Moab Trail Marathon Race Report

I know my blog says road to 70.3 worlds, but everyone knows that's not even close to the end. Why would I rest and take it easy for a while? Because I signed up for my first trail marathon in Moab, Utah a ways back.  This is one of the toughest trail marathons, apparently. Although...honestly I think every race director says that. Still, Moab proved to not be anywhere close to easy.

Shortly after worlds, I jumped into the world of cyclocross. No, really. I started during holy week, which meant wednesday, saturday, sunday races (times 2 weeks). I decided that I liked cross a lot, so why stop? Anyways, back to running. Wait, running...I had about 5 weeks to train for a marathon with doing cross races every weekend (but 1).  Yes. Only I would decide it's more fun to do ALL the cross races AND train for a marathon. Basically, I ran once-ish a week hitting around 16 as my peak run (on the road). I knew I could finish a marathon because I already did that once after biking 112 miles...oh and swimming 2.4 miles. So, it's. all. good. right? errr, maybe...

Running and I have a strange relationship. I cannot explain it that well, but I have been injured many many many times running.  My cycling friends hate on me for running all the time (which by the way actually makes me want to run more, so keep it up), but honestly.......when it's good, I enjoy it! I had a few problems with blisters and my right leg during training when I jumped to "higher" mileage. The traditional "runners knee" issue was re-occuring even sometimes during just a 3 mile run. CRAP. THIS IS GOING TO BE TERRIBLE. By the way, runners knee is simply a tight IT band. Too much tightness, yo. I took a nice 2 week taper of barely running and just hoped it wouldn't act up (that and massage).

Turns out, I had possibly the best time running I have ever had.  The race started at 9am, which in Moab, meant around 35 degrees.  Katie and I shivered our faces off, but knew that the temperature would warm up later (who wants too much clothing anyways?).  We went off shortly after the pros (fast guys. no really fast) with a steady climb.  We were pretty bunched up for a little bit, but everyone seemed to have similar attitudes (this is cool and I don't care about pace).  Wait, no there was that one lady who decided to yell "ON YOUR LEFT" when clearly there was plenty of room to pass and no reason to shout.  Doucher.

Anyways, there seemed to be aid stations every 4 miles or so.  Now, 4 miles on trail is a lot different than road.  I am talking....omg i just went one mile at 9:45, then the next at 13.  My favorite aid station was around mile 9-10, which included cookies, goldfish, PBR, water, and other things I didn't look at. The beer gave me this amazing boost...I probably shouted how much I loved PBR. Wait, yes. yes I did. not sorry.

Shortly after my favorite aid station, the half marathoners broke off to the right, while we went to the left.  I was actually feeling awesome.  There was a few miles of flat, which was strange (but fun...random terrain). Why so easy? What's going on? Oh. That giant mountain is why....we went on to walk up the side of a mountain. Yeah, it was steep enough that you were basically hiking (and we took pictures).  I saw one guy run for maybe 10 seconds. Everytime we turned a corner and thought we were at the top, well, we weren't.  The views were unbelievable.  

like this

and this,

Were the legs tired yet? Yes. The terrain made me feel weird, in the sense that my ankles and joints were not used to this.  Nothing terrible so far, though.  Katie and I made a good running pair (I never run with people)....and in fact were started passing a good amount of people after we hit the top of the mountain.  Bridging gaps and dropping flies. 

I can't really remember miles 15-20 that well.  I only remember seeing mountain bikers and...well, rocks. Then mile 23 happened.

We could hear the finish.  Almost there (at that point, we were like 5 something hours in). Then we came upon a stream. The lady told us we had to wade through to the other side.  Wait, what? So, we went in the cold cold cold cold water, which almost approached waist high.  I was getting out and my entire lower half went DKFLJSOIFJSDOIFJOIDSJFO(#W(939e32irejsdkfjldsjf. In other words, everything tightened up.  haha. That tight IT band wasn't letting me bend my knee much.  Then, the aid station said welcome to the adventure 5k to finish things out.  This was awesome (besides I couldn't bend my right knee, but at that point who cares).  We climbed up ladders, went through large storm pipes?, had to go up rocks with ropes (not runable), then repel down rocks on the other side. thanks to Katie for walking a bit with me then getting me to finish "running". Err..hobbling. whatever.

