Prepping for a Century

The weather is finally starting to change and I’m excited. Shorts and hoodies? Check. Open windows at night for proper sleeping? Check. Sandals? Erm, working on that (silly orthotic inserts).

With spring weather comes spring training. Spring training for me this year includes prepping for my biggest/longest/hardest/most involved athletic pursuit yet: the Three State Three Mountain Century ride in Chattanooga, TN. The first weekend in May.

This is a canon on one of the mountains I'm riding on. A canon. Source.

This is a canon on one of the mountains I’m riding on. A canon. Source.

On the plus side, I’ll get to visit Georgia for the first time. And Alabama. I’m sure I won’t mind that I’m just passing through.

I’m very grateful for Kaleb, Maria, Bruce and Katelyn (bike loaner ftw!) for all of their help, support and training during this endeavor. I’m super nervous, but I know I can totally conquer it.

And did I mention that I also got my TurboKick certification? Yep, and I have an audition for a instructor position this Sunday! Wish me luck.

What have you done (or committed to) recently that scares you?



I’m really loving the human voices tumblr these days. Here are some of my favorites.

The beginning of philosophy is wonder.

– Aristotle

I am the shipwreck of my own wanderings.

– Fernando Pessoa

I feel therefore that we are ancestors of a God and that with our deepest loneliness we are reaching out through the centuries towards a beginning. That is what I feel.

– Rilke

I feel all shadows of the universe multiplied deep inside my skin.

– Virginia Woolf

But who can remember pain, once it’s over? All that remains of it is a shadow, not in the mind even, in the flesh. Pain marks you, but too deep to see. Out of sight, out of mind.

– Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid’s Tale

Why I Don’t Update Enough

Because I blog for other people for a living.

Sincerely, I love writing and I love blogging. I’m considering how I can “resolve” (for lack of a better term) to keep on this in the future.

Torrey's Peak

This man is running where I was on Thanksgiving. I’ll run there myself, soon.

Currently I’m Loving:
  • Shakeology
  • TurboFire
  • Historical Fiction (I must finish The Historian)
  • Evening walks with Kaleb
  • Planning how our new apartment will be decorated (!!!)
  • Meeting new people/the Challenge group with Maria
  • Travelling
  • Cooking dinner
Currently Contemplating
  • Santosha
  • Shalom
  • the future
  • the bare trees


I’m really good at random. I’m working on planned.

Oh, you know, just another Half Marathon.

A half-marathon at Ft. Benjamin Harrison whose butt Sara and I kicked! Which butt? How should that sentence be written? I don’t care; it was amazing. I have never finished a race running harder or with less left. Again a sentence that doesn’t make much sense, but so it goes.

On Saturday, my good friend Sara and I ran the 17th annual Indianapolis Half Marathon at the historic Ft. Benjamin Harrison State Park. The day started dark, cold and stuff. I was (and still am, sadly) fighting a nasty chest cold. Mucus, coughing, snot – if it was ugly, I was it. Turns out Sara caught the same bug, so we were in the same boat. Nonetheless, we started our half-marathon series this year together with the Indianapolis Mini Marathon in May (my first ever half!) and were determined to give this one our all (I’m just full of cliche colloquialisms today). None for being extremely hilly and extraordinarily beautiful, neither of us had any aspirations of finishing fast – we just wanted to finish.

half-marathon, running, 13.1, Ft. Benjamin Harrison, Ft. Harrison, run, runner, event, race

Sara and I before the race. I’m both freezing and covering my bib so they don’t put me in a different corral.

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