Do you

Swear to tell the truth, the whole truth so help you god? Buddha? Someone?

NO.

Its seems when you began writing out loud like in a blog, you can't be a 100 percent honest, or can you? For instance, I read my BLACKBERRY stories and they seem more raw, more real, less censored.. Who knows, maybe no one reads this at all and I can be open as possible.

I don't have anything negative to say so it wouldn't hurt anyone's feelings.. I just question my own perspective on the blog.. And edit more. Not a fan of editing. I mean for typos sure, but raw thoughts... no!

BUT this is the truth, the solid truth

I had an awesome 40 Mile Fall Classic with M and AR on Saturday. Hopefully pictures and stories to follow. I also got a blue ribbon -with details "hot ass chica" I did! I can't help what award I got... it just happened. M was very generous. I have a sad picture of AV whimpering. I can't wait to post.

Sunday it hailed and stormed in Issaquah and went for the inside the gym experience instead of our single track ride - I had honestly saved my legs and everything for this big trail ride and boom! I expressed disappointment and he (being D) in return nearly killed me in weights and my abs. I couldn’t have been more sore.

Monday was a day a rest.

Then, Tuesday October 31, I did my abs class... and it rocked. I was so obsessed one time with abs that I was lifting three days a week and going to abs class for one hour the other two days. It was a solid class. (I did however go to Bora Bora with a six pack and like a week into the trip of not doing sit ups and drinking on the beach, I could almost rest my beer on my belly). EW gross image... see? Edit. Edit. Edit.

However my drive is back.

I run tonight with Hart I am thrilled!! It's Nov 2, despite my posting saying Oct. 31.

I bike tomorrow night and run Saturday for a team that is running a Marathon in Paris. I just got the news. I am a little excited. She was a little bit interested in my nutrition (which ironically I was eating a Big Mac at the time she called) I decided to tell the truth, "It's bad" I have these meetings, trainings and a diet plan all to raise money for Leukemia.

my belly is blasted

D and I worked out for lunch and he killed me. He is the BEST PT for weights. Every part of my body is twitching and I am pretty sore.. usually that takes a day or two. He used to ask me to go with him more and I would be like, "nah" -I just was being lazy! just think how strong I would be? But now I accept easily or beg him to go, cuz I have paid for wieght trainers and he still is the best.. and it's working! I can feel a huge difference!!! My biceps make a wee little line when I flex.

I ran at Tiger last night with a group. It was pretty fun. I haven't run in like a month or so... or since that triathalon, to keep off my knee. Besides my fall, my knee felt great. Took it easy.

I hit a stump so large and landed on the ground and literally sprug up faster than I fell. My poor hand and knee... when Kim and Karen looked at the stump with their lights, I was shocked to see the size... I am like "are we in the old growth forest?" How the hek could I not see that? They were so great and even offered up their lights.. but i think it was just me!

I need a HART to HART run.. hee hee.... but i am glad it was six miles and besides the fall nothing hurt from a knee strain stand point.

I bike tomorrow with M and maybe AV. "40 mile bike Fall classic" She made the title so I can win a race.. sweet, huh? Or at least take second.. with two.. or if AV comes I am still in the top three! It will be road trails.. but using mt bike.

Sunday I am riding single track... so it should be a great workout weekend!!

just GO

i have no story today except at work i felt horrible
at my workout it felt great, now i feel blah!
WORKOUT
Bench press
Upright rows andshrugs
Seated dumbbell curls
Triceps extension
KINGS CHAIR
Lunges
hamstring (is that spelled right..can't be) extensions
belly blaster with the ball
sit ups throwing the ball and catching it back
crunches

i feel so awful

Lazy Lazy Lazy

Lazy to the point I started feeling achy and whiney (wait.. that might be my normal).

