Another long weekend ahead! I have about 2 more hours of work before I head out to meet friends for a short bike ride, then go on a dinner date with my husband. No work tomorrow thanks to the New Year's holiday = a three day weekend!
This has been a good first week of training. I haven't skipped any workouts yet, and hopefully I can continue that trend throughout the weekend. I am going to try to avoid the temptation of sleeping in tomorrow and head out to Cedar Park for a 40ish mile bike ride, then hit the Rec Center for a swim. Even though tomorrow night is New Year's Eve, I doubt I will make it to midnight - haven't for the past few years, it's really not that important to me anymore. We're going to see the Fighter at a late matinee, then watch my Gamecocks kick some Florida State butt. I *may* get spontaneous and stay up past 10 pm, but I doubt it.
New Year's morning we are running in the Resolution Run 5k in Round Rock, as we've done the past several years. It's become a tradition that I've really come to enjoy, and this year I am out for revenge on that 10 year old who beat me last year and won the race (okay, just to clarify that this is not your normal 10 yr old. She's this super speedy phenom who already has sponsors. I guess she's 11 now). Saturday afternoon, we're heading over to our friends house for chili and football, then Sunday I'll wrap up my training week with a 13-14 mile run (also making Dan take me to see Black Swan).
Happy New Years!
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
You Know You're Ironman Training Again...
...When your desk at work looks like this. I turned the Cheetos bag face down since I am supposed to be eating healthy!
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
What a Year!
As 2011 quickly approaches, I wanted to take a moment to recap on my most memorable 2010 happenings. Whether I laughed or cried, or both, 2010 proved to be one of the best years to date.
1) Dan - for putting up with me, especially during Ironman training.
2) Jo and Mike (the 'rents) – who put up with my 1 minute phone calls in between work/workouts – and who are constantly worried about me when I’m out on my bike rides and runs, no matter how long or short they are.
3) The rest of 'Team Erin' - friends and family - who supported me during my Ironman.
4) My run group & tri-training friends – who slowed down when I was slow, who sped up when I was fast, and whose company made those long bike rides made them seem so much shorter.
5) My Daily Mile & blogging friends – some whom I have met and some that I have not, but correspond with via comments or emails. Thank you for reading and commenting/supporting my IM journey.
6) Finally, Coach Shawn– who never stopped believing in me and whose positive energy flowed almost every day despite when I was not in the mood for my workouts. I cannot thank him enough for my accomplishments this year.
If 2010 was that great of a year, I can’t wait to see what 2011 has in store! Stay Tuned :)
- I ran four marathons, starting out the year in Houston with a PR of 3:15 and finishing at the year with another PR of 3:10 in Las Vegas.
- I trained for and completed an Ironman! Finished Ironman C'ouer D'Alene in 12:35:49.
- Signed up for my second Ironman.
- Finally broke 20 minutes in the 5k with a PR of 19:41!
- Won several (small) road races.
- Placed in my age group and top 20 women in some big races including San Antonio & Vegas Marathons, Dallas Turkey Trot and the Decker Half-Marathon.
- Competed in 2 half-Ironmans.
- Was named the Employee of the Year for the City of Georgetown (Community Services Division)
- Completely revamped the Cupid's Chase 5K in my first year in charge, more than doubling participation from the previous year.
- Threw an awesome birthday party for my basset baby, Flash.
- Finally figured out how to use the gears on my bike correctly.
- Completed my first Century (100 mile) bike ride in April.
- Got used to waking up at 4:45 am every day, sometimes even earlier (3:00 am back in May to get in my long run before an early work event).
- Convinced Dan to sign up for his first marathon, and his second Olympic Distance Triathlon.
- Made some great new friends and training partners.
- Trained with the Southwestern Univ. Men's Cross Country team in the Fall who pushed/inspired me to become a better runner.
1) Dan - for putting up with me, especially during Ironman training.
2) Jo and Mike (the 'rents) – who put up with my 1 minute phone calls in between work/workouts – and who are constantly worried about me when I’m out on my bike rides and runs, no matter how long or short they are.
3) The rest of 'Team Erin' - friends and family - who supported me during my Ironman.
4) My run group & tri-training friends – who slowed down when I was slow, who sped up when I was fast, and whose company made those long bike rides made them seem so much shorter.
5) My Daily Mile & blogging friends – some whom I have met and some that I have not, but correspond with via comments or emails. Thank you for reading and commenting/supporting my IM journey.
6) Finally, Coach Shawn– who never stopped believing in me and whose positive energy flowed almost every day despite when I was not in the mood for my workouts. I cannot thank him enough for my accomplishments this year.
If 2010 was that great of a year, I can’t wait to see what 2011 has in store! Stay Tuned :)
Monday, December 27, 2010
Here we go again!
First things first: what a great Christmas and long weekend! I was able to relax, catch up on my rest and spend time with family and friends. It was great. And, while I managed to get in some good runs and not slack off completely, I also ate A LOT. A LOT of junk in particular. While the holiday break may be bad for my waistline, it's incredible for my spirit and I'll look back fondly on the holiday food and fun with loved ones.
4:45 am slapped me in the face this morning as it was back to work and the start of Ironman training (YES, IRONMAN) with an 8 mile recovery run and a core workout. I'll be back in the pool during lunch for the first time in about 3 weeks. I am taking bets on whether I actually swim or just sink. Last night I got on my bike for the first time in several months and it was painful. I only rode 18 miles, and it seemed like forever. 18 measly miles?! Needless to say, I have a lot of work to do, but I am looking forward to the challenge.
So...back to Ironman. After many conversations with others and myself, I decided to move forward with the race. There were many reasons for my decision, but ultimately it came down to whether or not I would regret the decision to withdraw come May 21st. And, in the end, I really felt like I would. I purposely took a break from tri-related training these past few weeks to see if I missed it, and I did. So, while the next 5 months will be pretty busy for me, I am looking forward to the training and the feeling of accomplishment that goes along with it. I also was able to make some changes to how I approach training and life to make it all more manageable, so I do not become a robotic crazed iron-focused Erin.
I'm happy to be back in the swing of things. Back to getting in my double workouts. Back to getting out of bed when the alarm goes off instead of negotiating a way to stay in bed and rearrange my training schedule. Back to knocking out the training schedule without forcing myself. Back to being excited to see results.
I am so grateful for my many friends - on-line and in real life - that listened to me, helped me, encouraged me, didn't tell me what to do, sympathized, empathized and gave helpful advice. Not one person said give it up, you're crazy for doing all that training and yet everyone said it's okay to give it up if it's what I really want!
Let the new journey begin!
4:45 am slapped me in the face this morning as it was back to work and the start of Ironman training (YES, IRONMAN) with an 8 mile recovery run and a core workout. I'll be back in the pool during lunch for the first time in about 3 weeks. I am taking bets on whether I actually swim or just sink. Last night I got on my bike for the first time in several months and it was painful. I only rode 18 miles, and it seemed like forever. 18 measly miles?! Needless to say, I have a lot of work to do, but I am looking forward to the challenge.
So...back to Ironman. After many conversations with others and myself, I decided to move forward with the race. There were many reasons for my decision, but ultimately it came down to whether or not I would regret the decision to withdraw come May 21st. And, in the end, I really felt like I would. I purposely took a break from tri-related training these past few weeks to see if I missed it, and I did. So, while the next 5 months will be pretty busy for me, I am looking forward to the training and the feeling of accomplishment that goes along with it. I also was able to make some changes to how I approach training and life to make it all more manageable, so I do not become a robotic crazed iron-focused Erin.
I'm happy to be back in the swing of things. Back to getting in my double workouts. Back to getting out of bed when the alarm goes off instead of negotiating a way to stay in bed and rearrange my training schedule. Back to knocking out the training schedule without forcing myself. Back to being excited to see results.
I am so grateful for my many friends - on-line and in real life - that listened to me, helped me, encouraged me, didn't tell me what to do, sympathized, empathized and gave helpful advice. Not one person said give it up, you're crazy for doing all that training and yet everyone said it's okay to give it up if it's what I really want!
Let the new journey begin!
Monday, December 20, 2010
Ready for the Holidays (or the paid time off of work anyways!)
I am so ready for the holidays to be here. Seriously.
It's the Monday before Christmas, which means that the only people in the office are people who were too irresponsible to save their vacation time till the end of the year. I.e. me.
I thought about borrowing half a vacation day from next year so that I may wander the mall aimlessly this afternoon instead of sitting in my quiet office surfing the internet. But then I remembered I need to save my vacation for either Ironman or a summer marathon, not to mention my brother's wedding in the Fall. Crap.
This weekend will be glorious. It's the first Christmas we haven't traveled (THANK GOD I will not be sitting in traffic on I-35) and I am planning on doing nothing...which hopefully includes renting Elf and eating mac and cheese. Yum. Then, hopefully, Dan will buy some Christmas presents for me...because right now, our tree has a lot of presents under it, not not a single one has my name on it besides the ones from my mom.
We'll be having my aunt and uncle and cousin over (down from Michigan visiting my other cousin who lives in Austin) for Christmas Eve dinner, followed by sleeping in in Christmas, a Christmas run, pancakes, presents, and going to see "Little Fockers" at the Drafthouse.
Holidays, please hurry. I need a break!
P.S. Still haven't decided about Ironman Texas, but I think I know what I am going to do. Waiting until the end of the year to make my final decision/announcement. I know you all (my 2 readers) are waiting on the edge of your seats... :)
It's the Monday before Christmas, which means that the only people in the office are people who were too irresponsible to save their vacation time till the end of the year. I.e. me.
I thought about borrowing half a vacation day from next year so that I may wander the mall aimlessly this afternoon instead of sitting in my quiet office surfing the internet. But then I remembered I need to save my vacation for either Ironman or a summer marathon, not to mention my brother's wedding in the Fall. Crap.
This weekend will be glorious. It's the first Christmas we haven't traveled (THANK GOD I will not be sitting in traffic on I-35) and I am planning on doing nothing...which hopefully includes renting Elf and eating mac and cheese. Yum. Then, hopefully, Dan will buy some Christmas presents for me...because right now, our tree has a lot of presents under it, not not a single one has my name on it besides the ones from my mom.
We'll be having my aunt and uncle and cousin over (down from Michigan visiting my other cousin who lives in Austin) for Christmas Eve dinner, followed by sleeping in in Christmas, a Christmas run, pancakes, presents, and going to see "Little Fockers" at the Drafthouse.
Holidays, please hurry. I need a break!
P.S. Still haven't decided about Ironman Texas, but I think I know what I am going to do. Waiting until the end of the year to make my final decision/announcement. I know you all (my 2 readers) are waiting on the edge of your seats... :)
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Undecided
*SIGH*. I'm still debating on whether or not to compete in Ironman Texas this year. I go back and forth, back and forth. I am giving myself until the end of the year to decide, and at that point I either need to get my butt in gear and train for triathlon, or switch gears and focus on running.
I really wish they would let you defer until 2012, but not the case. They will only give you a refund of $150 of the $630 registration fee....ouch.
I've been looking at summer marathon options, as I will need something to fill the void of Ironman Texas, something to focus on if I don't do Ironman. Right now it's between Rock and Roll San Diego marathon, or the historic Grandma's marathon in Duluth, Minnesota - both in June. Right now I am leaning towards Grandma's, simply because I've already run San Diego (horribly). If I forgo Ironman, I will also train for the JFK 50-miler in November, which doesn't start too far away from where I grew up.
Whatever I decide, I need to be confident in that decision and not look back...verdict to come!!
I really wish they would let you defer until 2012, but not the case. They will only give you a refund of $150 of the $630 registration fee....ouch.
I've been looking at summer marathon options, as I will need something to fill the void of Ironman Texas, something to focus on if I don't do Ironman. Right now it's between Rock and Roll San Diego marathon, or the historic Grandma's marathon in Duluth, Minnesota - both in June. Right now I am leaning towards Grandma's, simply because I've already run San Diego (horribly). If I forgo Ironman, I will also train for the JFK 50-miler in November, which doesn't start too far away from where I grew up.
Whatever I decide, I need to be confident in that decision and not look back...verdict to come!!
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Check Me Out
I was honored to be asked by Cleveland runner Greg Strosaker if he could interview me about my running and feature the interview on his blog. How cool is that! The interview will go live today (Wed., 12/15) at 7:30 pm EST. Click HERE later today to check out my interview!
Monday, December 13, 2010
Decisions
I'm thinking about withdrawling from Ironman Texas. It's something I've been thinking about a lot lately and going back and forth with. I'm still not 100% sure what my decision will be, but right now I am leaning towards withdrawling.
There are several factors that have caused me to re-think this race. While there are personal reasons having to do with simply having too much on my plate and needing to focus, and those reasons may be more than enough by themselves, for the purposes of this blog the one reason I want to talk about is my running.
I've been running very well (for me) lately. I have raced A LOT the past few months and keep doing better and better - and this is all without following a training plan for running, not really watching my nutrition and not resting. It really got me thinking about what I could do if I hired a coach, followed a plan with specific peaks/valleys worked into training and really keyed in on my nutrition. I've never had any formal training with running, and I would really like to see what I am capable of. And, really, the bottom line is that I simply love to run. I enjoy triathlon, but sometimes it's more of a chore than a hobby to me. Ironman training requires me to cut back on my running, which I don't really want to do.
Training for an Ironman requires 15-20+ hours per week of training (or if not actual training time, then training-related time), maybe more, if you factor in drive time. It’s an incredible sacrifice not only for the individual, but that individual’s friends and family. Then there is the money involved in getting to the event and back. For me, to spend upwards of 400 hours on training and a few thousand dollars on travel and lodging, only to end up not being excited about the event makes me re-think my participation.
I haven't really started to train for this Ironman. I've been running and doing a little swimming, but my biking has been non-existent. I keep telling myself "this will be the week I start Ironman training", then the week comes and goes and I've done nothing but run. I’m having a super hard time getting a fire lit under my ass. I HATE people who complain about Ironman training. No one MAKES you do it. My theory has been if you’re going to complain about it and hate it don’t do it! Which has gotten me thinking...
I don’t really have anything to prove. I don’t feel like doing a 2nd Ironman or improving my time by 8 or 19 or 47 minutes will make me a better person. I feel like the work to reward pay off has diminished having done it once.
I have some hard choices to make. Pay attention to what I’m feeling and walk away from IM Texas before I’ve invested a ton of time into the training to pursue other things that make me happier at the moment. The risk is that I will regret my decision and wish that I was out there when May 21st comes around....
There are several factors that have caused me to re-think this race. While there are personal reasons having to do with simply having too much on my plate and needing to focus, and those reasons may be more than enough by themselves, for the purposes of this blog the one reason I want to talk about is my running.
I've been running very well (for me) lately. I have raced A LOT the past few months and keep doing better and better - and this is all without following a training plan for running, not really watching my nutrition and not resting. It really got me thinking about what I could do if I hired a coach, followed a plan with specific peaks/valleys worked into training and really keyed in on my nutrition. I've never had any formal training with running, and I would really like to see what I am capable of. And, really, the bottom line is that I simply love to run. I enjoy triathlon, but sometimes it's more of a chore than a hobby to me. Ironman training requires me to cut back on my running, which I don't really want to do.
Training for an Ironman requires 15-20+ hours per week of training (or if not actual training time, then training-related time), maybe more, if you factor in drive time. It’s an incredible sacrifice not only for the individual, but that individual’s friends and family. Then there is the money involved in getting to the event and back. For me, to spend upwards of 400 hours on training and a few thousand dollars on travel and lodging, only to end up not being excited about the event makes me re-think my participation.
I haven't really started to train for this Ironman. I've been running and doing a little swimming, but my biking has been non-existent. I keep telling myself "this will be the week I start Ironman training", then the week comes and goes and I've done nothing but run. I’m having a super hard time getting a fire lit under my ass. I HATE people who complain about Ironman training. No one MAKES you do it. My theory has been if you’re going to complain about it and hate it don’t do it! Which has gotten me thinking...
I don’t really have anything to prove. I don’t feel like doing a 2nd Ironman or improving my time by 8 or 19 or 47 minutes will make me a better person. I feel like the work to reward pay off has diminished having done it once.
I have some hard choices to make. Pay attention to what I’m feeling and walk away from IM Texas before I’ve invested a ton of time into the training to pursue other things that make me happier at the moment. The risk is that I will regret my decision and wish that I was out there when May 21st comes around....
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Las Vegas Marathon Race Report
Las Vegas Rock & Roll Marathon Race Report:
I’ll say it now: this race report will be long. So bring a GU, get a glass of water, find a comfortable chair and read on. And if you can’t read the entire thing, I’ll go ahead and spoil it by putting the results up front:
Las Vegas Marathon
Time: 3:10:25
Average: 7:16 min/mile
14th place woman, 3rd in my age group
Las Vegas. What an interesting place. This was my first trip to Vegas, surprisingly, so I didn’t really know what to expect. The best way I can describe it is as a 24 hour party. I felt like I was back in college on a week long Spring Break. Lots of temptation that didn’t really fit well with me going to bed at 9 pm and trying to rest for a marathon. Have you ever tried to go to bed at 9 pm in Las Vegas? It’s not exactly a quiet city…
I started out last week on a good note. Watching my nutrition, getting some rest and staying focused. My goal was to break 3:13, which was my PR from San Antonio a few weeks ago. Being the overly ambitious person I am, I decided to shoot for 3:12:59. Hey, a PR is a PR :). My biggest quandary was how to approach pacing in this race. I am a big fan (most of the time) of running with a pace group, as I feel it helps me to push myself a little harder. For San Antonio, I ran with the 3:15 pace group, who actually was running faster than a 3:15 pace (hence my 3:13 finish). I couldn’t decide if I should run with the 3:15 pace group for Vegas and trying to pick it up half way through to bank some time for a 3:12 finish, or try to run with the 3:10 pace group as long as I could and pray to God I didn’t BONK. Something about me: in the weeks before a marathon I get anxious, I doubt my abilities and I make stressing a full-time job. It’s not good. I tend to underestimate myself in general, which is a character flaw of mine. I was very unsure as to whether I could hang with a 3:10 pace group. I was afraid I would be biting off way more than I could chew. Anyway, in the end I decided my plan would be to run with the 3:10 pace group, and if it backfired on me, then oh well- there are always other marathons. I was feeling good about this decision, and then I arrived in Vegas…
I get to Vegas on Friday, and I am in vacation mode and ready to check this City out, not sit in the hotel and rest my legs. I lose all focus. Enter big mistake #1: I am an idiot and brought totally and completely improper shoes to be touring a City days before a marathon: high-heeled boots. Dan asked me why I didn’t just wear my running shoes to walk around in and I (shamefully) answered because they are bright blue (Brooks Launch) and do not match my jeans or my outfits so I must wear high heeled boots. Lame, I know. Then I proceed to blow my plan to eat healthy and consume a huge plate of nachos and later indulge at the All You Can Eat Buffet at MGM.
Saturday rolls around and I had signed up to jog the Vegas Santa Claus run. I do not have a car while I am here but Dan tells me it’s only a mile from the hotel so I decide to jog there ONLY it’s at least 2 miles out there and so by the time I get out there, do the race (which I cut short) and come back I’ve already logged way more miles than I wanted to pre-marathon. Then I eat Mexican food (again) for lunch. Then I proceed to walk all over the City again in those #$&% boots trying to find a place to watch the South Carolina/Auburn game which wasn’t worth the walk because it was abysmal. I arrive back to the hotel just after 5 pm Saturday hoping to catch a quick meal at the Italian restaurant in the hotel and go to bed, but didn’t even think that reservations would have been a good idea…the wait is 1.5 hours. I wait it out, eat some food, get back to the hotel room after 8 pm. At this point, I’m grumpy and I’m seriously 100% sure there is no way I am going to have a good race in the morning and resign myself to just being happy with finishing the dang thing.
Fast forward to Sunday morning. Up at 5 for some light stretching, a few prayers and off to the start.
With lower expectations for the Las Vegas Rock 'n' Roll Marathon, I will say that I was pleasantly surprised with the course, and the overall experience was a great one. Now, keep in mind that I am not the greatest fan of Rock 'n' Roll Marathons, and here's why: They're crowded, overpriced and occur in downtown areas with terrible parking.
While Vegas was no different in terms of being overpriced (in my mind) and in downtown Vegas, the race organizers did a wonderful job of picking a course that followed wide roads, which made the crowd appear to be lot less than the 26,000 that ran. In fact, there was hardly any jostling once out of the corrals, and I believe almost every person had room to pass others and find individual paces.
I line up in Corral 2 with the 3:10 pace group (might as well try!) and wait for the race to start. I am 99% sure the National Anthem singer was drunk. The gun goes off, and off we go. While I was the lone woman who ran with the 3:15 pace group in San Antonio, that was not the case in Vegas. I’m astounded to see a core group of women spring past me right off the bat. I’m not made of lightning, but these ladies seem EXTREMELY fast and extremely confident as they start their race. Instead of panicking about their pace, I concentrate on feeling out my pace and tell myself not to go out too strong and stay with the pace group. There are a lot of miles between me and the finish line.
The marathon and half marathon run the first 12ish miles together. It’s an out-and-back up and down the strip, and it’s flat and fabulous. I feel pretty good and am hanging with the 3:10 pace group without too much of a problem. I am not breathing heavy, but I could not carry on a full-blown conversation either. The marathon splits off from the half after mile 12 and I see there are some hills coming up, but nothing too bad (nothing steep, just a few longer inclines). We hit the half-way mark, and while I’m feeling good, I’m still concerned as to whether I will be able to keep this pace up the entire time. There are still 3 other women hanging with the 3:10 pace group. I tell myself these women are my competition and if they are going to hang in there, then so am I!
Then around miles 14-15, I feel a little dizzy. I’m not usually one to get light-headed and I wonder what the deal is – did I not eat enough breakfast? Is it there an elevation difference? Is the incline to blame? Am I bonking? I’m not sure. I drink some more water. Besides the dizziness I feel fantastic and my mile times are steady. By mile 16, I am feeling good again and the miles trickle by.
Miles 16-20 go by, and I am still hanging in with the 3:10 group. Two of the women in the group have pulled ahead, but I do not chase them. I remain steady. It’s hard to recall what I was thinking in these middle miles. The views, when I remembered to look at them, were fantastic. You could see the mountains in the distance. The road was wide and even. I remind myself that I’m more than 1/2 way done.
At Mile 21, there is an aid station. I have rarely experienced the joy I felt when I spied the aid station at mile 21. I was out of gu at that point, and was in need. I took a GU, and I feel good. As good as one can feel at mile 21. With five miles to go I am confident. Strong. Ready to charge.
Mile 23 is always where the marathon starts to play dirty, dirty tricks on me. I’m starting to bottom out. I feel foggy, no longer dizzy, but not very sharp either. I zone out. At this point we were on an out and back section of the course, and I see all these runners going back and just want to be on the other side of the road going back with them. The miles are no loner ticking by, they are dragging by. I am still with the 3:10 pace group, although it’s not much a group anymore. It’s me, another girl, another guy and the pace leader. The pace leader is a few steps ahead. I can’t think clearly. My legs are furious with me. My whole body is ready to stop. I try not to trip. I stay on my toes. The balls of my feet feel achey and tired – I press on and try to think that only 3 miles separate me from the finish line.
The same feelings continue as I try to make it through Mile 24. Mile 24, you were the longest, hardest mile I’ve ever done and my body does not like you. You suck Mile 24. You really do.
Then something happens at Mile 25. Maybe it was some sort of out of body experience, but I get my mojo back. I catch back up with pace leader. At this point it’s just me, him and another guy from Wisconsin. We catch and pass the women who had pulled away earlier. My mind is telling my body to keep putting one foot in front of the other and my body follows reluctantly. There is no style or form. My muscles are past that – all we want is to do is finish strong.
As I round the corner at Mile 25.5, I hear someone cheering from me – it’s a friend of my friend Shawn from Austin. He’s a fellow triathlete who I’ve met several times, but had no idea he was going to be there. It was awesome to see a familiar face and it helped keep me going.
Mile 26!! I feel like I might start barfing all over the last 200 meters, but I don’t even care. I gut it out. I sprint as much as I can to the finish. My stomach clenches and my systems go into overdrive. I screw up my eyes. I grimace and push even harder. It’s not much, but whatever. Nothing matters to me except following the people in front of me to the finish line. I want that finish line. I need that finish line. And within a second I am across that line and I am finished.
I cross the finish line with the pace group leader and he shakes me hand and tells me “You are one strong runner.” It makes my day. It feels dreamlike. I stop my watch and glance down to see a 3:10 staring at me. I register that it’s a new Personal Record but I can’t seem to process it.
I double over and feel exhausted and elated. My legs quiver. I spit and make ugly noises while someone hands me a space blanket. I wrap it around me and wander off. There isn’t really any place to wander. The finish line is in a parking lot and it’s not like there are thousands of other runners to deal with. I stumble in one direction for a few steps and then turn to stumble in another direction. I am totally checked out mentally. I look at my watch again. I smile goofily. I congratulate the other runners who have finished before me. I orbit around the finishline and try to keep moving.
Slowly my brain starts to function again. My smile gets bigger. I look at the watch. Yes. 3:10 is still there. I realize I’ve PR’d. I drink some water, eat some food and within 15 minutes I’m feeling pretty good. I sit down to watch Brett Michael’s rock the house for the post-race concert and sing at the top of my lungs (he was awesome!!!).
After the race, I walk back to the hotel with a big smile on my face. I ran with a group of incredibly talented runners and did not let it shake me. I overcame pre-race anxiety. I ran my best. I worked hard. I had fun.
Thanks to everyone for the well-wishes. They mean the world to me. You guys keep me going when I doubt myself. Thank you.
Viva Las Vegas!
I’ll say it now: this race report will be long. So bring a GU, get a glass of water, find a comfortable chair and read on. And if you can’t read the entire thing, I’ll go ahead and spoil it by putting the results up front:
Las Vegas Marathon
Time: 3:10:25
Average: 7:16 min/mile
14th place woman, 3rd in my age group
Las Vegas. What an interesting place. This was my first trip to Vegas, surprisingly, so I didn’t really know what to expect. The best way I can describe it is as a 24 hour party. I felt like I was back in college on a week long Spring Break. Lots of temptation that didn’t really fit well with me going to bed at 9 pm and trying to rest for a marathon. Have you ever tried to go to bed at 9 pm in Las Vegas? It’s not exactly a quiet city…
I started out last week on a good note. Watching my nutrition, getting some rest and staying focused. My goal was to break 3:13, which was my PR from San Antonio a few weeks ago. Being the overly ambitious person I am, I decided to shoot for 3:12:59. Hey, a PR is a PR :). My biggest quandary was how to approach pacing in this race. I am a big fan (most of the time) of running with a pace group, as I feel it helps me to push myself a little harder. For San Antonio, I ran with the 3:15 pace group, who actually was running faster than a 3:15 pace (hence my 3:13 finish). I couldn’t decide if I should run with the 3:15 pace group for Vegas and trying to pick it up half way through to bank some time for a 3:12 finish, or try to run with the 3:10 pace group as long as I could and pray to God I didn’t BONK. Something about me: in the weeks before a marathon I get anxious, I doubt my abilities and I make stressing a full-time job. It’s not good. I tend to underestimate myself in general, which is a character flaw of mine. I was very unsure as to whether I could hang with a 3:10 pace group. I was afraid I would be biting off way more than I could chew. Anyway, in the end I decided my plan would be to run with the 3:10 pace group, and if it backfired on me, then oh well- there are always other marathons. I was feeling good about this decision, and then I arrived in Vegas…
I get to Vegas on Friday, and I am in vacation mode and ready to check this City out, not sit in the hotel and rest my legs. I lose all focus. Enter big mistake #1: I am an idiot and brought totally and completely improper shoes to be touring a City days before a marathon: high-heeled boots. Dan asked me why I didn’t just wear my running shoes to walk around in and I (shamefully) answered because they are bright blue (Brooks Launch) and do not match my jeans or my outfits so I must wear high heeled boots. Lame, I know. Then I proceed to blow my plan to eat healthy and consume a huge plate of nachos and later indulge at the All You Can Eat Buffet at MGM.
Saturday rolls around and I had signed up to jog the Vegas Santa Claus run. I do not have a car while I am here but Dan tells me it’s only a mile from the hotel so I decide to jog there ONLY it’s at least 2 miles out there and so by the time I get out there, do the race (which I cut short) and come back I’ve already logged way more miles than I wanted to pre-marathon. Then I eat Mexican food (again) for lunch. Then I proceed to walk all over the City again in those #$&% boots trying to find a place to watch the South Carolina/Auburn game which wasn’t worth the walk because it was abysmal. I arrive back to the hotel just after 5 pm Saturday hoping to catch a quick meal at the Italian restaurant in the hotel and go to bed, but didn’t even think that reservations would have been a good idea…the wait is 1.5 hours. I wait it out, eat some food, get back to the hotel room after 8 pm. At this point, I’m grumpy and I’m seriously 100% sure there is no way I am going to have a good race in the morning and resign myself to just being happy with finishing the dang thing.
Fast forward to Sunday morning. Up at 5 for some light stretching, a few prayers and off to the start.
With lower expectations for the Las Vegas Rock 'n' Roll Marathon, I will say that I was pleasantly surprised with the course, and the overall experience was a great one. Now, keep in mind that I am not the greatest fan of Rock 'n' Roll Marathons, and here's why: They're crowded, overpriced and occur in downtown areas with terrible parking.
While Vegas was no different in terms of being overpriced (in my mind) and in downtown Vegas, the race organizers did a wonderful job of picking a course that followed wide roads, which made the crowd appear to be lot less than the 26,000 that ran. In fact, there was hardly any jostling once out of the corrals, and I believe almost every person had room to pass others and find individual paces.
I line up in Corral 2 with the 3:10 pace group (might as well try!) and wait for the race to start. I am 99% sure the National Anthem singer was drunk. The gun goes off, and off we go. While I was the lone woman who ran with the 3:15 pace group in San Antonio, that was not the case in Vegas. I’m astounded to see a core group of women spring past me right off the bat. I’m not made of lightning, but these ladies seem EXTREMELY fast and extremely confident as they start their race. Instead of panicking about their pace, I concentrate on feeling out my pace and tell myself not to go out too strong and stay with the pace group. There are a lot of miles between me and the finish line.
The marathon and half marathon run the first 12ish miles together. It’s an out-and-back up and down the strip, and it’s flat and fabulous. I feel pretty good and am hanging with the 3:10 pace group without too much of a problem. I am not breathing heavy, but I could not carry on a full-blown conversation either. The marathon splits off from the half after mile 12 and I see there are some hills coming up, but nothing too bad (nothing steep, just a few longer inclines). We hit the half-way mark, and while I’m feeling good, I’m still concerned as to whether I will be able to keep this pace up the entire time. There are still 3 other women hanging with the 3:10 pace group. I tell myself these women are my competition and if they are going to hang in there, then so am I!
Then around miles 14-15, I feel a little dizzy. I’m not usually one to get light-headed and I wonder what the deal is – did I not eat enough breakfast? Is it there an elevation difference? Is the incline to blame? Am I bonking? I’m not sure. I drink some more water. Besides the dizziness I feel fantastic and my mile times are steady. By mile 16, I am feeling good again and the miles trickle by.
Miles 16-20 go by, and I am still hanging in with the 3:10 group. Two of the women in the group have pulled ahead, but I do not chase them. I remain steady. It’s hard to recall what I was thinking in these middle miles. The views, when I remembered to look at them, were fantastic. You could see the mountains in the distance. The road was wide and even. I remind myself that I’m more than 1/2 way done.
At Mile 21, there is an aid station. I have rarely experienced the joy I felt when I spied the aid station at mile 21. I was out of gu at that point, and was in need. I took a GU, and I feel good. As good as one can feel at mile 21. With five miles to go I am confident. Strong. Ready to charge.
Mile 23 is always where the marathon starts to play dirty, dirty tricks on me. I’m starting to bottom out. I feel foggy, no longer dizzy, but not very sharp either. I zone out. At this point we were on an out and back section of the course, and I see all these runners going back and just want to be on the other side of the road going back with them. The miles are no loner ticking by, they are dragging by. I am still with the 3:10 pace group, although it’s not much a group anymore. It’s me, another girl, another guy and the pace leader. The pace leader is a few steps ahead. I can’t think clearly. My legs are furious with me. My whole body is ready to stop. I try not to trip. I stay on my toes. The balls of my feet feel achey and tired – I press on and try to think that only 3 miles separate me from the finish line.
The same feelings continue as I try to make it through Mile 24. Mile 24, you were the longest, hardest mile I’ve ever done and my body does not like you. You suck Mile 24. You really do.
Then something happens at Mile 25. Maybe it was some sort of out of body experience, but I get my mojo back. I catch back up with pace leader. At this point it’s just me, him and another guy from Wisconsin. We catch and pass the women who had pulled away earlier. My mind is telling my body to keep putting one foot in front of the other and my body follows reluctantly. There is no style or form. My muscles are past that – all we want is to do is finish strong.
As I round the corner at Mile 25.5, I hear someone cheering from me – it’s a friend of my friend Shawn from Austin. He’s a fellow triathlete who I’ve met several times, but had no idea he was going to be there. It was awesome to see a familiar face and it helped keep me going.
Mile 26!! I feel like I might start barfing all over the last 200 meters, but I don’t even care. I gut it out. I sprint as much as I can to the finish. My stomach clenches and my systems go into overdrive. I screw up my eyes. I grimace and push even harder. It’s not much, but whatever. Nothing matters to me except following the people in front of me to the finish line. I want that finish line. I need that finish line. And within a second I am across that line and I am finished.
I cross the finish line with the pace group leader and he shakes me hand and tells me “You are one strong runner.” It makes my day. It feels dreamlike. I stop my watch and glance down to see a 3:10 staring at me. I register that it’s a new Personal Record but I can’t seem to process it.
I double over and feel exhausted and elated. My legs quiver. I spit and make ugly noises while someone hands me a space blanket. I wrap it around me and wander off. There isn’t really any place to wander. The finish line is in a parking lot and it’s not like there are thousands of other runners to deal with. I stumble in one direction for a few steps and then turn to stumble in another direction. I am totally checked out mentally. I look at my watch again. I smile goofily. I congratulate the other runners who have finished before me. I orbit around the finishline and try to keep moving.
Slowly my brain starts to function again. My smile gets bigger. I look at the watch. Yes. 3:10 is still there. I realize I’ve PR’d. I drink some water, eat some food and within 15 minutes I’m feeling pretty good. I sit down to watch Brett Michael’s rock the house for the post-race concert and sing at the top of my lungs (he was awesome!!!).
After the race, I walk back to the hotel with a big smile on my face. I ran with a group of incredibly talented runners and did not let it shake me. I overcame pre-race anxiety. I ran my best. I worked hard. I had fun.
Thanks to everyone for the well-wishes. They mean the world to me. You guys keep me going when I doubt myself. Thank you.
Viva Las Vegas!
Sunday, December 5, 2010
VEGAS
I did it. I ran a 3:10:25. 14th woman overall and 3rd in my age group. People, if I can do it, YOU CAN TOO. Believe me. Race report to follow.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Vegas & the Return of IRONMAN Training....
Vegas and Brett Michael's in T-minus 2 days. I am excited! After much discussion and suggestions regarding my my plan of attack for Sunday's marathon, I have decided to start out with the 3:10 pace group and just hang on as long as I can. Even if it backfires, it's not like I don't have other marathons to try again, so I might as well give it a whirl.
I woke up this morning and December smacked me in the face. How did it get here so fast? The arrival of December doesn't make me nervous because I have yet to do any Christmas shopping (but I haven't); it makes me nervous because Ironman Texas is approaching and I need to start training again. Meaning, I need to start logging some serious miles on my bike and start upping my swim workouts. Also meaning bye bye to my free evenings and weekends sleeping in and having the entire day to do what I want.
I am both nervous and excited to be entering a new season. I am excited because I love having a goal, but nervous because I know the hours and tired afternoons from early morning workouts that are just around the corner.
I've been thinking a lot about my approach to my second Ironman. For my first Ironman, the fear of the unknown was a fantastic motivator and in training for my first iron distance race that fear got me through every grueling workout. With it though, I sacrificed a lot of other things along the way. Things that help to balance me and keep me more or less sane and happy (time with Dan & my friends, plenty of sleep, to name a few).
I poured a lot of my time and resources into Ironman last season. I had (have) a very able coach to give me workouts which I did, then ‘augmented.’ I started pushing mileage. There were times in my training when suddenly 100 mile weeks weren’t good enough. Two-a-days weren’t good enough. My road bike wasn’t good enough. It's very easy to get caught up in all of that.
The last two months of IM C'ouer D'Alene training, I was easily burning 5000 calories a day and working out 20 hours per week (on top of working 40 hours a week). I literally couldn't sit still; I couldn't think of anything except my next workout; Ironman training consumed me.
So, I decided that this season I will take more liberties while training. Stick to Coach Shawn's schedule he gives me (no augmentations), but also not fret or feel guilty if I have to miss a workout. Do not obsess over this race; after all, it's only a race.
So that brings me to my goals for 2011:
Goals for 2011
1) Achieve balance of family first, work second, fitness third. This means that there is no way that I will ever give up family over fitness or jeopardize my work success for fitness. However, I will never give up fitness just because of work. I simply prioritize, plan, and execute. Just like I would at work.
2) Finish Ironman Texas with a smile on my face. I will not set a time goal for this race other than finishing, as I know heat/humidity will be a big factor. I do not want to stress myself out to hit a certain time.
3) Take a 2 week vacation from workouts at the end of the season.
4) Work to help people be active in ANY WAY possible.
I will slowly start adding in some bike and longer swim workouts over the next few weeks and meet with Coach Shawn over the holidays to set our plan of attack for Ironman Texas!
I woke up this morning and December smacked me in the face. How did it get here so fast? The arrival of December doesn't make me nervous because I have yet to do any Christmas shopping (but I haven't); it makes me nervous because Ironman Texas is approaching and I need to start training again. Meaning, I need to start logging some serious miles on my bike and start upping my swim workouts. Also meaning bye bye to my free evenings and weekends sleeping in and having the entire day to do what I want.
I am both nervous and excited to be entering a new season. I am excited because I love having a goal, but nervous because I know the hours and tired afternoons from early morning workouts that are just around the corner.
I've been thinking a lot about my approach to my second Ironman. For my first Ironman, the fear of the unknown was a fantastic motivator and in training for my first iron distance race that fear got me through every grueling workout. With it though, I sacrificed a lot of other things along the way. Things that help to balance me and keep me more or less sane and happy (time with Dan & my friends, plenty of sleep, to name a few).
I poured a lot of my time and resources into Ironman last season. I had (have) a very able coach to give me workouts which I did, then ‘augmented.’ I started pushing mileage. There were times in my training when suddenly 100 mile weeks weren’t good enough. Two-a-days weren’t good enough. My road bike wasn’t good enough. It's very easy to get caught up in all of that.
The last two months of IM C'ouer D'Alene training, I was easily burning 5000 calories a day and working out 20 hours per week (on top of working 40 hours a week). I literally couldn't sit still; I couldn't think of anything except my next workout; Ironman training consumed me.
So, I decided that this season I will take more liberties while training. Stick to Coach Shawn's schedule he gives me (no augmentations), but also not fret or feel guilty if I have to miss a workout. Do not obsess over this race; after all, it's only a race.
So that brings me to my goals for 2011:
Goals for 2011
1) Achieve balance of family first, work second, fitness third. This means that there is no way that I will ever give up family over fitness or jeopardize my work success for fitness. However, I will never give up fitness just because of work. I simply prioritize, plan, and execute. Just like I would at work.
2) Finish Ironman Texas with a smile on my face. I will not set a time goal for this race other than finishing, as I know heat/humidity will be a big factor. I do not want to stress myself out to hit a certain time.
3) Take a 2 week vacation from workouts at the end of the season.
4) Work to help people be active in ANY WAY possible.
I will slowly start adding in some bike and longer swim workouts over the next few weeks and meet with Coach Shawn over the holidays to set our plan of attack for Ironman Texas!
Monday, November 29, 2010
Marathon #11
With marathon #11 coming up this weekend (VEGAS!) , I’ve been thinking of goals now that breaking 3:15 is out of the way. While doing my thinking, I’ve made a couple of realizations. And then had a huge headache.
I underestimate myself a lot of times and make my goals way too easy. Or don’t even set goals for many races.
So I am gonna get real about goals. No more pansy, wimpy 3 tiered goals (A is the real goal, B is the second place, and C being the loser consolation goal). I am going to make BOLD, DEFIANT, GUTSY goals. And I’m going to make them loud and public.
If I don’t make my goal, I fail. And you’re gonna see it. But that’s ok; that’s part of life. You can learn as much from your failures as your successes.
My goal for Rock N Roll Las Vegas is to finish sub-3:13 and be tougher mentally through the second half of the race. 3:12:59 will do fine (that would be a new PR and should land me top-25 among women).
So my next BIG marathon goal is to run a marathon sub 3:10. Again, 3:09:59 will do fine. I’m crapping my pants as I type this. It’s gonna be tough to run 26.2 sub- 7:15 min miles. I’m not gonna do it this Sunday, but I will do it. Eventually.
Not that I've got my mind on a sub 3:13 goal this weekend, I am conflicted how to approach it strategically. I like running with the pace group because they tend to run even splits and get you to the finish line right on schedule. For San Antonio, I ran with the 3:15 pace group and actually hated them - until I crossed the finish line and then absolutely LOVED them since they got me across the finish line in 3:13. The pace for a 3:15 marathon is 7:27, and the 3:15 pace group for San Antonio was consistently running at a faster pace than that...which ended up working out well for me because I was able to hang on, but I was terrified the whole time that we were starting out too fast and I would eventually crash and burn.
Which brings me to my next dilemma for the Vegas race. Which pace group do I run with? There is a 3:10 and a 3:15 pace group. Do I run with the 3:15 pace group for the first 2o miles and then try to pick it up the last 6 in order to make a 3:12 marathon? Or, do I attempt to run with the 3:10 pace group for as long as I can and allow myself that two minute cushion when I start to get tired (and just hope I don't crash and burn).
