Tomorrow Ron, Sara, Dan and I are heading down to Moab for a week of biking, hopefully climbing and drinking of beer:

We’re taking down 10 six packs of Mirror Pond. One would think I’d stop drinking after last Saturday’s birthday celebration, but it’s vacation! I’d have written about my little party, but I don’t remember too much.
Archive for April, 2005
Moab baby!
Thursday, April 28th, 2005Beaver Freezer pics
Wednesday, April 20th, 2005New Office
Wednesday, April 20th, 2005My office moved over the weekend from downtown Portland to Lloyd Center. I lost my nice view:

and got this view:

So that kinda sucks. And our showers are gone, so I’m left to taking a sponge bath in the sinks. I got a weired look this morning, but what can I do?
And last week I was over in Denver, CO for a developers conference. That was pretty neat, I got to spend time with some family and eat some steak and drink some beer. So that was good. I have some pictures over on my mobile blog. The little ones are my second cousins.
Triathalon
Monday, April 4th, 2005So this weekend was the Beaver Freezer down in Corvallis. I was pretty psyched cos Trey and I had wanted to do it before, but forgot to sign up. So this year we signed up.
I did extensive training for the race, lots of pizza, steak and beer. I’ve been biking to work and running at lunch, so I figured I didn’t have to really do any more training. Except for the swim, so I hopped in the pool twice to make sure I wouldn’t drown.
I had signed up for the swim with a 500 yard time of 9:40, but in my two swims at the gym I did about 8:30, so I knew I’d have to pass people in the triathalon.
On Saturday my heat was about an hour before Trey’s because he signed up with a 8 minute time. When the swim started I went out a bit too fast and was way out in the lead. I ended up lapping the people in my lane 2 times. And then I was the first one out of the pool. But I felt like dying so I slowly jogged to the bike and hopped on.
I rode about 3 miles and got a flat. I thought that since I had my super tire and the green slime in the tube that I’d be ok. But the slime didn’t stop the flat. I kept trying to pump it up but it sounded like the valve was broken. I went for my spare tube in my saddle bag. And it wasn’t there. So I sat for a few minutes and swore at everyone who rode by.
I walked back to the last intersection and got a ride from a lady in her truck. We picked up another biker who got a flat and we walked back to the beginning of the race. I stuck around to take pictures of Trey in his transition and finish of the jog. He kicked some ass and finished in 1 hour 15 minutes.


