According to Carlson

Mission Sites

2012-02-16T06:46:00.000-08:00

Sunday morning, the sun was out. I walked to buy a few groceries. Maybe it was that the sun was out, maybe it was the fact I had a little extra time, but whatever the reason, the neighborhood looked particularly beautiful. Here are a few of the photos (a little grainy).

FSC Barber Shop

Mission Dolores

Valentine's Ride

2012-02-12T09:31:00.000-08:00

A riding buddy organizes a Valentine's Century every year on the weekend before/around Vday. This year, I knew I couldn't (or shouldn't!) do the entire 100 miles. I opted for 80 and and turned back a little sooner. To start, we rode to Mill Valley, up Highway 1 through Muir Woods and Stinson Beach, to Olema, and on to Point Reyes Station. Our usual stop, Bovine Bakery, is undergoing renovations, so we picked up refreshments across the street at a market instead. RQ and I separated from the rest and headed back through Nicasio, Fairfax and back to the city. When I got home, I was wiped out! I put my feet up, iced my knee, and felt accomplished. And then, I ate chocolate & drank a beer. Hey, it's Valentine's day!

Heading down Highway 1

Highway 1

Things I love

2012-01-22T21:12:00.000-08:00

1. Chocolate Zico coconut water--so, so yummy! And, I'm told, full of electrolytes. That means healthy, right?!

2. Instagram--App for my phone. Turns my ho-hum photos into masterpieces.

Instragram--Magic!

3. Frametastic--App for my phone--"frames" photos together

4. Camera+--Another App. This one will turn photos into real postcards and send them out!

5. Visual.ly--a website with "infographics" and data--anyone may post. As a visual learner, graphs & pictures tell me so much more than just words!

Hmmm...maybe I spend too much time on my phone & computer!

Mini Golf & Hole in One!

2012-01-17T22:15:00.000-08:00

It must have been lucky I had not played mini golf in 10+ years. My roommate and I stopped after work last week to play mini golf. I got a hole-in-one and beat him by one stroke! I think he want's revenge. There is a batting cage, arcade, bumper boats as well at the Malibu Grand Prix. I think of all the "sports" there, mini golf is the only one I stand a chance!

January 1st...

2012-01-02T20:05:00.000-08:00

January 1st...when we all turn over a new leaf, get a fresh start, and perhaps, make a resolution. Lately, I've been thinking a lot about resolutions, my life, my friends, my job, my goals. It seems we're the most critical of ourselves, and what needs to be changed. There are times I can't believe I just said "that." Or, how embarrassing, I can't believe I just did "that." Or, why didn't I just say "that" and get it off my chest? Whatever "that" is, I guess, means I am still growing, maturing, learning how to be me. And in the midst, I have to learn how to do this around everyone else, doing the same thing!

So, this year, I will:

Listen. Laugh. Hope. Keep. Talk. Cry. Be. Learn. Light. Go. Work. Breathe. Struggle. Hop. Bike. Cook. Love. Speak. Witness. Ask. Throw. Cherish. Write. Walk. Run. Leave. Swim. Lead. Sleep. Do. Find. Play. Give. Read. Watch. Type. Sing. Scream. Grow. Lift. Empower. Clean. Sail. Plan. Drink. Help. Question. Kiss. Follow. Spin. Create. Juggle. Soothe. Appoint. Revive. Snuggle. Turn. Mix. Tell. Embrace. Drive. Like. Nourish. Fly. Lose. Pedal. Promise. Share. Allow. Try. Build. Travel. Relax. Whistle. Knit. Delight. Draw. Break. Hold. Strive. Challenge. Step. Discuss. Hug. Yell. Buy. Gather. Purge. Stand. Record. Dance. Fix. Hear. Chose. Fill. Cook. Balance. Knock. Floss.

Plus many, many more...

Happy New Year!

2012-01-01T10:36:00.000-08:00

Yesterday morning, I ran Rodeo Beach 20km trail run with friends. The weather was a little chilly (by SF standards) at the start, but the sky was clear and bright. The run was so much fun. It was a great way to end 2011 and welcome 2012!

Sunrise at Rodeo Beach

30 Things to Stop Doing to Yourself

2011-12-13T13:23:00.000-08:00

I love the blog Mark and Angel Hack Life. They offer tidbits of wisdom, advice on self-improvement, cleaning the clutter of life.

30 Things to Stop Doing to Yourself:

Stop spending time with the wrong people. – Life is too short to spend time with people who suck the happiness out of you. If someone wants you in their life, they’ll make room for you. You shouldn’t have to fight for a spot. Never, ever insist yourself to someone who continuously overlooks your worth. And remember, it’s not the people that stand by your side when you’re at your best, but the ones who stand beside you when you’re at your worst that are your true friends.
Stop running from your problems. – Face them head on. No, it won’t be easy. There is no person in the world capable of flawlessly handling every punch thrown at them. We aren’t supposed to be able to instantly solve problems. That’s not how we’re made. In fact, we’re made to get upset, sad, hurt, stumble and fall. Because that’s the whole purpose of living – to face problems, learn, adapt, and solve them over the course of time. This is what ultimately molds us into the person we become.
Stop lying to yourself. – You can lie to anyone else in the world, but you can’t lie to yourself. Our lives improve only when we take chances, and the first and most difficult chance we can take is to be honest with ourselves. Read The Road Less Traveled.
Stop putting your own needs on the back burner. – The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too. Yes, help others; but help yourself too. If there was ever a moment to follow your passion and do something that matters to you, that moment is now.
Stop trying to be someone you’re not. – One of the greatest challenges in life is being yourself in a world that’s trying to make you like everyone else. Someone will always be prettier, someone will always be smarter, someone will always be younger, but they will never be you. Don’t change so people will like you. Be yourself and the right people will love the real you.
Stop trying to hold onto the past. – You can’t start the next chapter of your life if you keep re-reading your last one.
Stop being scared to make a mistake. – Doing something and getting it wrong is at least ten times more productive than doing nothing. Every success has a trail of failures behind it, and every failure is leading towards success. You end up regretting the things you did NOT do far more than the things you did.
Stop berating yourself for old mistakes. – We may love the wrong person and cry about the wrong things, but no matter how things go wrong, one thing is for sure, mistakes help us find the person and things that are right for us. We all make mistakes, have struggles, and even regret things in our past. But you are not your mistakes, you are not your struggles, and you are here NOW with the power to shape your day and your future. Every single thing that has ever happened in your life is preparing you for a moment that is yet to come.
Stop trying to buy happiness. – Many of the things we desire are expensive. But the truth is, the things that really satisfy us are totally free – love, laughter and working on our passions.
Stop exclusively looking to others for happiness. – If you’re not happy with who you are on the inside, you won’t be happy in a long-term relationship with anyone else either. You have to create stability in your own life first before you can share it with someone else. Read Stumbling on Happiness.
Stop being idle. – Don’t think too much or you’ll create a problem that wasn’t even there in the first place. Evaluate situations and take decisive action. You cannot change what you refuse to confront. Making progress involves risk. Period! You can’t make it to second base with your foot on first.
Stop thinking you’re not ready. – Nobody ever feels 100% ready when an opportunity arises. Because most great opportunities in life force us to grow beyond our comfort zones, which means we won’t feel totally comfortable at first.
Stop getting involved in relationships for the wrong reasons. – Relationships must be chosen wisely. It’s better to be alone than to be in bad company. There’s no need to rush. If something is meant to be, it will happen – in the right time, with the right person, and for the best reason. Fall in love when you’re ready, not when you’re lonely.
Stop rejecting new relationships just because old ones didn’t work. – In life you’ll realize that there is a purpose for everyone you meet. Some will test you, some will use you and some will teach you. But most importantly, some will bring out the best in you.
Stop trying to compete against everyone else. – Don’t worry about what others doing better than you. Concentrate on beating your own records every day. Success is a battle between YOU and YOURSELF only.
Stop being jealous of others. – Jealousy is the art of counting someone else’s blessings instead of your own. Ask yourself this: “What’s something I have that everyone wants?”
Stop complaining and feeling sorry for yourself. – Life’s curveballs are thrown for a reason – to shift your path in a direction that is meant for you. You may not see or understand everything the moment it happens, and it may be tough. But reflect back on those negative curveballs thrown at you in the past. You’ll often see that eventually they led you to a better place, person, state of mind, or situation. So smile! Let everyone know that today you are a lot stronger than you were yesterday, and you will be.
Stop holding grudges. – Don’t live your life with hate in your heart. You will end up hurting yourself more than the people you hate. Forgiveness is not saying, “What you did to me is okay.” It is saying, “I’m not going to let what you did to me ruin my happiness forever.” Forgiveness is the answer… let go, find peace, liberate yourself! And remember, forgiveness is not just for other people, it’s for you too. If you must, forgive yourself, move on and try to do better next time.
Stop letting others bring you down to their level. – Refuse to lower your standards to accommodate those who refuse to raise theirs.
Stop wasting time explaining yourself to others. – Your friends don’t need it and your enemies won’t believe it anyway. Just do what you know in your heart is right.
Stop doing the same things over and over without taking a break. – The time to take a deep breath is when you don’t have time for it. If you keep doing what you’re doing, you’ll keep getting what you’re getting. Sometimes you need to distance yourself to see things clearly.
Stop overlooking the beauty of small moments. – Enjoy the little things, because one day you may look back and discover they were the big things. The best portion of your life will be the small, nameless moments you spend smiling with someone who matters to you.
Stop trying to make things perfect. – The real world doesn’t reward perfectionists, it rewards people who get things done. Read Getting Things Done.
Stop following the path of least resistance. – Life is not easy, especially when you plan on achieving something worthwhile. Don’t take the easy way out. Do something extraordinary.
Stop acting like everything is fine if it isn’t. – It’s okay to fall apart for a little while. You don’t always have to pretend to be strong, and there is no need to constantly prove that everything is going well. You shouldn’t be concerned with what other people are thinking either – cry if you need to – it’s healthy to shed your tears. The sooner you do, the sooner you will be able to smile again.
Stop blaming others for your troubles. – The extent to which you can achieve your dreams depends on the extent to which you take responsibility for your life. When you blame others for what you’re going through, you deny responsibility – you give others power over that part of your life.
Stop trying to be everything to everyone. – Doing so is impossible, and trying will only burn you out. But making one person smile CAN change the world. Maybe not the whole world, but their world. So narrow your focus.
Stop worrying so much. – Worry will not strip tomorrow of its burdens, it will strip today of its joy. One way to check if something is worth mulling over is to ask yourself this question: “Will this matter in one year’s time? Three years? Five years?” If not, then it’s not worth worrying about.
Stop focusing on what you don’t want to happen. – Focus on what you do want to happen. Positive thinking is at the forefront of every great success story. If you awake every morning with the thought that something wonderful will happen in your life today, and you pay close attention, you’ll often find that you’re right.
Stop being ungrateful. – No matter how good or bad you have it, wake up each day thankful for your life. Someone somewhere else is desperately fighting for theirs. Instead of thinking about what you’re missing, try thinking about what you have that everyone else is missing.

Words to live by...

2011-12-11T21:48:00.000-08:00

I just read this quote--great advice. It is easy to get caught up in the rat race. And even so, as I run (literally and figuratively) here and there, holidays, events, friends, it's easy to lose myself in it all. If I can't prevent the busyness, I can do my best to have good manners.

"Treat everyone with the same level of respect you would give to your grandfather and the same level of patience you would have with your baby brother."

North Face Challenge Trail Marathon

2011-12-04T12:02:00.000-08:00

Yesterday, I ran the North Face Challenge Trail Marathon. I ran last year, in a downpour, "skated" through the muddy and muck, and still had a blast. So, after I forgot the pain of last year, I signed myself up again this year. It was an amazing day, perfect for running--sunny and clear mid-50 to 60-degrees. The hills were tough, but I took my time, walked up the hills and was able to finish "upright" and under 5 hours. Trail running seems much more laid back than road running. Walking up hills is considered "ok" or actually, encouraged. The aid stations have treats--salty--potato chips, pretzels, potatoes, soup broth, and sweet--m&m's, energy chews, soda, pb&j sandwiches--all to keep us going. I probably drank a whole can of Mountain Dew throughout the race and several handfuls of potato chips; both of which I generally don't eat or rarely (I think the last Mt Dew I had was at a sleepover in 8th grade!), but both tasted so, so wonderful during the run. Since the sun was out, after the race, many people lounged around on the grass, refueling on provided pasta, soup and salad, cheering the finishers of the 3 races--marathon, 50km, and 50-miler.

Xmas Tree Shopping

2011-12-03T18:24:00.000-08:00

Since "pop-up" stores are all the rage these days, I guess then, so would be pop up Christmas tree lots. Seems that every neighborhood has one. RQ is hosting a holiday party, so we walked up the block to the pop up lot, set to find the perfect tree for her apartment. So many to choose from!

Happy Thanksgiving

2011-11-24T19:54:00.000-08:00

This morning I was one of hundreds of volunteers to deliver 5000 Salvation Army meals to San Franciscans. I did it because I can; because I have great family and friends who love me (and vise versa!); I have enough, more than enough, in fact. I am so fortunate. And so thankful. Delivering meals was something small I could do for people who don't have as much as me. Today, at least, I know they had a good meal. I was able to get a photo with Santa too, right before I picked up the meals.

Lovely Guests

2011-11-20T07:35:00.000-08:00

"Taste testing" local beer at 21st Amendment

Last weekend my brother and his girlfriend came to visit. It was great to see them! And so much fun to explore. This is my brother's 4th trip (!) out here, since I've moved, but it was his girlfriend's 1st. They did a little sight-seeing on their own--Alcatraz, Chinatown, Fisherman's Wharf, Golden Gate Bridge. We spent Saturday wine tasting in gorgeous Sonoma County; it was an absolutely perfect fall day, grapes were ripe and still on some of the vines. Sunday, we explored Baker Beach, and I showed them the beautiful (and outrageously expensive) homes of Sea Cliff. And of course, we ate at one of the local Mission taquerias; unfortunately the traveling Mariachi band never made it by. I had such a great time with them! They're so much fun. I always feel so lucky when people want to take their vacations here. I know it's a "destination" and there is a lot to see (besides me!), but there are so many fun, interesting other places to visit.

Baker Beach

Golden Gate Bridge

Baker Beach

NYC Marathon

2011-11-11T07:18:00.000-08:00

Wow, what an awesome race. 47,000 runners lined up last Sunday to take part in the event. The race is a "tour" of all 5 boroughs of the city. It starts in Staten Island, heads to Brooklyn, then Queens, Harlem, and finally Manhattan. There are bridges throughout: the Verrenzo Narrows Bridge (the race begins on it), the Pulaski Bridge, Queensboro Bridge, Wills Ave Bridge, and Madison Avenue Bridge. Whew! The bridges were deceptionally difficult--they're a long up and then a long down. Gradual, it's hard to even feel or see it. My body definitely felt this at the end!