I've still yet to make up my mind as to how I will approach this race. I could always run with neither pace group and try to hit the necessary mile splits on my own, but that is always a difficult thing to do.
Nonetheless, my trip will be great because Brett Michaels is playing the post-race concert Sunday night and I love me some Brett Michaels!!
I underestimate myself a lot of times and make my goals way too easy. Or don’t even set goals for many races.
So I am gonna get real about goals. No more pansy, wimpy 3 tiered goals (A is the real goal, B is the second place, and C being the loser consolation goal). I am going to make BOLD, DEFIANT, GUTSY goals. And I’m going to make them loud and public.
If I don’t make my goal, I fail. And you’re gonna see it. But that’s ok; that’s part of life. You can learn as much from your failures as your successes.
My goal for Rock N Roll Las Vegas is to finish sub-3:13 and be tougher mentally through the second half of the race. 3:12:59 will do fine (that would be a new PR and should land me top-25 among women).
So my next BIG marathon goal is to run a marathon sub 3:10. Again, 3:09:59 will do fine. I’m crapping my pants as I type this. It’s gonna be tough to run 26.2 sub- 7:15 min miles. I’m not gonna do it this Sunday, but I will do it. Eventually.
Not that I've got my mind on a sub 3:13 goal this weekend, I am conflicted how to approach it strategically. I like running with the pace group because they tend to run even splits and get you to the finish line right on schedule. For San Antonio, I ran with the 3:15 pace group and actually hated them - until I crossed the finish line and then absolutely LOVED them since they got me across the finish line in 3:13. The pace for a 3:15 marathon is 7:27, and the 3:15 pace group for San Antonio was consistently running at a faster pace than that...which ended up working out well for me because I was able to hang on, but I was terrified the whole time that we were starting out too fast and I would eventually crash and burn.
Which brings me to my next dilemma for the Vegas race. Which pace group do I run with? There is a 3:10 and a 3:15 pace group. Do I run with the 3:15 pace group for the first 2o miles and then try to pick it up the last 6 in order to make a 3:12 marathon? Or, do I attempt to run with the 3:10 pace group for as long as I can and allow myself that two minute cushion when I start to get tired (and just hope I don't crash and burn).
I've still yet to make up my mind as to how I will approach this race. I could always run with neither pace group and try to hit the necessary mile splits on my own, but that is always a difficult thing to do.
Nonetheless, my trip will be great because Brett Michaels is playing the post-race concert Sunday night and I love me some Brett Michaels!!
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Interesting Article...
I came across the following article on being a Vegetarian at Thanksgiving, and found it very interesting (and very relatable).
Check it out HERE.
I have never been a big fan of Thanksgiving food - I don't eat Turkey or Ham - nor do I like pie, so I have never gotten super excited about gorging on Thanksgiving (unlike my husband who is happy to eat my portion). It's pretty likely that I will have a salad, whole grain rice & a peanut butter sandwich for Thanksgiving dinner....not exciting to most, but it works for me.
We'll be heading up the I-35 corridor to Dallas for two nights to visit the in-laws, and then back to Georgetown on Friday. We will be Turkey Trottin' in Dallas on Thanksgiving morning - participating in an 8-mile race which should be lots of fun. We'll also have two bassets in tow...should be an interesting trip.
Happy Thanksgiving!
Check it out HERE.
I have never been a big fan of Thanksgiving food - I don't eat Turkey or Ham - nor do I like pie, so I have never gotten super excited about gorging on Thanksgiving (unlike my husband who is happy to eat my portion). It's pretty likely that I will have a salad, whole grain rice & a peanut butter sandwich for Thanksgiving dinner....not exciting to most, but it works for me.
We'll be heading up the I-35 corridor to Dallas for two nights to visit the in-laws, and then back to Georgetown on Friday. We will be Turkey Trottin' in Dallas on Thanksgiving morning - participating in an 8-mile race which should be lots of fun. We'll also have two bassets in tow...should be an interesting trip.
Happy Thanksgiving!
Monday, November 22, 2010
It's Back: The Office Luncheon
Some of you may remember my posts from this time last year regarding the ever-dreaded (to me) Office Holiday Luncheon.
During lunch time today I will be swimming, then afterwards I’ll sitting at my desk eating my packed lunch alone. Don’t feel sorry for me, though. The hardest part is over.
You see, I’m a faithful brown bagger. The majority of my colleagues go out to lunch every day, but I use my lunch hour to work out.
But today is the Office Holiday Thanksgiving Luncheon. I quit going to these for several reasons: 1) There is literally nothing I can eat. Just to give you an idea, the menu includes ham, deep fried turkey, frito pie, chocolate pie and other unhealthy items. While this probably sounds great to some, it just doesn't to me. 2) In the past, I would make an effort to bring something healthy, like a fruit or veggie tray. But I would be the only one who would eat it and then be the asshole who brought fruit to the Thanksgiving Lunch. 3) There are always several no-fail comments from one particular co-worker about how I never eat anything at so-called lunch or probably at all, which must be the reason I'm so skinny. 4) I prefer to use my lunch hour to workout. And, it is after all, my lunch hour.
Saying no to the holiday lunch is no easy feat. In addition to the email reminders I’ve received for the past few days, about 10 people stopped by my desk this morning to remind me. “It’s the office luncheon today! I know you normally bring a lunch, but you’re coming today, right?” I politely declined. “You’re not coming? Oh, come on, you can eat leftovers any day! It’s the office luncheon!” Through all the pressure, I stood my ground.
Many people just cannot fathom why I wouldn’t want to join them. They think that if they ask me several times with varying degrees of insistence, I might change my mind. Some people get downright pushy. While I appreciate the invitations, enough is enough.
Now before you label me an evil antisocial Thanksgiving hater, hear me out. I like (most of) my co-workers. But, to be perfectly honest, I have never been one to get excited about Thanksgiving cuisine. I don't eat turkey, nor do I like stuffing, cranberry sauce or pie. So, when Thanksgiving rolls around this Thursday, I will probably have a salad. And, today is the only day this week I'll be able to swim, so I am not going to skip that to sit in on a lunch where I wouldn't eat anything anyways.
So, No I Don't Want to Eat Your Thanksgiving Lunch, But I Still Like You!
During lunch time today I will be swimming, then afterwards I’ll sitting at my desk eating my packed lunch alone. Don’t feel sorry for me, though. The hardest part is over.
You see, I’m a faithful brown bagger. The majority of my colleagues go out to lunch every day, but I use my lunch hour to work out.
But today is the Office Holiday Thanksgiving Luncheon. I quit going to these for several reasons: 1) There is literally nothing I can eat. Just to give you an idea, the menu includes ham, deep fried turkey, frito pie, chocolate pie and other unhealthy items. While this probably sounds great to some, it just doesn't to me. 2) In the past, I would make an effort to bring something healthy, like a fruit or veggie tray. But I would be the only one who would eat it and then be the asshole who brought fruit to the Thanksgiving Lunch. 3) There are always several no-fail comments from one particular co-worker about how I never eat anything at so-called lunch or probably at all, which must be the reason I'm so skinny. 4) I prefer to use my lunch hour to workout. And, it is after all, my lunch hour.
Saying no to the holiday lunch is no easy feat. In addition to the email reminders I’ve received for the past few days, about 10 people stopped by my desk this morning to remind me. “It’s the office luncheon today! I know you normally bring a lunch, but you’re coming today, right?” I politely declined. “You’re not coming? Oh, come on, you can eat leftovers any day! It’s the office luncheon!” Through all the pressure, I stood my ground.
Many people just cannot fathom why I wouldn’t want to join them. They think that if they ask me several times with varying degrees of insistence, I might change my mind. Some people get downright pushy. While I appreciate the invitations, enough is enough.
Now before you label me an evil antisocial Thanksgiving hater, hear me out. I like (most of) my co-workers. But, to be perfectly honest, I have never been one to get excited about Thanksgiving cuisine. I don't eat turkey, nor do I like stuffing, cranberry sauce or pie. So, when Thanksgiving rolls around this Thursday, I will probably have a salad. And, today is the only day this week I'll be able to swim, so I am not going to skip that to sit in on a lunch where I wouldn't eat anything anyways.
So, No I Don't Want to Eat Your Thanksgiving Lunch, But I Still Like You!
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Jean Rant
I'm taking a break today from training talk to discuss something that has been bothering me: Blue jeans fit lousy these days. I cannot for the life of me find a pair of blue jeans that fits my body properly.
I am fortunate enough to work in an office where it is acceptable to wear blue jeans on a daily basis; and everyone does. I, of course, would like to follow suit. The problem is that I only have three pairs of blue jeans that fit me well; and only two are appropriate for an office setting (don't think the ones with the 'fashionable' holes in the knees will make the cut). However, after discovering a hole in the crotch last week in one of the pairs I regularly wear, I know only have one pair if suitable blue jeans. And, I am getting tired of wearing the same blue jeans to work every day (and I am sure everyone is tired of seeing them).
It has always been difficult for me to find jeans that fit properly due to my curvy body type. It was gotten 10x worse with Ironman/Marathon training (lost weight in my waist but my legs are more muscular)and the new style of blue jeans in general. When I get jeans that will clear my thighs and butt, the waist is ridiculous! There is no amount of belt that makes it look okay.
First, I will start off by saying that I refuse to wear skinny jeans. No offense to those of you who wear them, but there is nothing skinny about my legs, hence I would look ridiculous in skinny jeans. I honestly think that skinny jeans only look good on only 1 in 100 people. But the damn things have taken over the stores!
So, the other day, I went in search of jeans. I can sometimes find jeans in one of two places: either Old Navy or Express. Those are my options, and not great ones at that. My former favorite hole-in-the-crotch pair were Stella BOOTCUTS (aka wide leg) from Express. I head there in search of the same pair. I am usually either a size 4 or sometimes a 2 so I make my first attempt with a size 4 pair of BOOTCUT jeans. I put them on and immediately we have a problem; they are like skinny jeans on me. Seriously, my thighs are bulging out of these jeans BUT they are way too big in the waist.
I know there is no way in hell my thighs are fitting in a size 2, although the waist would probably be perfect. *Le Sigh* (not to mention the jeans were $80, WTF!)
My other pair of jeans that fit were from Old Navy so I head over there. There are like 10 zillion different styles of jeans first of all, but like Express, the so-called Wide Leg jeans were no bueno for me.
I have this idea that the cut of jeans has become increasingly worse because everybody’s copying each other. People launching a denim line grab a pair of the best selling brand in the market and copy it line for line, errors and all. Dear Clothiers, I need lube to fit into the legs of your jeans and a safety pin to keep them from slipping down my waist.
Dan wonders why I wear sweat pants, athletic clothing or PJ pants on the weekends....
I am fortunate enough to work in an office where it is acceptable to wear blue jeans on a daily basis; and everyone does. I, of course, would like to follow suit. The problem is that I only have three pairs of blue jeans that fit me well; and only two are appropriate for an office setting (don't think the ones with the 'fashionable' holes in the knees will make the cut). However, after discovering a hole in the crotch last week in one of the pairs I regularly wear, I know only have one pair if suitable blue jeans. And, I am getting tired of wearing the same blue jeans to work every day (and I am sure everyone is tired of seeing them).
It has always been difficult for me to find jeans that fit properly due to my curvy body type. It was gotten 10x worse with Ironman/Marathon training (lost weight in my waist but my legs are more muscular)and the new style of blue jeans in general. When I get jeans that will clear my thighs and butt, the waist is ridiculous! There is no amount of belt that makes it look okay.
First, I will start off by saying that I refuse to wear skinny jeans. No offense to those of you who wear them, but there is nothing skinny about my legs, hence I would look ridiculous in skinny jeans. I honestly think that skinny jeans only look good on only 1 in 100 people. But the damn things have taken over the stores!
So, the other day, I went in search of jeans. I can sometimes find jeans in one of two places: either Old Navy or Express. Those are my options, and not great ones at that. My former favorite hole-in-the-crotch pair were Stella BOOTCUTS (aka wide leg) from Express. I head there in search of the same pair. I am usually either a size 4 or sometimes a 2 so I make my first attempt with a size 4 pair of BOOTCUT jeans. I put them on and immediately we have a problem; they are like skinny jeans on me. Seriously, my thighs are bulging out of these jeans BUT they are way too big in the waist.
I know there is no way in hell my thighs are fitting in a size 2, although the waist would probably be perfect. *Le Sigh* (not to mention the jeans were $80, WTF!)
My other pair of jeans that fit were from Old Navy so I head over there. There are like 10 zillion different styles of jeans first of all, but like Express, the so-called Wide Leg jeans were no bueno for me.
I have this idea that the cut of jeans has become increasingly worse because everybody’s copying each other. People launching a denim line grab a pair of the best selling brand in the market and copy it line for line, errors and all. Dear Clothiers, I need lube to fit into the legs of your jeans and a safety pin to keep them from slipping down my waist.
Dan wonders why I wear sweat pants, athletic clothing or PJ pants on the weekends....
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Wordless Wednesday
(Photo from Sunday's marathon just after crossing the finish line. High fiving one of the guys I ran with. This is the only photo suitable to post, the rest look like I got hit by a mack truck.)
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Why I love to run
Sometimes I am asked what it is about running that I love so much. I always pause, taken aback by the question, as if I am being asked why I love my husband, my family, my friends, or my dogs.
I just do.
But after probing more into my instinctual and immediate response, I start to realize that there are many reasons why I love to run. The answer I give you will depend on the day, the distance, the time, my mood, my body, my sleep, and various other factors.
This morning the reason I ran was for mental health.
I knew it was going to be a busy day at work as we are preparing for a workshop we're hosting on Friday. I knew that today’s run would serve the purpose of boosting my mental health and centering me, preparing for the work ahead. Today I just craved a run like nothing else.
I am still what most professional runners would consider a novice. I didn't run in high school or college. I don't have a running coach, nor am I part of an elite running team. But, I love to run.
Running to me, is a cathartic, euphoric experience. Everything is quiet, my mind can wander. I feel like when I am running, I am the best of who I am. I feel strong, confidant, and satisfied.
Running is like a drug for me and I am thankful every day that I get to go out and pound the pavement. Life is good when I can get in a good run.
I just do.
