Between drinking wine and being at 9,500 feet in Breckenridge, Colorado, I have killed a few brain cells in the last 24 hours.
I forgot my arm warmers, which is a problem when you wake up to run or bike and it is 35 degrees. So, I did what any cheapskate full blooded American would do and stopped at Wal-Mart and bought some men’s socks.
I cut off the toes, and voila, arm warmers, 2/$5.00. Can’t get that from a running store.
I even thought I could repurpose the leftovers for as toe warmers or a hat for my guinea pig. I love how these hide my hideously long Morton’s Toe.
Ken and I headed out early for a ride from Breckenridge to Copper Mountain. About 33 miles round trip with 1,500 feet elevation gain. You may wonder why I always give the elevation gain. That is my way of saying it was a big hill and it was hard. We met up with my friend Julie, Duathlon champion. She kicks my butt every time. That’s Copper Mountain ski area behind us.
It was cold as shit at the start. My fancy arm warmers are under my shirt and I’m still freezing.
I had to stuff my hands down my pants to get them warm on the way up. The whole ride to Copper was basically in the shade because the sun hasn’t made it over the mountains yet. Wish I had a picture of me copping a feel on myself, but I don’t.
After this kick ass ride, we caught up with my parents and my brother and his family. My parents rented a house up here for all of us for the week to celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary. It is awesome. Pure heaven. Here’s the view from the house:
My brother lives in D.C., so I don’t get to see him that much. It is really fun to have all of us together. Although he did lay a mean fart in the kitchen this morning and let me walk through it with no warning . He also clogged the toilet, but I said I wouldn’t tell. Like brother, like sister. He does grill a mean pork loin, however.
After our bike ride, we all drove up Boreas Pass which takes you to 11,400 feet. We then did a gorgeous hike up above tree line. Like I always say, it sucks to live here.
Here are the parental units who conceived baby SUAR. You can write them a thank you note if you’d like. Or a hate mail note.
Now I’m resting and gearing up for happy hour which I totally deserve.
Tomorrow a.m.? Ken and I are going to run some of Boreas Pass. Ken is doing the Colorado Relay and his leg is an 8 mile ascent up to the top of the pass. He wants to do a dry run. But, no dry hump.
My favorite picture so far from the trip: Emma and my dad.
Do you ever take trips with your extended family? Like it or hate it? We don’t do this type of thing often. I like having all of us together, but I hate it when my brother pulls my hair and reads my diary (oh, wait that was fifth grade).
Beach or mountains for a vacation? I am actually a total beach person. As much as I love the mountains, I think I like the beach even more. Actually, give me both of them together and it would be about perfect.