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| This Halloween Ro-Ro was Cookie Monster and Fisher was his Uncle Jarom. Jarom is a pilot for the Navy, he has red hair, and he also has muscles...well more than Fisher that's why Fisher is wearing a muscle shirt under his flight suit. |
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| Fish's Buddies |
Tuesday, November 01, 2011
Halloween
Saturday, October 15, 2011
For Kitty
Here's our pride and joy!
He thinks this is SO funny...in all the pictures we have of him for two months he has a finger in his nose, hilarious.
He thinks this is SO funny...in all the pictures we have of him for two months he has a finger in his nose, hilarious.
Monday, October 10, 2011
The Ride
I'm not exactly sure how to start this post. Should I start by describing my feelings at the start line? Or maybe the night before? Well let me start with a description of the ride from their website;
In the description they fail to mention the 9,201 feet of climbing...I don't want to sound like I'm complaining but that's a lot of climbing for someone who doesn't climb...
So the night before I was reading about the ride and I over heard a lot of people talking about the epic-ness of this ride. I got a little nervous - maybe I wouldn't be able to do this ride - maybe I went all the way to the other side of the country to fail - Dangit, I wish I had trained for this ride. So I asked Seth my trusted truth teller...because he will tell me how it is even when I don't ask him - I asked him if he thought I could do the ride. He said I could absoultly finish the ride. Enough said I will conqueror this beast!
And conqueror it I barely did...no seriously...barely.
Okay I will do a quick breakdown:
First 20 miles: fun and fast
Last 20 miles: fast and enduring
60 miles in between: gorgeous and hellish
Not much more to say. The 60 miles in between the easier stuff was hard. Really hard. The climbs lasted forever, they were steep and demoralizing. Honestly at one point I wanted to get off my bike so I could talk myself out finishing the ride. I was so slow it was painful! Had I ridden this last year I would have done such a better job because I was in great shape. This year not so much. I think it was hard for my pride to get passed by all of those people, at one point I was convinced I was going to be the last one to cross the line. I wanted to have a sign on my back that said "Just had a baby" or something like that. Even though it was hard, there would be moments when the scenery around me was so gorgeous that I couldn't help but smile even when my legs were shot and every time I turned the cranks over it felt like a miracle. It was a long ride that would best be described as 'Epic'.
When I crossed the finish line I can't say how sweet it was to see Fisher there cheering me on. In a way I do it for him. My Mom later told me I when I crossed the finish line I looked like 'hell', thanks Mom. I did. But it was kind of funny as soon as I crossed the line I hurried over to Roen so I could feed him. Ha, I kind of laugh about it. It was a get back to work moment, I had my fun but Ro-Ro's hungry. Seth told me later that it was my pride and stubborn ways that made me finish that ride...and like always he was 100% on mark.
Side note: Broken foot be damned, Seth still rode 65 miles. Why? Because he wanted to see the ocean. How cute/crazy is he?
The Gran route is a 103 mile amazing journey of grandeur amongst the
towering and enchanted forests that flank the base of King Ridge. The
route climbs out of the depths of the town of Cazadero into one of the
most breathtakingly beautiful expanses of terrain with incredible
rolling ridgetop views of nearby mountains, ridges, valleys and, of
course, the vast Pacific Ocean. After cresting King Ridge Road, Gran
riders are in for whipping descents and the rolling profiles of the
coastal roads until you make your way back towards Occidental via
Coleman Valley Road. From there, it’s smooth sailing back into Santa
Rosa.
In the description they fail to mention the 9,201 feet of climbing...I don't want to sound like I'm complaining but that's a lot of climbing for someone who doesn't climb...
So the night before I was reading about the ride and I over heard a lot of people talking about the epic-ness of this ride. I got a little nervous - maybe I wouldn't be able to do this ride - maybe I went all the way to the other side of the country to fail - Dangit, I wish I had trained for this ride. So I asked Seth my trusted truth teller...because he will tell me how it is even when I don't ask him - I asked him if he thought I could do the ride. He said I could absoultly finish the ride. Enough said I will conqueror this beast!
And conqueror it I barely did...no seriously...barely.
Okay I will do a quick breakdown:
First 20 miles: fun and fast
Last 20 miles: fast and enduring
60 miles in between: gorgeous and hellish
Not much more to say. The 60 miles in between the easier stuff was hard. Really hard. The climbs lasted forever, they were steep and demoralizing. Honestly at one point I wanted to get off my bike so I could talk myself out finishing the ride. I was so slow it was painful! Had I ridden this last year I would have done such a better job because I was in great shape. This year not so much. I think it was hard for my pride to get passed by all of those people, at one point I was convinced I was going to be the last one to cross the line. I wanted to have a sign on my back that said "Just had a baby" or something like that. Even though it was hard, there would be moments when the scenery around me was so gorgeous that I couldn't help but smile even when my legs were shot and every time I turned the cranks over it felt like a miracle. It was a long ride that would best be described as 'Epic'.
When I crossed the finish line I can't say how sweet it was to see Fisher there cheering me on. In a way I do it for him. My Mom later told me I when I crossed the finish line I looked like 'hell', thanks Mom. I did. But it was kind of funny as soon as I crossed the line I hurried over to Roen so I could feed him. Ha, I kind of laugh about it. It was a get back to work moment, I had my fun but Ro-Ro's hungry. Seth told me later that it was my pride and stubborn ways that made me finish that ride...and like always he was 100% on mark.
