Day Five – Elma, WA to Toledo, Wa

Day Mileage: 66 miles
Total Mileage: 330 miles

Much, much better.

I did not know how I’d feel when I woke up this morning. The good thing was, I had plenty of sleep. I jumped in my tent at the Elma RV Park around 7pm. I made plans for a phone call at 8pm. I woke up at 8:35pm. Apparently I was tired. Had a very good phone conversation with Megan and I was out of it again only to wake up at 6:30am.

I’ve told a number of people this but the cycling has been the easy part. It’s night time that is bad. And I shouldn’t give the entire nighttime a bad name because I love sleeping in a tent. I love being outdoors even if it is on a plot of grass in an RV park. It’s typically the hours between 6-9pm that are rough. I sit… And eventually begin to think. I have so much time to myself on The bike, but you’re going somewhere. You really only have time to mess up lyrics to songs, read the map and pedal. When you get to camp, you are in one place, typically by yourself and your mind begins to wander. I think about being back home and doing what I would typically doing at night, missing all the people I’d see on a daily basis. I knew I’d be by myself during this trip, but I didn’t realize how much of a mental workout it’d be….. Camping.

I got on the road this morning at 9:24 after breakfast. My plan was to make it to Lewis and Clark State Park which was 50 miles down the road, a short day considering. When it came time to stop, it was 11:30 and I had done 29 miles at a 14.9 mph pace (yesterday’s ended up being 11.1mph). I was feeling great and the roads were flat. I was stopped by a man and his two kids. They warned me about two pit bulls up the road about 3 miles. He said he pulled his gun on them and was ready. Better them than me. A few years back, I was bit by a pit bull. I’m not a huge fans of unchained,ravenous dogs. For the next 3 miles, I rode with the tool I bought on Day 1 that I’m now using as a club. He told me the mile marker and I was looking. I saw the dogs sleeping in the driveway and quietly scooted along never disturbing them. Victory of the day right there.

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After Centralia, I was going to push it a little more than I had originally anticipated. I was going to push for Toledo, maybe more depending on how I felt. Again, I had to battle a few hills in the afternoon so a Toledo was my final destination. Thanks to my little extra effort today, I have a few options for tomorrow. Maybe, just maybe… I reach Astoria tomorrow night.

Day Five Bonuses

  • avoiding pit bulls
  • flat roads
  • cell phone service
  • knowing so many people are enjoying the blog and rooting for me

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Day Four – Bremerton, WA to Elma, WA

Day Mileage: 71 miles
Total Mileage: 264 miles

Today was hard. Today felt like work. I’m glad to be done with today.

I’m currently at a local diner in Elma, Washington rethinking the events of today. There wasn’t much going on in my recollection. The sights were not as rewarding as previous days. I left the inland waters and took off west toward the coastal waters today. It won’t be until Saturday or Sunday until I reach them, so I need to get my mind right.

I woke up in the hotel room at 6:15, not my planned 7:15. My legs were sore, I was still tired, I had 65-70ish miles ahead of me. It was tough to get going. I grabbed breakfast locally and watched Master Chef, pretty much my only show, on hulu. I packed correctly this time unlike my hurried pack job in order to catch the ferry the morning before. I finally got packed and out the door and began pedaling at 8:27am. Like I said before, it was tough to get out the door.

My first town to hit was Belfair, and then on to Shelton. Thus far into my trip, I’ve completed the majority of my miles before noon. The way the sun works out west is different than back home…. Or maybe I’m just get ready to be finished after 2-3pm. By the time I reached Shelton, it was 1:00pm and I was 40 miles in. That was a good thing. I took advantage of where I was and had Dairy Queen for lunch, including a dipped cone. I took off my long sleeve and was ready for the rest of them which I knew would be 25-20 miles.

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Once I began the journey to the camp, it got hard. Today was the hardest by far. I had a headwind the rest of the way. I had to tackle quite a few loooooong hills and the scenery wasn’t what it was the past 3 days. I stopped about 12 miles out from Elma at a little mart for a Cream Soda. That rejuvenated me a bit and the last stretch into town was easier compared to where I had been. My plan is to take a rest day once I get to Oregon. That may come sooner… Who knows. Physically, it was work today and mentally, it was even more.

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Day Four Bonuses:

  • hotel rooms
  • my very random phases I’ve been through throughout my life….. iPod on shuffle is always a treat
  • dipped cones
  • odometers and maps

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Day Three – Ft. Casey Historical State Park to Bremerton, Washington

Day Mileage: 55 miles (4 accidental detour miles)
Total Mileage: 193 miles

Whoever can fit into one of those snug sleeping bags all zipped up and not have a problem with it is a liar.

I had no problem sleeping at Ft. Casey as I’m top 3 sleepers west of the Mississippi. My plan was to wake up around 7:30 and take my time getting ready for the 8:45 ferry over to Port Townsend. I woke up at 6:32 and the first ferry out was at 7:15. I rushed around to pack my stuff up. I went to go shower with my two quarters but there was someone occupying it. I passed on the shower noticing that my hair wasn’t terribly greasy and threw on all my clothes from yesterday (Day 3, everyone, can’t imagine it gets better. Strap in). I made it to the ferry with 3 minutes to spare and I was the last one on.

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After the 30 minute ride, I made my way for breakfast since I didn’t have time to make my own this morning then I was on my way. The fog was heavy off of Port Townsend Bay. I rode about 20 miles to Port Ludlow. During that 20, I didn’t take the correct turn so I had to stay on a State Road for a little longer than I needed to. Turned out, that was an awful idea. Heavily trafficked and very small shoulder to ride…. My nerves were wracked by the time I reached the next turn to get me on route.

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I stopped for some coffee and wifi and I was back at it. I had about 30 more miles to do and it wasn’t even noon. The one thing I’ve learned in my quick experience with riding fully loaded, 30 miles doesn’t seem like much, but it isn’t short and to make time worse, these hills are legit. So from noon to 5pm, I rode those 30 miles stopping ever so often to check the map, grab water, take pictures.

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When I reached Bremerton, I headed to the city center which involved steep climbs and an awesome downhill, only to find that I needed to turn around in order to get to the hotels. I know it’s only day three but the distance between Ft. Casey and the next State Park was too great and I didn’t want to get stranded without a place to stay.

Day Three Bonuses:

  • morning coffee on a ferry
  • FaceTime
  • riding in a long sleeve shirt
  • sunscreen
  • a couple from Port Orchard taking their picture with me after a 15 minute conversation at lunch (they’re suppose to send it to me.. I’ll post when they do)

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Day Two – Larrabee State Park To Ft. Casey Historical State Park

Day Mileage: 70 miles (6 accidental detour miles)
Total Mileage: 138 miles

The first night of camping was nice. As hot as I was in the apartment in Vancouver, I was the complete opposite in my tent. I have an MSR Hubba single person tent. It goes up in roughly 80 seconds. I left the rain fly off last night because it wasn’t supposed to rain. I fell asleep around 9pm and was out of it until 2:55, when I heard very heavy gusts and what I could tell a few raindrops. I quickly popped up and put on the fly and organized my gear where nothing important would get wet. Fell back asleep until 7:30.

I did not want to get up. It was cold (56 degrees) and overcast/breezy. I forced myself to and quickly gathered everything to go take a hot shower, which at State Parks here cost 50 cents for 3 minutes. I knew this from blogs I read prior to so I was prepared and the shower was perfect. I made coffee and oatmeal and began to prep for the day.

With the spoke incident, I knew I needed to adjust a few things. That meant get rid of everything that I absolutely did not need. 20 minutes and probably 12 pounds later, I no longer had the majority of my food as I’m able to stop and pick up groceries when I need them, My extra fuel can, a book (wtf, I have an iPad. I’m an idiot), lotion, clippers, and few other miscellaneous items. After all that, I was ready to take off… Cautiously and not as confident as the day before, but I was ready.

