The next day my work had a half day, so since Amy and I were going to be in Ramona for the holidays -we packed up early and the fam dropped me off at work with my bike so I could just ride home from there. It's funny because everyone from my work thought I was seriously crazy. They just don't understand why someone would want to ride their bike that far. From Kearny Mesa to Ramona -it's 30 miles -which after my 70 mile ride --it's not that difficult of a ride. People that are not familiar with endurance sports have a very difficult time relating to those that are. I often get asked how I lost so much weight and I tell them that I train for triathlons. Usually the next question is, "Oh, which one are you training for?" And I'm starting to realize that the question right there is one of America's biggest problems with keeping weight off. So many people train and train for that life-changing marathon or that big race and then once they do it, they quit training and gain the weight back. They set a goal of doing a race and then have no long-term plan-they don't make it a lifestyle change, just a short-term goal. To take it a step further, we do the same thing with jobs, marriage, relationships, finances...etc. Making the lifestyle change inside is what makes things you want...happen.
Enough of that rant. The ride went great, there was about 3000 ft of climbing and my legs felt OK, just very cold. Half way through the ride I stopped at the Iron Mountain trail head to use the restroom. As I started making my way back to the road with Blue Steel, some bright lady said to me, "Wow, you biked up that mountain with that??" And before I could even speak, she screamed over to her friend, "Hey Janice, check out this guy, he road up the mountain on this bike! Look at those tires!!" I was going to let it go, but I just couldn't...I said, "Actually I just used the restroom--I'm just heading up to Ramona." She looked at me with a weird look and just said, "Good for you." and walked off. So freaking weird. She was probably from Ramona.
On Thanksgiving morning, I headed back to Iron Mountain with Amy for the 1st Annual Thanksgiving Turkey Trot up Iron Mountain. It wasn't really a race, just a low-key group that got together to run or hike up the mountain, come back get a cool t-shirt and have some mimosas. I made it up in 25 minutes and the view from the top was amazing. After a taking it all in, I decided to do a little exploring afterwards. It ended up being a very serene experience, the kind of run that you go on and realize how lucky you are to be able to do the things you do. 2000 ft worth of climbing later, I headed back down the mountain, joined the rest of the group for some mimosas and champagne ---which come to find out is REALLY good after a long run.
Jubelale on a crisp Thanksgiving day |
Happy Holiday's everyone!
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