Have a great weekend.
Friday, May 11, 2018
Filter-Y Friday - Colors!!!!
Just do it. Bring on the photo filters and fun art pictures. Color it up and have fun!!! This is me, helping ME be more creative. Show me your fun and juicy filters.
Have a great weekend.
Have a great weekend.
Wednesday, May 9, 2018
Little places
Little Places
We have them in our hearts.
We have them on our planet.
Be kind and beautiful to both and the world becomes very, truly beautiful.
And for the record my day did not begin with this great attitude or health. But it is how I think to wake up tomorrow.
Fresh and Green....emotions flowing, crisp and natural. Standing firm with rocks of strength to represent boundaries and integrity. And little beautiful places ... in all things, great and small. And always in nature’s gifts reflecting God’s love. **edited because I fell asleep posting and forgot the pictures.
We have them in our hearts.
We have them on our planet.
Be kind and beautiful to both and the world becomes very, truly beautiful.
And for the record my day did not begin with this great attitude or health. But it is how I think to wake up tomorrow.
Fresh and Green....emotions flowing, crisp and natural. Standing firm with rocks of strength to represent boundaries and integrity. And little beautiful places ... in all things, great and small. And always in nature’s gifts reflecting God’s love. **edited because I fell asleep posting and forgot the pictures.
Tuesday, May 8, 2018
Monday, May 7, 2018
Race Day - Folsom Lake Trail Run 1/2 marathon
So yea... another day and about the zillionth time someone has written about a half marathon. This was not my first and guaranteed not to be my last, but it was only my second half marathon and it was my VERY first Trail Marathon. I will keep it brief.
I had anxiety on being on the trails alone, not due to the isolation, but I knew from mile 3.2 to 6 to 9 there would be a lot of time on my feet and not a lot of familiar faces.
I was pretty serious at the start.
The race began with the long mile levee. I didn't mind it so much, it is just all those in my group were soon gone and off the levee and I had a pretty good idea of how slow I was going. So what right? Nice day... beautiful lake and I did train for this.
The anxiety ended up being for nothing...(as sometimes worry is like that) The runners cheered for me like they knew me forever and I felt all the love. There is a great sense of community out there, I get chocked up thinking about it. I saw a friend on the trail as I was approaching mile 6 and her high five on her way back was MEDICINE - Thank you Karen.
Spring was everywhere.
My daughter came trekking towards me from the mile 3 aid station and she was a happy energizer bunny and a bright ray of sunshine. "how are you doing momma?" "I am weepy" She said, "your allergies?" I said, "no allergies are great." She said, "in your soul?" I said, "yeah."
Being a great athlete and person, she knows this is not the time to let the emotional over take your race. She stayed up beat and very cheerful. So we just went into the aid station.
I felt pretty good - I drank tailwind and a little cup of coke.
The ascent from the mile three aid station is a bit on the cruel side, ha ha, but it was not the most cruel section of the trail that I would encounter. And I have to say I attacked EVERY DAMN hill, that is in the way that I attack hills.....(see chart below).
I felt pretty good from 3 -6 and back to mile 9. Hanging out at the aid station with family, made
me want to be done and stay with them. It was with a heavy heart that I left the mile10 aid station. And by mile 11 I was sending whining posts to my daughter... who offered to run it in with me. And told me that the end was 30-40 minutes away and to concentrate on the beauty around me. I was GROUCHY at this point.
The picture guy caught me off guard, but I found a smile for him as he has a pretty great smile and attitude.
The beginning of Mile 13 looks like this. They called it the "levee of doom" My thoughts. "hello flat land..!!!! " Levee's are my jam! I put on some Downton Abby music and then Depeche mode and I chugajogged in! I LOVE THAT LEVEE!!!!
I got a medal, a great shirt and the trophy for Dead Last Finish in the 1/2 marathon. IT is a
Finisher trophy. And that's all I am saying about that.
