<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3905966753214009241</id><updated>2024-11-01T06:34:35.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This Too Is Main</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262293294632811109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pb5cCQYNNdE/SBpaLQx1xfI/AAAAAAAADq8/uwBq8WnnGaM/S220/IMG_3414.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>178</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3905966753214009241.post-3859446400680974323</id><published>2014-01-25T12:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2014-01-25T12:45:22.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rehab Weekend</title><content type='html'>We just finished an excellent rehab weekend at my house. Lots of folks came out and we got a ton done. Take a look at the photos and captions:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.38;&quot;&gt;Well I used to have a bathroom...decided on a last minute remodel. My brother,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Collin&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.38;&quot;&gt;, said the bathroom was a shit hole....in more ways than one. I couldn&#39;t agree more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.38;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Here are some photos from painting the basement and also the work quite a few people helped us do over the past few days (the updated photos are at the bottom of this album...just scroll down and you will see them)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://plus.google.com/photos/104120906655696580108/albums/5928777895095720161?authkey=CKmY2Yva55ys0gE&quot;&gt;https://plus.google.com/photos/104120906655696580108/albums/5928777895095720161?authkey=CKmY2Yva55ys0gE&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/feeds/9021789368577807086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3905966753214009241/9021789368577807086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/9021789368577807086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/9021789368577807086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/2013/12/and-basement-is-finishedwell-sort-of.html' title='And the basement is finished...well sort of'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262293294632811109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pb5cCQYNNdE/SBpaLQx1xfI/AAAAAAAADq8/uwBq8WnnGaM/S220/IMG_3414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3905966753214009241.post-3735952891982477344</id><published>2013-12-06T22:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-12-06T22:04:27.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rehab Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #37404e; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;Now is the chance to get your hands dirty or at least covered in paint while helping me get my house ready to live in. I am having a rehab weekend from January 18-20th. There are a variety of tasks to be tackled including painting, tearing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #37404e; display: inline; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;down a wall, tearing up the kitchen floor, cleaning, wiring, plumbing, etc. There is a little something for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just click on the link below and fill out the short form...it will help me know how many folks are coming and on what day(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://docs.google.com/forms/d/1OLYaf9uVnjO0PqnMbAFLcdhpeo9yiYPiWi43cFwvriI/viewform&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow nofollow&quot; style=&quot;color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;https://docs.google.com/forms/d/1OLYaf9uVnjO0PqnMbAFLcdhpeo9yiYPiWi43cFwvriI/viewform&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/feeds/3735952891982477344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3905966753214009241/3735952891982477344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/3735952891982477344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/3735952891982477344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/2013/12/rehab-weekend.html' title='Rehab Weekend'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262293294632811109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pb5cCQYNNdE/SBpaLQx1xfI/AAAAAAAADq8/uwBq8WnnGaM/S220/IMG_3414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3905966753214009241.post-2226053278244072571</id><published>2013-12-03T22:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2013-12-03T22:46:02.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Rehab Addiction</title><content type='html'>I haven&#39;t updated the blog in awhile. I am going to try and post on here more often especially with progress on my house. Below I have a link to all the pictures I have taken so far...with notes on them. Some were posted earlier before we started doing any work...&lt;br /&gt;
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We have done so much although it doesn&#39;t always look like it at time...feel free to take a gander of them. Also today was a great day working on the house...&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;albeit a little (read lots...) terrifying. I completed a major repair at the house today with my dad. One of the main support beams in the basement was sitting on broken metal plates and as a result was twisting and shifting slowly over time. We jacked up the house three times and replaced all three broken plates. I might have experienced minor heart attacks all day especially when jacking up the house. And we also had to move the beam over...also scary. It&#39;s done and so much better now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 16.99652862548828px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://plus.google.com/photos/104120906655696580108/albums/5928777895095720161?authkey=CKmY2Yva55ys0gE&quot;&gt;My Rehab Addiction Photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/feeds/2226053278244072571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3905966753214009241/2226053278244072571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/2226053278244072571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/2226053278244072571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/2013/12/my-rehab-addiction.html' title='My Rehab Addiction'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262293294632811109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pb5cCQYNNdE/SBpaLQx1xfI/AAAAAAAADq8/uwBq8WnnGaM/S220/IMG_3414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3905966753214009241.post-1033717442376400168</id><published>2013-10-21T11:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2013-10-21T11:01:52.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Listen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;I understand the irony by posting this on a blog...but it is the best way to reach a lot of people. I listened to this story this morning. It was a great reminder of hour technology helps but also controls much of our lives. I highly encourage a listen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://billmoyers.com/segment/sherry-turkle-on-being-alone-together/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow nofollow&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; text-decoration: none;&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;http://billmoyers.com/segment/&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;word_break&quot; style=&quot;display: inline-block;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sherry-turkle-on-being-alone-to&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;word_break&quot; style=&quot;display: inline-block;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;gether/&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/feeds/1033717442376400168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3905966753214009241/1033717442376400168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/1033717442376400168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/1033717442376400168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/2013/10/good-listen.html' title='Good Listen'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262293294632811109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pb5cCQYNNdE/SBpaLQx1xfI/AAAAAAAADq8/uwBq8WnnGaM/S220/IMG_3414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3905966753214009241.post-1859226997262936311</id><published>2013-09-28T17:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2013-09-28T17:20:05.