Sunday, September 30, 2018

The Hit and Run - A Year Later and I'm Still Angry

It's been a year since the hit and run and I am more angry today than I was immediately following the incident.

I shouldn't have had to make this call

I think my current anger stems from the fact that I expected to be fully healed physically and emotionally by now. I expected to be back on the road with my cycling friends. I expected that my scars would be gone and I would have feeling back in my left side. I expected that this event would be behind me. I did not expect to be writing this post.

Physical Anger

I remember being in the ER that morning, unaware of how badly injured I was. In my heavily medicated state, I tried to figure out if I was still going to be able to do my long run the following day. I was two months into my CIM training and this was going to be my year to qualify for Boston. I thought that I perhaps I would slow my pace down a bit...it was only going to be a 13 mile run...maybe I would do a run walk if I was still sore. I had no clue how bad things were.


No mirrors in the ER, so I took a selfie to assess the damage

After the doctors cleaned me up and the drugs kicked in

I didn't get the chance to do my long run the next day. I was still in the ER, tucked away in a little side room with no TV, waiting for a bed to open in one of the regular hospital rooms. I wouldn't be going home yet. After I was finally released from the hospital a day later, it was very apparent that I wouldn't be running any time soon. The pain pills barely took the edge off.

Within days, the scrapes and road rash started to scab up. I applied all kinds of lotions and ointments to try and help my skin heal. I took vitamins and supplements...anything that would restore me to where I was before I was hit. I was still in denial about the real damage and thought I could make everything better with a few purchases from Amazon.


October 2, 2017
Too swollen to see the underlying hematoma

October 7, 2017
Stitched and bruised

October 20, 2017
Before and after I was finally able to have the hematoma drained. 
Today, my left side doesn't look too much different than after the surgeon drained it. Granted the swelling has gone down a bit more, but there is still a noticeable hard lump that doesn't have a lot of feeling. I went to my doctor in June hoping that she could refer me to someone that specialized in nerve damage. She reached out to a physical therapist to ask about ultrasound treatments. Unfortunately,  the physical therapist said ultrasound treatment could cause more harm than good as it could cause a burn on the skin due to the decreased sensation. 

Emotional Anger

I have spent the last year trying to prove that I am not a victim. I wanted my friends and family to see that I was the same as I was before. "Hey, look at me. I'm OK." Once I was cleared by my doctor to resume training, I did. I bought a cyclocross bike. I bought a mountain bike. I did not, however, buy a road bike. My long rides have been on the trainer on a triathlon bike that will probably never do a long distance race again. A couple of times, I was lucky enough to go ride on the American River bike trail, but those rides have been few and far between. Every time my coworkers invite me to join them on a ride, I have to explain to them I'm not ready. They don't understand my fear and I resent their lack of it.

Meeting at the Boss's house for a ride with my co-workers

The last "Pancake" ride with my tri club
I miss riding on the road. I miss seeing my triathlon friends. I am mad that over the past year I have watched the triathlon club wither away. No one seemed to want to go on groups rides anymore and I stopped trying to get people to join the club. I could not, in good conscience, encourage anyone to try triathlon training because I knew it would put them on a bike on the road. The road was just too scary.

The fear of riding on the road spread to driving the road. I was a bundle of nerves whenever I got in the car. Everyone seemed to be driving faster and crazier, and most of them seemed to be on the phone too. In my eyes, nobody cared about their own safety let alone the safety of others around them...and these same idiots were the ones I assumed were watching for me while I was on a bike! 

For the first few weeks after the accident, HS drove with extra care just so I could relax.  Nothing seemed to ease my mind. I wasn't worried about his driving, I was worried about other people's driving. The control freak in me was freaking out. A few months after the accident, I traded my beloved Porsche 911 for something bigger and safer. The 911 was too low to the ground (I sat lower in that car than I did on my bike) and I would often find myself near tears if other vehicles, especially trucks, got too close to me. 

I miss my car as much as I miss my bike

Additional Anger 

Thursday, September 27, 2018 was a double whammy for me. I got subpoena for the hit and run trial next month and I got an email from the Boston Athletic Association letting me know that my qualifying time wasn't fast enough to get me into the Boston Marathon. I really didn't like having the investigator come to my house to serve me but I cried when I got the email. Then I got mad.

