Wednesday, June 29, 2005

Belated Congrats to a fellow blogger

http://www.diffendal.com/ (or click title above)
I shared this blog with you ladies several months ago and am happy to report that my friend successfully summitted Mount Everest last month and has returned home to SF. Check out the breathtaking story online!

Impalas in the off-season

By special request...




You have to zoom in and look closely to capture the facial expression...
(Heavenly Lake Tahoe Winter '05 Sno-biking)

Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Strawberry Hills Forever...

...not to be confused with "Strawberry Fields Forever" which appears from the lyrics to be some ethereal or otherwise "elevated" state of mind. Strawberry hills however share none of these characteristics - although if you run your brains out which is not hard to do on those hills you might feel somewhat "elevated."

Anyway...tonight's workout - otherwise known as "IT band issues waiting to happen" - was 2-3 x figure 8 loops of strawberry hill, continuous. We had a good turnout and a full van - with a special guest, potential new member, Erica (sp?). Erica - fortunately or unfortunately (we'll let her be the judge) - got the full gamut of insight into what it means to be an Impala and an SBV Impala at that. Honestly, more happens in the 90 minutes we're in that van each week than any other 90 minutes I know. The breadth of topics alone ... it is not for the feeble. Tonight's topics ranged from embarrassing moments at the ob/gyn ("Where'd it go?") to book reviews and of course "marathon training."

It was a great evening topped off with a little pho from zao ... now it's time to get some zzz's.

Later on.

'deezy

Final: 3-legged race at MD's bridal shower. Nearly a photo finish, but Angela and Janet would finish first. Posted by Hello

Summer cross-training - Impala style! Posted by Hello

Sunday, June 19, 2005


Ride 'em cowgirl! Posted by Hello

Half-way! Posted by Hello

Looking fab-u-lous as always! Posted by Hello

Nelda staying light on her feet and on point at a rest stop. Posted by Hello

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

Congrats to our graduate

Since we are on our "team break" coverage of running related events has obviously been taken over by the other events of our lives. This weekend we were able to celebrate a SBV member's graduation from grad school at stanford and she started her new job in SF yesterday! Way to go Katie! We gathered saturday night, some joining katie's mom and sis for dinner and some a bit later to celebrate with drinks, talking and of course dancing. Despite this gathering not being an offical book club meeting (BTW next book club meeting is schedule for friday June 24 in evening) we did managed to carry on a good conversation about our current book "Dress your family in corduroy and denim" by David Sedaris early in the evening. As the evening progressed though our conversations and situations got a bit silly. At some point their was a conversation that included "my friends don't need batteries" (or something close to that), and things just got more amusing after that. The rest of you that were out will have to add quotes to this post as the paint fumes (yes I am back to painting again) are getting to my head.

The Legend of Nelda

Some of you may have read about this in your emails but Nelda's report is definitely blogworthy so I'm posting it here for permanence.

'deezy

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From Nelda:

I returned to work today after being out last week doing the AIDS LifeCycle ride from SF to LA (585 miles), and I had a lot of emails from Impalas asking how it went, so I thought I'd send one group email, and maybe write up an article for the newsletter later on.

Fellow Impala Jane Maxwell (my tent mate) and I had a swell time, battling high winds from all directions, but completing the distance in true Impala fashion. It sometimes felt like running a marathon for several days straight, but I must say, it was one of the best things I've ever done in my life. I felt stronger riding every day, even doing an 88 mile day following a 100 miler the day before with quite a bit of climbing. My energy lasted until Friday and Saturday, which luckily were rolling stages along the beaches in Southern California. It is a very well supported ride, with great food, lots of fun, massages, bike tech support, and of course, it was also very inspiring. I started out thinking of it as a great training/vacation event, but came away from it feeling like I had lived in a unique city for a week, full of kind and patient people, all helping each other to accomplish something extraordinary under sometimes challenging conditions. I hope I can keep that feeling going for a while, back in the real world.

We did over 36,000 feet of climbing (that's 7 miles), but since we had done so many training rides on Mt Tam and over the Marshall wall this spring, the terrain itself was never an issue.