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So I Bought A House</title><content type='html'>This is probably very surprising to most people that know me...but if you have been privy to my thoughts process for the last 2-4 years and especially the last 6 months to a year...it might not be all the surprising.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The Details&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Detroit holds a real estate auction every September and October. The first round is in September. You can bid on properties and the minimum bid for the property is the total of their back taxes for the past three years...give or take. Essentially these homes are beyond foreclosure and have sat empty for years. They have already gone through the banks process and now the county is just trying to get some money from them and hopefully get people living in them. They might have squatters...they might not. And they are in varying degrees of condition. Some look great...some look terrible...If they don&#39;t get bought in the first round, they go to the second round starting in October where the minimum bid is $500. This is where people get the real deals.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have known about this auction since I moved to Detroit. I looked at properties last year but mostly because it was fun to look. I never had any intent to buy. Well this year, again the auction came up and I found out the house right next to the house I used to live in was on the auction block. Ever since I moved to Detroit, I would look at this home and kind of dream of owning it and fixing it up. It was all a dream...until suddenly it appeared in the auction. My dream could actually become a reality.&lt;br /&gt;
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I talked to my dad and we drove down to check out the house. It was solid in terms of the fundamentals...but needed a ton of work. The house was stripped and all the appliances were gone. Additionally it needs a furnace and water heater. You can tell it&#39;s a real piece of work.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The Auction&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I could be wrong on the numbers, but there are something like 20,000 homes in this auction. They are all assigned to parcels and auctioned off during three days. My specific house was in a parcel that was auctioned this past Monday. I had decided to bid no matter what in the first round. I felt like the house was worth it. If I waited longer it was just going to kill me. I sat in front of my computer all day watching my house on the auction website. Finally about 15 minutes before the auction was set to close someone else placed a bid. I would have to bid that day regardless if I wanted the house.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was ready to place a counter bid and my internet completely went out. I frantically called my brother and he logged into the site for me and placed my proxy bid...which essentially is a bid that tells the system how high I am willing to go. The proxy bid was in place and I just watched the bids go back and forth. Finally the other person bidding against me stopped and the auction closed. I won. I was shocked because I thought the bidding on my house would go much higher. It&#39;s in a great neighborhood (at least I think it&#39;s great) and close to downtown.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The Outcome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
So I own a house now...that needs a lot of work.&amp;nbsp;Once you win the bid, you have 24 hours to pay for your bid in full. I went to the Wayne County Treasure&#39;s office on Tuesday. I handed over my check and it&#39;s mine. I still need to wait for the deed in the mail but otherwise we are good to go. There are some other hoops to jump like paying the 2013 taxes which weren&#39;t rolled into the minimum bid tax bill. We also have to transfer the property and work with DTE for electric and gas...and also figure out the water situation. Now my contractor (my dad :) and I are going to start getting it ready to live in. There is a ton of work to do to make that happen but one step at a time and we will get there.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The House&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I have a link to pictures below...just prepare yourself. It is sometimes great and sometimes bad. I am really excited about the whole process of working on the house. It has been a dream of mine for a long time to fix up a dumpy old house. I am eager to learn about electrical and plumbing along with everything else that comes with owning a house.&lt;br /&gt;
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Don&#39;t worry...I will send out a call for help in the coming months. I would love help clearing out the house and tearing out all the walls in the basement and cleaning it up. We aren&#39;t ready to do that yet...but soon. I am pumped.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Check out the photos:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Just click the link to check them out:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;https://plus.google.com/photos/104120906655696580108/albums/5928777895095720161?authkey=CKmY2Yva55ys0gE&quot;&gt;House Photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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If you make it all the way through, I am thoroughly impressed. Actually I will be impressed if you only go through half of the photos. Let me know if you have any favorites.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/feeds/540156986527890043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3905966753214009241/540156986527890043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/540156986527890043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/540156986527890043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/2013/07/and-finally-photos.html' title='And Finally Photos'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262293294632811109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pb5cCQYNNdE/SBpaLQx1xfI/AAAAAAAADq8/uwBq8WnnGaM/S220/IMG_3414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3905966753214009241.post-6024955329698547595</id><published>2013-06-25T00:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-06-25T00:54:31.187-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Normal</title><content type='html'>Or whatever that means. I got in very late on Sunday night and spent the day Monday unpacking and catching up. I am waiting to get photos from Deanna...then I will post them all with descriptions. Your eyes can feast on them. There are some pretty good ones in the bunch. Adventure Cycling does this contest every year for photos from touring that they make a calendar out of. Every time we took a good photo we decided if it was worry to send to Adventure Cycling and if it will make the calendar. You can be the judge when I post the photos. And my actual camera took much better pictures than those I posted from my iPod.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thanks for following the tour...and like I said..more photos to come soon.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/feeds/6024955329698547595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3905966753214009241/6024955329698547595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/6024955329698547595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/6024955329698547595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/2013/06/back-to-normal.html' title='Back to Normal'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262293294632811109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pb5cCQYNNdE/SBpaLQx1xfI/AAAAAAAADq8/uwBq8WnnGaM/S220/IMG_3414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3905966753214009241.post-2226835247947385448</id><published>2013-06-18T03:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-06-18T03:47:51.477-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning of the End</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow we head to Anchorage for the last leg of our trip. Honesty it feels like I have been here for months and months at this point.