Sunday, March 29, 2009
Iowa Style...
Friday, March 27, 2009
Goin' Country
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Sleepy ramblings.
Those two are snoring over the television...tired kids.
Freedom is so close I can feel it, taste it. I'm nervous, anxious, almost apprehensive but giddy with anticipation at the same time. This is what I've labored for, to get here, and now here I am.
I'm off, off to shower, get ready for the trip, go to the airport. I'm off to meet my nephew, see old friends, and finish a book that's been opened for a long time. I'm off to have a good time, reminsce of the old days, and maybe drive a tractor or two. Oh and there's one last thing, I'm off to start a brand new book.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Saturday's hike...
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Today...
Today I felt the abrasion on the back of my leg sting and I remembered where I was when I got it Tuesday night. I'm happy for today, happy I'm not where I was then, happy I made it to the top and conquered, and most of all happy for where I am...today.
Under the Stars
I also greeted the morning with a gigantic craving for a cola. On my commute in to work I stopped at Macey's for a soda, but I needed a can, cans only come in six packs...I purchased the six pack. At the checkstand I paid, loaded the Colas into my messenger bag and put my helmet back on. As soon as I walked out the door I could feel the weight of the sodas using the strap of my bag as a vehicle to cut off my air supply and stop the operation of my lungs....the things I'll do for a soda. Due to the "soda stop" I arrived at the office late and only had 10 minutes to shower; I did it, mission accomplished.
I feel good today.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
In case you were wondering...
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
A Quote for Today
-Hugh Prather
Edna is back! and happy St. Patrick's Day
I think spring may have arrived yesterday. I don't know what the high temperature was but it was WARM! This morning while preparing for the commute I realized that it was probably time to change up the morning riding attire...after all, it surely couldn't be 20 degrees out anymore. I checked the temp and it was already a balmy 43 degrees! I was able to ride in just my baselayer and windbreaker. How nice to not have extra heavy winter clothes to weigh me down on the ride home! As I type this at 9:44am it's already 54 degrees, I am totally in love with today.Part of me doesn't want winter to end. After all, I love skiing but when the season changes so do lots of other things. Earth is reborn with the sounds and smells of spring, people are outside, my car hibernates in the driveway for months at a time, Edna gets the love she deserves, my cycling tan lines are accentuated (and they are oh so hot)...yeah, I guess I'm okay with spring.
In closing I'd like to wish everybody a Happy St. Patrick's Day! Have a beer, wear some green, and enjoy the day. This morning Cindy (a lady that I work with) brought me a homemade cinnamon roll with GREEN frosting! Of course it was delicious, as is everything that comes from her kitchen, thanks Cindy.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Thoughts on giving up and letting go...
*Giving up, throwing in the towel, losing hope...I will not give up.
*Letting go, releasing unwanted and unneeded negativity, freeing yourself...I will let go.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Simplify
Friday, March 13, 2009
Goals

I remember the exact moment in time when I fell in love with Alaska. In Ms. Asby's 5th grade reading class we read a fictional novel about the Iditarod...I'm struggling for the title but can't remember a name. We read it in conjunction with the actual Iditarod and also studied Alaskan History that same month in Social Studies, I was hooked. Most years after that I followed the Iditarod independently and not as a homework assignment. 7 years later, I was 18 years old and found myself living in Utah amongst the great Rocky Mountains and 13 world class ski resorts. What else could I do but take up a snow sport? I began snowboarding. For two seasons I attempted to teach myself to snowboard every weekend, not much success. By the third season I was mediocre but also gained employement at Snowbasin, a ski resort. Throughout that winter my love of snow, mountains, and the outdoors swelled even more in turn making my craving for Alaska an insatiable desire.
Recently I've been lucky....honored....privileged...well, I can't come up with an adjective that seems adequate to describe just how fortunate I am, but by now you get the picture. I have always had opportunities to surround myself with really wonderful people. Matt and Lynn (a coworker/friend) are two of those people. While adventuring with Matt and Lynn I was introduced to their friends Dawn and John who are equally fantastic. Dawn is an Alaskan native and has had her own recent adventures there....sooooo jealous but also thankful for her willingness to share her truly awesome experiences there. I've got to go! One of my current goals.
There are several more big ones at the top of the list in my constant vision and thought. To give them each the attention they deserve I will write about them individually throughout the next few days. Until then keep dreaming and love life.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Monday, March 9, 2009
Best Monday...yes it's Monday and it's a good one.