We finished something like 6 hours and 20 min (102 out of 148).  Yes, we took our time at aid stations. yes we took pictures/videos. We had fun and didn't give a crap. I loved it.

What's next? I'm not sure, for once. I am planning on finishing out the rest of cross season (with an upgrade ready), but that's all I have. I am not signed up for a triathlon next year or any strange adventure race yet. I actually want to try to focus on cycling just to see what happens. Of course, I will still run here and there just to make people mad.

Right leg still kind of tight, but more or less fine.  Happy with the quick recovery (running slow rocks). rocks, get it? ok, nevermind.

Well, until next time....

                                                               I'm serious about running

Ironman 70.3 RACE REPORT

Firstly, it doesn't rain that much in Las Vegas. In fact, a local said it rains maybe 5-6 times a year (i am talking real rain not wimpy sprinkles). Well, it rained probably 3 of the 5 days while I was in Henderson this last week. WHAT? flash floods! Woo woo!

We flew into Vegas on a Thursday, just in time to hit around 105 degrees for the next few days. I got really nervous the 2nd hot day, even though I was expecting hot weather. Everything was a lot more surreal....the fact that I was racing in a WORLD championship, people from 50 different countries representing, some of the fastest people, the toughest half ironman in the US, and wait...I am here? How did that happen?  Well, I kind of got lucky...I got a roll down slot, which meant I did not get 1st or 2nd in my age group to grab the slots to Worlds.  Instead, the 2nd place girl wasn't there to take the slot and I just happen to be walking by the tend that announced my name. Thanks to Mike, who paid for my entry fee (don't worry I paid him back) because I had no wallet (and no plans/goals/thoughts of even making this), I was going to the world champs.

                                              the view from the hotel.........and a turtle spitting

Logistics: A PAIN IN THE ASS. I'm not the biggest fan of different start and finishes...that means two transition areas, which means lots of moving shit around, driving, etc. Our hotel was a mile from T1/swim start, which was nice...but like 20ish min drive to T2.

Pre-Race: I did a short run and bike before the race to work out any kinks from traveling/make sure my bike was working.  I opted out of the "practice swim" because well...I hadn't swam in 2 weeks so why bother to start now. The banquet/athlete dinner was awesome....i went from nervous to more excited/pumped up.

                                     PRE riding...yes the views were awesome. desert mountains!

                                                              in front of transition 1

Swim: I had to wait a few hours after transition closed till my age group went off.  It was raining........wasn't prepared for this much rain, so I was actually COLD waiting around. Who would have thought? Not me. I was kind of glad in a way that it was raining and not blistering hot yet.  Anyways, the swim felt decent. The water, on the other hand, was seriously POOP. You could not even see your elbow through the brown water. Every once in a while I smelled something gross too. It was kind of a maze trying to pass all the older folks that went off in front of us, but nothing too eventful...just the usual whack in the head a few times.  I am quite surprised I still managed to get 9th out of 74 girls in my age group. I swam 8 times this entire year....MINIMAL TRAINING YES! still got it, kids. Oh, my time was like 30 min. That seemed slow, but apparently everyone else went slow too.

T1: felt like i was running a tough mudder. Plus, we had to run our bikes up a big hill, what? cyclocross training.

Bike:  Still raining. Well, so much for that sunscreen and arm coolers in the bike bag (they really should have been in my run bag...damn triathlon logistics). Lets just say the bike was always up or down. The scenery was gorgeous...when I could see because of the rain. I felt very good...all that biking seemed to pay off. Then, at mile 40 something...I flatted. CRAP. I had never flatted in a race before. The adrenaline and a nice volunteer named Jimmy...must have just given some magical fix your flat super fast power. I did, however, frost bite my fingers from the Co2. Oh well...it worked so I was happy. In fact, my last 19 mile split was actually faster than my others with the flat fix. I must have had some angry watts (and a chain that didn't work that well but in the crank it out gears). My time was just over 3 hours...not too bad for a tough course.  I'm thankful to join an awesome community of cyclists this year to kick my ass on the road, yet still put up with the fact I do a few Triathlons. :) Bikes have never been more fun!

