Blogging falls on the back burner as training increases or injuries occur. No, not overuse, for that hasn't been possible this go-around; it's these silly swimmer limbs of mine and the lack of lateral movements.
I sprained my ankle. Big deal. moving on...
Since the holidays, I've been a sherpa at one of Kyle's cross races:
|I swear this is So Cal.|
|okay, this is more So Cal-esk|
I've also dove into some action myself, riding the stagecoach century with Erin for her first 100. We were troopers out there in the 45 degree weather. It was fun to suffer through together, a little over a week after that darn ankle injury.
|pretty much sums up the aftermath|
|staying warm + dry before the race|
|lining up. dread ensues. (cool new kits, hey?)|
|Super Grover shimmering in his usual amazingness|
|Love Ocean Beach|
|where's the beach?|
After some major drama and worrying, Kyle's PTS was approved! He got capped in December and promoted to 1st Class! So proud of him. He'll be re-enlisting on Thursday for 6 more years. We'll be in San Diego for [at least] half of those. He's switching commands and will be over in Coronado starting on Friday.