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last week has been completely not bike related but great. We went on a two night two day sea kayaking trip with Deanna&#39;s friend Jim who is a great host. We stayed overnight on Fox Island near Seward and kayaked during the day. Apparently we were there during some amazing weather. I am beginning to think Alaska is always sunny and hot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our kayaking trips we saw all sorts on animals. I told Jim it was the best zoo I had ever been to. Sea lions, seals, whales from about 100 yards, puffins and many other birds, porpoises and much more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we made a day hike at Russian River and jumped into a lake at the end of the trail. It was so hot out but the lake water was beyond cold. I apparently screamed pretty loud when I jumped out of the water.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jim&#39;s friend also manages a Salmon Weir on the lake. We got a tour and saw how it works. This guy counts every salmon that comes through to that lake to spawn every year. It&#39;s stunning to realize what the salmon do to basically lay their eggs and die.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow we head to Anchorage for the last leg of our trip. We have a little over a hundred miles left and then we are done. It&#39;s been amazing so far and I am ready to get back on my bike tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunset while camping on Fox Island.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ25JGaLHY8F8fud1Ic7NoBOx3oWwEd3jOlmvbR2aR0K9gcDwaON8OaRg_2SzR2Kjlb2_PvgpDHEkbriTHW0gUG5kZp15ggStAvXCu2K02qL1Yd2ZcN9-rGvjrg-bdSCbPakoHofkbw4rt/s640/blogger-image-523998845.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ25JGaLHY8F8fud1Ic7NoBOx3oWwEd3jOlmvbR2aR0K9gcDwaON8OaRg_2SzR2Kjlb2_PvgpDHEkbriTHW0gUG5kZp15ggStAvXCu2K02qL1Yd2ZcN9-rGvjrg-bdSCbPakoHofkbw4rt/s640/blogger-image-523998845.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salmon for dinner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCqDj-E1Dou4yM7ZiLVeY1RK1FtVcC4fNdrS_NuqgbTalMjVHQVckhw7U-k4Eco4CGczacA64rA3CZqGVKAO1R2IRLwj5puORaRzaHCu-sToqgpE_LvqYxjB4o0KNOnKL75iYREbgOEOhm/s640/blogger-image-1748462303.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCqDj-E1Dou4yM7ZiLVeY1RK1FtVcC4fNdrS_NuqgbTalMjVHQVckhw7U-k4Eco4CGczacA64rA3CZqGVKAO1R2IRLwj5puORaRzaHCu-sToqgpE_LvqYxjB4o0KNOnKL75iYREbgOEOhm/s640/blogger-image-1748462303.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beautiful lake we swam in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtaMfihlj_MLLklP1p9Jen-m3TET_e_2hL67C6GU1tt8P_Uir_qWXsSQPXZqfExYXljPWxGWtz6nsO3gKMsGymxMoFmanUmoP6b84eqMRkHVr4IZArepoqtoClEOHrHqjaY7D6NbC85R8m/s640/blogger-image--1203967778.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtaMfihlj_MLLklP1p9Jen-m3TET_e_2hL67C6GU1tt8P_Uir_qWXsSQPXZqfExYXljPWxGWtz6nsO3gKMsGymxMoFmanUmoP6b84eqMRkHVr4IZArepoqtoClEOHrHqjaY7D6NbC85R8m/s640/blogger-image--1203967778.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been getting complaints there aren&#39;t enough photos of me. 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I am in Soldotna, AK now which is a long way from when I last blogged. Again some short notes to catch you up before I hit the road.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;We biked the whole if the Glenn Highway to Glenn Allen. It was beautiful and difficult. Very up and down. The people we met and the scenery were some of the best so far.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. We were planning in taking 3-4 days to get to Valdez on the Richardson Highway from Glenn Allen. Our first day was beautiful as we had views of the Wrangell St. Elias mountains and National Park.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;Our second day we planned to go 30 to 50 miles at most. We climbed a huge difficult pass and the campground at the top was closed. So there was no where to wild camp so we pushed to Valdez for a total of 83 miles for the day. It was very hard but satisfying. And the last 25 miles into Valdez is absolutely stunning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. We saw two separate black bears on the road. The first one really freaked me out. But we were fine. And I saw my first bald eagle in real life which was totally cool.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. We stayed in Valdez for a few nights because Deanna has a friend there and the ferry doesn&#39;t run everyday. It wax nice to relax but I was ready to hit the road.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. &amp;nbsp;We took the ferry to Whittier and Deanna&#39;s friend Jim picked us up. We stayed at his house last night in Soldotna and planned out next few days. We ate going on. Three day two night sea kayaking trip with Jim as the guide and sleeping on an island somewhere. I know this is a bike trip but really it is just an adventure. We will finish out the trip by biking to Anchorage.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That&#39;s about it for now. Much more i don&#39;t have time or patience to write.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/feeds/2110942413817169269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3905966753214009241/2110942413817169269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/2110942413817169269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/2110942413817169269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/2013/06/so-much-to-say.html' title='So much to say'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262293294632811109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pb5cCQYNNdE/SBpaLQx1xfI/AAAAAAAADq8/uwBq8WnnGaM/S220/IMG_3414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3905966753214009241.post-3133228109088345589</id><published>2013-06-09T03:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-06-09T03:04:10.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On the road</title><content type='html'>Again this will be short but I will do my best to capture some snapshots. Right now we are staying in a campground in Glennallen. I have been sitting in the bathroom for the last hour charging my devices and checking email and reading the news. No I am not having a long bowel movement. The Mosquitos here are do bad it is the only place I can get a break. They were literally swarming every part of my body.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onto updates.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The Glenn Highway might just be the prettiest stretch if road in Alaska. The views of the mountains for here are incredible.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;People have been so generous. We were going to camp last night but met a great family who own a rv/cabin/campground. They let us stay in one of their cabins and served us an amazing dinner and breakfast. And we got to play Catan with them. It was a beautiful night if hospitality and fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;We also met an older couple who we ended up camping with for two nights in a row. They had an RV but just camped alongside us. They made us a Few delicious meals. And we had great conversation. We camped one night next to a river when we met them but realized we had first met them in Denali. That&#39;s a long great story for when I get back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure there is more but I am tired. I heard the road to Valdez is stunning. I am very much looking forward to it. Here are some photos and videos from the road. We have had long days with tons of climbing. And all sorts of weather. I have used every bit of clothing I brought with me. Most at the same time to stay warm. Until next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having breakfast with a beautiful family in the road.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXbZ_Lq47RU6gm7BVmgE2C4LHl0buorLHCMgzC34rGCwijUxqcmCcrqN79D3M_edYRn-1AvGK4k25JYupNuKV427-68-1YLy4IFbkKX07O9cd7GT1XmEIjBD6nKbHgB45d7QbmSgcr5ssP/s640/blogger-image--1957188984.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXbZ_Lq47RU6gm7BVmgE2C4LHl0buorLHCMgzC34rGCwijUxqcmCcrqN79D3M_edYRn-1AvGK4k25JYupNuKV427-68-1YLy4IFbkKX07O9cd7GT1XmEIjBD6nKbHgB45d7QbmSgcr5ssP/s640/blogger-image--1957188984.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;My first taste of caribou. It&#39;s delicious.