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”
Yes, it’s fall, so this will be one of those ubiquitous (why isn’t there another word for “ubiquitous” which I seem to use every time I feel like a cliché which then makes the word a cliché?) “It’s fall” wordy posts. I swear that I won’t mention sweaters, fleece jackets (although I’m currently wearing a newish Melanzana pullover – fully embracing the cult-like adoration of this Colorado company), pumpkin spice lattes and Halloween. Or I won’t after this! Continue reading “Fall potpourri”
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?”