But after probing more into my instinctual and immediate response, I start to realize that there are many reasons why I love to run. The answer I give you will depend on the day, the distance, the time, my mood, my body, my sleep, and various other factors.
This morning the reason I ran was for mental health.
I knew it was going to be a busy day at work as we are preparing for a workshop we're hosting on Friday. I knew that today’s run would serve the purpose of boosting my mental health and centering me, preparing for the work ahead. Today I just craved a run like nothing else.
I am still what most professional runners would consider a novice. I didn't run in high school or college. I don't have a running coach, nor am I part of an elite running team. But, I love to run.
Running to me, is a cathartic, euphoric experience. Everything is quiet, my mind can wander. I feel like when I am running, I am the best of who I am. I feel strong, confidant, and satisfied.
Running is like a drug for me and I am thankful every day that I get to go out and pound the pavement. Life is good when I can get in a good run.
Monday, November 15, 2010
Lucky #10!
Sunday was the San Antonio Marathon - marathon #10 and marathon #1 of 4 in 4 months. I am going to call it Lucky #10 (which has always been my favorite # by the way and was my soccer # growing up).
I was pretty quiet about my goals going into this race. People would ask me what my goal was for San Antonio, and I said I didn't have one. Which was kind of a lie. Secretly I wanted to PR - okay, I always want to PR - which would mean besting my Houston Marathon time of 3:15:35. I didn't know if I could do it; I knew I had been training hard, but I didn't know if I had a sub-3:15 in me. It nearly killed me to run a 3:15 in Houston - and that was on a perfect course, in perfect conditions.
Apparently, I did have it in me. I crossed the finish line in 3:13:18, good for 9th place overall woman and first place in my age group.
Yesterday, I lied to my husband. He asked me if I was a little bit emotional when I crossed the finish line at the San Antonio Marathon and I told him I wasn’t. It wasn’t a total lie, however. Because by the time I crossed the line, I had pretty much gathered my shit together. Back at mile 25 when I finally KNEW that I was going to make a sub 3:15 marathon, that’s a different story–yes I was a little emotional. More than a little emotional. I got choked up when people cheered for me, when the little kids stretched out their hands for high 5′s, and when I made the final turn and headed for home. So Dan, sorry I lied, I was little bit emotional–but not at the finish line.
When I got to the finish line, I wasn’t feeling so hot either. I must have had this glassy eyed stare because some guy actually made me talk to him before he’d let me leave and get my medal. He asked me if I was OK and I ignored him. So he asked again, a little bit louder so that I knew it wasn’t an optional question. This time I snapped out of it and muttered something in the affirmative.
So, race report...I’ve been struggling with writing this section. How much information do you guys want? I could write every detail, or I could just keep the minutiae for myself. In the end, I decided to keep it short and simple (you're welcome).
The day was perfect for running—cool temperatures and slightly overcast. Dan and I got there in plenty of time to stow our gear, hit the bathrooms, line up for the national anthem and take off on our journey through the great town of San Antonio.
This marathon flew by for me. Literally, the miles ticked by with ease. I think, for me, with my last marathon having been at the end of my Ironman, following a 2.4 mile swim and 112 mile bike - this seemed like a piece of cake. I would have never said this a few years ago. In fact, just to prove to you that anyone has the ability to improve tremendouly through hard work, my first marathon I ran just over 4 hours. My second marathon was even slower - 4:38 (and I think I swore NEVER AGAIN!).
Everything was great until Mile 23. Mile 23 was my wall. But this wall turned out to be pretty flimsy. Maybe it was made out of cardboard, I don’t know. I wasn’t feeling very chipper anymore, and my pace slowed a bit. I also was feeling some pain in the top of my left foot and outside of my ankle. It was at this point that I had a serious conversation about how little I had left to run. I told myself that there was no reason for me not to accomplish ALL of my goals for the day.
My mind bought into the pep talk and allowed my body to keep running. At mile 24, I was still coaxing my body along, but at mile 25 I could smell the finish. I picked up the pace to the best of my ability and headed for home. I crossed the finish line in 3 hours 13 minutes and 18 seconds. My pace for the day was 7:23 minutes per mile.
So now it’s been almost 24 hours since I finished the race. I have a tremendous sense of accomplishment. I’m walking around (a little stiffly) with a huge grin on my face, internally telling myself that I’m awesome. Maybe even saying out loud when I’m at home. I’m really happy that I was able to accomplish this goal.
So there you have it. I ran a sub-3:15 MARATHON! Why do I bring this up? Because if I can do it, then so can you! It doesn’t matter what your “marathon” is. If there’s something you want to do, then make it a priority and get it done. Don’t quit, don’t stop fighting. If you keep telling yourself you’re strong, then one day you’ll actually believe it. How do I know this, because that’s what happened to me.
Next up: VEGAS BABY on 12/5!
I was pretty quiet about my goals going into this race. People would ask me what my goal was for San Antonio, and I said I didn't have one. Which was kind of a lie. Secretly I wanted to PR - okay, I always want to PR - which would mean besting my Houston Marathon time of 3:15:35. I didn't know if I could do it; I knew I had been training hard, but I didn't know if I had a sub-3:15 in me. It nearly killed me to run a 3:15 in Houston - and that was on a perfect course, in perfect conditions.
Apparently, I did have it in me. I crossed the finish line in 3:13:18, good for 9th place overall woman and first place in my age group.
Yesterday, I lied to my husband. He asked me if I was a little bit emotional when I crossed the finish line at the San Antonio Marathon and I told him I wasn’t. It wasn’t a total lie, however. Because by the time I crossed the line, I had pretty much gathered my shit together. Back at mile 25 when I finally KNEW that I was going to make a sub 3:15 marathon, that’s a different story–yes I was a little emotional. More than a little emotional. I got choked up when people cheered for me, when the little kids stretched out their hands for high 5′s, and when I made the final turn and headed for home. So Dan, sorry I lied, I was little bit emotional–but not at the finish line.
When I got to the finish line, I wasn’t feeling so hot either. I must have had this glassy eyed stare because some guy actually made me talk to him before he’d let me leave and get my medal. He asked me if I was OK and I ignored him. So he asked again, a little bit louder so that I knew it wasn’t an optional question. This time I snapped out of it and muttered something in the affirmative.
So, race report...I’ve been struggling with writing this section. How much information do you guys want? I could write every detail, or I could just keep the minutiae for myself. In the end, I decided to keep it short and simple (you're welcome).
The day was perfect for running—cool temperatures and slightly overcast. Dan and I got there in plenty of time to stow our gear, hit the bathrooms, line up for the national anthem and take off on our journey through the great town of San Antonio.
This marathon flew by for me. Literally, the miles ticked by with ease. I think, for me, with my last marathon having been at the end of my Ironman, following a 2.4 mile swim and 112 mile bike - this seemed like a piece of cake. I would have never said this a few years ago. In fact, just to prove to you that anyone has the ability to improve tremendouly through hard work, my first marathon I ran just over 4 hours. My second marathon was even slower - 4:38 (and I think I swore NEVER AGAIN!).
Everything was great until Mile 23. Mile 23 was my wall. But this wall turned out to be pretty flimsy. Maybe it was made out of cardboard, I don’t know. I wasn’t feeling very chipper anymore, and my pace slowed a bit. I also was feeling some pain in the top of my left foot and outside of my ankle. It was at this point that I had a serious conversation about how little I had left to run. I told myself that there was no reason for me not to accomplish ALL of my goals for the day.
My mind bought into the pep talk and allowed my body to keep running. At mile 24, I was still coaxing my body along, but at mile 25 I could smell the finish. I picked up the pace to the best of my ability and headed for home. I crossed the finish line in 3 hours 13 minutes and 18 seconds. My pace for the day was 7:23 minutes per mile.
So now it’s been almost 24 hours since I finished the race. I have a tremendous sense of accomplishment. I’m walking around (a little stiffly) with a huge grin on my face, internally telling myself that I’m awesome. Maybe even saying out loud when I’m at home. I’m really happy that I was able to accomplish this goal.
So there you have it. I ran a sub-3:15 MARATHON! Why do I bring this up? Because if I can do it, then so can you! It doesn’t matter what your “marathon” is. If there’s something you want to do, then make it a priority and get it done. Don’t quit, don’t stop fighting. If you keep telling yourself you’re strong, then one day you’ll actually believe it. How do I know this, because that’s what happened to me.
Next up: VEGAS BABY on 12/5!
Monday, November 1, 2010
Where I've Been...
Well friends, this may have been the longest hiatus I've taken from posting, even longer than the time I deliberately took a hiatus. I've had three of the busiest weeks imaginable, both on the work and personal fronts, so sharing updates took a backseat.
Here's what I've been up too: Work, work and more work. Last week turned into a not-so-magical week. I had a huge event Thursday that required a huge preparation and resulted in little sleep. I fought back by squeezing in as many workouts as possible, making me feel like I retained some level of control.
I've also been racing a lot, which has been a Catch 22 of sorts - I love it and it keeps me motivated, but it takes away on any sleeping in/catching up on sleep on the weekends.
I'm also in catch-up mode reporting on my races, post Longhorn 70.3. Here's the quick and dirty - the week after Longhorn, I ran the Doggy Dash 5k and finished in 19:51 (4th woman overall; top 3 women won money...go figure). Yesterday, I ran the Run for the Water 10 miler in 1:09:18, slightly bettering my time from last year (1:09:49). I was the 12th overall woman out of
569 women, and 4th in my age group.
This weekend - you guessed it - is more races! Just short ones. Both Dan and I are racing a 5k in Georgetown on Saturday, and a 4-miler on Sunday in Sugar Land (we'll be there for a wedding so figured why not...). The weekend after that is the San Antonio marathon.
Let the good times roll!
Here's what I've been up too: Work, work and more work. Last week turned into a not-so-magical week. I had a huge event Thursday that required a huge preparation and resulted in little sleep. I fought back by squeezing in as many workouts as possible, making me feel like I retained some level of control.
I've also been racing a lot, which has been a Catch 22 of sorts - I love it and it keeps me motivated, but it takes away on any sleeping in/catching up on sleep on the weekends.
I'm also in catch-up mode reporting on my races, post Longhorn 70.3. Here's the quick and dirty - the week after Longhorn, I ran the Doggy Dash 5k and finished in 19:51 (4th woman overall; top 3 women won money...go figure). Yesterday, I ran the Run for the Water 10 miler in 1:09:18, slightly bettering my time from last year (1:09:49). I was the 12th overall woman out of
569 women, and 4th in my age group.
This weekend - you guessed it - is more races! Just short ones. Both Dan and I are racing a 5k in Georgetown on Saturday, and a 4-miler on Sunday in Sugar Land (we'll be there for a wedding so figured why not...). The weekend after that is the San Antonio marathon.
Let the good times roll!
Friday, October 22, 2010
The End of a Season
Triathlon season ended for me last Sunday with the Longhorn 70.3. I've been meaning to blog about it all week, but work is sooo busy for me right now, I simply haven't had time.
It's been a long season for me - my first race was in early March, and my last one on Sunday. It was way too long for me - lesson learned - I was pretty burnt out by the end. I have no problem with a run season that long, but triathlon training takes up so much time (particuraly for half and full iron events) that I was running on empty.
Despite a less than thrilled attitude going into Longhorn 70.3, I am glad I raced. I had a good time and got to cheer on friends, several who competed in their first 70.3 event. It was well worth it. I actually did much better than I expected. Did I perform up to my potential - probably not? But, I did pretty good (for me) and still PR'd by several minutes.
When I look back on this season, I am proud of myself. It is amazing to me to look back and see how far I've come, not only this season but over the past several years. This season included an Ironman, two half-ironmans....accomplishing things I never dreamed I could. It was so rewarding, and when I start to complain about training, I take a step back and remember this. The sport of triathlon has done so much for me, and for that I am eternally grateful.
So until Ironman Texas training starts in January, I will focus on my true love - running - and my next big goal - 4 marathons in 4 months (San Antonio, Vegas, Orlando and finishing at home in Austin). San Antonio will be my 10th marathon, and by the time I finish Ironman Texas, I will have 14 marathons under my belt at the age of 32, all but two within the last 3 years. It makes me proud, and remember that I can do anything that I put my mind to!!
It's been a long season for me - my first race was in early March, and my last one on Sunday. It was way too long for me - lesson learned - I was pretty burnt out by the end. I have no problem with a run season that long, but triathlon training takes up so much time (particuraly for half and full iron events) that I was running on empty.
Despite a less than thrilled attitude going into Longhorn 70.3, I am glad I raced. I had a good time and got to cheer on friends, several who competed in their first 70.3 event. It was well worth it. I actually did much better than I expected. Did I perform up to my potential - probably not? But, I did pretty good (for me) and still PR'd by several minutes.
When I look back on this season, I am proud of myself. It is amazing to me to look back and see how far I've come, not only this season but over the past several years. This season included an Ironman, two half-ironmans....accomplishing things I never dreamed I could. It was so rewarding, and when I start to complain about training, I take a step back and remember this. The sport of triathlon has done so much for me, and for that I am eternally grateful.
So until Ironman Texas training starts in January, I will focus on my true love - running - and my next big goal - 4 marathons in 4 months (San Antonio, Vegas, Orlando and finishing at home in Austin). San Antonio will be my 10th marathon, and by the time I finish Ironman Texas, I will have 14 marathons under my belt at the age of 32, all but two within the last 3 years. It makes me proud, and remember that I can do anything that I put my mind to!!
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Erin vs. Longhorn 70.3
This Sunday it will be me versus Longhorn 70.3. Just in case you were thinking about putting money on it, let me save you the trouble with a spoiler: Longhorn 70.3 will win this face off.
I will finish the race, but it won't be very pretty. I bet my bike pace will be slower than it was for my Ironman and I am only doing half the distance, that's how bad my bike fitness is right now. My bike always needs a tune-up badly, which it will not get before the race ... so I am sure it will be out to get me. :)
I haven't been swimming much either these past two weeks because of work, and I was sick this week as well. And, my wave doesn't go off until 8:35 am, 1 hr and 35 min after the first wave!!! But I still have to get there at the crack of dawn since they close transition so freaking early. Uggghhhh.
