Lance Armstrong

Leaving on a jet plane

Races

When going on holidays, how many shoes are too many shoes? Given the look on Mario’s face when he saw my entire wardrobe strewn on my bed and my many shoes lining the outskirts of my bed, I’m guessing he’d say two. I say four … okay maybe five 😉 Tomorrow morning Mario and I will be boarding a plane for San Francisco where we will then be renting a car to take us to Sonoma County, where we will be embarking upon a week of wine tasting, Lance Armstrong stalking, and Mario cheering festivities. Some of you may recall, for Mario’s birthday back in January, I had registered him for the Levi Leipheimer Gran Fondo, which is 103 miles, 160 km – the most he’s ever ridden – through Sonoma County. Now, I’ll be honest, while I looked like a super amazing wife at the time (and I totally […]

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In the name of Lance

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Labour Day weekend is one of my most favourite long weekends. The sun is almost always shining, Mario and I almost always go for a ride, and there’s almost always ice cream, sorbetto, and chocolate involved. This year’s Labour Day did not disappoint. We had ice cream and sorbetto galore, a long ride through the best parts of Vancouver, a warm, late-night, outdoorsy dinner with great friends, a leisurely walk along False Creek, and an impromptu shopping spree in Yaletown that involved new oxford heels (on sale!) and a new pretty girl felt hat, circa 1920s, with the style code: Princess. How serendipitous 😀 If you are to listen to one thing I say, listen to this: Go and get one of these ice cream bars, preferably the lemon-basil flavour. Oh. My. Goodness. Heaven … also known as Chocolate Arts. I also registered for the Levi Leipheimer Gran Fondo this

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