Blog is moving...

So I finally got around to making my own site, blog, online resume...and not using Blogger's. I'd been wanting to do it forever, but just hadn't pulled the trigger.

Anyway, you can check it out if you want at what else... www.BubbaJay.com ! Tell 'em Bubba sent 'ya.

Post Thanksgiving Happenings...

Well I had a great Thanksgiving. Got up a bit later than normal and went to the gym. I ran on the treadmill for about 45 minutes, then did some ab work and stretching and then rode the stationary bike for about 15 minutes before heading over to my Mother-In-Law's house for the big feast. I ate too much, but didn't make myself sick - so a happy medium by my standards. I followed that up with a nap in the reclining chair and then some dessert.

Friday followed with a bit of guilt from over-eating, so I returned to the gym for a swim. Got in 2300 meters in the hour and headed home for a day of non-commitment. After two days in a row of no work, I was starting to relax.

This morning I awoke refreshed. Another day with no particular agenda other than baseball practice this afternoon. I could get used to this schedule...ah yes, I was used to it, then I went back to work. Dang!

Anyway, it had been raining for the past few days here, and I decided a nice muddy trail run was in order. I headed over to Calavera Lake for the dirty deed.

I hadn't been on the trail for a few weeks, and it always amazes me both how tough it is, and how wonderful it is. The uneven terrain and unregulated inclines make your lungs and legs burn equally, and the beautiful surroundings and lack of anything but nature soothes them right back. The latter overcoming the former and making the run fantastic.

I got good and sloshy from the rain soaked paths and muddy bogs where the small foot bridges had been washed away from the torrents. I did cross paths with a few folks, exchanged pleasantries and kept on truckin'.

I usually run with my music on - on the street that is. But on the trail, I never bring it. I like to hear the quiet - unlike the traffic filled suburban routes we run on. Occasionally a duck or goose or some creature inhabiting the area surrounding the lake will squawk or run through the brush letting me know I'm intruding, but other than that it's pretty darn quiet.

By the time I hit the last mile back on the road to home, I'm feeling the impact of the hour on the trails up Calavera Mtn. and around the base, the short steep ascents around the lakes edge and the extra effort made by my leg muscles to find sure footing in the slippery clay footpaths.

I drink some water, and jog it on home. I find myself basking in the sun stretching outside my front door - not quite ready to return to the inside. I cool off, and finally stop sweating. Suddently I'm chilled and ready for a warm shower. Great day - great run. Time for a bike ride this afternoon maybe, or tomorrow.

27 days 'till Christmas I think...I better get back to the hustle and bustle.

10 day giveaway

If you've been reading my blog much over the past few years, you probably already know that I've made my living doing Internet Marketing and web design for the most part. I made two very successful membership websites with a buddy of mine named Chris Vendilli.

Chris lives in Pittsburgh and I've actually never met him face to face. We met online in an internet discussion forum about eBay, started a project together, got incorporated and made some money together. We made another site a year later...and that's our history.

Over time we continued to do our own projects and recently Chris put together an awesome promotion. He's actually a police officer for the city of Pittsburgh, and if you go to this link
10daygiveaway you'll learn more about what he did, and why he did it.

'Tis the season...

Wow, Halloween is gone, Thanksgiving is just over a week away, and before you know it, Christmas will be here followed closely by New Year's. Squeeze in work, family and...heck, there's no more squeezing.

I've been putting off my workouts and gained some weight. Nothing too major, but it adds up...15lbs over the last 6 months. I lost 100 lbs 2 years ago. It took me a year to do it, and kept it off for a year...and now I've gained a bit back.

I don't like it. 'Tis the season to over eat and gain weight. I've got to get a handle on it before it I end up with a few of those handles again!

Head clearing

What is 'head clearing'? It's when I do a download...a mind dump to get stuff off my mind.

Work - too much. I remember now why I didn't like having a 'job' and a boss. It's not either the job or the boss - I have two jobs now, and two bosses, and really like both. But it's the loss of freedom. I'm an entrepreneur at heart. I like to be free to make my own path, my own decisions and work - at least mine - just doesn't lend itself to that.

But, times are tough out there, and I need to feed my family, pay bills and take care of business - so I suck it up, shut up and go to work.

Kids - love 'em. I have four kids. They're all so unique and different and I love each of them for their own merits. My oldest son Cole is turning 18 today. Wow, feeling old right about now. My youngest, Jacob is 8. And I have two in the middle, Dylan 12 and Teddi my daughter is almost 16.

The older two live with their mom locally, and the younger two with me. The younger two keep me busy and unfortunately between their Baseball, Boy Scouts, School, and my two jobs, I don't see my older two very often. Add to this that they're teen agers..heck adults and they just don't really want to hang out with Dad too much. It's kind of a bummer - but life I guess.

Location - we've been trying to move to Big Bear, California for a few years now, but with the housing market stinking it up out here in California, it's just not happening. We talked with a mortgage guy the other day about refinancing and that's not going to happen either. So, the newest plan, save some money, pay off some debt and move to Big Bear and rent our home and hope and pray for the best renters in the world. Cross you fingers.

Racing - I haven't done any Adventure Races in months. If you've known me for long, I did 4 two years ago I think, and 7 last year as I recall. Love them...but need to be fit and honestly it's been tough...well if we're being honest - I've been lazy. With my schedule, when I did have time to train I usually opted not too. But, I'm back at it. I have a snowshoe race coming up in 2 months. I got third last year so I'm going to start shooting for that. I've been running 5-6 miles 3 days a week - either road or trail runs, and riding my road or mtn. bike the days in between. I usually don't do any workouts on the two days that I work my day job and then night job in the same day - my 'double' as we call it, pretty much zaps me. They're 16 hour work days and they're always back to back so I just can't do it. But other than that I've been pretty disciplined lately. I wanted to get some kayaking in again and some high altitude hiking to get my legs and lungs strong for the snowshoe race as it's up in Big Bear at over 6,000 feet to START and climbs around 1000 to 1500 feet from there.

Halloween came and went, before you know it Thanksgiving will be past and Christmas is just around the corner. Dang, it only reminds me we were hoping to be in Big Bear by now. Bummer. We booked a week up there at Christmas...keep the dream alive!

Ok, so you're all caught up. I'm busy, but doing well. Hanging in there - you do the same!

Blogs

Interesting...I just got a Blog comment from "anonymous" on my post below titled "Getting Red Going Green". I was chastised for not keeping up on my Blog. I'm not sure how to feel...first they're right - I haven't kept up on my writing lately. But, second - where is their Blog? Who are they? What right do they have to judge my frequency of writing? Third, I put the Blog out there so should I be judged? Perhaps.

Anyway, here come the excuses...

Times are tough. I've been working from home for 5 or 6 years now I think, providing for my family from my various e-commerce endeavours. I started looking for work outside of the online realm, much to my demise. Even worse I found a job. And to top it off, I found another.

So, a month later, I went from working at home full-time to working two jobs for a total of around 70 hours a week for someone else.

I have a background in restaurant management, and fell into position as the Front of the House Manager at a local Irish Pub. The Pub is owned by Matt Hensley - ex-professional skateboarder, and band member of the fairly famous Flogging Molly. It's a fun, lively atmosphere with live music every night and a young clientele and staff. I enjoy it despite the fact that I don't drink and am not Irish. I work there approximately 30 hours a week, 4 nights a week.

I was happy to find a job in the evening allowing me to pursue my own businesses in the daytime, still be home when my boys get out of school and so on. But when I got the Pub job, I was just filling is serving, and the hours were less regular and not management, so I kept looking.

Amazingly after a few weeks I found another job doing basically what I've been doing myself - at home, though for someone else. The company has more business than I did, and they know more than I do about several areas of web-design and I was excited to learn some new stuff, get paid and still be working with eBay and websites. It was a part-time gig too and I could basically make my own schedule.

Then it all came together...or fell apart - depending on how you look at it. My skills were appreciated at the web design job and they gave me an enormous raise and asked me to work full-time. I accepted and things have been great there.

A few weeks later, the Pub asked me to start managing 3-4 nights a week - a raise was given and now I suddenly have two jobs for 70-hours a week or more. Don't forget I never quit running my own businesses at home, but they've definitely taken a back seat.

So, why haven't I been Blogging? Maybe I could start a band - Blogging Molly!

Getting Red trying to be Green

For the past several years we've had our boys doing chores around the house for a small allowance. The goal besides distributing the household workload was to teach the boys some

responsibility towards doing work as wall as managing their money. Honestly, it's worked wonders!

One of the bi-weekly chores is to sort the plastic bottles from the aluminum cans. Once a few bags has accumulated we take a trip to our local recycling drop-off to turn them in for cash. What better way to show the boys the value of recycling, right?