I haven't worked out since Saturday in Bend (Big Fat Tour)

I just felt blue... or is it blew? no, it blew I was blue! (that's right) ANYWAY..
I finally got out of the house and rode Iron Horse for 20 miles. 10 miles up and 10 miles down.. 2 percent incline... it was a fun ride again. Then just to ruin anything good for me I ate at BIG FAT BURGER.. and stuffed myself. :)

I do work out tonight with Hart.

Wednesday D and I have the competition going on

WORKOUT
Bench press
Upright rows and
shrugs
Seated dumbbell curls
Triceps extensionsS
seated rows
RVG's (patented) rowing drill
KINGS CHAIR -
Lunges
Bike or run for twenty to 30 minutes.

Addendum - other team already forfeited. Darn. Next time.

I am going to have train even harder.. Next time I challenge. 100 King Chair!

REMARKABLE

RVG and Julie (Kevin's wife) -

RVG just finished 100 MT Bike miles with Kevin -RVG looks shiney and new! .. and a still doing little Nav 101 on the side

I have to thank RVG, Hart, JVG, D and AV for all the training.. Next time I think I will train harder like instead of going from 15 miles max to 52... Thanks to D for hanging with me and to RVG for literally step by step helping me up a hill -without tow - but with training and to throw me in the dark like this.. but I am ready for more!

quote "Purcell every time you are off your bike I am snapping a photo" RVG :)

Big Fat Tour - Beautiful, eh?

HELP

This is one of those shots where the focus is on the guy that fell down the hill -but if you rewind and watch the home video -someone- me is falling... I am not doing YOGA downward dog.. this is for reals!

Photo Op (I needed a small breather)

TA (lots of food)

Why can't I get just one more hill?

BIg Fat Tour Finale (or finally!)

Fine Motor Skills

Imagine back when you were 3- you didn't know you didn't have fine motor skills but you were suspicious!

I, for one, knew something was off immediately!

Setting - Pre-School
Teacher - Miss Mills
Me - 3 year old student
Nickname -TROUBLE (my mom went so far as to have it printed on all my shirts) and yes people would say, "Here comes Trouble!"

Story

We are in class making sock puppets and the googely little eyes on Miss Mills puppet were in line perfectly and directly on the face where they should be... and then it came to my turn. I used the glue with one hand, putting it directly on the back of one my googely eyes and I am shooting for above the mouth and above the imaginary nose and BOOM! It ends up on the throat of my flipping puppet. One eye makes it safely to where it belongs. This catastrophe is known as lack of fine motor skills -which you begin to develop when you are 3.

Miss Mills said, "Good job" (Liar)

However I pretended not to notice but that haunted me for a long time… not looking at the puppet, but being in full alignment and then having an eye go so awry.

HOWEVER -I am back to square one. I have a beautiful ride, a beautiful story, a great 50 Mile TOUR which to write about and until I get my fine motor skills back I can't! I am typing (or rather pecking with one finger). I am not even sore as much as I don’t have fine motor skills, like little hand movements, cutting, zipping, opening things, typing, using keys.. Etc…is this a level above sore.. and sore is coming?

Has this ever happened to anyone? Is this due to the ride? Or do I have a deeper problem?

I have a brilliant story to be told... Oh please bring back my dexterity!

Well I will write it tomorrow regardless, I will persevere! Because there is an amazing story to be told with beautiful pictures and many people to thank and I loved every moment of it!

mud spa and Capital Forest MTB

Primal Quest Top -watch ESPN2 430
muddy, but not cute! tough!
Halloween? Blue- JVG Primal QuestRVG- Primal Quest Survivor and mud Repellent?

TWISTER

Just a simple game of twister. That's all I ask. Not much. Well I would have to
like twister. I didn't find it much fun as a kid or even as an adult (and we
actually have gotten twister as a suggestion in improv. So I have even played
make believe twister.) Nothing really jumps out at me. Except today. Twister
would be delightful. I don't even need a partner to play with.