Endorphins, a bit of sunshine and an accomplishment. I feel on my
way to being a real "ultra" runner.
I like to look at the journey where my feet took me.
I love to see the ups and downs of the course..there were some tough stuff from miles three to 9. I grew strong, I hurt and I completed that course. What is next?
Thanks for reading. The insight to this race is that I have to have fuel to jog 13 miles on the trails. (nuff said about that). I have another trail story to share next week that is not my story...and it is EPIC.
Cheers Friends.
I had anxiety on being on the trails alone, not due to the isolation, but I knew from mile 3.2 to 6 to 9 there would be a lot of time on my feet and not a lot of familiar faces.
I was pretty serious at the start.
The race began with the long mile levee. I didn't mind it so much, it is just all those in my group were soon gone and off the levee and I had a pretty good idea of how slow I was going. So what right? Nice day... beautiful lake and I did train for this.
The anxiety ended up being for nothing...(as sometimes worry is like that) The runners cheered for me like they knew me forever and I felt all the love. There is a great sense of community out there, I get chocked up thinking about it. I saw a friend on the trail as I was approaching mile 6 and her high five on her way back was MEDICINE - Thank you Karen.
Spring was everywhere.
My daughter came trekking towards me from the mile 3 aid station and she was a happy energizer bunny and a bright ray of sunshine. "how are you doing momma?" "I am weepy" She said, "your allergies?" I said, "no allergies are great." She said, "in your soul?" I said, "yeah."
Being a great athlete and person, she knows this is not the time to let the emotional over take your race. She stayed up beat and very cheerful. So we just went into the aid station.
I felt pretty good - I drank tailwind and a little cup of coke.
The ascent from the mile three aid station is a bit on the cruel side, ha ha, but it was not the most cruel section of the trail that I would encounter. And I have to say I attacked EVERY DAMN hill, that is in the way that I attack hills.....(see chart below).
I felt pretty good from 3 -6 and back to mile 9. Hanging out at the aid station with family, made
me want to be done and stay with them. It was with a heavy heart that I left the mile10 aid station. And by mile 11 I was sending whining posts to my daughter... who offered to run it in with me. And told me that the end was 30-40 minutes away and to concentrate on the beauty around me. I was GROUCHY at this point.
The picture guy caught me off guard, but I found a smile for him as he has a pretty great smile and attitude.
The beginning of Mile 13 looks like this. They called it the "levee of doom" My thoughts. "hello flat land..!!!! " Levee's are my jam! I put on some Downton Abby music and then Depeche mode and I chugajogged in! I LOVE THAT LEVEE!!!!
I got a medal, a great shirt and the trophy for Dead Last Finish in the 1/2 marathon. IT is a
Finisher trophy. And that's all I am saying about that.
Endorphins, a bit of sunshine and an accomplishment. I feel on my
way to being a real "ultra" runner.
I like to look at the journey where my feet took me.
I love to see the ups and downs of the course..there were some tough stuff from miles three to 9. I grew strong, I hurt and I completed that course. What is next?
Thanks for reading. The insight to this race is that I have to have fuel to jog 13 miles on the trails. (nuff said about that). I have another trail story to share next week that is not my story...and it is EPIC.
Cheers Friends.
Friday, May 4, 2018
That girl....
That girl... the one that has dinner at five ... but at 10 pm wants a "snack"... and she says... "oh 0% Greek yogurt with no sugar and some berries will be perfect ." (what???). Who is she??? Not me ever.
Is she a MYTH... or some health nut? .. what? no Cheetos? Cheese-its or Doritos? Because even movie butter microwave popcorn is the fatty salty crunch of the night, right? But no fat? No Sugar? #dreamkiller #bitch
I swear ... yes... on this night of May 4, 2018 that woman was me. I swear.
But seriously, I truly craved it more than any salty, fatty, sugary snack. (My only defense or reasoning is that I was watching a live fashion show and wanting to "own" a pencil skirt..)
So I made it.
.
I tasted it..
