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Playtime's not over yet...

You did not think I was done, did you? Saturday definitely was not over yet. I love Sand Hollow. It reminds me o f Lake Powell. After our run we decided it was time for a little experiment . We drove out to Sand Hollow Reservoir to see what the water would be like. Both of us love open water swimming and, as you can see, it is absolutely beautiful . When we heard that the water was a lovely 50 degrees, we knew we needed to be prepared. This is the result of our 20-minute neoprene party: I know. We are the biggest nerds. Not much showing except hands, feet*, and face. Well, our experiment turned into a full body ice bath and lasted a whooping 10 minutes! We barely made it to the first buoy. We were about to give up when we discovered that we could keep our face from completely freezing by throwing in some backstroke. Having our face warmed up by the sun for a few seconds, allowed us to put it back in the water for a few more strokes. I think we managed to swim about 100 yards. Path

It's Play Time

I love and believe what it says on my mountain bike: All Work and No Play is No Fun at All In college I was known for working hard AND playing hard and not much has changed. Ok, I'll face it. Everything as changed. But I still like to play. Hard. I got to spend last weekend in one my favorite playgrounds - St. George - and had so much fun! If you know me, you know how much it means to me to get away for a few days and have a little smashfest . I loved sharing the joy and pain with my friend, Leslie . Here's the game plan and how it unfolded: Thursday Lovely 4 hour drive. We talk , talk , talk , and talk some more. And then continue talking all weekend. Triathlon girl talk and triathlon mom talk for hours. Leslie has been in the sport for about as long as I have - 10+ years - is married and has 3 kids. As you can imagine, there is lots to talk about. Loved it. We arrived just in time to hit the Chuckawalla trails in the fading sunlight. I was (almost) wishing I had come to r

Super Saturday

In order to qualify as Super a Saturday has to include the following: 2+ hours of training some kind of adventure quality family time good food Last saturday was one of them. Sweet! I jumped on the trainer for some nice riding while Karl got to run around outside. I thought I got a pretty good work out until I saw this nice little chart. I guess I might have as well worked in my garden. If only they knew... Then we were off to Rock Canyon Park for some nice family sledding . Noah was having a great time as usual. And we have not given up on Max just yet! This turned out to be a good move because he was actually enjoying himself. [Sigh. We might keep him in our family after all.] True to form, he likes to go down the hill all by himself. And then pull the sled back up the hill by himself. Go, Max! The warm weather and sunshine definitely made it more pleasant. Then it was time for some winter cross-training which I love. My great friends Heather and Carlee joined me in exploring t

I am so lucky

I feel the need to write. My thoughts are all jumbled. Can I make sense of them on paper? Writin g gives me perspective and makes it easier to let go. Last weekend I was very frustrated, mad, self-centered, unhappy , wallowing in self-pity. This weekend I was more balanced, a little more patient, trying to be less selfish, happy . How did it happen? I have had to deal with myself for almost 30 years now and, luckily, have figured out a few things on the way. Like how to feel at peace with myself , my family , my life . It shouldn't be complicated to be happy in my circumstances. I realize that. But sometimes it still is. Sometimes being a mom and wife doesn't come easy to me. Sometimes I think everyone would be better off if I wasn't a mom and wife. Sometimes I wish it was easier to just take off and do nothing but swimbikeruneatsleep for a week or two. It's not helping that my German teammates are doing just that. Right now. On a beautiful island. In the warm