My friend Russ Brandt invited me down to Phoenix to get beat up by "old guys" for a week. Trading 5 degrees, clouds and snow for 80s and sunshine? As my sister said, "Does a one legged duck swim in a circle?" We went up to Tucson for a three day CTS training camp, which was first class. They even cooked healthy food for us! My mother would be proud of the quantity of veggies I ate.
|Nap time at the cookie shop.|
The other workout highlight was a long trail run: Bear Canyon/Seven Falls. The trail was a bit treacherous in places, namely because I'm not used to dodging jagged rocks along the edge of cactus filled cliffs. Everyone enjoyed the spectacular views as well as a refreshing dip in the falls. Plus it was worth the priceless looks other hikers gave us when we gracefully pranced by down the rocky trail, pastey* white thighs glowing under shortest shorts they've ever seen on a man.
*Note: I chose the unconventional spelling of 'pastey,' referring to pale white, vampire like skin. To me 'pasty' is a delicious meat pie from the UP.
|Beat up by old guys|
|Beat up by old guys. Again.|
"Old Guys" include Dan Cadriel; the really tan, fast 50 year old dude with the abs. He's big into the selfie thing so I played along for all his pictures. Russ is the other pale guy. He's also fast but apparently the ab filter for iPhone wasn't working for him.