T2: NO SUNSCREEN VOLUNTEERS?? NOOOOOO

Run: This was brutal. The rain stopped, the sun came out, and the sun's friend humidity poked some fun too. I had no sunscreen and no arm coolers.  I walked the aid stations, but only craved water and ice to throw down my back.  This was probably not a good idea, considering I was covered in salt by the last lap (this was a hilly 3 loop course). You had to run by the finish twice before you actually got to finish. OUCH! By the last lap, i struggled with the up hills a lot more.  I ended up meeting some cool people/talking more (a few from australia, a 65 year old lady, a lady who had bad mechanical problems, someone without a leg). I was over the time thing and just wanted to finish/not be in the med tent. And that I did.

Overall time was 5:54. Not my best, not my worst. But all things considering, I was happy. I mean, it's a world championship...it's supposed to be hard.

Plus, the medal was gigantuous. seriously.

I am surprisingly not that sore. I am very sunburnt..........VERY. I also caught a cold, which is no surprise. I don't really ever get sick, except after Ironman events. That's what happens when you work your body so hard, your immune system says NOPE.

Thanks friends/family for being so supportive.  I'm lucky to have many new and old ones believe in me!  Bc if you knew me in college, I was a walking health/injury mess. I've had enough people through the years tell me the things I cannot or will never be able do....well screw that. Anything is possible. World champs, CHECK!

What's next? Cyclocross! I get to ride fast in the dirt with friends.................and train for a trail marathon on the side.  ha...ha. did you expect anything less?

Also, 9/11...may we never forget.....

Xterra STOAKED! race report...and some.

What's up internet?  I am a little delayed on my race report from earlier this month up in New Hampshire.  I wanted to write about this race because it was such a unique experience compared to anything I have ever done. First things first. Xterra's are off road triathlons, which includes a swim, mountain bike, and trail run.  The distances vary, but the one I did (and the other Julie from B2C2) was 1k swim, 20k mtn bike, and 8k trail run. Doesn't sound that hard, right? Well............

I just want to point out that I AM NOT A MTN BIKER! I have had a mountain bike for a little while, but it hasn't seen much love since I crashed hard and became a little cautious.  For this race, though, I finally got clip pedals...and yes I rode it ONCE with them before the race. Obviously I didn't specifically train for this xterra race, but lets just mess around and have fun.  Alright, let's cut to the chase here....

Swim 1k: I gave my wetsuit to the other Julie because it would be good practice for Vegas.  There was a front group a little ahead of me, but I didn't really care.  I just swam. I think I was 8th overall out of the water.  The biggest fear for me was the fact that I was going to be in the front during a mtn bike race.

Bike 20k: Luckily, we pre-rode the course the day before so I knew what I was in for.  The course started out with ALL THE HILLS.  I am talking miles of climbing in a cross country grassy type of terrain.  I learned to like this part since I am not experienced with the more technical single track stuff.  I pretty much spent the first lap trying not to die/letting hardcore dudes pass me.  After a lot of people passed me I was able to settle in and concentrate more on the course.  The 2nd lap I didn't fall at all (oops i didn't mention i fell 3 times on the first lap?) and probably went a lot faster.  Basically, it was fun and I did not feel like I was racing.......more like playing in the woods.  The bike took me 2 whole hours....OUCH.  Mtn biking is tough, lots of respect for you kids that do that.

Run 8k: Two loop course with lots of rollercoaster hills.  The bike didn't feel like it took much of a toll on me aerobically, so I FLEW on the run.  I passed a ton of people and even got comments like "you don't even sound like you are breathing." My legs were so confused with that mtn bike that they were happy to go hard.  I think I averaged close to 8 min miles on the hilly course, which isn't bad at all. I also discovered how FUN trail running is! I cannot wait for moab in november now......

Overall: 3 hours, 3rd in age group, lots of fun. I would recommend this race in a second...very well run, beautiful course, awesome people, and small. NO ONE was mean to me on the mountain bike course.  In fact everyone that passed me was really nice about it. People even offered to help me up when I fell.  NH for the win! Oh, and qualified for nationals in utah? hahahah. maybe someday....

I loved throwing this race in my schedule to mix things up.  I like to think that being a versatile athlete will only help me more in the end.  I might even be back next year!

Gearing up for vegas in a few weeks....i am pretty pumped.  For once in my life, I feel like I am prepared to race.  I have never done a half ironman feeling like I put in as much hard work as I could (usually I am injured at some point...actually I am ALWAYS injured...not this year!).  Bike racing has really given me a lot already and I would never take back joining a team.  In fact, I recommend any triathlete trying to improve to join a team and race the hell out of bikes.  Everyone has been so supportive....its just awesome.  You ROCK! It really does mean a lot. I'll return all the favors by being obnoxious cheering for everyone (or posting stupid things on fb) in races.