The weather was perfect for running--sunny and 50-degrees. The crowds during the race were like none I've ever experienced--so much energy, excitement. There were clever signs, "Toenails are overrated," marriage proposals, "go Mom" or "Dad" signs. There were 103 bands on the course, keeping the runners and crowds energized.

The race began on the Verrenzo Narrows Bridge on Staten Island. There were 3 waves of us--I was the last wave. The bridge is a double-decker, so each wave was split into corrals, and 1/2 of the wave began on the top and 1/2 on the bottom. I can't imagine the logistics of a marathon with 47,000 participants--wow. It was so well planned and organized, probably the best event I've been a part.

Until about mile 18, I was able to enjoy the race, read the signs, smile. After 18, my pace slowed a bit, my legs and back hurt. I stopped looking at the crowds as much and made it a goal to run water station to water station, which were every mile. It wasn't really fun anymore. But I told myself, this isn't easy, and I'd done plenty of difficult things in my life (well, it's all relative, I guess), I could do this.

The finish area was a little conjested and my body was in a lot of pain. I just wanted to sit, but we had to keep moving through the line. After picking up my medal, food and water, clothing, I was able to exit Central Park and find somewhere to sit and stretch. After about an hour, I felt better and was able to smile again.

Afterward, I headed back to Brooklyn--on the train with about 1000 other runners! I felt badly for the "normal" people, who just happened to get stuck on the wrong train with all of us! I am sure we smelled great. JD, CS, and I had a great dinner in Prospect Heights (I think) at a great little Mediterranean restaurant.

The next morning, I flew back to SF. The race was an amazing experience. I'll never forget it. I would love to do it again.

Ready or Not--picking up my race packet!

Staten Island Ferry

Statue of Liberty from the Ferry

Verrenzo Narrows Bridge--Start of the race

Finished!

Red Hook, Brooklyn, New York

2011-11-10T07:27:00.000-08:00

Last week, I headed to NYC for the Marathon. I stayed in Brooklyn with my good friends JD and CS. JD was my first roommate in San Francisco, and I think of her as almost a sister. She kind of took me in and showed me the ropes when I first came to CA. I remember the cold and rain when I first arrived; and she and I spent many nights drinking hot tea, knitting, listening to NPR, and chatting...I know, we're such wild gals!

Anyway, I flew in on Friday morning, so had a few days to hang out. I wanted to keep off my feet, but I was able to do a bit of sight-seeing. Brooklyn always amazes me--it's so unique, has great architecture, quaint cafes, warehouse-condos, and markets. We went to the Red Hook Farm (right in their neighborhood) to pick up their CSA box. We went to the famous Baked for yummy breakfast.

Here are a few photos of the neighborhood.

Greenpoint

Red Hook Farm

50 Things Everyone Should Know How To Do

2011-11-03T11:21:00.000-07:00

Seems I have a few things to learn...

Taken from Marc and Angel Hack Life

"Practical Tips for Productive Living"

1. Build a Fire – Fire produces heat and light, two basic necessities for living. At some point in your life this knowledge may be vital.

2. Operate a Computer – Fundamental computer knowledge is essential these days. Please, help those in need.

3. Use Google Effectively – Google knows everything. If you’re having trouble finding something with Google, it’s you that needs help.

4. Perform CPR and the Heimlich Maneuver – Someday it may be your wife, husband, son or daughter that needs help.

5. Drive a Manual Transmission Vehicle – There will come a time when you’ll be stuck without this knowledge.

6. Do Basic Cooking – If you can’t cook your own steak and eggs, you probably aren’t going to make it.

7. Tell a Story that Captivates People’s Attention – If you can’t captivate their attention, you should probably just save your breath.

8. Win or Avoid a Fistfight – Either way, you win.

9. Deliver Bad News – Somebody has got to do it. Unfortunately, someday that person will be you.

10. Change a Tire – Because tires have air in them, and things with air in them eventually pop.

11. Handle a Job Interview – I promise, sweating yourself into a nervous panic won’t land you the job.

12. Manage Time – Not doing so is called wasting time, which is okay sometimes, but not all the time.

13. Speed Read – Sometimes you just need the basic gist, and you needed it 5 minutes ago.

14. Remember Names – Do you like when someone tries to get your attention by screaming “hey you”?

15. Relocate Living Spaces – Relocating is always a little tougher than you originally imagined.

16. Travel Light – Bring only the necessities. It’s the cheaper, easier, smarter thing to do.

17. Handle the Police – Because jail isn’t fun… and neither is Bubba.

18. Give Driving Directions – Nobody likes driving around in circles. Get this one right the first time.

19. Perform Basic First Aid – You don’t have to be a doctor, or genius, to properly dress a wound.

20. Swim – 71% of the Earth’s surface is covered by water. Learning to swim might be a good idea.

21. Parallel Park – Parallel parking is a requirement on most standard driver’s license driving tests, yet so many people have no clue how to do it. How could this be?

22. Recognize Personal Alcohol Limits – Otherwise you may wind up like this charming fellow.

23. Select Good Produce – Rotten fruits and vegetables can be an evil tease and an awful surprise.

24. Handle a Hammer, Axe or Handsaw – Carpenters are not the only ones who need tools. Everyone should have a basic understanding of basic hand tools.

25. Make a Simple Budget – Being in debt is not fun. A simple budget is the key.

26. Speak at Least Two Common Languages – Only about 25% of the world’s population speaks English. It would be nice if you could communicate with at least some of the remaining 75%.

27. Do Push-Ups and Sit-Ups Properly – Improper push-ups and sit-ups do nothing but hurt your body and waste your time.

28. Give a Compliment – It’s one of the greatest gifts you can give someone, and it’s free.

29. Negotiate – The better deal is only a question or two away.

30. Listen Carefully to Others – The more you listen and the less you talk, the more you will learn and the less you will miss.

31. Recite Basic Geography – If you don’t know where anything is outside of your own little bubble, most people will assume (and they are probably correct) that you don’t know too much at all.

32. Paint a Room – The true cost of painting is 90% labor. For simple painting jobs it makes no sense to pay someone 9 times what it would cost you to do it yourself.

33. Make a Short, Informative Public Speech – At the next company meeting if your boss asks you to explain what you’ve been working on over the last month, a short, clear, informative response is surely your best bet. “Duhhh…” will not cut it.

34. Smile for the Camera – People that absolutely refuse to smile for the camera suck!

35. Flirt Without Looking Ridiculous – There is a fine line between successful flirting and utter disaster. If you try too hard, you lose. If you don’t try hard enough, you lose.

36. Take Useful Notes – Because useless notes are useless, and not taking notes is a recipe for failure.

37. Be a Respectful House Guest – Otherwise you will be staying in a lot of hotels over the years.

38. Make a Good First Impression – Aristotle once said, “well begun is half done.”

39. Navigate with a Map and Compass – What happens when the GPS craps out and you’re in the middle of nowhere?

40. Sew a Button onto Clothing – It sure is cheaper than buying a new shirt.

41. Hook Up a Basic Home Theater System – This isn’t rocket science. Paying someone to do this shows sheer laziness.

42. Type – Learning to type could save you days worth of time over the course of your lifetime.

43. Protect Personal Identity Information – Personal identity theft is not fun unless you are the thief. Don’t be careless.

44. Implement Basic Computer Security Best Practices – You don’t have to be a computer science major to understand the fundamentals of creating complex passwords and using firewalls. Doing so will surely save you a lot of grief someday.

45. Detect a Lie – People will lie to you. It’s a sad fact of life.

46. End a Date Politely Without Making Promises – There is no excuse for making promises you do not intend to keep. There is also no reason why you should have to make a decision on the spot about someone you hardly know.

47. Remove a Stain – Once again, it’s far cheaper than buying a new one.

48. Keep a Clean House – A clean house is the foundation for a clean, organized lifestyle.

49. Hold a Baby – Trust me, injuring a baby is not what you want to do.

50. Jump Start a Car – It sure beats walking or paying for a tow truck.

http://www.marcandangel.com/2008/06/02/50-things-everyone-should-know-how-to-do/

Clarion St. Murals

2011-10-30T16:05:00.000-07:00

A little less than a block away from me, Clarion Street, a small alley-like street, is a hidden gem of murals. The Mission, my neighborhood, is known for the street art, murals, sidewalk messages/sketches. Every single inch of build space along Clarion Street is covered.

Lovely Sunday by the Bay

2011-10-23T20:31:00.000-07:00

NYC Marathon - 14 days!

2011-10-23T08:13:00.000-07:00

When my brother and I entered the lottery for the NYC Marathon this year (or last ? -- it was so long ago), I didn't think I actually get in. Greg and I have been trying off and on for the past few years, with no luck. This year, as things would go, I had my Ironman in July, and then I get into the NYC Marathon! But Greg didn't. I felt I was mentally (and physically!) tired from the Ironman training, but I really wanted to run the race. My brother said he didn't mind if I go without him, so I decided to do it. I've heard the Marathon is a fantastic race. There are crowds (2-3 people deep) the entire course -- if you're a runner, you know this rarely happens in longer races, especially marathons. There are 40,000 people who run the race, and friends who've run have told me it's the best organized run they've taken part. Despite all the excitement about the actual race, I don't feel 100% prepared. I know I have a base from my Ironman training, and I knew going into this that I wouldn't be able to train as hard as I'd like (because I am tired). I'll get through the race, a little slower than I'd probably like, and it'll just hurt a lot! But, fall in NYC will be great, and I will stay with my good friends JD and CS in Red Hook / Brooklyn. I am looking forward to catching up with those two, and exploring the city.

"Wanna D8"

2011-10-20T21:52:00.000-07:00

I saw this license plate this morning while sitting at a stop light. The holder around the plate says (which is a little difficult to read), "Single? Interested" along the top, and "Inquire Within" along the bottom. "Wanna D8" is very clever. Though, I don't think I'd be brave enough to put it on my car...not sure what a plate like that would attract! I didn't get a chance to see the driver of the vehicle--to see if it was a man or woman. And, if it was a man, and cute...I might have "inquired within!"

Healdsburg 1/2 Marathon

2011-10-16T20:04:00.000-07:00

This morning, I ran the Healdsburg 1/2 Marathon with RQ and her running club. They're a fun, outgoing, talented bunch. And they let me tag along! The race went through Sonoma County, along the beautiful vineyards, past the wineries. Afterward, several wineries set up at the post-race party for wine tasting--we were given complimentary wine glasses, with the race/date inscribed and our medals also double as wine-stops. Though, I have to admit, I was not in the mood to sip or taste wine afterward. I was in the mood to guzzle water and beer (of course, I didn't guzzle the beer!). Luckily both were available to quench my thirst. The weather was a little warmer than I'd prefer, but still too bad. The race went quickly, but hurt a lot. Congrats to RQ, who won her age group and a bottle of wine!

Stroll through Chintatown

2011-10-16T17:28:00.000-07:00

Yesterday, I was a few minutes early to the wedding I was helping set-up flowers, so I took a stroll through Chinatown.

Chinatown Gate, Grant Ave

Kiwi Berries

2011-10-10T21:55:00.000-07:00

Yup, taste like kiwi!

Pay for Bathroom?!

2011-10-09T20:56:00.000-07:00

1 quarter or token for the bathroom at Whole Foods...Haight Street, San Francisco...

Call me, I'm at the corner of 18th & Luna Park

2011-09-20T22:15:00.000-07:00

Racing the boys

2011-09-11T17:11:00.000-07:00

RC and I got out for a ride this morning. Now that I am not training for a triathlon, I can go for long rides, stop for coffee on the way back, and not not have the pressure of hitting a certain number of miles or time. It makes the rides more enjoyable. Not that they weren't before. But, if I'm tired, I can go home or I can stop and have a coffee, and I won't feel guilty.

clip from Bike Snob blog

Even though I am not training, I still am competetive. Every so often, someone will pass me and it'll light a little fire in me, so I try to keep up. Sometimes, they're past in 2 pedal strokes. Today, it might have been the double shot espresso at Coffee Roastery in San Anselmo, I could keep up. After RC and I parted ways at the Bridge, I had 7 miles home. This is where the "race" began. One man passed me, and I let him go, but noticed on the uphill, I caught up. So, I passed. He must not have like that because he passed back. Then I got right on his wheel--meaning, I got right behind him and let him block the wind. I noticed there was another man behind us, about 10 feet back. Through Presidio, down Arguello, at the stop signs and lights, we hop scotched in the lead. Another group of guys came up, less serious bikers. I could tell this because they had their street clothes on. But they apparently wanted to "race" too. I beat all of them, except the initial man, who might have been playing with me, "letting' me stick right behind him, but, I'll take it. It was a fun way to end the ride...And, I'll admit, gave me a little satisfaction. Though, no one else but me knew we were "racing!"

My Favorites List

2011-08-30T21:28:00.000-07:00

1. Burt's Bees Carrot Nutritive Night Creme--smells good and I just know it's getting rid of my eye wrinkles!
2. Bike Snob--I read this a while ago. It's a fun, quick read. Sure to be appreciated by those who love to cycle and snarky humor
3. Curbed SF--All things happening on the streets of SF. Plus, the mega mansions for sale with photos...I can dream, right!?
4. Trampled by Turtles--these MN boys tug my heart a little, make me want to dance, plus I kind of have a crush on the lead singer.
5. Boden Scarf--Really, Boden anything...

Santa Barbara Lovin'

2011-08-26T21:36:00.000-07:00

A few weeks back, RC, MD and I packed up the car with bikes for a weekend in Santa Barbara, to visit MC, who finally, after traveling the world, settled long enough for us to catch up with her. It was Fiesta in Santa Barbara, and downtown was crazy--a parade, confetti stuffed cascarones (I'm still finding confetti!), tango, and tacos! The four of us are the founding members of Team Tacos and Beer bike team, so of course we headed out for a ride Saturday morning. MC always "forgets" how hilly the ride she suggests (her birthday ride up Mt Tam), and she didn't disappoint us. By the end, the sun was peaking out as we rode along the coast and up, up, up, up to the house. We relaxed by the pool for a bit, got our legs back, and then headed downtown to Fiesta!

Viva la Fiesta!

Heading out!

The Ride

2011-08-14T10:25:00.000-07:00

Check out this great doc! Amazing Race host, Phil Keoghan, rode from Los Angeles to New York City, averaging 100 miles per day. The Ride, captures the trek, which raised money for multiple sclerosis (MS), follows Keoghan and his caravan battling wind, rain, mountains, doubt, emotions, friendship, and love. The ride stopped in multiple cities along the way to spread the word about MS and hear stories of local folks living with the disease--which I am sure were inspiring and yet, heartbreaking to hear. For those who've taken part in an athletic endeavor that has tested every inch of your body--physically, and ounce of your spirit--emotionally, you'll appreciate this film. I've done a few century (bike) rides, I cannot fathom doing it everyday for 40+ days. The film did capture the emotional stress of the ride, but actually, I thought it was relatively small compared to what I'd expect. I understand only so much can be shown in a film, and there was likely thousands of hours of film that had to be cut. And there is so much more of the story that needed to be told. An inspiring film--both from the riders and those along the course living with MS; plus, Keoghan keeps his wacky sense of humor throughout the film.