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsfb232KOq5didnCkbaY3Q5BI-Iva8K7Ur0o3BCUOS5rCSRt9eZUxB9J0IbjU6iPaHkD8OA4r40GSYfX2RrVMvYZczkmKHY1xlJFpRfyyVhDXCHVXmrxZsB4SZgMncSbQHjS6_e3DxkdPN/s640/blogger-image--1214930434.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsfb232KOq5didnCkbaY3Q5BI-Iva8K7Ur0o3BCUOS5rCSRt9eZUxB9J0IbjU6iPaHkD8OA4r40GSYfX2RrVMvYZczkmKHY1xlJFpRfyyVhDXCHVXmrxZsB4SZgMncSbQHjS6_e3DxkdPN/s640/blogger-image--1214930434.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;Our campsite by a beautiful river.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUzByNQtrt2IVT9s07lPBMgG6YYVDtjcukKgMO4pw_KZfqO1dspgbpJSXtogYvrKHzprY2EtcA0FM7PmWkPjP4VykhhpTp5__yTrYofTYh-_zxhMh4jw07Tp4dFDkzCMkwNxalsVJS76H6/s640/blogger-image-793443864.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUzByNQtrt2IVT9s07lPBMgG6YYVDtjcukKgMO4pw_KZfqO1dspgbpJSXtogYvrKHzprY2EtcA0FM7PmWkPjP4VykhhpTp5__yTrYofTYh-_zxhMh4jw07Tp4dFDkzCMkwNxalsVJS76H6/s640/blogger-image-793443864.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;Rain rain rain. And cold. Lots of it. And all of my jackets are yellow and black so this sign was very funny to us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmUGEUhPpOQ4ncQ8JLQK0Ttm2weJB441sNfrK483qArqyuQEayh0NrhuuunElPOQPJ070DkDbQ4AWfIBnyVajDOlCs5b5CIvvPvMJpRvl8DWZ4KRN0-9s-4Px8mooXrcaJEgQ0In4lvEli/s640/blogger-image--469980010.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmUGEUhPpOQ4ncQ8JLQK0Ttm2weJB441sNfrK483qArqyuQEayh0NrhuuunElPOQPJ070DkDbQ4AWfIBnyVajDOlCs5b5CIvvPvMJpRvl8DWZ4KRN0-9s-4Px8mooXrcaJEgQ0In4lvEli/s640/blogger-image--469980010.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;Power green smoothie made for us by friends we met on the road. This was so good after days if oatmeal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCEtUsbk-goZ1MbYD4q2JWj6L77zwhTtu6Wisz9G9LySETXlaHQYK-igqCTBCGdFctUmqFWTMN5_VZ0j9mR3uxaHrSwGRuiY2S1mC7zVVBToSsfGkBGBOK6n6oLV0VxIUuEC5Z_upt9jLe/s640/blogger-image--321962218.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCEtUsbk-goZ1MbYD4q2JWj6L77zwhTtu6Wisz9G9LySETXlaHQYK-igqCTBCGdFctUmqFWTMN5_VZ0j9mR3uxaHrSwGRuiY2S1mC7zVVBToSsfGkBGBOK6n6oLV0VxIUuEC5Z_upt9jLe/s640/blogger-image--321962218.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;This is what midnight looks like. It&#39;s actually lighter out than this photo is showing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigSBDBneQBbPY1zzs_K1PGKJ-z6A_AbSW9Z9HNUau2xpDq1kgJ4W3tsPesz3ldvX3qr9Uq91aQf-JnArOMKPZHotR429yYX73eycuoxP0W1SFk40oTrUsFJt5E-zMKV7CEwx7qP_qkxAPy/s640/blogger-image--42711506.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigSBDBneQBbPY1zzs_K1PGKJ-z6A_AbSW9Z9HNUau2xpDq1kgJ4W3tsPesz3ldvX3qr9Uq91aQf-JnArOMKPZHotR429yYX73eycuoxP0W1SFk40oTrUsFJt5E-zMKV7CEwx7qP_qkxAPy/s640/blogger-image--42711506.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/feeds/3133228109088345589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3905966753214009241/3133228109088345589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/3133228109088345589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/3133228109088345589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/2013/06/on-road.html' title='On the road'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262293294632811109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pb5cCQYNNdE/SBpaLQx1xfI/AAAAAAAADq8/uwBq8WnnGaM/S220/IMG_3414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXbZ_Lq47RU6gm7BVmgE2C4LHl0buorLHCMgzC34rGCwijUxqcmCcrqN79D3M_edYRn-1AvGK4k25JYupNuKV427-68-1YLy4IFbkKX07O9cd7GT1XmEIjBD6nKbHgB45d7QbmSgcr5ssP/s72-c/blogger-image--1957188984.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3905966753214009241.post-3537849731351256102</id><published>2013-06-05T19:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-06-05T19:22:40.368-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Run Down</title><content type='html'>I don&#39;t have much time to write so here is a quick rundown of some events.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Spent three days and two nights camping and biking along the Denali Park road.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Saw a bunch of wildlife close up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;Hitchhiked from Denali to Palmer. Pete, our ride, was very interesting and we had an amazing trip. Well worth the hitchhike.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Met another traveling cyclist. This time a lone female from England. She inspired us to hitchhike and wild camp. Get over our fears.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Decided we were running out of time to see everything we wanted to see partially because the Denali highway is closed and we can&#39;t ride it. So we had to change route. We flipped a coin and took best two out of three to decide which direction to go.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Headed on the Glenn Highway now on our way to Valdez which I am told is a beautiful way to ride.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are headed to go shopping at a full stocked grocery store. Quite the luxury after the shit grocery stores along the road in the small towns.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch in Palmer. Finally a vegetable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit0QxW182UFn4meSyDw_pmSBcd4alM1T6r707sFXhXxovnmlbiZQHmTTbG-Whj2UZ_kFPXhjXvGGKQzVh0sI4AchBKV4l7WW-9UZpwBa-TXx2qXmG6dtIjQP3QQ-_Bq-3lPF0n5OoQp6mv/s640/blogger-image-849536676.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit0QxW182UFn4meSyDw_pmSBcd4alM1T6r707sFXhXxovnmlbiZQHmTTbG-Whj2UZ_kFPXhjXvGGKQzVh0sI4AchBKV4l7WW-9UZpwBa-TXx2qXmG6dtIjQP3QQ-_Bq-3lPF0n5OoQp6mv/s640/blogger-image-849536676.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;A moose right in our campground.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO2Y4onQ3eevYt6HqLtqjPeHfjRhwu4qLxey1kiZxMKXK_khcr7oqmSR4EBWdTqvWenbYGwN-Oo-7sW1EFrmbEQfGuxJ1ytnEY0hZcNZBNsiKFt8jQiBTKGlglmFwqpeLOmfBuY-XlMeGZ/s640/blogger-image--1433627679.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO2Y4onQ3eevYt6HqLtqjPeHfjRhwu4qLxey1kiZxMKXK_khcr7oqmSR4EBWdTqvWenbYGwN-Oo-7sW1EFrmbEQfGuxJ1ytnEY0hZcNZBNsiKFt8jQiBTKGlglmFwqpeLOmfBuY-XlMeGZ/s640/blogger-image--1433627679.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/feeds/3537849731351256102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3905966753214009241/3537849731351256102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/3537849731351256102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/3537849731351256102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/2013/06/a-run-down.html' title='A Run Down'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262293294632811109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pb5cCQYNNdE/SBpaLQx1xfI/AAAAAAAADq8/uwBq8WnnGaM/S220/IMG_3414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit0QxW182UFn4meSyDw_pmSBcd4alM1T6r707sFXhXxovnmlbiZQHmTTbG-Whj2UZ_kFPXhjXvGGKQzVh0sI4AchBKV4l7WW-9UZpwBa-TXx2qXmG6dtIjQP3QQ-_Bq-3lPF0n5OoQp6mv/s72-c/blogger-image-849536676.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3905966753214009241.post-8926008845778285690</id><published>2013-06-02T01:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-06-02T01:39:30.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;i thought I would write a blog post in the form of a letter home to my mom. She worries quite a bit but who wouldn&#39;t when you have a kid biking in Alaska.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are safe. No problems so far. We have been staying in the same campground in Denali taking in the hikes close by and the ranger programs. We mostly wanted to give our legs a rest for a couple days. We succeeded at that until we did a huge hike today up Mt Healy. I was exhausted at the top but the view was worth it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven&#39;t showered in at least three maybe four days. Honestly I can&#39;t remember at this point. Showers are expensive here and after awhile you don&#39;t notice the dirt. I only kid. About the dirt. Not the showering. You will be proud to know I have changed my underwear everyday. Deanna and I have actually contemplated seeing how long we could go without a shower.