10.29.2013

Catch-Up not Ketchup.

I can't stand this time of the year. Why? Because for one I know it is snowing - and that my friends is something I miss more than anything. There is nothing better than waking up in the morning opening your curtains and seeing a blanket of fresh snow - the little flutter of excitement that rushes through your body is next to amazing; it makes the entire day better - from crawling out of bed and drinking coffee to the mystique that comes with going to bed and hoping for even more snow to be there the next morning. Ha, ever since I have been little halloween weekend was always a time when you had to bundle up in order to go trick-or-treating, party or whatever. It is not like you can escape the cold weather in the mountains, nor can you escape the cold weather lifestyle..heck the two times I dressed up in college I was a snow themed scantily clad something or others. The other reason that I hate this time of year? Because there is endless chocolate in easy to reach places, and I have absolutely no self-control when it comes to chocolate so I literally am walking around like a fat kid grabbing goodies and giving them a taste test - it turns out all the morsels are quite delicious, thanks for asking. Okay, so maybe hate is a little too harsh...let's go with the word dislike

The last two weekends have been what some would call a staycation, I personally call it another mundane weekend in Orange County. So, what does one do here in the fall months when the fog hangs low for the entire day? Well, if you are me you avoid the malls, hunker down on your couch for a few hours ( I am super caught up on Hart of Dixie & Sister Wives if you wanted to discuss it over a glass of wine) here and there and of course ride your bike.

I am training (I use the term lightly because I am not training like I used to during race season) for a 100 mile ride that I have the day before I add another year to my age. 100 miles? Easy...well...not this one, supposedly we will be climbing something like 10,000 feet (yeah, I didn't know that was possible in the great Los Angeles area either...are they secretly going to transport us to the base of Mt. Whitney and tell us to ride up it? Perhaps a quick trip to Nepal) - all I know is there is beer at the finish line, that is the equivalent of dangling a carrot in front of a horse.
I have been spending my Saturday's on the saddle for 5.5+ hours - I will admit it has been pretty darn awesome. I have seen a lot of stuff that you don't normally see while in a car, I have challenged myself, I have done a magnificent job in packing a lot of stuff into small pockets, I have become more aware of my surroundings and over all more confident with my riding abilities. I was actually telling someone the other day that I might just have to keep on doing this long distance Saturday thing I have going on right now...that is when I am not away on 48-hour adventures. It is pretty great to treat yourself to cookies and mmaaayyybeee a soda to fill up on some missing calories...

Other than that - not much new going on in these parts. Just a lot of work...and saddle time.

My love life = Coffee & Bikes. 

Something isn't right...

Amen. 

Lunchtime dirt rally. 

Gus came for a visit...

Siri just loves to ask me random questions if I put her down the wrong way...

'Ah BayBay! 

So, I don't know what Saturday night at 8:30 looks like at your house....
But, this is pretty accurate for Orange Ave. 

Went on a hot breakfast date to Portola Coffee Lab with Spence on Sunday. I highly suggest it.
Plus, the latte art is pretty great. 

It just gets better and better every weekend...

We have wax lips...

Pump tracking. 
I am starting to get antsy hanging around these parts. It's about time to start putting together another adventure for after my big ride in November. I am thinking I might try to sneak in some more sunny summer time weather...South bound? Perhaps.

Sending Love.

10.21.2013

Birchbox # 2 || October

What if I told you, I was secretly beyond excited to get home from Utah because I had been tracking my Birchbox and was very well aware it would be arriving the day after I left. So, when I arrived home on Sunday with the lovely rats nest that I had acquired after the windy day at the Rampage venue I didn't even think about searching through the mail for my box (although, I wish I had because of one of the gifts in it...) - then Monday arrived, and there was nothing. I tracked it, and it said it arrived 'ohhhh don't you dare tell me someone stole my Birch!'...and by stole I mean my boyfriend left it in his car and being the busy bee that he is, he forgot to bring it inside. So, finally on Tuesday I had that pretty little box in my hands. Without any hesitation I ripped right in...


 There are a handful of items I immediately found the time to play around with, while others I have been a little tentative.

ChapStick - Hydration Lock $2.99 (free in this months box)
I am always happy to get chapstick and lip stuff. I was extremely happy about this because I had just arrived back from the desert and saying my lips were chapped would be an understatement. As for it lasting 8 hours? I don't know about that...the flavor/smell is nice and subtle. I managed to misplace this after about 2 days - I am sure it will float up in the between the couch cushions, the depths of my backpack or a drawer in the next few months - however, if I do see this at the drugstore there is a good chance I will end up with a few more. Horrible, horrible addiction.

