Thursday, March 22, 2012
I didn't know Matt super well but was inspired by his return to racing after losing his leg to cancer and his good vibes personality. He was one of the Hubs' fave people in the peloton. He gave me some of his precious water during a race a few years ago when I was racing with the men and dropped my bottles on the dirt section.
At the training race this weekend (at Rocky Mountain Raceway), a bunch of the proceeds will be used to do something for Matt's family... Races are at noon and 1 pm.
Even though I'm 6 months prego, the alien and I will head out to the race and "register" and watch the one-legged race in Matt's honor.
Here's to a heaven with tailwinds and lots of cowbells.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
I have definitely been negative nancy with the whole alien takeover deal. Since a lobotomy is right up there with consumption of unpasteurized cheeses, I can only try to self-enforce some attitude adjustments.
It has helped that the alien has been having himself some serious soccer practice--kicking away this past week. Even the hubs has been able to feel it. Which is probably the only reason I can admit that it might actually be the alien and not my ever present gas.
I was feeling slightly panicky about not feeling movement (is it gas? or is that movement? and not of the bowel variety.). I ultimately never felt the butterfly/bubbly whatever you're supposed to feel starting at 20 weeks. Or if I did, I didn't know it. And the "You'll just know the difference between movement and gas" really didn't turn out to be true. Let's hope this doesn't reflect on my abilities as a mom. But luckily, the alien has definitively made his presence known (at least I think he has) with lots of kicks this past week. The hubs hopes he will be a defender but I personally hope for a midfielder.
The attempt at changing the outlook cannot even be derailed by comments like "Oh, I thought you might be pregnant--either that or you were getting fat" (Thanks Peter D for that one!).
I have ridden my bike to work the past 2 days. This is cause for celebration. It is also cause for a trip to Wild Rose to get a new saddle and a high-rise stem. Enough talking about it, just do it.
If you need to shed some negative skin--now is the time. Who's to say it won't grow back? But at least for the time being--here's to a big, fat phoenix rising from the ashes!
Monday, March 19, 2012
Director Boss' husband Doug could only comment on the lack of deco on our walls. Hey, we just moved in a week ago to the upstairs apartment so the downstairs could get ripped to shreds. There are only so many hours in the day.
|The alien e moi|
Anyway, it was the first time I didn't get pissed off in a yoga class. I expected a Restore class without any twisting but it was actually a nice challenge (in a non judgmental way). Badass neighbor Cami (still rockclimbing at 32 weeks) was also in the class which was awesome. I am now busy every Sunday at noon and I'm psyched to check out other classes too.
In other gnus, the hubs and I spent our 1st weekend at the dorms aka the mother-in-law apartment on the 2nd floor of our our house. Its actually a cute space and I managed to do some cooking in the tiny gas stove kitchen. It was almost Euro.
I baked an applesauce cake for the Jowegawas (because I have been sucking the dessert delivery department) and we went over Sunday night for a little socializing. They got the alien a sweet bike onsesie. I can't wait to have him sport it in his first 2 and under time trial. He will be so aero.
We had a little return of the winter. Now its one of those awesome 801 days where the mountains are white and the sky is blue. Garlics are poking up in my garden!
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
In addition, I. miss. alcohol.
|Mini, Caterina, Woody, J9 and her new Yeti|
|The hubs training it up. He went home and drank some raw eggs and then punched some meat carcasses.|
|A dozen was quicly reduced to seven. That was before I offered them to anyone else. C'mon they were minis.|
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Garfield did her first ride/exercise in almost 2 months. Am finally clear to do some activity.
After delishy Trio brunch (or what injured/pregnant people do in the 801 on the weekends) with Justino (injured), Sil (days from giving birth) and Nolan (2 years old), the hubs, Justino and I went for a pathetically slow but awesome ride.
It was also Justino's first ride outside since shoulder surgery in January so he was game for flat and slooow.
We went west siiide styyyles so we could stay flat and not get passed by the agros (though Mel ans I have been schooled on the Jordan River bike path by a large Samoan gal in sweats on a huffy before). But I think everyone can agree that's awesome.
It was a beautiful day and it was great to be out. Many things felt very weird and I will for sure be getting a different seat and a super fred massive-rise stem. I'm happy to report I'm worked from a 25 mile 2 hour ride.