Friday, April 30, 2010

Higgins: five and a half months!

I snapped these pictures quickly before work so I apologize if they are blurry... but here's the little Higlet at 5 1/2 months! He's nearly as big as Byrdie!
Oh, and I take back what I told everyone about the chewing... this little guy is trouble when left unattended! So far casualties include canvas toys, a tennis ball, a glove, multiple socks, my favorite running shorts and a headlamp (RIP, little headlamp). We love him, anyway.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Cherry Creek Sneak

I'm proud to report that today I successfully completed my first road race since 2005! Some of my friends and coworkers planned to use the Cherry Creek Sneak as a qualifier for the Bolder Boulder and I joined in on the fun. I decided to get over my somewhat irrational fear of competing while not being in what I consider "racing shape" and signed up for the five mile race. Honestly, who even cares if I run five miles in 33 minutes or 35? No one, that's who. So, here is the day captured by my personal photographer, private cheering section and race support: Mr. Benjamin Vanberg. (Don't worry, I'll be paying him back here and here.)

Before I overwhelm you with a series of photos from my race (please, bear with me as I unleash my nerdy, race-loving self!), here's some images of the amazing and talented Trent Joseph finishing the 5k in a stellar fourth place:
Great run, Trent!

Here's the five-mile from start to finish. My goal for the race was to run between 7-minute pace and 7:15 pace. I really had no idea whether this was realistic or not, but I needed to set a goal for myself.
What a great crowd! See how happy the spectators look? A big reason why I love racing: being around people who love running as much as I do!
 Here I am around the 1.5 mile mark. My first mile read 6:54 -- I was pleasantly surprised with this time because the first three minutes of the race I couldn't find a rhythm, being slowed by the crowd and weaving around racers. Once I did settle into my pace I was unsure of what my first split would look like but made sure to stick to a comfortable clip and when I looked down and saw 6:54 I was certain I would be able to hit my goal.
And now I've passed the 2-mile marker (split: 6:50) and am heading slightly downhill to three miles. Quite pleased, but struggling with a serious case of GERD. (Heartburn? How old am I anyway?)
Three miles has come and gone and so has my heartburn. The third split wasn't great -- I didn't actually get it but I think it was somewhere around 7:30 (small hill in there). I passed the four-mile marker at 27:36 which told me I was back under 7:00 pace (6:54 to be exact).
Here's the final stretch. The last mile wasn't great (7:30 again) and it was pretty apparent that I don't have the base I need to finish out a race. Happy to report that I do still have my track legs under me, though! :)

My final time clocked in at 35:07 - about 7:01 pace! 
I'm quite pleased with it considering my training, or lack thereof, as of late. This race is great motivation to increase my miles to prepare for some of the bigger races I have my sights set on.
The gang after the races: Trent, me, Sarah and Amber.
Enjoying a little Leinenkugel's Summer Shandy after our races! FYI, I am only five minutes post-race here... who says cool downs are important?
Cheers to race season!!

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Jónsi

The words to describe the performance we saw recently have escaped me -- hmm, or rather, I cannot find the words to do justice to what I experienced, so I urge you to visit this website and view these comments about Jonsi's performance at the Paramount Theatre. I have never felt such an emotional connection to music as I did on this evening. At the end of the set as I stood catching my breath, I watched in awe as the crowd collectively gathered their composure before filing out of the theater, and I wondered if everyone else felt as glad as I did to share this sensation with others. To know that yes, this really happened and no, I am not the only person to have this raw, happy, heart-wrenching feeling inside of me and all the while realizing that the concert had ended and it was time to leave. To me, it felt as if some life-changing, catastrophic event had occurred. But in a good way. 
Well, like I said, the deserved words escape me. 
Here are some clips from jonsi.com that describes the performance. I'm sure they will not do the live performance justice, so GO DO!



                           

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Fruita: Captured by Dean

The weekend from Dean's perspective:
Great weekend of riding under our belts.

And that's all, folks!

Fruita: Everything but the biking.

(18 Road and the Book Cliffs.)
(Camp and the Book Cliffs.)
(The Grand Mesa in the distance.)
(After our run and ride, respectively, at Highline Lake State Park.)
 (Relaxing back at camp.)
(The troublesome tumbleweed.)
(A hike on the Kokopelli Trail.)
(Hot, hot, hot out there!)