On top of the world ringing the BQ bell at CIM

Since getting my BQ time last December, I felt like the ultimate winner. I felt like I had proven that I didn't let the accident keep me down. I went out and did something that I had not previously been able to do. The email letting me know that I missed the mark, changed my entire perception. I started wondering "What if?" What if I had not been hit? Would I have ran fast enough to qualify? What if I didn't have to take weeks off of my training? Would I have ran fast enough to qualify? If I would not have been hit, I wouldn't have those questions.

Insurance Anger

I have not been in a hurry to settle with the insurance companies. Due to my lingering issues, I wanted a little more time to see if I could find a doctor to help. My insurance company has been good to deal with and has not pressured me. However, the attorney for the owner of the truck (the owner's dad was the driver that morning) sent me a long, somewhat snarky email, trying to get me to settle with this client's insurance company. Here is an excerpt from his email...
"The fact is he is otherwise judgment proof.  By delaying settlement you are actually only preventing yourself from recovering the remaining $7,500 and proceeding to get compensated under the Farmers UIM coverage.  I assume this is tough to swallow.  There is no way to sugar coat it.  Mr. Vang complied with the law by obtaining liability insurance.  The $15K/30K coverage is the minimum lawful limit in California."
Thank you for your concern Mr. Attorney. I assume this is tough to swallow, but I don't care what you think. Mr. Vang DID NOT comply with the law when he ran us down and left us on the side of the road. I could care less that he bought the ridiculously low insurance allowed by the State of California. The fact that people like my husband and I have to pay for extra insurance to protect us from people like your client is BS. The insurance he carried wasn't enough for one person being hit let alone three people. I cannot believe California has not raised these limits to something more reasonable. Every driver that has to carry (and pay for) "Under Insured Motorist" coverage should be mad.

Trying to Move Forward

I'm in a funk. I'm mad. I'm not looking forward to going to court next month. I'm not looking forward to dealing with my insurance. I'm trying to get myself together to get past all of this, but I feel like a failure, a fraud...everything is not OK. I tried to make everything look like it was going great. I was really hoping to write an anniversary post about how I overcame the physical and emotional damage and how I'm enjoying riding with friends again, but instead I had to write this sorry tale of self pity and anger.

Maybe things will be better after the trial is over and I have that part over for good. Maybe I will find my joy in working out again. Maybe someday I will overcome my fears and join my friends for a ride. Until then, prayers would be appreciated.



Saturday, September 22, 2018

My Forrest Gump Moment

I had a Forrest Gump moment the other day. After six years of triathlon training, which included two full 140.6 mile IRONMAN races, four 70.3 triathlons, and five marathons, I was overcome with the feeling of being done. I had an eight mile run on my schedule in preparation for my 6th California International Marathon and I did not want to do it. What exactly am I trying to prove?

Typically, look forward to getting home from work and doing a workout. As I was driving home that day, all I could think was "I don't think I can do this" and I wasn't thinking of just the workout. I was thinking about long distance races period.


I'm pretty tired

Forrest: [running] I had run for 3 years, 2 months, 14 days, and 16 hours. [he stops and turns around] 
Young Man Running: Quiet, quiet! He's gonna say something! 
Forrest: I'm pretty tired...I think I'll go home now.
That pretty much sums up how I have been feeling...I'm pretty tired. Actually, I am more mentally tired than physically tired. Since the hit and run last September, I've spent the majority of my time on the treadmill or bike trainer...nice and safe inside my house.  Staring at a screen is really starting to get to me. I just don't think I have it in me to keep training like this, especially without a "big"race on my calendar.


These views are killing me!

I searched for a reason not to do the workout, but eventually, I mustered up enough energy to get on the treadmill.  I felt good after I finished my run, but by the time I finished, I had decided that if I manage to make it into the 2019 Boston Marathon in April, that I would not be doing CIM this December. I registered for Boston as soon as it opened up for us mere mortals that managed to eke out a qualifying time. Now all I can do is wait to find out if I make the cut.

Hope I've got one more marathon in me

What I Really Want To Do

It's not that I don't want to compete anymore, but I want challenges that fit with where I am in my life. I want to get back to doing short, fun, local races that don't require a crazy amount of time training. I want to do the Fleet Feet Tuesday night runs and do the 3 mile option without feeling like I should be doing the 5. I want to be around people again and not holed up in my workout room.

