My life currently consists of going through my "stuff" i.e. books, projects, collectibles (I'm a bit of a pack rat apparently) - then in between going on canyon and city bike rides, running a race I was sooo not prepared for but L-O-V-E loved, Pleasent Grove rodeo with Chels (too tight Wranglers and cowboy boots included), cruis'n on my new/old moto, going to the Uintahs without my computer or cell for 6 days, hanging out with dogs and nephews, basically all of the sweet stuff.
I'm now attempting to get back to work. A few graphic design assignments for 8.8, floor plans, elevations, and ideas for Hamptons clients (this time for their loft in NYC), hopefully some freelance gigs, catching up with bills, student loans, insurance, etc. Don't worry, I'm not a complete slacker, just as much of one as is humanly possible.
Sarah's baby that I visited in Loveland on my way to SLC
This is the look she often gave me, which I think means, "I'm hungry and I will take advantage of you if you let me" - I was groped more than once by this little tike.
This is the caravanigan that supported us through the 178 miles of the Wasatch Back Race, and yes that clever mantra written across the wind shielf "Wasatch your backs" was right out of my clever little (big) head
So the deal was that each person on our 12 person team ran one of their legs (36 total) while the support car prepared water, food, cameras for whenever the runner needed it. It was fun, but I think that the race would be a lot cooler if you weren't in a 36 hour traffic jam the whole time. Except that it made for some AMAZING girl talk/laughs.
My middle leg was from 4 in the morning to about 5 and it was sooo chill to run along in the dark, I really liked it, but I think Leslie's run was the prettiest because of the light, she ran 5 a.m. to 6 a.m. near Rock Creek Resiviour.
Here she is running, she's so fast you can hardly see her!
Cars backed up at one of the transition points - how was I able to get this vantage point? I ditched that shi and walked around. This jamb took about 35 min to get through.
swampy swamp
Speaking of swamps, last but not least I have been attempting to train my little bro to clean his bathroom that he has had free rain over for the last year. This is what we found in his shower drain! Boys.