This all started yesterday because I can't even walk. Not because I am sore (that story comes next) but I am ree ree. (I’m sorry, kid with special needs.) All I was doing was walking on the sidewalk and my feet slipped so fast under me like I had a banana skateboard below. I hit the ground hard and the thug and lost air from my chest sounded awful -even to my own ears. And as if I was in hell and they said move the one body part that hurts the most and move it to red –I had done just that. I landed on my swollen palm from Mt biking. Didn’t even use the other hand, arm, or body to catch myself.

Four men on the streets were helping me up. One grabbed my blackberry
that slid ten yards and smashed into a building. I swear there were little
birdies circling my head. Yet I know I just landed on my hand –which couldn’t hold the fall because of the pain, and then full body crashed.

I walked home because I had to go ride my bike. I scrambled around for socks.
Does anyone know this pain? I kept moving forward until I realized I was out of
it when I was trying to put my biking gloves on my feet.

I finally get my head normal and pain to where I can think, and ride 22 miles to Alki and back and a little more.

My legs burned the whole way (and again not because of the ride itself) but my special Olympic Lunge Competition (OLC) around the WAC. I am dead sore. I woke up in the morning and had only one sit up left in me from my king chair victory and had to scootch the rest of my body out of bed. I walked passed the shower turning it on. Then sat down to pee and I had the most sadistical laugh. I couldn't stand back up. Had I been in a retirement home I would have push the red emergency button for someone to save me from the john. I begin thinking grey bars in the handicap bathroom sounded nice about now. I used the wall the counter and made it to the shower.

My point. There isn't a part of me that could really play twister. I can't decide if the dream to play twister is because that would mean I could lean on either hand or arm and I could stretch... or is merely that I wish I just enjoyed the simple life of the blue, green, yellow and red dots.

The Little Mermaid Takes RVG out of The Race

What would be a friendly team building, turns into a weight competition and goes south fast when Little Mermaid aka JP -knocks RVG out being a contender for the victory. D and RVG were both slam dunks for the weight competition until the kings chair -however - Regardless of D's poor performance on the KC, LM saves the day and knocked RVG out of the game with her 42 lifts to his measely 41.


WORKOUT
Bench press
Upright rows and shrugs
Seated dumbbell curls
Triceps extensions
Seated rows
RVG's (patented) rowing drill
KINGS CHAIR -
Lunges
Bike for 20 minutes just D and JP
Basketball -just RVG

and the Oscar Nominees are

RVG –in TIGER MT -when you watch this character you are amazed that he can tow two people up tiger MT while singing metalica crossed with a little bit of improv. He shows strength, determination, leadership skills and is respected and admired not only from an audience perspective but through the other two characters as well. He shows no mercy! He does at times, in jest or to motivate, let the other two characters know where they stand. One example is when JP was wheezing ¼ up Tiger (while in tow) RVG turns back and says, “I would have been up to the top 9 minutes ago” RVG has JP exhausted, bruised and tired after riding three hours, he again says, “That loop takes me an hour and ten minutes, however I was able to appreciate the little things I have never noticed before, for example that little spider crossing in my path.” He stays loved with his humor, training techniques and his funniness never stops even when he opens his mouth and catches a moth.


JP- in TIGER MT -Her character was a little raw and hormonal. This was very obvious. She played this role very well; her head and biking was like a roller coaster ride. She went from “shit I suck that I have to be towed” to seconds later having much gratitude for RVG and trying as hard as she could. She was forced to ride ahead so the boys could stop and take the same route with much more speed. Saddened by her skill set, then she would flip a switch and nail some crazy roots, rocks and drop offs. This character might be needy because when she was speeding and making gnarly drops she wanted to have witnesses, again very hormonal, but then her head flipped back to normal and into the game and she was having a blast and loved the adrenaline. But even within the movie itself –the two other characters, RVG and D commented on her acting ability and sound affects. They told her they couldn’t determine if her screams meant she was hurt, scared, or having a great time. So they commanded her to do explosion noises for fun, and when hurt to yell, “Shepard a sheep is down”

