Fall Break 08 --yes, Moab again...

Can't complain here. I spent Spring Break and Fall Break 08' in Moab this year... And a White Rim trip thrown in the middle. Not a bad year...

So... Last weekend... We opened with a simple little tyrolean traverse...

We moved on to a repel down the aptly name "Midieval Chamber."Greg was able to get pictures of me heading in. I got him coming down.

This was all a slow dramatic build up to our simul repel over Morning Glory Arch. Here's a picture of the arch. Yeah... It's at least a 100 feet up!

Now here's a picture of Greg coming down one side and myself the other. Our ropes were tied into one another at the top and we were counter balancing each other as we repelled down... Now that's what I call fun!!!!!!!!

I realize that some people spend good money on marriage building retreats through their church... If ever you're in for a marriage building retreat outside of the church, I highly recommend Desert Highlights Canyoneering in Moab, Utah. I had a ton of fun with my friends Deanne and Linda, as well as friends of friends... But it was also one more occasion that I realized I married an amazing man who couldn't be more perfect for me. Thanks for a great weekend honey!!!

Why husbands are good

Well, my husband is great, but I (will continue to) digress...

He informed me the other day that he signed up to volunteer for this...So he can see this guy in first place again...

With a possibility of seeing this guy...

And of course I found every reason in the world why we can't go to California mid February where he has already signed up to volunteer because "It just sounded cool."

He's right. Sometimes I need to not think every last detail out about every last thing. (I wouldn't be a good school teacher though if I didn't think and/or plan about how every minute of class will go or could go wrong.) Of course if I take two days off in February, that detracts from all my good teachered-ness... Right?

I found round trip tickets for $185, taxes included. Hmmmm....

Flat tires, ugh

I train for an Ironman and only had two flats the entire year... Apparently I had some good luck...

Story 1:
Last weekend, I'm on the road bike about 2 miles from home. Pshhhhhhhhh... I brake as fast as I can, start pulling out all the repair supplies... Flip over the bike (back tire, of course...) and I notice a razor blade on the ground. My entire tire was slit. Putting a new tube in would be useless. I walked the 2 miles home. Argh. Who the heck throws razor blades in the street?????

Story 2:
This weekend, I'm so happily out with a couple of ladies I work with. I'm absolutely loving my rides with them because our rides are more about gabbing and laughing than they are about riding. Plus they get me on my mountain bike and challenge me where riding with the boys would just frustrate me.

One of the girls has to turn around because she has plans for the afternoon. I'm wondering if Deanne and I are rude, because we want to keep riding... Maybe I should have listened to my gut and turned around with her...

I ended up getting three flats after that!!!! Can you believe that??? One flat in the front. But I have goo in my tire, so I was able to get it to self heal. Back tire has no goo. Luckily I have a tube and a CO2 pump so I fix that dreaded back tire while a 5-6 yr. old brownie troop strolls by on a hike... And the leaders decide to take a break about 10 feet from us so all the kids come over for the flat tire show... I tell Deanne we have to head back because we're on trails and there are no roads nearby for her to pick me up if my front tire goes again. We turn around... HER tire goes flat!!! She didn't bring any supplies and I only had the one set. She was all for walking with me for the 8 miles back, so I'm obliged to walk with her for the next six. And while I'm walking, my back tire punctures again!!!

Stupid goat heads! At least it was a nice six mile walk with a good friend. :)