Carlson Kids in SF

2011-08-11T21:03:00.000-07:00

Well, the "older" Carlson kids!

My parents came to town for my race & we had a lot of fun just hanging out and catching up, exploring, drinking coffee and chatting, cheering on the Giants, and driving all over Northern California!

Ironman!!

2011-08-08T09:18:00.000-07:00

I made it!

Wow! I can't believe it's all over. Last week, between vacation, my parents in town, trying to catch up with work, and then more vacation, I am just getting to post about my race.

My parents came to SF Thursday of race week and we drove right up to Santa Rosa where we stayed for the weekend. Friday morning, we drove to the start of the swim, Johnson's Beach, in Guernville, and I got in a short swim. The swim took place in the Russian River, where at this particular place, it can get very shallow. For me, it helped that I could see (and touch!) the bottom at times, and I could stand up if I needed. After the swim we drove to Windsor High School, the bike/run transition and the finish line, so I could pick up my race packet and set up my run clothing in the transition. That night, we had a wonderful dinner at Rosso Pizza . I felt well prepared as far as having all of my gear, food and clothing ready for the race.

Race morning came too quickly and we were up at 4am. My bike felt a little "off" since we had to take both wheels off to get it into the car (for the ride up), so I was anxious about my brakes rubbing and gears not shifting well, so I stopped by the mechanic tent for a "therapy session." I am not sure the guy really did anything to fix my bike, except he made it seem like he did, which was good enough for me.

The swim--1:15:
The swim began in waves, 3 minutes apart, so I started with about 100 30-34 year old gals. I had a moment after the start where I began to panic, which always happens, I had to calm myself down and do breaststroke for a few minutes. It honestly was the only time during the race I wanted to quit and the only time I thought I wouldn't finish. The past 7 months flashed before my eyes--the training, the cold Bay swims, the lack of social life (!)--and I told myself to "get going!" The course was a double loop, and on the second time around the turn-around buoy, I looked up and saw RQ. She looked over at me and causally said, "hi," as though she knew I was there all along. I didn't really know how to gauge the effort of my swim, and I knew it wasn't worth going out hard, since I'd burn myself out for the entire race. So, I swam at a pace that I felt comfortable and in control. Could I have swum faster? Probably. But, I felt really good, I enjoyed the swim, and I had a lot of energy left for the rest of the day.

The bike--7:11:
I could feel my calves cramping, during the swim, so at the transition, I ate 2 bananas as quickly as I could! The cramps took me a little off guard and I was a little worried I would continue to cramp the entire race. I made a plan to drink at least one water bottle between aid stations (about 25 miles apart), take a salt tablet once per hour and eat, eat, eat. I ate more during this race than I had during my training rides, which is a no-no (you're not supposed to do anything "new" on race day), but I listened to my body, and refueled according. This was a good lesson for me; I don't think I eat enough during my training rides. That I was well-fueled really helped me throughout the day. I've learned, when I am hungry (and might not "feel" it), negative thoughts begin to creep into my mind and also, I begin to get spacey or almost drunk-feeling. It's so weird, but I can't see straight!

The bike course was 2 loops. The first loop I felt great. The weather was cool and overcast. The sun began peaking out on the second loop, right about time I turned into the headwind. My pace slowed considerably. There is one major hill, Chalk Hill, which on the 2nd loop, occurs about mile 100. I felt good on it the first time, but the second time, it was pretty tough. There are signs along the road and people write encouragements in chalk on the pavement. The second loop, I couldn't even look at them...maybe I had my eyes closed (!), I don't know, but all I could do was tell myself to "pedal, pedal, pedal."

The run--4:47
Coming into the bike/run transition, I was pretty nervous about beginning the run. I knew I was tired from the bike, it was hot, and I still had 4+ hours in front of me. My parents said they were worried because I looked "so serious!" I think I was terrified. I'd made a plan to begin the run conservatively and get my legs back into it slowly. I walked through all of the aid stations, taking a sip of water or Gatorade, putting ice down my shirt, eating a grape or 5. The run course was out-and-back 3 times, which actually made it seem a little more do-able--breaking it into 8+ mile loops. Plus, I could see all of folks I knew in the race at various points in the loops. It was a huge boost to run by them and high-five or offer (and receive) words of encouragement. By my second loop, I felt great. But about 6 miles to go I had to visit the porta-potty, which I did twice more in the last 3 miles. I think it was the combination of too many "energy" foods (gels, bloks, bars, etc), and the fact I was exercising for 13 hours! My body was beginning to rebel.

I finished in 13:30. As I ran to the finish line, I was overcome with emotion. This had been a goal since I'd seen the race on TV as a kid. I'd made a promise to myself about 4 years ago that I would do an Ironman when I turned 30...so this was it!

The next morning, our group (racers, parents, fans) went had a wonderful brunch at Zazu. It was so fun to hear everyone's race "war" stories. We laughed and commiserated with each other.

My parents were such great sports during the entire weekend. I was a bundle of nerves; I am sure I not always pleasant to be around. They literally waited for 13 hours for me--yelling support, holding wetsuits, picking up clothing and bikes--they were so great. I am so, so thankful they were there for me. It was a tough day and knowing they were cheering gave me a little extra boost. They probably would have preferred I finish in 10 hours, but they would have waited 16 for me.

Will I do another one? Yeah, I will. When--I don't know. But I learned so much about myself during this entire process--training and racing. I might sound kooky, but there is so much power in positive self-talk. I "told" myself I would do something and I did it--whether it was another hill, a rainy training run, or a Bay swim in 56-degree water--more importantly, I think, I didn't give myself another option. I was going to do it. Or, when doubt began to creep in, I was able to find a way to bring myself back and refocus.

Getting into our wetsuits

Bike/run transition

Yeah, I look scared...about to begin the run

Half of my cheer team!

grrr....

Dad and I at the finish

At the finish...we're smiling...it couldn't have been that bad, right?!

Here goes...

2011-07-27T21:16:00.000-07:00

Saturday is race day! Wow, I can't believe it's almost here. I am terrified, excited, and nervous. I really don't know what to expect, and can only hope my training has paid off. This week has been a lot less training--taper--and quite honestly, I feel like crap--I can't sleep and I am more sore than ever! Weird. Though, I've read this is supposed to happen. As long as I feel refreshed by race day, I'll take the achy joints and sleeplessness.

I have been making lists upon lists of what I need for the swim, bike, and run, plus what I'll need for the 2 transitions--swim/bike and bike/run transitions. A lot of courses have one transition for all, so that this course has 2, makes it a little unique and makes planning that much more essential. I have my nutrition (drink mixes for water bottles, salt tablets, gels, Clif bars, bloks, chips) for the bike and run in labeled bags. It's well known that you shouldn't try anything new (food, clothing, shoes) on race day. So, I am sticking to what has worked in training. Plus, there is something called "special needs" bags, which may be filled with anything--food, drinks, etc--and are brought to other areas on the course, usually mid-course. I am going to put the foods I normally eat and then add a bag of chips, just in case I get sick of everything else, I'll have a "special" treat. It's supposed to be really hot on Saturday too, so I have to drink a lot on the bike and continue on the run.

I'll work tomorrow, finish packing, get out for a quick swim, clean, and then my parents arrive early evening! We'll eat dinner and then head up to the hotel. Friday, I'll check out the swim course, make sure my bike is in working order, pick up my race packet and check out the race expo, and hopefully, leave a lot of time for me to sit with my legs up and elevated, and go over any last minute details.

And then, Saturday is 'go' bright and early.

Saturday Morning at the Farmer's Market

2011-07-24T21:22:00.000-07:00

Yesterday morning, I decided I need a change of scenery, so I biked to the gym and began my run from there. I ran along the water, over the draw-bridge, around the Giants stadium, past downtown to North Beach. I even got a high-five from another runner! I headed back and had a quick swim. Afterward, I made my way to the Ferry Building Farmer's Market, ate yummy peaches, walked for a bit and took in the sights.

Sauerkraut!

Yes, we have a retro rocket-ship in SF!

Happy

2011-07-22T08:04:00.000-07:00

Recently I had the chance to catch Happy, a documentary on what makes people happy and the perception of happiness. This film studied and interviewed people--poor and rich, educated and not-- all over the world, asking them what makes them happy. Really, when it comes down to it, as the film shows, happiness is not having money or "things" or cars, actually quite the opposite. The Indian rickshaw driver is just as happy as the "average" American. He lives in a hut with 2 walls and hauls people around in the heat of India; yet, he is happy--he has a family and feels loved and valued in his village community.

Bhutan measures happiness instead of GDP, and has the one of the highest rates of "happy" people. Tokyo, on the other hand is the least happy place, mostly because people are working themselves to death--literally.

I walked away feeling hopeful, shameful, thankful, refreshed, and yes, happy. The film put my life into perspective. I get caught up in wanting more, thinking my life would be "better" if I had more, especially living here where people make as much per month as I do each year. Are those people happy? I don't know. As bad as things get (or my perception of "bad"), I have a pretty good life. I have people who love me, great friends, supportive family, freedom to make my own decisions, live where I choose, and importantly, I am employed.

The reality is, happiness is relative and perception. The things that make us (or me at least) happy aren't things, usually, and don't cost a lot.

My "happy"
--Going to the Farmer's Market
--Drinking coffee with my parents
--Cycling with my friends
--A letter from my aunt
--Sunshine on my skin

Yes, those are happy and money can't buy them for me.

Check out the film.

What's your happy?

Double Dipsea

2011-06-27T07:34:00.000-07:00

RQ and I ran the Double Dipsea on Saturday. This famous trail race begins in Stinson Beach climbs over and down to Mill Valley and back. 14.7 miles of hills, roots, streams, bridges, trail, fun, and stairs. Did I mention stairs? I seemed to have forgotten the stairs after last year's race. My quads sure remember now! It's a handicap race, meaning that older men and women, and young kids start the race first. The (generally) speedy 20-30 year old men and women begin toward the back, and try to make up the time difference. Whoever crosses the finish line first, wins. There were some fast runners (including RQ, who won her age group!); I wish I could run as fast on the roads as they do on the trails!

At the finish--tired but happy!

'Gin & Juice' takes on Best of Bay

2011-06-21T07:02:00.000-07:00

This past Saturday, my riding buddies, RQ, CS, MB, and I road the Best of Bay (Bob) century. Put on by the Cherry City Cyclists, parts of this route were included in Stage 2 of the 2006 Tour of California.There was 102 miles and 8000' of elevation gain, beautiful scenery through the Oakland Hills, Fremont, Orinda. The ride began in the East Bay, and we were able to take BART (train) to/from the start.

Gin & Juice (w/o Mike Mix-a Lot) touring the Oakland Hills

The day was absolutely beautiful; sunny and in the 70's. We were some of the youngest riders, or that we saw anyway. We were some of the last riders of the entire group (we started later!), so we helped "close" all the rest stops on our way through. Every 25 miles or so, there was a rest stop with water, food, restrooms. Lunch was served in Sunol at mile 75-ish.The course had a few tough climbs, but for the most part, it seemed we had a lot of down-hill, which was fun!

To entertain ourselves, we decided we needed rapper-names (like 90's hip hop singers)--maybe out of boredom of sitting on a bike for 7 hours or lack of electrolytes! Either way, 'Gin and Juice' was born. Q-Funk, Mike Mix-a-Lot, DJ Cooleo, and me, The Professor--yeah, we're pretty hard-core. We made it a rule that anyone else riding with us also had to come up with his/her own rapper-name. We didn't try to rap though...that may have been embarrassing, but very entertaining!

It was a fun day. The company was great. Rides like this help break up the monotony of long training rides.

What Facebook would look like in real life

2011-06-10T21:11:00.000-07:00

This video is so funny...kind of makes me wonder about how absurd Facebook and Twitter are...and how much time I spend on them!

Yogi tea says:

2011-06-07T09:33:00.000-07:00

My Yogi tea bag today says:

"Your greatness is measured by your gifts, not by what you have."

Yogi tea bag

2011-06-06T10:41:00.000-07:00

One of my favorites from my Yogi tea bag:

Travel light, live light, spread the light, be the light.

Happy Memorial Day

2011-05-30T20:56:00.000-07:00

Happy Memorial Day to everyone. Thank you to those who have served. I read somewhere today, "honor the warriors, not the war." Well said.

This morning, I took full advantage of the day off and walked around the neighborhood. I don't remember the last time I did this....went for a walk without an agenda or some destination. I guess my only "destination" this morning was coffee! I used the opportunity to take a few photos. A friend of mine always says she wants to start recording the city in photos. She's lived in SF most of her life, so she has definitely seen it change. Like any city, over the years, parking lots become condos, the pet store on the corner becomes a barber shop, the Chinese restaurant welcomes a new chef, becomes a hot-spot, and is written up in the New York Times (and consequently requires a 3-week in-advance reservation!)--All of these have happened within 2-blocks of my apartment. These changes happen slowly and subtly, and we don't even notice the neighborhood changing.

I also wanted to record my neighborhood for the quirkiness, art, and the fact that is has changed in the 3 years I have been here. Here is a walk around the neighborhood:

Sidewalk art on Cumberland St

Women's Building mural

Dr. Suess-ish building mural!

2 Months to Go!

2011-05-30T15:08:00.001-07:00

So today marks 2 months to my race. Wow. It still feels so far away, yet way too close. I have feelings of anticipation, fear, humility, excitement

Some days, I feel ready. This usually happens after a good run or swim. Maybe it's the endorphins, I don't know!?

Some days, I feel absolute panic. I am not going to be ready. What have I gotten myself into? It's so, so far.

When I am really tired, I make "deals" with myself. Ok, 2000 meters, and then, if you're tired, you can get out of the pool. Run for 20 minutes and turn around; if you feel good, run 30 minutes. Just get out on your bike...go get a coffee in Fairfax (30 miles). These "deals" get me out the door and then, I usually end up going farther since I feel pretty good when I am finally out. I think the huge motivator is that I don't want to be mid-race and think, I shouldn't have skipped those swim workouts or I was being a wimp when I didn't go the entire bike ride.

I also have come to realize the importance and power of positive self-talk. I probably sound like a quack. But it's amazing; if I keep telling myself something over and over, I start to believe it...."you feel fine, you feel fine. you're strong, you feel fine." Crazy, but it works. Maybe it's the depleted glycogen-stores in my body, and my brain not having enough "energy" to argue! And I just don't give myself another option. I will do something, not "if" or "maybe."

