Life Since July

August.

August always hits with a vengeance and she doesn’t loosen her grip until the end.  Whew! It’s been a ride thus far!

Let’s rewind to the very last week of July when myself and the wives sent our boys to surprise Shaun in California.  Clint and Shaun have been best buddies since they were kids and having him move away earlier this year was a little more tough then I think even they anticipated.  What a fun process it was pulling this off.  I think it’s safe to say they had an incredible time.

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So of course while the boys were away, the girls did play!  Dinner, drinks, Kipp Moore and a little Miranda with these wild cats made for a pretty stellar Saturday evening.

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And then came August, along with my whirlwind month of on the road work.   From August 1st through August 18th I was only in the office for two full days.   My role takes me into my High Schools and our Center’s to meet with College Early Start students and parents.  This is the only time of the year that my role puts me in direct contact with students and it’s most definitely a nice contrast to the procedures and processes my role brings the rest of the academic year.

This first week of August I was out every single day which made the mornings early and evenings late.  Thank goodness for laptops that give me access to my desktop and processing system otherwise I’d have far more grey hair then I already cover!😉

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Moving along…

Friday, August 5th gave way to a Country Heat Live pop-up class at the YMCA to allow folks to try out the new format, give feedback and win some sweet prizes.  We had a blast dancing our way through some good music and cheesy, but awesome, moves.  Next one is this Friday, August 26th at 5:30pm if you want to give it a go!

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Friday evening was a scheduled double date with Trasa, but work and tired husbands gave way to just a girls date to a quiet tucked away bar in Gretna followed by a few hours at Office West tavern catching up with Heidi.   My heart strings were pulled a wee bit when I rolled home several hours later then anticipated to a garage door open and light on.   It’s always the small things, folks.  Always.

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It should come as no surprise when I tell you I got back on the road on Saturday, August 6th.  This day had me road tripping to Des Moines as a guest instructor for the Iowa Beachbody Coaches Network for their Super Saturday quarterly event.  What a BLAST we had!   First time they’ve ever had a LIVE workout during the event, so they definitely soaked it up.  It gave me a great opportunity to meet some folks who are interested in becoming a certified instructor, and I am looking forward to seeing those relationships continue to grow.   I LOVE seeing new instructors in the field.

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This event also got me connected with Angela again who was one of the first gals to go through a Country Heat Live Certification with me.  She’s KILLING it in her community with this offering.

Just love watching people take on new challenges and rocking them.  Makes my heart so happy to watch them bloom.

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Once the event wrapped up mid-afternoon I high tailed it back to Omaha and straight out to Clint’s new shop to close out the night with him, our friends and their kiddos.   Perfect ending to a great weekend and whirlwind travel week!

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And then the fury that is August continued.   Monday, August 8th, Kayla and I boarded an 8:30pm flight straight to Denver for a 36 hour fly by the seat of our pants trip to hang with Megan and Eric Church.

Ya.  You read that right.

It all started with a joke on FB between Kayla and I about going to Red Rocks to see Eric Church.  Fast forward a few weeks and we received a text from Megan stating “I have your tickets, now book your flights”.

And so, we did!

Now, I need you to know a little about Kayla and I.  In High School, we liked to go on road trips together and like clockwork, we’d get “lost”.   Legit, don’t know how we got here, type of lost.  So, it came as NO surprise that when we landed in Denver, we got separated on the underground shuttle that takes you to baggage claim.

I got on, she didn’t.  We stared at each other through the glass for a split second in disbelief, and then I lost it.   I was laughing, the people next to me were laughing, she laughed, and off we went.

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We reunited and off we went to Megan’s for some late night beers underneath the Denver sky to close out a pretty great Monday night.

We had a low-key start to our Tuesday before heading out to Red Rocks with Megan’s friends Kelsey and Kelly for some incredible tailgating with the most insane views I have ever seen.  Breathtaking.  If you’ve never been to Red Rocks, please go.  Book it, experience it, hike it, enjoy it.  I can’t wait to go back!

Those lights in the background are what makes up downtown Denver.   Obviously poor quality iPhone pics don’t allow you to see the skyscrapers, but trust me, this view of Denver is incredible.

And that little cutie on stage known as Eric Church ain’t half bad either.  😉

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And then Wednesday morning came and we were on our way back to the airport for our trip home.