So today - Monday, I tell the boys to get the cans and bottles in the car so we can go turn them in. We head down to the Albertson's by our house where Re-Planet has a recycling drop-off location.

As we pull up, I can see the two big bins have the doors closed and as we pull closer I see a sign stating that they're closed because the bins are full. A bit frustrating after putting the sticky, leaking soda can filled bags in the back of my car, but we head South to the City of Carlsbad's recycling facility off of Faraday. I can't believe my eyes when we arrive to see a sign saying they're closed on Monday's.

I head North again as I had to make a stop at the Post Office anyway. I recall a recycling spot off of Tamarack next to the Sav-On Drugstore, right by the I-5 freeway. As we pull up, my youngest starts to giggle as he sees before me that it's closed as well. No sign explaining why, no business hours posted, no signage at all...just locked up tight. We continue to mail our packages and head over to the mall off Jefferson. I have to stop by Sports Authority. As I get closer I recall they had two self-serve recycling machines out in front of Stater Bros. grocery store. And as you can imagine by now...no luck. They'd replaced the machines with a water dispensing machine.

I was ready to quit at this point. Just thrown the dang things in the garbage can somewhere, and my older son reminded me of one last shot - the Re-Planet recycling facility next to Ralph's off of Oceanside Blvd, just East of the I-5 freeway. It was just over the hill, so why not. Heck, I'd already spent $10 on gas at $4.59/gallon trying to drop them off somewhere, what was another mile or two?

As we pulled into the lot, my son was elated, "they're open, they're open" he chipped. But as we got closer it turns out they're replaced the nice Hispanic man that ran this recycling center with two large bins and two self-serve machines. Oh well, a sign of the times I thought as we got out to feed the cans into the beast.

After an hour of driving, and literally five locations we were ready to get our $5.00 to give to the boys for their work.

***WARNING*** was what the little window said. As both machines were inoperable and jammed with something other than cans and bottles apparently. My boys looked at me not quite understanding when I told them to load the sticky bags back into the back of the car.

I was quiet for a bit on the drive home, reflecting on our adventure. My son, with his infinite wisdom said "it's tough to help take care of the environment isn't it Dad?" Yes it is, yes it is.

Schools Out Forever...

Ok, just summer. Wow, it seems like it was only a month ago the boys were heading back to school and bam! - they're out for 3 months!

Dylan's got Boy Scout camp in a few weeks. Jacob is playing All-Star baseball and still has his Tournament ball team too. He also has Cub Scout camp in a month.

No big trips like last summer (Tony Gwynn's induction into the Hall of Fame in New York), but of course we'll spend much of our time up in Big Bear. I plan on getting the boys to do a lot of trail running and mtn. biking with me, as well as kayaking. My guys don't really watch TV anyway, unless it's a baseball game, or really anything on ESPN. But the've never really spent much time watching cartoons or anything else and they don't own any game systems. Closest thing they have is a computer and the only games they have are of course...baseball and football games - go figure.

So, it will be a fairly low-key summer and I bet before you know it, they'll be returning to school and it will seem like a week since they got out.

Central Coast Adventure Race

Central Coast Adventure Challenge - This was a 12-hour race - with cut offs.

We started with a kayak leg that took us about 45-50 minutes and took us from one end of Santa Margarita Lake to the other. It was about 5 miles in our estimation. We paddles the 3-person Kayak with Randy, Myself and Veronica and Blake was in the solo Glider.

We were out of the boat in good position, maybe 10th out of the 50 or so teams. Next we had about a 2 mile run to the Bike Transition. Unfortunately about 100 yards into this run, Randy rolled his ankle severely spraining it, or possibly breaking it (no word yet).

I hooked him up to a tow system and helped him to the bike TA. We got him mounted and took off on the bike leg. I had made two tow rigs with some PVC and surgical tubing for Blake and I to tow Randy and Veronica. But, we hadn't anticipated Randy's lack of ability to really pedal much at all. One other surprise was a 17-mile fire road climb. YES - 17 miles of climbing - almost non-stop. I towed Randy the entire way except for a short distance when I just needed a break and Blake pulled him and I towed Veronica. Once on top of the Mountain we descended over rolling terrain hitting checkpoints flawlessly thanks to Blake's excellent navigation and pre-scouting the terrain. There was 1 CP that I had to run to in my Bike shoes about 1 mile off the bikes and do a bit of rock-climbing to get the CP. In total the bike was around 30 miles and with all that climbing took us nearly 5 1/2 hours. Still we were encouraged when we arrived and found ourselves still in great position overall, but knowing that our teammate couldn't continue. We'd come in right with Feed The Machine and a few other very well known competitive teams with "kids" (young adults in there mid-late 20's) and we're all mid-40's, me being the 'baby' at 43.

