Thanks for supporting me in the MS Bike ride a couple weeks ago!  You helped me reach my individual fund raising goal and my team raised over $70K for the MS Society.  It was a wonderful event. 

Bill rode 107 miles the first day and 75 the second.  He even has road rash from a fall on the first day! 

Kyle did 84 miles the first day and 75 the second.  And I was the "slacker" who did 84 miles and 4,000 ft elevation gain the first day and 50 miles the second.  We were surrounded by 1,600 cyclists who were all there to support the MS Society.  You can only imagine the amount of positive energy with that group of people.  One of the other riders even congratulated me as I topped one of the bigger hills...seriously, every bit of encouragement helps!

I know it's been a while since I've posted anything.  I've been busy is a lame excuse.  A few of us are gearing up for a big bike ride, so we needed to get some training in.  So, it was a big workout weekend for me:

Saturday: 3 mile run, 40 mile bike ride from Gasworks Park to Redhook and back.

Sunday: 60 mile bike ride around Lake Washington.

Monday: 4+ mile fun run "race" for Super Jock n Jill.

Saturday was a big reminder that I really need to take a cylcing "basic maintenance course."  I think I say that every summer.  We had to deal with handling a flat tire.  First, I was relieved that I had a CO2 pump, so we could inflate the tube easily.  Well, that relief was short-lived.  My CO2 cartridge was punctured and I didn't have a spare.  Luckily, we flagged down some good Samaritans with a hand pump and who knew of a bike store close by.  Whew!  The funny thing was that we had to pay back the karma right away.  I saw someone walking his bike and stopped to see if he was okay.  I ended up using the new cartridges I just picked up (so I need to remember to get replacements before my next ride).  I have no idea how far he had to go, but I'm sure we made his day.

Sunday, Bill, Kyle & I went around Lake WA for a 60 mile ride.  The weather was so weird!  We couldn't figure out the "real" weather report because it kept changing, so we decided to start early and hope for the best.  We experienced clouds, hard rain, dry roads and sunshine at different parts of the ride.  We even waited out one of the passing showers by having lunch in one of the parks.

Right now my legs are toast...they felt like bricks during the race yesterday, but I know moving will help me recover.  Does this ever get easier?

We got the gang together again for the Ragnar Relay

. The race starts in Blaine and Ends in Langley and covers

185 miles. Yes, that's a team of 12 people in two vans,

racing other teams to the finish. Each of us ran 3 legs

each during the course (some did extra credit). We started on Friday

morning at 9am and crossed the finish around 1pm the next day. Even

though we referred to ourselves as a bunch of slackers, we still

averaged a 9 min/mile pace. Our vans were decorated with sayings

such as "We trained on the WII," "No, you go ahead," "We stop and

eat the roses," and "You can run for us."

I do have to say that the course was extremely well marked and

one of the most well-organized & supported races that I've been

in. The "competitors" during the relay were very supportive and

helped cheer you on (or give you a much needed bottle of water).

This Saturday I participated in my first Great Urban Race

The race was Bethany's birthday celebration. Orginally, Tim was supposed to be my partner, but got sick. Luckily, we convinced Wilson to step in. Team "Smooth & Foxy" was still in the race. (If you're wondering where the name came from, it's because both Tim and I have Smooth Fox Terriers.)

The object of the game is to see which team (a team consists of two people), can solve the clues the fastest and return to the finish with proof (photos). You are allowed to use technology (laptops, cell phones, GPS, etc.) and you can call friends to help you (preferably friends that are good at looking things up). We received 12 hints, 2 were mandatory and we could skip one of the remaining 10 tasks. Each task that you answer incorrectly results in a 30 minute penalty. There is no set course and you can answer the hints in any order you wish. Your time stops when both team members step on the finish line. Afterwards your photos are checked for accuracy and time is added for incorrect answers.

The night before the race, we tried to think of what we needed. We even looked at a blog about the Dallas race, but reading and experiencing are two very different things.

We arrived at Sport Restaurant to check in. We've never done this before, but we were going to do well. We were determined.

Here we are before the race:Me & Wilson...hopeful.

We emailed the clue sheet to Tim, so he could see what we're seeing. The plan was that Dan was going to number the clues, Bethany was going to email them to Tim, and then we'd solve some and map out our course. We also agreed to work with our strengths. Wilson & Bethany would make the route. Dan would do the math. I would talk to strangers. Well, the clue sheet was already numbered, so Dan was a little disappointed that he lost one of his tasks.

