July 26, 2007


Stacy Munn at Paradise on 2007 RAMROD

July 25, 2007

Swim-Run-Eat Brick Session with Friends

Had a great tri workout this morning at Lake Washington. David, Peter, Ron, Jason and I met at 5am near the Day Street boat ramp for an hour run. Then Bryan and Annette joined us for a swim along the buoys under the I-90 bridge. We rounded out the session with carrot cake and coffee, a birthday surprise from David. A perfect way to start a sunny Seattle summer day, thanks to my great friends.

July 24, 2007

Erasure at the Moore

Andy Bell and back up singers at Erasure concert

July 23, 2007

Marco's Supper Club

David and I met on the back patio of Marco's Supper Club for a delicious dinner. We had the plant-filled patio all to ourselves and our waitress was fabulous. The food was good. Prices were expensive. The atmosphere was excellent.

Fried sage leaves with tomatillo and chipotle sauces, lemon aioli
Penn Cove muscles and manilla clams in smoked tomato butter fume


Malbec 2006 from Argentina, San Telmo, Mendoza
French 75

Pot de creme
Tawny port

July 22, 2007

ChelanMan 1/2 Ironman Race

Swim - 00:37:03 min/100yd 01:47
T1 - 03:22
Bike - 03:07:48 mph 17.9
T2 - 01:12
Run - 02:05:27 min/mi 09:34
Total Time - 05:54:54

Stacy on 2007 Chelanman bike course
Stacy on 2007 Chelanman run course

July 16, 2007

Rainier Summit

David Bianchi and friends coming down Muir snowfield after summiting Mt. Rainier July 16, 2007.

David guided three of his friends to the summit of Mt. Rainier today. Here they are on Muir snowfield coming down from the top.

July 11, 2007

Crayfisher I am not

David and I spent the weekend on lovely Lake Geneva, Wisconsin. I tried crayfish hunting for the first time. The water was clear and the perfect temperature for snorkeling. I was getting the hang of turned over rocks and scaring the little lobstrosities out of their hiding spots, but when they turned and faced me with their giant pinchers up (or "paws" as Gordon likes to call them), I was too scared to grab them. I think they were catching on, because after a fruitless 30 mins of finding but not catching, one crayfish that I uncovered didn't even try to run. He just stared me in the eye with a little smirk on his lobster lips. As I walked away, I heard the sound of crawfish guffaws that had been carried to the to the lake's surface in tiny crawdaddy bubbles that burst as they reached the water's surface.

I came out of the water to find Elise on the dock playing with 2 very large crayfish, one in each of her little 4-year-old hands. I'll get 'em next time!