Joie  Folle de Joie - eau de parfum $98
I have been looking for a new scent. So far I am pretty happy with this one, it is a nice subtle floral smell - that is also very sensual. Now, the only issue....price. I am not sold on the high dollar amount, although it is tempting. I think that I am going to keep this scent in mind for down the road, hopefully in a few boxes to come I will get to test out a few other smells.

Liz Earle - Cleanse & Polish Hot Cloth Starter Kit $24.50
 So, this was one of the items that I haven't had a chance to play around with. Like I said in a previous post, I get nervous with new products on my skin. I will keep you updated on how the product is once I find some time to figure out how this works....

Miss Jessie's Creme de la Creme Conditioner $16.00
So, this is the reason I wish I would have landed my box upon my arrival back from Utah. I didn't hesitate to use this immediately after opening the box. Surprisingly enough, this smelled more like chemicals than I expected - I was happier using my everyday conditioner instead. I will admit I am a sucker for labels/design and this one caught my attention as soon as I opened the box and I was very interested in finding out more about the product.

POP - Beauty Aqua Lacquer $14.00
Another product I haven't used yet, the Aqua Lacquer. I know earlier I said I love lip crap but this is a little too sparkly orange county out of my league (Side note I did not get the color shown above, I ended up with Splashing Scarlet). Looks like I will need to slip into my little black dress, heels and put my face on with my girls some night soon so that I can give this a test run.

Over all, I am super happy with the box. I am looking forward to getting my next Birchbox. I am still on the wait list for Ipsy...its been like 2.5 months...worth it? Not sure. I also started looking at other subscription boxes - any suggestions?

Sending Love!

10.20.2013

48 Hours (x 2) to Live :: Virgin UT || RedBull Rampage Edition

Let's face it, I really enjoy doing rad stuff (as well as drinking wine & eating dark chocolate)...

After an amazing trip to New York, one would only believe that I would be packing my bags again for yet another adventure...this time I was going to the land of slick rock and mo' mo's...Utah!

It started with a text on Thursday from my dude friend Greg "Leaving Santa Monica Now" it was 3 pm - I thought I had all the time in the world, I could finish up my last day in my global role and then go home pack and shower - welp, that quickly changed to franticly bidding my department adieu and rushing out the back door.

Bike gear...check.
34,000 pairs of shoes because I am a girl and must be prepared for every occasion...check.
New camping gear that I am 110% pumped on - duh, I packed that 3 nights ago.
Food...kind of check. One can live on granola bars...right? 
Phone charger? Got it...
Wallet? Leggo!

Oh, wait...what are you driving out to Utah on your next adventure - a Prius? Why yes! I hear that tackle rock gardens especially well, as long as they are named Gladis.

Glady loaded up and ready to rally. 

 After a dervish moment of my life (note I was just told by a friend that I had my life "together") I finally had every little thing I could have possible thought of for camping packed in several bags...I brought them over and shoved them in with a all the other crap. When Ella & my friend Greg arrived in Orange County his car was essentially empty - add two chick and the car was busting from its seams.

So, Virgin should technically only be about 6-7 hours from this materialistic hellhole, but some how we were able to make it take 10 hours. Okay, so there was construction a few accidents, dinner and of course getting lost in Wal-Mart (out of all places).

Lesson: Pre-make all food. Why you ask? Because then you WON'T have to go to Wal-Mart (which in my opinion is the worst place on earth, although it is VERY convenient you can find er'rything you need, I would prefer it was Target. I think the longest debate was in the cheese aisle and the alcohol aisle (which we ended up sending Greg back for a bottle of Maple Whiskey - who are we?). So, if there was an award for packing a car like a puzzle we would have for sure won...there was literally  no room. We were riding dirty, the rear wheels were almost dragging. Little did we know we would fit in perfectly in Vegas.

We rallied through the night, I guess everyone else rallied through the night. I was so messed up on time changes that I was asleep have of the time - this is a newly acquired talent. When ever I have flown or driven for long distances prior to the last year I haven't been able to sleep. Wwwwide awake the entire time.

So, the real fun started when we hit the dirt roads.

Side note, it is 11:11...make a wish! 
  There were a few times we had to get out of the car so that it wouldn't bottom out. There were a few times we had to get out and move rocks to make a smoother transition...we were all about puzzles on this trip.

We arrived promptly at 5 am the  next morning (I know, you are probably thinking - what?!? some how we managed to pull that off). Ella and I pitched a tent and it was time to test out my new camping gear that I had ordered the week before we left. Welp, it turns out it was pretty epic and SUPER comfortable. Being the little girls that we are we woke up as soon as the sun did, and giggled while talking selfies prior to anyone else actually waking up - we will call this being adults.  

Exhibit A

So, then we actually got up...

Jump photos in the morning. The spine below us is where the event actually happened. 
It was only appropriate that we got back into Gladis to rally her down another dirt road to search for a latte (perhaps we were "glamping" instead of camping) and my wristband for the event. Done and Done. Let me tell you about this little gem that Greg and I found,  Deep Creek Coffee. One of the more legit almond milk lattes I have had in a hot minute - check it out! We didn't stop there just once, but..TWICE! **Be warned, the bagel sandwich does indeed have mayo on it.

After our adventure, and a few more cups of coffee...it was time for riding. So P-U-M-P-E-D. Our group of thirteen hopped on bikes and headed towards the rim trails - PB&J's in hand (okay, so really packed in our packs also filled with a days worth of water. Yes, that pack was heavy).  First we hit the North Rim trail, it was awesome - tons of rock that was super fun to play around on - a boat load of technical riding. I was having way too much fun. After we rallied the troops several times, stopped and took a few photos we finally ended up on the tip. Let's just say for someone scared of heights our destination was a little wishy-washy.
We thought this was a large group...
Hidden Canyon 

Bikes, on Bikes, on BIKES!



I kept my helmet on the entire time. Yes, I am terrified of heights. 
Lunch with a view. 

After lunch we rallied down the South Rim, which seemed slightly more technical and A LOT closer to the edge of the mesa we hung a left and hit Hidden Canyon to the Practice Loop and then home. Hidden Canyon was a total added bonus, after I had received a text from a fellow Oakley pal we decided to check it out. Let's just say, I am really looking forward to rallying on that trail again next year! Yeeewwwww! 

Biking generally means one thing....You deserve a blue ribbon. 
Whiskey and a sunset. 
The sunset that night was epic. I can't wait to go back - I don't even like camping. Okay, wait let me rephrase that...I didn't like camping. Now, I am jonsing for another trip. Preferable to Utah. Heck, I even enjoyed the campfire and being cold. Actually, I REALLY enjoyed being cold...I miss that.

Day 2: Wake up. Camp worthy coffee (note to self: figure out how to make a worthy cup of coffee). Today was a big day, it was time to go and watch qualifiers. I was super pumped for quali's because this is normally when the young guns ride their butts off. We road into the event and checked our bikes at the bike check (next year I will have to devise a smarter way of getting up there), then the scramble up the mesa to watch the riders began. Even just walking up there was a blast! Seriously...



Not a bad place to stand...
gUrLz

You literally run all over the venue so you can see all the different lines. So much fun! 

Dropping...
Watching...

Wheelz. 
Now, I just need to figure out how to upload videos - because I have a bunch. I feel like a newbie to the blog world...

So, after we watched qualifiers we decided that it was time for our group to take a ride...we packed into cars (this time 20 of us...20 people + 20 bikes). Our main mission was Jem trail. After losing our sense in direction about 3 times we finally found the parking area. The sun was slowly starting to go down, time was of the essence - trying to get that many people of different skill levels rolling is interesting, but, so much fun. We headed up a dirt road and eventually reached the top of the trail. I started getting antsy thinking that we were going to be riding fire road the entire time - well, at least it was good training for my up coming century :)

Honey Stinger Wayfers, PBR's and Hi-Fives at the top of the trail. 

1/4 team jump photo

Rallying. 
So, it actually turns out that the downhill part was really awesome. I haven't felt this on my game with riding since I quit racing. It was a good, reassuring feeling - it also makes me want to get my hands on a 5-inch bike as quickly as possible. Jem was a nice little 12 mile adventure...

So, the adventure doesn't stop there. We all decided it was time to bathe...so we all tossed on our suits and scrubbed off the camping germs we had acquired. It was awesome and compared to the water here, the river was warm. 
Soaking in the Virgin River...yes, you may understand this. We were in Utah. 

Then, there was a beer run. Duh. Where we may or may not have indulged in chicken tenders from the deli section...and then we got back to our granola lifestyle. A fire and dinner was awaiting us...yes, I love this! What type of camping adventure is complete without a bottle of tequila, good friends and stargazing? There were a zillion shooting stars. It was amazing. Living in a city you forgot about how beautiful a night in the wild can actually be...I miss the stars and clear nights. 

