Note: this post technically should have been published yesterday, but, well, I’m a new mom and it seems nothing gets done on time these days… it’s within the weekend though, so it still counts 😉 On this day five years ago, I was doing this: Paris: Kissing Oscar Wilde’s tombstone. On this day three years ago, I was doing this: Princess of Pavement’s Claustrophobic Half … Continue reading This day…
I don’t know what it is about Big Ring and the fondos he signs up for, but it seems I’m just not destined to see him cross the finish line. One out of three times is not a very good track record. And because of that, I’m forced to “borrow” this watermarked shot When he did Whistler two years ago, I was stuck in traffic … Continue reading Wish upon a rainbow
Fondo day was a true role reversal day for Mario and I. While he has watched me run 5 km races, 10 km races, half marathons and full marathons time and time again, last Saturday was the first race I had truly waited and watched for him. See, last year when Mario rode into the finish for the Whistler Gran Fondo, I was stuck in … Continue reading Freaky Friday…er Saturday
I did what you told me moms, I envisioned it, I dreamed it, I pictured it real hard, and you know what, it actually worked. Me and McDreamy. Ahhhh sigh. The day before the Levi Leipheimer Gran Fondo, Mario and I headed into Santa Rosa to pick up his race packet at the Finley Centre and to explore the expo. While Mario had his eyes … Continue reading Oh. My. McDreamy.
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 … Continue reading Leaving on a jet plane
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 … Continue reading In the name of Lance