May…time to go.

Growing up, I was never one to take medicine, put bandaids or Neosporin on cuts, and I never had a sprained ankle that lasted very long. In short, I tend to heal fast. I’d like to thank my genes for that, but also my upbringing. My parents raised us to be tough. Walk it off. Get your ass up and keep going. Do. Not. Quit. I always joke around to people about how when I had the flu as a kid, my dad would tell me to “walk it off” (no seriously he did this). I may be a little more sensitive with my future kids, like, maybe throw some Theraflu at them (but they will definitely be making it themselves, no doubt. Self reliance and accountability, yo. Just kidding). These traits, though, they are engrained in my psyche. While useful in most situations, it also has created a very big difficulty in my asking for help when I need it. I have a great poker face. Vulnerability isn’t really my “thing.” Well, it wasn’t. Until now.

I’ll be relatively candid, this month has been a hard one. Aside from kicking off the month somewhat depressed because #dalportowedding was over, my training hours are getting longer (meaning my time with my dog is getting less and less), Mercury is in retrograde (so let’s face it we are all doomed), my personal life is something one could write a soap opera about, and I started seeing a therapist (this is actually a positive, but, ya know).

All of that said…this concept of “fast healing” (but this time in the emotional sense) has now suddenly become something I would like to challenge. Perhaps the way I have always approached healing doesn’t exactly work. Perhaps you have to really ‘feel the suck’, sit in it for a while, and really accept it in order to release it. Things don’t always go away by pretending they never happened. We can’t keep diverting our energy to other things if we haven’t really “dealt” with the things that truly require our attention. In fact, that festering creates a more intense and explosive situation down the line (trust me I know).

I’ve learned lately that getting help from others, and letting them care about you, is not all that scary. Nobody that really loves you judges you anyways, right? The past few weeks have been rocky, but in the midst of it I have had more people step up and be there for me in ways I would have never imagined. It’s reminded me to start dealing with problems instead of the infamous LDP action of “brushing it under the rug” – and in my stubborn nature, I often need a LOT of reminding.  I’m challenging my own status quo. It’s like, pretty hard, you guys. But so far, it’s also been insanely rewarding. I can only imagine how it’s all going to feel when I get to the other side of this Grand Teton-sized mountain.

Amongst these hardships, I also have had some incredibly joyous times, bouts of lighthearted laughter, moments of pride, and lots and lots of gratitude. Let’s talk about those, with pictures, because pictures are more pretty #duh…

So here’s a little Happy Friday version of “Things I am Loving” 🙂

  •  PopSugar “Must Have” Boxes


My mom got me a 3-month subscription to these, it’s basically like a Birch Box but with a more eclectic mix of “stuff.” This month’s came the other day, and I love EVERYTHING. It was complete with this new yoga mat from Gaiam, Breathe Deeply eucalyptus facial spray (insta-zen, seriously), some body scrub thing that super-exfoliates and smells like lemon zest amazingness, a super cute new bracelet, new mascara, a foot therapy towelette (did they read my mind? With all of the running and cycling I am doing, this feels like it was sent from the Gods), and a few other little things. I wish I had the links to everything here but I’m kind of lazy so how about you just go HERE and sign up for this box of awesomeness yourselves because it really is “happiness delivered.”

  • The “Lake Tahoe” ride. How have I not done this until now? I think I am addicted. It’s a stunning, stunning ride that completely circumferences the lake. I took WAY more photos than this, but I will not bore you. The ride is full of rolling hills, headwinds, sometimes really crappy roads, but come, on the views are worth it. Besides altitude training never hurt anyone. I’ll be doing this like, 7 more times before my big race in August.


Emerald Cove – can you say “AHHHH”? Well, I can. It was a freaking BETCH climbing up into this, and another betch climbing out of it. Worth it? Yep.


Disclaimer: Selfies while riding are for experienced yet somewhat stupid cyclists only.


72 miles later, I collapsed on the grass at Sunnyside in all my glory. And then I ate a huge sandwich.


