All About the Girls

Over the weekend I celebrated being a girl.  I invited a bunch of my gal-pals over for a slumber party and a half-marathon.  Let me explain.  This all started about 9 months ago when I was teaching a spinning class.  After several of us in the class signed up for a “no boys allowed” bike ride, it was suggested that we also sign up for a girls-only half marathon.  Why not?  It seemed like a fun idea.  Get together with a bunch of your closest girlfriends and run 13.1 miles together?  We all jumped at the chance.  Fast forward a few months and I was having them all over for a weekend all about the girls.

It started with a packet pickup (that was car-ay-zay! busy and somewhat unorganized) and then we all met up at my house for spaghetti dinner.  There is nothing more fun than a bunch of girls sitting around a dinner table with good food and wine talking about life.  I have not smiled and enjoyed myself so much in a long time.  I also find it rare and incredible when 6 girls can sit together and get along while enjoying each other, drama free, for hours on end.

Each of the girls received a little party favor our weekend together.  It included a mix cd of power/girl songs, Pink Lemonade Nuun, and a pink bandanna.  We had previously planned to wear matching outfits but when Mother Nature threw a storm our way the bandannas would become our way to find and identify each other in a sea of pink.  You see, we did the Pink Half Marathon to support breast cancer awareness.  Naturally, the entire field of 700+ women would be adorned in pink.  We followed suit by dressing in a rainbow of pink.

My husband chauffered  us to the starting area which was perfect because it was freezing, raining, windy, and the race started over 20 minutes late.  We stayed in the car until about 2 minutes before the start and used the first mile as our warm-up.  We froze our butts off but we all managed to smile at the finish.  If you look closely, we all have purple lips; and it isn’t because we all shared lipstick either.  In spite of the weather, I can’t wait for the next weekend that’s all about the girls.

Tell Us!  What do you do to celebrate being amazing?


Blast from the Past

I was running around in Heber this rainy afternoon while doing some errands and I came across the Heber Valley Railroad Station.  I have seen the train running up and down Provo Canyon before but for some reason, these big engines, up close and personal, while it was pouring rain, was something I couldn’t resist photographing.

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Get Lost!


I live in a mountain town and I love to trail run.  In my opinion, trail running is the purest form of running.  The surroundings keep you so entertained that you don’t need any music. The rocks, tree roots, and other obstacles keep you on your toes.  And the constant undulation of the terrain is a hill workout and a speed workout all in one.  But the best part of trail running is the adventure of it.  Every run is different.  Sometimes it feels like you are just out there to get lost!  The Lost Prospector Loop is the literal extension of that feeling running this loop right now is spectacular!

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Half-day in Heaven

One of the best things about living in a mountain town is, drum roll please, the mountains! The Uinta (pronounced you-in-tah) Range is less than 20 minutes outside of Park City. Today was one of those perfect Fall days in which my house could not contain me.  After 12:00, I hit the road to spend the second half of my day in these majestic mountains.

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