We dragged Randy to the medic who said it was an absolute no-go for Randy. Ice/tape/rest was all he was having. At this point our 4 person team was disqualified - and all we'd earn was a DNF (Did-not-finish).

We decided to go after a few more checkpoints anyway - for the training anyway. We had 3 1/2 hours to get the last points, get the boats and get them back to the start/finish TA. I'll make a long story short, we made a nav error - not Blake's fault, but a team decision, and wasted a bunch of time/energy/water and fuel not getting where we wanted to go. When we did find where we needed to be we had run low on time/water and needed to abandon. We still had to get out to the other end of the lake and paddle the kayaks back.

What should have been an easy task was made more difficult when we ran into a bear cub about my size on the trail. A cub - but with Momma' bear likely close by, we quickly changed course and had to re-navigate our way back to the boats.

At this point the light was gone, we'd been out almost 10 hour and had an hour paddle back to the boats with little fuel/water and no lights. Luckily between Black and I we remembered the layout of the lake and found our way through the darkness and 1/4 moon's glow to find the finish.

Randy was there waiting for us. We packed up the bicycle/kayaks and finally left the TA at around 10:30pm after having arrived at 6am.

So....not the race we'd hoped for, but we learned a lot. I did anyway, and had a great time. Tough? - Absolutely. I was toast!

Can't wait to do it again...can't wait for the Poison Oak to set in. :o)

Outrigger Paddling

My son Dylan started paddling competitively just a month ago. He paddles down in San Diego on a coed team and really enjoys it. This weekend they had their first race since he joined the team. This particular race was not coed and they raced in the all boys division.

It was quite a surprise to my son when he found out the race was 1 1/2 hours long, and just the boys - no adults like practice. There workouts were typically an hour long and were supervised by an adult.

But as it turns out, they did just fine. They got 3rd place overall and as one of the photos shows, they're sporting there medals (turtles). He was proud and tired at the same time. What a great workout and good time. I'm so glad he enjoys the water as much as I always have. Some great pictures below taken by a family friend that actually got him involved in the outriger paddling.

Soccer on the Beach?

If you've read my Blog even a little bit, you've surely heard about my son Jacob. He's quite a little athlete and I'm a proud papa, so I talk about him.

Well a few weeks ago we got a note home from school. I know what you're thinking - same as me when my son told me he had a note from his teacher. But it turned out to be a note from the PE Specialist. The note said that this teacher had "rarely seen this level of athleticism at this age" and since he coached a local competitive soccer club he wanted Jacob to come try playing soccer for him.

Truth be told, Jacob had asked to play soccer, but it had conflicted with his rec baseball, travel baseball or football schedules, and we'd just never made the leap. One other factor was the expense of it. Competitive soccer in our area runs from $1000 to $1400 per year, money we just don't have.

I called the coach and explained our situation and he encouraged us to let Jacob give it a try at least and we'd go from there.

He went to 2 practices before he was invited to play in a weekend Beach Soccer Tournament - one of the largest soccer tournaments in the US. Strangely he was not committed to baseball that weekend and we went to play in the sand. He did fantastic.

Afterwards the coach told us that Jacob was right where the others were after a year of coaching and he'd just started a few days before. I thanked him for the opportunity but told him our time constraints and financial concerns.

He said if Jacob wanted to play, and we'd allow it - he would "make it work" and would cover the cost of the soccer. We couldn't believe it. Was he "that" good? Maybe so, and as nice as it was to hear, and even flattering - it's just too much. The poor kid wouldn't have a spare moment to himself.

We sadly had to decline the invite and told the coach maybe after baseball. He insisted we keep the uniforms he gave us and bring Jacob out when we could and he'd see to it that his skills would improve.

I'm still thinking as a retirement plan - Baseball is where my future is, but Soccer's not a bad backup. :o)

SCRAT - It's all about the acorn - Adventure Racing

Today was the Orange County Adventure Race...with nearly 250 competitors...the largest AR in recent history for sure.

