Cycling

Welcome to sucksville

Running, Training

You know what sucks… Waking up at 5 am for a run, and not being able to run. You know what sucks… Squeezing into a sports bra, which, seriously, is no easy task, all for naught. You know what sucks… Fueling up for a run, but not actually running. You know what sucks… Spending a whole week icing, Advilling, stretching, foam rolling, being a good little injured runner, and yet, seeing hardly any positive steps towards healing. You know what sucks… Running 200 meters only to be struck down by the feeling of hammers ferociously pounding down on your pelvis. You know what sucks… The memories of not being able to walk a week prior instilling the fear of the running gods in you and stopping you dead in your tracks. You know what sucks… Sitting on a bench at 5:30 in the morning frantically sending worried emails to your […]

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The road that never ends

Diabetes, Training, Uncategorized

Holly Goquickly had her rubbers majorly worked over Saturday. Big Ring and I hit the American roads once again, this time entering from a different border crossing, with the same goal of reaching the base of Mt. Baker, but with mapped out alternate routes if need be. It may look all peaceful and serene, but looks can be deceiving! I don’t know what it is about these American towns, but somehow, they’re like the ON button for the radio in my head. And on Saturday, I was singing Lambchops 😀 This is the hill that never ends. Yes, it goes on and on my friend. Some people started cycling it not knowing what it was, And they’ll continue cycling it forever just because… Reece Hill Road: “Eff me! Will you never end???” A somewhat stressful journey on a road that motorists seemed to think was a high-speed highway had us

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Cycling in America

Training, Uncategorized

Not long after crossing the border, with my lactic-acid filled legs pushing Holly Goquickly’s pedals, classic American anthem style music began to fill my ears. Not full songs, just blips; it was as though my mind was switching stations until it found the perfect tune. Born In the USA… nope. Jack and Diane… nope. Don’t Stop Believin’… ohhh yeah. “Just a small town girl, livin’ in a cycling world…” 😀 So last week Big Ring started his annual Tour de France holidays where he spends two weeks waking up super early to watch the Tour live (because apparently watching it on the PVR isn’t the same) and then getting on his bike for hours and hours after. And on Saturday, thanks to my super awesome parents for looking after Little Ring, the two of us, and our respective lovelies, hit the roads together. We debated riding through the familiarity of

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Endurance training and baby

Running, Training, Uncategorized

I knew that when I got pregnant with Little Ring, our lives would change huge. We would no longer be able to go out at the drop of a hat, traveling would become more challenging, $200 jean expenditures less frequent, etc., etc.. And that was okay. But the one thing we were both adamant we would not do was become gluttonous couch potatoes. We would not give up touring the outdoors via our sneakers, hikers and bicycles. We would not stop doing what we love. Keeping that promise, however, has required some serious ingenuity. We don’t have a babysitter. Big Ring’s family lives in Onterrible Ontario and mine live across the pond, and because most of our friends are outside the New West area, we don’t have a pool of trusted sitters to draw from. (Really hoping to change that soon!) But instead of throwing our arms up in defeat,

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I will conquer you!!!

Diabetes, Training, Uncategorized

So yesterday, I got the biggest, dustiest, slice of humble pie handed to me by Big Ring and his bike; admittedly, I kind of deserved it. I wanted to show Big Ring how awesome Holly Goquickly was on the hills. And I could have shown him respectfully, but no, that’s not me and my silly competitive way. In the first 5 km of the 60 km ride, on the second giant hill of the day, I was coming up quickly on his heels. In good fun, I shouted out “Come on pokey, what’s the hold up?” The next hill, I got up on my pedals and kicked them into overdrive. As I swept past Big Ring and Lapierre, I shouted out “Eat my dust sucker!!!” Big Ring eating my dust 😉 But the thing is, you don’t challenge Big Ring in his element and expect not to be challenged back.

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