I also want to try different things. I am super excited about the upcoming cyclocross season. I have never done this type of bike racing. I'm lucky enough to be part of a great team that promises to be nothing but fun. Plus, as a beginner 40+ female, my races are only 30 minutes!


Some of my new FREAKSHOW RED RACING teammates at the Bear Valley Triathlon

I'm also signed up to do a Spartan race. Honestly, I had no idea what I was getting myself into when I signed up. However, it has given me something to work towards again. I'm learning to climb a  rope and working on my strength. Most importantly, I'm having fun and I feel like I have time in my life for other things.

HS says I have "tri"arms which is why I can't climb the rope
If I don't get into Boston, I'm not sure what 2019 holds. I'm sure I'll find something to do. For now, I just want to be an "enjoyance" athlete.



Wednesday, September 5, 2018

Fasting My Way to Race Weight

I started intermittent fasting (IF) towards the end of July. Since I was still trying to figure out what worked best for me, I'm using August 1 as my official start date. That makes August 31 the end of my first month. I decided to wait until I had tried it for at least a month before talking about it because I have started plenty of diets only to have them fizzle out. Honestly, I do not consider fasting a "diet" its really just an eating schedule.

Quick summary...success on lots of different levels.

Why Intermittent Fasting?

I learned about IF from a coworker that used this technique to win a weight loss challenge last year. After he told me about it, I decided to do a little research. It seemed simple enough. Just don't eat for a specific period of time each day or multiple days...whatever works best for you. No calorie counting, special foods to order, no special supplements to buy. All I have to do is do nothing.

Intermittent fasting offered the promise of:
  • Weight loss 
  • Cellular repair through autophagy (There was a study about how autophagy can promote nerve regeneration. I'm hoping this will prove true regarding my nerve damage.)
  • Reduce inflammation
  • Reduce insulin resistance
  • Increase energy
Because IF doesn't cost anything, you won't find it advertised all over the place. There's no money to be made by the diet industry, so they won't mention it. I guess the only thing you can spend money on is reading material, which I have done. I am currently reading "The Complete Guide to Fasting: Heal Your Body Through Intermittent, Alternate-Day, and Extended Fasting". I decided to buy this book because I wanted to get a little more info than what I was reading on blog posts and websites. It's a good read, but you can probably find the same info online.

Listen to this podcast if you don't feel like reading. It explains a lot about intermittent fasting.




Trying to Reach My Goal Weight (Again)

Last year while training for CIM I had a goal weight I was trying to reach. I was well on my way to that goal when I was hit while riding my bike. I spent a few days in the hospital, unable to eat due to a possible surgery. I came home from the hospital bloated and swollen from all of the IV fluids. When my swelling finally went down, I got on the scale. I was 142 lbs. Only 7 lbs. away from my goal.

Unfortunately, at that point I was unable to train, and in my depression I threw my goal out the window. Then the holidays rolled around and my weight continued to climb. In a race photo from a duathlon earlier this year, the extra weight was noticeable (I was too scared to get on the scale).

According to an ideal weight calculator on Active.com, I started this fasting journey OVER my ideal weight range. In fact, my starting weight could have qualified me to race as an "Athena" in certain races! I am now on my way back down to my goal weight. I am hoping to reach this goal by the time I toe the start line for CIM.

My Typical Day

Initially I started by skipping breakfast. So my first meal would be at noon. This was not that difficult, I'm not a big breakfast eater anyway, so I really didn't miss it. HS and I go to bed fairly early, so I would rarely have anything to eat after 8pm, This initial schedule gave me a 16 hour window of not eating and an 8 hour window to eat.

I continued to eat what I normally ate and did not change my workout schedule. In fact, on weekends when I usually have a long run or trainer ride scheduled, I will do it fasted. Eventually, I stretched my fasting window to 18 hours.

This is what a typical work day looks like:

4:30am - Wake up, drink a glass of water with apple cider vinegar
9:00am - 15 minute walk
10:00am - Perfect Keto drink
12:00pm - 30 minute walk
2:00pm - Eat
4:00pm - Work out
6:00pm - Eat
8:00pm - Bedtime

Water, tea, and coffee are OK during my fasting periods

A little boost mid morning

On the weekends, I shorten my fasting window. That's one of the best things about intermittent fasting, it's flexible. If I don't want to fast for a day or two, I don't have to. One other plus about fasting is that it works with whatever typing of "diet" you may follow. After two weeks, I moved towards a more keto type diet to help get me to my goal.

