Oh hey there!

It was a sunny start to things here in Banff.

I started my morning the best way possible: an inappropriate selfie.

Just kidding. The best way possible = scenery and sweating.

So after that nanner, I laced up my running shoes and hit the trails. I didn’t run very far, but I was out for a while since I stopped to take lots of photos. I think today, scenery > sweating.

…wouldn’t you agree?

After my quick jaunt around Tunnel Mountain (one day I wanna run some of the awesome trails I saw leading off the ones I did explore today), I did a circuit in the hotel gym. Which blows. There’s just a bowflex, no free weights, but at least there’s a pullup bar! And at least I’m staying in a hotel in a beautiful town on the side of a mountain. Things could be worse !

While I was running I saw lots of people getting active — sheesh it would be nice to get out here again when I’m not embarking on a 500km trek on my roadbike. I bet there are people who trail run, mountain bike, and do crazy workouts outside. I googled crossfit banff and there’s not much. Business opportunity? Haha…

After my little sweat session, we had a breakfast buffet. I loaded up my plate with two breakfasts worth, but I ended up going the more adventurous (for me) route when I realized the granola was stale and not what I remembered. My tastes might be changing…or since I am embracing bacon maybe that’s just what was up.

Anywho, I polished off the bacon/sausage and eggs and had some of the fruit. I want scrambled eggs like it’s no one’s business, but I made do with the one from the eggs benedict. Haha, re-read that sentence. “Made do with the one from the eggs benedict.” God, it’s a rough life…there was also copious quantities of coffee, which left me with a hella happy belly.

After we were sufficiently stuffed, we picked up my bike. The shop was a zoo (they do rentals) and there was of course ~5 guys who I decided would make FINE future husbands. Something about this mountain air…

Now it’s time for us to get our golf on! We’re playing at the Canmore Golf & Curling Club, which appears to be out of my league, but ya know…I have lots of potential as a golfer, my dad likes to say. I guess I’m just tapping into that!

Wish me luck. How many balls do you think I’ll lose?

Do you golf?
What’s your fav breakfast food if you’re out to eat? At home?
If you could live anywhere for a summer, where would it be? I’d choose here! I’ve been to Banff in the winter before–and I think I could make do if I had warm enough clothes and a hot enough husband. Hahhaa…