I raced with a team I hadn't raced with before. Team SCRAT (like in the movie ICE AGE "It's all about the acorn").

One guy was a guy I'd seen at races and even talked to a few time, his sister, myself, my friend Michael who I've been doing trail run/rides with regularly and a new guy none of us knew until today.

Anyway, we got together for the 5 person Co-Ed race - the premeir division and....smoked the field! We got 1st place for 5 Person Team, 1st Person for 5 Person Co-Ed and yes.... 1st Finishers overall.

We were happily surprised and felt good about the showing. Details of the race are below.

Ok, the race was sprint distance...it started out with about a 1 mile run to three checkpoints. The first you picked up a paddle 'handle' (4 foot stick), at the second CP you got the blade of the paddle (a 10" x 1' flat board with 2 holes drilled in it), and at CP3 you got 2 zip ties per person. Then back at the staging area you had to construct the paddles by putting the blade on the handle and zip tying it together. While that was going on you had to inflate your raft. As a 5 person team we had a 3-man raft and a 2-man raft so we inflated both and were off to the water.

The paddle was about 1 mile or so - short, but no easy task in a raft with funky paddles. The CP was a floating buoy out in the middle of the lake. We were the first team to get there and return to shore.

When we got back our team had to direct two blindfolded team members through a maze of sorts collecting rocks from buckets and then direct them out of the pen.

Now we were off on the Mtn. Bike section. 6 Checkpoints covering about 7 miles of trail. Not a big deal - nothing technical at all, just fire roads. We flew through it and returned to the staging area.

Upon our return we had to do an obstacle course of sorts - nothing to challenging and then off on the run.

The run was about 3-4 miles of trail running with some fire roads mixed in. We flew through it finding the checkpoints with no problems. We came in just under 2 hours for what was billed as a 4 hour race.

As I said - 1st overall, 1st in our division...1st, Numero Uno, Number 1, Tops, The Best, Fastest...should I go on?!

We had a great time, had excellent teamwork and that's what it's all about!

Ocean Kayak

I've been doing mtn. bike/trail run workouts every other day for weeks now and my legs were starting to feel seriously toasted, so I opted to take a day off both and go for a nice paddle. I usually head down to the lagoon and paddle, but decided to head down to the beach and do some ocean kayaking. I was in for a treat.

I paddled out through the harbor and headed south running parallel to the beach. I was about a mile from shore I'd estimate had been paddling about a 1/2 hour when I saw a few dolphins maybe 1/4 mile ahead of me. I hoped they'd stick around as I drew nearer.

Not only did they stick around, but they were breeching within feet of the kayak. I literally got splashed like a visit to Sea World! I almost rolled the boat. It was absolutely incredible. I've been in the water bodysurfing or boogie boarding when there were dolphins nearby, but nothing like this. I sat and didn't paddle for about 5 minutes while they played nearby. As I began to paddle again, I saw them skimming the water right next to me, below me, in front of me. There were about 7 of them I'd guess.

I continued to paddle South down past the Oceanside Pier and then turned around at 45 minutes. On my way back I saw them playing nearby but paddled a more direct route back to the harbor.

I was out for an hour and a half or so and probably did around 6 miles I'm guessing...no way to know for sure. I'm so glad I went to the ocean today and skipped the harbor. Very very cool day!

Rattlesnake at Calavera Lake

I was mountain biking around Calavera Lake with a friend the other day...look what we came across. This big rattler was close to 6 feet long and quite thick.

Competition And Learning To Lose

There's no doubt I'm extremely competitive. I'm not sure when it started or what made that intense desire to win a priority. But it's definitely there. I hate to lose at anything...I mean it's bad. I hate losing in games with my kids...seriously. How bad is that?

I guess it should come as no surprise to me that my son Jacob inherited or learned this behaviour from me. And while I think competition is a great thing...the overwhelming 'need' to win can have its pitfalls.

If you've read my Blog in the past - you'll remember that he's an incredible, natural athlete - specifically a baseball player. Since he was very young he could throw and catch. He has that natural smoothness to his play. Coaches are constantly telling me - 'he moves well' referring to his plays at second and shortstop.

For the past season Jacob's been playing on a Tournament baseball team - also known as "Travel Ball". It's a team we put together of the best 10 boys of the local league of 150 kids. I coach the team with another coach whom I've worked with for the past few seasons. They're a good team, and they've faired well in tournaments around Southern California.