All together, the 1618 participants raised almost $7 million, and we were treated like heroes when we arrived in LA. Thanks to all of you who supported me in many ways (including admiring my imaginary bulging calves and quads). See you on the 21st! - Nelda

Thursday, June 09, 2005


The matador is thrusting 2 darts in the bulls back. He would get 4 more darts before the final sword and knife. This was my favorite bull because he was fiery and even charged the matador AFTER he got the sword. But in the end the bull was killed.  Posted by Hello

Sunday, June 05, 2005

Dancing with Bulls

In a nutshell, the bullfight was a revelation of my complete disillusionment in what bullfighting really is. For some reason, I thought it was man:bull and they do a dramatic dance in a glittery outfit (matador in tights, not the bull) and bright capes. A dance with danger against a raging bull. And after the beautiful dance we all (bull included) go home after a beautiful, tension filled dance in the ring - man:bull. Wrong. It's more like bull: matador, 6 helpers, 2 horseman with spears, 6 darts, a sword, a knife, and 4 "hiding" walls.

Round 1, goal - get the bull tired: 6 "helper" matadors get the bull to run after them and when the bull does, the "helpers" scamper off behind the closest hiding wall. And the bull looks confused like, "Wait a minute, if you were gonna bring your mates, I'd have brought mine too. And who are all these people watching?! C'mon come out from behind the wall and let's dance!"

Horn blows. Enter 2 horseman with giant spears. Bull rams horse. Horseman spears bull. Bull begins bleeding profusely. Horn blows. Exit horsemen. Bull begins to tire.

Round 2, goal - continue to get the bull tired in preparation for the "real" matador to come out in 3rd round: Three of the 6 "helpers" now have 6 darts, 2 each. Bull's blood now soaking into its hide, still bleeding profusely. One at a time the "helpers" taunt the bull and charge the bull head on to thrust 2 large darts in its shoulders. This happens 3 times and at the end the bull now has 6 darts stuck in its shoulders and is bleeding all over the place. Enter "real" matador.

Round 3, goal: Kill bull. "Real" matador to dance with the tired bull who at this point is bleeding everywhere and has been stabbed 7 times. The matador does a little dance with the bull - bull is tired and really doesn't feel like dancing but charges matador anyway because he's pissed he can't get that itch (the 6 darts still stuck in his shoulders) on his back. The matador taunts the bull verbally and in somekind of body language that consists mostly of him stepping toward the bull pelvis first as if to say "Waz up now?! C'mon, what you got?!" I found this part amusing - ATTENTION MATADOR - have you seen the cajones on the bull? Bull is not impressed with your pelvic dance, and hardly threatened. Just wave that red cape again that seems to get his attention.

And in one swift move, the matador thrusts a full length sword into the spine of the bull (some how finding a spot between the 6 darts still in his back). Bull falters, bleeds from mouth, crumbles to the ground. "Helper" matador then takes hand knife and stabs it into the bulls skull. Bull is dead.

Horn sounds. 3 asses with bells and chains enter the ring. Bull is hooked on to the chains and in the final stage of complete humilation for the bull, the 3 asses drag the bull carcuss out of the ring.

Matador does a slow "victory" lap around the arena. People cheer and throw anything from flowers to jackets off their backs into the ring for the matador.

Next bullfight begins.

I saw 4 bulls die that night for our entertainment. (I think I also inhaled the smoke to the equivalent of about 3 cigarettes - YUCK!) I also saw one bull knick a matador and send him flipping in the air and land face first in dirt. I think I'll skip the bullfights next time I'm in Spain and opt for another glass of sangria.

'deezy

Thursday, June 02, 2005

IAAF: Doin' it Daly-style

Check, check it out, yo!*

http://www.iaaf.org/GP05/news/Kind=2/newsId=29571.html


Sure, the other woman can run 30:19, but can she run a PR in the 5K and 10K in a single race (33:57) then rally and shut down the Goose after a full day of a radiation oncology rotation ('radonc' for those in the know!)? I think not.

MD2 - you are so big league.

'deezy

*thanks to the SBV's favorite fellow blogger from the bell lap for the link