Sunday, February 8, 2015

Green means go!

We all should know by now that exercise reduces risk of breast cancer and recurrence.  Study after study has proven this and even mainstream media has reported on it....so it must be true:)  But is it possible to exercise TOO MUCH and INCREASE the risk, especially the risk of recurrence if you have already undergone treatment for breast cancer? Now, what sort of crazy person possibly exercises TOO much? In my opinion no one, but some may say you're lookin' at her!  I'm not just talking about exercising, I'm talking about doing epic things.  Prior to breast cancer my cycling career was gravitating toward challenging, ultra-endurance type events.  I competed in multi-day mountain bike stage races including TransAlp Challenge, TransRockies, and Breck Epic.  I raced ultra-distance events such as the Lumberjack 100 and Park City Point to Point.  In fact, the year of my diagnosis, I was planning to race the BC Bike Stage Race with a friend.  

Breast cancer changes things.  Although I have successfully returned to racing and even competed in some longer distance events (True Grit 50, Moab Rocks Stage Race), I haven't felt the gravitational pull to do ultras.  I have been feeling so good and believe I am physically capable.  And after undergoing cancer treatment twice, I KNOW I am mentally capable.  So why haven't I done any ultras?  I think in the back of my mind I have wondered if perhaps such grueling events are bad for my health.  Health comes first.    

Recently,  I have been feeling the urge to do something epic, and although I don't have a clear picture of what event(s) I want to do and how I will get there, I needed an answer.  Would this be detrimental to my health and increase my risk of recurrence?  The theory being too much or too intense of exercise causes inflammation in the body making the environment more favorable for cancer cells to proliferate.  I have had people I respect 'suggest' this to me. (Note: I have had many more people I respect say excessive/intense/extreme exercise is perfectly safe for me). Regardless, the thought that training and racing could possibly increase my risk for recurrence lingers in the back of my mind. To get a conclusive answer I contacted Dr. Melinda Irwin, Professor at Yale, who dedicates her profession to studying breast cancer and exercise. Note: Who knew it was so easy to find an email for a Yale professor and to get a response within a day!!!!!  

Dr. Irwin's response:

"Thank you for your email!!! Sounds like you are doing everything right!!! Since you have been active for many years, you can exercise at levels much higher than the average person…so you are less likely to experience any detrimental side effects of intense exercise. Any risks would simply be muscular injury related, but you are very likely lowering your risk for recurrence and mortality".

Basically Dr. Irwin just gave me the green light to do as I please with my cycling career!  

Hmmm.......dreaming of this.....it just so happens that this race is in January and in 2016 will be exactly 5 years from my original diagnosis....

Sunday, February 1, 2015

4 years

January 25, 2011 was the day we received the news I had breast cancer.  While I don't think about that specific day too often, Shannon and I do acknowledge it by taking a January "trip".  In 2012 we went to Hawaii.  In 2013 we went to Mexico.  In 2014, we went to the OR for surgery which definitely doesn't count.  and this year we traveled to Nicaragua.  We are celebrating health, building memories, and getting out of Utah in the midst of winter!

Why Nicaragua?  We are interested in traveling to places off the beaten path.  Where there is unspoiled natural beauty; and since I can only tolerate laying on a beach for about 5 minutes without getting bored, adventure must abound.  I also love learning about new cultures and since I know un poco Espanol, practicing is fun.  We don't need 5-star accommodations, but we do need good food.  Warm is good too:)  Central America fits the bill perfectly; and we chose Nicaragua.   The photos really do say it all!

After a day and a half of travel to the pacific coast of Nicaragua, we were greeted by this sunset. 
 It was really special; little did we know that every night would be equally beautiful.
On this trip, Shannon informed me that we have been together for 20 years.  20 years!!!!!  I think he is mistaken, but regardless it is a loooong time!
After all this time, we still kinda like each other:)