I have been wearing my Boston Red Sox hat on my brick runs (30 minute runs after a 5-6 hour bike; helps get legs used to the transition), pulling it really low on my head, over my eyes. And as crazy as it sounds, I feel like no one can "see" me (maybe it's because I can't really see them!), but I feel like it gives me more energy and a little "push" when I'm feeling terrible. The first 15 minutes are usually pretty painful since my legs have been used to cycling for so long. I know, it sounds completely bizarre...that I think this hat is somehow helping me get through a run. Yes, I realize, especially after I type it! But at this point, I have to play a lot of mind games with myself because I am so tired and I have (only!) 2 months left.

Maybe others have similar "games" they play with themselves. Like: Ok, I'll clean the living room during Jack Johnson's "To the Sea." Or I'll wash the car and then get an ice cream cone! I am for whatever works!

Wipeout

2011-05-29T13:40:00.000-07:00

Today, as I turned the corner to 18th St (my Street), only about 4 minutes left to go in my run, I noticed the yarn store on the corner, and a woman, walking on the sidewalk ahead, wearing a very pretty knit sweater. Maybe she came from the yarn store. As I was passing her, I tripped and totally wiped out. Like a sliding wipe out. Ouch.

Every few months, I fall on my runs. It's embarrassing and sometimes painful but more embarrassing. I am not exactly sure why it happens; it usually happens near the end of my runs, and maybe I am not paying enough attention to the cracks and unevenness. Of course, it always happens around people. In the past year, I have fallen 3-4 times (this is the 2nd fall on 18th St). I have NEVER seen another runner fall, or even anyone fall, for that matter, when I am out. I think no else falls. Besides me. Embarrassing.

This one today really hurt. It was all I could do not to cry. The woman in the pretty knit sweater said softly to me, "take your time getting up, dear." I did too. Then I just got up and walked (hobbled) down the sidewalk, telling myself not to cry. I didn't even thank her, which I feel badly about now. Though, at the time, I couldn't really talk. Luckily, only scrapes and bruises. So, yes falls happen. I need to pay better attention.

Go Giants!

2011-05-27T08:13:00.000-07:00

MJ, RC and I ventured to the Giants game this week. We bundled up in our puffy vests and scarves for the SF "summer wind!" The Giants ended up losing, but we had a great time, enjoyed ballpark hot dogs, beers, and people-watching. Just off first base, we were waiting for a high foul ball, and had our mits ready...We didn't see one!

Bundled up for the game!

Trampled by Turtles

2011-05-27T08:00:00.000-07:00

MN-based band Trampled by Turtles made a stop at The Independent in SF last week. I went with a few friends & we had a blast.

Tourists

2011-05-14T20:08:00.000-07:00

San Francisco is ranked the No. 1 destination in the U.S. by the readers of Condé Nast Traveler.

So, it may seem that I frequently complain about tourists, have been known to hit one with my bike (hey, not entirely my fault!), and I might claim that I *never* act like one, when I actually am...But here in San Francisco, tourists are everywhere. I don't go to Fisherman's Wharf, because there are too many tourists. I have never been to Ghirardelli Square. I ride my bike over the Bridge early in the morning to avoid the tour-bus-unload of Boy Scouts or retirees. I'd rather go to Sonoma County than Napa because of the lines. I never understood why people lived in the North Beach neighborhood (City Lights bookstore and Italian restaurants are magnets), until I actually discovered the most amazingly quaint side streets with cafes and local clothing designers (which I don't think are highlighted in Frommers, so we might be safe for a bit).

Does this make me a bad person because I admit this? Do I sound snobby? I hope not. After all, I am a tourist from time to time, and I guess I was even one at one point here in SF.

But tourism IS a big deal here. A $8.6 billion dollar per year "big deal." Of course every restaurant, trinket-selling, "bike the Bridge" renting bike shop thinks it's a big deal. Since the locals like me stay away, these folks wouldn't exist if not for the "I (heart) SF" sweatshirt wearing (and buying) crowd. Annually, there are 15,920,000 visitors to SF. According to a 7x7 article, "more than half of the 14 percent hotel tax goes straight to paving our roads, hiring our police force, maintaining our parks, and supporting our social services." Whoa! I might argue (just for the sake), that one more percentage could go to the roads--every cyclist and motorist here would likely agree!

So, while I know the economy of SF depends on tourism, and I am one myself, and I am trying not be be such a crab about it. I've created a few rules to follow when visitng a new place:

1. The same traffic rules apply when you're on vacation. If you want someone (car, bike, bus) to stop for you, please use the crosswalk. Don't be mad if no one stops for you when you're jetting between parked cars in the middle of the street. And don't be surprised if you get hit. Also, depending on the country, traffic flows in a certain direction--follow it.

2. Do not walk with your head pointed upward, mouth open, completely oblivious to any one/thing around you. Don't do this as you hold your camera in front of you. Don't do any/all of this on a bike while crossing the Golden Gate Bridge.

3. Remember, you're not the only person/group visiting. Don't be rude.

4. Other people actually live there. Treat it like you'd want people to treat your town.

5. Don't litter.

6. Don't forget your manners.

7. Ask the locals for advice on restaurants, shops, neighborhoods to wander through; likely they'll be your
best source of information, and you'll get the gems of the city.

8. Try the local cuisine.

9. Wear appropriate clothing for your vacation. Heels probably are not a good idea for NYC. Yes, Carrie does it, but she's a local and she's fictional. Check the weather before you go. San Francisco is not warm. Yes, it's California, but it's not warm. Bring a sweater. Or, you'll have to buy a "I (heart) SF" sweatshirt--you'll never wear it again and everyone will know you're a tourist.

10. If ever in question, see number 6.

So, that's it. I know, I'll stop being so crabby about tourists. Just follow my rules! Please.

My Favorites List

2011-04-30T08:36:00.000-07:00

1. Wireless mouse. Where have you been my whole life (well, my whole computer-using life)? How come no one told me how great they were?!

2. Sunny mornings. Sunny evenings.

3. Google Maps. I know, it's not new, but I probably use it 3-5 times per day. Bike commuters, like me, can even use it to find best-bike routes. Here in SF, the bus-route option is more accurate than the local bus company's site! I have made city-specific, work maps for my colleagues.

4. Sunset Magazine. Great ideas for West Coast restaurants, outdoor adventures, local shops, gardening projects, recipes.

5. Receiving hand-written notes. I also love sending them too. In our tech world, it's so much easier to send an email, text, twitter, sign in on Foursquare,"Like," etc. But there is something so sweet and comforting about receiving a pretty notecard from one of your favorite people. Love!

Andrea: 4. Boys: -1

2011-04-28T21:18:00.000-07:00

Yesterday I got wrapped up in a conference call for the entire day, which luckily was being hosted on the East Coast, which meant 3 hours of afternoon left for me! I planned the rest of my day so that I could make it by bike to the bridge by 3:30pm when the bike side opens for cyclists. Otherwise, I have to battle the tourists, tourists on bikes, and other cyclists on the east side (I am still a little "sore" from the last tourist I hit!). The wind has been so strong this week. I felt that it was against me for the entire first half of my ride, and I'd hoped at mid-point I'd get a little reprieve. No luck. It was against all the way home too.

On any ride, I am passed by dozens of other cyclists. I always wonder how they got so fast! And maybe I pass a few too. I get a little energized when I can whiz by a guy. However, I've noticed that guys don't take it well when they're passed by girls. Yesterday, on the uphill back to the city, I passed one guy, who'd passed me earlier (Andrea: 1 point). Then crossing over the bridge, I passed another guy. After a bit I looked back and noticed he was drafting off me, the entire way across the bridge! What nerve! He let me pass just so I could block the wind for him. (Andrea: 2 points). And he wasn't wearing a helmet. (Boys: -1 point). Farther along, and almost home, on a little uphill, I passed another guy, who called me a "showoff!" I couldn't believe it, and yelled, "Hey!" (Andrea: 1 point)....Take that, man!

A week in Paradise

2011-04-26T21:44:00.000-07:00

Last week I spent in St John....It was wonderful!

I joined my training buddy, RQ, and her parents for the week. I arrived late Monday night to a warm breeze, even on the ferry ride to the island. Something like 90% of the island is National Park, so we saw birds, donkeys (one named Blondie, liked to stand outside our window at night and make weird noises), cows and goats roaming about the entire island. In the 1800's, the island had been used to grow sugar cane, and the former plantation ruins--massive rock walls, houses, buildings--were scattered throughout the island. It made me wonder about the stories of the island. The terrain is rocky, heavily forested, and incredibly hilly. Despite the beauty, I am sure it was a insufferable place to live and work for a plantation slave.

Tuesday morning we took a long swim along the beach, in and out of the various bays, over coral, past snorkelers. My swimming buddies pointed out 2 turtles, a ray, numerous fish, sea urchins (don't step on them!), brain coral and more. I can't even remember it all! The rest of the afternoon was spent reading and lounging in the sun. We took a long hike to a nearby beach for more snorkeling. There we saw star fish and a shark, which I didn't see, thank goodness!

St John is very hilly. Coming from SF, it's very hilly! Wednesday morning during our run, we tried to determine the grade on some of the hills and figured them to be about 18%. I walked them--both ways. After our run, we had an amazing breakfast at Donkey Diner. I know, it sounds appetizing! But it was.

Attempt at a self-portrait

Underwater

That afternoon after a quick dip in the water and some reading on the beach, we took another hike to Ram's Head where we got a glimpse of the British Virgin Islands, St. Croix and amazing views of the water and surrounding beaches. We stopped for a fruity rum drink at a fun bar on the water on the way back; we made dinner and crashed.

Sweaty view from the hill top

Thursday morning, we found another beach to begin our swim. My swim buddies would point out an eagle ray or a trumpet fish, which was great since I couldn't catch it all. Swimming for 1.5 hours goes by quickly in the warm, aqua blue, fish-filled waters as compared to the pool! That afternoon, we found another beach, but unfortunately RQ ran over a huge piece of coral and cut her foot! We brought her to get cleaned up and luckily no stitches, but it did slow her down for a while.

Friday afternoon, I began my trek back to SF. It was an absolutely wonderful trip. The warmth of the sun and water, reading in the hammock, the hikes and swims, chatting with friends--all made for a super trip.

Our cottage

Tierra Bella Century

2011-04-17T12:12:00.000-07:00

Saturday, I joined a few hundred other cyclists for the Tierra Bella Century ride. This 100-miler ride started in Gilroy. I went with 4 friends and we had a blast!

There was a combination of rural and urban, sub-division and country-living, farm land and manicured lawns, hillside mansions with gated-driveways and chicken-littered front yards. We started a "list" of what we had to find on our ride--things like a twin to our bike and a cyclist from our alma mater. As we went along we added to the list, because clearly a llama and a hippo made from scrap metal should have been on it in the first place! RQ won--she "checked" the alma mater, girl with the same name, and made a connection for a potential job! It was all in good fun and keep us from getting too fixated on the road and bike (and miles!) in front of us.

CS, RQ, AC pre-ride!

About mid-way, there was a 10-mile climb that just would not end. Though, we knew at the top, a rest with water and food awaited us. After refueling, we cruised down the hill and were met with a nice headwind for 25 miles. The entire ride had 6300 feet of climbing.

A friend and I recruited others to start a pace line, where we each took turns "pulling" at the front and blocking the wind for those behind us. The pulls were pretty short--a few minutes--and then we got to rest back in the pack. We didn't realize there were several folks who joined the back and came along for the ride, a few of them came up to us afterward and thanked us for helping them though the wind! I will admit, by the end of this windy part, I'd about had it with the wind. Emotionally, I don't think I could have taken much more.

The 2nd from the top was our ride

The last 25 miles was with the wind and seemed almost downhill. Though, I am not sure if at this point I was so delusional I thought we were going downhill?! The final 10 miles the only things running through my mind were, "green light, make the light; no flats; move your legs; make circles; drink water; spin; Lilac Lane, what a nice name." Not too much substance! I just wanted to finish. We all reconvened at the end and had a quick bite to eat, filled the car up with gas and got on the road back to SF. On the way home, we chatted about the "sights," the cyclists, and the fun we had.

Ways to be Cool!!

2011-04-15T07:33:00.000-07:00

I love this..."Ways to be Cool" written by a 10-year old. Kinda puts life into perspective!

In my 10-year old days, I might have added:

Make skid marks with my bike
Do a "shoot the duck" on my roller skates
Listen to 94-WTBX (radio station) and make a mixed tape
Dress and be like my cousin Kristin

Finding a balance...bikes, life, run, life, swim...

2011-04-10T09:14:00.000-07:00

I did my first time trial bike race yesterday. While I didn't really know what to expect and how hard to push, I felt ok with the results. Well, I pretty much got last place--this is not an exaggeration--but I don't have a really fancy bike/gear, and since this was my first race, I am trying to cut myself a little slack. A time trial is a timed race, each person goes out by themselves (1 minute apart for this race), as hard as you can. It's a race against yourself, in theory--since the closest competitors are 1 minutes behind and in front--but, it's also against everyone else in your age group and division. This was a 10 mile course (5 out, 5 back), with "rolly hills" and one climb at mid-point. I didn't know how hard to push on the way out, so was probably too conservative, but the way back I knew, so I pushed a little harder. It was fun though; a good experience for me. I ride a lot at an even, conversational-pace, so hard rides and pushing my legs faster is really good for me. Plus mentally, it's really hard to keep pushing myself when I'm so tired. So, despite coming in last, I was satisfied with the effort and day.

Three of my bike teammates raced the team time trial at the same race--same concept, but with a team, obviously. They did awesome and were leading the field, until a crash about half mile to go. Scrapes and bruises, but no broken or separated body-parts, and spirits were still high. Even still they got 3rd place by only 10 seconds! They're totally awesome!

While I want to report my races and life in this blog, I also want to be able to report all aspects--Good and bad. Ups and downs. Because I don't always have a great run, even when I'm on a trail in the sun; or a good day. And something I think is a big deal today, really isn't. And when I read about it what I've written, I might be a little embarrassed I was being so trivial, but also, that I was being honest and I can grow from that. I've been accused of being "stoic" on numerous occasions. I kind of take offense to that, because I feel it's negative and that I really don't think I am. I think I am good at hiding my emotions, when I'm freaking out on the inside. It doesn't mean I'm not feeling anything.

So, here goes. Even despite the great day at the race, afterward, I had a bit of a freak out about my training. I am worried I am not going to be ready for my race. I have been doing all that I can to fit in training, work, rest and still maintain a normal life. The latter is definitely lacking (though, I figured that would happen). So yesterday, after the race, I didn't bike (I have been tired all week), but took a ride home with my teammates. The whole way home, I was aggitated because I didn't bike and I should have. I keep thinking I am not doing the training I am supposed to be doing. We stopped for lunch and I couldn't enjoy myself since I kept thinking about my training. It practically ruined my whole day. So, when I got home, it was late afternoon, I got on my (other) bike and went to run errands and work for a few hours. This was Saturday, and I couldn't relax and have fun with my friends--like normal people on a normal Saturday. And since I couldn't get my bike ride in and I was so upset, I had to go work for a few hours--just to feel like I was doing something productive. And then I was too tired to go out last night, so I stayed in. I guess, I just need to find a balance for fitting it all in and I am really struggling.

Swim Start Training Video

2011-04-07T21:55:00.000-07:00

I love this video. It's so funny! Many triathletes will tell you the swim is the toughest part of the triathlon. They may even tell you horror stories of being kicked, swum over, finger-nailed, grabbed, pulled, dunked at the start of the swim. There are legs and arms flying everywhere. This video is a spoof on preparing for the swim start of a tri.

It's kind of really funny, but kind really not (because that is about the reality!)

Causing trouble at the pool...

2011-04-04T21:48:00.000-07:00

I didn't try to, but I did.

It was an amazingly beautiful day today and everyone had the same idea--laps at the pool. The pool at my gym is outdoors and on the rooftop, which is one of the main reasons I joined, and on a day like today, it was awesome. When a lane has 2 people in it, both swimmers "split the lane," meaning they each stay on their own side and swim laps. Where there are 3 or more people in the lane, swimmers "circle" counter-clock-wise in the lane. This afternoon all of the lanes had at least 2 people in them, so one of the lifeguards started helping me find a lane. The fastest swimmers usually swim in the middle 2 lanes, the next fastest group swim in the lanes to the outside of the fast, and slowest in the lanes on the walls. This is just how it goes...I didn't make up the rules. My gym didn't create some new set of swimming rules...this is just how it goes. So a woman clearly swimming slowly (she didn't even have goggles or a swim cap) was in the second lane from the wall; she should have been in the lane on the wall. I am not a fast swimmer and I never go in the fast lanes; however, I do know I am faster than a woman who when doing the breaststroke doesn't get her face wet. She was leisurely swimming and that is fine, she and I have the same right to use the pool. Just do it in the slow lane. So when the lifeguard asked her to switch lanes, she refused, saying she was too fast for the slow lane and if she went in that lane, she wouldn't get a good workout. I told the lifeguard, ok, no problem, I'll just join her (and the other gal, who was, by the way, faster than this woman too) in the lane. We began "circling" and several times I passed this woman or went around her at the wall. Then I overheard her complaining to the lifeguard, the girl with the pink cap (me) should go in another lane! Oy!

So, I did go to another lane and apparently didn't make those people very happy either. So, the lifeguard asked me to move again! I did and I even had a lane to myself for a little while. Geez! All I wanted to do was swim.

I didn't say anything to the woman or the lifeguard, who was trying really hard to make the situation right. While I do let things get to me, I think I am pretty good at letting others roll off my back. Mostly, I think because I don't have enough room in my brain for it all! I could have said something mean to the woman, but then I would have looked like a jerk (and felt like one) and really, it wouldn't have solved anything. I don't need her crabbiness to make me crabby. I swim to get a workout and to get rid of any stress in my life, not add to it.

Moral of today: Don't be a jerk at the pool. Share. Be nice.

Hmmm..sounds a lot like kindergarten.

Headlands trail run

2011-03-27T20:26:00.000-07:00

Playing at the beach

Yesterday morning, I headed out for a trail run with RQ and a guy from her running club. We ran some of the trail of last week's 30K race, which has become my favorite run. We didn't quite want to go the entire race route, so we self-navigated, and made our own. There are stairs, gravel, mud, puddles, single track, redwoods, amazing views of Sausalito, the Pacific, Golden Gate Bridge and San Francisco. I could have been out all day, well, not really...my body wouldn't allow it....but in theory, if I could, I would have. We parked at Rodeo Beach, a popular surf stop, so after the run we ran in and through the crashing waves. The water was so cold, but felt great and helped wash off the mud from the run.

Cartwheels

Can I be a baby for 5 minutes?

2011-03-24T22:33:00.000-07:00

Ok, thanks. Really 5 minutes is all I need. It's been raining non-stop here, and since I don't have a car, I walk or bike everywhere in the rain. It gets old, and cold, and wet. So, today, I was being crabby because it was raining (and I was stressed because of work), and I couldn't run all of my errands and get to the gym without getting cold & wet.

And really, get over it, Andrea. What do I have to complain about! It's 40 and raining, not 15 and snowing, and not a earthquake and a tsunami!

But still I was being a baby. I dragged myself out the door to the gym. I wore my rain pants, 3 shirts, fleece jacket, and a raincoat, and my rain boots. A little overkill...yeah, maybe. But I wasn't cold, at least. I was late, of course, so I had to pedal as fast as I could to get there. By the time I got to spin class, I was over my crabbiness, and I used every ounce left to power me through the class. This instructor is crazy-hard--the last class I went to of hers, she told us she'd broken up with her boyfriend an hour before, which was a good thing, she said, but if class got a little intense, that was the reason! After class, I jumped in the pool for 45 minutes to get every last bit of crabbiness out of me. It worked! My pool is outdoors on the rooftop of my gym, and by the time I got up there, the rain had stopped. The sky cleared a bit, and I swear I saw blue.

I'm all good now...Thanks for letting me vent.

Pirate's Cove 30K Trail Race

2011-03-21T07:25:00.000-07:00

Post-race: Dirty, tired and happy

On Saturday, RQ and I ran the Pirate's Cove 30K trail race in Marin. I almost made us late when I miscalculated our departure time; luckily, I'd packed my bags the night before, so I scrambled out the door. I've been spacey lately and I can't seem to remember anything unless I write it down! Anyway, the race was right across the Golden Gate Bridge in the Headlands, one of my favorite places to run. And we made it with plenty of time!

The forecast called for rain, but it looked like it might hold off, until about 15 minutes before the race when it began. I might even make a case the the drops I saw flying by my head were hail, though I didn't see evidence on the ground. I was cold & wet at the beginning and contemplated running 20K (instead of the 30K). RQ suggested we start out and see how we feel as the race went along. By the time the cutoff to where I could have shortened my race, I was having too much fun to turn. The rain came and went the entire race, but nothing more than sprinkles at any given time. We took turns telling stories the first 10K and recruited a guy running near us to join. He fell back after a while, and I think it's because he didn't want to tell any more. My speedster running buddy took off mid-way, so I kept to my trail-running race plan of walking up big hills and running the rest. It works well for me. I had a blast. I felt like I was "playing" the entire race, well, up to about 2 miles to go, when my legs and back started to let me know I'd abused them enough for the day. All in all, great race!

Dip in the Bay

2011-03-14T09:58:00.000-07:00

Sunday morning, I joined one of the local running groups for their weekend meet-up. We ran through the Presidio, up along the ocean, through the Redwoods, up and down trails, past the kids on the playground, and along the Marina. Afterward, a friend and I had planned to do a swim in the Bay at Aquatic Park--just a quick dip--get in and get out. There is a local, members-only swim club near the area we always swim. The members are the crazy folks that swim in the Bay without wetsuits. My friend had heard we could pay a few dollars and use the club before and after our swim--more importantly, this meant a shower and sauna afterward. I didn't have to race home for a shower--cold and with blue lips! We made our way over to the club after our run, and found out the club was closed to guests on Sundays. The woman at the door let us in anyway; maybe it was the desperation on our faces or she felt sorry we'd carried all of our gear there. At any rate, the members of the club were extremely friendly. We soon found out we were the only ones in wetsuits, and we got the "oh, you must be new" nod-smiles as we made our way to the beach. I didn't let it bother me. I couldn't. We said hello to a man in a speedo suit on the beach getting ready for his swim. It was all I could do not to shriek from the cold as I entered the water. I didn't want the man to think I was a wimp.

We did one lap around the buoys, like last week. It wasn't so bad, after the first 5 minutes. I seem to forget how cold it is, every time. We got out and enjoyed a sauna and shower. One of these times, we'll have to jump on our bikes after our swim, but the warmth was a nice way to end the workout!

"You made my day"

2011-03-08T09:34:00.000-08:00

I was told I made someone's day today...And I didn't do anything spectacular! A guy from one of our work partners, member organizations, and huge proponent of our organization, called requesting stats for a presentation he was giving. I told him I would update his slides with our most recent numbers. He told me I made his day. I kind of laughed and hung up. But, then I got to thinking, it feels really nice to "make someone's day." Not to say, someone else won't also make his day, and who knows, maybe he tells everyone this. But still. As "customer service" is a pretty big part of my work, without it being written into my job description, I work with a lot of people on a daily basis, and it is hard to please everyone. It's nice to hear that I've actually helped someone.

I have to remind myself to tell people when they "make my day." It feels really nice to hear.

Oakland Hills, Minneapolis, San Francisco, Sebastapol, Nicasio--all in one week!

2011-03-06T15:14:00.000-08:00

I've been feeling tired lately...well, more than that, fatigued, might be the right word. And while I am not 25 anymore and can't bounce back like I used to, I'd thought I was in pretty good shape. My diet and/or hydration can be partly to blame as well--I have not been as diligent about either. Still, I am a little bummed to come to terms with this fatigue. My training is ramping up, but I am still only about 1/4 the way in; I have a lot left--in terms of mileage and workouts (and the actual race!). I spend anywhere from 8-12 hours each week training, so I can understand being tired, but not bouncing back is what has made me worry. And my training will only increase here on out.

After I ran the Redwood Park 30K trail race last Saturday, I woke up on Sunday morning and knew there was no way I was getting on my bike and/or doing anything physical that day! I was taking the "red-eye" flight to Minnesota later in the day, so while exercise would ensure I could sleep well on the plane, I just could not do it. I spent most of the day reading and watching TV on Hulu on my computer.

While in MN last week, I had a few good workouts--fun run along the river with my brother, a spin class and swim at the gym--but mostly, I took it really easy. (I got to catch up and visit with friends and family too, which was so awesome.) Mostly hoping to get rid of this "tired-feeling" I have in my legs. Friday night, I flew back to SF, and jumped in my friend's car and we drove up to Sebastapol, where our bike team had a "launch party" at a bike shop (and a sponsor). It gave us a chance to meet our sponsors and Board, and chat about the upcoming season. A few of my cycling teammates are also training for Ironman races, so we checked in and compared notes about training and life. I discovered they're tired too! Great--well, no, not "great..." But I felt relieved, I'd say, that I was not the only one who's tired! They're teetering the line between feeling over-trained, mentally exhausted, trying to keep up with life and non-training activities...So, I could relate. We all discussed that we do know our bodies and minds and while it's hard to step back and relax and take a break, sometimes, it's the only thing to do. For me, I've always been go, go, go...And then I get so tired that I just hit the wall. This "balance" is so hard for me to find. It's going to be essential though, for me, in order to get through the next 4 months of work, training, travel, friends, and life.

Saturday was my first time I was on my bike in a week. It felt good to get out. We rode to Nicasio, a small, ranch town in the North Bay. Each time, we stop at Rancho Nicasio, a general store, bar/restaurant where cyclists, tourists, motorcyclists, locals all stop to refuel. I think Rancho Nicasio is the town of Nicasio. Next to it are a ball park, church and cemetery.

Finally, after my run this morning, my training buddy, RQ, and I braved a swim in the Bay. We parked at Aquatic Park, ran out and back, and then started the "workout" of getting into our wetsuits. I think it took longer to get into the suits than our actual swim! Our goal was just to get in the water, which was 52-degrees. We did, and completed one lap around the inner buoys. We jumped out of the water and out of our wetsuits as quick as possible. We drove home with the heat on high!

Good Morning SF

2011-02-22T10:05:00.000-08:00

Given that soon I will have to begin doing 2/day workouts to fit my training into my schedule, and given that I have gotten out of the habit of early morning workouts (this is easy to do when working at home and having the option of "sneaking" out for a run/bike in the middle of the day), I figured I should start to train myself to get up and outside. I used to be great at waking up and practically running out the door, so I know I can do it, it's just a matter of getting back into the habit.

So, it wasn't that easy this morning...I had to check email, eat a few grapes and drink coffee first, but I made it out right after 8am. I did my "hill workout," which is a 3.5 mile run up to Noe Valley, a cute family neighborhood, with a few good "rollers" as I think they're called. I call them hills--they make me breath hard. "Rolling" to me means--Sunday-drive, this is fun, I'm hardly breathing, are we already at the top?--kind of hill. There aren't many "rolling" hills in San Francisco! On the up side, on this run, I am rewarded with an awesome view of the city both on the way out and back. I'll have to remember to bring my camera next time.

Right after I started my run, at a stoplight, I saw a cyclist get hit by a car. It didn't appear the cyclist got hurt, just a little bruised, and likely a bent bike. But the woman driver was going too fast trying to make the yellow light. And the cyclist may have jumped the green light a bit...It's hard to say exactly. I wasn't paying that close attention until after the crash had happened. Another cyclist and pedestrians, along with the driver of the car all checked out the cyclist to make sure he was ok.

It made me think how I take for granted that cars will stop for me when I'm running, walking, cycling. I can do everything correctly, but I just never know when the car driver doesn't see me. Especially in the morning and evening when the sun creates a glare right in the line of vision, and people are in a hurry before and after work. I need to be more aware of cars around me and similarly when I drive, aware of the pedestrians, runners, and cyclists using the roads. Hitting someone, even if it's just a scratch (good case scenario) will make me later and cause me more problems in the long run, than if I'd just slowed down in the first place.

Things I love this week!

2011-02-20T21:03:00.000-08:00

The simple pleasures...

1. Fender for my bike. Prevents the muddy, wet splatter on my bum and back!

2. Nut thins. BBQ--yummy, crunchy crackers

3. Hulu. To watch TV and movies on my computer

4. Sunshine

Sonoma County Team Camp

2011-02-14T09:01:00.000-08:00

This weekend, I attended the team camp for the bike team I joined this year, Early Bird Women's Developmental Team. We stayed in a cute cabin, next to a river in a tiny little town, Monte Rio, in Sonoma County. We all showed up on Friday night in time for team photos & planning for the rest of the weekend.

Camp Day 1

Oh my! This was the hardest ride of my life. The morning started pretty chilly (for here) at 34-degrees, so we bundled up with multiple layers. We started out on a flat, warming our legs up, but after about 10 miles, we began to climb, for what seemed like 3 hours. Really, this is not an exaggeration. Despite this, the ride was absolutely beautiful. We made our way north then over to the coast where we followed the stunning coastline and hooked up to Highway 1 for a bit. We added another climb about mid-ride that took us through farmland and country, past the little black lambs chasing their mothers, past horses and cows. A dad of one of the girls rode behind us in his car in case we had flat tires, needed to shed clothing, refill water bottles--it was so nice of him and reassuring to know we had support if we needed it. We stopped in Occidental at an adorable bakery to refuel on smoothies. That evening we hung out, chatted about the season, made dinner, and relaxed.