We decided to start with the tickets we received for the Seattle Center. We had to take a photo of each of us going down an inflatable slide. My camera is a little old, so first I took a photo of Bethany and timed how long it took between the moment I pushed the button to the moment the photo snapped. It was a little over a second. So, Wilson went first, then me. Luckily we only had to take one shoot each, but Dan had to slide twice and Bethany four times. Oops.

To my surprise, I actually helped figure out the anagram. See, I'm more of a numbers girl than a word girl. The three words were scrambled and the answer was Rainer Tower. I don't remember the puzzle since I don't have the sheet with me.

We tried to find a Seattle Metropolitan Magazine since the hint told us to go to the Japanese restaurant that was listed on page 138. No luck at a nearby shop. So, we stopped and filled out most of the answers on our sheet. We decided to hop on the Monorail and make it to the second stop on our newly created race route...Pioneer Square.

    
The hint sheet wanted us to take a photo next to the statue of a fireman with a saw.  
Wilson thought it would be part of the memorial in Pioneer Square.  This is where 
knowing the bus routes would have helped.  As soon as we got off the Monorail in 
Westlake Center, Dan started running.  I thought, oh, this is how we're going to 
tackle this.  I'm glad I didn't run that morning.  So, we all started running.  Yes, we ran from Westlake to 
Pioneer Square.  
     
On the way, we took a photo of one of the street corners that may have been one of the answers.  We couldn't 
figure it out and it was a choice of two answers, so we took the photo to be safe.  
This hint was (I'm paraphrasing) "Kristi is odd.  She likes balloons but not parties.  Book 
but not reading. Swimming but not Water.  Weeds but not flowers.  Which corner does she like?  
Cherry & 1st or Madison & Boren.  Take a photo at the corner she likes."
                
Our next stop was Capitol Hill.  Again, knowing the bus system would have helped.  Plus, we were so excited 
that we probably did a lot more running than necessary.  After running several blocks, we caught a bus that 
went up the hill.
                 
        
        
While Dan & Wilson were racing down the street earlier, Bethany & I bought a Seattle Metropolitan 
Magazine and found our next stop, "Boom Noodle."  It was the only Japanese restaurant listed on that page.
          
             
            
       
           
   
Next answer: take a photo next to Jimmy Hendrix.
      
    
        
We had a choice of pumping gas for a stranger or finding someone with a Mariner's shirt (and taking a photo of ten 
people with them).  Luckily, we spotted a gas station nearby.  The stranger already helped another team, but was 
kind enough to let us take a photo, too. Success, stranger was kind! 
    
          
         
         
          


Short stop at Boren & Madison since we hadn't solved the riddle, yet.  Now off to Mad Pizza on First Hill.  
We first started running in the wrong direction.  We knew the address, but I noticed that we were on 
E. Madison.  THe street numbers change when Madison turns into E. Madison.  I know this from making 
this mistake in the past.  Here is where my directional challenges actually helped us.  
I knew how to get "unlost."  
      
        
At this point, I let Wilson eat a bite of pizza.  With all the running, I don't think I would make it if I ate that slice.  
We (Bethany & I) were already sweating and gasping for breath (running up a hill is hard even when you're 
used to running). Plus,  it's easy to feel like a slacker when your partner is training to run a 100 mile race 
(oh yes, 100 miles all at once) in August.
     
       
Now, we're off to Pike Market.  We need to find City Fish, hold a sign made for 
the race and a big fish.  Of course, this wasn't the fish monger on the corner.  
I knew that there were a couple other fish place in the middle of the market, 
so we started going that direction.  It was so crowded!  
It took forever to get this shot.  Then we also needed to find cocktail umbrellas to finish one of the hints. 
We stopped at  several restaurants/bars and couldn't find them.  We resorted to buying them at the second 
kitchen store we found.
   
   
Now, it was a decision point for us.  We still haven't solved the "Kristi is odd.." riddle.  We can either guess 
(we had photos of both corners) or we can get the last hint which was putting a tattoo on your forehead 
from a bucket behind a bench in Denny Park.  Bethany knew where the tattoos were since we saw so many 
teams with tattoos.  This would be a sure thing.  Or we can guess at the riddle and skip the Denny hint.  
We decided to take a chance and guess.  If we were wrong, then we'd get a 30 minute penalty and it 
would probably take us 30 minutes to get the Denny tattoo. Okay, it's time to run from the Market to Westlake 
Center (again, buses would be handy, but it was faster to run than figure out the bus system).  Of course, we 
also decided to take the stairs because it would be faster than going inside and take the escalators and 
dodging bewildered people.  And yes, some people asked if this was the Amazing Race and if we were on 
TV.  I can't imagine what we all looked like...pairs of people (many in costume), running around the city 
and taking funny photos.
         
Luck was on our side, we only had to wait a couple minutes to board the Monorail.  We bumped into a team 
that had to wait 10 minutes and missed the last train since it was too full.  They were really friendly and they 
said that their goal was "not to be last."  As we approached our stop, the girls on the other team, stopped 
their chatter with us and started inching toward the door.  Fakers!  They were feeling competitive.  I could tell 
they want to race us.  Okay, this is where all those track workouts pay off.  The girls were out the door first and 
I couldn't get around one of them as we exited the ramp.  Once we had more room, I picked it up.  The one 
girl looked back since she thought I was her partner.  Bad move.  I ran even faster.  Plus, they mis-judged 
their ability to run the remaining distance and had to slow down.  I am not fast by any means, but I can 
pace myself.  As we approached the finish, Dan was first, Wilson and then me.  Poor Dan couldn't cross the 
line alone, so Wilson & I finished a few seconds before Dan & Bethany.  You have to finish as a team.

Official results came in and we finished 76th place in 2:45:28 since we guess the correct answer 

to the riddle, "Cherry." Dan & Bethany chose Boren, so they lost 30 minutes.  They guessed that we were 
around 88th place, but they wouldn't know until all the photos were checked.  I have to say that it was 
definately a blast.  We debriefed and figured out where we could shave time, and we were all motivated 
to do it again when they come into town.  The winers finished in about 1:20.  I heard them mentioning 
300 teams were there, but I'm not sure.  If it was a sunny day, we would have stayed to see the awards, 
but it's been unseasonably cold here.  It's snowing in the hills and it's June!

This weekend a few of us ran the Vancouver 1/2 or full Marathon up in BC. It was a stellar performance for me. I

pretty much pulled that race out of thin air, considering I'm still getting back from being injured. Let's just say it was

an eight mile long run with a five mile cool down for me. I don't know what it was, but it ended up being a pretty

difficult race for many of us. I don't think anyone in our close group hit their goal times. Luckliy, we drowned our

sorrows in crepes, gelato and good company.

                  
             
                   
       
                                                                                                                                    
The highlight of the trip was meeting a clothing "stylist" for the boys.  I won't reveal the name of her shop since she was 
really picky about who she let in.  Oh, yes, it was the fashion version of the Soup Nazi.  After we entered, she put a 
ladder to block her store front and kicked people out of the store that she deemed "trolls."  She talked a mile a minute.  
Deconstructed all our body types, and even compared one of us to some photos of "what not to wear."  Karena and I 
were spared too much criticism since she only sold men's clothing.  Actually, we were jealous that she couldn't help 
us, just the boys.  The woman was an artist.  She really complemented the guys look and the three of them have 
totally different body types.  She even explained why she was choosing cetain cuts or necklines or styles for each 
one.  She showed them how to tuck, untuck, roll, layer and accesorize.  It was absolutely amazing.  She was better 
than any makeover show I've ever seen.
                   

I'm totally behind in blogging, again. Rather than holding on to the photos any longer, I'm just going to post them without much comment. The biking photos are from a couple weeks ago. We went on a short 22 mile ride from Gasworks to Seward Park and back. The weather was perfect. Cherry blossoms were in bloom along Lake Washington Blvd. And we even took an ice cream break in the middle.

This weekend, I had Dixon's cousin, Milo, over. Right now, Dixon is completely passed out and resting for his next playtime. Poor Milo is a couple years older than Dixon and had a hard time keeping up...he just wanted to nap after a few hours. I know I can't commit the time to training a new companion for Dixon, so we'll have to settle for inviting his doggie friends over.

After a couple days, Neah and Dixon learned to slow down. We're both practicing for the Canine Good Citizen test. It is comprised of 10 test items and the biggest challenge for Dixon is "Test 8: Reaction to another dog

This test demonstrates that the dog can behave politely around other dogs.
Two handlers and their dogs approach each other from a distance of about
20 feet, stop, shake hands and exchange pleasantries, and continue on
for about 10 feet. The dogs should show no more than casual interest in
each other. Neither dog should go to the other dog or its handler." Yes, this means that he has to ignore another person AND another dog at the same time. Given that Dixon thinks every dog should play with him (even the growly dogs), we have to break down this test into more managable pieces.

