Hood to Coast 2017.

It wasn’t supposed to happen. When the captain of Ranch Road 1 informed the members of the original team (from 2013) late last year that we had an admission to the event for 2017, I passed. I didn’t want to pass, but I felt like I should because the timing wasn’t good for me. Doing an out-of-town 30+ hour overnight relay two weeks before Ironman Wisconsin felt irresponsible towards my Ironman effort. I was supposed to bike 100 miles this weekend and then begin my taper, not exhaust myself on a fun and social effort. But then a couple of months ago, that same captain told me that someone had dropped out and invited me to reconsider the decision. So I did. It still felt irresponsible, but I decided to make it work. And I’m so glad I did. Continue reading

96 Miles in 97 Degrees.

It wasn’t fun. Well, it was. It’s always fun to be out on the bike, but it was also miserable given the heat. We started at 6:30 in the morning to try to avoid the heat as best we could. We were doing a 32-mile loop three times. The first hour of the ride was quite lovely, but by the end of the first loop, the heat was too much. The second and third loops were difficult, but we managed. Just barely. Continue reading

You blink, and it’s August.

I’m suddenly less than six weeks out from Wisconsin, which seems unreal. Wasn’t I just there? I vividly remember enjoying my grilled cheese sandwich at The Tipsy Cow the day after the race. ┬áDave and I sat outside, and we were noticing all the other finishers in their gear, including a woman who wore the same long-sleeved pullover that I was wearing. Dave being Dave said something about how I wore it better, though I know she did as she was super fit and machine-like, not soft and doughy like I was last year. Continue reading

From 17 to 70!

Okay, so it wasn’t 70. It was 69. Miles, that is. I did 69 miles on my bike after weeks of not being out on my bike. The last time Dave and I rode, we did a quick 17 miles and called it good. Since then, we’ve had stuff going on – events, travels and such – and the long rides and runs just haven’t been happening. But this week, I sat down and wrote out my long ride and run schedule leading up to Wisconsin in my planner and I had a “Oh, sh*t!” moment. My ride today called for five hours. FIVE HOURS. How could I do that after weeks of not riding? I wasn’t sure that I could. Continue reading

Love him in the morning.

Love him in the morning when you see the sun arising. Love him in the evening ’cause he brought you through the day. And in the in between time when you feel the pressure rising, remember that he loves you and he promises to stay. So when you feel the need to worry, because it seems the thing to do, remember he’s not in a hurry. He’s always got time for you. ┬áSo…love him in the morning when you see the sun arising…. Continue reading

I miss this blog. And Santa Rosa.

Mid-February, life took a crazy turn, and I ended up running for office in my city. It was a delightful, hectic and successful experience, so now I’m adjusting to my new position on city council and finding my new routine, which I hope will include returning to this space.

Of note, I raced Ironman 70.3 Santa Rosa this weekend and had a personal best! I had considered not racing because I felt under-trained after having missed so many workouts during my campaign, but the weather in Santa Rosa was perfect for racing, so I decided to give it a try. I’m so glad I did. Continue reading