This past weekend we had a tournment locally and the first day boys lost the first game and won the second game on Saturday. We returned to play Sunday in a do or die situation and the boys rallied in the last inning from being down by 3 to winning by 3 and everyone was pumped.

We advanced to the final Championship game against a VERY competitive team - a team that routinely wins every tourney they enter. It was tough going and our boys were getting beat pretty bad.

Then it happened...Jacob missed a groundball hit to him. Not the end of the world...certainly not for most players. But he'd made probably 20 incredible plays in the 4 game series and he is not used to missing the ball. He let it get to him. I told him from the bench to let it go.

"Don't let 1 mistake become 2" I coached. Let it go...but he was visibly upset. Another ball came to him - this time he scooped it up like a pro and... threw the ball wide to the second basemen allowing the runners to advance extra bases. He was coming apart at the seams now.

We got the last out of the inning and had our at bat. Jacob came to bat, still with tears in his eyes. I'd tried to reassure him and calm him but it hadn't worked and now he was supposed to focus on hitting. He was rattled and backed out of the box repeatedly and watched - without swinging at 3 strikes. Something he hasn't done before. He walked dejectedly to the dugout. It didn't help he was the 3rd out and we were headed back out to the field.

He was standing on the field sobbing and we had to pull him from the game. He was in danger at that point...obviously unable to focus, protect himself or make a play.

I wondered how it had come to this...he felt so pressured that he couldn't let 1 mistake go. No amount of reassurance seemed to help. Of course everyone and their brother reminded him of all his 'highlight reel' plays - diving snags to the left and right, turning double plays that no one at his age makes. But he sobbed on. It broke my heart.

I have to take responsibility for it. I don't know how I did it, but I made it so important to win that my 8 year old doesn't know how to lose. I've always tried to be supportive with the good and the bad. I'm not typically a yeller - certainly not at my ball players. I just didn't see it coming.

Anyway, not a great game. He's fine now and really was better within an hour after the game. Kids bounce back that way. We went to batting practice today and he wanted to stop on the way home and play catch - and we did. Just me and Jacob, playing catch at the park. This was my son, the happy, go-lucky kid. Hopefully we can bring this to the games and still win a few games.

Vail Lake Adventure Race

Wow, I can't believe it's been since January since I posted, almost 5 weeks. Time flies when you're having fun - right?

Not too long ago I had another Adventure Race. This one was up in the Temecula, California area at an area called Vail Lake. It's a private resort actually, but they allowed us to use the facility for the race.

I raced with the same guys I raced the Lake Hodges AR with and we placed then, so we were hoping for another podium finish - and got it!

Well I took 3 full days off...did nothing to try and kind of get my fresh legs back for my race today. It was killing me doing nothing - but I guess it paid off.

The race started at 7:00am with 3 hours of Mountain biking. We had 10 checkpoints to get. You could get as many or as few as you wanted, but each checkpoint counted as 5 points and you got a 1 point penalty for each minute you were late over 3 hours. We got 9 and got back at 2:59...with only a minute to spare. We later found out, not one team got all 10, so we felt pretty good about our bike peformance.

Next we transitioned into the Kayaks. 2 hours, 6 checkpoints and around 6 miles of paddling. We cleared the course with 20 minutes to spare! It was touch because the checpoints were always about 100 yards from shore, so you'd have to get out of the boat, run (which is tough when you've been sitting and paddling) and then get back in the boat and paddle again...6 times!
Last was the run, or as they call it the trek. There were 9 checkpoints, 3 hours and about 8 miles of terrain to cover. We worked well together and pumped out 8 of the 9 and came in with 30 minutes to spare. The one we missed was about 20 minutes away, so it would have been 40 minutes round trip or 10 minutes late, which would be a 10 point penalty to only get 5...so we ditched it.

We normally race 3 guys and a gal, but the gal has been MIA lately so we raced all guys. First it was 3, then 4...then a 5th mate...too many. You can only have 4, so we ended up racing a 3 and a 2. But we stayed together during the race anyway.

At the end of 7 hours of racing you don't really know how you did because you don't know how many checkpoints everyone else has. And if the points tie, it comes down to total elapsed time.
Our team name is "My Kind Of Party", so we had MKOP1 and MKOP2. When the awards were dolled out - we got third place...for the 2 man team and the 3/4 man teams. It was a great day for Team My Kind Of Party and for me!



