Monday, August 25, 2008

My name is Christine, I am an addict...

It's true, I'm a full blown addict. Can't get enough of them. Look at them on the internet, admire them from a far and spend $$ on them almost unwillingly.
That's right, I'm addicted to swim suits.
Not just any suit, splish suits.
The best sponsor a gal could have. Just when I'm in need of an intervention to get my arse swimming more, Dawn sends me an email.... two suits to save the day.

Have some spare time at the office??? Design one of your own (, but be warned, it's addictive.

Saturday, August 23, 2008


getting around to updating the bloggy blog. Back from Canada and back to hard core training for this little race I have coming up in October.
Had a wonderful week visiting family and friends. Filled with lots of romps up these:
Smelling lots of these:
and this:

-- don't come across much of that in the desert... don't miss it.
Got to play with these:

And did a little, old school olympic race. We swam here: (what I miss the most...water)

And I picked up a Garmin Nuvi for my effort (sweet).
The other hours were filled with olympics and training.
While I totally enjoyed visiting my family and friends - I really missed it here.
This has become our home and I couldn`t imagine not looking out at the mountains everyday.... even though the only water I see comes from a tap.

ps. I promise to not be such a delinquent (spelling.... Bueller) with my blogging.

Saturday, August 16, 2008


I have been in Canada visiting the fam and friends... haven't had much time to blog.. will update on Monday, once I'm back in Tucson.
In the meantime:

Saturday, August 2, 2008

guess who was hit by a car, again?!

Yep, me - yesterday.

I had been cycling in London, Ontario prior to my move to Tucson for 2 - 3 years quite regularly. A town of 400, 000, many, many roads and to my knowlegde only one recently installed 500m stretch of bike lane. Never was I hit, nor even grazed by a car. The receiving end of many flipped birds, but never even touched by a moving vehicle.
Fast forward to Tucson. Every single road has a bike lane, cyclists are all over the place -- in fact, there are more bike lanes than sidewalks. I have been hit twice in just a few months.
Not because I was doing anything wrong --- Tucson drivers are f-ing morons.
This time I was not so fortunate in terms of injuries. Nothing too serious, could have been way worse (again). 5 areas of road rash scattered nicely over my body. One very messed up hip and one pulled SCM muscle (aka whiplash). Took a snapshot of my elbow, pretty eh?

My bike, I am extactic to report, has been checked out and is still as amazing as ever. Orbea, you rock.

Got back on the horse this morning and rocked the 2:30 climb up Lemmon.

Somewhat appropriate: