Living Life To The Fullest
Would I do Wildflower Long-Course again? Yeah- but a little smarter...and if I get disc brakes... and granny gears. I did it in 2004, then not again until 2018. Literally, I have been wanting to go back since 2004. It is a wonderful and unique experience, with a few drawbacks and nuggets that you need... Continue Reading →
After my long bike ride or run, I stretch out and head for my Normatec compression boots, kick back with a beverage (yeah, sometimes a Kiltlifter), a plate of nachos, and let the boots massage out the aches and pains from pounding the pavement or cranking the pedals. It's a planned, forced rest. Strapped into... Continue Reading →
Writers need connections on social media to help find critique partners and places to share knowledge about the writing industry. But sometimes those connections are not helping advance your creative needs. I think we've all been there: you see a closed FB group, whose focus is an area writing you interested in. But you can't... Continue Reading →
Somewhere between mile 5 and 6 on my run this week, when my headphones switched from the flute trills of McCarney and Wing's Live and Let Die to the raucous sound of Immigrant Song (Zeppelin), I was hit with both a rush of endorphins and a revelation about writing. Or maybe it was the beginnings... Continue Reading →
A little over a week ago, I found myself smack in the middle of a long distance triathlon, winding my way up steep hills in California, begging my bike to find just one...more...lower gear that would make the hill climb so much easier on my tired legs. When cyclists passed by, I made a mental... Continue Reading →
It seems so simple. Chapstick. But it is a lifesaver at about mile 60-75, when your chamois cream has worn away and you discover new seams in your riding shorts or cycling shoes that never before wreaked havoc with your skin. I have my favorite chamois cream- I make my own, actually. There are also... Continue Reading →
In the last week, I have nearly been hit by a car twice on my runs. YES- I did say runs. Or in my case my preferred walk/jog (Wog- see here for more). Until recently, I thought cycling was the most dangerous leg of triathlon, based on the number of near car collisions I had... Continue Reading →
We entered Sextant through huge wooden double doors into a lovely long oval bar, where we were greeted by servers and a copy of the wine tasting menu. The atmosphere was relaxing, with wood carved waves on the ceiling enhanced by blue optic lights creating an illusion of flowing water overhead. We stood at the... Continue Reading →
Why #1.5? I loved our visit to Herman Story Wines. It was a close tie for first (see here). And I just couldn't give it second! Read why below. Don't let the small room, cement flooring, and unpretentious attitude fool you. The wines at Herman Story Wines, named after the grandfather of winemaker and proprietor Russell P.... Continue Reading →
