Monday, August 12, 2019

Summer tidbits

This might have been a mistake to save all of our summer tidbit pictures until the end of summer.  There are more little stories that I was prepared to write about in one post.  However, having them here as a glimpse into summer moments is better than not at all.  So here we go!  

Pools days!  Naturally the kids always wanted more.  It was a tough year for me to get the kids to pool very often because I still have two non-swimmers.  Kelton will tell you he can swim.  Well, he's close, but there's no way I can turn my back on him yet.  Daxton is pretty content to sit and float, but he doesn't like cold water or bugs floating around him so he never floated long.  One day we were lucky enough to use the passes the kids earned from the summer reading program to go to the Bay.  It was called short by thunderstorms, but what can you expect from Colorado?


She looks like an Indian princess!





Park days!  We spent a lot of time at a lot of different parks.  




McKenzie also had a chance to babysit her first real hedgehog!  She was over the moon excited by the opportunity to watch Luna.  The first time she went over to the neighbor's house to check on her a couple of times and as I went over to supervise my heart melted a bit at the huge smile on her face every time she was over there.  The second time she was able to watch Luna it was at our house.  For a whole week and a half we had a houseguest that the kids could not get enough of!  Every one of them wanted McKenzie to get Luna out so she could play.  Even I liked watching her run around snuffling.


The girls got braces this summer.  They were both excited, yet not excited at the same time.  At least they can be in pain together.  Both girls are hoping this round won't last too long.

I had a couple amazing training rides for Nice.  I've had to ride up Flagstaff once a week and still can't get enough of the mountain air, the smell of the pines, the deer crossing the road, or the views both up and down.  It has been incredibly tough yet rewarding.  

The mailboxes are the signal that I have reached the summit of the climb of death.

One morning after Boulder though, my bike was in the shop so I pulled out Jeremy's mountain bike for a little different kind of ride on dirt!

We took a trip to Utah, which was mostly posted about.  But I found a few straggler pictures from the trip.  Pictures like this one taken at Little American on our drive.  

And this of an amazing aunt playing with her niece.

Cambrie had girls' camp this year.  I wish I had a plethora of pictures to record her experiences, but alas I have just one I snapped before they loaded up in the cars to head out.  She had an amazing couple of days, but I gathered that a couple days later.  The day she came home she told me that she had pulled her first all-nighter with a couple of the girls.  She looked completely beat and was a zombie for at least a day.  I eventually pulled some stories out of her, like the fact that she loved doing the secret sister stuff, she liked the activities, and that no one warned her that everyone cried at testimony meeting the final night.  

Mostly though, our summer had a lot of fabulous moments at home.  After running over Daxton's pedal bike we had to get him a new one.  He loves his fire engine red bike and has finally learned the concept of pedaling.  He really likes riding in circles out in the courtyard.  Many afternoons I would look out to see that the kids had chalked up entire communities on the cement: firestation, police station, bakery, school, and roads.  I love watching them play out there.



 Now the stories get shorter and more snapshot captures of life.  Cambrie is in a succulent phase and has almost 15 different succulent plants.  One day as she was preparing her room for a visit from Nana and Papa, she turned her planter into a jurassic scene.  I love how she impaled Reese's peanut butter cups on the spiky parts of the dinosaurs.

 There's a little library near the preschool and pool now.  One afternoon as we were waiting for the pool to open, we hung out in the shade reading the books and simply having a very relaxing time.

 The boys climbed into their stuffed animal basket one night planning on sleeping there.  The next morning Kelton told me it was way too squishy and he had to move to his bed to fall asleep.  Why am I not surprised?

Popsicles!  Holy cow, Daxton is obsessed with popsicles!  While I generally like them the kids know they have to eat them outside.  I occasionally find popsicle sticks or Otterpop wrappers in the grass, but I can deal with that-mostly.  But Daxton has been a little more lax as the summer has gone on.  One night he left an entire box of grape popsicles on the front steps.  No matter how hard I've scrubbed, there is still a perfect rectangle stain on the cement.  Another morning I awoke to see a perfectly melted popsicle on the banister by the front door.  You know, it almost looks like a sunset.