It was a chilly start when I began pedaling at 9:07am. It was a dreary, overcast day and that makes it even worse on a bike. Cool air to dry your sweat that you produce regardless of temperature. I made it 20 miles until I was able to stop and grab a bite because oatmeal only lasts so long. At a local diner, I chatted with an elderly couple that knew the exact route I wa taking and what I should expect. I talked to them for nearly 30 minutes before I needed to get going in order to make it to camp with time to spare.

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From there, I detoured around a peninsula because I missed my turn only realizing by the time I reached the end of the peninsula. I lost some time and gained some mileage but I did see some pretty things. The rest of the day was hills, hills, hills. To quote the native Oklahoma, Will Rogers, “I never met a downhill I didn’t like.” The climbs are tough but I’m very glad that today was day 2 and not day 1 or I’d be extremely upset with the terrain.

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I ended up at Ft. Casey Historical State Park. Tomorrow morning, I’ll catch a ferry over to Port Townsend. Camp isn’t as woodsy as last nights, but I do have an awesome wind block from the wind off the water which is said to pick up at night. I can see Mt.Rannier way off in the distance and Mt. A baker is still in my rear view. Tomorrow, goal city is Bremerton, Washington.

Day Two Bonuses:

  • people I meet genuinely want to know about my trip
  • downhills
  • Deception Pass
  • a terribly long climb with an outstanding view
  • IPAs in a small, small town.

I felt strong today. I hope that feeling carries.

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Day One – Vancouver to Larrabee State Park

Day mileage: 68 miles
Total mileage : 68 miles

I slept really great Sunday night despite the ridiculous warmth within the apartment. I tried to take it all in knowing this may be the last time in a little bit that I sleep in a real bed. I got up bright and eqrly around 5:45 and began to prep for the trip. I got my bike loaded up, walked out the door and I was on my way.

Leaving I was nervous. I clipped in and immediately start shaking violently, unable to control the bike. Rough start. It took a little bit and some speed to handle the weight but after I did, it was smooth riding. I made it out of Vancouver successfully having to cross a few wildly steep bridges and this one neighborhood edition that was built into the side of a mountain it seemed. Getting lost only twice, I rewarded myself with breakfast in Surrey.

I was close to the US Border and would be able to get there by noon if I booked it. That was my thinking before I was 5 miles from it when I reached my first big climb. Initially I was off my bike walking it but then it went to a manageable incline, I was able to pedal for 15 solid minutes up. At the top, I market where I loaded up on water and Gatorade. From there it was literally all down hill to the States.

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For the next 3-4 hours I was able to stare at Mt. Baker off in the distance before reaching Bellingham, Washington where I stopped in my lunch. Leaving town, about 7 miles away from camp for the evening, things started to challenge me. I broke a spoke, I somehow lost my hat and the bike shop in town was unable to help me. I bought a tool, I had the spoke but not really the knowledge to change it. I had to try. Fast forward to Larrabee State Park in an awesome set up and begin go figure out how to replace the spoke. Took a bit but I was able to and then finally able to enjoy the park and relax.

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Day One Bonuses:

  • crossing the USA border on a bike
  • resting in shade after a long stretch, lady brings me out a cold Mountain Dew.
  • setting up camp in the thick forest of Washington
  • swimming in salt water
  • having my camp neighbors off me their extra chicken curry
  • watching sunset over Chanutuck Bay

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Vancouver – The Crescent City

Oklahoma City to Vancouver was a long haul. Saturday morning, I was awake early as I had a few last minute errands to run. I was able to get the majority of my stuff packed into one single cardboard box. I couldn’t bring luggage because, well, my AirBnb host would acquire new luggage went I left on my bike. Once my bike was in its box, all the stuff I need for a month was in its box, and my carry on was sufficiently stuffed in its bag, my mother and I went to lunch.

After lunch, it was off to the airport. I expected check in to be a little different since I was checking two cardboard boxes, one of which being a large bicycle. I was originally booked on a United flight, but because United only flies prop planes apparently, I was switched to an American flight to accommodate my bike. An oversize luggage fee later, I was booked on an earlier flight to Dallas instead of Houston and then on to Vancouver.

