Bicycle

For months and months I've been planning on riding my bike to work both as a quest in fitness and surefire way to save a little cash. With gas going up, oh, five cents or so every few days, it only seemed appropriate to do what I could to save our little family some moola. For those who might be wondering, this has nothing to do with the environment. Sure, I believe in being good to the planet... but all of this pop-culture-eco-friendly-going-green garbage drives me insane. Just to set the record straight.

Last Thursday I rode my bike to work for the first time. It's about eleven miles, and I figured out that one ride to work right now saves me about $1.36. If I ride my bike to work and home, I save double that. This means it will take me about 17 bike rides (to and from) to save an entire tank of gas. So that's my goal for the summer. One tank of gas. That could be $43.72... or it could be a lot more...

-Queen-

Through The Dark

(running up the pass near Jordanelle Reservoir)

Last weekend at this time I was running. In the heat of the day, and the dark of the night, and the early of the morn, I was running! My team (The Racing Hormones) had a great time running 180.5 miles from Logan to Park City. We did it in just over 30 hours. Everyone did their best and was severely sleep-deprived by the end, but it was a wonderful experience.

(At the starting line)

One of my favorite things about the race was to watch Spencer run and support all of our teammates. He is such an example to me of selflessness and compassion to all people. As a self-supported race, our "van" (a rented Ford Expedition) would leapfrog each runner and stop every mile or two to douse with water, hydrate with gatorade, and provide support, pain reliever, hugs/high fives, etc. Most of us took breaks from getting out to "support" the runner because we had either just run, were tired, sleeping, lazy, cranky, or sitting in the very back of the car. But I'm pretty sure Spencer was out of the van at every mile of the entire course, whether he was driving or not... gatorade and water in hand. He even ran my toughest hills with me (though he had 16+ miles of his own to run). I'm a very lucky girl.(The Racing Hormones)

(The first Spencer-Mandy exchange)

(a country road near Paradise, UT)

(near Snow Basin as night starts to fall)

(Spencer dousing Mandy)

(Sweet Victory)

-KT Tunstall-

If It's The Beaches

So, Hawaii.... If you've never been, just know it's as good as you imagine. Maybe better. For our honeymoon, Spencer and I went to Kauai and Maui. Kauai was my fave. Maui was like the Disneyland of Hawaii -- a little more contrived and artificial. Don't get me wrong, it was still amazing, just held a different appeal. In Kauai, everything is as I like it best... au naturale. Especially on the west side of the island where we stayed.We stayed at this very cool bed and breakfast called the Hale Puka'Ana. I'd totally recommend it to anyone. It's across the street from the longest sand beach in the state of Hawaii... which also seems to be one of the least popular. Which makes it really fantastic.
Here's that beach.
And the ocean. It's warm.
We went on a cruise of the NaPali Coast - probably one of the most beautiful places on earth. We took about 783 photos of it, but none of them do it justice. But this was us on the boat.
In Kauai you can hike to cool secret places like this cool place called Secret Beach. It was amazing.
And if you go to Hawaii and don't have shaved ice at least once a day, why did you go to Hawaii? Jo Jo's is the best.Kayaking was my fave.
Especially because we kayaked to this amazingly amazing and secret rope swing where we swung and swung until we couldn't hold on anymore.
On our last night we drove over to Waimea Canyon and watched the sunset from the land-side of the NaPali Coast. It was so beautiful.In Maui we mostly just sat on the beach. And read. And relaxed. And swam. It was super relaxing.
This is our "official" honeymoon photo.
And an un-doctored photo of a Maui sunset is a must, no?
-The Avett Brothers-

Giving Up

I've always been inspired by disciplined people. People that run five miles every day, or get up at 5:00 to go to the gym, or don't eat any processed foods, or never set foot in Wal-Mart. People have all sorts of reasons and motives for the things they are disciplined about and I always find myself wanting to be a little more like that. Now, I'd like to think that I have a reasonable amount of discipline -- I gave up soda for 18 months (I started this one again at the beginning of the month) and I went an entire 4 weeks without refined sugar. But lately I've been feeling like I need to reign in the natural (wo)man and show myself that I can be disciplined and that when I am, my quality of life improves.

So I'm leaving this one up to you... or at least seeking your advice. What should I do (or not do) and for how long? What have you given up or been disciplined about that has improved your life? Ah, I'm so curious. Please comment below. :)

-Ingrid Michaelson-

Tonight I Have to Leave It

On our honeymoon in Hawaii (which I'll blog about a little later) we found this great little place to eat in Maui called the Honolua Store. It's right across from the Ritz in Kapalua -- an unlikely location for the cheapest eats on the island! We went there a few times for burgers and philly's (the honeymoon was an anything goes sort of mentality as far as diet went) and on our last meal before heading to the airport we completely indulged ourselves in this delectable chocolate cake. Really, it was quite amazing. We ate and ate and I told Spencer I thought we should save some for the flight home. Reluctantly he consented and we were on our way. We drove to the rental car place, got into the shuttle for the airport and then we both realized we were missing a very important piece of luggage -- the box with the cake in it! I remembered that I left it on top of the car when I pulled our suitcases out. I think he still secretly holds it against me... But you would too if I left a huge chunk of the best cake ever in Hawaii. I know I would.

Run

Here's a little video about what I'll be doing a week from today (and tomorrow).


-Snow Patrol-

Grazed Knees

On Monday I had a little accident. I fell off my bike. Bruised, scraped, road rashed and with moderately bruised confidence, I think the worst part was pouring the hydrogen peroxide on my wounds and letting it soak in and bubble up. Spencer was there to hold my hand. And to remind me that no matter how much this hurt, it would be nothing compared to child birth. I had to laugh. I'm so glad he's in my life.

And no. I'm not pregnant.

-Snow Patrol-

Blessed

On May 16, 2008 Spencer and I got married! Despite all of the bumps in the road leading up to it, the actual day was perfect. The weather, the ceremony, the friends, family, and everyone who showed up to support us, the food, the candy, the cake, the flowers, the kids, the music... I couldn't have asked for a more perfect wedding day. The photographer is still editing our many photos that we have yet to see, but friends and family have provided some images to whet the appetite.
-Brett Dennen-