*This picture is especially for Lynn, sorry I couldn't wear them to work I didn't think our international leaders would appreciate them the way they should be appreciated!Thursday, March 5, 2009
Random Ramblings
I'm very much looking forward to skiing this weekend. I haven't been on my "A game" for several weeks now. Not since that blissful powder filled weekend when I hurt my legs. I feel like they are back to 100%. It will be good to have the mountain back under my feet and breathe the clean air up there. Also, I look forward to the good company that comes with skiing Snowbasin.
Then there's writing; my outlet, my talent, my love. I had neglected my beloved leather bound journal and favorite ball point pen for five long months. But I've wiped away the dust and gotten back into the groove. It energizes me to put beautiful words to paper, I love words. They can be powerful. I've rediscovered my old writing style (by old I mean dating back to high school and shortly thereafter). It's more artistic, more emotional, more fun, and beautiful.
Those are today's thoughts. Completely random, scattered, and probably unimportant to most. But they are mine and today I'm glad they are! Live life and love it.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Deep Thoughts...It's Happening Again
What provokes these thoughts and feelings?
Is it the fresh air?
Warmer temperatures?
Physical activity stimulating the mind?
Fear of being hit by a car?
Most recently, I believe it was the weekend vacation that reset all of my sensors and centered me.
After spending the weekend surrounded by the spirit of the mountains and the outdoors I no longer feel like I'm hanging on for dear life:
I feel as though I am on top of the world and that I can conquer anything:

I have a deep appreciation for the little things in life. They inspire me. Yesterday while riding home from the store I passed a mother pushing a baby across the parking lot in a grocery cart. Mother was busy with life, checking off her overwhelming internal "to do" list and oblivious to me. The rosy cheeked infant, on the other hand, had his eyes locked in on me. When we made eye contact his puffy cheeks rose into a big smile, almost as if to say, "Hi." or "How are you doing?" or "I genuinely hope that you've had a good day today." If able, I wonder what he would have said......
Unplanned and 100% Success
Friday was naps from a very short Thursday night, two hours of work, talking to Bryce on the phone, and driving to St. George with Lynn and Matt. Friday ended with meeting John and Dawn, mexican food, and snuggling into a mummy sleeping bag.

Saturday began with baked apples and pottery talk, followed by sandals and socks (yes, at the same time), which lead to high elevations and dangerous cliffs. Then there was the gift shop with its t-shirts and post cards, the rock store with its shark teeth and dinosaur eggs. With dinner there was GPS confusion, sushi, and cold stone. At dinner there was loud laughter, pure enjoyment, and first time Calamari. Before bed there was bike talk, Captian Morgan, and milk.

Sunday came with sun and fruity "ball-shaped" cereal. There were missing husbands, pig tails, and decisions to be made (hiking or biking, biking or hiking??). Two departed by car, three departed by bicycle. Two drove to Kolob, three rode to Snow Canyon. On the ride there were 22 miles, speeds exceeding 37 miles per hour, trucks with black exhaust, and cyclists with middle fingers. Then there was the drive home which was napping, the Weakerthans, Waking Ashland, Straylight Run, Vadera, and junk food.

The weekend as a whole: there was zen, love, laughter, peace, happiness, contentment.
Monday, March 2, 2009
Over the weekend...

and had a weekend that could be described with words like these:
stunning
striking
picturesque
scenic
delightful
charming
wonderful
exquisite
pleasing
magnificent
astonishing
astounding
remarkable
wonderful
incredible
marvelous
mind-blowing
...just to name a few.
*There is much more to follow on this post, this is just a teaser...please stay tuned.