36 hours.

Whirlwind trip.

Worth it 100 times over.

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Once back home, it was back to work for two solid days of traveling before a double certification weekend.  Like I said… in like a Lion that month of August is!

Saturday, August 13th I traveled to Knoxville, IA to certify 5 new instructors in Country Heat Live.  What a FUN crew they were and what an incredible facility.  Knoxville always takes care of me.

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Sunday, August 14th sent me to Clarinda to host a TurboKick Live certification at the Lied Center.  This was a full circle moment for me since Clarinda is my hometown and where I began my group fitness instructing so many years ago.

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More to come on these certifications later.😉

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The week of August 15th had me on the road again for the first half of the week, but we managed to squeeze in a double date Wednesday night with a Harley ride down to Classic Cafe in Malvern, IA for dinner.   If you’ve never been and you live around us, MAKE THIS TRIP!  You will not be disappointed in this little gem of a Cafe/Bar/Restaurant.

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Friday, August 19th Tyree, Claire and I were to go to River Riot concert, but, due to pending bad weather it was postponed, so we went to dinner at Perry’s Place before calling it an early night.  A nice little catch-up session with the girls.   Saturday, August 20th had me working at IWCC from 11-8pm for Welcome Week activities and Reiver Fest.  Back to COLLEGE time for students!

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And we managed to close out Saturday night with Seth and Jen in Malvern for his 40th birthday, complete with confetti!

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Is August up yet?  Nope!  Sunday, August 21st sent me over to Omaha Blue Waves Fitness  to work through some TurboKick certification items with a few ladies in the morning and then I literally crashed on the couch the rest of the day with a few beers.  This chick was WHOOPED!

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 I admit I sometimes have no idea if I am coming or going, but I am living in the moment, soaking as much of it in as I possibly can.  Stress?  Smile.   Irritated?  Laugh at it.   Choose to make the most and the best of every situation when you can.

And with that, August continues…

Cheers!

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2 Wheeled Weekend Shenanigans | July 16th, 2016

 

Impromptu “hey, let’s ride” texts tend to always produce unpredictable days.  Unplanned, unrehearsed, let’s just go with it kinda fun.

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And the personalities that come with it?

Seriously.

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Tyree went with a very extra special look for the day.   It garnered a few glances from unknowing townsfolk and multiple laughs from us.

Zero cares, folks.  Zero cares.

And that kinda free spirit is why I hang out with these animals.

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The pretty princess look was in for about 2.5 seconds as well.

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The July Birthday Party Bar celebration in Pacific Junction that we just happened to stumble into ended up leading to a golf cart ride through the community.

Only in small towns do you get this kind of service.

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Thanks, sir.   We dig your cruising style.

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Our next stop landed us at the Wild’s where Tracey discovered her secret stash of toilet paper.

Tails for days.  It’s the new thing.

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We stayed at this bar for so long we ran into this green loving beauty.

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And recruited one more to the shenanigans.

Heyyyy Elise, hey!

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A random day of nonsense.  Always a good time with these crazies.  I unfortunately bounced early due to a rager of a headache and a birthday party to freshen up for.   But we clearly managed to pack some fun into this short and sweet day.

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Cheers till next time, ladies.❤

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Algona Freedom Rally | 2016

Another motorcycle rally in the books and my eyes, liver and throttle hand are all still functioning, which is always questionable going in and appreciated coming out.

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This year we took off one day earlier in order to pick out our prime camping spot.  We tend to gravitate towards the shaded, secluded sections so we can enjoy our beers under the trees and the morning zz’s without the sun-glare.  Although, sleeping is questionable with the constant competition of who can hit their rev limiters the most.  Prime time for that activity?  Between midnight and 4:30am.   It’s a campground wide past time amongst the town idiots.

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Our little slice of camping heaven.

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The first crack of beer after home-base setups are complete is always the best beer of the weekend.

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So what kind of Algona festivities went down in 2016?   Well, if you followed along on snap you saw the stuff I can’t share permanently.  Hello land of the free.  And by free, we mean really free.   I never do get over the zero cares some of these folks carry around… or leave back at their campsite.

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We did find Verlene.  Do y’all remember her from our 2015 float trip?  That ol’ gal sure gets around.

