Thinking again.....
Thoughts rush as I lay here on my bed. I lay and reflect on the most random things. Just a little ancient history... haha, mine. I am the eldest of nine children. Crazy... okay, I'm done with that.
I am very outgoing, independent, loyal, strive for being the best and a sincere friend. There are countless times you meet people and for some reason just pass through your life like it was a blink of am eye. Then you meet a friend that means more than am acquaintance, and you just know you won't see them again. Then sometimes you get to a point to when you get tired of change, although you say you are strong ....the bridge is crumbling.
I love being part of peoples lives and at times the joy you share being friends. Funny thing, today I was with a customer who was writing a check and accidentally messed it up. This man was oh, about 68 or so. I thought it amusing that he shouted, "Aw shit!".... I responded with a what's wrong? I saw his mistake and calmly told him that it was an easy fix, and not to worry. He said, "sorry I was a banker and I hate making mistakes like this. I smiled and said its all good youre okay. By the end of the transaction I had him chatting about his vacation plans and about how he and I are lefties. I loved doing that... that encounter was good and will look forward to his next visit.
Life brings about so many variables to which we can't predict, only accept. I think that for whatever reason people leave a part of their shadows are left as memories of who they are or were. I guess I am a bleeding sentimentalist. If only, saying goodbye to wouldn't hurt so much....
This blog has nothing to do about riding a bike, but it is about riding the wave of life, meeting folks , making an impact, remembering and sharing that feeling in the same manner you would like to be treated, respectfully loved. Cheers!
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Spare training time is non existant...
The end of the month soon approaches quickly. With that in mind I am struggling for a constant consistent training base for the Ironman that I intend on doing next year. The date is not set as of yet, but will be released as soon as the Ironman in Coeur d'Alene is done with at the end of the month.
Spare time is a luxury these days with having to work every other weekend and six day work weeks. For a triathlete that is something of a concern. If I had my way, I'd work less for sure...just dreaming. But that'd be everyone's dream right? However, the confirmation and payment of the 600 dollars it takes to do an Ironman can bring concern for a healthy and injury free journey.
I am looking forward to that challenge as that is my character. I always do my best in every effort... I have the utmost respect for those athletes who do extreme endurance sports. Like the cyclists who participate in grueling endurance distance races, and the ultra runners who can run day and night through harsh terrain. Or how about the long distance swimmers like several hard working Dads I know who will swim raging water swells in the ocean and would easily consider a long distance swim from Catalina to Long Beach in a heartbeat. I am so proud to know athletes that do these very cool sports. Individually, the training involved to become good is pure dedication. Kudos to all for their efforts..
In my life... spare time is but a luxury. My trek to the hardest thing I will ever do in my life is but one year and seventeen days away.... aahh.
I'm just a normal person with a goal for the extreme trying to make non existent training time a positive reality....cheers to the effort of all our best...
Spare time is a luxury these days with having to work every other weekend and six day work weeks. For a triathlete that is something of a concern. If I had my way, I'd work less for sure...just dreaming. But that'd be everyone's dream right? However, the confirmation and payment of the 600 dollars it takes to do an Ironman can bring concern for a healthy and injury free journey.
I am looking forward to that challenge as that is my character. I always do my best in every effort... I have the utmost respect for those athletes who do extreme endurance sports. Like the cyclists who participate in grueling endurance distance races, and the ultra runners who can run day and night through harsh terrain. Or how about the long distance swimmers like several hard working Dads I know who will swim raging water swells in the ocean and would easily consider a long distance swim from Catalina to Long Beach in a heartbeat. I am so proud to know athletes that do these very cool sports. Individually, the training involved to become good is pure dedication. Kudos to all for their efforts..
In my life... spare time is but a luxury. My trek to the hardest thing I will ever do in my life is but one year and seventeen days away.... aahh.
I'm just a normal person with a goal for the extreme trying to make non existent training time a positive reality....cheers to the effort of all our best...
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Riding without limits...: Realizing actual improvement takes its sweet time
Riding without limits...: Realizing actual improvement takes its sweet time: "Of course, its seven minutes until midnight here in Los Angeles, and I want to write... lol! Okay, Mr Heron, I'm doing it. He asked me to wr..."
Realizing actual improvement takes its sweet time
Of course, its seven minutes until midnight here in Los Angeles, and I want to write... lol! Okay, Mr Heron, I'm doing it. He asked me to write.... he's my college English Professor. Much respect....
This is what prompted me to put these thoughts into this wonderful tool of a blog that I'm working at understandinglike everything we ever do in life. Progress is not seen in the stages of initial learning. I may look back at my whole life at one point and wonder what the heck was I thinking? But that's life....
I was remembering back on the days I first started riding my bike with a group of guys I met at a bay in Naples California for Saturday morning swims. I was the only girl who befriended these wonderful guys I call brothers.. I am generally the only girl who enjoys their company, partly because I guess I grew up with four brothers and always have been somewhat of a tomboy myself , hanging with them is like comfort food.... I get it.
We began early morning rides and I mean early. Like one of the guys in our club aptly calls it, "the god awful" time of an early ride at 5:30am. I have to laugh at that .
