Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Fast is Hard

5:01 sunrise
22:53 sunset

I "raced" my mountain bike last night.  I put "raced" in "quotes" because I'm not out there expecting to win anything nor is it really a mystery who will finish in what order (at least in my category).  Moreover, only a handful of people are at our community races.  In my category, there were two of us (and yes, I finished 2nd).  I also generally dislike the competition/ranking aspect of racing.  So then..... why was I out there?

Oh ya, I challenged myself to participate in one twoonie race with our local mountain bike club at the Mount MacIntyre course this year.  Goal #12 Fit for 40.

It's hard to try and ride your bike fast and I'm not very good at it.  Rule #10 (I can't believe I am quoting these f@*#ing rules) says it never gets easier, you just go faster. Maybe one day I will get faster?  I guess the goal was to put myself in an uncomfortable place, just to see how it feels and to suffer a bit.  To push harder to go faster than I would on my own.  Presumably in all of this I come out the other side having learned or experienced something new.

Do I look tired?  I was tired.  Check out my flushed face, more than an hour after the race was over.

And yes, there was this brief moment, in the hour or so after finishing, when my head felt empty, calm.  It's sort of like the wire scrub brush feeling in my lungs, from breathing so hard, was extended to my head as well.  Riding hard scrubbed all of the distracting thoughts from my mind and left me, along with a tired body, a tired mind.  And that feeling might make going out again next week worth it.

Monday, May 20, 2013

Comin' back from Cali, from Cali, from Cali

5:05 sunrise
22:49 sunset

So, I'm back from California.  That means I'm 40, which somehow seems okay to me now. It also means that it should be nice here in Whitehorse by now but this is not the case.  4C as I type and it was below zero this morning when I went up to the location for our 24 Hours of Light mountain bike festival that will be happening in a mere month. I know I complain about the weather all the time but come ooooonnnnnn.

Anyhow, I wrote about our riding in California here, a bike blog that I may contribute to on a more regular basis.  Suffice to say that it was great fun being on vacation with my friends and I only wish we hadn't done so much driving.  The RV we rented was hilarious but there is only so much chattering up and down highway 101 that anyone can take before starting to go bonkers.

Parking the RV at our campsite at New Brighton Beach

After six days of riding we settled into a weekend in San Francisco, which was awesome.  We rented this spiff pad in the Noe Valley/Castro area and then proceeded to eat our way around the city.  I only wish there had been more time!

This is at Kronnerburger where the tag line is: "Rare Salty."  It was both.

Neat-o dessert at The Slanted Door: lychee cotton candy

Birthday menu at NOPA. I had the tagine and the baked cauliflower plus bits and pieces of everyone else's meal

I also saw two really excellent exhibitions at SFMOMA (Garry Winogrand and Lebbeus Woods) and spent some quality time digging through the racks at a Thrift Town and a Ross store.  I was pretty restrained when it came to actually buying stuff.  Most of my money went into good food and drink, which I think is the way to go.  I did, however, splurge on this disco hoodie for my birthday.  But come on how could anyone resist?!  It's made from disconium!

So, the big birthday trip is over and now it's down to summer Yukon business.  As I have mentioned, year in and year out on this blog, summer is manic season and things are about to get crazy.  Last week alone our mountain bike club had an intro to mountain biking course on Monday, a group ride and twoonie race on Tuesday (I went to yoga), the Ride of Silence on Wednesday, a women's group ride on Thursday and I think on Friday I actually rested.  Summer's like that up here.  Now all we need is a bit of warm weather to accompany it all.

Tomorrow: will I be brave and go suffer through a Mt Mac Twoonie Race as per my fit for 40 goal #12?  Pfftttt, I am not feeling enthused.  We'll see.