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The time was well spent by lounging, drinking, walking the campgrounds, people watching, motorcycle game watching, music listening and just relaxing with friends with zero cares, obligations or schedules dictating our lives for 4 days.  It was fabulous.  Next year I’m bringing a yard game of some sort to add to the daytime festivities.

The Highlight Reel:

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Liz got off pretty easy this year on the hug game.  Clint left the shine at home, so the hugs weren’t nearly as alcohol induced, but still abundant.

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When traveling through the campground, one must always have your drinks handy.  You never know where you’ll park the bike.  Liz has clearly played this game a time or two before…

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And Clint wins by just strapping on the whole cooler.  Beers for all!

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It’s still possible to be cute when camping, even when hair doesn’t get washed for days.   Bandana’s are a girls best friend for evah.

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From Clint to Steve…

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Algona 2016 went down with some great memories for the memory bank.

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Cheers to another incredible Algona Freedom Rally.

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Special Thanks to:

June 2016 Wrap-Up

Final two weekends of June in review starring:

Harley’s, Beers, Best Buds and the Hubs.

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Two weekends ago I parked the Jeep on a Thursday night and didn’t get back in it until the following Monday morning.   I miss those days like summers past.  Teaching + Summers Off = no 4 wheels unless I had to.  Life now doesn’t give me that luxury anymore, so when I get the opportunity, I take full advantage!

Friday, June 17th

Jeans Day Friday’s is my favorite day of the work week.  These have only been implemented in the last year and when it did, my Harley and I sent a Thank You note to our President.

No, I am definitely not kidding.

This was big time, kids.  BIG TIME!

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An invite to Testicle Festival in South Bend, NE with a group of friends had us on the road for a fun little Friday.

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An evening of cold beers and fried testicles?  How could you say no to that?  ;)  After a handful of hours, four of the five couples in attendance decided to ride down to Louisville to Heron Bay, my fave little bar on the river.  Unfortunately some bike issues had Tracey and I sidelined while we waited for the boys to work their magic a few miles back.   The neighborhood dogs didn’t much appreciate our presence, however, the neighbors were eager to help out a few damsels in distress.  Even offered a beer while we waited.  Thanks small town Nebraska.

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Soon after we were rolling on home to a sweet lightening show and a few sprinkles.  A most perfect and serene Friday night ride.  Some of the best!

Saturday, June 18th

Each year Tyree and I head out on a Thelma and Louise day, without the lunatic ending.  The last few years we’ve used it as a not-so-dry run to the annual B!tch run.  I like to test out my map, check the roads, notify the bar owners of the date and use that day as my chance to make any necessary adjustments, which works out perfect.  Our day began at 10am and we were off!

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Slightly overcast in the morning but after a few of these ridiculous shots of hell, recommended by a bar patron, we were nice and warmed up.

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Many miles, new friends and laughter later, our photos always turn into nonsense.

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Certainly nothing to do with these…

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Now the question is, were these our shots of schnapps and crown … or something more yummy and a new location?

We don’t shot and tell.

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A perfectly magnificent Thelma and Louise day and have the 11th Annual B!tch Run nailed down.  Check Check to another lovely June summer day.

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Sunday, June 19th – Father’s Day

Due to an unfortunate last minute Fathers Day plan cancellation courtesy of an illness,  I found myself flying solo Father’s Day morning.

Which was a-ok with me!

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I set out mid-morning for some solo riding, of which are most often my favorite rides.  I started riding 12 years ago and when I wasn’t on a poker run (which seemed to be every single weekend back in the day), I rode on my own during the weekdays.   I’d set out in a direction and go, just me and my Sporty.   I was in a deep transition period both physically and mentally while I was closing out my life in Clarinda and making the plans for a clean slate in Omaha.  It’s those solo rides that always put everything into perspective and truly helped define who I was.  I still love those solo rides and heading out on Father’s Day Sunday was like a breath of fresh air.  I rode all the backroads leading out of NE into IA for a few hours and then soon found myself in Clarinda, crashing Clint’s fathers day plans with his dad, Kyle and the rest of the fam bam.   Ok, so I didn’t crash it, I was always welcome, but I had planned to be elsewhere, so I like to say I crashed it.🙂

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They had just gotten in from riding the horses around the acreage when I rolled in.   How cute is this pic of Clint and Kyle?   They are alike in so many ways.