The flight to YVR was a touch turbulent but pretty uneventful otherwise. The inflight movie was Transcendence with Mr. Depp… Weird one. Shocker. After landing, customs was a breeze and then on to baggage claim. When my bike came around, the bottom of the box that had been stapled apparently came open, but I didn’t have any loose items as they were all zip tied so everything was there. I gathered my gear and got a taxi to my AirBnB.

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I love AirBnb because you get to see parts of the city you’re staying in that you wouldn’t normally and you get to stay in some odd places. Mine here in Vancouver falls under that category. It’s an awesome condo in a 4 story building overlooking downtown Vancouver. It is however a hot box with lots and lots on antiques. There isn’t any air condition and ventilation is non existent but there is a full size knight in armor in the living room (that didn’t scare me at all when I went to the bathroom in the middle of the night).

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Tomorrow I begin. Leaving Vancouver, crossing over into the United States and planning to make my first stop at Larrabee State Park just south of Bellingham, Washington.

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For *Hundreds of Miles

I’m doing it. I’m going to try to do it. Fingers crossed I do it.

Saturday, I leave for a trip that I’ve been wanting to take for a while now. I will be attempting to ride my bicycle from Vancouver, British Columbia to Los Angeles. It will take me just over a month to do it which will depend on a number of things. It will be 1,800~ miles of sights, challenges, food, pedaling, scenery, rain, pedaling, cold, trees, oceans, and pedaling.

Below is the documentary that made me want to do this originally:

FOR THOUSANDS OF MILES – Official Trailer from mike ambs on Vimeo.

This is my route:

Pacific Coast Route

This is my state as of today:

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.

I will begin pedaling on August 4th and am hoping to blog throughout the trip when wifi is available. I’m terrified nervous excited for this trip and I have no idea what to expect. I will be camping in State Parks all along the way. Showering when I can. Shaving never. Meeting people every chance I get. This is a thing. People do this…. maybe just not the people we know.

Oklahoma City Memorial Marathon v3

The 2014 Oklahoma City Memorial Marathon was my third OKC Memorial Marathon and was just as long as I remembered. In terms of time dedicated to the race on Race Day, it was longer.

I did my normal routine on Saturday which is find good food to eat throughout the day and have my last meal around 6:00pm. I had a bachelor party to go to that night. It consisted of staying out for an hour and drinking water. The others had more fun than I did, I bet. After I got back to the house, I prepped my clothes and headed to bed.

I slept beautifully. I got up once to use the bathroom and went right back to bed before my alarm went off at 4am. I got up. Showered (I shower before I work out. No matter event, workout, time, it has to happen.) and put on my race day garb, which this year consisted of my Koda CrossFit Endurance shirt. I had my coffee and headed to the gym to open it up at 5am for the other members who were participating. There, we stretched, rolled out, talked, took care of a few things and we were out the door at 5:35am, right when the rain started.