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My clothes are getting pretty gross but we are headed out into the park tomorrow for two days. We have campsites but they are very primitive. We decided to take showers and wash all out clothes when we get back out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow we take a bus with our bikes on board to the Eilson Visitor Center. It is about 66 miles into the park. The road extends out 90 miles but isn&#39;t open just yet to buses. We would bike the whole way but that would require a massive uphill climb from mile 90 to about 70. We would rather avoid it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the visitor center we will bike back to the park entrance sleeping two days at campsites much farther in the park. No wireless there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With any luck the Denali Highway will be open and we will start heading that way. It is still closed because of a few washouts on the road. It&#39;s probably passable by bike but we are waiting for final word.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are really having a wonderful time. It was freezing last night but otherwise the weather has been beautiful if not a little too hot. Below I included some photos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj54Q3dh-gsKL8rDSfNFhmDYzQf013uXk1MuXE8vkyu27mZ4cjHc_l3tHlqSgnu-rTTe6zajhz0LviiLu8cNMnCF9hrxvQLwE9KkQMQJTFQzrT6L9S5ME7erKpPi_Y6m79BDOUAgGg8QtJI/s640/blogger-image--288370436.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj54Q3dh-gsKL8rDSfNFhmDYzQf013uXk1MuXE8vkyu27mZ4cjHc_l3tHlqSgnu-rTTe6zajhz0LviiLu8cNMnCF9hrxvQLwE9KkQMQJTFQzrT6L9S5ME7erKpPi_Y6m79BDOUAgGg8QtJI/s640/blogger-image--288370436.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtHwcszD0EysqkgcWiaTSG2H9wXxrOMxOw-KKNW9swkYSI7wwLJYA3zRfggC8gF9s3jU7mLzIafPamV77qX0DO1nDXYT19p6MkTlroPiCWcKBGHnf0wWqmDYOV3WZ2PFaiY8W9dTFZBv8n/s640/blogger-image-1603924552.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtHwcszD0EysqkgcWiaTSG2H9wXxrOMxOw-KKNW9swkYSI7wwLJYA3zRfggC8gF9s3jU7mLzIafPamV77qX0DO1nDXYT19p6MkTlroPiCWcKBGHnf0wWqmDYOV3WZ2PFaiY8W9dTFZBv8n/s640/blogger-image-1603924552.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtL50nok8dcP-z5FL_xKwNdKvx0xmbPEASwImlZhm4G1Bm0MPGDJ-7M-yUtZ6Ds2rCBTEexo4w-BNpTByH9OxOW4UGcfQxLdHmzpXoZR89E_522C6tl1_0eOfXf0FnPflFgBpajUuMoFAp/s640/blogger-image--1833876924.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtL50nok8dcP-z5FL_xKwNdKvx0xmbPEASwImlZhm4G1Bm0MPGDJ-7M-yUtZ6Ds2rCBTEexo4w-BNpTByH9OxOW4UGcfQxLdHmzpXoZR89E_522C6tl1_0eOfXf0FnPflFgBpajUuMoFAp/s640/blogger-image--1833876924.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggXNeB28WEW22k4foCP_8NpyHjAxlB0F6u_-I00pkUzthQBL1DU9Ew_pdomYmIR8FJ_sUs6ApOOWHHzdOhPaL84lKdTuisxUcBUEecdngnn-w1iCA5L1DbwzlLummaY7dhmOV7j9BtlXyd/s640/blogger-image-554539425.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggXNeB28WEW22k4foCP_8NpyHjAxlB0F6u_-I00pkUzthQBL1DU9Ew_pdomYmIR8FJ_sUs6ApOOWHHzdOhPaL84lKdTuisxUcBUEecdngnn-w1iCA5L1DbwzlLummaY7dhmOV7j9BtlXyd/s640/blogger-image-554539425.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/feeds/8926008845778285690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3905966753214009241/8926008845778285690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/8926008845778285690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/8926008845778285690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/2013/06/letter-home.html' title='Letter Home'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262293294632811109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pb5cCQYNNdE/SBpaLQx1xfI/AAAAAAAADq8/uwBq8WnnGaM/S220/IMG_3414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj54Q3dh-gsKL8rDSfNFhmDYzQf013uXk1MuXE8vkyu27mZ4cjHc_l3tHlqSgnu-rTTe6zajhz0LviiLu8cNMnCF9hrxvQLwE9KkQMQJTFQzrT6L9S5ME7erKpPi_Y6m79BDOUAgGg8QtJI/s72-c/blogger-image--288370436.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3905966753214009241.post-219889206091256725</id><published>2013-05-30T14:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-30T14:46:07.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn off the lights</title><content type='html'>It&#39;s almost impossible to sleep here. Between the constant light, fear of bears, and my inability to find a comfortable place to put my arms while laying down, I haven&#39;t found much restful sleep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wake up probably 2 to 3 times an hour and eventually find sleep about two hours before we get up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually I assume I will be so exhausted I will just fall asleep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We start biking today for day three. Both of us feel pretty good. No real body pains.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More to come later. Here is our campsite from last night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTRH9aF1RUuaUuqmHozsjqVou8kbEkWq6sK1REK6k88_PVAT-D2Kvvlputl4zVhD2lvuUv_A2m2wDz6YdZyheal4aWT0pYAno8AO1IaoWDo4EIVd7_X-yr7dxZFzdLIf0UaKxNd0EhMuD6/s640/blogger-image--1482632766.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTRH9aF1RUuaUuqmHozsjqVou8kbEkWq6sK1REK6k88_PVAT-D2Kvvlputl4zVhD2lvuUv_A2m2wDz6YdZyheal4aWT0pYAno8AO1IaoWDo4EIVd7_X-yr7dxZFzdLIf0UaKxNd0EhMuD6/s640/blogger-image--1482632766.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/feeds/219889206091256725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3905966753214009241/219889206091256725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/219889206091256725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/219889206091256725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/2013/05/turn-off-lights.html' title='Turn off the lights'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262293294632811109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pb5cCQYNNdE/SBpaLQx1xfI/AAAAAAAADq8/uwBq8WnnGaM/S220/IMG_3414.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTRH9aF1RUuaUuqmHozsjqVou8kbEkWq6sK1REK6k88_PVAT-D2Kvvlputl4zVhD2lvuUv_A2m2wDz6YdZyheal4aWT0pYAno8AO1IaoWDo4EIVd7_X-yr7dxZFzdLIf0UaKxNd0EhMuD6/s72-c/blogger-image--1482632766.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3905966753214009241.post-1292416582651886274</id><published>2013-05-28T23:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-28T23:02:17.837-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day one</title><content type='html'>We are in Nenana, AK for the night. Beautiful ride today with some tough climbs. Lots of ups and downs. We found a nice campground in the middle of Nenana.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Josh if you are reading this we pushed through to Nenana. Our friends dropped us off outside of Fairbanks so we only biked 40 to 45 miles. It was still tough. Glad we are staying here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photos and more blurbs coming later. Don&#39;t expect too much. Wireless will probably be a luxury. No major wildlife sightings yet. I did get a nice camera so I will post photos for sure after the trip.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/feeds/1292416582651886274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3905966753214009241/1292416582651886274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/1292416582651886274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/1292416582651886274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/2013/05/day-one.html' title='Day one'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262293294632811109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pb5cCQYNNdE/SBpaLQx1xfI/AAAAAAAADq8/uwBq8WnnGaM/S220/IMG_3414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3905966753214009241.post-4712884551604182190</id><published>2013-05-17T09:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-17T09:48:14.332-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Making a Garden Grow</title><content type='html'>I recently spent a few days with my dad and lots of dirt and wood and built some raised beds for my backyard. They look awesome! And already have some great plants growing in them. Check out the photos below.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am going to be gone for a month in Alaska biking but my roommate and upstairs neighbor are going to be taking care of the plants and most likely already be able to starting eating what they produce. It&#39;s quite exciting. I have always wanted a garden and here it is happening.&lt;br /&gt;
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https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10100460788717711.1073741828.20008861&amp;amp;type=1&amp;amp;l=b168701d93</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/feeds/4712884551604182190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3905966753214009241/4712884551604182190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/4712884551604182190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/4712884551604182190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/2013/05/making-garden-grow.html' title='Making a Garden Grow'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262293294632811109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pb5cCQYNNdE/SBpaLQx1xfI/AAAAAAAADq8/uwBq8WnnGaM/S220/IMG_3414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3905966753214009241.post-4432409230029024291</id><published>2013-04-29T23:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-04-29T23:50:30.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty</title><content type='html'>I just listened to this radio story today. It ended and I had tears in my eyes. It is just beautiful. It is an hour and well worth your time. Makes me want to get on my bike and just ride somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;
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Steve Inskeep, who was introducing the news, got chocked up at the end. I definitely had tears in my eyes driving down the road.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/feeds/4166359046056296829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3905966753214009241/4166359046056296829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/4166359046056296829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/4166359046056296829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/2013/02/listen-to-this.html' title='Listen to this'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262293294632811109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pb5cCQYNNdE/SBpaLQx1xfI/AAAAAAAADq8/uwBq8WnnGaM/S220/IMG_3414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3905966753214009241.post-8405395573164820103</id><published>2013-02-06T18:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2013-02-06T18:52:48.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved!</title><content type='html'>I just moved! If you want my new address, send me and email and I will send it your way. I don&#39;t post such things on the internet. And if you follow this blog, I am just going to assume you have my email address as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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More updates to come soon....but one to wet your appetite:&lt;br /&gt;
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I am going to Alaska for 3-4 weeks in May/June to bike from Fairbanks to Anchorage and around the surrounding area. I am biking with my friend Deanna who has lived there for 6 or 7 years. I have always promised I would visit and I am making good on that promise before it is too late...she is leaving this summer. I have a voucher from an Air France flight I was bumped from....which makes the flight to Alaska free...so I can&#39;t complain. More info to come soon.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/feeds/8405395573164820103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3905966753214009241/8405395573164820103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/8405395573164820103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/8405395573164820103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/2013/02/moved.html' title='Moved!'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262293294632811109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pb5cCQYNNdE/SBpaLQx1xfI/AAAAAAAADq8/uwBq8WnnGaM/S220/IMG_3414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3905966753214009241.post-9201141162190796744</id><published>2013-01-09T15:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-01-09T20:25:56.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It&#39;s Been Awhile</title><content type='html'>Well life has been busy at times and totally uneventful at other times. I thought I would give a little update on how I have been spending my time and some new developments...or at least some things in the works. Mind you....everything listed has happened over a 3-4 month period...not all at once. And this is pretty much the random thoughts in my head right now.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have a meeting with Rashida Tlaib next week. She is my state representative for where I live in Detroit. I am super pumped to sit down with her. I will let you know how the conversation goes.&lt;br /&gt;
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REI was incredibly busy during the holiday season. There was a never ending line of people. I believe consumerism is alive and well. I couldn&#39;t believe how much money people were spending on gifts. Blew my mind. In practicing my anti-spending ideas around Christmas, I settled for making some nice sets of cards for my family (if you would like a set...I could probably get one together for you for a small price...I mostly need to pay for the paper, clue and a little labor). I make the cards and envelopes (from magazines). I have to say they are pretty creative. Collin thinks I should sell them on Etsy but that might take the fun out of making them.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day while working at REI, I was headed to the bathroom and I got to the door at the same time as this little boy and his mother. He was probably 6...maybe a little older. Anyway, as we both put our hands on the door to open it, he looked up at me and said, &quot;You&#39;re pretty.&quot; I could barely stop myself from laughing and managed just to say thank you. Mind you I had been working all day...probably hadn&#39;t washed my hair in about 4 days...but you gotta love those unsolicited compliments from the mouths of babes. The only awkward part of this was going to the bathroom at the same time. The kid was in the stall right next to me. I hurried right out of there.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yesterday I posted on facebook that if life were a contest I would be winning. Why you might ask? Well I managed to make all of the doctor&#39;s appointments I have been avoiding for years, a dentist appointment, a haircut appointment, set a date to get my car fixed with an autoshop and set up my meeting with Rashida. I am pumped.&lt;br /&gt;
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As for work/school...I am thinking about going back to school or maybe getting an internship exploring some things I am interested in. Hopefully this experience will help clarify if I need more schooling or if my skills are transferable to a new field. I am doing a bunch of information interviews right now and hoping they will lead to some new options. I will keep you posted on this one...it is still in development.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have definitely spent a lot of time reading. My only wish was to have more people to talk with about the books I have been reading. Here is a small sampling:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;The Oath by Jeffrey Toobin&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Cover the current supreme court and their controversial rulings&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;The Nine by Jeffrey Toobin&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Covers the court of Sandra Day O&#39;Connor and the lead up to Bush v. Gore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;So Rich So Poor by Peter Edelmann&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;This book is all about why it is so hard to end poverty in America...excellent read. And depressing. I strongly recommend it.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;It&#39;s Even Worse Than it Looks by Thomas Mann and Norman Ornstein&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;If you aren&#39;t into politics, I would avoid this book. They do an excellent job outlining many of our current problems with deadlock in Washington. I should point out one is a liberal and the other a conservative so it is written from both perspectives.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Fiction...murder mystery...I will leave it at that&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Most have probably heard of the movie...this is the book it is based on. Excellent read...the stories all overlap.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;How Children Learn by Paul Tough&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;This one is really a must read for any educator or actually anyone with children. There is also an excellent chapter about teaching chess to middle school students (Ruth please share that with Mr. B. I thought of him the entire time I was reading that chapter). Here is an interesting review of th book...I agree with much of what the reviewer has to say:&amp;nbsp;http://dianeravitch.net/2012/10/23/paul-toughs-how-children-succeed/&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;People Who Eat Darkness By Richard Lloyd Parry&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Nonfiction about a rapist in Japan who preys on young women from mostly western countries who come to work in the hostess culture in Tokyo and around Japan. Disturbing to say the least but very eye opening.&lt;/li&gt;
