p e a c h d a y s '1 4

this one was a good one.. except for the one-hour throw up bug casey and i got saturday night.

or maybe it was the carni food.

nasty.

 

v e g e t a r i a n

ready for a mind purge.

ok go.

i am married to an extremely healthy man. we have always ate pretty healthy and have participated in things like rock climbing and running. however, the winter blues always roll in and any and all exercise came to a halt. in fact, the last time i ran besides a few weeks ago was the las vegas ragnar on november 9. gross. i spent the last couple months reading books on fitness and packed on 5 extra pounds. weird, i know. some of you may think that 5 pounds is no big deal, but for someone as little as me, it is. as you may know.. or not.. i was a competitive gymnast for years and my husband was a state champion wrestler, so we enjoy pushing our bodies to the extreme. for about 5 years, after quitting gymnastics i was still as flexible, i could still out sit-up and out pushup most people, and life was great. i even started to think i was just a natural, because i could always do it. this last year something happened. i suddenly can’t whip out 100 sit-ups whenever and my splits are... well pathetic. sitting on my yoga ball at work just isn’t cutting it anymore.

back to the reading books part. casey and i both read: 

eat and run: my unlikely journey to ultramarathon greatness 

by: scott jurek

&

high infatuation: a climber's guide to loveand gravity 

by: steph davis

scott an ultrarunner and steph a climber/runner. both at the top of the game. and a few weeks ago we watched forks over knives and actually paid attention. 

two things i got from the books and movie: 

1. i suck at life and have accomplished nothing.

2. i should become vegetarian if i have any chance at not sucking at life. 

the first one, will take some time getting over. i can’t run all day long and i can’t crack climb... yet. but when my husband mentioned he wanted to give the vegetarian lifestyle a shot, i was like sweet! this i can do...  followed by wait. what the heck am i going to cook? so we began. and let's be honest. it is a breeze. hahaha. i'm not joking.

we don’t eat meat. we don’t eat fish. we don’t eat dairy-mostly.

important things we have noticed: 

you won’t go into a food coma.

you will meet gypsies while at whole foods.

the food tastes better.

you have more energy.

you can always find something at restaurants

sure, nothing sounds better than wings from wing nuts, but really going vegetarian has been great. the food is so yummy. we spend more time thinking about what we are cooking, so things are more colorful and flavorful. i have seen a lot of these fasts and juice cleanses. but let’s face it- cayenne pepper does not belong in any lemonade and who has the money to spend $100+ on juice.

staying healthy is about balancing what you need and what you don’t. casey and i have juiced our whole marriage and have loved it, but when i take it to work and within an hour it looks all foamy... ew no. we mostly juice when we get home from a workout or as a treat for a movie. but be careful. if you don’t know what you’re doing, that juice can pack more sugar on those hips than you think.

lastly, we all know fitness also requires working out. i have a lot planned this year and i am going to have to kick my butt into gear to get it all done. i have started running more in preparation for my first full marathon in june. my sister and i are signing up for a triathlon in july. i have another ragnar in june and casey and i plan on climbing a lot this summer. and honestly.. i really just want a six pack.

in case you want to know what we eat.

lunch 2/18/2013

-a few grain chips with jalapeno humus

-wheat bun sandwich with more humus, peppers, mushrooms, cucumbers, and spinach

-a few berries and almonds

-water

*humus found at sprouts 

(what used to be the sunflower market)

so damn good.

lunch with my girl, miss june.

s a i n t v a l e n t i n e

eating the entire bag of candy your work gave you before 11 am is probably a sign that it is going to be a good day.

happy valentine’s day lovers… and haters.

to be honest i still have no idea what i am going to do for casey tonight. i am thinking station 22 vegan dinner (which i am going to pretend i made), the record player, old albums, candles, and some painting.

original I know.

you have to understand every day with this human is amazing.

i have never been more in love with that husband of mine than i am today.

i am sure i will say the same thing tomorrow.

there is nothing like lying in bed together in the late mornings,

howling and howling to get miss june to speak

and she just looks at us like we are idiots.
(probably what are neighbors think as well.)

or trying to sleep in the back of a van in the philippines

on a 3 hour car ride listening to rave music

with some germans, to jump in the ocean with 12 whale sharks.

we have just barely put an indent into the list of places we want to travel to.

we haven’t climbed the cliffs that we feel we need to.

we don’t have children.

and we sometimes spend money on climb gear rather than grown up things.

but i wouldn't change it for the world.

those moments of playing hangman in a park downtown korea,

where no one knows your language and no one from home knows where you are

makes you realize it’s you. and it’s him.

and that’s really all that matters.

“he’s more myself then i am. 
whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”

emily bronte

“so love, you should know what to look for
and exactly where to go…

take your time and don’t worry about getting lost.
you’ll find me.
up there, a finger and two dots away.

if you’re wondering if i’ll still be able to hold you
…i honestly don’t know

but i do know that i could still fall for
a swish of light that comes barreling
and cascading towards me.

it will resemble your sweet definite hands.
the universe will bend.
the planets will bow.
and i will say “oh, there you are. i been waitin’ for ya. now we can go.”

a finder, two dots, then me.

derrick brown

b l a c k s h e e p

saturday the in-laws came down to hang out with us.

if you knew my in-laws you would wish they'd visit you.

jannie, my favorite #1, brought us down a huge basket of goodies from her garden. i guess i should say their garden because marty, my favorite #2 is one hell of a gardener... don't mess with his fruit trees. most sunday's i spend a good hour stuffing my face with raspberries and blackberries behind the shed in their back yard... don't tell. we now have tomatoes, peaches, carrots, onions, and cabbage. perfect for summer cooking.

dinner out is always a tradition when they come down. maybe it's because i am no cook. regardless of the reason, it's my favorite. we decided to try somewhere new.

eating somewhere new is always risky, but this will not disappoint. i had driven by the black sheep cafe every day on my way to work and knew immediately i had to try it from the name. as soon as i heard it doubled as a native american jewely workshop i about died and pushed it as the place for us to go.

the food was incredible.
1. go early or plan on a wait
   this place is hoppin
2. get the blue fire shrimp

3. whatever you order, just make sure to 

   get the sweat potato fries. so good

4. stuff your face

   spend a good amount of time doing so

5. thank me

6. go running and then go again

next i am trying the goat burger.... hand-pressed beef with goat cheese in the middle topped by a sliced portabello mushroom, sauteed peppers and a very tasty sauce - all wrapped in a navajo taco-type bread. holy amazing.

 

p i e r 4 9

sometimes I am just chilling at my desk at work

and a pier 49 pizza party is thrown

and out of nowhere i end up downstairs..

throwing down pizza likes it’s no one’s business

no self-control. 

no brain power to remind myself of my healthy eating plan.

nothing.

and then it's over.

 

and then i feel like shit.

i will be running.