Final Thoughts on Month One

Fasting is not hard to do. In fact, it was much easier than I expected. It took a while, but my weight began to drop slowly and steadily. At this rate, I will make my goal weight by CIM. My energy levels seem up and I have finally emerged from the horrible brain fog that I couldn't seem to shake. I am definitely much more productive.

I hope that month two goes as well as my first month...stay tuned.


#intermittent #fasting #keto

Monday, September 3, 2018

Bear Valley Triathlon - Race Report

Before I get started, I want to thank several people.,,

First and foremost, I want to thank Hot Stuff. For the last several years of racing, he has put up with crazy training schedules and schlepping my gear all over the place! He stood by me last year as I lay in the hospital and he swore he would take me wherever I wanted to go if it was someplace I would feel safe riding. This weekend it was Bear Valley.

I also want to thank Robert Fuller for allowing me to join the FREAKSHOW RED RACING team. I am honored. Over the last several years I have humorously used the hashtag #willraceforwine, now it's official. Robert has also designed one of the coolest, most fun kits I have seen. I also want to thank all of my new CX teammates that so graciously welcomed me to the team!

Next, of course, I want to thank our team sponsor, Michael David Winery. I've enjoyed these wines for many years and HS and I have been wine club members for longer than I can remember. It is awesome being able to represent MDW and some of my favorite wines! I was also a treat getting to race with David and his wife, Corene.

The battery in HS's phone died at the end of the day, but no worries. Robert's wife, Susana, is an awesome photographer. What HS may have missed, she captured. It was great having her there snapping shots of the race. Thank you, Susana.

Lastly, I want to thank Mark and Candy of On Your Mark Events. This was my first time racing at Bear Valley. It was a top notch event! I hope to come back again and again. Thanks for making race day so much fun!

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The Race

The Bear Valley Triathlon had been on my "To Do" list for a while. Last year, after we bought a cabin in Arnold (about 25 miles from Bear Valley), I figured I was finally going to have a chance to do this race. However, when my sister announced that she was getting married on Labor Day 2017, the same day as the race, I knew I was going to have to put the race off another year.

I'm blocking the calendar for next year too!

This year, knowing that my sister would be off celebrating her first full year of marital bliss, I blocked off Labor Day weekend on our Airbnb calendar (Shameless plug...rent our cabin!) and made plans to finally do this race. When I say made plans, it really didn't include triathlon training. I was running and riding on my trainer, but  I wasn't doing any kind of swim training. I figured I would be OK.

I was really looking forward to this race. Not just because I've wanted to do it, but because I was going to get to race with some of my new cyclocross teammates on the FREAKSHOW RED RACING team. I even bought the tri kit knowing that I probably won't wear it again for a while. That didn't matter, I wanted to fit in and look like the team. After years of doing long distance triathlons, I was tired of doing races by myself. Having a group to encourage you and cheer for you was going to be so much fun.

Freakshow super fan... #willraceforwine

Pre-Race

HS and I actually slept in a bit. This race has a 10:00am (thank you, thank you, thank you) start time and the cabin is only about 30 minutes from the venue.  There was no need to get up early or get in any kind of a hurry. I made breakfast burritos and coffee and had a nice leisurely morning. I did opt not to take the dogs on their regular two mile morning walk because I wanted to give my legs a break.

My puppers got some Freakshow miles in on the Arnold Rim Trail the day before the race :-)

As we neared Bear Valley, HS asked if I knew where to go. I looked up the event info and all it said was Bear Valley Rd. (There are low key events and then there are low key events that only give you a street name! LOL) We turned off of Highway 4 onto Bear Valley Rd. and hoped that we could figure out where to go. As we neared the Bear Valley store, we saw cones on the side of the road and then some chalk markings. "Follow the chalk!"

HS drove along, following the chalk marks in the road, until we started seeing vehicles with bike racks. We quickly found a spot to park on the side of the road and made our way towards transition. As we neared the bike racks, I spotted a Freakshow kit. I had found my team :-)

What a great looking group! (HS pic)
After everyone was checked in and had their transition areas ready, we posed for a few group shots and made our way down to the water to warm up. I figured Coach James would at least be happy that I was warming up even though I had stopped coming to practice last year LOL. I entered the water and felt a chill as the water made its way through my wetsuit zipper. It was COLD!