I coach at SandRidge Energy a few times a week and was able to use my badge to park in their parking garage. It was there that we waited for an hour getting updates on the weather and delays. After a little bit, I was getting restless so I suggested we head to their fitness center across the street. They had a awesome set up: water, toast, granola bars, coffee and most importantly bathrooms. We hung out there until 5 minutes before kick-off which at this point was 8am. After we got in line, where it was still raining, it was announced that we would not start until 8:15. This quickly turned into 8:20 but what was 5 more minutes. Jared Muse, Ryan Cunningham, Michael Bowers and myself were all huddled in a group in our trash bags ready to get this thing underway. 8:20 approached and we were (FINALLY) off.
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  • Start – 168 seconds of silence. Rain. National Anthem. More Rain. Gun goes off. No rain.
  • Mile 1 – Was a little nervous about the weather still. My shirt was still wet. Got worried about those nipples. Thank you quick drying Koda tech t-shirt.
  • Mile 2.2 – What the hell, Ryan!? Bathroom break already? I’ll hold it.
  • Mile 2.5 – There is Danielle. Looking strong at this point of her first marathon. “Man, it’s humid. Could use some of that rain to cool me off.”
  • Mile 3-4 – This part of the race is heading towards The Capitol is usually way prettier than it was this morning. With no sun rising due to cloud cover it was just a dreary run down Lincoln.
  • Mile 5.5-7 – Running through Edgemere Park and Gorilla Hill. Saw Joseph Arguello and Co., David Little, Gary Wood, Katie Johnson, Matt Blose and Staci Jo Welch. This part of the race was very fun as always but what made it better was all the Kodites. Wanted to grab a donut where they were handing out donuts, a glass of champagne where they were handing out champagne and vodka where they were handing out vodka but instead, I just got a water and high fives.
  • Mile 7-8 – This is where the half marathon splits and the full keeps going. It is so loud and exciting at the turn for the half marathon…. and then gets so quiet as soon as the full marathon keeps going. This is really a mental battle here. You have to keep going because you have 18 more miles to go, but with the crowds becoming few and far betweeen, you just have your thoughts to keep you entertained. A lot of those thoughts are of you stopping, so you have to fight yourself for the majority of the remaining miles.
  • Mile 10 – 3rd Relay Exchange point. Got to see Anthony Robb a few other folks at that point. It was encouraging since Classen is an incline the entire way to Wilshire it felt like. I remember thinking, I’m halfway. Halfway to Mile 20 where I’d be only 6 miles out.” That’s what you kind of have to do during such a long event.
  • Mile 11-12 – I kept looking at my watch. My pace was set for 8:00 which would have me finish the marathon in 3 hours and 30 minutes, a lofty goal considering that I weigh a little more than I did last year. I also didn’t get to do my programming like I wanted to. I did all the weekend runs, but was rarely able to do my class during the week because of the increase in popularity. A good problem to have by all means. But I was roughly 40 seconds ahead of my pace after 12 miles and I kept feeling good. I made small goals from here on out to stay the same pace until 14. Until 15. Until 17. Until 18. Until 20.
  • Mile 13.1 – For real halfway. Saw Mrs. Bowers and family as well as Family Solis and Liz Le. It was good to see them and hear their cheers.
  • Mile 14 – With the weather the way it was and the way it was being predicted leading up to Race Day, I knew it would be windy as anything getting out towards Lake Hefner. To my surprise, it was windy, but nothing like I had expected and nothing like the day that we ran our “long run” of 13 miles a few weeks earlier. I was excited about this and was still able to hold my 7:55-8:05 miles. My aunt is always volunteering at the Southwest water stop and luckily, she yelled at me before I passed completely and was able to see her.
  • Mile 17 – Just over the bridge on Grand Blvd over Hefner Parkway. I felt strong on the hills. That’s where I kept passing people. I really like this part of the course, mainly because it’s where we do our weekend runs and I know exactly what is ahead of me. I was able to see Cole, Sharp, Bo and Amanda and her sign, “Free Puppies at the Finish. Hurry!” Cole handed me my ClifBloks which were huge because it gave me a different texture than the ClifShots I had been taken. Plus they’re delicious.
  • Mile 18-20 – Was still feeling great. Holding my pace steady, surprisingly. I was hurting quite a bit last year around this area and was very excited to feel fine. Saw Natasha Bennett and kept running down Grand where we were offered a little bit a shade. It was hot by this point. We weren’t in the wind and the humidity had decreased but the sun was in full effect.
  • Mile 20 – Up the hill on Classen Curve. It’s huge. I cramped last year at this exact point. I didn’t this time. Victory.
  • Mile 21 – Now I’m heading directly south on Classen. Directly south means directly into the wind which had picked up a little it felt like. I was hitting the wall. I convinced myself I’d walk a little. So I did. Felt defeated kind of for doing so. I walked 100m and started running again. I was nervous because I knew it got easier to walk as soon as you felt what walking was like (btw, it feels soooooo good!). After that 100m walk, felt like a got a second wind and was comfortable running again, just at a slower pace.
  • Mile 22-24 – Saw Katie, Matt and Gary again. Grabbed an ice cold water from them which was clutch and kept going. I was really hungry at this point. Grabbed food at every stop that was around. However, I never did get pretzels. That has always seemed like the worst idea to me. Those dry your mouth out like crazy. I always went for the apples and orange and bananas which seemed like there weren’t many food stops this year. Maybe I was just hungrier.
  • Mile 25 – Saw Emily Pomeroy and Trent and their kids. Smiled big and waved. Then 18 steps later, my right hamstring cramped up big time and had to stop right in the middle of an intersection. The guy there asked if I wanted to go to the curb and pointed to the one behind me. Told him, “Can’t go back.” He gave me the Gatorade he had in his pocket. I was thankful and after about 30 seconds, I was off running again.
  • Mile 26.1 – The 2 or 3 miles leading up to this point seem to take forever. You want it to be over so bad and you can’t seem to make it any faster. Here, I had already made my last turn and the crowd was getting bigger and bigger as I made my way down broadway. I see Kip and then my left hamstring cramps. I don’t stop because I don’t want to stop with thousands right there watching me so I fight through it and finally make it across the finish line in 3 hours 38 minutes and 12 seconds.
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I was finished. I had completed my 6th marathon. I was very proud of my time and how I did throughout the race. Learned a few things and am excited to hear other people’s stories of their day. Congratulations to all the participants and everyone who had a part in the race from Koda CrossFit. Might I add that those shirts looked good out there.

