MB Knows What’s Up
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One-Minute Vacation_Sunset Docks
Weird weekend. Spent more time paddling in the dark or near-dark than during the day, which isn’t so bad when you have sunrises and sunsets like fire calling you to the water.
Hands
Loaded for Bear
Packing in the last of the big-mileage workouts in the next three weeks and the board looks like it’s loaded for a camping trip. Actually, I think I’ve taken less on a camping trip! GPS, four bottles of Cytomax (getting a bit tired of that stuff), PowerBar, Goo packs, iPod, hat, glasses, margarita mix…wait, damn, I forgot something.
Hawaii: Ka’iwi Channel Proves a Tough Opponent for the World’s Top Athletes at 17th Molokai-2-Oahu Paddleboard World Championships
Honolulu, HI (PRWEB) July 29, 2013
Paddleboarders in the 17th annual Molokai-2-Oahu Paddleboard World Championships (M2O), presented by Kona Longboard Island Lager today were engaged in a game of chess with the ocean as they tried to maneuver through wind and water that seemed to constantly counter every move they made in an effort to push away from the island of Molokai to the finish line on Oahu.
Far and a Wey Beating You Up With Tweets
It just made sense to tie my Twitter posts to the blog.
Island to Island 2013!
The video fired me up…but I have no idea where they came up with 22 miles. Last year, at 28 miles, we had only just reached the West End of Catalina and I was gassed. When Chris B. said that we “only had four more to go,” I wanted to cry. Except I wanted to beat some guy that looked like Wolfman Jack so much more…
This is so happening again…prone…OC-1? TBD.
Fight
Who’s up at 4:45?…came home to dinner wrapped in plastic? Worked until 12:03 a.m.? Who is still fighting?
Bottles…
One bottle in December, two in February, three in June, four bottles of fluids on long paddles like this Saturday… 7/27. Pain third.
It Doesn’t Feel Like A Milestone
44…it doesn’t feel like a milestone. I just wanted a Blanc de Blanc and some toast, but I’ll have to settle for clicking off mileage. Works for me 😉
Okay, so for the day…wishes for toast and the Blanc, killer dinner with the family, and 44 miles between work and meetings: 10 run, 25 bike, 7 paddling, 1 walking to the restaurant, and the last few clicks with my GPS around the dog’s collar…so what if threw the ball(?)–I’m officially middle…fucking…age.
Deal.
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