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There is only one book on that list I did not love....or at least enjoy quite a bit while I was reading it. I will let you try and figure it out. It was recommended to me by a friend. The two of us have very different tastes in books but I read it because she recommended it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I have also been able to see quite a few good movies recently. I would recommend all of these if you haven&#39;t seen them yet. I am sure I have seen more but I just can&#39;t remember right now.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Lincoln&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Promised Land&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Silver Linings Playbook&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Pitch Perfect&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Les Miserables&lt;/li&gt;
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I also caught up on Downton Abbey and by that I mean I found season three online and watched it. Pretty good over all. I definitely cried...actual tears falling down my face on one episode. You will know the exact episode when you get there. I almost stopped watching the show after that episode. The Christmas episode this season was also pretty sad. I have no idea where they are headed with this plot. I will leave it at that so I don&#39;t give out any spoilers.&lt;/div&gt;
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I finally started watching The West Wing as well. How I let that show go unwatched for so many years is a mystery to me. I loved it so much...I had no control. Seriously it was like crack. I would watch one episode and then another and then another. I finished season one in something like three days. That is definitely not healthy. It was at that point I gave most of the seasons back to my dad since I couldn&#39;t manage self control on my own.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Do you have any good reading recommendations for me? Or movies? I am always looking for thoughtful and inspiring books, movies, shows.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/feeds/9201141162190796744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3905966753214009241/9201141162190796744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/9201141162190796744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/9201141162190796744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/2013/01/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&#39;s Been Awhile'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262293294632811109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pb5cCQYNNdE/SBpaLQx1xfI/AAAAAAAADq8/uwBq8WnnGaM/S220/IMG_3414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3905966753214009241.post-4434213544925753223</id><published>2012-10-24T23:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2012-10-24T23:35:59.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathon Wrap Up</title><content type='html'>The Detroit Marathon was this past weekend and I have to say it is some of the most fun I have had around running in a long time. Four of my LV friends and a Christian Brother I know came in for the weekend. Myself and Br. Paul ran the marathon and my friend Janet ran the half. Melissa, Mary and Denis all came to cheer and see Detroit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;
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I spent most of Friday and Saturday taking my friends around the city and going to the Expo to pick up our running numbers. We got all over the city and the weather was amazing. We had a big pasta dinner on Saturday night and I attempted to get some sleep before the race....this is really never a success. We got up around 5:30am and headed out the door a little after 6am. Evelyn was kind enough to give Paul, Janet and I a ride to the starting line. We had time to go to the bathroom, drop of our gear and gear check and hit the starting line. Paul was in a much higher starting corral than me and Janet so he started the race much sooner than us. We got across the starting line around 7:20am and hit the streets.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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A few facts about the Detroit Marathon. We run across two bridges and through one tunnel. One of the bridges and the tunnel bring us back and forth to Canada. There was over 18,000 runners but only about 3,700 did the marathon. They have an international half marathon that obviously goes to Canada and a Michigan Half which stays in Detroit. I expected the race course to be pretty empty on the back side but with the variation of runners doing different races it was never really empty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Anyway around mile 2 we start to head up the Ambassador Bridge and to Canada. Mary, Melissa and Denis were waiting here to cheer which was great. They had planned out multiple locations on the race course to see us throughout the day. Around mile 3 I lost track of Janet on the bridge. It was pretty packed and you had to keep moving. We knew I would probably be running a faster race than her so I just kept going. The view from the top of the bridge was amazing. The sun was just beginning to rise and the city looked great with the morning light hitting it. You had to remind yourself it was okay to slow down and take a look.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I had trained with the hopes of running at my best a 4:15 marathon but I knew this might be a long shot...my fastest time thus far in marathons is around 4:29 so that is a significant time drop. Early on in the race, I was keep pace and feeling pretty good. We ran about 3 miles in Canada and headed to the Windsor Tunnel which would take us back to Michigan. I was warned that the tunnel gets really hot but I wasn&#39;t ready for this. It is underground for about 1 mile and there is even an underground marker at the exact border between the two countries. I was sweating so much at this point. Outside the tunnel it was perfect running weather. Inside the tunnel felt like an oven. I was also warned to make sure my running number was clearly visible because customs officers would stop you upon returning to the US if they couldn&#39;t see your number. Honestly after running the race, this seemed like a customs nightmare but they obviously make it work. I asked Janet (who is from Los Angeles) if they would ever do a race like this between California and Tijuana. She just laughed.&lt;/div&gt;
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Anyway, we emerged from the tunnel to a blast of fresh cold air which felt great...as we turned the corner onto Jefferson, I heard MC Hammer &quot;You Can&#39;t Touch This&quot; and they had a big banner saying &quot;Welcome back to the United States.&quot; I have to say it was a little&amp;nbsp;exhilarating&amp;nbsp;especially&amp;nbsp;with all the people watching looking for their friends and family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I kept my pace and started looking for my family around mile 10.5 where they said they would be waiting. Right on cue I saw them and stopped to say a little hello. It is always great to see people you know around the course. It gives you that little blast of energy you need. My stomach was also feeling a little upset at this point and I found some porta potty&#39;s with no lines and hit one up. As I got close to the half marathon mark, my legs were already starting to feel it. I had gone out a little faster than I intended and was worried about the second half of the race. My friend Mary intended to join me at mile 15 and run to the end of the race. Right on cue she was there with Melissa and Denis at mile 15. I was so grateful to have a running partner at this point. I could tell I was starting to struggle and the next 10 miles were going to be brutal.&lt;/div&gt;