Oklahoma City Memorial Marathon | 5 Weeks Out

Less Than 5 Weeks

April 27th is right around the corner but don’t worry, we still have 5 weeks. Those following my programming for the first time may feel as if you are not prepared for a full marathon or half marathon because you haven’t covered the miles that you did in your previous training schedules. Trust me. You’re right on track and right where you need to be. You’re healthy, you don’t have nagging injuries and most importantly, you’re still running.

Our One and Only Long Run

For the runners out there that are worried because they haven’t had a “long” run, you’ll get your shot this weekend. The marathoners will be running a half marathon and the half marathoners will be running 8 miles. These will both be completed at RACE PACE. What does “race pace” mean? I hope by now, you have a goal time in mind on race day. Hopefully, you’ve been thinking about that time when completing our Sunday runs. This Sunday, you’ll have to focus on that race pace A LOT. It’s slower than what we’ve been running. That’s the point of CrossFit Endurance. When we take to the roads this weekend, you cannot go out fast. If you do anything right this weekend, make sure that it is this. Going out fast will ruin you for the later miles.

Nutrition

As we’re getting closer to Race Day, you should be thinking about your nutrition and have hopefully began practicing with it. This weekend will be a great opportunity for you to practice your Race Day nutrition and how to effectively use it. As a general rule, if you’ve been trying your hand at gels, you’ll want to take those every 60 minutes. I try to take one every six miles. My favorites are the ClifShots in Lemon Lime flavor and Chocolate. When it comes to hydration, don’t let yourself become thirsty. By that point, it may be too late. Drink regularly. This weekend on our run, I will try to have a water stop along the way for everyone to grab on the way out and on the way back in. As we get closer to the Oklahoma City Memorial Marathon, we will be going over game plans for Race Day, but have one going into our long run this weekend. Anyone and everyone is welcome. See you Sunday at 11am.
-Ryan Doonkeen, CrossFit Endurance Trainer

Half Marathoners Route

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Marathoners Route

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Throwback Thursday – Blog v4.1

I shan’t be updating you on the previous 9 months of my life with this blog post since my server was hacked and lost my old website. Luckily, I had saved all my previous posts and most importantly, rediscovered my Xanga. Retrieved all my posts and uploaded them to this site! This will be my 4th version of a blog so without further ado… post one:

#tbt to those Xanga entries from July 2005 to August 2009, complete with song lyrics as titles.