#168 - carousel of confusion

Boise Bike Week kicked off last Sunday with a vintage bike swap. Seeing all those bicycles made me want to buy a cruiser and maybe another street bike. If only I had the space... my loft's capacity is basically maxed out. There was a Mardi Gras Twilight Race last night that weaved through downtown and circled the belt loop (people mistakingly think it's called the "green belt" ba!). To have my bicycle in top shape for the race, I decided to ride it over to the bike shop where I purchased it for a tune up. I remembered it being about 5 minutes away by car, and thus, very feasible to cycle there. I headed out on one of the more busy roads (State Street) which luckily had a bike path. I was well equipped with my ipod and water bottle so time passed relatively quickly. About 40 minutes later, biking pretty hard, the "I remember this being a lot closer" thought popped into mind. I kept trekking on, thinking it would surely be at the next group of businesses, to no avail. I finally texted google only to discover, it was on Fairview. Another busy road very far away from my own current path. I turned around and headed back, this time faster to make up lost time before it closed. I biked up a ridiculously huge hill and finally, an hour and a half after leaving my house, arrived at the bicycle shop that's a 5 minute drive from my loft. Two hours later, I was back home and too exhausted to do the Twilight Race... My 'oops' bike ride was enough for me.

(from D - B on accident, from B - C where I wanted to be, from C - D which would have been easier to go in the first place...)

#167 - breast cancer

Most of last week was dedicated to preparing for the Susan G Komen "Race For A Cure" event. The company I work for said they would sponsor any employee (and guests) that would like to participate and run under their team. With the $20 donation enrollment fee covered, our team quickly grew to over 2,000 members. We wanted to stand out from the pink crowd of athletes so we ordered lime green breast cancer shirts. I signed my mother, friend, her sister and myself up for the 5K. Preparation for the race (assembling packets for runners) took about 3+ 14 hour days of work, which are, for the most part, a blur.

My mother flew out for the event, and dressed to stand out, we headed out on our bikes early Saturday morning. We both jogged the entire time and then sprinted the last leg. I'm not a runner, so there were definitely a few times when I would have been glad to walk, but with my co-workers all around me and my boss jogging right behind me, that wasn't an option. Who would listen to a personal trainer at the corporate gym who couldn't even run a 5K! I mean... come on. My favorite part was definitely the sprint at the end. There's no feeling. No thought. No pain. It's purely a mental game. You just go. I felt untouchable and full of energy and ran the fastest I possibly could (while weaving in and out of participants).

Not too long after the race, mom and I downed the carbs and headed over to a spa for a full body massage. Definitely the perfect way to end a race. Now she's off to Ogden to run a half marathon while I am just getting back from laying in the warm grass, taking a nap under the glorious sunshine. Go mama go!

#163 - boise pineapple

"So how long have you lived in Boise?"
"Oh not too long; I just moved here in August."
"Wow, really? Where did you move from?"
"Washington!"
"So what brought you here?"
"... ... ... ... ... "

I have had this conversation countless times since I moved to Boise, ID - and I never have a good, consistent answer.

...seemed like a cool place - close to home/school - came here for work - locked into a contract - felt right - was headed home and ran out of gas in boise, decided to stay...

I've been trying to think of a really compelling response and so far, have come up wanting. To be honest, there was a slightly ridiculous reason I decided to come here, and a few dollops of whipped cream that sealed the deal:

dollop one: The Egyptian Theater
dollop two: The Record Exchange
dollop three: The Co-Op

Each day I find a new topping that keeps me happy and keeps me going and today was no exception. Boise Bicycle Week was just announced and I am SO excited! I plan on doing as many events as I can fit in on my new ride. There is a Vintage Bike Swap that I would love to watch (will not be trading anything), the Monday Kickoff, a Twilight Ride on Mardi Gras, Bike Maintenance stations, Street Smart Cycling, Women's Road Ride, the Recumbent Rally, Pedal Power Picnic to the Park, May in Motion Event, Bicycle Block Party, and the Pedal Power Parade.

Ride on.

#160 - prepared to sweat

This morning was my first attempt at Hot Yoga. The Bikram Yoga Studio is just a few blocks from my house and the earliest class is at 6:00 AM, so at 5:50, I rolled in. There was about 20 people in the class, but still managed to feel very individualized. She kept on saying things into the microphone like, "Straighten your legs a little more, Vanessa." and "Good arch in your back Mike, just tuck your head in."

90 minutes
26 yoga positions
107 degrees

I managed all but one position. The rest I attempted, but saw much need for improvement when I compared to the more experienced classmates.

drenched
dripping
depleted

dehydrated

She had this kind of mystical voice with a Yoga-ian accent. It was confusing at first, but I ended up liking it. I'm envisioning round two on Thursday will go slightly better.

#113 - ha! you think it's a Schwinn!

Walking 2 minutes. Running 40 minutes. Biking 20 minutes. Stretch. Run stairs (2,000). Arms. Legs. Abs. Stretch. Laps 30 minutes. Stretch.

This morning I am fully and wholly craving my workout today. Not that I have been eating unhealthily, because I've been doing pretty well. Truth is, I've missed a few days recently in my regular, "workout for an hour after my shift" routine. Some days, it is just what is done, others it is something I have to force myself into - - finding scraps of momentum to push off from. Today, however, is different. I'm excited... nay, can't wait. I always feel so good after I exercise. Happier, hotter, more energized and healthier. The thought of bouncing to my new, exciting music is also a definite scale tipper. So look for me: I'll be the one on the side, sweating, burning, singing, and dancing to my happiness in the gym.

#102 - moist and brown

We have been dumped on by the rain for a few weeks now and my schedule has been such that I have been able to avoid getting wet. I'm either at home watching from the coziness of my couch, in class listening to it pounding on the roof, or at work watching soaked exercise enthusiasts persisting through. While I'm walking to and from, the rain takes a break, and usually as soon as I'm safe inside, it hits again. This courtesy has been noticed and much appreciated, until today. There was no escaping the walk across campus to my home, and then a bike ride quickly to work. Being wet isn't so bad (being in the rain is wonderful when you don't have an 11 hour shift that follows), the only problem for me was I was speeding on my bike to get to work on time, causing a sundry of mud speckles to line my back and butt (because I was foolishly standing up while I rode to avoid the water from the wet seat to seep into my pants). So now I'm here, at work, with a large brown streak up the middle of my behind. Right now I am far too envious of those who invest in the bicycle splash guard.

#95 - fifteen lies

-I'm not afraid of moving to Boise
-When given the choice of any other beverage and tea, I choose tea
-My spaghetti tastes just like Mom's
-I'm working on being less bitter and cynical
-I can picture myself happily married and successful
-I'm counting down the days 'till graduation
-I haven't cried once this semester
-One day I will see the Beatles live in concert, and faint profusely
-I can eat whatever I want and won't gain weight
-I can get a guy I like to ask me out with out being blatantly obvious
-Pie and cookies are good for you
-I workout at the gym for 1 hour every single day
-I'm over it
-Something amazing and magical will happen to me this semester
-I never lie