Ten weeks to the hour since I broke my arm, turns out life goes on after all. I made my comeback Sunday without much fuss with my goal to ride at least 10 miles before loading up. Oh, how I’d missed just driving for a while and having the chance to clear my thoughts and get them together again (and repeat.) It dawned on me that I would be making my return to riding on Easter, so I turned on the Christian rock station for the 90-mile drive to Brooksville. I might have even shed a few tears as I realized I was experiencing my own resurrection in starting over with my riding and training.

Pulling into the park, I sped by the normal parking spot and headed toward the back so as not to be seen or pressured to ride over my head. I wanted to prove my triumph over injury to myself before my official revivification and took the opportunity to come alive again and experience the joy that riding brings me, which nothing, no evil, can destroy.


Gearing up

The goal of human life is not death but resurrection – Karl Barth

To be free

It’s been nine weeks (and counting) since I rode my dirt bike (not counting the lap I took around the storage unit last week making sure my girl was still alive and kickin’ – she started on the second kick.)

I spent my Sunday fun day at Tampa MX shooting photos for Round 1 of the Top Gun Dealer Cup. It was nice to dust off my camera in support of the hundreds who showed up to the first-ever No Race Fee series, which was all made possible through partnering with local Tampa Bay dealers. I’m hoping to race the next one on May 21.



Trackside with Stella Jean Bowyer




I love training at different heart rate intensities and including workouts about 90 percent or above my maximum heart rate, which according to a recent workout, is 203. So, 90 percent of 203 is around 192 average bpm. (Side note: According to a formula published in the Journal of the American College of Cardiology, my maximum heart rate is 185.6?)

I ran just over a 5K yesterday and averaged 189 bpm with a max of 199 and a minimum of 137. Last week, I averaged 192-194 bpm, which means my fitness is improving. Over time, my average heart rate should continue to decrease as my work capacity increases.

I love being able to glance down at my watch and know how fast my heart is beating; it inspires me to keep pushing or go harder if I’m not already almost dying. This level of intensity is physically and mentally so demanding (especially in 80-degree-temperatures after sitting inside at a desk all day) that I’m completely exhausted afterward. Goal!

I can’t wait to wear this thing on my bike!

“The greater the exertion, the greater the rate at which calories are burned.” – Web MD.


Ride time

It’s almost time for me to get back on my horse, which is blue with two wheels and a motor, so I celebrated this weekend by putting on one boot and taking her for a spin. She started on the second kick, which means she’s about ready to ride as I am, if a little rusty (smoky).


Sweat season

I’ve worked out twice since my cast came off a week ago today, which is twice as many times as I worked out since breaking my arm February 5. I’m excited about my new Yamaha-blueish daily-fitness-tracker watch, which syncs to my phone and sends me alerts for incoming calls, texts or apps. In the meantime, I’ve […]

via Sweat season — Jenn Sheppard

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Working off the cast tan line

I celebrated getting my cast off, first, by purchasing the Polar M400 watch and, second, with a 4-mile run for the first time since February. Yikes. 

While I’m not cleared to ride, yet, but I am otherwise good to go with a split for the next three weeks, per doctor’s orders. My run was slow but steady and exhausting. Naturally, I forgot to stretch after, so I could not walk for four days. Today, I’m planning to run again and see if I can get my heart rate higher than 201 – my max four days ago. I’m fascinated by the amount of data the watch collects. From miles recorded to calories burned and inactivity alarms, the best part is seeing my heart rate zones – from 1 to 5, and the percentage of time in each.



With my 4-mile run, I walked 11,301 steps in 3.57 hours of active time tracked for a total of 5.57 miles. I sat for 6.54 hours, walked for 2.42 hours and ran over an hour with an average heart rate of 192 bpm. I can’t wait to try it out in the woods!











Radial bow

Ten days to go until the cast comes off so I’m trying to find joy in missing out and forget about what I missed out on last week, such as spectating at the Daytona Supercross “arguably the most unique and iconic race of the 2017 Monster Energy Supercross Series” and not getting invited to ride epic dirt bike trails with my  buddies.

This morning, I’m practicing mindfulness—the mental state of being completely aware and engaged in the present—and not letting the unpleasantries of wearing this cast for over a month affect me more than it already has.

“If you spend less time dwelling on negative thoughts, you open yourself up to receiving happier ones.”