Good Ride

Eureka Canyon Loop
38.9 miles, 3003.feet of climbing

GO TOTAL TURN ROAD NAME
START AT SOQUEL HIGH SCHOOL
0.0 R SOQUEL-SAN JOSE RD.
0.3 0.3 L SOQUEL DR.
2.0 2.3 X CABRILLO COLLEGE
1.6 3.8 X APTOS
0.1 3.9 L TROUT GULCH RD.
0.5 4.4 R VALENCIA RD.
2.6 7.0 L DAY VALLEY RD.
2.0 9.0 L FREEDOM BLVD.
0.1 9.1 L HAMES RD.
0.6 9.7 R PLEASANT VALLEY RD.
0.1 9.8 L HAMES RD.
1.5 11.2 X CORRALITOS
0.0 11.2 L EUREKA CANYON RD.
8.9 20.1 S HIGHLAND WAY
7.7 27.8 S SUMMIT RD
0.0 27.9 X SUMMIT STORE
0.0 27.9 U SUMMIT RD
0.0 27.9 R SOQUEL-SAN JOSE RD.
10.9 38.9 END SOQUEL HIGH SCHOOL

R=Right, L=Left, X=Cross, U=Uturn, S=straight

I'll Take the Physical Challenge!

So far, no bricks! That will have to be remedied soon. As of now, I am holing a pretty steady pattern of swim, bike, and run days, but I haven't really committed to increasing the intensity, doing any sort of drills, or anything to take this regimen to eleven. I dare myself to do any or all of the above next weekend.

First Day at Sea

Today was the first *official* day of my new triathlon training regimen. Seeing as it has been raining cats and dogs nonstop since at least a year ago, and, seeing as you are supposed to take it really easy at the beginning of the season, I only ran a few miles. I did, however, do some sprints at the end. Similarly to my training, I don't want to ramp up my blogging to quickly and injure my...imagination...or willpower...or something like that.

How about a photo that has nothing to do with running? Ok!

Funny Feeling

I feel like I should have just attended the TNT Spring 2009 kickoff for the SF/Marin triathlon team. But, I'm not doing TNT this season, and I'm not even living in San Francisco. However, it will be a triathlon season for me, and it will start next week. I'm back in the blogging business starting next week.

Today I rode my bike from Pleasanton to Menlo Park. It was a great day and a great ride, 30 miles in all. I have been running a lot with Penny, so this was a nice break from that as well as a nice return to how I really like to move my glutes. Here are a couple of photos from the Don Edward Wildlife Refuge, just before traversing the Dombarton Bridge. No toll on the bike!

Kersplat!

On Thanksgiving morning, I had my annual bike accident. Once a year, whether I need it or not, apparently. I have to admit, I have had several more spectacular crashes in the past. In this case, I was riding on Highway 1, just north of Davenport, when I caught my tire in the train tracks. I lost my balance, and my bike went over my head. I was intact enough to keep on riding, which was good, since I was about 15 miles from Santa Cruz where I had started. When I got back to my parents' house, my brother pointed out that I had marks from the chain ring along the shoulder of my jersey, confirming that the bike had in fact gone over my head. I ripped through my jacket when I hit the ground, and earlier today I picked a piece of said jacket out of the scabbing abrasion on my elbow. Yes. Once a year. At least.

Gotta Game Plan!

Yes, I do.

I want to do two things in the next year.

1. Wildflower Olympic course. I may have to solicit the support of Pam's chichi "invite only" triathlon club to accomplish this goal. But I'm not going to participate in any shady hazing rituals. You got that, Pam? Just because I'm little sister doesn't mean you can boss me around. Take that.

2. Providence 70.3. Yes, this is my race. Eileen! Are you in?

I give myself until the New Year to unpack the boxes. Then, I swim, bike, run, swim, bike, run, swim, bike, run. And swim, bike run.