  • My Paint Splattered Nike Leggings. No, I am not being paid by Nike to promo their products. Nike stuff fits me well, and I am in love with these radical things. I wear them a lot – to spin class, to run in, to work, and I always get asked where I got them. I actually don’t think you can buy this print anymore but all of their stuff is awesome. Plus, they are the only legging I have found that doesn’t slip down on you until you start sweating a little. You know what I mean? Like, why do I have to sweat to make my spandex waistband “stick”? No idea what I’m talking about? Yeah ok, then buy Nike pants. Won’t be an issue.



  • Barrel Project Zinfandel Sour Ale. So while yes, I have recently been obsessed with ciders, I came across this brew last week while at a coffee shop in SF and decided to try it (don’t worry, it wasn’t during work hours). I love Zin, and I love beer. So obviously I was intrigued and went for it. Uh, try it. Try it now. I have rather polarizing taste buds, so be forewarned, this ain’t no summer easy drinking choice. But it’s made it’s way into my rotation for sure.



  • This blog post. You guys, the 1-Page Blog has this recruiter who writes for them sometimes and she’s like, soo00 good and you should totally check it out and HEY GUESS WHAT THAT’S ME. Shameless self-promotion. Sorry. But I’m pretty proud of this one. Stay tuned (or better yet, subscribe!) for more content from yours truly. 🙂


So all in all, Linds, why did you totally divulge your heart to us earlier? Well, since you asked…here’s the deal. I like to think that maybe my learnings and experiences will help others in some way shape or form. I personally find a lot of strength in talking things out with people, relating and comparing stories, and ultimately knowing that others go through some of the same messy life crap that I do, so here I am telling you that YOU ARE NOT ALONE. I’m trying to be vulnerable, remember? Also, like many of us, writing is a form of therapy for me. You’ll notice I like to sound like I am trying to win a “Who can use the word “like” the most” contest. I enjoy writing the way I talk – sassy, sarcastic, and sometimes even smart.

Besides…maybe we actually do have to hit rock bottom in order to stand a little taller. Maybe we have to be proverbially slapped across the face by people who love us in order to see the reality of a situation vs. dwelling on things we think we want, in order to wake up and take a look at our lives and realize how goddam lucky and worthy we are. The road ahead of me is long…and that light at the end of the tunnel is probably a little too far to see just yet, but the tunnel is in sight. Wow, maybe I DO heal pretty fast…or maybe I’m just really high on caffeine? Maybe it’s both.

HAPPY FRIDAY! What are you all up to this weekend? I’m doing yoga with some coworkers tonight to cap off the week, attending The Movemeant Foundation’s Dare to Bare event in the Marina, seeing Disclosure at the Bill Graham Auditorium with some friends, and of course, riding my bike. 🙂



Things I’m Loving 2.0

After a decent amount of go, go, go in my life lately, I have to admit it’s quite nice to be in a month of a little less “activity” and a little more…well, activity in the way of exercise but much less so in the way of obligations, events, birthdays (guys I’m 31…31…say it again…sigh…ok, we’re good), the “HCLS of weddings” (only my GoRuck friends will get that one), etc.

So as I am sitting in my gym’s super waspy and adorable cafe/restaurant after a spin class (2nd workout of the day, thank you!) with a glass of Zin and a super healthy chicken dish to my left, I decided to throw together some more of my recent favorite, odd, stupid indulgences and obsessions because who doesn’t love a good list of random shit that some basic white girl from the burbs loves to talk about…amirite?!


  • Tom’s Organic Deodorant – not to be mistaken with the shoe company (deodorant for shoes? That’s called “Dr. Schols” and I totally bought some this morning). Get the lavender scented one. I am not typically a deodorant person, but I decided randomly the other week to buy this and try it. Now before you say “Ew, gross”, I’m going to say “Heyyy have you looked into how much aluminum in deodorant screws with like, your entire existence? Yeah I didn’t think so. Aluminum is for cheap bike frames, and like, Diet Coke cans.” Tom’s is aluminum free. Plus, it’s super fresh smelling and doesn’t leave stains on your black shirt when you put it on because who puts on a shirt all sultry-like how they do in deodorant commercials? That’s right. NOBODY.


