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bumpkin style!

That video is just awesome– that’s what I watched when I was checking out taking the train to Mr. Prepared’s mom’s house in Chicago in a few weeks, which will be…AWESOME.  Except I can’t take my bike, so we might just take the car.  It’s just so convenient, and we would have to find a home for The Beast (Miss Daisy) otherwise, which I am unwilling to do at this point.

In the meantime, my life has been  more “bumpkin style” than “gangnam style” here in B-town.  That’s what the new home is gonna be called, even when we move to fancy “Hamburg Township”.

Which we hopefully can do.  Home loans these days take an advanced degree and an enormous amount of dedication to complete, I’ll tell ya.  No joke.  You won’t believe me unless you bought a home after 2010, but the amount of paperwork and personal disclosure is unreal at this point.  If I hadn’t already made a Pinterest collage for “new lake house“, I might have already given up.

Beside the new house (and the old house-don’t even get me started!) we are just bumpkins trying to meander our way through the events of regular life in the Big City.  LOL.  I am trying to muster my knowledge of Boulder, since that’s my last known city (LKC) of residence for what things are like in a town of significant size.

  • You have to be able to parallel park, which I did after stalling out going into reverse on Main St.  (Yes, everyone saw, just like Driver’s Ed, but much, much more embarrassing)
  • You have to know where to drop your mail (there are multiple slots for dropping postage paid mail in cities sorry Uncle Danny’s birthday card!).
  • You have to accept different kinds of wildlife. No more deer or bear crossings —  but here was a sweet WOW! Herons crossing the road passage:

    red heron

    additionally, proof we live next to a cemetery. 2 in fact.

  • Sometimes cities have random “Pavement Ends” moments– somehow, I think this should be particular to the “Wild West” but here, the pavement just ends for no particular reason on roads like “Golf Club Drive” which seems unlikely and generally surprising.  But the fun part is that it scares the crap out of the children!

As far as stuff we are up to, it isn’t much.  We can’t bike safely out of our apartment complex (being as we are pinned in by a swamp, a cemetery, and an interstate highway), but we make our own fun by biking in the rain and doing rain sprints with the dog.  I mean, running while the kids are biking (Meg learned to ride without training wheels this week!) is actually a bit of a speed workout!  Between that the the good advice from The Running Lab guys, I am ready for Island Lake Triathlon Summer.  Good times!

And as part of my training, I have been contemplating the century ride for the Tour de Livingston in October which is hosted in part by Mt. Brighton by the Howell Rotary for Livingston County United Way.  I worked with Primal Designs in Denver to make the jersey for the Tour de Livingston Ride for Mt. Brighton, which I gotta say looks pretty sweet (no thanks to me- just to the fantastic crew at Primal Designs!)  which should pretty much conclude my unpaid internship in marketing at Mt. Brighton.  Too bad that I have no “real” experience in marketing and nepotism is frowned upon; otherwise, I would stand a chance at keeping up their Facebook page and being the face of Mt. Brighton, which would be cool.

mt brighton jersey design

Mt. Brighton Jersey. Totally cannot take credit for it, but Primal Designs can. Awesome- even has chain mail detail on the the shoulders, etc.!

In the meantime, I am planning to pursue the personal training certification, if for nothing than my own personal advancement and hopefully with the goal of changing people’s lives.  We will see if that can be pursued in the fall along with some other goals…I know it’s not a half-Ironman, but life has thrown me a few curveballs since April, and I am just trying to see what’s available and be open to what’s possible. In the meantime, I am doing my FIRST 5K SWIM this weekend as part of a fundraiser for the NorthStar Reach Camp. a camp for children with life-threatening illnesses.  Awesome and excited!

Swim to the Moon

Will let you know how everything goes— in the meantime, please update me on life outside of B-town.  It’s a little bit lonely here for the new girl.  🙂

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moving, michigan, and more

…so much more.  Seriously, as I wrote up that race report in my last post, I knew change was on the horizon.  We drove home from GJ and I imagined that it might be my last drive through the mesas as we headed home.  Since then, the past 3 weeks have been a blur.

Tomorrow, Mr. Prepared leaves to take on his new job as the GM of Mt. Brighton, a little ski mountain outside metro Detroit (yes, Detroit) in Michigan.  He is going to commute back and forth for a while this summer, and I will stay here in Colorado to sell the house, pack up our things (or supervise the packing of said things- YAY!), and be with the kids.  It’s all been a bit of a whirlwind.  People’s reactions have really run the gamut, from those who give the perfunctory “congratulations” to the people who look at you like you must be mad.  Those people are my favorite, because you can see the fear that motivates them to act that way.  Fear of change.  Fear of new experiences.  Fear of humidity, Midwesterners, or whatever they are thinking of when they screw up their faces in a ball and say, “Why would you leave?” or the sometimes more polite, “Are you ready for this?”  To which my answer would be a resounding “Hell YEAH!”

Yes, I am sad to leave our friends and everything we know here.  No, I don’t really want to leave the mountains of Colorado.  Yes, I love the school the girls attend.  Yes, I like teaching at CMC. But do I crave new experiences and new opportunities? Yes.  Would I try just about anything? Of course. I mean, hell, I did a barre exercise class last week, people.  I took off my shoes (and my feet were stinky!) and did first position, second position, some stuff I don’t even know.  Maybe that was not on the scale of pulling up roots and moving clear across the country to a metropolitan area, but still.  Ballet and I have not exactly had an intimate history heretofore.

Change is good and healthy for everyone.  And how lucky are we to have this beautiful, miraculous opportunity to do something amazing and new?  I can only hope that everyone has the opportunity to embrace changes in their own lives in the way that our family will here in the near future.  Don’t run from change- run toward it!

Change-yourself-quote

 

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