Silly boys wrapping up like burritos.

McKenzie's gymnastics team is more competitive that before, and that means...slicked back helmet head buns.  She was so excited to see herself as a "real gymnast" with "real gymnast hair," that she practiced her routine on the hard wooden floor until it was time to go to practice.

 My kids can get crazy creative.  One afternoon they turned a box into a spaceship.  Since there was only room for one astronaut at a time, the other became mission control.


I was a little surprised one day to find our upstairs being invaded by little critters crawling down the walls.

 Kelton really wanted to make money, so one night he set up a plum stand to sell plums for $.05 each.  It was an incredibly hot evening and no one was out walking, but he still managed to sell about eight plums (to family and neighbors) and was very proud of himself.

One day McKenzie was set on making a house of cards.  It took her all morning but she finally made three stories. 

Daxton has been loving the lazy mornings where he doesn't have to get dressed at all during the day.

Cambrie has been loving her new roller blades.  Luckily Sabrina also has a pair so the two of them cruise through the neighborhood and make the occasional stop down at King Soopers for succulents and candy.

Sometimes when I worry that Cambrie is growing up too fast, she goes and does something like this:  As she jumped out of the car at a friend's house, she put her frog sitting on my hand to keep me company.  Silly girl.

Sunday, August 11, 2019

Kenz and I hit Cache Valley

McKenzie and I snuck away for a girls' weekend to go see Faye's baptism.  We took an evening flight and landed in Salt Lake just before stores started to close for the night.  We stopped at Deseret Book to pick up a couple of things and were very surprised to see a Crumbl cookie store inside.  Well, our noses and tummie were beckoning so we did what any girl on a girls' weekend would do, we bought a cookie.  Not just any cookie, but a peanut butter cookie with milk chocolate icing.  It was so delicious that we licked our fingers, and the box, clean.  

Saturday morning was Faye's baptism.  We loved that we were able to be there and celebrate this day with her.  We loved seeing family there and it was great seeing the cousins run around together.  


That same weekend was the Cache County Faire.  We didn't quite have enough time (after our shopping spree and visit to Chuggz with Camille, Emma, and Graham) to see everything we wanted to see.  There were great exhibites in the exhibition hall, but McKenzie only had eyes for the carnival rides.  We had time to squeeze in three very short rides.  I went with her on a thrill ride that had us swinging and spinning.  It was fun, I just wish I had enough tummy power, and tokens, to go on it again.  


We hustled on over to the rodeo where we were just in time to see the rodeo queens riding by.  It doesn't matter what kind of queen it is, McKenzie wants to them.  The rodeo was fabulous.  We saw cowboys and trick riders.  



I left feeling like I wanted to throw in the towel on my suburban life and go buy a ranch in the country.  Too bad I'm allergic to lierally every part of cowgirl life.  Ce la Vi...

Saturday, August 3, 2019

Boulder 70.3

Boulder 70.3 was a little different this year because Jeremy and I had a newbie with us.  Bruce decided a couple of months ago that he wanted the challenge of a 70.3, and we were thrilled.  We spent the days before trying to give him helpful tips and tricks, and keep him calm.  We went out to the stroke and stride at Boulder Reservoir on Thursday so that Bruce could see the venue, swim in the water, and practice mass starts.  It was a crazy night but we all walked away with something new we learned.  So when Saturday rolled around Bruce's nerves had a chance to settle and it wasn't quite as intimidating.  

Bike prep in the kitchen.  This is normal for Jeremy and I, but I don't know what Leesa thought about it!

Bike drop-off and checking out the course


Tattoos before bedtime

For Jeremy and I, we weren't really sure what our goals for this race were going to be.  I didn't know if I wanted to race for fun since I hit that slump this summer.  If I wanted to go for a Taupo World's spot.  Or if I experiment with it and be okay if everything fell apart.  Ultimately I decided to enjoy it and see how hard I could push on my bike.  It was strange, as I lined up at the start line I almost didn't have any butterflies at all.  

Here we go!

My swim felt calm and relaxed.  I didn't know what to think about that and tried to remind myself that I was racing.  I had pretty open water so I just enjoyed the swim.  I didn't think that it was a ROKA first out of the water swim, which was actually a little disappointing because I've taken that ROKA award every time I've raced this course.  I ran through transition then jumped on my bike.  I was so excited about the bike leg.  I wanted to PR on this course and I wanted to push hard.  My power meter has been acting up, so I didn't use any pretty numbers as I rode.  I just tried to ride hard.  I was flying through that course and was only passed by a couple of girls, which happens.  The ride was beautiful and the weather was perfect.  There was no funky wind and it wasn't too hot yet.  The real trick was staying ahead of Jeremy.  He started about 10 minutes after I did on the swim which meant that if we both rode as we were expecting to ride, we might finish the bike at the same time.  There is a small out and back along diagonal highway towards the end and as I turned around I saw that I still had about a 3 minute lead on him.  It's a good ride when I'm that close to Jeremy.  

My legs were definitely tired getting off the bike but I hoped that the run would go well.  Unfortunately it was hot and I have never had a good race in the heat.  I tried to start out steady and slow, but it still didn't work.  Each mile grew harder and harder.  Jeremy finally caught up with me around mile 6.  I asked him to stay with me until that last 5k when I knew he needed to take off.  I was having a small emotional break down.  We ran together for about 3 miles.  We've never run next to each other at a race before and it was really nice to have company.  Unfortunately Jeremy was struggling just as much as I was and slowed down around mile 10.  I was thinking about that podium and the fact that maybe, maybe I'd be able to hold on to it, so I didn't slow down to stay with him. 



I love seeing my little guys at the course cheering me on.

Leesa, Alysha and Brody were there at the race cheering the three of us on and watching all of the kids.  The course was different this year so they didn't move around in order to find us.  We saw them at the run turn around then right before we made our way to the finish.  

Our awesome cheering squad.




 It was an ugly run finish, and nowhere near where I needed to be to place how I wanted.  Jeremy finished just a minute behind me.  We never get to see each other at the finish line like that!  We hobbled to the lake and floated like dead things for awhile until we cooled off enough to make it back to camp.  McKenzie unceremoniously broke the news that I took sixth.  Ugh, again?  That's what I placed last year.  Last year I felt like it was because I had made a huge mistake and everything imploded because of that.  This year, it felt different.  It felt like I accomplished my mission of testing myself on the bike.  I also learned that I just need to be braver about embracing the pain of a hard run.  So while I was mostly ok with it, when I passed by the awards ceremony it was really hard to see all of those ladies up on the podium without me.  I've gotten rather used to being up and like that feeling...a lot.  

Post race compression stretches

Everyone stuck around to cheer for Bruce.  Every time we saw him he was smiling and had the best attitude.  I knew that unless something tragic happened, he had the mental strength to make it across that finish line.  There weren't that many split mats on course, so as we sat and waited for Bruce I couldn't help but grow more and more nervous.  Finally we saw that Mr. Happy jersey coming down the chute, walking, but moving.  He broke into a jog right at the end and finished with a smile on his face.  

Jeremy was there at the finish line and they let him put the medal on his dad. 


We were all pretty baked by this point, kids, spectators, athletes, and it was a bit of a chore to wrap up at the venue.  Bruce, Jeremy and I stuck around for roll down just in case.  The fourth place lady took my spot, and the 10th place guy took Jeremy's.  We weren't that far off.  I would love it if we could both go one day.  

Annette- swim 28:12, T1 2:38, bike 2:34:20, T2 1:41, run 2:02:13.  Final time 5:09:04
Jeremy- swim 35:41, T1 3:46, bike 2:24:49, T2 1:35, run 2:02:45. Final time 5:08:36
Bruce- swim 47:26, T1 6:00, bike 3:35:37, T2 5:29, run 3:17:17.  Final time 7:51:49