I'm being a whiny little baby and I know that. Maybe bitching about it will get it out of my system? I don't think I have complained about any of this stuff to anyone so maybe this will do the trick.
I will finish the race, but it won't be very pretty. I bet my bike pace will be slower than it was for my Ironman and I am only doing half the distance, that's how bad my bike fitness is right now. My bike always needs a tune-up badly, which it will not get before the race ... so I am sure it will be out to get me. :)
I haven't been swimming much either these past two weeks because of work, and I was sick this week as well. And, my wave doesn't go off until 8:35 am, 1 hr and 35 min after the first wave!!! But I still have to get there at the crack of dawn since they close transition so freaking early. Uggghhhh.
I'm being a whiny little baby and I know that. Maybe bitching about it will get it out of my system? I don't think I have complained about any of this stuff to anyone so maybe this will do the trick.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Monday, October 4, 2010
Dear Month of October
Dear Month of October,
You are my least favorite month thanks to work. Serenity now. Please. Why must you swamp me in work during this particular month? Why do we have so many special events in October, and why am I in charge of them all? Most importantly why am I holed up in an office when we are actually having beautiful Fall-like weather in Texas? Why why why?
Sleep. Definitely have not been getting enough of it. Please consider instituting nap time at work.
It’s been a difficult month, dear ol’ October. And we are only 4 days into it. Please don’t do that to me again next year.
Thankyouverylittle,
Erin
You are my least favorite month thanks to work. Serenity now. Please. Why must you swamp me in work during this particular month? Why do we have so many special events in October, and why am I in charge of them all? Most importantly why am I holed up in an office when we are actually having beautiful Fall-like weather in Texas? Why why why?
Sleep. Definitely have not been getting enough of it. Please consider instituting nap time at work.
It’s been a difficult month, dear ol’ October. And we are only 4 days into it. Please don’t do that to me again next year.
Thankyouverylittle,
Erin
Thursday, September 30, 2010
I get by with a little help from my....dog
I am going to lose some major cool points for this post (if I had any to begin with). But, go ahead. Call me crazy. I can take it.
It's been a trying week at work, as will the next few weeks. Too much too do, and not enough time, money or help to do it. But it still needs to get done. Pretty typical work scenario. I'm telling you honestly that I don't know how I ever made it through life without my basset hound Flash. Yes, I know this sounds completely looney, but it's true. And, yes, I have two basset hounds, but Flash in particular has such a strong personality that always seems to turn my frown upside down. He has the ability to make my mood go from bad to good with the wag of his tail.
So, this post is dedicated to you, my sweet basset hound Flash!! Thank you for helping me get through the work week with a smile on my face!
Words can't describe my love for you Flash, Flashy, Flash Man, Flashy Man, Flashter, Bubba, Flash Toby, Asshole (only out of Dan's mouth), Buddy. It doesn't really matter what I call you because you are mine for ever and ever. You never have a bad day and every day is a lottery winning day. The worst part of your day is when we leave you alone but regardless of what our day brings to us, you always greet us with a big smile and lots of kisses. You make our day better because you let us know how grateful you are to be alive and you really do appreciate the little things in life..like having food, clean water and a bed to sleep in at night.
It doesn't matter if it is 6am or 2pm, you never let me down and you follow me everywhere I go . You don't even think twice about jumping my lap and watching whatever junk I have on TV with me and I love you for that (the Old Man complains about my TV shows!).
You keep me company when Dan is out of town and errands around town are always fun with you as my passenger. You keep us laughing with your distinct personality and hilarious actions.
Flash, Dan and I couldn't imagine our life without you (and your sister) and we love you so much.
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Anydog, my training has not taken a hit like I thought it might this week...although I still need to get on my bike tonight...and I will miss a swim tomorrow since I'll be in Austin for training...but you do what you can do!!
It's been a trying week at work, as will the next few weeks. Too much too do, and not enough time, money or help to do it. But it still needs to get done. Pretty typical work scenario. I'm telling you honestly that I don't know how I ever made it through life without my basset hound Flash. Yes, I know this sounds completely looney, but it's true. And, yes, I have two basset hounds, but Flash in particular has such a strong personality that always seems to turn my frown upside down. He has the ability to make my mood go from bad to good with the wag of his tail.
So, this post is dedicated to you, my sweet basset hound Flash!! Thank you for helping me get through the work week with a smile on my face!
Words can't describe my love for you Flash, Flashy, Flash Man, Flashy Man, Flashter, Bubba, Flash Toby, Asshole (only out of Dan's mouth), Buddy. It doesn't really matter what I call you because you are mine for ever and ever. You never have a bad day and every day is a lottery winning day. The worst part of your day is when we leave you alone but regardless of what our day brings to us, you always greet us with a big smile and lots of kisses. You make our day better because you let us know how grateful you are to be alive and you really do appreciate the little things in life..like having food, clean water and a bed to sleep in at night.
It doesn't matter if it is 6am or 2pm, you never let me down and you follow me everywhere I go . You don't even think twice about jumping my lap and watching whatever junk I have on TV with me and I love you for that (the Old Man complains about my TV shows!).
You keep me company when Dan is out of town and errands around town are always fun with you as my passenger. You keep us laughing with your distinct personality and hilarious actions.
Flash, Dan and I couldn't imagine our life without you (and your sister) and we love you so much.
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Anydog, my training has not taken a hit like I thought it might this week...although I still need to get on my bike tonight...and I will miss a swim tomorrow since I'll be in Austin for training...but you do what you can do!!
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Back in the Saddle...for real this time (?)
I don't know if people read my blog for humor, inspiration or voyeurism; hopefully not training advice, but here's some advice - suck it up Buttercup!
It's what I've told myself this week in order to kick my own ass back into triathlon training. I'm making myself get on the bike 3 times this week - shorter rides on Tues/Thurs evenings, and then a longish (max of 60 miles) ride on Saturday. After my 50 mile ride last Saturday, I realized that the next time I get on my bike need not be on race day! The 50 miles I rode on Saturday went fine...however, 50 miles seemed LONG to me...it used to be nothing, and left me wondering how in the hell I ever did 112 miles (and how I will do it again next May)...ouch. So, I will try to cram in some bike workouts in the short time I have before the race.
And, I remind myself: Discipline is remembering what you want.
It's what I've told myself this week in order to kick my own ass back into triathlon training. I'm making myself get on the bike 3 times this week - shorter rides on Tues/Thurs evenings, and then a longish (max of 60 miles) ride on Saturday. After my 50 mile ride last Saturday, I realized that the next time I get on my bike need not be on race day! The 50 miles I rode on Saturday went fine...however, 50 miles seemed LONG to me...it used to be nothing, and left me wondering how in the hell I ever did 112 miles (and how I will do it again next May)...ouch. So, I will try to cram in some bike workouts in the short time I have before the race.
And, I remind myself: Discipline is remembering what you want.
Friday, September 24, 2010
Back in the Saddle
After about a month off from biking, I will be back in the saddle tomorrow. It's actually a forced back in the saddle, but I need it. I will be riding in the Rip Roarin' Ride in Liberty Hill tomorrow - still debating between 65 or 50 miles. I signed up awhile back, so I feel obligated to go ride. Just going to take it easy and enjoy the scenery.
I'm hoping the ride tomorrow will motivate me to get in some rides over the next three weeks...otherwise Longhorn 70.3 will kick my butt (even though I keep telling myself I am doing Longhorn just for fun, I still don't want to suck).
Sunday I will be racing in the Silicon Labs Marathon relays. I think this will be my 4th or 5th yr in a row doing this race? I'm doing the 10k leg and on a team with some fast people so hopefully I won't let them down!
Happy Friday!
I'm hoping the ride tomorrow will motivate me to get in some rides over the next three weeks...otherwise Longhorn 70.3 will kick my butt (even though I keep telling myself I am doing Longhorn just for fun, I still don't want to suck).
Sunday I will be racing in the Silicon Labs Marathon relays. I think this will be my 4th or 5th yr in a row doing this race? I'm doing the 10k leg and on a team with some fast people so hopefully I won't let them down!
Happy Friday!
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Can you picture me wearing a tutu? I didn't think so.
I am thinking about taking ballet lessons. Just because. I have the grace and flexibility of an elephant, however, so methinks it would be quite a challenge.
I'm going to look into it anyways. I had said I wanted to use the off-season from Ironman training to do something different...
I'm going to look into it anyways. I had said I wanted to use the off-season from Ironman training to do something different...
Monday, September 20, 2010
Country Roads 10k Race Report
Bad news: I did not win the race on Saturday. I was 2nd female overall.
Good news: This was the fourth year I have run this race, and I ran my best time on this course.
Even better news: I scored a trophy, and a gift basket filled with goodies including a bottle of wine and two wine glasses.
I finished the race in 41:43, which is a good time for me, so I was pleased. And, it was a hilly course but I felt strong on the hills so the training I have been doing is paying off.
I missed first place overall female by like 3 seconds. But, I was a good 15-20 seconds back at mile 4, so I made some ground the last two miles...think if the race had been a tad bit longer, I could have caught her. Oh well.
I was actually pretty nervous when the race started. Several of the women took off like bats out of hell (I was six women back after Mile 1, which I ran in 6:30). I thought I was either going to get my butt kicked, or they started out too fast. Luckily it was the latter, and I starting picking them off between miles 2-3.
Overall, it was a great race and worth my trip to San Marcos. Looking forward to racing the Marathon Relay on Sunday!
Good news: This was the fourth year I have run this race, and I ran my best time on this course.
Even better news: I scored a trophy, and a gift basket filled with goodies including a bottle of wine and two wine glasses.
I finished the race in 41:43, which is a good time for me, so I was pleased. And, it was a hilly course but I felt strong on the hills so the training I have been doing is paying off.
I missed first place overall female by like 3 seconds. But, I was a good 15-20 seconds back at mile 4, so I made some ground the last two miles...think if the race had been a tad bit longer, I could have caught her. Oh well.
I was actually pretty nervous when the race started. Several of the women took off like bats out of hell (I was six women back after Mile 1, which I ran in 6:30). I thought I was either going to get my butt kicked, or they started out too fast. Luckily it was the latter, and I starting picking them off between miles 2-3.
Overall, it was a great race and worth my trip to San Marcos. Looking forward to racing the Marathon Relay on Sunday!
my winnings!
Friday, September 17, 2010
Ready to Race
I'm racing tomorrow. My first real "road race" of the Fall season. I both nervous and excited. And damn thankful I do not have to swim or bike before the run.
I am racing the Country Roads 10k in San Marcos. I missed it last year, but have raced it the three years prior, including winning it the last time I ran it in 2008 (by winning I mean first overall female not the whole darn thing). No pressure or anything. Would I like to win again? Yes, of course. But, you never know who is going to show up at these races. So, it all depends. My goal is to run a strong, solid race and finish in the top three among overall women. I will let you know how it goes.
Run training is going well. Still loving running with the Southwestern team. Funny story about that, but it will have to wait until later because I am short on time.
TGIF. After the race tomorrow, I plan to spend the rest of the weekend relaxing (besides a long run on Sunday, but that is fun for me :). Hooray for the weekend!
I am racing the Country Roads 10k in San Marcos. I missed it last year, but have raced it the three years prior, including winning it the last time I ran it in 2008 (by winning I mean first overall female not the whole darn thing). No pressure or anything. Would I like to win again? Yes, of course. But, you never know who is going to show up at these races. So, it all depends. My goal is to run a strong, solid race and finish in the top three among overall women. I will let you know how it goes.
Run training is going well. Still loving running with the Southwestern team. Funny story about that, but it will have to wait until later because I am short on time.
TGIF. After the race tomorrow, I plan to spend the rest of the weekend relaxing (besides a long run on Sunday, but that is fun for me :). Hooray for the weekend!
Monday, September 13, 2010
Things You Can Do Over the Weekend When You Don't Spend 4+ Hours on Your Bike
In an attempt to view the cup as half full rather than half empty, I title this post "Things You Can Do Over the Weekend When You Don't Spend 4+ Hours on Your Bike." Of course, I logged another "0" miles on my bike this week, and instead of riding 65 miles on Saturday like I had originally planned, I will let you in on the great things one can do over the weekend instead of spending several hours on your bike.
Happy Monday.
- Meet up with friends after work on Friday, relax, catch up, and not worry about rushing to get home and eat dinner and get in bed for an early ride the next day.
- Sleep until 8:30 am on Saturday, both run and swim AND still be home by 11 am.
- Watch your alma mater beat Georgia at home for the first time since 2000 (GO COCKS!)
- Take the dogs to the park. And to a soccer game.
- Watch 3 movies (Letters to God, Time Travelers Wife, Solitary Man)
- Go grocery shopping and get the laundry done.
- Catch up on DVR'd shows.
- Start a good book and finish 3/4 of it (The Island by Elin Hilderbrand)
- Run 18 miles on Sunday and feel great because you were not on your bike for 4+ hours the day before. Also, get a better run workout in half the time it would take you to get in a bike workout.
- Play fetch with the dogs. Mutiple times.
- Catch up on your sleep.
Happy Monday.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
My Weekend in Pictures
While I would love to provide a recap of what a great weekend I had, work is crazy busy again so I will summarize my weekend in pictures. Highlighted by a birthday party for my sweet basset Flash, and the Austin Triathlon Relay! It was a great Labor Day weekend indeed!
Running the last relay leg!
Finished!
With friends after the race!
My birthday boy, Flash!
Two bassets ready to party!
Cake time!
Our Relay Team for the Austin Tri!
Running the last relay leg!
Finished!
With friends after the race!
My birthday boy, Flash!
Two bassets ready to party!
Cake time!
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Mojo
Yeah, well, I still haven't really found my training mojo. I feel somewhat fat and lazy, but happy. I think I have my basset hound Flash's syndrome: living a life of eating, sleeping, lounging in bed, eating, napping.
I've been running and swimming a lot...but, biking, well not so much. I did ride 50 last Saturday, and am hoping for another 50 this weekend, but not sure that is going to happen. Between a birthday party for my dog (yes, you read that right) and the Austin Tri relay on Monday, packet pick-up for the race on Sunday, and company in town for the race, I am not sure where biking will fit in. And, I'm okay with it.
