Low-Key Weekend

Jesse returned from California a few days early this week and I was glad to have a few nights with him before his crazy weekend work schedule commenced. He went climbing with some friends on Friday night while I took in a ‘hawkey’ game with my lovely friend, Shawna.

It was a playoff game between the Portland Winterhawks and Vancouver Giants at the Moda Center Rose Garden. We had pretty great seats, actually. Gotta love Groupon! The Stanley Cup even made an appearance – apparently Portland was the first city to have its name engraved on the cup. You learn somethin’ new everyday.



Saturday was really casual, with a 5 mile run with my running buddy followed by some Po’Shines goodness in Kenton (though I am routinely disappointed with their fruit bowl. I need to stop ordering it to end the cycle). Jesse and I had a pretty good run on Wildwood on Sunday afternoon. He has a 50K coming up this Saturday so we made running a priority and took a good portion of the afternoon to get in 13 miles. It was such a perfect running day and Forest Park was gorgeous, per usual.


On the walk to the car, Jesse spotted this ridiculous request, which we had a good laugh about!


“Please fix this sign before 2015”

Some good effort there, Portland! Love it.


In Like A Lamb

March has been great so far! The weather has been incredible and I feel like it’s been so busy, so this post will feature a couple things.

First, my parents were in town from Idaho and we celebrated my dad for receiving the Master Lumberman award, which is the lumber industry’s highest career achievement recognition for lumber manufacturing and quality control and is exclusively nomination-based. Needless to say, we’re all extremely proud of his hard work! The award ceremony was held here in Portland and I was really glad we could be there for that. Aren’t my parents just adorable? They also celebrated their 27th wedding anniversary this week. Too cute.


Last weekend I flew to sunny and cloud-free California to be with Jesse. He’s been working on a work project down there for a couple years weeks and promised to take me to Disneyland if I would come visit. And so we went!

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I had never been to Disneyland (my adorable parents clearly deprived me) and so I had the excitement of a 7 year old! My adult self kicked in once we started paying for things, but I’m glad we went, despite the outrageous costs of everything. We spent the day in line for Splash Mountain and tracking down Disney Princesses.


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Upon my return, I decided that this would be the week I kicked my running back into high gear. My running buddy and I signed up for a half marathon at the end of May, so we are officially “in training”. Here’s what I’ve been up to on the running front this week:

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In other news, there have also been some gorgeous sunrises this week. I always love the view of Mt. St. Helens, Mt. Adams, and Mt. Rainier (oh my!) from our kitchen window:

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We also learned that our good friends are moving far, far away soon and so I was able to get in some climbing with them last night. Always a good time, though had to remind myself that I’m not actually afraid of heights. Seriously, where does that come from!?

Just Do It

Wednesday in Portland was a little reminiscent of a typhoon. It was gray and miserable outside and it was oh-so-tempting to rush home to my sweatpants. Alas, I knew I needed to run. I hadn’t been on a “real” run since Silver Falls (Riley and I attempted a 5K which took over an hour and was miserable for us both…but I digress) and I knew I had to go.

I cried for inspiration on Facebook and Tumblr, changed my clothes at work to help the motivational process, then navigated my way to Forest Park and just…began.

It was so rainy! I know, I know, I live in Portland and have for many years. I’ve seen all the kinds of rain there could ever possibly be, but it still surprises me how, sometimes, when it rains it pours.

The creek in Forest Park was raging, the trail was washed away in some places, flooding over and muddy. It was difficult to get going (again, it had been a while) but then I saw my first “other runner” and let go of my lazy thoughts and just got into it.


And it ended up being the best run I’ve had in a long time.

I was thoroughly enjoying the mist through the trees, the rain on fallen logs, jumping over mud puddles, being extra careful on the wooden bridges. I made a point to not look at my GPS watch in search of my current distance or pace and to just slow down when I wanted/needed and then speed back up when I felt better. I stopped to take photos now and then and didn’t let myself worry about how that would affect my end time. I needed just a casual run, I decided.


 I saw only two other runners after the initial guy, but it was almost better that way. It made me feel even more hardcore! Ha!


I turned around at Wildwood/Birch trail intersection and headed back, not wanting to get stuck in the dark, having only my wimpy iPhone flashlight. Being a little bit OCD, I ended up running about a mile in the Alphabet District to make it an even 7 miles.


A great end to a dark day. And got to go home to this guy, who was also soaked: