When my daughter got a life-changing diagnosis at age 3, I had a sudden realization about how short life really is. I decided that I want my children to see me accomplish my goals - not just talk about them. I want them to know they can achieve whatever they want to in life - even when it is really hard! SO I began training for my first tri... now, the biggest compliment I can get is when my kids say "Mommy, I think you race really good."
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Sweet P just swam the length of the pool (25 yds) without stopping! This has been an issue for a while. Primarily because she refused to use her arms (“Whaa? Mermaids don’t use their arms,” she says)! Little Man and I finally convinced her, after a year, to try pulling with her arms… Success!!
I have NO idea where she gets her stubborn streak!
What a weekend!
Friday was quality time at the pool… our sitter was at her last day of camp and I had technically done all the workouts I needed to for the week… but because of some doubling up, I was left with a 2nd rest day and I didn’t really want that. I made a gross error in judgement and asked coach what I could do. That led to a 4000 swim! Hello people, THAT’S 4000!! I managed to get it all in over the course of 2 adult lap swim times at the pool (not optimal, but it worked out - the dread of finishing was great mental prep:)). AND, the water temp was 90 degrees! WTF?! The temp was posted and I thought it was a joke until I got in. Someone left the heater on a bit high, no?
Sat was supposed to be a ride, but a run was fitting better into the schedule… 60 min… 6 miles… on the Mtn to Sea trail. Did the pickups that were on the schedule as well… it was a tough-ish run… Enjoyed being on the trail so much.
Sunday was a ride with my group… 50 miles… 2:45! That felt blazing fast after WEEKS on my trainer… I’ve lost a little fitness, but nothing I can’t get back pretty quick. And I REALLY can’t believe how 50 miles felt long after feeling like nothing during IM training. I have made a goal of not missing any more group rides this summer. They really make me so much faster and stronger… not sure what I did before I was part of my little group.
Today, I rest… and every part of my sore body is glad. We will hit the pool and play.
Tomorrow it’s up at o’dark thirty to do master swim again. And make no mistake, I will be running my intervals AS SOON as I can get changed into running clothes post-swim. No more waiting until late in the day and feeling like death!
I have a tough week on the schedule… BRING IT!!
OK, just one shot tonight, because it’s like kind of a holiday.
Lets all face it… This is MY holiday! Guess I’ll be having an adult beverage tonight! Whoot whoot.
Considering I’ve only had maybe 5 adult beverages since Christmas dinner, 1 should be plenty :)
I CAN SEE… I CAN SEE!!
Cornea Ulcer healed and contacts acquired!! Thank heavens!
Now, I’m going after Elk Mtn… back in a few…
Refreshing summer treats made with coffee and yogurt nutella and yogurt
Holy smokes!! These look amazing!
Another day… Another long swim. 1:10 in the pool and some lifting of (sort of) heavy objects. This is lunch: Brussel sprouts, sautéed orange bell pepper, cherry tomatoes, and spinach, 2 fried eggs (over med), a sprinkle of parm, and a pickled okra and a jalapeño.
Hoping to get the OK to wear contacts tomorrow, then Imagonna RIDE MY BIKE!!
Passing on body hatred
I was seven when I discovered my mum was fat, ugly and horrible. Up until then I’d believed she was beautiful - in every sense of the word.
I found this to be a very interesting read… especially since we will be having a 14 year old girl living with us on and off throughout the summer… and Sweet P is about the age where she would start noticing this kind of thing. It’s funny because we don’t even own a full length mirror. I had the realization n grad school that I obsessed way less about the way my face and body looked if I wasn’t always seeing them in such excruciating detail. I’ve never even wanted a full length mirror since then.
I have to say that I lived with a mom who was constantly critical of her body and constantly dieting… and she was beautiful without all that! I was put on my first diet when I was in 2nd grade… not because she thought I was overweight, but because she wanted me to be aware of not gaining weight over the summer when I wasn’t doing as much gymnastics training. I look back now and just, WOW!! I’m not mad at her about it… she didn’t know any better… she was doing what she thought was good and right with me… but I don’t want to do this to my kids!
My day did not go as planned at all. After Master Swim, I had a meeting that went WAY long, so I had to postpone my run a bit… then a few other things popped up and I didn’t get to run until 6:00 tonight. Almost exactly 12 hours from stepping into the pool this morning.
It was hot… and I was tired… and at one point I busted out laughing because I realized I had (for who knows how long) been quietly whispering “shit, damn, shit, damn, shit damn” with each step and in rhythm to my pace… faster on the speed intervals, slower on the recovery! Hahaha! I guess I needed a distraction.
A great workout day… I’m TIRED!
Master Swim done… and I really like this group…
Showered… Seems like such a waste! I have intervals to run later… but now, I’m off to a meeting.
It’s 5:30 and I’m leaving for Master Swim… This is painfully early.
Every time my alarm goes off at 4:30 or 5:00 (which is normally races), my brian’s first thought is “aw, just skip it and go back to sleep. Really, is it THAT important?!”