Camp Day 2
We rode through Sonoma County wine country over the rolling hills, through the vineyards. We simulated a road bike race, so worked on our team strategies, drafting, descending and ascending. This ride we focused on cadence (leg speed) and overall speed. Even though we didn't have the monster climbs of the day before, it was incredibly intense, and we still rode about 55 miles at a fast clip. We had one of our sponsors ride his motorbike with the lead group for support, and a teammate's mom drove her car in the rear.

Korbel Winery

We got our team kits (outfits for cycling) this weekend. We wore them on our training rides, and we looked really sharp. I really felt like I was a part of a team, especially with the "support" cars. As always, I learned a lot--keeping my legs moving, refueling, cornering, catching people on the descents.

On the way home, since we were in wine country, we stopped for a quick "pick up" of sparkling wine at Korbel Winery. The grounds filled with budding and flowering trees and shrubs, shaded a bit overhead by the redwoods--it was beautiful.

Things I love this week...

2011-02-10T08:03:00.000-08:00

1. The King's Speech warmed my heart.

2. Peanut Butter Luna Protein bars. 12grams of protein. I have been eating these before my long bikes and runs. Yummy!

3. My flannel sheets.

4. Arm warmers! For biking, cycling. Genius.

5. Exit through the Gift Shop, a documentary about street art, particularly in Los Angeles. Banksy.

Biking, running weekend

2011-02-07T08:12:00.000-08:00

Saturday, a few friends & I rode from SF to Nicasio, a cute little ranch, hippie town in Marin. According to Wikipedia, it is an unincorporated "community" of about 1000 people and it was where Grateful Dead musician, Jerry Garcia was when he died.

Anyway, round trip from my place, the ride was about 68 miles. The weather has been unseasonably warm and dry, and the day was beautiful. Our turn-around point was Rancho Nicasio, where we were joined by cyclists and motor-bikers stopping to refuel. After drinks & food, a quick stop in the porta-potty, and a pose for the camera, we were on our way again. Only one flat occurred, and our "pit crew" (us) fixed it in record time. We got back to SF in time to enjoy some of the afternoon sunshine.

Sunday, I ran the Kaiser Permanente 1/2 Marathon. The race took place mostly in Golden Gate Park, plus an added loop around the Panhandle and 6 mile jaunt along Ocean Beach. The weather was amazing. We don't get many beautiful days in SF, especially along the water, and especially in February. By the time the race began, the temp was near 70-degrees. Whoa, I am not used to the heat! I ran with a pace-group (a group leader runs a set mile time for the entire race) for a 1:45 finish time. The "pacers" usually hit the mile marks perfectly timed, carry balloons to distinguish the group, and chat the entire race! I asked our pacer to tell us jokes, which weren't "good" by any stretch, but we'd been warned. The jokes did help pass the time! I finished the race a head of the pace group. It was a such a beautiful day that I took my time biking home from the race.

It begins...Week 1

2011-01-31T19:37:00.000-08:00

185 days.

I have signed up for an Ironman distance triathlon called Vineman, which will take place on July 30, 2011, in Guerneville, CA. This includes a 2.4 mile swim, a 112 mile bike, followed by a marathon...I'd always told myself I'd sign up for an Ironman when I turned 30. Well, here I am. Luckily, this triathlon is just outside of Napa, so I can train on the course as it draws closer. Right now, I am terrified at what I have signed myself up to do. So, I will use this blog to record my training, in addition to the happenings of my everyday life. I am sure there will be tears, triumph, frustration, elation, and every emotion in between. It will be a humbling rewarding experince, whatever happens along the way. So it begins...

I think I have seen it all...

2011-01-12T20:59:00.000-08:00

Today, on my way to meet RC for a bike ride, I rode up behind a man who sounded like he was talking to himself. This is not out of the ordinary--I've seen people talking to themselves, singing, or humming while biking. Then I realized the man was talking to the small green parrot that was sitting on his shoulder! Whoa! My dad says, "it takes all kinds." Yes. It made me wonder if there are "normal" things that I do that make other people shake their heads in amazement or bewilderment....Guess I can only hope!

Winter Wonderland

2011-01-01T19:16:00.000-08:00

Happy New Year!!

This afternoon, my parents & I went cross-country skiing near their house. There are miles of trails literally 5 minutes from their house. I had not skied in years, but it felt great to get out of the house and into the fresh air. And it's kind of like riding a bike, you never really forget. Despite the 5-degree temp, we stayed warm due to the numerous layers of clothing, the exercise, and being tucked in the woods & out of the wind. After we made one loop, my friends happened to show up to ski, so I took another lap with them.


Sarah & Andrea

Mom & Dad

Merry Christmas!

2010-12-25T19:01:00.000-08:00

This morning, after our coffee, my parents, brother & I took a ride to our cabin. The road is not plowed all of the way, so we parked and walked the rest. Snow was probably at least 2' deep. The trees were frosty & beautiful and it was so serene; it was much so fun to be outside!

Merry Christmas!

Happy Birthday Dad!!

2010-12-10T21:01:00.000-08:00

Happy Birthday to the coolest guy I know! :)

North Face Challenge Trail Marathon

2010-12-05T10:18:00.000-08:00


Andrea after the race--4:58.38

Yesterday I ran the North Face Challenge Trail Marathon in Marin County, CA. Essentially it's in my "backyard," (or maybe that's "front yard"...) just over the Golden Gate Bridge in the Golden Gate National Recreational Area. Over two days, there were a 50 miler, 50K, Marathon, 1/2 Marathon, 10K and 5K races. This is a series of races, taking place from May to December, that are run on trails in various parts of the country--Madison; Washington DC; Bear Mountain, NY; Atlanta; and SF. This one is the "championship" race of the series, attracting elite trail & ultra-distance runners from all over the world. The winners (man & woman) of the 50-miler each received $10,000! Obviously, they let the "common" folks enter too.

Over the past months, I'd been slowly increasing my mileage, but had been doing my training runs on the road. Since my last trail race was back in June, and my lack of preparation on trails, I was very nervous about the race. It's a very challenging course, with several intense climbs and descents. I made a promise to myself to keep my cool and not get caught up in the race excitement. It's easy to feed into the other racers' adrenaline and start out too quickly. I knew I'd never get through the day if I did. So, I started very conservatively. I'd run part of the course--one of my absolute favorite places to run--many times, so I knew kind of what to expect. And being the logistical mad-woman that I am, I studied the course map and elevation, almost to memory. The course was open for 8 hours, meaning runners were taken off if they did not finish within that time. I hoped it would not take me that long, but I mentally prepared myself for a long day.

Since it'd rained the night before and a bit before the race began, some parts of the trail (especially the single track sections) were extremely muddy. Almost "icy." I took my time on the slippery downhills; I didn't need a mud-covered bum.

To begin the last 6 miles, we were greeted with a 900', 2 mile climb. Following a rolly up and down, the last 3 miles were pretty much downhill. At the last aid station at just over 20 miles, I was right under 4 hours. I really wanted to break 5 hours for my finish time. Coming into the downhill section, I had just about 30 minutes left on my "clock." I recruited 3 other runners who were near me to pick it up, so we could all finish together, under 5 hours. It was definitely a race to the finish, and very painful. One racer, in particular, wasn't too happy with my "suggestion" and blamed me for his "internal bleeding." In reality, it might have been the previous 23 miles, and not the final 3....that contributed. Though, I do think he was exaggerating. But we all finished under 5 hours. My "friend" even thanked me after the race for pushing him and we had a good laugh about his commentary. My official time was 4:58.38.

I had so much fun & I can't wait to do the next one.

Birthday Weekend Report

2010-11-22T06:47:00.000-08:00

My brother came to SF the beginning of November. He hadn't been since August 2009, so I had a lot to show him. We rented him a bike from Sports Basement and we explored the city. We met my friends for happy hour at a fun German restaurant/bar, Suppenkuche, and the next morning for a spin around Paradise Loop. Last time Greg came, I think we ate every meal at a taquaria in the Mission; this time, we expanded our horizons and neighborhoods. I ran a 1/2 marathon on Sunday morning in the rain, which, of course, meant Greg had to watch it in the rain. He was a good sport, though.

Afterward we rented a car and headed south to watch a cyclo-cross race. Greg commutes on a "cross" bike and follows and frequently attends races in MN. The race was awesome! The bikes, which look like road bikes, are fitted with a less intense version of mountain bike tires. Depending on the race, the riders circle the dirt course for anywhere between 45-60 minutes, and the winner is determined by the most laps. There are "obstacles" the riders must dismount, jump over while carrying their bikes, or they can stay on their bike and jump (which, the spectators prefer!). There are hills, 90-turns, roots, and a lot of dirt! It was so fun to watch; I am sure it is even more fun to race!

The weekend went so quickly and before I knew it Monday morning arrived and I had to drive GC to the airport

Andrea & Maggie's Birthday Ride

2010-11-13T07:18:00.000-08:00

Last weekend, it was my turn to plan the birthday ride. Lucky for me, Mags shares the same birthday month, so we had double the fun! I thought it'd be funny for us to wear fake mustaches, which lasted for all of about 20 minutes due to sweat and hydration needs. We tried to act "normal" when we saw other bikers, but the reactions we got were hilarious. There is nothing "normal" about 6 women wearing mustaches. My brother was out for the weekend, and being a good sport, participated in the fun. His mustache was white, so it contrasted nicely with his reddish beard.

Pre-ride meeting spot: No"Shave"ember

MC's Birthday Ride

2010-10-18T21:47:00.000-07:00

Almost to Alpine Dam

I think our cycling crew has started a new tradition...Birthday kid gets to pick the ride. MC decided she needed to keep all of us honest and suggested a killer route for her day. She somehow "forgot" how hard it really was...I guess that is kind of like a lot of things, once you forget how painful it was, you're ready to do it again. Kind of like marathons and having kids (that's what I'm told anyway).

Anyway, from SF, we headed north through Mill Valley to Fairfax, a hippie town where we refueled and reapplied sunscreen, then up & down to Alpine Dam, a beautiful reservoir, that even has it's own "Yelp" review! Onward to a killer climb, and then to 7 Sisters, named for the 7 "rolling" hills on this section of the ride. Rolling is not how I would describe them...Then to the final "wicked step-mother," Mt. Tamalpais. According to Wikipedia, which is always right, nicknamed Mt Tam, it's the highest peak in the Marin Hills. The view from the top is amazing--San Francisco off in the distance, the Farallons, Marin County. All in all, we traveled almost 60 miles with 2500' of climbing!

At the top of Mt Tam

As motivation, we nicknamed our crew, Team Tacos & Beer...hey, we needed motivation to get through! And it worked! Afterward, we refueled at one of my favorite restaurants, Tacolicious...No beer after this ride though...I had to bike home. With the "reserves" low, I figured it'd be in my best interest to abstain!

MG & I are already planning our shared Birthday Ride...coming soon!

Wine Country with Ron & Betsey

2010-10-17T07:20:00.000-07:00

Last Saturday, I went up to UC-Davis to visit with my grad advisor and his wife. We took a brief drive through the beautiful Davis-campus and then headed to Napa. Ron & Betsey are wine connoisseurs and both have taken wine tours and classes all over the country. Ron now even teaches a wine course at NDSU! So, of course, our trip to Napa was strictly "research!"

It was a perfect day--the weather was gorgeous, the vines were ripe with huge bunches of dark red grapes. After refueling with sandwiches and fruit at Dean & Deluca, we drove down Highway 29 and marveled at all of the beautiful wineries, and we wished we had a seat on the Wine Train! We stopped at Peju, one of my favorite wineries, mostly because the folks leading the wine tours/tastings are animated and colorful. The wine is pretty tasty too! We stopped at Grgich Hills Winery to learn more about their biodynamic and organic wines. Next, we headed to Robert Mondavi Winery. The UC-Davis campus has several research plots devoted to wine growing, plus a beautiful event center on campus, named in honor Mr. Mondavi.

Betsey, Ron & I at Robert Mondavi

We had so much fun catching up on the happenings of ND and CA, trips, kids & grandkids (their's!), and adventures and trips! It is the sign of true friendship when you can get together and never miss a beat.

Lake Lagunitas Crew

2010-10-10T07:25:00.000-07:00

As you may have noticed by now, I love to bike. I try to get out a few times each week--by myself or with friends. It's great exercise, a stress reliever (usually--see Tourist post!), it's a quick way to get out of the city, and I get to hang out with friends--and meet new. It's a party in 4 hours--only I feel good afterward! I have met some of my closest friends in the city through bike rides and/or other cyclists. I have gotten pretty good at navigating through the North Bay, right across the Golden Gate Bridge. Though, I still could get us lost! The sights are amazing--homes on cliff-sides, views up the coastline, wild turkeys & deer, prairie, redwoods, beach! We join a few thousand other cyclists out on any given day.

Our "silly" pose

A few weeks ago we headed north to Lake Lagunitas, a reservoir in Marin. Here is the crew before we headed to Cibo, our favorite coffee shop, and back to the city! You'll notice one "lucky" guy in the middle! Yes, usually we let other guys join us (we aren't "girls-only"!), but this particular day, he was the only one.

New Friends at the Garden

2010-09-29T20:04:00.000-07:00

My garden next to my neighbor's...yes, pretty sad!

No, I am not including the "rat or mouse" as the new friend at the garden. Yes, we have something/animal helping itself to our garden...rumor has it, it's the scurrying kind. Though I have not seen it (and hope I never do), it did eat all of my lettuce!

Mojito mint and Chocolate mint joined my other friends, basil, rosemary, tomato, arugula at the Alioto Garden! I can't wait until they grow!

Braving the Elements

2010-09-19T08:14:00.000-07:00

Mustang Suit--a waterproof snowsuit

Yesterday, while out for a ride, I started thinking about the weather. I know, how "Minnesotan" of me to think, talk, discuss, debate the weather. Sorry, it's in my blood. Anyway, the summer weather in SF is the opposite of the sunny, hot, dry climate associated with California. It is windy, foggy, wet. So the summer weather pattern is as follows (minus any technical weatherperson jargon/explanations)--the heat of the inland desert hits the weather & moisture from the Pacific and the Bay, creating fog that just sort of settles right over us. Summer mornings are wet and foggy, the sun peaks out for a (usually) warm afternoon, followed by the fog rolling in again in the evenings. The fall is generally the best weather in SF--warm and no fog.