The beeches seemed deserted and it felt like we had them to ourself
We didn't miss a single sunset
I took a lesson and surfed for the first time.  I quickly learned that no matter what, surfing ends with a crash.  Sometimes it was more graceful than others:)  
I could get used to the beach bum lifestyle if it involved Nicaragua and surfing!
We surfed till dusk
and explored the beach rocks.  you never know what is around the corner...
It was a bit of a sketchy hike, that could only be done at low tide, 
but the payoff was a beautiful sand dune.  
The locals called this area "Shark's Bay".  I was told the sharks in Nica are gentle.  Hmmm. 
Bikes are a primary means of transportation in rural Nica.  Our condo came with bikes for us to use.  We rode these bikes to nearby Playa Gigante which is a town that is actually on the map.  I guess I was putting out mega wattage; I broke the rusty pedal at the axle.  
Food at the government controlled grocery stores is very expensive in Nicaragua.  For this reason, many Nicaraguan's live on self-sustained farms where they grow all of their food.  This particular farm used an adapted bicycle to supply power to their irrigation system.  RAD!
We then traveled from the Pacific coast to Ometepe Island on Lake Nicaragua.  There are two volcanos on Ometepe.  This is Maderas.  It is not a live volcano.

Ferry ride to Ometepe.  It was a bumpy ride.
My mantra was "I will not get seasick, I will not get seasick"!
Afterwards, Shannon said he thought we were going to capsize.  It was rough! 

Ometepe is full of monkeys.  There are Congos, White-faced, and Howler. 
 If you look closely, you can see the baby monkey on momma's tail.

We immediately starting exploring with a kayak tour
Concepcion from our kayak.  There is always cloud cover at the top of the volcanos.  
This particular volcano is live.  
We were living dangerously on a small island with a live volcano. 
 It has not erupted since 2009.  
Beauty was around every corner on Ometepe

These palmas are over 200 years old.  
Mayan petroglyphs on Ometepe Island.
On our 8+ hour hike up Maderas, we came across leaf cutter ants.  The ants use their incisors to cut leaves.  They then form a procession and carry the leaves back to their "home" where the leaves are used for compost.  In the moist environment mushrooms grow which the ants eat.  
Leaf cutters are self-sustained ants.  I found them fascinating.  
The Maderas hike was the hardest I have ever done.  It was steep, rooty, muddy, and slippery.  
Going down was just as difficult as going up.  
It was like a whole different damp world up there!
Once we summited, we descended for another 20 minutes to this lake.  
Green is my favorite color.  So many shades of green on Maderas!
It was a typically, foggy day at the top of Maderas.
Like I said, the hike down was treacherous
Concepcion from a lookout on Maderas
We hiked, and hiked, and hiked for 8+ hours!
At the base of Maderas is a coffee farm.  These are the coffee trees that supply much of Seattle with boutique coffee.  The coffee was just harvested in December.
This is the equipment that cuts and removes skin from the coffee beans.
The beans are then spread in the sun to dry and the best beans are selected
We became adventurous with our eating.  
This was a hidden treasure we found with excellent smoothies and homemade Nutella! 
The sunrise on Ometepe was just as spectacular as the sunsets!
Nicaraguans love bikes just as much as us!
The day after we hiked Maderas, we circumnavigated the volcano.  
We rode these fine steeds for over 40 miles.  The bikes held up fine until 9 k to go where my freewheel broke.  We tried to use vines to fix it, which actually kind of worked for ~3k.  
A Nicaraguan girl doing her own laundry.
The homes are simple and modest; clearly there is much poverty.  But the people of Nicaragua are some of the nicest and happiest people I have ever come across.  
Something to be said for simple living and that money doesn't necessarily buy happiness.  
Hard at work on a Sunday building a church.
No need to wait for a driver's license; 
the local children use horses and bikes for transportation 
just like their parents.
Checking out the volcano we hiked on our last day on Ometepe. 
 I love the consistency of the cloud cover at the top.
Horses wandering the beach just outside our casita
There are very few cars on Ometepe.  This is what a traffic jam looks like!
The white-faced monkeys like to beg for bananas
Cooking up plantains like a local.  They call them tostones.  
The local laundromat.
Concepcion and Maderas from our ferry leaving the island
On our return to the airport in Managua, we made a short stop in Granada.  Granada is a colorful and beautiful city and is considered the most historic city in Nicaragua.  
Although we only visited for an hour, the city clearly had a great vibe.

Nicaragua exceeded my expectations in every way possible.  It is beautiful, the people are kind, the food is off the charts healthy and delicious, and adventure abounds.  My post-cancer treatment body also exceeded my expectations.  Despite many "normal" people experiencing illness and digestive issues when traveling to 3rd world countries, I was delighted that my body held up just fine.  

Here's to many more years of celebration and adventure both on and off the bike........