It is so much easier to continue with the training with another person/dog team. Misery loves company, right? Actually it's pretty inspiring when you can see success in others...it gives me the strength and hope to continue. Plus, there is hope if these two can calmly sit next to each other (they're good buds) and resist the temptation to play.

After a couple days, Neah and Dixon learned to slow down.  We're both practicing for the Canine Good Citizen test.  It is comprised of 10 test items and the biggest challenge for Dixon is "Test 8: Reaction to another dog

This test demonstrates that the dog can behave politely around other dogs.
Two handlers and their dogs approach each other from a distance of about
20 feet, stop, shake hands and exchange pleasantries, and continue on
for about 10 feet. The dogs should show no more than casual interest in
each other. Neither dog should go to the other dog or its handler."  Yes, this means that he has to ignore another person AND another dog at the same time.  Given that Dixon thinks every dog should play with him (even the growly dogs), we have to break down this test into more managable pieces.

It is so much easier to continue with the training with another person/dog team.  Misery loves company, right? :)  Actually it's pretty inspiring when you can see success in others...it gives me the strength and hope to continue.  Plus, there is hope  if these two can calmly sit next to each other (they're good buds) and resist the temptation to play.

Last weekend, Bethany and I donned our snowshoes and took Neah out in the snow. I totally forgot how hard it is! We were hiking up the trail, and I was breathing hard after 15 minutes of climbing. Just the act of lifting my legs up higher made the adventure more challenging. It was so fun and so beautiful that day. We actually soaked in 2 hours of sun while we were on the trail and Neah got to play.

I left Dixon at home since I really didn't want to struggle with trying to have him "walk nicely" while there were other dogs around. He has a new toy fox that he sleeps with.

I'm down in the Bay Area for the holidays.  I haven't realized how much I've missed seeing the sun until I came down here to visit.  It's too cold to bask in the sun, but it does feel nice to walk outside.  Family came to my parents' for Christams.  It looks like I forgot to have any photos of me on my camera. Here are the photos from my parents' place...

 

Last week Dixon and I finished our Intermediate Puppy Class.  Unfortunately, Dixon isn't obedient as the other puppies, so I'm trying to practice with him more before I feel comfortable enrolling in the next class.  The advanced class is mostly off-leash, which is a little too challenging for my Fox Terrier.  Puppies and other people with new treats are much more interesting than my commands!  The frightening thing is that multiple people tell me that Dixon is much more well-behaved than other fox terriers they know.  I can't imagine what that would look like.  We tried to end the class with four puppies lying still for a picture while all the people stood away from them.  Let's just say it was just a bunch of people pleading with their puppies, and puppies squirming ...it was just too much to get them to stay still next to each other.

Luckily, Dixon can manage to sit still for photos at home.  Well, he can do it MOST (not all) of the time.

 

The last two weeks have been really cold up here.  It even snowed the weekend before last.  Before the snowflakes started sticking, I actually got up and met friends to run 6 miles.  Mel and Bill were crazy enough to run 20 miles that morning.  I think there's a fine line between being tough and being insane and it all depends on your perspective.  Flakes were falling during the run, but the sun was peaking out and it was a beautiful day.  The snow in the photo didn't happen until after I returned from my run.  That's when I refused to go out unless someone drove over and picked me up.  Icy roads scare me.

Luckily, most of the severe weather wasn't in my neighborhood.  The roads cleared the next day.  Dixon is even acclimating to the weather, and I'm sure he keeps warm since he bounces all over the place when we're walking near people or other dogs.  I can't imagine what our walks would be like if he hasn't been going to class.  We still have a long way to go...

It's been a while since I've submitted an entry.   Here's a link to our last Confab Show, www.confabshow.com.  We discussed financial topics and what options there are for younger investors.

If you know me, I love my puppy, but I refuse to dress him up like a doll.  I've even resisted my friends pleas to dress him up for Halloween...he'd hate it and probably chew up the costume before I could snap a photo.  Anyways, it's been getting chilly and rainy.  Not only does Dixon hate the rain, he's started to shiver outside.  He hates it so much that he digs his heels in, so he won't have to go out in the rain.  So, I decided to get him a raincoat to keep him a little more dry and warm.  There aren't as many choices for boy dogs, and I cringed when the salesperson showed me something in camo.  In true Seattle fashion, my puppy has a little red raincoat.