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Chasing Mavericks and Running 5ks

Chasing Mavericks…

That's me, maroon shirt, all tomboy.

That’s me, maroon shirt, all tomboy.

I recently watched the movie Chasing Mavericks and felt like I was reliving part of my childhood, except that I am not a crazy surfer nor do I dream of riding one of the heaviest waves on the planet. I am a  So Cal (Southern California) native, the daughter of an original Dogtown pioneer and spent most of my childhood and teenage years sitting on the beach, watching my dad, my brother, my uncle and all their friends surf. Rain or shine, summer or winter, freezing or warm, I spent many a day sitting, watching, and eventually photographing west coast surf.

Many surf mornings we’d leave about 6:00 a.m. and drive to a few local spots before my dad would decide where he would be paddling out that morning. There were also many nights where we would be watching the Weather Channel, following a swell. That meant we’d be up at 3:00 or 4:00 in the morning, out the door no later than 4:30, and my dad would be blasting some custom mix tapes he had recorded as we drove up the coast, hours before the sun would be up. This usually meant that they would surf at one or two local spots and the “crew” would be there long before the sun came up as well. I can remember pulling up to the beach in the dark and hearing what sounded like thunder as the sets would break. As you stood in the sand, you could feel the ground shake as sets broke and could see the vibrations level the sand.

Picture I got long before digital cameras.

Picture I got long before digital cameras.

My dad and his crew would usually suit up in the dark and would paddle out just as the grayness of dawn would lead to morning. Years of sitting did delegate me some responsibilities…. like watching everyone’s gear (i.e. car keys), taking pictures, but none so valuable than realizing that many of the crew relied on me to scream “Outside…. Outside” when a monster set would roll in; they would need to paddle and get out of the impact zone.When I entered my teenage years, my dad discovered snowboarding. He treated my brother and I to a penny-size budget snowboard trip when I was 16 and I fell in love with the sport. Like our surf adventures, I have over a decade of memories of crazy snowboard adventures… getting up at 2:00 a.m., driving 5 hours in rain and snow, changing in bathrooms at the lift parking lots before sun up… all that before the adventure of riding all day even began. Those are stories for another day. Continue reading

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Shamrock Scurry 5k Recap from 3.9.2013

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OFFICIAL FINISH TIME: 31:44

PLACE: 249/630

Running was the EASY part….

Scurry_logo_2013_webLast Saturday, 3.9.2013, was a chilly morning and I knew I would need to bundle my little munchkins up. My race prep started Friday night at 8:00 p.m. First thing I had to figure out was how to get the double jogging stroller into the GTO coupe. It did not fit in the trunk and I couldn’t put it in the backseat since I had two little girls back there. I ended up taking all 4 wheels off and somehow managed to get it to fit in the front passenger seat. Once I got my girls to bed, I continued getting our race gear together – included my racing gear layers, belt, iShuffle (charged), outfits for the girls, mittens and beanies for the girls, extra blankets, stocked diaper bag, juice cups, and snacks. I called it a night about 11:00 p.m. and still wasn’t sure if I had everything together.

RACE DAY… my morning started just before 5:00 a.m. Got up, showered, put together my post-race Costco shopping list (sounded like a great idea at the time) and threw all remaining gear in the trunk of the car. In hopes of getting to the race location by 7:45 a.m., for the 8:30 a.m. start, I knew I needed to leave the house by 7:10 a.m….. at the latest. Normally parking is not much a concern, but when you have to situate a double jogging stroller, two little girls who might be cold, and little bitty bladders, parking suddenly becomes more important than you can imagine, especially when you have 2 yr old that thinks she is supposed to wander off every time she gets out of the car.

I woke my girls up at 6:30 a.m. and through fussiness, sleepiness, and whininess, I got both girls ready and had a tasty Honeybun waiting for them in the car (my incentive to get them into the car, sometimes motivation comes from unlikely places). We managed to hit the road by 7:15 a.m. No worries, this momma could make up the time in the GTO. As they enjoyed their Honeybuns, I ate my banana and drank my Herbalife24 Prepare to get me ready for the race. We managed to make it to the race location at 7:50 a.m. and got a great parking spot in the main parking lot. I was beyond thankful. Another MRTT Tally member had picked up my race packet the day before and I ended up parking about 100 feet away from her, lucky me. She gave me my race packet and back to the car my girls and I went to get ready for the race. Next was the fun step of getting the girls set up for comfort; which involved getting the stroller out, attaching the wheels, getting the girls in the stroller and situated with blankets, juice, and snacks. Then, it was off to find a potty for my little preschooler bladder. Oh, the joy of pre-race women’s bathroom lines. I know I need to say no more here.

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