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Mary made a point of talking to me and just telling me random stories which was great. Initially I was good at chatting back with her but as we progressed on the course my ability to respond quickly diminished. By mile 18, I was just asking her one line questions. My mile 22, I was just responding to her stories with one word answers. By mile 24, I was barely able to grunt a response back to her...and at that point I remember thinking &quot;Stop talking to me...I don&#39;t have the extra calories to listen!&quot; This wasn&#39;t actually true...I was so grateful to have someone running with me and motivate me to keep running. I also felt my body getting tighter and screaming at me to stop. My quads hurt so bad and literally every time I closed my eyes to blink I had to work very hard to open them again. I have never felt this depleted in a race before but I also knew I was incredibly close to getting my goal time.&lt;/div&gt;
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Mary encouraged me to keep running and even helped me switch out my shirts when I was getting too hot. Throughout the whole race, I was using a run/walk method that I had read about for years but never used. Basically you run for a predetermined amount of time and then walk for a predetermined amount of time. I was running for 9 minutes and walking for 1 minute throughout the entire race. The fellow who came up with this method is a huge believer in it...but the idea is it only works if you do it from the beginning of the race even when you are feeling great. If you start walking once you start to feel tired...you have already lost the opportunity that the 1 minute brings to your bodies. I don&#39;t know the research behind it but I know it worked for me.&amp;nbsp;Towards the end of the race these walk breaks became harder and harder. I had a difficult time starting to run after each of them. Mary and I decided together that I should probably skip the last walk break and just run the last mile....that was probably the best decision ever. I am not sure I would have been able to run again if I stopped.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Around mile 25, I saw my cousin Josh&#39;s wife, Pam, and their three year old Gina. It was literally at probably my lowest point on the race. I was so tired, felt like I couldn&#39;t keep my eyes open, and was struggling to finish. It was a huge to see them...and extra cute was to see Gina running after me with the sign her and Pam made. This little bit motivated me to keep going and push on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I rounded the corner and saw the 26 mile sign...at the top of a hill....I pushed up it and rounded the corner. Mary cut out at this point and I saw Melissa, Denis, and Janet all waiting along the finish line route. I crossed the finish in an official time of 4:15:56...which was my goal. I couldn&#39;t hardly believe it. I knew I trained well for the race but I wasn&#39;t incredibly optimistic about finishing in my goal time. I have trained well for marathons in the past and completely flopped in the second half of the race. I really think having Mary run with me was a huge burst and also having my friends there cheering. Here is the link to my finishing time, splits and pace:&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://resultsarchive.active.com/pages/oneResult.jsp?pID=137376328&amp;amp;rsID=135078&quot;&gt;http://resultsarchive.active.com/pages/oneResult.jsp?pID=137376328&amp;amp;rsID=135078&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I met up with my dad, Paul and Janet at the gear check. Paul finished in a great time and qualified for Boston. The first thing Janet told me was she puked three times on the Ambassador Bridge. Apparently she wasn&#39;t feeling too well! She did say after that she felt great and had a much easier time running. As a Detroiter, I thought this was great because the owner of the Ambassador Bridge is a terrible man and is currently trying to block the building of another bridge over the river...much to the chagrin of pretty much everyone in Detroit. With that said, Vote No on Proposal 6.&lt;/div&gt;
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After the race, we gathered at my house and quite a few family members came over for chili and a potluck. It was great. The perfect ending to a great race and a beautiful race day. At this point, moving was terrible for me so I pretty much stayed sitting at the table. Paul, Denis, Mary and Melissa hit the road shortly after this because they all had to work on Monday. It was great to see all of them and show them around the city. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Monday after the race was really difficult. Going up and down stairs and going to the bathroom was to be avoided at all costs. Janet and I took it easy...minus visiting John King bookstore...which if you are from Detroit or been there before you know this is a massive bookstore with 4 floors and tons of stairs. It might have been a mistake to go on Monday after the marathon but it was the only time we could go. I painfully moved up and down the stairs but it was worth it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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As I right this, I feel a thousand times better. I can move with relative ease. I have been going up and down the stairs like a champ with only slight pain. I am still not ready to run but I feel great. Mostly I am just in shock I ran the time I wanted to run and don&#39;t really feel any residual injury. It was a good enough race for me to consider training for another marathon next year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/feeds/4434213544925753223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3905966753214009241/4434213544925753223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/4434213544925753223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3905966753214009241/posts/default/4434213544925753223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianzicek.blogspot.com/2012/10/marathon-wrap-up.html' title='Marathon Wrap Up'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262293294632811109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pb5cCQYNNdE/SBpaLQx1xfI/AAAAAAAADq8/uwBq8WnnGaM/S220/IMG_3414.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3905966753214009241.post-506847925814416418</id><published>2012-10-18T21:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2012-10-18T21:19:31.325-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathon Info</title><content type='html'>If you are interested in tracking me via your mobile phone or the internet on Sunday....you can!&lt;br /&gt;
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There are a few ways to track. All you need to know is my name and my Bib Number which is 1458. Here are the tracking methods:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Download the Marathon App&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;If you have a phone that lets you download apps, go to this website and download the Detroit Marathon App:&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;I haven&#39;t downloaded the app myself but apparently there is a section of it that will give you live updates of my progress on the course.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Track Online&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Go to this website:&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Type in my runner number (1458).&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The website will find me and then you just click on my name and it will give you live updates.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
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A lot of races offer an option where they will send you text messages of my progress through the race but apparently not this one. These are the only two options I can find so far. Enjoy tracking me!&lt;/div&gt;
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