Iron Horse Relay and outdoor adventures in my backyard
Yes, another post that is nearly a month after the actual event(s) took place… Shocking, I know. Let’s see YOU work full time and maintain a blog!
Fine, I’m just lazy and overcritical of these posts. If we all still wrote on paper and took photos on film, I would be found buried under notebook paper, crappy photos, and potato chips.
So, I have been doing the kayak leg of the Mountains to Sound Relay for three years; this was going to be the year I stopped. They changed the name, changed the course, and changed the idea of raising money for the Greenway Trust. I’m old. I don’t like change. But after our group had problems finding kayakers, Lia felt guilty and volunteered us. Oh, Lia…
The night before the race, we were prepared to load up on carbs, go to bed early, and behave like real athletes. What actually happened was the opposite… We drank a pitcher of bloody marys (yeah, a freaking pitcher! Bryans fault) and stayed up till nearly 1am. Needless to say, race morning was rough since the start of the race was 45 minutes from my house and we had to be there at 7am.
Do you know what a lake in the Cascade Mountains feels like on a September at 7am? Didn’t think so. Do you know what it feels like to have a wicked hangover and paddle into the wind in a boat that is much too large for you and your teammate? Didn’t think so. And do you know what you look like jumping out of a boat with jittery muscles and running barefoot across sharp jagged rocks? Didn’t THINK SO.
Let’s not focus on the fact that the kayak leg was reduced from 13 miles to a much um…. shorter length. Let us instead be glad that we didn’t come in last and we didn’t drown. We were just running on a major lack of coffee and food by the end. Thank goodness for Starbucks and local coffee shops.
Since Bryan was headed out of town again, we took it upon ourselves to continue the fun by having a girls week at the Jensiuchi B&B. This means that we cook what we want, watch what we want, and talk about what we want. This roughly translates to healthy meals followed by glorious desserts, dancing shows, cheesy movies, life chats, and mani-pedis in the living room.
Now, just because you are a guest at the Jensiuchi B&B does not mean you get to be lazy. If you did that, I’d have to open up a Jensiuchi Fat Camp. This September has provided us with sun! SUN SUN SUN! And Seattle sun means outdoor fun! AND because the Jensiuchi B&B is located in BFE, we host activities such as 4 mile walks to the nearest restaurant, followed by lessons on how to geocache.
I’m not going to lie and tell you this was a week of glorious food creations, cause it wasn’t. Hellooo!!! I was in the mountains at 7am on a Sunday to kayak in the Arctic and walked 4 miles to eat lunch… I was too pooped to come up with new ideas. Luckily I had some good lazy night dinners that I threw together; pizzas one night (which really feeds two people for two days) and my mac and yease. Oh, and I learned that you can eat the shells on pumpkin seeds! I’d say it was a successful week!
AFTERTHOUGHT: As I was doing my final read of this post, I realized that everything about it scream “fall is coming!” Pumpkin seeds, pumpkin beer, mac and yease…