Getting a little choked up a bit about this race coming up....back in college I was such a mess (medical issues out the wazoooo) I never thought I would be where I am now as an athlete. EVER. This last year has been crazy amazing....put your mind to something and just do it. I can't stop now either...

BOLOCO! 

Ma State Triathlon Race Report

I figure since I haven't written a blog post in forever, that I'll write up the Ma state report!

Well, it was an early damn morning.  I slept poorly. In fact, I woke up at 1am thinking RACE RACE RACE! wait, no. Not yet body. Chill out. My alarm did go off at 4:30 am to get to Northeastern for my ride by 5:15. I owned the road with all my tri crap at least. My stupid aero helmet kept hitting my bag...so it was awkward biking.

The race was in Winchendon, Ma. For those Ma challenged people such as myself......central north Mass. We got there in plenty of time to check in, go to the bathroom 3 times (i have this thing before races...), put together transition, and go for a dip before getting started.  The water temp was 77 degrees and it was already humid out.  I decided to screw having a wetsuit, although turns out everyone else decided they wanted the "advantage".  Since NEU helps volunteer I was given the "yellow cap sign" where everyone basically stood around me, then followed me everywhere to get ready for a wave.  I ignored my nerves (i haven't done a triathlon in a long time it seemed) by dancing to every song that was played prior to wave 2 taking off. I like to pretend I am so not serious.

swim... .9 mile 22.33: I had no idea what to expect. I can count on one hand how many times I've been in the pool this YEAR. All my cambridge masters friends were there and giving me a hard time for not showing up to practices. I'm not motivated to swim much anymore. Anyways, they sent us off and i went as hard as my arms could go to get away from the big hussle of swimmers.  It wasn't as bad as I expected, but my goggles decided to fog up, so I couldn't see a thing.  All I could see what feet.  I decided to lose the draft and un fog my goggles. that might have been dumb, but at least I could see.  I fell back from the main group a bit and basically swam the rest of the way with myself. basically all in all. eh.

T1 1.11: nothing exciting. I put shoes on. WHOA! and helmet, glasses. stuff.

bike 22 miles 1.01.51: this was by far the most fun leg of the 3. I spiced my bike up with the aero bars (they had been off for a long time) and new carbon wheels. I FELT SO FAST! My garmin stopped working so i had no idea how fast I was going.  Turns out I averaged 21.4 for the 22 mile rolling hills course. That is a crazy improvement for me. I actually started feeling better around mile 20, but it was almost done. The course was really pretty with things for Julie to look at.  I passed a lot of girls and even some dudes! That neverrrrrrrrrrrrrrr happens.

T2 .46: There's not much you need to do here, so might as well make it fast right? breakfast socks went on!

Run 6.2 miles 50.12: I've been doing some training on the bike in the heat...it's been going fine.  Running in the heat hasn't been going as well for me.  It wasn't till I got running that I realized how hot and humid the weather was turning out to be. I stuck a GU in my pocket thinking I would eat it, but little did I know that the run would be a lot tougher than expected.  The first few miles were ok and in the shade.  They were going by so slowly and I had no idea what pace I was going (stupid watch).  Miles 2-4 were death.  The shade went away, the heat started getting to me, and nausea kicked in. I drank water at the aid stations and poured some on myself to try to get relief. At one point I started running towards the side because I thought i actually was going to vomit (dry heaved).  This sort of made me feel better, but I saw two girls in my age group pass me, which was frustrating...so i picked it up a bit the rest of the way.  I was surprised I still pulled 50 min for a 10k. DEATH! Everyone...be careful in the heat. bad things.

Anyways, total time 2.16.30. 3rd place in age group. 35 min off my former olympic tri distance time.  lots of improvements, but lots of improvements still needed. I danced on the podium and everyone laughed. It was fun seeing all my triathlon friends again! I don't show my face as often as I probably should.

Thanks for all the cheers during the race! Great job to everyone that survived the heat!