The bitterish greek yogurt... and I think "...um ...I will add a packet of blue sugar"... Blue SUGAR Pack???? ( I usually deplore and preach mean things about it from my soap box and furthermore I did not EVEN bring this little packet into my own household).
That was a decent addition... but I needed CORRUPTION.
Oh so yeah I added the "Granola...."
Aka...granola = oatmeal cookies gone flat.
This is a true story... that turned out beautiful #godblessthecookies
*(1, 2 and 3 (Nikon).. photo 4 is iPhone).
Is she a MYTH... or some health nut? .. what? no Cheetos? Cheese-its or Doritos? Because even movie butter microwave popcorn is the fatty salty crunch of the night, right? But no fat? No Sugar? #dreamkiller #bitch
I swear ... yes... on this night of May 4, 2018 that woman was me. I swear.
But seriously, I truly craved it more than any salty, fatty, sugary snack. (My only defense or reasoning is that I was watching a live fashion show and wanting to "own" a pencil skirt..)
So I made it.
.
I tasted it..
The bitterish greek yogurt... and I think "...um ...I will add a packet of blue sugar"... Blue SUGAR Pack???? ( I usually deplore and preach mean things about it from my soap box and furthermore I did not EVEN bring this little packet into my own household).
That was a decent addition... but I needed CORRUPTION.
Oh so yeah I added the "Granola...."
Aka...granola = oatmeal cookies gone flat.
This is a true story... that turned out beautiful #godblessthecookies
*(1, 2 and 3 (Nikon).. photo 4 is iPhone).
Thursday, May 3, 2018
Monday, April 30, 2018
Beautiful earth
In light of my daughters big HUGE Western States Qualifying event, I did some uphill in familiar ground in Auburn, CA the next day.
(I will write soon about my daughters journey... it is still all sacred, bottled up and choke-y in my heart. But I have good emotions to share when my heart will give it up).
Completely inspired and in awe of her.. the human, the mom, the soul and the woman, I needed climbing and isolation. And I needed to feel my muscles. Nature gave back to my soul and fueled my heart with bliss. And my body felt renewed by climbing, solitude, wandering, and height. Hello "me."
All the things...
The beginning (Nikon)
The side of the road...(iPhone)
Approaching.. climbing. (iPhone)
Rocky trail...(iPhone)
Manzanita ( iPhone)
Looking down... (iPhone) The starting point from 900 feet up
Beautiful planet...(iPhone)
Back to the car (almost) ...(iphone)... I had just come off that bridge (No Hands) it was a good jog across that bridge... no personal record was achieved but that mile 4 was sweet and strong.
And my heart 30 hours later is still there....I long to be there every hour.
I still have the need to run trails .. so I still can’t carry camera gear and take the good pics. I haven’t resigned to being a complete hiker... yet. I just can't yet.
Hope your week is beautiful...
(I will write soon about my daughters journey... it is still all sacred, bottled up and choke-y in my heart. But I have good emotions to share when my heart will give it up).
Completely inspired and in awe of her.. the human, the mom, the soul and the woman, I needed climbing and isolation. And I needed to feel my muscles. Nature gave back to my soul and fueled my heart with bliss. And my body felt renewed by climbing, solitude, wandering, and height. Hello "me."
All the things...
The beginning (Nikon)
The side of the road...(iPhone)
Approaching.. climbing. (iPhone)
Rocky trail...(iPhone)
Manzanita ( iPhone)
Looking down... (iPhone) The starting point from 900 feet up
Beautiful planet...(iPhone)
Back to the car (almost) ...(iphone)... I had just come off that bridge (No Hands) it was a good jog across that bridge... no personal record was achieved but that mile 4 was sweet and strong.
And my heart 30 hours later is still there....I long to be there every hour.
I still have the need to run trails .. so I still can’t carry camera gear and take the good pics. I haven’t resigned to being a complete hiker... yet. I just can't yet.
Hope your week is beautiful...
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