Waiting for Cam to go
Hippy stuff. 
That night the wind was howling. It was blowing sand against the tent, which made it sound like rain. One of my biggest dislikes of camping is poor weather and a tent - especially when we may or may not have forgotten the tarp for underneath the tent. When we awoke the wind was still going nuts....but...to my surprise there was no precipitation. We quickly packed up, and arranged to be driven to Gladis. Did I mention it was so rocky that we could not get her down to the camp site? What is that you say, the commuting car we were in got a flat? Yes, it did. We were getting low on car space and cars going to the event. So, we merrily packed 4 adults, camping gear and two bikes on to Gladis and headed down the dirt road...again. It was time for finals!

A latte later, and a long wait for the shuttle (day #2 I took the shuttle because I was sans-bike. It took forever. Seriously...FOR-EVVVVER). We made it there just in time to see Kyle Strait's wining run. Eff ya! It was insane! Then, Zink comes down and tosses backflip off the sender. But, seriously...let's talk about McGarry's flip on the canyon gap - holy sh*t! It was insane!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! All of the riders that day totally killed it - there were some mega spills. Glad to hear Binggeli is back up and crutching. One of the coolest experiences of the event was the energy of the crowd - it was like being around a ton of friends. Really hard to explain the actual feeling. Of course, like always I didn't want to leave. Who would? Although, the thoughts of a real bed were ever so tempting...

Step Up


Steep. 

Due to a weather hold the second run was cancelled. We took off prior to the cancellation confirmation. Of course...we were not going to stop watching. It was awesome to have the live stream available, just incase they did start again and we had already left.
All set up. 
 Every time that we got near a car it was funny to see who had the lowest battery, and who deserved to charge theirs the longest. Of course, I thought I reined supreme since I have a horrible Instagram addiciton (@ereederreadsanereader) - let's just say airplane mode was all of our bestfriend over the weekend. It was pretty nifty that we had technology access out there - but - then again, I wish we didn't. It would have been nice to be totally cut off. I need that, but, I cannot force myself to actually do it when surrounded day-in and day-out.

Rampage Hair 
Reflecting on our Adventure

I have never been so hesitant about an adventure. Once the car was packed, I didn't even know if I wanted to go...but..I did. Where this adventure hesitation came from, I have no clue - I sure am glad I got over it. The weekend I spent in Utah was one of the most incredible experiences I have had in a while. I met so many wonderful people. Experienced some of the most indescribable energy. Rallied on my bike better than I have in months. Watched some of the most out of this world riding I have seen in my entire life. I am so glad that I can take do these 48-hour adventures. After all the different places I have been over the last few weeks, I strongly urge anyone my age to step out of their comfort zone and adventure, because you only have 48-hours to live...

Sending Love.

  Oh, ps, I will work on the video thing...I have a super sick one of Cam and McGarry. 

10.09.2013

48 Hours (x 2) to Live :: Upstate New York Edition

Almost Canada, but, not quite. Yes, I am talking about good ole' Upstate New York - land of real maple syrup (although I know this is highly debatable), fall foliage, the Erie Canal, farms, apples, and the most amazing part of all: My family.

Let's face it, I am an east coast baby with a west coast heart. We ever I head back east mother nature decides to send in the crappy weather and take away the sunshine I have been hearing all about...hrmmm.

Something I have become really good at lately - waking up early. We are talking 2:15 PST || 5:15 EST.

After a crazy Tuesday spend rallying around La Jolla in a rental car doing some last minute work; I quickly packed my awesome Oakley carry on bag with all cold weather clothing. Enjoyed a glass or two of wine and zoned out. My alarm promptly awoke me at 4:45 and I re-packed my bag only to REPACK again...Then I made it to the airport. With enough time to grab a latte - best day ever? I think so! Did I mention that I started reading Sorry I'm Not Sorry - which reminds me of my sorority days....can you tell that I was in dire need of a simple read? ha.

After a zillion and a half (okay, only 8 - it would have been better if I wouldn't have been stuck in a middle seat. Anyways, we live and we learn) hours of traveling I arrived in the good ole' Ra-ChaCha aka Rochester International Airport...International you say? Why yes - because Canada is only an hour away. PS I have always wanted to live in Canada...eh? With this being said, I cannot wait for the day that I can actually find a valid excuse for moving there. Note to self: start studying your French again...

What was the reason for this trek? Well, only the BEST reason on the face of the planet! My lovely grandmother was celebrating 90 years of gracing this earth. The trip was nothing less than absolutely fabulous!