  • UCan Energy Bars – I’m not even sure if I should capitalize all the letters in “UCAN” (look I just did it) because the packaging is so futuristic and space-like, who knows? Weird, weird aesthetic to the wrapper but holy deliciousness. I am a little weird in that I like kinda chalky tasting energy bars but seriously, the chocolate peanut butter flavor is so good and I can eat one in like 25 seconds flat. Plus, they are gluten free, no sugar, etc etc…yeah, just try them. They sell them at my gym and I decided to test one out one morning because who can resist a space-like font… I’ve been hooked ever since.


  • This workout  – I kind of go into this in the post, but I’ll say it again. Ironman training is a lot of cardio, and your weight lifting and body weight strength kiiiiind of go to shit during it. So in realizing this, and the frustration that goes along with not being able to do, like, a single pull-up anymore sparked me to try this masochistic upper body scorcher. I now have broken blisters on both of my palms but hey, who needs to wash their hair with their entire palm anyway? All joking aside, this is a fantastic upper body and core burner that I am bound and determined to complete once a week until either my palms fall off completely or I have she-hulk arms. Whichever comes first?


  • Crispin Cider – I have to attribute my very recent newfound obsession with this crisp (touché, Crispin), gluten free, refreshing, super full of sugar drink to my darling friend Jenn. I was never a cider fan until her and our Nordcal event where all we did was drink copious amounts of it, and now I seriously can’t go back to “regular” beer. After just 3 weeks, I feel versed enough to give advice on which ciders to try and which ones I like and why. Yeah…it’s that bad (and for the record, I really like Red Branch Raspberry and Crispin original…oh, and Stella cider is NOT BAD!)


  • “I Had A Nice  Time…And Other Lies” – this is a book, guys. I have had so many laugh out loud moments while reading this, particularly in inappropriate places like crowded BART trains and quiet working cafes. It’s all about modern dating as a modern woman, written by two gals who have made the “betch” an icon, which is basically a girl with the mentality of a “I am a confident, no BS, doesn’t settle, ‘I am a prize’ type of chick”. A chick we should all seriously act like. It is enlightening, absolutely hysterical, super true, and something every single gal trying to get a decent date in this world should read. Or you could like, become a Nun and never have to worry about men again. Totally up to you.


Happy Wednesday to all of my lovely readers…hope your day was filled with blisters, spilled coffee, and Justin Beiber spin class songs like mine was!



I truly wish there was a different word for “beautiful”…something more powerful (ugh, NO that was not a line from the most recent episode of Nashville, how dare you suggest that…but seriously though, #teamlayla). So anyways, if there were, and heck maybe there is, I would use it to describe this past weekend’s wedding weekend extravaganza for my brother AJ and his now-wife, Vanessa. I’ll get into the festivities before the ceremony here in a second…but the wedding day was as if ‘Home & Garden’, ‘The Knot’, ‘Restoration Hardware’ and I dunno, give me some horse magazine, had a baby and it won a cute baby contest…aka absolutely exquisite.

The wedding was at K2 Ranch in Glen Ellen (Sonoma), but the weekend really began on Thursday, when all of the families (this is about 100+ people total…insanity right?), and many of the friends attending came up to enjoy the gorgeous area…you may as well, right? The neat thing is that everyone grouped up and went in on big houses together, in lieu of hotels; it really gave the wedding a sense of relaxation and was a vacation for all. So, what do you do when you are the single sister with family and friends spread out everywhere, from all over, that you, too, are obligated to see? You house bounce.