Walking down to the lake (HS pic)

Good turnout for the race (HS pic)
Last week at "Mark & Tony's Margarita Trail Run and Party" (Yes, that is the name of the event). Mark, from On Your Mark Events, told us that wetsuits aren't necessary at Bear Valley and that the water is fine...about 70 degrees. However, this is also the same guy that referred to the hills at the Angels Camp Triathlon as "rolling"! I'm not sure if he just has a mischievous side or if he doesn't want to scare people, but when I saw one of his Instagram posts for Bear Valley with a polar bear dancing in the water, I figured I was going to wear a wetsuit.

Polar bears do not make me think of warm water

Swim

The swim start was one mass start. Surprisingly, I wasn't too nervous about this. I did seed myself towards the back of the pack, so that probably helped. I knew I wasn't going to be that quick and I had no intention of getting in anyone's way.

I started swimming...taking nice, slow, easy strokes. Within a few minutes I was feeling winded. Maybe it was the altitude or maybe it was my lack of training. I did a few strokes of breaststroke and was amazed at how far the first turn buoy still seemed. I put my head down and started swimming again. There were bubbles in front of me so I followed them. A man to my right started to swim in front of me, crossing from right to left. I pulled up and let him get out of my way. A few seconds later, that same guy was swimming in front of me again, this time going from left to right. I pulled up again and tried to head in the opposite direction of where he was going. When he crossed in front of me the third time, I really got irritated.

I started swimming breaststroke again to try and figure out how to get away from this guy. It was at that point I noticed that he didn't have any goggles and that his eyes seemed closed. I also noticed quite a few people swimming backstroke. Hmmm. Maybe I'll do that instead. I rolled over onto my back and started swimming. I could see why people were doing this. I was able to move forward and continue to get air. At this altitude, this was a big plus. Every once in a while I would roll over and give freestyle a try, but would quickly give it up for backstroke. Believe it or not, I was able to pass people while I was on my back and I actually stayed fairly straight.

Getting out of the water, still the best part of the swim (Susana Fuller photograher)
Final note, my Garmin had this 600y swim at 800y!


Transition 1

There is a short run from the beach to transition. The run includes a brief climb up the side of a hill, but there are some steps along the way and it is mostly sandy. HS had my flip flops, but I decided to run bare foot. It wasn't too bad. When I got to transition, I gave each of my feet a quick squirt with my water bottle and slipped on my Pearl iZUMi Tri Fly P.R.O. v3 triathlon shoes (They look great with my Freakshow kit).

Moments behind me was Robert Fuller, aka Rocket. I tried my best to get a jump on him coming out of transition because I knew what was coming. SMACK DOWN!!


Ride

The Bear Valley Triathlon bike course consists of three laps. Since this was my first official race/ride on the road since the hit and run, I was very, very conservative...aka: "slow". Initially I planned on buying a second set of wheels for my cross bike so I would have a semi-road set up. Unfortunately, the wheels I want from Williams Cycling will not be in stock until December. I decided to bring my Specialized Shiv and make the best of it. Since I have never been on this course, I really didn't know what to expect other than some hills.

Well, hills and Rocket blowing past me. It didn't take long before Rocket flew past me like I was standing still. Good for him. I'm playing it safe and slow. LOL

During the pre-race instructions, Mark mentioned a hair pin turn that would land you in a resident's back yard and potentially destroy your bike if you didn't take it easy. He said they had marked "SLOW" in chalk as you neared the turn. I spent the first part of my first lap nervously looking for the warning. When I finally saw it, I slowed down even more and made my way safely around the corner.

The course flattened out towards the middle of the first lap as I crossed Bear Valley Rd. Since the first half had pretty much been all down hill, I knew what was coming. There was no way to get back to where I started without some climbing. As I neared the end of the climb, a group of Freakshow supporters were off to my left. Since I am new to the team and they had no idea who I was, they just shouted "Go RED!" Good enough for me. I loved the support. One lap down, two to go!