I have a lot of work to do before Vegas. Goals: have fun, be happy, be prepared, and then drink booze. I'm a simple kind of person.

shut up and race

Oops. I forgot that I had a blog.  Since I don't put my workouts here anymore, it's easier to lose track of this. My bad...well here's an update! I guess it's been since January.  January and Feb were months of a lot of nothingness....my old high school knee scar tissue decided to move in the wrong spot and cause some issues.  It was a simple fix though (now i know this) of a PT scraping/bruising the crap out of it. Could barely walk out the first day, then felt great the next. Who would have thought.

Highlight of the post is the fact that I've done some sort of race every weekend since Easter.  Yes, that's like 2 months of racing! I counted the training race at wells ave a few times as a weekend race.  I had a few running races that went very well (PRs and top 5 finishes) and a bunch of cycling races.  this is how i prefer to spend my weekends....races mean hanging out with cool people/pushing yourself running/biking whatever it is.

Myles Standish was my first real cycling race.  I had NO IDEA what to expect.  I pretty much just made it a goal to keep up with the group and not crash. mission accomplished...and a 9th place finish which wasn't too bad.  Cycling is so different (which is why im so intrigued) than anything I have done race-wise.  The first lap was me talking to myself saying "omg omg omg..that wheel is close to me. wait so is that one. crap crap crap." then i settled in a little bit.  The whole strategy thing is something i still need to figure out. but isn't that the fun in it?

2nd race: blue hills (3 laps of 7ish miles). with the men cat 5.  I took a leap of faith and thought why not.  I need to toughen up and the only way to learn how to bike race is to jump into things you are uncomfortable with. so i did. I was the only woman in the whole race.  I spent the first lap with the big group riding next to what looked like santa Claus.   On the down hills, i continued my "omg omg omg im gonna die" thoughts in my head.  I got dropped on the hill, then sprinted to catch back up to the group. got dropped again at the hill (do we see a trend here? i need to do some hill work). i spent the last lap with a few other dudes.  super fun time though. and didn't get last.

3rd race: sterling.  back with the women.  This race i decided on the whim to just try something different. make myself uncomfortable, again. It was a strange first lap...a lot of people didn't seem to want to take charge. So, what the hell, i pulled a bit in the beginning. aka everyone gets to draft me. There was this highway stretch (kinda windy) with a hill at the end then another hill to complete a lap.  I probably made a dumb mistake to pull the entire group the whole highway. but, again...it seemed like no one wanted to.  I pushed my legs as hard as i could (apparently i split the group down) then just kind of died at the hill. I fell a little behind on the hill but still within catching up distance going into lap 2. the support car passed me, then i flatted. OF COURSE. i stood on the side of the road for a while. some guy stopped to make sure
i was ok and offered me bug spray. i stood so long I got bit by bugs. yes. i finally got a spare wheel then sprinted the rest of the lap trying to catch up (i managed to catch up to a few small groups). got pulled and didn't get to finish the last lap. oh well, stuff happens. I got a good workout in for the first lap!

Please take a look at this pic. It appears that I am doing awesome. I AM WINNING. but no. those are guys. from some other race. I had no idea they were behind me. I had just spent the entire lap catching up to any lady i could possibly find.  I think i am laughing bc the race was so weird. PHOTOBOMB success.

you probably don't want to hear about my running races. oh just that I nearly puke/peed myself. oh wait. nevermind. I won't explain that.
oh and how about that one time I biked to a 10k, ran, drank beer, ate a hamburger, then biked home? wait, i won't explain that either.

On deck: reach the beach, killington stage race, purgatory road race, patriot half, brothers wedding, nothing in july yet, xterra stoaked, vegas 70.3, moab trail marathon.  more to be added of course!

I honestly didn't expect to do too many hardcore triathlons, but I didn't mean to qualify for worlds last year. I am pumped that I did. but I thought I would be trying to do that this year. So here I am.....need to pretend to get serious again. I should start swimming. i moved my arms today in my room that seemed like swimming.

until next time!

New look. New races. New stuff.

HEY! I know, it's been a while. But really, I haven't been doing anything that exciting, besides the holiday type things, hanging out, and working.  Happy new year by the way. My friends at the gym, I am sorry that for the next 2 weeks (maybe) it will be crowded with annoying people who think the "new year new you" thing is actually true. Best of luck out there.