Tuesday, December 30, 2014

2014 Reflection: A year of change, rebuilding, and acceptance

2014 has come to a close.  Four years ago, if you asked me what my life would look like in 2014, my response would have been much different than reality.  This year has definitely been a year of change, rebuilding, and acceptance, however even though it isn't exactly what I envisioned 2014 looking like four years ago, the year started AND ended with good health which makes it a pretty fabulous year!

The numbers, as they often do, have a direct correlation to fun factor.  If my calculations are correct, I spent over 450 hours on the bike and 70+ hours of cross training (weights, running, hiking, skate skiing, etc).  Like I said, 2014 had plenty of fun!

It also had quite a bit of change. In January, after weeks of Salt Lake City's notoriously poor air quality and feeling under house arrest to preserve our health, Shannon and I put what was supposed to be our 'forever' home on the market.  My health simply can not wait for Utah legislature to get their act together and make the changes necessary to have an immediate impact on air quality...

Allowing this type of pollution from refineries is, to put it bluntly, allowing murder


Moving day

By April we had moved into temporary housing and in June we moved into our new 'forever' home in Park City.  It was a ton of work and definitely a team effort (my Mom put a roof over our heads when we were between homes and served as our real estate agent), however every time I drive into Salt Lake's haze I feel grateful to live in the mountains.  So, so, so grateful!  The world class mountain biking outside our door is definitely an extra bonus!  Did I mention how grateful I am?!?!!!

The view of Salt Lake City's air pollution from the mountains

A year of rebuilding:  While chemotherapy and radiation for my recurrence culminated in 2013, I still had one big hurdle to overcome in 2014.  In January, I underwent a bilateral salpingo oophorectomy (which means my ovaries and fallopian tubes were removed).  I have blogged quite a bit about the reasoning for this surgery so I won't go into the details again, but in my particular situation oophorectomy was not only indicated, it was necessitated.  I wanted this surgery like I want a hole in my head.  After all, having your ovaries removed puts you into immediate and permanent menopause and all menopause's glorious side effects.  Definitely not part of my life plan; especially at 38!  But it was what it was and I accepted it.


Surgery day.  Woke up feeling good and relieved to just have it done!  

My first ride post-op.  
Lifting your leg over a bike is surprisingly difficult post-abdominal surgery; hence the ladder.  
It probably took a solid 6 months for me to tolerate "normal" clothes 
rubbing on my sensitive abdomen.  Yoga pants became my best friend!
(Note:  Man am I glad to not be sporting this hair-do anymore:)


I won't sugar coat it.  Menopause has been challenging both physically and emotionally.  I get embarrassed and honestly a bit annoyed that I can relate to 50-somethings when they are experiencing a hot flash.  Almost one year after surgery I still experience nightly hot flashes. (although they are much less intense than they were over the summer-perhaps because I have learned to turn the thermostat waaaay down before bed).  While 50-somethings like to joke about it, and I do like a good joke, menopause is still no joking matter for me.....In fact, I cringe a bit even saying the word....menopause, menopause, menopause.  Haha.  

Back to rebuilding:  Even with menopause (cringe:) my body has once again shown resilience and has rebuilt into resemblance of a bike racer. 



A highlight of the year was riding and racing with my favorite girls again.

 Another highlight was winning Moab Rocks stage race.

My best buddy has been through so much with me and brought me so much happiness.

Pretty psyched to close 2014 healthy and strong enough to session without apprehension
 Southern Utah's technical terrain.

A year of acceptance:  I used to think I had complete control over my life.  "Work hard, chase your dreams, don't give up, make 'it' happen".  While I definitely still stand by those words, sometimes life throws adversity, and 'it' simply doesn't happen.  One of the most important things that I (when I say 'I', I really mean 'we' because Shannon and I are teammates in this life) have learned is to accept what we can't control.  In my eyes, acceptance is very different from giving up or quitting.  Acceptance has most definitely been a work in progress and sometimes the amount of things requiring acceptance is overwhelming.  But with acceptance comes peace and peace brings me happiness.  As for the things I can control.  Well, I take great satisfaction in still controlling them:) 

Ringing in the new year with my favorite dude!


 Taking a moment to soak up the sun and take in Hurricane Rim's beauty


So although 2014 looked a bit different than it was supposed to, it turned out to be a pretty sweet ride after all.

And while I have learned that there are no guarantees, here's to more good changes and continued rebuilding and acceptance in 2015 and beyond.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!