I forgot to mention that pete and I went on a ride, a real ride, when we were on vacation in idaho. it was about sixteen miles of lovely country side and picturesque farm goodness. we rode from lava over to caribou county. the temp was perfect. it was fabulous ride.
look for that ride (or will it be the run route? we're still not sure) in the future lava monster triathlon, hoping to make its debut to the public in july of '09.
Sunday, July 29, 2007
Sunday, July 15, 2007
resolutions
last week peter and I discussed our health and nutrition goals over a basket of fries and some shakes. we made a resolve to exercise at least one day the following week. (it's so easy to slack off in the summer when you're held hostage by sunlight and heat) here was my week:
monday: joint swimteam with peter. hurrah! it felt good to be back in the pool, as it always does. we only lasted a half an hour, though. I was too hungry. and you can practically taste that crappy air out there. no good.
tuesday: yoga.
wednesday: I rode my bike to work.
thursday: yoga. I was the only person who showed up for the class, so I had my own private lesson.
friday: hiked up to timpanogas cave. with kids. exhausting!
peter went swimming on monday, rode his bike to work on most days, and had a two hour ride on saturday.
good job both of us!
monday: joint swimteam with peter. hurrah! it felt good to be back in the pool, as it always does. we only lasted a half an hour, though. I was too hungry. and you can practically taste that crappy air out there. no good.
tuesday: yoga.
wednesday: I rode my bike to work.
thursday: yoga. I was the only person who showed up for the class, so I had my own private lesson.
friday: hiked up to timpanogas cave. with kids. exhausting!
peter went swimming on monday, rode his bike to work on most days, and had a two hour ride on saturday.
good job both of us!
Monday, July 02, 2007
beginner's luck
...Each day I take to the roads as a beginner, a child, a poet. Seeking the innocence of the beginner, the wonder of the child and the vision of the poet. Hoping for new appreciation of the landscape, a new perspective of my inner world, some new insights on life, a new response to existence and myself.
There are times, more often than the good times, when I fail. I never do pierce the shield. I return with a shopping list of things to do tomorrow. The miraculous has gone unseen. The message has gone unheard. I have had one of those loveless days on a lovely day for love.
Still, there is always the chance I'll have beginner's luck. And this run, this hour, this day may begin in delight and end in wisdom.
Dr George Sheehan, Running and Being: The Total Experience
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