Anyways, I have many exciting developments to rattle on about.  First off, I know the world champs isn't till September  but I've been feeling pumped already about it. So, why not start early? Secondly, I've decided to race bikes.  When I trained for the Ironman, I really grew to love biking much more (plus I actually trained on it)...AND I didn't get injured doing it (we won't count my trauma incident years ago). When I say race bikes, i mean race all the bikes.  Road, Mtn, and maybe cross (fall/winter). I put my name out there/showed a lot of interest with a great team. Crossing my fingers by the end of the month I will be official. I think this will SUPER benefit my few triathlon races I will do next year.

By the way, like the new layout? I like minions. So whatever if you don't.

So, ya. BIKE RACES! I am pumped.  Another thing, to buy a TT bike or not. I have been juggling this for a while. I want to be up there with the big kids in the front of my age group. BUT, after much discussion with many different people, I have decided to not go for it. First off, bikes these days are crazy expensive and you  really don't get that great of components/parts for your money. I got lucky with my road bike....I bought at the perfect time (somehow).  Even if I would get a mediocre in the middle TT bike...I would be spending crazy amounts of money...for bleh.  So, I think I am actually going to invest in some badass race wheels (which I can use for road racing, tri, cross, whatever). I would hardly use my TT bike....except for triathlon races (i don't sign up for that many actually)...and it would sit around anyways collecting dust/feeling sad.  Plus, I love my road bike. It's cool.

Been thinking of getting a pet turtle. thoughts?

I may or may not write about training stuff again this year.  I won't do weekly...I think I will just write about epic training things. and races. and random things I think about.  and penguins.

I'm not sure who reads this, but shout out to you.

Race schedule 2013.........ish

Hyannis half marathon: feb something.
March: road bike season starts
May: tough mudder and reach the beach
June: patriot half ironman
sept: VEGAS baby

I'm juggling the idea of Timberman in August.  I don't really feel like doing a half right before a half, but maybe I can do the sprint tri (when is the last time I've done one of those?). So if anyone wants to party up in NH with me/is already signed up please let me know.

k bye!

Post Ironman

  It has been about 3 weeks now since I finished my first Ironman.  I had heard of post Ironman....stress type things while doing my training. What do you do after you finish the race? Do you keep training? Wait, I don't have to bike 6 hours this weekend? I can have a life? WHAT? I can sleep in? I'm not sure what the usual
"aftermath" for most people is, but I definitely had some sort of  post "Ironman PTSD". When I say PTSD I don't mean I had the desire to do another. In fact, I am cool with my one ironman for the time being. Maybe when I am fat and older I'll do another.

Firstly, I literally did nothing for a week after the race. I had no desire to bike (i didn't even go to work on my bike), run, and i even cancelled my swim club membership. This was followed by the shock of having weekends back,  the attempt to get "back into exercise", the "I want to try a new sport", then the "I want to train differently" stages. I've kind of been all over the place. I am ok with it, haha.

Honestly, I got sick after the race.  I felt like crap (just a cold, but still), but was relieved that this happened post exercising for 13 hours. Sometimes, when you finally STOP doing things...your body freaks out. My first attempt to run was weird and awkward (a few weeks later). I felt out of shape. I mean doing 4 miles vs. double digits? what? I tried to run fast, which felt weird too.

So now what?  Well, I workout when I want to workout. I run as fast as I feel like for that day. I do TRX more often. My mountain bike has seen more use than my road (weird).  I went to my first cyclocross race (and did it actually), which was a blast. I got a tattoo, saw my parents, cleaned out my entire room (well that's still in the process), caught up with old friends, gone on dates (ya, i finally can now), drank beer (wait, that's not different), and re-evaluated a lot of things. I can't complain....but I definitely am so glad I did the Ironman.  It means so much more than just a time or a medal, especially for me.  It definitely means ....

1: i am sort of an overachiever...which goes along with my mountains of trophies from being 8 years old. 2: Despite injuries/set backs/stuff, can still be done 3: i am a smarter racer than I ever imagined 4: goal setting is something I should keep doing 5: YOLO 6: cliche, but put your mind to something, have fun, and anything's possible. 7: i don't actually like lists that look like a big paragraph. 8: friends/family rock. 9: I could barely run down the street my soph year in college (i kind of had an 80 year old back). and now what back problems!?? and finally 10: work hard, play harder.

I'm trying to drag people in with me to do some more races next year. If you're looking for a ass-kicking let me know :)

I need to get my laundry.



I was meant to ride bikes. Check out the basket. HARDCORE

Until next time..