I love Adventure racing. It is so freaking hard. At the end of the bike leg, I got off to run into this ravine to get a checkpoint. Both my quads immediately cramped. When I got out of the kayak to run up the banks, my hamstrings cramped. And when I ran for 8 miles with a pack all over the countryside, I was fine.

There are so many variable - physcial and mental. For an 8 hour, very physically demanding race you have to remember to eat and drink or you'll seriously bonk. You have to be able to use a map and compass. This is critical as thats how you find the checkpoints. One mistake and you could be wasting time looking for a checkpoint that not's there. You have to stay within 100 yards of all teammates, all the time. So it's a team event - no one wins alone. We towed someone in our kayak because they were tired. We wait for slower runners. I pushed someone up a hill on the bikes...we're a team. I just love the whole sport. I like triathlons, but AR has just taken multisport to a new level for me.

Say it... Ka-Too-La

That's Katoolah, the sponsor of the Snowshoe race I did awhile back in Big Bear. I was sure I'd written about it, and was looking back and realized I never did - doh!

Well, the entire Snowshoe The Bear event was awesome. I went up a few days early to help my friend Peter - the owner of Equada Outiftters get ready for the race. He was one of the sponsors and the event headquarters so he had his hands full.

I spent the days before hanging out at his Mountain Shop, helping stuff the 'goodie bags' with the Kahtoolah rep, and getting acclimated to the altitiude. I was fighting an ever-worstening cold but there was no doing that.

The day of the race I was working the registration table until 10 minutes before the race, and then headed up to the start/finish line.

I was so congested I could hardly breath, but I'd been waiting months for this race and wasn't going to miss it for the world.

I knew the course - I'd been snowshoeing out on the course several times. I knew it was basically straight uphill - and around 1000-1500' of climbing (guessing here). I also knew that all the other 'flatlanders' or those of us from 'down the hill' would start out too fast and too hard.

I decided ahead of time that I was going to race the tortoises' race in the "Tortoise vs. the Hare" story. Nice and easy...

As I predicted everyone took off running like crazy and I quickly found myself down about 30 places out of the 100 or so racers. I wasn't too concerned. I knew other than being sick, I was fit, and doubted that all of them were that much more fit than I was.

Turns out I was right, and within less than 1/2 mile they were already dying. I started picking them off, 1 by 1. Within a mile I was probably in the top 10 and by the time I hit the top of the mountain I was beat, unable to breathe and had moved into 3rd place.

It was now a mile and a half of basically all downhill though through the backcountry, and not on the nice groomed trail. I ran the entire way back and no one passed me. I didn't know I was in 3rd place, so I kept pushing hard.

As I rounded the last corner I was hurtin', but I could see the end in sight. I finished up just over an hour and "4th place". I actually got third we figured out later, but someone from the other race, had a wrong number, or went on the wrong course or something, and somehow their number was in 3rd in my race. When they got called for the awards ceremony and prizes they opted not to mention the error to anyone. :o(

Oh well, I raced well and I think had I had the advantage of living/training at altitude, like all of the winners, I'd be right up there with them. Not too bad for a 40-something vs. the college kids who won. I'll see you all next year punks! :o)

Happy Birthday Bubba

OK, so today is my birthday....43 years of wonder. I slacked off a few days over the weekend and then went for a Mtn. Bike ride yesterday, where I spent nearly as much time in the dirt as I did on the bike. I was feeling pretty beat up this morning.

I planned on my regular Tuesday morning 10k that Nic and I always run...but she let me know last night she wasn't running this morning. She had to go help someone do something...early.

Anyway, I slept in, and when I got up...running wasn't on my list of things to do.
Then I got on the scale. Soon the my running attire was donned and I was ready to go. I doubled up my socks to try and protect my blistered foot, but even walking hurt. 100 yards from the house I almost turned back. Then I thought I'd try jogging instead of walking. Low and behold, it felt better to trot than stroll. I got to our timed 10k course and off I went.

Honestly I felt pretty crummy, and as I approached 1 mile, I was going to turn around and call it a 2 mile warm-up and go swim or something. But I knew the something would end up being TV and Birthday cake. So on I went.

As I approached the turn-around point for my 5k run, I checked my watch. I was actually running pretty well, right on schedule or even a tad faster, and my heel was achy, but not rubbing too bad. I pushed on.

