July's Numbers & Manifesting My 2020 Race Schedule

Shadow Boy - aka The Boy Dog

NUMBERS:

Bike   - 536mi
Run    - Nope ( Have Hiked, Swam, And Coarse Marked But No Garmin/Technology Action )
Hours - 39
Activities - 37
PR's    -  10
Traveling Days - 12
Towns - 5 - Meeker , Marble , Frisco , Aspen , Paonia , & Ridgeway
Year To Date Towards The 10,000km Club in the UK 3,839.1mi / 6,165km

RADIO SHOW:

Pretty stoked about the upcoming Tropical Air Show tonight at 6:30pm MT Time Zone. There is a gal that gave up the time slot and I am subbing in. I made it perfectly clear that this would be just a one time program and I am not interested in jumping in that systematically scheduled rotation. Simply Happy To Sub

You will be able to stream live HERE and Web Cam HERE. The "Angelcam" may take a few minutes to connect but its an HD Cam. I bring this up because the monitor at the station is very pixilated but The Twins showed me their HD iPhone connection. Like WoW!! I Had No Idea

I have compiled groovy tunes from the Caribbean , Hawaiian Islands , Fiji , South American Salsa Steps, and A Sprinkle or Two of Steel Drum Fueled Reggae. Its only a two and half hour slot so will focus on my game before I arrive. Yes, That Fired Up

UPDATE HERE ON AUG 3RD - LINK TO MY FRIDAY'S SHOW - https://www.radiofreeamerica.com/show/tropical-air-1-kafm-community-radio - this link will NOT  open a new window like the other links in this post - Just so you know - and yes, I corrected a few mistakes this morning per proof reading - oops
Starts off with a Reverend Freakchild Promo Regarding His Upcoming Concert

ORTHO:

Outstanding session with a little person that suffers from migraine headaches. I allowed mom to lay on the table and adjusted her ankles and toes. This is my go to for settling a little ones nervous system. Working with their vagus nerve, a complete calming filled the space. Even mom was able to "sense" what has going on but I felt there to be more.

A regret reflex entered my mind so I went with it. Earlier that morning I was looking for my damn water bottle. I recalled the anxiousness of searching and played it my mind there times. As I felt my own system build, Oh YES, There It Is!! Found It. On the third play, their whole right side melted into the table with a relaxing roll out. That tiny big toe went from pointing straight up to a lateral flop meeting the tables surface. Followed by a huge breath

Their little eyes rolled up at me and asked," Am I done?"
"Absolutely." I said with a smile
Mom sends a text that evening their child has been "Firing On All Cylinders."
Somewhere in that conversation, I made note to offer them a glass of water with an Emergen-C in the morning. Minerals Are A Good Thing

Runner's Knee - WoW - Been seeing a lot of it this summer. Lucky for me, its my favorite part of the muscle train these days.


CYCLING:

Enjoying the Lunch Loop Trail System Again. Been tackling single track that I never took the Boy Dog on. Some of the trails are designed with hikers in mind but some trails are MTB only. Thats totally my opinion

The trails are super fast these days and I am climbing much better. There is enough technical stuff that my focus stays constant. Maneuvering pretty fluid around some of the janky stuff and happily Hike-A-Bike when needed. But here is were I suffered sadly enough. I have a bit of a weight problem at the moment - 186.2lbs / 84.3 kg / 13.2 stones. Maybe I Should Camp Out On Red Wine For Awhile

Rode through the farm lands and those workers are killing themselves this year battling weeds, bugs, and broken branches from the shear volume. Healthy Spring rains and very cool temperatures before the late July Summer heat can be a real witch with a capital B. Those Famous Palisade Peaches are slated to be chalk full of sweet sugar. The GOOD Sugar

July's Thirst Quencher & Happy Little Taste Buds  

2020 Ideal Race Itinerary:

Bryce Canyon Ultra - 30K
Carson City - 35
Leadville - Silver Rush 50
Telluride - 100
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** Now For The Heavy Stuff ** No Need To Read ** Just Cataloging An Entry On My Timeline ** Move Along Now ** Nothing Here To See **

August 1st was always the first day of The Boy Dog's Birthday Month. I also believe that Jerry would have turned 77??? Maybe. Mother Nature rolled in around 4:30am and the rumble of thunder woke me up. Went for a wiz and my mind was in scattered brain mode.

So what does one do, easy, they watch the 1974 Mel Brooks YOUNG FRANKENSTEIN. What A Flick!! I giggled while I held my cup of joe with two hands. Breakfast consisted of my homemade yogurt, almonds, granola, sunflower seeds, a cut up banana, and raisins. The Boy Dog would have been 14 years old and every year I made a big deal about his Birthday Month. So 14 x 7 = 98 and on the bike I jumped.

Somewhere around the 20 mile mark, Mother Nature unleashed once again and soaked me to the bone. By no means was it a cold rain. Just as the rain began to lighten up, a Bald Eagle flew along the Mighty Colorado River towards me. I gobbled down a few Organic Energy Chews that Honey Stinger produced. The water and the stinger aided me back to change out my soggy kit and refuel with two fish tacos. Whipped up some tilapia the night before. Beans, rice, avocado, cabbage, and home made salsa on a fresh homemade tortilla hit the spot. 42 miles in

Not very far along, an Ophspar wrestled with a snake in mid flight. I haven't seen an Ophspar around here in years. With all the rain this past fall, heavy wet snow this winter, and a mild spring has led to a plethora of critters and wild life in general. Like cute little bunnies everywhere along the River Trail. My spirits were high and my hydration was spot on. Those next 40 miles were ALMOST effortless. I consumed a mango orange Organic Energy Gel while I meandered on down the trail. That might have been the time I sang Whiskey River while riding along the Mighty Muddy Colorado River.

I think that something that really helped was opening a jar of pickled cucumbers from last years harvest. My X-Mas gifts last winter, I pickled cucumbers, each jar had a bulb of organic garlic, and fresh dill plants out of my OM garden. I scarfed down three pickles, a turkey sandwich with fresh sprouts, jack cheese, and another avocado. On the way out, same kit this time, I pounded a V8 Pineapple Coconut Energy. They sponsored the GJ Off-Road Endurance Race.

The last marathon distance went pretty well. My left elbow was bothering me but that could have stemmed from my motorcycle accident way back when. My butt was tired of sitting but my mind was in fairly good shape. Maybe I finally found the right playlist. My hydration was excellent and no cramps were in my future. My only complaint was the headwind on the return trip. It Sucked but I continued to tell myself that it was only The Boy Dog pushing me through. I always liked that saying about when you feel the wind, its someone thinking of ya. In Fact, I Love That

SO after 8 hours of moving time, I honored The Boy Dog with a 98 mile ride to start the first day of his birthday month. I did have a couple of emotional moments but no tears were shed. I recalled our Summer trips, vet trips with for a paw or lacerated eye lid, and belly rubs under a blanket of stars. But no real sadness. As I write this, tears. Phuc Me I Miss Him

Think of others first and allow memories from your friends to console your cheeks from the breeze of blowing winds.

Cheers