Loving Each Day

This week was pretty horrific for a lot of people in different parts of the country, and I spent a lot of time on my runs and rides thinking about how lucky I am just to get to do simple things like run down a country road for three hours listening to a podcast, or ride bikes for 45 miles with my husband, climbing hills together and coming home safely to a bottle of wine. It's a tough world out there, but as cheesy as it sounds I'm glad I get to experience it every day.

Rode up McNamee, up Rock Creek. The hardest part? Coming down Logie.

The .28 is the distance from my car into Starbucks.
Otherwise, I finally ran 13 miles and don't feel too shabby.

Despite my words of gratitude in this blog post, here I am telling Dr. B
to go straight to hell when he suggests we add Dixie Mtn road to our ride, already my longest
and most elevation of the year. Hey, you can't be gracious all the time.

Stats: The Rock Creek ride was only 25 miles, 1800 or so ft of gain. But, the Rocky Point Road ride was 45 miles and 4,500 +/- ft of gain. Starting to feel ready for our annual version of Tour de Blast and the soft opening of McKenzie Pass!