The Adventures of Team Wil-Sun
Our adventures big and small.
This year I'm trying to flourish more and languish less.
Sunday, August 7, 2022
Great Wave Stitch-a-Long, part 25
Sunday, July 17, 2022
Great Wave Stitch-a-Long, part 24
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yep, I really need to work on my French knots ... those bears look possessed! |
Sunday, June 26, 2022
Great Wave Stitch-a-Long, part 23
Monday, June 6, 2022
Great Wave Stitch-a-Long, part 22
Sunday, May 15, 2022
Great Wave Stitch-a-Long, part 21
Sunday, April 24, 2022
Great Wave Stitch-a-Long, part 20
Saturday, April 23, 2022
D. L. F. -- Camp Wannarun Half Marathon Race Report
D. L. F. > D. N. F. > D. N. S.

Sunday, April 3, 2022
Great Wave Stitch-a-Long, part 19
Friday, April 1, 2022
15 years ago...
Rebecca, Barbara, and I all registered for our first multisport event: the No Foolin' Duathlon. It was held at Millersylvania State Park down near Olympia. The weather was strange -- it was actually snowing lightly about 20 minutes before the start -- but it cleared up in time.
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Barbara and I -- and the rest of the runners -- heading out. |
There were very few people registered for the event, as it turned out. I was really nervous, and didn't know what to expect. I just stood at the starting line and then, suddenly, we were supposed to be running. I took off too fast -- as usual -- running through the park to the entrance, then turning around. Of course, I was way at the back of the pack, and got to watch most people head out on their bike leg before I was anywhere near done with my run.
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blurred by speed, I'm sure... |
Got on my bike -- nearly forgetting to take off my run gloves -- and rode off. The ride was okay, though because it was a small race and because I was toward the back of the pack, I was alone the majority of the time, which meant that I got distracted.Pedal pedal pedal pedal oooh... look... a horse... what a pretty horse... I like horses... oh! Pedal pedal pedal...Saw a man carrying a bike back; he'd gotten a flat and was just calling it a race. Also saw a woman at the turnaround who had a flat and was trying to fix it without a patch or tools. She ended up riding in on a flat tire, very slowly.Got back to the transition area after the winners were long finished, and then had to go out for the last mile run. I had a cramp in my right hamstring, but plodded along. After 1:10 I finally made it to the finish line. Hooray!
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"C'mon, it's cold, finish up so we can go home." |
Saturday, March 26, 2022
New Mexico Trip 2022
For Wil's 50th birthday we had planned to go to Brazil. Carnaval 2022 falling on Wil's 50th birthday meant we could see the Christ the Redeemer statue as part of our "Seven Wonders" project, plus see the parades in the Sambadrome (a huge dream of mine), see spectacular Iguacu Falls, check out the modern architecture in Brasilia, and see the spectacular opera house in Manaus plus have a little more time on the Amazon.
But then, COVID.
I had booked all the hotels, but was holding off on flights and the Carnaval tickets because, well, it didn't seem likely. But in the "vaccine honeymoon" period, I was hopeful. But it wasn't to be.
So we thought about what else to do. I had left it too late -- again -- to find reasonable accommodations in Hawaii. So that was out. And we didn't want to go too far for my first post-brain-clot flights. And we didn't want to be in big crowds, for the most part. But then I thought, "New Mexico."
New Mexico feels really different, but it's not super far away. So we decided to book flights -- first class to treat ourselves! -- and I made a plan.
Day "0" - fly Seattle to Albuquerque
Day 1 - drive Albuquerque to Santa Fe
Day 2 - Santa Fe and Georgia O'Keeffe
Day 3 - Santa Fe Meow Wolf to Truth or Consequences
Day 4 - Truth or Consequences for Wil's Birthday
Day 5 - White Sands and Alamogordo
Day 6 - Carlsbad and Roswell
Day 7 - Roswell to Tucumcari
Day 8 - Side trip to Amarillo, then back to Albuquerque
Day 9 - Albuquerque to home
At some point during the trip I looked to see what was happening in Rio for Carnaval, and was somewhat relieved to see that the sambadrome parades were postponed until after Easter. So it was confirmation that we'd made the right choice.
I wrote up my notes as blog posts and backdated them to when they happened. I loved New Mexico -- the skies (and, despite it being NM and not AZ) the "little puffy clouds". I loved all the green chile. And I loved that feeling of freedom from traveling again.