I began the day visiting my dad & Jeanene’s mansion (I actually don’t use that term lightly, these houses were all MANSIONS), clad with an outdoor pool, a private chef, multiple levels of rooms, margaritas, out of town cattle friends, and a father so happy to be there he was goofy smiling the entire time. After hanging out with them for a while, I trekked over to the Dal Porto cousin’s house. We sat on the deck, drank prosecco, cooked a peasant’s meal of steak and lobster…




…fed my cousin’s 1 year old son some wine (just kidding, but how cute is he?! That’s Hunter, my cousin Matt’s son)




…and then later I headed over to a house a few of the bridesmaids were staying at to say hi and have a drink. ‘Sheesh Lindsey, really?’ you’re all thinking. But hey, when in wine country…and it was only Thursday.

Knowing that I needed to get SOME training in, I selfishly took off on Friday morning on my bike and did a stunning 45 mile ride around Sonoma/Santa Rosa, but not before I stopped over at my mom’s big family’s mansion (that we later dubbed the Adult Castle)…

Gorgeous ride up Warm Springs Road in Sonoma, CA

…then met my mom’s side of the family for lunch and more wine (duh) at VJB Winery – a fan favorite of myself, mom, and Dave. That night was the rehearsal dinner, so I took off and checked into my 4th house of the trip, the cottage on the property of the rehearsal dinner site, Landmark Vineyards, where I was to finally make a home for the next 2 nights.  After getting prettied up, we headed to the wedding venue for rehearsal, to go over the logistics of how to walk down the aisle as a bridal party without screwing up and embarrassing Aj and Vanessa. Back at Landmark for the Rehearsal Dinner (we’re calling this wedding #1 because it was like, 90 people or something and absolutely gorgeous – good job, parents!), the wine was flowing, the bbq was tasty, and the speeches were tear inducing. I spoke a bit to the couple over microphone myself, and I did it without offending anyone or fumbling, and got a few praises for it. Go me!

Dal Porto ladies…#lucky


NOT blowing it during my speech

We kept it relatively calm that night – ok, that is a lie, we partied with the cousins until probably midnight, and then tucked away in a sleepless excitement for the big day (sheesh you’d think this was my wedding day, wouldn’t you?)

Early Saturday morning called all of the bridesmaids to gather and get ready together, and we had an entire crew ready and set to make us beautiful on the property of Vanessa’s parents rental…and it was so picturesque you’d think you were walking through a magazine (again).

Makeup in the vineyards…standard


“Villa life”
Natali (Vanessa’s sister) and I

After photos in our darling robes, sitting through eyeliner being scratched onto our eyelids and mounds hairspray applied to keep our gorgeous hair-do’s…we headed out! The first thing Vanessa’s sister and I did upon arrival…was get a beer…fitting, eh? We did family photos before the ceremony, as Aj and Vanessa really wanted to enjoy their cocktail hour and wedding without having to forcefully rope family away from the bar and into forced smiling for ungodly amounts of time after they said “I do.” I was quite thankful, because the smiles were actually genuine. 🙂

Ahhh, the ceremony. A very dear friend of my family’s, Larry Stonebarger, officiated the nuptials, and he did such a good job that I am pretty sure my eyes were teared up, oh, 99.5% of the time. He really made it about the history of my family, as well as Vanessa’s, and told many stories that referenced relatives who have passed and how beautifully integrated our two families were. It truly is a special bond those two have, as both come from long standing farming families in the bay area, and Larry did a fantastic job of highlighting their love.


…do not fall, do not fall…


My brother, the groom!
The beautiful couple

After we all got “off stage”, it was time to party…and boyyyyyy did we party. The reception had a live band, an open bar, more tear-inducing speeches, lots of dancing, and of course, a homemade donut stand (?!?!? yeah, I’m taking notes here…). Every single person was in one of the best moods I have ever seen, and Aj was just glowing. As a friend described it, you could just FEEL the love all around. It will forever in my mind go down as one of the most well put together, fantastical, gorgoeous, joyous events I have ever been to (well done, Ness!).

Coming home from such an amazing weekend is always hard, as I have talked about before, but it’s important to remember how blessed I am to have such incredible people in my family and in my life. Back to training reality, sigh…so what’s next?