Summer’s Race for Stillness

three daisies

Summer fun includes a wide range of activities. Some can be enjoyed at breakneck speeds while others require taking a moment to be still and take in the surrounding beauty.

It’s wildflower season in the high country. Summer is so fleeting at high altitudes, it’s hard to find them at their peak. I went on a quest.

While hiking Baker’s Tank in Breckenridge, Colorado, I shared the trail with others on a different sort of quest. It was part of a race course for mountain bikers. I was surprised they took the time to say hello, smiling and chatting as they passed. Later, I found out the race was 100 miles long! I don’t know if you’ve ever biked in the mountains, but sometimes you can walk faster than you can bike when trails become treacherous.

On the way back home, I found this amazing field of flowers. They were backlit by afternoon sun. Time stood still while I stopped to take in this magnificent sight.

In stillness we find beauty.

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Dissolving Bone, Wimping Out and Shaping Up

Hey, Wild Riders! How was your weekend?

Would you take a pill that dissolved bone?

dissolving bone

You’ve seen the commercials. Almost every drug has side-effects. My oncologist switched me from Tamoxifen, which can cause uterine cancer to Anastrozole, which breaks down bone. You can imagine I’ve been more than a little concerned. I picture a vinegar-like substance hitting my bloodstream. It rushes through my veins and arteries. When it comes in contact with my bone, Tsssssss, it dissolves it like acid. Not good, right?

I’ve become obsessed with everything that strengthens bone. I’m 5’4” and don’t want to lose any height. As it is, I have a hard time reaching the top shelf on tippy toe.

With all the calcification they saw in my breast tissue before my double boobectomies, (the radiologist said my boob x-rays lit up), I was reluctant to go back to taking calcium supplements. Instead, I’ve been on a calcium-rich diet. My oncologist also mentioned, weight-bearing exercise.

You might remember how I broke my wrist the first week in January. Are you thinking what I’m thinking? The fall could have broken anyone’s wrist, according to my doctor, but you never know. After being relegated to sitting inside my house for eight weeks, I hit the gym way too hard. My knee ballooned up like a basketball. I overdid it, so I cut back. Waaaaay back. Continue reading

Just Messing Around

We’re all in contact with digital technology. It can be more than difficult to learn the full capabilities of the tools we use every day. I bought a Sony 3N Digital SLR camera almost three years ago. I have taken thousands of pictures, not knowing how to use it. Every once in a while, I got lucky. I have a zillion excuses for not taking a class, but I’ll spare you my long list.

With so many disappointing results, I turned to my iPhone for picture-taking.

Something wasn’t right.

I stopped by Mike’s Camera in Boulder. The man behind the counter shrugged. “It’s a great camera,” he said.

I signed up for a class.

*mind blown*

I messed around with the settings and took some pictures in my yard. Here are some of the results:

juniper berries taken with macro lens

 

close up of snow crab next to pond

 

Crabtree blossoms with macro lens

I cropped the last photo which was already in zoom. Suck it, iPhone!

It's a duck on a pond

I regret not taking the class sooner, but I’m a coffee cup half-full kinda girl.

It made me wonder what else I don’t know. Probably more than I think. Ask anyone. And yes, you will see more photos on the Wild Ride.

Do you like to take classes? Are you into photography? Do you like ducks or would you like to creep up behind that drake and give him a little scare?

Ski Therapy in Beaver Creek

Aspens in Beaver Creek

My family went skiing at Beaver Creek Ski Resort, Colorado last weekend. I wondered if my knee would be stable and strong enough in the heavy wet snow. I knew it would be therapeutic to exercise in the fresh air.

I had a partial knee replacement over a year ago. Although my doctor thought I would be back to my wild life in a few weeks, it started squeaking and then became really noisy last summer. Now it grinds and squeaks! Weird right? What’s really weird is it’s totally painless, but can swell. My orthopedic surgeon thinks the scar tissue could wear off as I use it. I am keeping my fingers crossed.

Anxious to get back into shape after a broken wrist, I overdid it a few weeks ago. Stationary biking, walk/running, working out with weights and playing tennis was too much in one week. My angry knee swelled up like a gargantuan grapefruit. It took a few weeks to calm it down.

I knew skiing would be risky and I didn’t want to endure yet another setback. But sometimes you just have to go for it to find out if you’re ready.

My son, Kelly, me, Leksy Wolk, and my daughter, Courtney.  Do I look confident?

Kelly, Susie, Leksy Wolk, and Courtney Lindau at the entrance to the terrain park

I survived the first run without a problem.

Skiing under the chairlift at Beaver Creek

The April, ice cream-like snow was smooth and easy to carve. Although I felt my muscles work hard, my knee felt great.

I’m the one behind the camera.

Skiing the slopes at Beaver Creek As the day wore on, my confidence grew. I even skied a rail in the terrain park. Ha! Sorry. I have no proof. You’ll have to take my word for it.

My husband, Danny, and daughter, Courtney, clowned around in the snow. 

Clowning around trick skiing

The day after, my muscles were sore, but it was a good kind of sore. Although my knee was a little swollen, it resembled a knee and nothing from the produce department.

We drove down from the mountains and I took our Bichon, Roxy, for a walk. No running. No weightlifting. No biking. Just a walk.

This time, I’ll get back in shape by adding a small amount to each workout. Maybe my knee will quiet down and someone will record me in the terrain park.

That would be WILD!

Do you have a tendency to overdo it or do you ease into activity after a setback? Have you ever been to Beaver Creek? 

This is a response to the Weekly Photo Challenge – Landscape.

When March Becomes Monstrous and Mazelike

To me, spring break is synonymous with warm, sunny beaches while surfing, swimming and exploring.

We didn’t plan a vacation this spring.

*cue sound of needle scratching record*

Dj scratching record gif

Not quite what I was looking for, but you get my drift, right?

No worries! March padded in with little lamb toes. They were so cute and pink and soft… Buds formed on the trees and some leafed out. My roses basked in the warm sunshine. I enjoyed temperatures that hovered in the high sixties.

And then, when we least expected it, that baby lamb transformed into a MONSTROUS WILD CREATURE! I live in Colorado, but I still wasn’t prepared.

We woke up to this on Wednesday.

snow covered windows

Snow flew sideways in quarter-sized flakes plastering our windows like a landscape from The Day After Tomorrow. Continue reading

What every writer knows about finishing

February storm on the pond

When I finish a writing project, I am swept away to a place where I can breathe deeply. Fresh air fills my lungs. I stretch my body and expand my mind to let new ideas flow.

Am I ever really done?

The thought of taking time off to celebrate doesn’t enter my mind. I am under the same spell as most writers. We don’t write by choice. We have to tell our stories. It’s a compulsion so ingrained, a pleasure so exquisite, it transfixes us. We gaze at the horizon and envision other worlds.

Unlike other professions, being a writer is a vocation, a passion, an honor. It’s a freedom to write what I think. The only limit is my imagination.

A clean sheet of paper is a pristine blanket of snow. Full of Earth’s sweetness and possibility, it beckons me to keep writing. I open my mind and let the words pour onto the page.

I start anew.

Why do you write? What does finishing feel like? Are you currently working on any writing projects? 

This is a response to the Weekly Photo Challenge – State of Mind