I was planning on turning around at the 1/2 way point for my 5 mile out & back, but I felt OK and when I checked my time I was around a minute below my normal average. I couldn't stop now right?

So I continued on the 10k course, determined to actually run the whole 6.2 miles. I wished for my running buddy...wished I'd brought my mp3 player...neither was going to happen. As I approached the 1/2 way point I was 1 1/2 minutes below my fastest time on this run...time to suck it up.

My heel didn't hurt anymore, my lungs did as I ran hard up the nearly 1 mile stretch of road uphill. I hurt inside as I crossed the top of the hill, knowing I had an equally long downhill. I stretched out my stride and flew. It was one of those special running moments... my legs turning quickly below me, no effort, not really even feeling them. I guess it's the mythical 'runners high' come true. I was in the moment for several minutes, feeling nothing. No pain, no anything really...just floating.

But, as the terrain flattened out, so did my delirium! I had a mile to go...I was feeling it now. My watch said I was minutes ahead of my fastest time on this course and I was looking at sub 9 min/miles (yes - that's fast for me for 10k - so stop laughing).

As I rounded the last corner for the 1/2 mile straight away finish, I picked up the pace. Too much as it turns out, and with 1/4 mile to go I was blowing up. I struggled the last hundred meters and was done. 55.:15. That's 8:55 mile/average for the 6.2 miles. Not blazing, but a new PR for me.

Happy Birthday Bubba!

So you wanna' be a Rock Star?

Well you may not, but I know someone who does...my son. My oldest son Cole - recently turned 17 is just about as close as you can get without actually being a rock star. Check him out with my daughter Teddi.

He's got the hairdo, tight pants, boots...leather jacket, the works. He actually does play the Bass Guitar and plays in a band that changes names weekly it seems with some buddies of his. I'd love it if he took some lessons.

Cole is not necessarily the athlete my other children are, but he is most certainly the artist that the others aren't. He loves to draw, paint, work on the computer and has a unique talent for it. He's always had his own style and never really tried to fit a mold. Now it seems his style is that of the 80's big hair bands, and that still makes him unique now in 2008.

Cole's Mom has a friend that does video production and he and Cole are good friends. Quite some time ago he invited Cole to help out on a video shoot of the Beach Boys, or was it their sons...I'm not sure now actually, but it was very cool for Cole. He like it, they liked him, and he's done some additional 'gigs' for them.

Recently he went on a video shoot for an up-and-coming young Pop Star named Whitney Steele . He was just going to do some production work, help set-up and tear down the stage I believe. He was walking around working and Whitney saw him and assumed he was in the band based on his 'look'. He explained he wasn't and they chatted a bit. Well as fate would have it, the 'band' that was supposed to show up was missing a few guys, and Whitney immediately insisted that Cole stand in at the Base position for the video.

So, if this isn't as close as you can get to being a Rock Star...without actually being one, then I don't know what is. Pretty cool for Cole. Cool for all of us. Now if we can get him into some lessons for Bass, or into a technical school where he can further his post-production skills...Check out the video below. Cole is to Whitney's left (right side of the video) in the top-hat (his previous look).

eBay Live 2008

Whoa - I'm outta' control - 2 eBay posts in a row?


Summer may seem a long way off since we just celebrated New Year's, but it'll be here before you know it. And what comes with Summer? Ebay Live of course!


If you haven't attended an eBay Live conference, I suggest you do.


What is eBay Live? Ebay Live is a once a year convention, held by eBay. The eBay community gets together to network, celebrate, learn and teach. They're beneficial to those new to eBay as well as an experienced PowerSeller. There are hundreds of vendors offering tools to make your work easier as well as sourcing for merchandise. But one of the most popular attractions at the Live conferences are the classes. There are dozens and dozens of free classes on just about every topic from How To List to Advanced Tax Strategies for PowerSellers.


Of course there's the ever-popular closing ceremonies dinner where all of eBay's employees line up to applaud 'us' and there's a great buffet dinner and live entertainment. The two years I've attended I saw the B-52's and Davey Jones (The Monkey's...yes The Monkey's).
There is always a presentation given by CEO Megg Whitman and eBay President Bill Cobb. These are usually a 'sign of things to come' type presentations and are always entertaining if not enlightening.


This year it's being held in Chicago from June 19th - 21st at McCormick Place West. McCormick Place West is a new facility opening this year.


How can you register? Usually registration opens around April of the year. I'll let you know for sure when it's live and give you a link too!