So, I might be crazy... Our month of May is absolutely bananas already. We fly back to San Francisco on May 6th, head up to Healdsburg May 7th - 10th. Fly to Minnesota on May 12th. Fly out for our honeymoon on May 16th. Fly from our honeymoon to Chicago on May 24th. Fly back to the Bay Area on May 27th. And finally, considering I just submitted my registration (there's no going back now)... Head up to wine country again on May 30th for the VineMan Monte Rio Triathlon.
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Friday, February 27, 2015
vineman monte rio
So, I might be crazy... Our month of May is absolutely bananas already. We fly back to San Francisco on May 6th, head up to Healdsburg May 7th - 10th. Fly to Minnesota on May 12th. Fly out for our honeymoon on May 16th. Fly from our honeymoon to Chicago on May 24th. Fly back to the Bay Area on May 27th. And finally, considering I just submitted my registration (there's no going back now)... Head up to wine country again on May 30th for the VineMan Monte Rio Triathlon.
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austria,
bay area,
california,
fitness,
home,
innsbruck,
jetlag,
motivation,
running,
training,
triathlon
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
san diego classic
September 6, 2014:
Somehow, I managed to convince Jennbugs that as part of her wedding workout preparations, training for a triathlon was a brilliant idea. Between craft nights, seating charts, fitness classes, and more, we found time to buoy swim at A Street, ride the Back Back Loop, and run through Dover Shores…
Wednesday, October 8, 2014
Thursday, April 3, 2014
on athletes abroad + running
Our friends over at Athletes Abroad recently published (can you call it that?) a short-and-sweet article (again, can you call it that?) I wrote about my experiences in running overseas. Check it out here.

Wednesday, March 26, 2014
workout wednesday
Try it - you'll like it. Be sure to max out when it gives you a range of speed (if you can) and hold onto the sides if you feel like your feet might slip out from under you. I usually tack on another minute at the end to make it a nice, even 35 minutes. I am my father's daughter.
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