In the beginning we would ride on Pacific Coast Highway in the darkest of the morning. Lights that would pierce the road ahead always mesmerized me. I found that thrilling and somehow amazing. If you've never seen the sun rise in the morning with its spectacular show of colors on the horizon, and listening to the crashing waves that would always seem to beacon you glance to view the waves dancing. I never complain and act like a girl who gets pissed or not treated like a girl, but rather relished the fact the I hung with my peers (the boys). For months I lingered at the end of our riding pack and suffered on the climbs with a smile on ly face without a complaint. All good I am a driven sort of gal and hate concession.. my dreams always include keeping up, amd working my ass off...respect is earned.
This is what prompted me to write...
I had a fantastic ride this weekend. It was a ride to break up the routine paths we have been so complacent with... as we rode we were being presented. I had this great sensation as we rode up rollers that at one time would have me thinking twice to ascend. I found that I can climb easier than I ever deamed of..... I found my breathing was easier, I had a fantastic rhythm and a smile on my face. I improved significantly... Respect dedication, and ultimate improvement.
This is what prompted me to put these thoughts into this wonderful tool of a blog that I'm working at understandinglike everything we ever do in life. Progress is not seen in the stages of initial learning. I may look back at my whole life at one point and wonder what the heck was I thinking? But that's life....
I was remembering back on the days I first started riding my bike with a group of guys I met at a bay in Naples California for Saturday morning swims. I was the only girl who befriended these wonderful guys I call brothers.. I am generally the only girl who enjoys their company, partly because I guess I grew up with four brothers and always have been somewhat of a tomboy myself , hanging with them is like comfort food.... I get it.
We began early morning rides and I mean early. Like one of the guys in our club aptly calls it, "the god awful" time of an early ride at 5:30am. I have to laugh at that .
In the beginning we would ride on Pacific Coast Highway in the darkest of the morning. Lights that would pierce the road ahead always mesmerized me. I found that thrilling and somehow amazing. If you've never seen the sun rise in the morning with its spectacular show of colors on the horizon, and listening to the crashing waves that would always seem to beacon you glance to view the waves dancing. I never complain and act like a girl who gets pissed or not treated like a girl, but rather relished the fact the I hung with my peers (the boys). For months I lingered at the end of our riding pack and suffered on the climbs with a smile on ly face without a complaint. All good I am a driven sort of gal and hate concession.. my dreams always include keeping up, amd working my ass off...respect is earned.
This is what prompted me to write...
I had a fantastic ride this weekend. It was a ride to break up the routine paths we have been so complacent with... as we rode we were being presented. I had this great sensation as we rode up rollers that at one time would have me thinking twice to ascend. I found that I can climb easier than I ever deamed of..... I found my breathing was easier, I had a fantastic rhythm and a smile on my face. I improved significantly... Respect dedication, and ultimate improvement.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
You go through life not knowing then.... Bam, you know.
I have to say that I've come to the realization that life is really short. I am a person who has gone through most of my life giving all of myself to be the good upstanding person.
Then one day I realized that my life means something. I have decided that I love to ride my bike and I am happy that I can. I am just a regular person, not a writer, but someone who is very expressive and I am never afraid to say so.
I have goals just like many of us and I love to share where I go and where I'd like to be.
My bike Molly and I have a long journey for the rest of my life that includes a bucket of things to accomplish...which includes a full Ironman in Coeur d' Alene 2012. I've always had a bike most of my life. Heck, I wanted a bike more than my brothers did as a child. Until 2004, I didn't have direction or have a path set forth, just living the complacent life. Until I went back to college. I realized that I had a value of worth within me, and I decided to do a Sprint Triathlon with the encouragement of my friend and professor at the college who was the coach of a Triathlon Basics Class. This was a journey I set for myself. I did it alone, and yes I cried at the end as I finished that first tri ever. It was the goal and the accomplishment that drove me. A new love was born within me from that point.
Training in the three sports is something difficult if you have a young family. I managed as best I could.
Swimming is enjoyable, biking was easy and I love every aspect the ride entails. The run for me is torture at the moment... Haha, but not for too long. I am a very social person who loves meeting people with similar interests and likend goals.
Please feel free to share who you are as a person. We all want the same and that is to be happy.Life shouldn't have limitations, and thats why I love to ride with that aspect in mind... riding free spirited.
Then one day I realized that my life means something. I have decided that I love to ride my bike and I am happy that I can. I am just a regular person, not a writer, but someone who is very expressive and I am never afraid to say so.
I have goals just like many of us and I love to share where I go and where I'd like to be.
My bike Molly and I have a long journey for the rest of my life that includes a bucket of things to accomplish...which includes a full Ironman in Coeur d' Alene 2012. I've always had a bike most of my life. Heck, I wanted a bike more than my brothers did as a child. Until 2004, I didn't have direction or have a path set forth, just living the complacent life. Until I went back to college. I realized that I had a value of worth within me, and I decided to do a Sprint Triathlon with the encouragement of my friend and professor at the college who was the coach of a Triathlon Basics Class. This was a journey I set for myself. I did it alone, and yes I cried at the end as I finished that first tri ever. It was the goal and the accomplishment that drove me. A new love was born within me from that point.
Training in the three sports is something difficult if you have a young family. I managed as best I could.
Swimming is enjoyable, biking was easy and I love every aspect the ride entails. The run for me is torture at the moment... Haha, but not for too long. I am a very social person who loves meeting people with similar interests and likend goals.
Please feel free to share who you are as a person. We all want the same and that is to be happy.Life shouldn't have limitations, and thats why I love to ride with that aspect in mind... riding free spirited.
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