Monday, August 10, 2009
please don't leave me....part 1
please don't leave me. i haven't updated this blog in about two weeks and i'm hoping both my readers (hi james! hi mom!) don't stop reading. i've also been really behind on reading other blogs these past couple weeks, so can i get a little blog amnesty? i'm making a comeback this week.
i have my recap of all fun things in the works, but i'm thinking of 3 installments because i don't want to turn off anyone kind enough to read with a mega-long post.
so. Part 1.
there has been a lot going on....we had some more guests in town, i had 2 job interviews (fingers crossed haven't heard yet), and i studied my brains out for the Certified Strength and Conditionaling Specialist exam last week.. (a 4 hour test- i'll get the results in 6 weeks). i even read this whole text book cover to cover. 600 pages. oooooch. the test/certification is no joke. i learned a TON and am continuing to go back through all the areas i wansn't sure about.
in between all the serious stuff (like shopping for the perfect job interview outfit and practicing plyometric drills by myself for the CSCS exam)- there was plenty of room for fun.
last weekend james and i headed to ride El Moro on the mountain bikes with ryan and sarah. we set out for a 3-hour ride, by far my longest on the mountain bike so far. i think i was dying after the first climb. sweating way too hard for climbing probably 100 feet.
over the course of the day, we charged some big hills, and the climbing was soooo darn hard for me. sarah was spinning up like it was not so bad, so i had no choice. i usually somehow made it up to the top, but wheezing in heart rate zone 1,000. the downs were fun, nice relief, and we got some good descending practice.
after a while, we actually descended some twisty single track all the way to Emerald Bay, a private beach community in Laguna Beach with insane houses.
ryan, our tour guide, showed us the way to sneak in past the tennis courts (he was a champ, by the way on the whole ride, and carried my extra water and made sure the girls were okay while james (aka wants-to-be-a-schleck) dropped the hammer all over the place).
the place was nuts. its all gated and gorgeous and the residents cruise around on golf carts all day...i stopped in one of the park bathrooms and it was like they had gold toilets. immaculate. i was surprised there wasn't a bathroom butler. gate crashers....
we eventually made the longs climbs back to the car and i was WORKED. the only things that kept me going were 1) chasing sarah and her sexy long legs - seriously- how small does she make me look? ok, there is a little bit of a slope
2) zoning out listening to ryan and james make ridculous bets about anything and everything. you can pretty much count on the fact that on any occasion, those two will heckle eachother incessantly, and make some stupid bet about beer and bikes. at El Moro, Ryan bet James he couldn't middle ring-it up a steep climb. james accepted and spun up the hill like it was nothing. bet it helps that he weighs like 5 pounds.....
at the end of the ride, we discovered that once again, i had improved upon my ability to acquire a FANTASTIC dirt unibrow. damn, i'm getting good at this! seriously?
ok. part two coming up....SURF MONKEY! the best swim/run race with the best cheering squad ever...