One Weekend, Two Races, Three friends

I have been craving some spontaneity in my life lately. I keep wanting to get out and do some unplanned things to make me remember to appreciate the life I am privileged to live. To me there is something about doing new things (rerun prevention) that helps me review my perspective and renew my passion for my life. Friday night I exercised my spontaneous nerves by signing up for two races and making plans with three great girlfriends.20131021-201721.jpg

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Cross Country Camp circa 2012


I had just broken up with my future husband and my new running buddy had just been laid off.  We both had some spare time on our hands and decided to spend it trail running.  So we planned a trip to Durango and Telluride, CO, packed up the camping equipment, and stole away to the mountains to become reacquainted with the things that made us “who we are” through lots and lots of trail runs. We dubbed this running vacation “Cross-Country Camp.” Upon arriving home, we vowed to repeat the experience every year to make sure we never lost touch again.  Six years later….we finally made it back out.  This time to Tucson, AZ. Continue reading

School’s Out For Summer!

Remember back when you were little. Remember those butterflies you would get in your stomach during the last week of school?  My favorite day was field day.  It was full of sun and fun and box lunches that we got to eat outside on the grass.  I enjoyed every second of it.

Today, I went to the track for a speed workout and I found the Intermediate School (5th and 6th graders) there enjoying their field day.  The students and teachers were racing each other in 400 M relays.  How fun!  I could tell they were getting close to finishing so I went to my car and did a little work on my phone while I waited.  As the students started to file out of the stadium and I headed out for my warm-up the fire truck across the field turned its water on full blast.  The happy laughter and screams could be heard blocks away as the kids disappeared into the cloud of mist.  The kids got soaked while having a great time.  And just in time for the buses to pick them up.

Now that I am home and it is warm outside, I am craving a sprinkler and a sheet of plastic so that I can enjoy a homemade slip-n-slide while getting grass stains and eating popcicles.  Somehow, I don’t think it will feel the same as it did back when I was younger and my bathing suit was baggy.  I suppose I will have to settle for my Nook and a lounge chair next to a pool.   Anyone?

Prevent the Re-run: What are your favorite memories from the last week of school?

Lose Yourself

As you may know by now, running is my sport of choice.  I love it for a variety of reasons but I always seem to come back to it because it is the only sport that works better when you don’t concentrate on what you are doing.  Let’s face it, running is most sports’ form of punishment.  It isn’t easy or comfortable and nearly every run sends me through every emotion in the book.  But when you get right down to it, running is best when you lose yourself.  I took the opportunity to do so over the weekend while visiting the deserts of Southern Utah.

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Leaving Las Vegas


Las Vegas, the town where dreams come true and everyone is a winner, right? Well, between you and me, I disagree. Las Vegas is a town of disappointment. On the face, everything sparkles and shines, when driving in from the North at night the city appears to be perfectly placed sequins, but one doesn’t need to look far to see that the town is full of hopes and dreams that are never realized. Even the strip promises a fulfilling sensation but upon further observation is just a facade that disguises filth and smut. There is one remaining treasure, left from the early days of Vegas when quality was valued over cost. The remaining token at the South end of the strip welcomes you to once fabulous Las Vegas. But I am leaving for good (or at least a few months).

It’s a Beautiful Day



You know those mornings when the sun is shining, the air is clean and crisp, and you know you get to spend the rest of the day with the nearest person to your heart? Well I was able to experience one of those rare days. Then again, how can it not be a great day when it starts with sitting across the gondola from this face? And then you get off the gondola and white slopes greet you. Needless to say, I am happy after a great day.

Prevent the Re-run: Try smiling. It is amazing how it changes the whole day!

Dangling a Carrot

My job takes me to the road on a somewhat regular basis.  I spend time visiting different parts of the Intermountain West including parts of Wyoming, Idaho, Nevada, and all of Utah.  One of my favorite parts of the drive between cities is the wildlife.  I love to see the animals interacting in their natural habitat.  I have been lucky enough to merely observe   and never interact with the wildlife as my vehicle is still fully intact.  Although the antelope, deer, owl, and eagle kept me wildly entertained today, it was the cattle that actually got me to pull over and take a picture.  This herd put a whole new meaning to the phrase “dangling a carrot.”

Prevent the Re-run: The winter means that food is sparse and hard for animals to find.  Leave a trail of bread crumbs and then watch to see what kinds of critters come to eat it up!

What Lies Within Us

The theme from my high school graduation ceremony came from the forever-famous Ralph Waldo Emerson,

“What lies behind us and what lies before us is nothing compared to what lies within us.”

At the time, I was disappointed with how cliche the theme was and after listening to the quote repeated in what seemed like 4,000 graduation speeches, I never wanted to hear that stupid quote again.  You can imagine my frustration when the quote popped into my head while I was thinking about what I did today.

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Turn and Burn

Have you heard of cyclocross?  You may know what motocross is: motorcycles racing around a loop full of obstacles.  If you haven’t heard of cyclocross, just imagine a similar sport only on human-powered bicycles.  It is a crazy sport because it isn’t like mountain biking with plush shocks and easy rides.  Instead, there are no shocks.  In fact, the bikes are pretty much road bikes that are pimped out with hefty tires.  There are obstacles that you hop off your bike to get up and over.  Besides that, there is no lack of hills and technical terrain.  Tonight, I witnessed my first cyclocross event hosted by a local bike/tri shop, SBR Sports.

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