Yesterday, as I was crossing the Golden Gate Bridge, out for a ride with friends to the North Bay, I got to thinking (pretty easy to get lost in thoughts when you sit on a bike for a few hours!) about how we adjust to the weather. Really, we don't have a choice if we want to live where we do and in order to do the outdoor activities we love. When I lived in MN last winter, I biked from my brother's to work each day--7 miles each way. It was great! I got to catch up on my NPR news & podcasts (though, I still have mixed feelings about riding and listening--a little dangerous!); catch the sunrise over the River; ride through UMN campus--around Mariucci Arena and through the Minneapolis/St Paul campus-connect-way (only law enforcement, buses, bikes can ride); over 2 footbridges, past the museums of the Warehouse District, over a cobble street (I pretended I was in the Paris Roubaix!). There were mornings it was 17-degrees when I left Greg's, but I wanted to bike, so I dressed warm. And really, I usually warmed up within the first 15-20 minutes. There were a few miserable rides when I never warmed up, or during the year's first big snowstorm when I almost got hit by a cab skidding through a stop sign. Those were the days I thought the bus sounded pretty good.

Braving the cold!

In thinking about other activities that people enjoy--skiing, motorcycling, rock climbing, hiking, fishing--all of these can be dependent on the weather (as well as the enjoyment of them). But most people, if they want to get out badly enough, will put on the extra pair of long-underwear, rain coat, sunscreen in order to enjoy themselves.

Last winter, when I was home for the holidays, my friend and I ran outside when it was 5-below zero! We really wanted to get out! We were so bundled up, only our eyes (which turned into icicles) were showing. Or a few winters ago, while working in DC, I went out on the water with co-workers. We had to break the ice at the landing to get the boats in, but we did it. We wanted to get out on the water and be adventurous!

So, dress appropriately to get out to "brave" the elements. But get out. Move, breathe, be.

Labor Day in SF!

2010-09-13T19:23:00.000-07:00

Giants Game

My parents came out for a visit over Labor Day weekend. They had not been for over 2 years. I feel I know the city so much better than the last time! I think I now know the reason they waited so long to come back...they were scared! I made them walk so much! I don't have a car, so I bike everywhere. I take the bus, sparingly, and usually regret it every time! No, it's usually not that bad....usually. My parents came at the perfect time of the year--the weather began to shift from the foggy, windy "summer," to the warm, sunny fall!

Dad & Mom in Sausalito

My parents stayed in Nob Hill, a very old, very hilly, somewhat touristy part of the city--right down the street from the famous Grace Cathedral, Tonga Room, and in their hotel, Top of the Mark, a bar at the 20th floor with an amazing view of the city. Going to and coming from their hotel was a nice hill-climb--it really was, as my dad reminds me, "uphill both ways!" But my parents, as always, were good sports. We watched the Giants beat the Rockies at AT&T Park. We took a drive down the coast to Half Moon Bay and Santa Cruz, and not surprising, ate at an overpriced seafood restaurant on the Boardwalk. In Napa, we walked all through the downtown and had lunch at the Oxbow Public Market. Not to let them feel as though they ever left home, we hit up a dive bar called the Hyde-Out, a few blocks from their hotel! Though, SF might rival Hibbing on the bar/people ratio! We stopped by the Ferry Building farmer's market on our way to catching a ferry to Sausalito, where we had lunch at one of my favorite, coffee-refueling-while-biking cafes, Cibo.

Giants Game

Santa Cruz

My dad even installed a new shower head in our bathroom. My parents let me cook them dinner the night they left, which they graciously claimed was the best meal they'd eaten in SF. I think they were just delirious and hungry from walking so much!

Alioto Garden Plot

2010-09-12T07:30:00.001-07:00

Finally, I have a garden plot! It is a tiny, 3'x3' raised bed in the nearby Alioto Park garden. I have been on the waiting list for about 1.5 years! I had tried herbs in the window boxes at my apartment, but they became too wind-whipped, and the boxes dried out too quickly for me to keep up! So I replaced them with succulents.

When the window boxes didn't work out as I had hoped, I got myself on every list for a garden plot I could find and hoped for the best. Plots are hard to come by, and I had heard I might have to wait up to 5 years (for the popular gardens)! In my new plot, I planted tomatoes, peppers, arugula, lettuce, rosemary, and basil.

On my way, the night I planted, I almost got in the middle of 2 girls fighting on the sidewalk! Then, when I was planting, Sidney, a gardener's dog, started fighting with another dog at the park.

A few days later, I decided to finish my run at the garden, so I could water. I fell on my way. Tripped on what? I don't know. Just totally wiped out, right in front of a cafe too, of course. So, I hope all of the "incidents" are out of the way with my garden! Now, I just need nice warm weather for my little plants!

Early August in CO

2010-08-28T07:36:00.001-07:00

Earlier this month, I headed to Colorado for friends' wedding. My first stop was in Denver, well because I landed there, but also to hang out with my aunt and cousin and her husband. My first day, we shopped along Pearl Street and ate yummy Indian food. My cousin and her husband recently bought a new house, which they have likened to the house in the movie Money Pit. The day I was there, we hung around the house waiting for the refrigerator-repair man, who never showed up or called!

I also got to run on the trail I love near my aunt's house, where every so often, I could catch a glimpse, through the trees and houses, of the mountains.

My other cousin lives in New Jersey and my aunt had heard all about the TV show, Jersey Shore. Wouldn't you know, lucky us, my aunt and I were able to catch the season premiere! Absolutely awful. Don't watch it! My aunt says her new grandson, Simon, will not marry a Jersey woman!

My friends' wedding was in Estes Park, CO. One of the pair had grown up in CO and had a family cabin in Estes, which sat up on a mountain and had an incredible view of the town and Rocky Mountain National Park. The rehearsal dinner was at the cabin and brought together friends and family. The wedding, at a beautiful resort in town, drew on the couple's backgrounds--and included Jewish prayers during the ceremony and dancing at the reception. Friends of the pair formed a quartet and played during the ceremony and before dinner. The couple's first dance was the tango. It was a fun, festive wedding.

It was great to get out of the city and breathe the clean mountain air, if only for a few days!

Muir Woods, Stinson Beach, Bofax, Ridgecrest, 7 Sisters, Mill Valley & back to SF!

2010-08-20T13:47:00.000-07:00

Muir Woods, Stinson Beach, Bofax, Ridgecrest

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A few weeks ago, I rode with a group from Sports Basement, a sporting goods store where I used to work. It was my first ride with the crew, which goes out every Sunday morning. After gathering at the store, the ride organizers told us what to expect on the ride. It is difficult route, 65 miles, with one climb that is pretty intense--4 miles and 2,000' gain. After the "pep-talk" I was second guessing myself & if I could make it. In chatting afterward, I guess many of the others in the group had felt the same! The problem is that once you go out, you have to come back--some way, some how. I didn't really want to pay for a cab to haul me & my bike back from Stinson Beach, but I brought my credit card, just in case!

This ride, as with most organized rides, was a "no drop ride," meaning that the group won't leave anyone behind. So, after every large climb or every 30-40 minutes, we regrouped to make sure we still had everyone. The ride took place in Marin County, which is one of my favorite places. It is just north of SF, over the bridge ,and it's like a whole different state/country. There are mountains, the ocean, hiking & mountain biking trails, wildlife, and incredible road biking. Whenever I get tired of the city & crowds, I head up there. I ride up there 1-2 times a week (not that I get tired of the city that often--it just has incredible cycling routes!).

All of the riders in the group did really well on the ride. I was impressed with the caliber of the crew; I definitely had to push myself to keep up. We rode to Muir Woods, along the ocean to Stinson Beach, took Bolinas Fairfax Road to Ridgecrest to Pan Toll Rd over Mt Tam. We cruised down Panoramic Highway to Mill Valley, met up with the bike trail and then headed back to the city! Whew! It took most of the day & I got back after 3pm! I am so glad I didn't chicken out. It was really tough, but the more hills I do, the better I'll get at them!

Double Dipsea!

2010-06-27T21:41:00.000-07:00

Yesterday morning, I ran the Double Dipsea, a crazy trail run that begins in Marin at Stinson Beach, goes to Mill Valley and back! It is 13.6 miles & 1400' elevation change of stairs, trail, roots, forest, prairie, & crazy hills. I absolutely loved every moment of it! Well, the last 2 miles were a little rough, but I think that was mostly because my legs had taken enough pounding and were close to exhaustion. I felt like I was "playing" the entire time, just running through the woods.

It is a handicap race, so depending upon age and gender, everyone started in a wave, based on a specified "handicap." I am still trying to figure out exactly what this means, but basically, while the waves help to spread the runners out, they also create gaps between the very old and very young runners and the speedy middle-agers. The winner of the race is the first person across the finish line. The clock begins when the last wave leaves the starting line, so essentially, the women's group that went out an hour prior had no "time" until that last group left Stinson Beach. Everyone tries to catch the runners from the waves in front, and if someone is really quick, he/she can try to catch the first wave, to win the race.

Anyway, all I know is I had a blast and I cannot wait to do it again. My legs definitely protested today and were quite sore! I used the foam roller at the gym this morning, which brought tears to my eyes, but I am convinced it works! I decided against my bike ride to Marin today, in order to recover both mentally and physically! Sometimes I just need a break!

I hit a tourist...

2010-06-19T18:54:00.001-07:00

with my bike!

I was crossing the Golden Gate Bridge. She was walking toward me and totally not paying attention, and doing these spinny things in the middle of the sidewalk. She should know how to walk in a straight line--she was about 45--it wasn't like she was 13! I then ran into the railing, but stayed on my bike. By the way, I was on the correct (right) side. On weekdays before 3pm, all walkers and bikers use the east side of the Bridge (weekends and after 3pm weekdays, bikers use the west side, walkers use the east side). The tourists were especially bad today, completely in their own world and all over the walkway. This was the first ride I have been on in long time where I was more irritated when I got back then when I left! :) Usually it's the opposite. I bought a whistle especially for this reason, but I forgot it....

Oh dear!

AC CPT, at your service!

2010-06-13T08:18:00.000-07:00

Yes! I passed my Certified Personal Training test! Whew, such a relief. I am so happy to have it behind me. I had to memorize the body-assessment table in order to pass! This table helps assess muscle imbalances, weakness (underactive) and tightness (overactive) when doing basic assessment testing. I can tell you that if your feet turn out during an overhead-squat assessment, you may have overactive soleus, bicept femoris or TFL; and underactive medial hamstring and/or glute maximus (among others). TMI!?

So, now the fun begins. I got a job as a trainer at a gym downtown. This week I began training, and as with any new job, my head is swimming with new information, procedures, co-workers' names. I am going to work 2 jobs for a while to see how it goes. As time goes on, I will be more in control of my schedule at the gym. Right now it is just a little intense!

In the photo above, you'll see Ruth, Laura, and me at what looks like a "beach." Well, kind of. We rented a cabin in Truckee over Memorial Day weekend and behind us in the photo is Lake Tahoe. It was so great to get away for the weekend. The weather was amazing. We took a few rides--around Donner Lake and part way around Lake Tahoe. The elevation (I think it's 7000') made everything a little more difficult. Hill-climbing was incredibly hard on my lungs! I can see why people train at elevation--they come down to a city like SF and they can just fly!

According to Albert Einstein...

2010-05-24T18:54:00.000-07:00

"Life is like riding a bicycle - in order to keep your balance, you must keep moving."

Bay to Breakers

2010-05-20T07:05:00.000-07:00

This past Saturday was Bay to Breakers (99th annual!), the crazy 12K run/walk that spans the entire width of the city (east to west), ending in Golden Gate Park. This was my first encounter with the race. I might add right here that while many people do treat this somewhat seriously and run or walk, the majority treat this as a 7.65-mile party. I liken it to Halloween in May. The costumes were clever, shocking, lacking :), themed, and even odd (to put it nicely). There are groups that dress as lifeguards, Tetris, 80's workout queens, guerrillas, Confederate soldiers--you name it, it was probably represented!

A good friend's Bachelorette party was the night before B2B, so in light of continuing the celebration, we appropriately got my friend a wedding "gown" from a local thrift store...I am sure it was quite lovely in the day. This gown was full-sleeve, scratchy, yellowed, and a little smelly, but absolutely perfect! Because misery loves company, we all decided to dress as "bridesmaids" and wear equally as horrible dresses. Trust me, there are plenty to choose from at the thrift store! Mine was yellow with a doily-overlay. Absolutely stunning! :) It was a little chilly, so we had to wear layers and jackets, making us quite the sight! While we did not partake in the "craziness" of the day, we had just as much fun people-watching and probably felt better Monday morning!

Bike to Work Day

2010-05-15T07:49:00.001-07:00

Thursday was Bike to Work Day in San Francisco. Funny thing is that since I don't have a car, everyday is "B2WD!" Now that I work from home, all I have to do is shuffle 2 feet to my desk! I made an extra effort to get out on my bike on Thursday, nonetheless.

The San Francisco Bike Coalition is an amazingly progressive, hard-working group of individuals who somehow have managed to work with the bikers, the politicians, and the city folks to find common ground. Their ability to organize the masses, provide feedback to City Hall, and create public awareness is astounding. On one particular intersection in the city, on The Wiggle, there is a "bike signal"-like an arrow or a "walk signal" that when green, allows bikers to proceed--so cool! Bike lanes and wide street lanes allow bikers to whiz through the city. Don't get me wrong, I know there are bikers who abuse the rules--zig-zagging through cars, running lights and signs--just like anything, I guess, and give other bikers a bad name. Likewise there are car drivers who are unaware of bikers either intentionally or unintentionally. Overall, I have to say, bikers and car drivers coexist pretty well in the city.

So back to Thursday...I held a bootcamp for a few of my friends in Golden Gate Park. Naturally, I rode my bike the 3 miles to get there (yes, on the Wiggle!). Along the way, I stopped at one of the many city-wide Energizer Stations set up specifically for Ride to Work Day. I paid my yearly membership dues to the SF Bike Coalition, got a juice and a canvas tote (not that I need another!) and I was on my way!

I challenge everyone to bike to work, the store, the park, to a friend's house. Just start small--once per week. Yes, sometimes, it take a little extra planning--logistically and materially! You'll save aggravation of fighting traffic and finding parking, which on a bike is relatively easy--any bike rack or street sign. Plus it is almost summer and there is more daylight and it is a great way to get outside.

Bike Gear suggestions:
U-lock
Helmet!
Water bottle
Baby/body wipes and/or baby powder if you can't shower
Bike rack, basket, pannier saddle bags to carry gear

Running Errands

2010-04-23T20:58:00.000-07:00

Ruth, Laura, & I crossing over the Golden Gate Bridge on our way back to the city.

One great thing, I have found with working at home is that I can take a few hours in the middle of the day to go for a bike ride or run. I met Ruth and Laura for a ride up the Headlands in Marin one afternoon last week. My mantra has always been that I need exercise--for my mental and physical health! I also argue, that for my co-workers, me exercising is really befitting them--I am much more productive and pleasant when I do! I got back from my ride to discover a 4-block radius around my apartment had been closed off & evacuated due to a gas line break (construction on the street in front of my apartment), so I went & grabbed a coffee. By the time I got back, I was able to get back inside. I sat at my desk & just worked away the rest of the afternoon, practically without even glancing at the clock!

