I’d rather not gloss over 2017 and make it look like a banner year, since, well, it wasn’t. Not that it was the annus horribilis of 2016 (personally, one of the worst years on the books), but I can’t say that it was *awesome*. However, there were definite highlights amidst a sense of “what am I doing with my life?!”. While I don’t intend to pretend that those blue days or the mean reds didn’t happen, I think that it’s healthier to take a positive view, especially when reflecting on what went right, what worked, what were some of the highlights of an experience, in this case, that “experience” being the year. So, here goes… 2017: Continue reading “Looking back at you, 2017!”
So, yes, Virginia, it IS January, Christmas is long over, and Santa, I suppose, has returned to the North Pole.
But, since our holiday decorations continue to deck the halls and walls AND since winter really hasn’t hit Colorado (it was 62 degrees on Tuesday!), it doesn’t seem *that* late – or not too late – to share a little about the holiday season, mainly the few days that we spent in Taos, NM. We came upon this idea back in October, scheming with some other family members about where to spend Christmas. A few people were up for a change – for different reasons – but then the question remained – “where to go?”. No one felt very flush with cash (all of us involved in the trip had recently moved), and we all preferred to stay somewhat close to home – to go some place that would be a fairly easy drive. Ski resorts were out because of the first criterion. Plus, we already had passes, so it would have been silly to go to Telluride and spend lots and lots of $$$$$$$ on skiing when we’ll be skiing at Copper or Eldora on a regular basis as it is (fingers crossed that some more snow will fall!). Continue reading “A southwestern Christmas”
So, Boulder 70.3 (2017) has come and gone. I planned to write a pre-race ramble, but failed to do so. Well, actually, I got this far: So, it’s been a while since I did anything that resembled a race event, over a year, to be precise, and, now, I’m having to remind myself of the protocols – formal and informal – of race week. I say that I’m racing in parenthesis because, while Boulder 70.3 is my “A” race of 2017, I’m nowhere near to being in true race shape, or what would have been race shape in past years, and really this is more like a dust-off-the-cobwebs-race. But, so it goes… Different years, different priorities, a lingering foot injury that kept my running game minimalistic for months, to say the least, and, yet, I’m looking forward to suiting up on Saturday and see how the swim/bike/run legs feel and to be out there, feel the energy of other people, and just embrace the fact that I have the good fortune and privilege to participate in the race. Continue reading “Third time is something of a charm (Boulder 70.3)”
A rhetorical question because I can say, with a resounding YES, that it is, indeed, summer. Apparently it began last week, on the 21st, but I’d say that I kicked it off as soon as school ended. So, right around May 30/June 1. There were, as always, a few loose ends to tie up the school year, but I’m happy to say that it didn’t take me long (maybe 5 minutes?) to switch gears and embrace the summer pace. While we don’t have a major trip planned or anything that seems ambitious, I also can’t complain about lots of small getaways, both near and somewhat further afield, but this will, hopefully, give us the time and space to enjoy the summer. We have good plans with friends and family and will try to take advantage of the mountains when we can. Continue reading “Is it summer or something?”
Now that summer has “officially” begun – at least for me – I feel compelled to take a moment and look back on Spring 2017. I would describe it as a bit of an emotional rollercoaster. Let me say, that mid-life crisis thing is REAL! One thing that is contributing to some of the emotional ups and downs is that we are house-hunting which, in my limited experience, seems to bring out both the best and worst, the most positive and negative outlook on life. In me, at least! Not that I’m of the mindset that a house “defines” a person, but, oh, maybe that’s a topic for another day. Continue reading “Spring highlights”
Well, yes, it’s almost the end of May and I’m finally reflecting on Spring Break ’17, which seems out-of-whack, but seeing as we had our ONLY snow day of the year on Friday (seriously!), maybe it’s not that out of order? Continue reading “Spring break: A California Interlude”
The weeks – now months, yikes! – of silence in this space definitely reflect a sense of inertia and the muted quality of life. I know, I know. I’m starting off on an up note with that idea, but, hey, that’s what was going on! After all of my lofty goals, plans, expectations, promises to commit to something, anything this year, I completely quit training for most of the month of March and then I fired myself from my coach of 3 months. While I saw progress in the pool and on the bike, I continued to nurse a nagging foot injury and just felt like I didn’t give a fuck. This, obviously, didn’t make me an ideal client, which I recognized, so I took myself out of that particular commitment to save myself money and Michelle the time that she was putting into writing training plans that I didn’t follow . Suddenly left without ANY training plan (or racing plan, to boot) and feeling a bit unmoored in other aspects of my life, March was a bit of a bear of a month. I moped a decent amount and spent a good bit of time feeling sorry for myself. Blah blah blah. Continue reading “Springing forward, with hope”