On another (non-training note), I would like everyone to send my husband Dan an email and let him know that they think we need to adopt the basset hound below. His name is Hush Puppy, and looks like the sweetest dog ever. He's currently boarded at a vet (with the Austin Basset Rescue), but they need to find him a home fast. Dan told me no, but please all bombard him with emails and texts until he gives in. I thank you kindly.
I've been running and swimming a lot...but, biking, well not so much. I did ride 50 last Saturday, and am hoping for another 50 this weekend, but not sure that is going to happen. Between a birthday party for my dog (yes, you read that right) and the Austin Tri relay on Monday, packet pick-up for the race on Sunday, and company in town for the race, I am not sure where biking will fit in. And, I'm okay with it.
On another (non-training note), I would like everyone to send my husband Dan an email and let him know that they think we need to adopt the basset hound below. His name is Hush Puppy, and looks like the sweetest dog ever. He's currently boarded at a vet (with the Austin Basset Rescue), but they need to find him a home fast. Dan told me no, but please all bombard him with emails and texts until he gives in. I thank you kindly.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Thank You Dear Stranger
This afternoon when I logged into Daily Mile (for those of you not familiar, it's like Facebook for runners, triathletes, etc - they call it a social training log). Anyhow, I logged into Daily Mile after lunch and saw I had a friend request from a girl named Ashley in Austin that I do not know. A lot of times I get friend requests from people I don't know, sometimes I accept them, sometimes I don't. {A lot of times Daily Mile suggests friends for people}
However, she had included a personal message in hers that made me feel like a rockstar. It said:
"You seem like a total bad-ass. I would love to follow your triathlon training as I think it would help inspire me."
Needless to say we are now friends. [dear Ashley, thank you for your kind words. although many days I feel like that is far from the truth. but you made my day]
However, she had included a personal message in hers that made me feel like a rockstar. It said:
"You seem like a total bad-ass. I would love to follow your triathlon training as I think it would help inspire me."
Needless to say we are now friends. [dear Ashley, thank you for your kind words. although many days I feel like that is far from the truth. but you made my day]
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Exactly what I was thinking...
After I wrote my blog post yesterday, I came across another blog which echoed my thoughts EXACTLY on the subject. It was weird, I felt like I could have easily written that post - and turns out she did an Ironman recently too. Check it out below. It was comforting to know I am not the only one who feels this way sometimes.
http://alexaharding.blogspot.com/2010/08/hello-burnout-my-name-is-alexa.html
Happy Wednesday! There was a cooler breeze on my run this morning...it was awesome. I hope it's not a tease and that we may be kicking the 100 degree temps soon!!
http://alexaharding.blogspot.com/2010/08/hello-burnout-my-name-is-alexa.html
Happy Wednesday! There was a cooler breeze on my run this morning...it was awesome. I hope it's not a tease and that we may be kicking the 100 degree temps soon!!
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Hi
My blog just woke up.
Sorry for my lack of less-than-exciting posts. I've been very, very busy. This is always a busy time of year at work, and will continue thru the end of October (3 Special Events to produce in October, yikes!). Not that I mind, it just puts the blog lower on the totem pole.
Running is going great. I love training with the Cross Country team at Southwestern. Love it, love it, love it. In fact, I have a hard time sleeping the nights before Tues/Thurs workouts because I am so excited and nervous (because I don't want to finish last!!). Dan says I am probably more excited about running, than the actual team members are. Probably true. A few observations after this mornings run with the team: 1) This will only make me faster. I work my BUTT off running with those boys. 2) Wow, I'm lucky to get to have this opportunity. Never take that for granted. 3) I bet I weigh more than every single one of those boys. Seriously. 4) Wow, they are good guys. Instead of ignoring me, they talk to me and cheer me on. This was unexpected. I can't wait for Fall racing season to see how my times improve.
Swimming is going well. I'm still in the pool 4-5 times a week, and have been working on my speed. Swimming is so technical that I don't know how much faster I'll actually get, but I'm still putting forth the effort.
Biking has been non-existent since the Saturday before last? To be honest, I just don't have the desire. I could make the time - I certainly did it for Ironman training - but it would cut into other things - like family time, time with friends, books I want to read and general rest - and, I am just not willing to give those up right now. To be honest, I'm getting a little burnt out training for triathlons. Biking is so time consuming and is becoming more of a chore than fun for me.
With one on triathlon - Longhorn Lahf-Ironman- left in the season (I won't start Ironman training until December), I think I am going to switch my focus to 90% running, 10% triathlon. While Longhorn initially was going to be my "A" race, I've changed my mind and am just going to do it for fun. I have no doubt I can complete the distance with minimal bike training (once per week); I've done this race the past 2 years, it can be done, I'm just changing my focus. I'll have plently of time to re-focus once I'm training for Ironman again, but for now, I'm just going to have fun. As my coach told me, "Don't worry about it - If all is good at work, home and with your health then we are in good shape..."
I'll still run a lot, keep up with my swimming, and get bike rides in when my schedule allows. But here's a motto I'm going to keep: Only do things that make me happy. If it doesn't make me happy, then don't do it. And certainly don't do something because someone else wants me to do it. Sound selfish? Too bad.
Sorry for my lack of less-than-exciting posts. I've been very, very busy. This is always a busy time of year at work, and will continue thru the end of October (3 Special Events to produce in October, yikes!). Not that I mind, it just puts the blog lower on the totem pole.
Running is going great. I love training with the Cross Country team at Southwestern. Love it, love it, love it. In fact, I have a hard time sleeping the nights before Tues/Thurs workouts because I am so excited and nervous (because I don't want to finish last!!). Dan says I am probably more excited about running, than the actual team members are. Probably true. A few observations after this mornings run with the team: 1) This will only make me faster. I work my BUTT off running with those boys. 2) Wow, I'm lucky to get to have this opportunity. Never take that for granted. 3) I bet I weigh more than every single one of those boys. Seriously. 4) Wow, they are good guys. Instead of ignoring me, they talk to me and cheer me on. This was unexpected. I can't wait for Fall racing season to see how my times improve.
Swimming is going well. I'm still in the pool 4-5 times a week, and have been working on my speed. Swimming is so technical that I don't know how much faster I'll actually get, but I'm still putting forth the effort.
Biking has been non-existent since the Saturday before last? To be honest, I just don't have the desire. I could make the time - I certainly did it for Ironman training - but it would cut into other things - like family time, time with friends, books I want to read and general rest - and, I am just not willing to give those up right now. To be honest, I'm getting a little burnt out training for triathlons. Biking is so time consuming and is becoming more of a chore than fun for me.
With one on triathlon - Longhorn Lahf-Ironman- left in the season (I won't start Ironman training until December), I think I am going to switch my focus to 90% running, 10% triathlon. While Longhorn initially was going to be my "A" race, I've changed my mind and am just going to do it for fun. I have no doubt I can complete the distance with minimal bike training (once per week); I've done this race the past 2 years, it can be done, I'm just changing my focus. I'll have plently of time to re-focus once I'm training for Ironman again, but for now, I'm just going to have fun. As my coach told me, "Don't worry about it - If all is good at work, home and with your health then we are in good shape..."
I'll still run a lot, keep up with my swimming, and get bike rides in when my schedule allows. But here's a motto I'm going to keep: Only do things that make me happy. If it doesn't make me happy, then don't do it. And certainly don't do something because someone else wants me to do it. Sound selfish? Too bad.
Friday, August 20, 2010
Dear Weekend, I Love You...
This was a pretty good week for training. I got in some good run and some solid swims. I got in zero bike rides...partly due to my bike being in the shop earlier in the week, partly due to other evening commitments and partly due to I just didn't feel like it. :)
I'll wrap up with some of the more memorable moments from my week:
I'll wrap up with some of the more memorable moments from my week:
- A guy wearing a red flowered speedo and a snorkel lapped me during my Tuesday swim. Yes, a snorkel.
- No power for 3 hours Monday night when it's 100+ degrees out, no candles or flash light so it's pitch black in the house and $300 worth of food we just bought sitting in a refrigerator that does not work since the power is out.
- Coming home from my morning run several times this week to find my sweet basset hounds sitting at the window, paws on the ledge waiting for me. :)
- Feeling so completely excited and motivated after training with the Southwestern Cross Country Team on Thursday.
- Two great back-to-back swims on Thursday and Friday. That never happens to me.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Best. Morning. Ever.
This morning was the first day of training with the Southwestern University Cross Country team and it was awesome. I loved every minute of it, and can't wait to do it again. Training with them made me nostalgic for college...I heard one girl complaining about school, and I told her to enjoy every moment of your college experience. It will fly by and soon enough you'll be in the "real world" and wishing for those days back.
I was so excited about training with them I couldn't sleep. I kept waking up every few hours and checking the clock to see if it was time to get up yet. I don't know if this makes me weird or dedicated.
In the past I've trained with the women's team, so I warmed up down to the park with them. After we did drills, Coach Smith suggested that I train with the men this year. I was really nervous for a few reasons: 1) I did not want to finish last; 2) I did not want to finish last and have them all think I did not belong there; 3) I knew by running with them they would run harder so they didn't get "chicked." I worked hard today, and it felt great. I didn't finish last (or even second to last!) and my goal for the season is never to finish last in a workout...someone has to finish last, but it won't be me :).
Anyway, it was a great morning, and I feel very honored to be able to have the opportunity to train with them!
I was so excited about training with them I couldn't sleep. I kept waking up every few hours and checking the clock to see if it was time to get up yet. I don't know if this makes me weird or dedicated.
In the past I've trained with the women's team, so I warmed up down to the park with them. After we did drills, Coach Smith suggested that I train with the men this year. I was really nervous for a few reasons: 1) I did not want to finish last; 2) I did not want to finish last and have them all think I did not belong there; 3) I knew by running with them they would run harder so they didn't get "chicked." I worked hard today, and it felt great. I didn't finish last (or even second to last!) and my goal for the season is never to finish last in a workout...someone has to finish last, but it won't be me :).
Anyway, it was a great morning, and I feel very honored to be able to have the opportunity to train with them!
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Back to School
Tomorrow I go "back to school." Well, not really, but I sure wish. I wish I could get paid to go to school. I'm good at that.
Anyway, this Fall I will be training with the Southwestern University cross country teams. Coach Smith is a friend of mine, and has graciously offered to let me train with her team. I'll be training with them twice a week when they do their speed (quality) workouts. This starts tomorrow. I am SO excited. Not only do I get to be coached by a 5-time Olympic athlete, I will get faster by training with some good athletes [and I'll push myself harder because who wants to get smoked by a young punk].
Now if only I could go home and take a nap after the workout like they do...
Anyway, this Fall I will be training with the Southwestern University cross country teams. Coach Smith is a friend of mine, and has graciously offered to let me train with her team. I'll be training with them twice a week when they do their speed (quality) workouts. This starts tomorrow. I am SO excited. Not only do I get to be coached by a 5-time Olympic athlete, I will get faster by training with some good athletes [and I'll push myself harder because who wants to get smoked by a young punk].
Now if only I could go home and take a nap after the workout like they do...
Monday, August 16, 2010
Monday Karma
I meant to post a somewhat lengthy post/update earlier but let's recap my Monday:
At least last week was a good workout week. Maybe that's why I am so friggin' tired:
Totals -
Swim - 7,893 yds
Bike - 84.80 miles
Run - 57.01 miles
- Didn't sleep very well which led to a very lethargic run this morning. I was fighting to maintain my easy pace.
- Get to office and see someone has helped them self to one of my nutri-grain bars. How do I know this? They left the wrapper RIGHT ON MY KEYBOARD. Odd, I thought, but whatever.
- Turn on my computer and it appears they've also helped themselves to my computer which now has a VIRUS! Call IT and wait for it to get fixed. Lost everything that was saved to my desk top.
- Find out the food/computer thief has also stole bananas from the office down the hall and gone through someone else's files. What the .... not to point fingers but it has to be the cleaning crew... last week a camera was stolen... annoying...
- Get to the pool to swim during lunch and someone was in my usual lane. I am one of like 2-3 people who use that pool and we all have our specific lanes we use. It's a private pool. It's never crowded. But someone was in my lane (even exclaimed by the lifeguard "someone is in your lane!). So I got stuck in one of the crappy lanes with a weird current.
At least last week was a good workout week. Maybe that's why I am so friggin' tired:
Totals -
Swim - 7,893 yds
Bike - 84.80 miles
Run - 57.01 miles
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Yeah, I Know...
I suck at updating my blog...I thought I would be so good...but I really have no time...I'm busy...
Here is what I do:
m-f: workout-eat-take care of dogs-eat-workout-eat-work-workout-sleep
sat-sunday: eat-workout-eat-workout-take care of dogs-eat-sleep
repeat... :D
Oh yeah - my latest plan - 4 marathons in 4 months.
The Plan:
November 2010: San Antonio Marathon
December 2010: Dallas Whiterock Marathon
January 2010: Disney Marathon
February 2010: Austin Marathon
Let the running begin...
Here is what I do:
m-f: workout-eat-take care of dogs-eat-workout-eat-work-workout-sleep
sat-sunday: eat-workout-eat-workout-take care of dogs-eat-sleep
repeat... :D
Oh yeah - my latest plan - 4 marathons in 4 months.
The Plan:
November 2010: San Antonio Marathon
December 2010: Dallas Whiterock Marathon
January 2010: Disney Marathon
February 2010: Austin Marathon
Let the running begin...
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Pizza
If you work in Corporate America, you better like pizza. In fact, this should probably be one of the questions on the aptitude tests given to fifth graders. Children who don't like pizza should be steered toward jobs to be a teacher, doctor, lawyer (for a small, non-Corporate America firms) or a garbage man. I guarantee that these kids will not grow up to like Corporate America if they don't like pizza.
Pizza Haters would not like working in Corporate America because everyone likes free food. Free food is always (we will say 99.99999% of the time) better than any food that you could have possibly paid for. And if there is free food around, most self-respecting (or in my case, un-self-respecting) people will eat the free food.
And this food is always (we will say 97.9999% of the time) pizza.
This is the third week in a row that there has been an announcement about free pizza in the breakroom at work. This is also the third time I have declined said pizza. Apparently, I am a Pizza Hater. Which is only somewhat true. I just don't eat it very much and never for lunch (doesn't settle well for evening workouts, no need for more detail than that). However, If I had to pick between pizza and donuts, I'd pick pizza. You see I am a donut hater (there have been a lot of those around lately too).
