Krista Park
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For seven years I was a Senior Electrical Engineer for Motorola in Lawrenceville, GA. We sold our house, bought a motorhome, quit our jobs and now travel full-time. My last day with Motorola was 09/16/06. Todd started his own Engineering company and I am supposed to be working for him...

Todd and I both grew up in New Mexico and met in Engineering school at UNM.

I was born and raised in Los Alamos and Todd in Santa Fe.  We both worked on Electrical Engineering degrees and played city league soccer, but other than that had separate interests.   I spent my free time skiing in the winter and backpacking in the summers.  I kept Todd entertained with many "almost died" stories, lighting at 14,000 feet, sliding uncontrollably down ice fields at 12,000ft, getting myself stuck, alone, on cliffs while skiing out of bounds... I received a ticket for illegal backpacking in Oklahoma (of all places) and was threatened with a trip to jail for skiing out of bound in Crested Butte, CO.  My friends and I camped in ski hill parking lots during horrible snow storms because we didn't have hotel money and wanted first tracks.  I talked Todd into two weekend backpacking trips, but he didn't really take to it. 

Todd played guitar and sang at a local Press Club where I guess I was his groupie. He took karate (I watched him compete/perform for his brown belt) and mountain biked occasionally.  For a couple years we got into waterfowl hunting, training our Labradors and competing in Hunt Tests (similar to field trials). 

When we moved to Georgia in 2000 I tried backpacking but it wasn't the same, I tried skiing in NC but they don't have black runs much less double blacks or extreme areas, we ended up playing indoor soccer on a co-ed team for a couple seasons.  In 2002 some of the guys at work were meeting once a week to ride, we joined them and met quite a few new friends.  Kim Moore talked me into racing my first race in 2003.  I pedaled like crazy, when I crossed the finish line (in first place and about to die) I kept saying: "this is not fun, not at all fun, who said this is fun?...”  But for some reason I kept racing, I did one more beginner race then moved up to Sport.  That year I severed my ACL, gave up soccer and stuck with cycling.