homemade

Last night Tim and I had Jess, Beth and the other guy for dinner! I was having a good day and I wanted to share it.

On the menu:

A spicy eggplant and roasted tomato salad: homemade

A Morocco classic dish : Lamb 'tagine' with almonds, prunes and apricots : homemade

Some great chocolate cookies from Beth : homemade

Mango ice cream ...full cream and sugar: homemade

Wine from Taler and Meredith that Tim brought home: I could say homemade!

laughs, good time and friends: homemade...

I want to make croissants...

Knowlton

The house is almost empty...I lived there for 8 years...Well not that much because of all the travel days I have in bank but that was my house, my first one. I never thought I would live somewhere else...I was born in that small town , Knowlton, my parents live's in town and my bro not very far either. My grands parents a couple k's down the road and my grand-ma in the next town over. My friends from school,  all the roads, trails, mountains that I trained on all those years...The first 33 years of my life that become a great memory.

Changes are not a bad thing.

they make you grow.

I will always be from Knowlton , QC but now I live happily in Beverly, MA with my husband Tim , my dog Vitesse and I am building memories...

riding my bike around

                         Jess and Me (Tim I stole your helmet again!)
                           That was the speed of our ride...awesome!
                                                    Coffee stop 

Jesse called yesterday and asked if I would ride today.  The last couple invitation I refused but today I was ready to hit the road. I haven't been riding for the last 3 weeks and thats ok.

We had a very nice ride around all the roads that I never remember  even if I've been there a million times... "Remember we drove here on the moto?" Euh no do NOT remember because when Im on the back seat ( usually !) I looked everywhere and I do NOT focuse on the road ...

Anyway, riding with Jess is like riding with my little brother. We shoot the S*&^! . After 1 hour of the 3 hres we were suppose to do  Jess said " its a coffee ride day today" He looked at me thinking that I was going to say no to a stop in the middle of a training ride...because thats how I used to think. But instead I said sure Jess I would love to. We did and I loved it. For the first time in a while I felt like I was riding my bike around....Thanks Jesse.

Tim

This morning I wish I could've turn over and hug you...But the reach was farther than the other side of our king bed...  my arm was too short to reach Portland, OR!

Don't worry I know why you're there and I understand. 

miss you 

Muddy Moose

                                                                          Tara and me 
                                                                         Matty O 
                                                                The two beauty

I just got back from running a trail race in NH. It was fun. Hard. 14 miles of ups and downs, mud, rocks and nice people.

Last week I asked Tara to do it with me. She's the wife of Tim's good friend Matt. I have only met her twice before but I liked her. Today I was proud of her. She had never ran that long before, she was scared and very nervous.. but she did it. On the drive back there was only the two of us in the truck(Matt as a good cyclist decided to ride back after helping us with the mental preparation!!) and we talked about everything. She made me feel very comfortable and most of all she understand. We are very similar. 

I told her that this was a challenge even for me. Its must suck for the other one to look at me and see that Im not suffering... trust me I do suffer but I hide it pretty well I think . 

There is some times where you can hide it and thats ok but other times you shouldn't, when the suffering come from the inside. Today I didn't suffer. For me thats a +. Yes my legs hurt but not my mind.

Thanks Tara for accepting this challenge for yourself, Matt and the 2 little one's for the cheering along the course and for the beautiful sunshine.

Just say it

Tell your mom that you love her... Not because its mother's day but because you mean it.

Maman je t aime.

March 2008

http://lynesgazelles.blogspot.com/

check it out.

Sunny day...everyday

Today its raining. The perfect day to play outside in the yard.
I made a nice circle with some big flat blue stone. I'm ready for some BBQing time and a glass of wine with some friends...and the smell of the 'barby '( thats for Rory)! I never got the chance to start and finish that kind of project before. I was always in and out, traveling , racing and in my luggage...always ready to go. Racing my bike took all my time and energy. People would ask me my hobby's and I couldn't really answer...I realized that again I was thinking to much about my bike and not enough about life. I am starting slowly to discover new things that I like doing. And everyday my days get filled with satisfaction. I'm discovering my own self. That right. ME.

dog 's life

Hi my name is Vitesse. I love to lick, actually I can't hold my licker!!

I am very lucky because Lyne and Tim take very good care of me. Every morning when I start farting beside the bed (on Lyne's side because I know Tim will not get up...) she get's up and takes me outside in our cool yard. I love that they don't cut the grass much because its more comfy when I squat to do my things...then if I'm annoying enough I will be able to get my bowl of food early...usually with Lyne. When I get fed by Tim, he makes me wait till 9am sometimes...starving...

Today I walked for a while on the pavement ...I really wanted to go to the beach and sniff all kinds of dead fish and crabs, but Lyne needed to walk I guess...then at the end of the walk we stopped at Lynch park and got on the beach . YEEEEEEAAHHHHH I went crazy!! running around without a leash, great! love it! love it.! I think I drank too much salt water ...For some reason I know its not good for me but I still do it. Once I got home I made myself comfy and slept for a good 5 hrs. Short nap. Jealous Tim? before dinner I went to the beach again but on our way there I couldn't hold it and squatted in front of a very nice house with some long soft grass... Perfect. Lyne was not so happy. My salt water from the morning didn't help my situation I guess and Lyne had to borrow some scott towel(chesterfield??) from a guy walking down the street that saw the mess and wanted to help her...clean the grass!!! or even my ass!

Got to the beach again and saw some friends. ran around alot and then I got hungry. Ate food really fast and then crashed out on the couch waiting for Lyne to go to bed, thats life...love it!

I forgot..

What you see in the plate in front of Stacey is not ours....NOT!

You can try that great and local seafood at 'Woodman's of Essex' , 121 main st Essex MA.

An Angel from Minnesota

I met Stacey in march 2007 while I was in Santa Barbara with Tim. The first min that I met her I knew I liked her. She was like a sister right away. Someone that you don't feel pressure from. Someone who makes you feel like you've deserved everything and not feel bad about it . Someone that cares about you. Someone who is ...nice ...very very nice.

I'd emailed her a couple of times but not enough. Like I said ,I'm working on friendship...She would email back...everytime. She would say words that made me feel better. Yup I haven't felt great a lots of times and she was there. Not knowing really who she was responding too but did.

She came to see us here in Beverly, she flew from Colorado and spent 3 days with us. We did nothing special . Together, talking and taking time to breathe. We didn't do much but when she left I felt like a new wind just blew by leaving my mind fresh.

She is life. An example of strength and love for all her friends. She takes care of each one of them . She is life and I am so thankful that I know her.

keeping my mind busy

I did that today...
I did everything...on my list and some. I went nuts. A little too much. Sometimes thats what I do. Oh! no thats what I've been doing ...for a lots of years. Always too much. TOO MUCH THINKING and NOT ENOUGH LIVING...

5 30 am

Coffee shop :

Because its the first thing I think about in the morning; atomicafe.com

John and Andrew are the best owners and long time friend of Tim.

Vitesse and Me

Here I come!!

I always thought blogs were not my piece of cake...

But hey, its never too late to tell everyone about the cool things you did, the countries you visited, the sunset in Australia that you saw, the nice people you've met, all the life experiences that you want to share...
Its also never too late to tell them about some feelings that you had, some tears that you sniffled and some flowers that you gave.
Or to tell them how lucky you are to live...no really.
I am starting this blog today because I have a lot to say and I want YOU to take whatever piece of that cake and do whatever you want with it. At least try it!
lyne

La vie

Today life was very good to me.

I think that in the last couple of years, I have met great people that could've been my friends... but I didn't let them.
I need friends . We all do. I want another chance...for friendship.