Slow and steady (Susan Fuller photographer)
The second lap seemed easier than the first. The climbing portion was still tough, but didn't seem as bad. I caught a woman just as I started my third lap. She had a 51 on her calf. My first thought was "OMG! Is this her second or third lap?" I passed her briefly. However, a little bit later, she flew past me as I attempted to wear out my brake pads. As I made my way across the flat section, I saw her again as the climb started. I worked hard to catch her and pass her. I finished my 3rd lap and concentrated on getting out on the run and not on my competitors.

Transition 2

In my opinion, this was one of my worsts transitions in a long time. It was not my longest, but it shouldn't have been. This should have been very basic and fast! Unfortunately, as soon as I racked my bike the trouble started. First issue...I couldn't get my helmet unsnapped. My teammate, The Blade, had to come help me. Talk about feeling a little silly. On the plus side, I am thankful I didn't run off with my helmet still on my head.

The second issue was my running shoes. I had bungie laces and it was a pair of shoes I have used in a number of races. This time, I managed to jam the tongue of my right shoe into the shoe. No amount of tugging and pulling would free the tongue. I slipped on my left shoe without issue and finally removed my right shoe and put it back on again. How hard is it to put on shoes? Jeez!! LOL

Run

Thankfully, once I got out of transition, the first part of the run was basically down hill. I tried to suck it up and just run knowing that each passing minute got me closer to the finish line. My legs started feeling the effects of CIM training and the half marathon trail run I did the previous weekend. I told myself to focus what I was doing.

The run course was altered from the ride circuit and just a bit longer. On the flat section through a giant parking lot, I stopped for a cup of water. I started running again and chatted with a pleasant gentleman wearing a vintage Pearl iZUMi kit. As the incline increased, I backed off and started walking...and that's when I saw him....ROCKET!

I knew Rocket would kill me on the bike, but I held out hope that I could run him down. I glanced up the mountain as I walked, and saw a Freakshow kit. That had to be him. I started to run. It was starting to get warm and my legs were tired, but I wanted to make up for the bike. I slowed to a walk again. Thankfully, he was walking. Rocket started jogging again. Ugh! Just walk, Rocket, damn it!

Run, Rocket, Run! Thank you for dragging me up the hill!
I made a deal with myself, run as long as you can, but if he starts walking, you better start running. I stuck to the plan until I eased up behind him. Actually, when I got up along side of Rocket, I really wanted him to start running with me. Instead, he told me there was a female behind me and that I better start going. I shuffled off the best that I could.

Eventually, I could hear the female behind me and I knew she was going to overtake me on this long climb. When she finally passed me, I had no idea how old she was because she was wearing running tights that covered her calves. Based on my best guess though, she was under 30. I was OK for now and could continue walking (I'm not walking next year!)

At what I thought was the top of the hill, I saw the Freakshow fans. They were still cheering me on and I kept going the best that I could. The final 1/4 mile seems to dipped down to the finish line. I ran, not out of trying to beat a time, but out of fear of having a finish line photo showing me walking.

Finished! (Awesome photo, HS!) I look trim and I am running! LOL

Post Race

Unlike most races, there was a break between racing, eating, and awards. Racers were given a chance to pick up their gear and move down the hill to the community center where beer, pizza, and other types of cold drinks awaited.

I don't eat a lot of pizza and I definitely don't drink beer, so I grabbed a Diet Coke and waited for my teammates. When the pizza showed up, I ended up grabbing a few slices because it looked really good (and it was).

At 1:00pm, the awards started as promised. Mark started with the relay teams, then went to the women's age groups, and then the men's age groups. Last but not least were the overall awards. I was thrilled to win the women's overall masters award. I also got a bottle of Michael David Petite Petit (One of HS's favorite wines).

Winner, winner, chicken dinner (Susana Fuller photographer)

HS earned this bottle today (Susana Fuller photographer)


#willraceforwine and raffle prizes :-)

Besides my masters award (and wine), I also won a raffle prize that included two trail passes and XC ski rentals at Bear Valley. (Thank you, Bear Valley Cross Country Adventure Company).Who wants to come up to Stone's Throw and try something new with us this winter?


Final Thoughts

1) I'm coming back next year
2) You should do this race too
3) Road bike, no tri bike
4) Go to swim practice
5) Have fun!

#michaeldavidwinery #freakshowredracing #pearlizumi #williamscycling #onyourmarkevents #fleetfeetstomo #willraceforwine #trialthon #bearvalleycrosscountry #xcountryskiing #triathlon #bearvalley #stonesthrowarnold #cranked