In the Saddle

2010-04-18T21:01:00.001-07:00

Mid-July, I am planning to do a 1/2 Ironman triathlon. This means a 1.2-mile swim, 56-mile bike, followed by a 13.1-mile run, all in one day, all right after each other! I admit, I get tired thinking about it & realize I still have a lot of training I need to do! I have 3 months, but I know it will go quickly!

I have been using every opportunity and every willing friend to get outside and schedule training rides, swims, and runs! I have actually been enjoying my training. When the rain is pelting me and the wind is blowing me sideways, I try not to curse. When it takes me an entire day to get my nerve up to swim in the Bay, I remind myself, "I get to.." ride, run, and swim!

I have learned, through numerous races and training sessions the humbling effects of training. The body is incredibly efficient and able to be pushed beyond limits. There are days when you toe the line your body will perform wonderfully, and there are other days, where the results are less than ideal. I have been at enough races and training sessions and had my share of ailments, stomach discomforts, regurgitation, loss of toe nails. I've seen body parts (those that should remain "unseen" by people who don't even know your middle name) and bodily fluids that I have become incredibly respectful and humbled by the body and not be surprised by anything I see, feel, hear. Either I can directly relate or I feel a pang of sympathy in my stomach for a person who is struggling.

Still, I do find myself surprised from time to time. In the past few months, I have seen a few things that raised my eyebrow. Though, I do know how incredibly difficult it is to fit training in to life, I think some people just learn how to be creative!

1. While biking, a man (whom I have seen several times), tucks his flip-cell phone into his turbine so that he can bike and chat, all the while keeping both hands free for steering. (He does break one of my bike rules of not wearing a helmet. No, the turbine does not count!) He can exercise and check in on his mom all at the same time.

2. Another biker, I saw, wore a shower cap over his helmet. It was raining that day. Whatever works, man!

3. I saw the "Easter Bunny" on a bike in the park. Hey, some days you have to work & you still need to get your training ride in!

4. The same morning as I saw the Easter Bunny, I also saw a man holding a huge boa constrictor, like the kind you see at the zoo...huge. I guess even boa constrictors like exercise!

5. And maybe the award for multi-tasking goes to the typical San Francisco woman, in the park, pushing her kid in a stroller, one hand holds her cell phone and the dog leash and the other hand pushes the stroller and holds a latte!

Still, I have learned not to judge. I guess, I could be any of the 5 above, with the exception of a being man wearing turbine and the fact that I think I would get a dog before a snake. I am sure I have looked ridiculous doing or wearing something(hmmm...my 25 pound backpack!) while training that have raised a few eyebrows.

So, here's to pushing your body to new limits and fitting training sessions into a crazy life--doing it with style and grace, and when you can't, just doing it anyway!

Snow Fun!

2010-02-01T19:23:00.000-08:00

My good friends Jessica & Chris invited the gang for New Year's Eve at their beautiful cabin up north. We chased kids, laughed, played games, and ate and drank yummy food & drinks. And being the hearty Minnesotans we are, we were able to enjoy ourselves outdoors too! :)

That is one near-perfectly executed Snow Angel, if you ask me!

New Year's Resolution

2010-01-04T20:32:00.001-08:00

In no particular order...

Live. Keep. Give. Lead. Dance. Love. Snuggle. Kick. Drive. Listen. Watch. Cook. Walk. Laugh. Run. Dive. Breathe. Jump. Bike. Smell. Plant. Fly. Learn. Read. Reach. Decorate. Hug. Chat. Peddle. Sip. Grip. Appreciate. Jog. Touch. Serve. Create. Fall. Lock. Taste. Wash. See. Encourage. Sooth. Fix. Hear. Honor. Whisper. Swim. Write. Go. Cry. Flex. Notice. Experiment. Stop. Bounce. Light. Flip. Type. Race. Thank. Shrug. Tickle. Slide. Look. Do. Turn. Play. Enjoy. Wander. Sweat. Kiss. Chase. Leap. Sprint. Achieve. Gain. Trip. Skate. Leave. Jump. Yell. Explore. Ride. Hold. Celebrate. Sing. Sit. Clean. Understand. Roll. Support. Lift. Ask. Write. Remember. Imagine. Wait. Call. Accept. Slip. Challenge. Wonder. Move. Light. Lose. Help. Dig. Smile. Visit. Hope. Dream.

It's going to be a Merry White Christmas

2009-12-24T08:39:00.000-08:00

I thought I better get a run in before the snow! Between 10-16 inches are expected, but we'll see what actually falls.

My running buddy Ruby, as you can see, is so, so exited to go for a run. She starts barking, jumping around--usually right in front of where you are walking--when she knows she gets to go for a run. She's like, "Hurry up!" And she never thinks I run fast enough...so demanding!

Life up to now...

2009-12-06T19:08:00.001-08:00

More of my quick update on the past few months.

So, of course I made numerous trips to the Farmer's Market During the summer and fall, I was able to explore more of the North Bay--Marin--on my bike. When the weather (fog) cooperated, I was able to see amazing views of San Francisco and surrounding cities, the redwoods, the Bay, the surfers in the ocean, the cute little boathouses in Sausalito...I could go on and on. I also ran the Nike Women's 1/2 Marathon--in which the "finishers medal" was a Tiffany's necklace!

I am currently working in downtown Minneapolis and living with my brother in St. Paul. It was an agreement with Greenpeace to "loan" me to the Forest Stewardship Council (FSC) for 3 months. So, here I am in the coldest part of the year in MN! :) On the flip side, I have been able to see many great friends and their families, my family, hang out with my brother, and explore the area.

Updates from months past...

2009-12-06T18:57:00.001-08:00

A really quick recap of the many months I have missed! I have been busy, as shown below with lots of photos! I went to Minnesota in May and August for vacations/weddings.

Greg, Andy, Kjirsten, Mindy and I went kayaking on the St. Louis river over Memorial Day weekend. My friend, Mia, and I were playing at Crissy Field in SF (her "mom" is a coworker and once in a while I get to dogsit and hang out with her!).

In Truckee, CA, in July, I competed in a triathlon with my friends Ariel and Laura. I love, love, love Truckee! :)

Coldplay!

2009-07-23T18:39:00.000-07:00

Last week, my roommate and I went to see the band Coldplay in a little town north of Sacramento. Outside of Sacramento, the drive to Wheatland reminded me a bit of the North Dakota-cross-state treks I used to make for work back in college. No trees, only grasses, the ocassional house, and herd. The venue was a fabulous outdoor stadium, which now that I think of it, may have been the town! We had really great seats. It was a beautiful night, the stars shining; we had so much fun singing and dancing and watching Chris Martin (the lead singer) run all over the stage.

Origins of Lawn Games...

2009-07-21T10:45:00.000-07:00

In case you were curious about the origins of favorite lawn games, I found an article!

Taken from The Surprising Origins of 4 Popular Lawn Games:

Bocce

Sir Flinders Petrie, a well-known British archeologist, reportedly unearthed the tomb of an Egyptian child and discovered various rounded objects, which he assumed had been used in a primitive game of lawn bowling that we commonly know now as bocce.

Lawn bowling was reportedly so popular in the Middle Ages that many kings, from Edward III in 1361 to Henry VIII in 1541, specifically prohibited “artificers, laborers, apprentices, husbandmen, servants or serving-men, and other ‘low-born’ people” from participating in lawn bowling. The peasants, he feared, were wasting too much time playing in the grass.

Croquet

The modern sport of croquet came to America by way of France and England.

Originally called “pall mall,” this target game was eventually called croquet after the French word for crooked stick. A Brit, Walter Jones Whitmore, is credited with standardizing rules. His countrymen embraced the game with such passion they formed the All England Lawn Tennis and Croquet Club in 1877. Today, we know the site better as Wimbledon, home of the world’s most prestigious tennis championship.

Frisbees

A baker named William Russell Frisbie, who ran a shop at 363 Kossuth Street in Bridgeport, Ct., embedded his name in the bottom of his pie tins. Students at nearby Yale University took to tossing the metal tins though the air — hollering out “frisbie” as they threw. In the early 1950s, when the Whamo toy company released their “flying saucer,” they borrowed the baker’s name, with only a slight modification in spelling.

Whiffle Ball & Bat

In Shelton, Conn., David N. Mullany, a former semi-professional baseball pitcher, had a problem: his 12-year-old son was constantly in trouble for damaging school property with errant baseballs. David Jr. tried swapping hard balls for tennis balls and small plastic golf balls with no avail. So David Sr. glued plastic half-balls (used by a friend for makeup cases) together and cut slotted holes on one side. The new creation, a ball that easily made batters “whiff,” slang of the day for striking out.

I feel a little bit like Paul Harvey right now...

Opera!

2009-07-12T20:32:00.000-07:00

This afternoon, I went to a free outdoor opera downtown. The show consisted of 1-2 acts from several well known operas. This was a part of a summer series, in which concerts and operas are provided free to the public. And likely, this program gives those folks (like myself), who could not afford or would otherwise not attend, a chance to do so. My friend Laura is an amazing violinist (and a triathlete!!) and plays in the orchestra for the SF Opera. She always clues me into which operas I should attend (mostly based on popularity, I think) and when the shows are outdoors/free.

A few weeks back, my roommate and I went to the Giants Stadium (baseball) where a live stream of the opera--La Tosca--was being played on the Jumbotron screen. Laura and her colleagues were playing downtown at the Opera House while we got to sit in the stadium under the full moon and eat ballpark food! So, I still know next to nothing about operas, except it seems, every story consists of a love story (perhaps two men fighting over one woman or forbidden love) and in the end, either one or both of the men and the woman are killed...

The opera orchestra (center, back)

I [heart] the Farmer's Market!

2009-07-12T08:16:00.001-07:00

Saturday morning, my roommate Tracy and I went to the farmer's market at the Ferry Building. A trip to the farmer's market is like an instant mood-booster for me! If I ever ask myself what would make me happy on any given day, a trip to the farmer's market would likely be included on the list!

I love to see all of the amazing produce, beautiful flowers, and musicians. This particular Market is huge and occurs every Saturday morning; I try to get there as often as possible. The produce is fresh (you get lots of samples!) and local, there are always unique products like jalapeno infused olive oil, and fresh kimchi, cheese, and bread.

Beautiful flowers

Onions, apricots, mint, horseradish root, lamb's quarter, garlic.
Oh my!

One of the farms! Love the name!!

Wildflower Triathlon

2009-07-09T08:25:00.000-07:00

So, again it has been a while! The longer I go without writing, the more overwhelming writing (and catching up) seems. So, here goes.

I started the summer with a triathlon at Lake San Antonio. It was my first Olympic tri--1.5K swim, 56K bike, and 10k run. Like many things in life, actually doing the race proved to be the best way to understand the distance. I had read numerous articles, scoured over training plans, gone to Q&A sessions about the race, but race day was the best education! This is one of the largest triathlons in the state of California (and perhaps the country), and most of the competitors, friends, and fans camp for the weekend. All kinds of people do this race--are pros (Andy Potts the Olympian won his race), serious competitors, and normal athletes like me. Some teams create elaborate camps with tents, campers, grills, music. And some folks bring (or rent) their "pimped out" campers, which likely have better appliances and mattresses then the ones I own! Each to their own, right! Like I said this tri is huge, with around 7,000+ competitors taking part in one of three races--Olympic, long (1/2 Ironman), and sprint mountain bike. The atmosphere of the weekend was upbeat, competitive, and friendly. The volunteers stood out in the sun all weekend--amazing--handing out water, food, gels, etc. and even offered a "naked water stop," where they passed out water....yes, naked. It is a tradition, I guess, and maybe there is some beer involved too!!

Andrea, Laura, Areil, Rebecca, Adam after the race!

Start of the race on the left side; exit the water & run up the ramp on the right side.

Transition area...so...many...bikes!!

I had a good race; and since this was my first at this distance, I did not have a way to gauge. I did learn a lot about my training and what I need to improve upon for the next one. The weather the entire weekend was amazing (a tiny bit of rain on the ride down & during camp set-up). The group I went with was incredibly funny and chill and totally a blast to hang out with! All of the mouthfuls of water (salty, fresh, & chlorinated), the minor spills on my bike (don't ask!), the spin classes where I swore my instructor was crazy, the runs through the fog/mist in the months leading up to the race were totally worth it!

Swimmin'

2009-04-19T21:59:00.000-07:00

So, while I have been diligently training for my upcoming triathlon--running, biking, swimming. The only swimming I have only been doing has been in a pool, despite repeated "warnings" that I needed to get into open water! I really like the safety of the pool--being able to see the bottom, the lane markers, the other swimmers, and of course, the lifeguard! But, last Saturday, I finally squished myself into a wetsuit--it is a workout in itself to get into it--and swam at Aquatic Park in the Bay. It was so, so cold--but the suit, 2 swim caps, and ear plugs did help!

It was all I could do to concentrate on my breathing, staying warm, and the next buoy and not think about the fact there might be sharks or jellyfish in the water! My tri is the first weekend of May about 4 hours from here, and the swim is in a lake. I won't have to worry about Jaws attacking me during the race (only a freshwater shark, I guess!:) ), I only have to worry about getting kicked in the face or being swum over by one of the other racers....I don't know what is worse...!

Been a blur...

2009-02-18T21:41:00.001-08:00

Yes, so it has been a while...no excuses, no reasons (not to mention here anyway!)...

Already 2009. I have a new roommate, Tracey. She moved in the beginning of February when Jene, my former roommate, moved to NYC. The whole business of finding a roommate can be quite exhausting, and it was not, to be honest, something I wanted to put any energy toward! Jene and I got a long really well and I genuinely liked her, but now I have someone to visit when I go to NYC! In SF, and I am sure, many other cities in the US, the only way to find housing / roommates is on craigslist! It is quite a strange concept--posting your apartment or room and then picking the best "fit" from a sea of strangers. Actually, there were phone and in-person "interviews" inbetween. I once went to a apartment open-house where I had to fill out a questionnaire. I did not think it was strange at the time...but now I kind of do...

Anyway, Tracey works as a general manager at Baby Gap. She makes me laugh and likes to drink wine... I try to help her figure out the bus schedule, but she sometimes has to take a cab to work... and she says I can have red wiggly worm compost in the kitchen! I totally scored on this one! :)

Work has been crazy busy. I drove to Seattle with a coworker last week. Yeah, it was a long way, but very beautiful! We drove through the State of Jeffereson...did you know we almost had a 51st state? Yes, it's true. And the folks who live there still believe they will become it! Apparently (by the power of google / iPhones while driving!), the State of Jefferson was going to become a state back when CA and OR were becoming states, but was somehow overlooked in the shuffle of presidents and wars. And, put this in your back pocket for bar trivia, the State of Jefferson was the only part of the mainland US to be bombed by the Japanese during WWII. Yup! The capitol is Yreka--which is a city in northern California.

The sunshine was great today.