D in TIGER MT. He rode hard, showed strong skill sets and NO fear. Hits everything he can and picks up much speed during the movie. He started off in the prequel early May, taking it easy, and never losing control now to quoting, “To live you have to be willing to die.” He wants to go faster and faster, taking every jump and risking it all for speed. Once behind JP (who once again believed she was working hard) He said, “Step it up” and begins to really sound like RVG. But the most dramatic moment of the night, -and I really liked the angle is the view and perspective was from JP, first you hear a sound of fall, a crack and JP looks over, her headlight illuminating the scene (and the sky) and one branch broke, then another and another, D rolling and rolling down the cliff with the bike, and nothing is strong enough to stop this abominable force, and at one point, D is making no verbal sounds, not even agony – picking up even more momentum…JP can’t determine its branches breaking or bones and screams “D are you ok?” No answer… JP dismounts her bike running to the scene and D continues to fall…finally, he stops, all is quite –even the little spider RVG befriended had to take a peak, and finally D moves and says, “I’m fine.” D standing in the middle of the cliff, immediately JP realizes he isn’t dead or broken she begins to snap photos while laughing.

And the Oscar goes to… D for the fall:

JP is still stunned by no Oscar for her overall hormonal cuteness and bad ass bitchen riding.

Vertical World

D and I took a class last night and there were only three students... So one of us had to pair up with the teacher why we practiced the exercises....to my delight, D gets paired up with the other guy. The reason I am thrilled about this is D- will make you do the exercise over and over and over and over (actually I don't think this blog can hold as many characters as I would need to describe over and over). HOWEVER -my best example is when we were getting certified in Cancun, at the bottom of the ocean -when you have to do your drills... and they make you take your mask off, in the salt water, open eyes, find your mask, put it back on and clear it. You hope you can make it once... and then never think about it again! D- on the other hand doesn't feel comfortable with this (because it's painful) so he has to do it again and again, making the class do it again and again.. Don’t get me wrong, it's the smart way to go and it can save your life... But still!
So then when it came to climbing... I got paired with D. She looks at us and asks our weight and goes, oh, hmm “She might go in the air.” D has this look; I think it has been designed for me and only me... He smiles, dead eye contact and he thinks real loud "I like you, but I don't trust you.” He often does this in poker hands and can get me to bust into a smile...and I lose the hand! So as he about to climb... he gives me that look, "I like you, but I don't trust you." ... fair enough.. I did laugh... Smile... And when he did repel, I did come off the ground and had to get pulled back down...

exhibit A - where is the trust?

slacker or destiny?

Ok... it has been killing me about not doing the Black Diamond tri -even though I only signed up to beat my swim time. It was killing me. Felt like a quitter! However (here is me justifying) - it was a race I signed up less than 10 days prior and I just did a tri two weeks ago. BUT back to what’s killing me.. I STILL need to beat that swim time... And the season is getting colder.. And that is a goal within this year…

I had so much panic by not doing the race that “race packet pick up night” I drove all the way to Black Diamond to tell the lady (and that is me being nice calling her, "the lady") that I was not picking up my packet and now out of town, flying to New York. She replied back, "so." - it took me three hours to drive there in traffic... a lot of sweat and tears.. Calling my trainer, and friends for advice all over the world…eating myself alive.. What kind of person would not do a race they signed up for?

BUT when LV found out I wasn't going to NY for her Birthday she said, "but that is all I wanted for my Birthday, I thought you were surprising me!” UGH…that.. then the trapeze.. I buckled...

BUT -There is point for anyone who has stuck through this so far…

I just read the Black Diamond Results and in big red BOLD writing their disclaimer said…

"Due to a disconnected cable on the swim finish box, many athletes did not get a recorded swim finish.”

I would have CRIED! I don’t wear a watch when swimming, running or biking. I would have never known...

Anyway, I promised my trainer I would start wearing a watch/heart monitor biking…BUT it’s so hard to run late when you have a watch on… you feel so guilty.

FINISH LINE