Side note: Broken foot be damned, Seth still rode 65 miles. Why? Because he wanted to see the ocean. How cute/crazy is he?
Friday, September 30, 2011
Levi's Gran Fondo
This is a post with gloom and doom with a ray of hope at the end.
Tomorrow I do the Gran Fondo which I have been looking forward to all year...well now that it is here I am worried. I was suppose to be riding everyday after having Roen, but I haven't...not even close.
The Levi's Gran Fondo is in Santa Rosa CA, and it is a 103 mile ride with a lot of climbing like 8k or 9k. Today when I picked up my registration packet I got a magazine with articles about all sorts of things but one was talking about the ride and I quote;
Wait do you think he meant to say a cyclist who just had a kid and maybe has 415 miles under them...I'm sure he meant hundreds of miles...not thousands. Right?
So I may not be conditioned to do this ride, but I don't know if that will stop me...I just want it to be a great day. There are going to be about 7,500 riders so I will never be alone, it's not a race...it's a just a fun day in the saddle. To tell you the truth any day riding is a good day, even on your worse day.
I'll take some pictures and post them after the ride.
Kind of a downer tho, Seth was suppose to ride tomorrow but while he was in Moab this last week he may have broken his foot. Totally sucks! It sucks for him, but it's even worst for me! I was going to have him wait for me at the bottom of the hills and have him push me up. Now I guess I'll have to do it all by myself.
Overall I am so excited to have an amazing day in the saddle...and if it's not amazing I will just call it a fat camp training ride.
Tomorrow I do the Gran Fondo which I have been looking forward to all year...well now that it is here I am worried. I was suppose to be riding everyday after having Roen, but I haven't...not even close.
The Levi's Gran Fondo is in Santa Rosa CA, and it is a 103 mile ride with a lot of climbing like 8k or 9k. Today when I picked up my registration packet I got a magazine with articles about all sorts of things but one was talking about the ride and I quote;
"To
ride the King ridge, a cyclist needs to be fit; the kind of fitness
that comes only with riding at least a few thousand miles a year."
Wait do you think he meant to say a cyclist who just had a kid and maybe has 415 miles under them...I'm sure he meant hundreds of miles...not thousands. Right?
So I may not be conditioned to do this ride, but I don't know if that will stop me...I just want it to be a great day. There are going to be about 7,500 riders so I will never be alone, it's not a race...it's a just a fun day in the saddle. To tell you the truth any day riding is a good day, even on your worse day.
I'll take some pictures and post them after the ride.
Kind of a downer tho, Seth was suppose to ride tomorrow but while he was in Moab this last week he may have broken his foot. Totally sucks! It sucks for him, but it's even worst for me! I was going to have him wait for me at the bottom of the hills and have him push me up. Now I guess I'll have to do it all by myself.
Overall I am so excited to have an amazing day in the saddle...and if it's not amazing I will just call it a fat camp training ride.
Thursday, September 01, 2011
Angst
We were camping this last weekend, while camping Fisher poured gravel on his head...and like an average mom I let him. Finally I had to stop the madness, and tell the boy to stop pouring and rubbing gravel on his hair and this was the look he gave me. It was a nightmare getting his hair clean after that...not one of my finer moments as a mom. What could I do? We were camping! He suppose to get dirty. When I showed him this picture he told me he was mad at mommy.
Sunday, August 07, 2011
Mommy's Little Boy
Monday, August 01, 2011
Alirght it's time...
Okay so I just finished typing a long paragraph about stuff and just deleted it because it was ridiculously boring! I'm done put a fork in me...am I going to be boring now for the rest of my life...are my kids going to suck all the creative juices from me! Am I now doomed to cut all my hair off and wear high riding mom jeans...I swear I see it all happening...one day you'll see me at the grocery store in my robe and slippers. Crap. The thing is I love being a mom to my little savages, it's awesome...there are so many moments in my day that I am incredibly happy and elated that I have this time with my children. One man said "Moments are the molecules that make up eternity" and I think about that a lot. I try to slow things down, take things off my proverbial plate so I can be centered enough to appreciate 'moments'. Like today I was able to watch Roen sleep and coo, and when he woke up we just smiled at each other and I felt like my heart was about to explode with so much love, or just listening to Fisher, he says the funniest, sweetest, and naughtiest things...sometimes my little savage can be so sweet my heart just melts. It's such an amazing time but really hard and trying and at times I feel like I am going absolutely mad! So that's the stuff going on in my life right now and it's not bloggable (yep I'm making up words now, Fisher does it, why not me)...I guess I should say this part of my life isn't translating well...I feel like this part of my life is being written in my heart, and trust me I know how cheesy that sounds.
Alright if you read all of that I need to give you something: Hmmm I'm biking again and a few weeks ago I rode 70 miles which was pretty awesome I love love love love being back on the bike. I am currently training for a ride in NorCal in October it's not a huge ride it's a century but it does have a lot of climbing which will be very painful especially if I don't lose most to hopefully all my baby weight. I think I will talk and rant about this ride quite a bit in future posts.
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