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A few hours of shooting the shit, beers and dinner on the breezeway was a perfect ending to what started out as a botched Sunday.

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And then it was time to roll!

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For my two-wheeled riders, you know how much gravel sucks.   But, I’ll do it.  Just give me time.

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Tuesday, June 21st.

Justin Bieber – Lincoln, NE.

Brooke had some extra tickets.

Jessica asked, “wanna go?”

I said, “You bet!”

Belieber?  Nope.   Life experiences?  Yep.

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Bieber was a total douche on stage, lacked enthusiasm in the worst way imaginable, rarely interacted with the audience and was so self-righteous he paused to take at least 6 water breaks during the concert and made a complete spectacle of it by pausing all music, standing center stage, spotlight on him.

While he chugged a water bottle.

Really, Biebs?  REALLY?

Get over yo’self.

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Thursday, June 23rd

Dillon Brother’s Throttle Thursday

A quick ride out to Dillon’s with Jen and Tracey followed up by a night cap at Dr. Jack’s was just the ticket for a Thursday night.  And some wheelie riding idiots got a taste of a certain sassy blondes mouth too!  :)

The moral of that story:

  1. Don’t be an idiot.
  2. Stay in your own lane.
  3. And for pete’s sakes…  STOP doing wheelies down Maple Street, idiots!

Have I mentioned how much I love Summer?   All the Fun!  All the Fun!

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Friday, June 24th 

Date night with my hubby and my first glance at his newest bulletin board!  Walkup Woods is coming along, folks!

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Saturday, June 25th

A day of riding through Southwest Iowa with Tina, dodging rain drops and rain clouds.

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A few hours spent with Troy, Sara and their two girls in the late afternoon before heading back to Omaha for dinner with Clint, his mom and Gaylen rounded out Saturday and as for Sunday, an early afternoon INSANITY class followed by some pool and sun time with Claire and Briton.  I might have gotten schooled on Shopkins too.🙂

 

Basically,

Summer needs to NEVER end. 

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Cheers!

 

Ozarks 2016 | Girls Trip

Another girls trip to Jessica’s moms on the Lake of the Ozarks is now in the books and as always, it came and went far too quickly. The trip never disappoints and I’m always impressed at the amount of booze a few chicks can consume.

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What I love most about this little trip is it’s with girls who are laid back, free spirits, trustworthy, not worried about nor ever even mentioned body image/swimsuit comfort levels, accepting, supportive and of course crazy fun.

That’s a combination worthy of repetition.

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Our crew of 5 left the Omaha area around noon on a Thursday and headed South to meet up with the Des Moines crew of 2.   We all made it around the 6 o’clock hour and headed to the grocery store to pick up our food and drink for the weekend.

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Our plan for the next few days: to drink, eat and be merry and never once leave the premises with the exception of a boat ride or Jet Ski ride.

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Mission: Accomplished.

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We drank.  

A lot.

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Don’t you worry your pretty little faces.   We killed the beers too.

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We swam.

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We sunbathed with Joey

 

Most of all we made sure to have zero cares.

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We PiYo’d by the lake each morning.

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And cooled off by jumping into the lake, immediately following, fully clothed.   Because how else would you do it?

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We sang Karaoke.  

And by “we” I mean everyone but me!🙂

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We took a boat ride thanks to Jeff and Donna, the two greatest hosts of all time!

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Enjoyed dinners together on the patio.

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And also where we chatted well into the late hours of the night watching some of the most beautiful sunsets you could see.

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And maybe even creeped on the neighbors a bit.  

#glasshouse

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Oooh girl… I’m telling.

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Snuggle time at the top of the stairs for no real reason other then it sounded like a great idea.

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We even enjoyed a few evening walks…

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 or skips, if you were Jess and I.

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And sometimes we had a little too much drinky drinky before the noon hour.

No judgement.   Vacay.

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Basically our weekend was full of laughter, sunshine, tan lines, sun burns for a few, booze, food, entertaining girl talk, a few happy tears and a ton of awesome memories that leave us talking about it for weeks to come.

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Yet another amazing Ozarks trip in the books.   I’m already scheduling in my head the next one.  

Donna – next weekend cool?

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Cheers!