What does one do when they only have a 48 (x 2) to live? Well, they start it off with a salmon dinner with family following my sleeping in to the depths of the morning by wine induced sleep on Thursday. Then you spend the afternoon tooling around on cruisers with your sister, eating ice cream that cost so much you almost go broke and then ending up on the davenport chatting about life with a women whom has seen it all.

One thing I love about going home is that I can cook for my mom. I LOVE cooking for my family - so we wiped up a great vegetarian dinner followed by vegan brownies...I'll share the recipe later :)

Friday was spent avoiding the rain. Running (in the rain), eating delicious french onion soup, and running other fun errands - how could I forget...hitting balls at Big Oak. Did I mention, I am a pro? ha! We even went and dropped two small pumpkins off at Granddad's - Banxie was able to run, run, run, run and we also observed interesting shaped headstones we all agreed we would never want.

Saturday was by far one of the best days. I woke up extra early, we are talking 5:15. It was still dark out - actually pitch black. After a cup of coffee & a few sips of Kefir we hopped into my mom's car and headed towards Cobblestone. It was the most amazing experience ever - we both wrapped up, and then set out on a cart to check up on all the plants around the course. I was super excited because I was able to wear my mothers Bean Boots, which she has had longer than I have been alive - they were pretty much amazing! We may or may not have stalled the cart a time or two - only maybe though... what she has done with the gardening around there is NEXT LEVEL! The place looks great. After a wonderful morning, I headed to my other grandparents house for more coffee caught a quick annual family update and then re-started the adventure...Schutts for a dozen glazed donuts & a gallon of cider. BAM! So delicious - why not follow that up with 3 dozen calms for dinner? We also swung by the old Schlocom-Lauder building to give the Fairport Brew Co. a test - although they were out of the Fairport brews the atmosphere was great and it was really wonderful to hear my mom reminisce about the building when my grandfather had his insurance company based out of there. Of course the day was not over yet...don't forget the surprise party to squeeze in a surprise birthday party for my cousin! Seriously, we are talking whirlwind of a trip here...We slowed the night down with wine on the back patio. Officially one of my favorite things!

Sunday was the BIG day. I started with a bike ride - which ended in what seemed like a torrential down pour for this dry weather debbie. I have to admit jetting up the towpath to Macedon and the ground covered in leaves was so amazing - you don't see that much out here in Souther California.  The day continued with a quick trip to one of the worst Apple Stores I have ever been to at Eastview Mall - after that fiasco we walked away with a new phone and a very happy camper. The best part of the day was quickly approaching - picture this...three women running around frantically trying to get ready for a party - drying hair, make up trying to get all situated. Poor Ed, he was such a trooper waiting for us to finish getting beautified. Now, it was time for  my grandmother's party - I was SO excited. I wore a silk dress that she had owned back in the mid-forties. It is a gorgeous garment! We all gathered together at the golf club to celebrate and eat delicious carrot cake and exchange stories. It was wonderful - I am so happy that the family was able to bond together and put something so marvelous together.

The next day was early...4:45 for a flight back to sunny California and 40 miles on a road bike followed by an afternoon of sleeping - and La Jolla the next day...

Insert cheesy Instagram travel comment here

The Queen B herself, Banxie.

Would you like some leaves with your coffee?

Professional Cruisering

Genny. I'm on vacation...

I owe another pair of moccasins, that's weird...not. I have like 5 pairs. 

Trouble. 

Schneels and Clubs. FORE!

x 2 - I was sore. 

I went on a run and came home to this on one couch and my sister passed out on the other...

Keeping it festive! 



Pink on pink. 

Foliage. 



Bean Boots. 

One of my favorite photos of the trip. 

Get in my belly!

They say, An apple away keeps the doctor away....seeya Spence! 

Jump photo for dayzzzz

Fairport Brew Co, formally Schlocom-Lauder

Tasters - something great like 6 tastes for $3-4.

Did I mention it was Oktoberfest? My mom and I found out when we walked into the village for lattes. 

Generations. 

Reasons I love the east coast...

Riding dirty...

I came back soaked. 

Babes. 

90 never looked so good! 

Trouble x 2

Why yes, this did happen....
Family. 

Homeward. 

Well, now work has swung back into full-on-the-grind mode. I left the east coast without any syrup or goodies (dang shoes taking up ALL the room in my bag) - I am trying to get my head in the right spot, also while planning the next adventure....Redbull Rampage in Utah this weekend, I only have 48-hours to live! 


Sending Love from SoCal