***UPDATE: Also, unlike the quickly devoured pizza, there is an overwhelming amount of leftover melon in Corporate America. On any given fruit tray, the grapes and strawberries are snatched up immediately, only to leave all this disgusting melon festering in self pity and low self-esteem. Nobody likes melon. Why do we insist on putting it on a fruit tray??
Pizza Haters would not like working in Corporate America because everyone likes free food. Free food is always (we will say 99.99999% of the time) better than any food that you could have possibly paid for. And if there is free food around, most self-respecting (or in my case, un-self-respecting) people will eat the free food.
And this food is always (we will say 97.9999% of the time) pizza.
This is the third week in a row that there has been an announcement about free pizza in the breakroom at work. This is also the third time I have declined said pizza. Apparently, I am a Pizza Hater. Which is only somewhat true. I just don't eat it very much and never for lunch (doesn't settle well for evening workouts, no need for more detail than that). However, If I had to pick between pizza and donuts, I'd pick pizza. You see I am a donut hater (there have been a lot of those around lately too).
***UPDATE: Also, unlike the quickly devoured pizza, there is an overwhelming amount of leftover melon in Corporate America. On any given fruit tray, the grapes and strawberries are snatched up immediately, only to leave all this disgusting melon festering in self pity and low self-esteem. Nobody likes melon. Why do we insist on putting it on a fruit tray??
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Michigan Bound!
Today is my Friday, hooray!
Headed to Michigan in the morning for my cousin's wedding. Looking forward to the merriment and cooler temps. Goal is to get a 10 mile run in on Saturday morning, which means it will have to be early since hair appts for the bridesmaid's are at 9 am, which also means I must be somewhat of a party pooper on Friday and get to bed by 10 pm.
Hopefully I will not return from this trip 10 pds heavier...must not have more than one, okat two, pieces of wedding cake...
Headed to Michigan in the morning for my cousin's wedding. Looking forward to the merriment and cooler temps. Goal is to get a 10 mile run in on Saturday morning, which means it will have to be early since hair appts for the bridesmaid's are at 9 am, which also means I must be somewhat of a party pooper on Friday and get to bed by 10 pm.
Hopefully I will not return from this trip 10 pds heavier...must not have more than one, okat two, pieces of wedding cake...
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Happy Anniversary (And Reasons Why I Love my Husband)
Happy Anniversary to my Iron Sherpa! Three years ago today, we tied the knot. Now, this could get a little sappy, but really, I must brag for a little bit. Oh, and the reasons are included, but not limited to, the items listed here.
Reasons Why I Love My Husband:
10. He doesn't complain (at least not much) about the all the things I cook that stink up the house (which is all the time). Namely brussel sprouts if you were wondering.
9. He loves to sit outside all day with me...sometimes we go to the park, sometimes we go running or biking, sometimes we go to the bar, sometimes we go to the pool...it doesn't matter. But a gorgeous day means we are outside. However, we did waste one of the most beautiful days of 2007 inside Bed, Bath and Beyond for 4 hours registering for wedding gifts...painful.
8. He let me get two (high maintenance) dogs, and doesn't complain that I don't pick up their poop like I promised I would.
7. He is hysterical. Probably the funniest person I know.
6. He looks super hot in just a t-shirt, shorts and a baseball cap. Oh, and in his Texas (not UT) running shorts!
5. He is such a good friend - to me and to everyone he meets. This is a good thing because I am generally pretty evil...they say opposites attract?
4. He comes to pretty much all of my races to cheer me on, and never complains, even though I know it's super boring.
3. He is the best Iron Sherpa ever and I owe much of my Ironman success to him. He is my chauffeur, photographer, cheerleader. He listens to me babble on about my training schedule and my bike and my nutrition plan. He commiserates with me when I have a bad training session and celebrates with me when I have a good one.
2. He has never once complained about ending our nights at 8 pm so I can go to sleep early.
1. He calls me his angel...and we all know how unangelic I typically am.
0. Mostly though, I love him because when the alarm goes off at 4:30 in the morning, he doesn't complain when I wake him up, make a lot of noise, turn on the lights and grunt through the 10 minutes it takes me to get ready for my workout.
Okay, enough sap. But seriously, I am the luckiest woman alive.
Reasons Why I Love My Husband:
10. He doesn't complain (at least not much) about the all the things I cook that stink up the house (which is all the time). Namely brussel sprouts if you were wondering.
9. He loves to sit outside all day with me...sometimes we go to the park, sometimes we go running or biking, sometimes we go to the bar, sometimes we go to the pool...it doesn't matter. But a gorgeous day means we are outside. However, we did waste one of the most beautiful days of 2007 inside Bed, Bath and Beyond for 4 hours registering for wedding gifts...painful.
8. He let me get two (high maintenance) dogs, and doesn't complain that I don't pick up their poop like I promised I would.
7. He is hysterical. Probably the funniest person I know.
6. He looks super hot in just a t-shirt, shorts and a baseball cap. Oh, and in his Texas (not UT) running shorts!
5. He is such a good friend - to me and to everyone he meets. This is a good thing because I am generally pretty evil...they say opposites attract?
4. He comes to pretty much all of my races to cheer me on, and never complains, even though I know it's super boring.
3. He is the best Iron Sherpa ever and I owe much of my Ironman success to him. He is my chauffeur, photographer, cheerleader. He listens to me babble on about my training schedule and my bike and my nutrition plan. He commiserates with me when I have a bad training session and celebrates with me when I have a good one.
2. He has never once complained about ending our nights at 8 pm so I can go to sleep early.
1. He calls me his angel...and we all know how unangelic I typically am.
0. Mostly though, I love him because when the alarm goes off at 4:30 in the morning, he doesn't complain when I wake him up, make a lot of noise, turn on the lights and grunt through the 10 minutes it takes me to get ready for my workout.
Okay, enough sap. But seriously, I am the luckiest woman alive.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Random Bike Thoughts
It's no secret that I have a love-hate relationship with my bike. Sometimes I want to throw it over a cliff. Other days it treats me pretty well. As soon as I get my weekly training schedule from Coach Shawn, the first thing I do is check to see how much I have to ride that particular week. Like this week, I only have to ride twice since I'll be out of town this weekend {score}
Random Bike Thoughts
Random Bike Thoughts
- I freak out whenever I see a Chester the Molester van drive by – the utility van with no windows. I am certain they are trolling for me.
- I swear, they could bury me out there on some of my country rides and no one would know.
- When the turkey vulchers are swarming around for something good, ripe and dead, are they just waiting for me to keel over?
- I really DID need the $100 bike shorts. These feel really nice on my behind. Thank gawd!
- How the hell am I going to make it through Ironman Texas? 112 mile bike ride in Houston heat. I’m scared.
- I hate it when people/cyclists throw their banana peels in the shoulder. I still gotta ride through your crap – can you not give it a little distance?
- How does someone lose a shoe on a main road where people are not walking? I mean, not a pair, just one shoe.
- Why do I like to eat ice cream and or pizza during the Biggest Loser? I DO love to watch big people shrink. I can’t help it, it’s amazing.
- What would I do if I won the lotto? I would have a man servant, that’s what I would do. Someone to have my shit done and ready at all times. Grocery shopping done, food cooked, bike cleaned and aired up….all of it.
Monday, August 2, 2010
you take the good, you take the bad, you take them both
and then you have: my weekend.
the good:
>I had a big Ironman-like training weekend (somewhat unintentionally): 20 mi run, 1500m open water swim on Saturday; 76 mile ride on Sunday
> I was able to work on my tan
> I did not eat out once this weekend, which means I ate healthy AND saved money
> I got to run with friends I hadn't run with in awhile on Saturday. Good company.
> I was pushed beyond my comfort zone on the bike ride Sunday, which was good for me.
> Quality time with my pups and a trip to the dog park.
> Started a finished a really good book.
> Watched Friday Night Lights.
> Got some sleep.
> Back on a set schedule [I LOVE SCHEDULES]. Training for Longhorn 70.3 started today!
the bad:
> Horrible, horrible tan lines on my back from running/cycling in the sun all weekend. Will not look good for the bridesmaid's dress I'm wearing this weekend.
> Serious chafing in weird places from my long run on Saturday. Even on my wrist. Looks like I've been beaten. Also not good for the wedding pictures this weekend.
> Only actually planned on riding 30 miles on Sunday so I ran out of water in 104 degree temps. Was dehydrated for the rest of the day, making me worthless.
> Decided to check out a new riding group on Sunday. Friend was a no-show for the ride so I rode with 6 fast men on a route I was not familiar with. It was keep up or be left behind.
> Did not run any of the errands or do any of the cleaning I had planned because I was too stinking tired from the workouts. House is a mess.
> Went to bed at 8:30 pm and 9:00 pm this weekend. Not very conducive for a social life. [but I've discovered I really like going to bed at 9 pm]
> Did not do any of the following on my list in preparation for said wedding: pedicure, manicure, hair cut, purchase jewelry and make-up. Don't really have time this week due to a work event I'm in charge of.
> Hot. Hot. Hot out this weekend.
> Finished a gallon of ice cream in 3 days. Don't judge it was low-fat.
the good:
>I had a big Ironman-like training weekend (somewhat unintentionally): 20 mi run, 1500m open water swim on Saturday; 76 mile ride on Sunday
> I was able to work on my tan
> I did not eat out once this weekend, which means I ate healthy AND saved money
> I got to run with friends I hadn't run with in awhile on Saturday. Good company.
> I was pushed beyond my comfort zone on the bike ride Sunday, which was good for me.
> Quality time with my pups and a trip to the dog park.
> Started a finished a really good book.
> Watched Friday Night Lights.
> Got some sleep.
> Back on a set schedule [I LOVE SCHEDULES]. Training for Longhorn 70.3 started today!
the bad:
> Horrible, horrible tan lines on my back from running/cycling in the sun all weekend. Will not look good for the bridesmaid's dress I'm wearing this weekend.
> Serious chafing in weird places from my long run on Saturday. Even on my wrist. Looks like I've been beaten. Also not good for the wedding pictures this weekend.
> Only actually planned on riding 30 miles on Sunday so I ran out of water in 104 degree temps. Was dehydrated for the rest of the day, making me worthless.
> Decided to check out a new riding group on Sunday. Friend was a no-show for the ride so I rode with 6 fast men on a route I was not familiar with. It was keep up or be left behind.
> Did not run any of the errands or do any of the cleaning I had planned because I was too stinking tired from the workouts. House is a mess.
> Went to bed at 8:30 pm and 9:00 pm this weekend. Not very conducive for a social life. [but I've discovered I really like going to bed at 9 pm]
> Did not do any of the following on my list in preparation for said wedding: pedicure, manicure, hair cut, purchase jewelry and make-up. Don't really have time this week due to a work event I'm in charge of.
> Hot. Hot. Hot out this weekend.
> Finished a gallon of ice cream in 3 days. Don't judge it was low-fat.
Friday, July 30, 2010
TGIF!
I had to share this video. It is incredible. If you ever wonder why your friends and loved ones pursue this crazy sport, this video will help you understand why. Amazing.
On another note, TGIF. I'm looking forwarding to a weekend full of sunshine and some good workouts. Long run tomorrow morning with Run Tex, and then long ride on Sunday with a group out of Georgetown. Hopefully I can work in an open water swim or two as well. My Friday evening plans? Grocery shopping, watching Friday Night Lights, in bed by 9 pm. Life in the fast lane, I tell ya...
Happy week-ending!
On another note, TGIF. I'm looking forwarding to a weekend full of sunshine and some good workouts. Long run tomorrow morning with Run Tex, and then long ride on Sunday with a group out of Georgetown. Hopefully I can work in an open water swim or two as well. My Friday evening plans? Grocery shopping, watching Friday Night Lights, in bed by 9 pm. Life in the fast lane, I tell ya...
Happy week-ending!
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Back in the Proverbial Saddle
My little hiatus from structured training is coming to an end come next week. After a 2.5 week break, I had a good talk with my coach about the future and about what to expect for the rest of triathlon season and into my "A" race next year - Ironman Texas. Just talking about 2010-11 filled me with energy and once I had a grasp on what was to come, I was ready to get started again. I'll take the schedule seriously, but I'll also remain open to shifting for life opportunities.
So, here is the unveiling of my "big" race schedule.
So, here is the unveiling of my "big" race schedule.
- October 17, 2010 - Longhorn Half-Ironman (said I wasn't going to do another long race this season, but got talked into it...this will be my "A" race for the Fall.)
- November 14, 2010 - San Antonio Marathon
- January 8-9, 2011 - Goofy Challenge (Half marathon on Saturday; Marathon on Sunday)
- February 13, 2011 - Austin Half Marathon
- late March - Tall Texan Half-Ironman
- May 21, 2011 - Ironman Texas!!!!
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Hiatus
I have kind of disappeared from this blog lately. After deciding last week to take a few week hiatus from any sort of structured training, I've not only finally accepted the break, but fully enjoyed it.
I suppose I underestimated how much I would need to just disconnect and take care of the things I had been avoiding over the past 6+ months. It seems as though many things were just hanging by a thread, so I've spent the last week catching up.
I've still been working out. I don't think I could ever take an unforced complete break from exercise- I need it for my sanity. I've just been doing the workouts that I want to do and when I want to. Which have consisted of running in the morning and swimming at lunch. I've pretty much eliminated the evening workouts, which generally are the bike rides since that is the only time for me to ride.
Instead I have been spending my evenings with my husband and my dogs; catching up on my DVR and reading a few good books I got from the library; dinner with friends; and just general relaxing and enjoying. Last night around 7 pm, we were all on the couch - Dan watching baseball, me reading, the the dogs piled into our respective laps - and, I thought, this is great. Really great. It's been awhile since we all spent an evening together without rushing around. It reminded me again of how much fun I can also have with non-triathlon related things.
This weekend we'll be headed to Boerne for the Small Texan Olympic Distance triathlon on Sunday. While it will be nice to race, there is no pressure. I'm just out there to have fun. Dan will be racing (his 2nd Olympic distance), as will our friend Ben. I can't wait.
I suppose I underestimated how much I would need to just disconnect and take care of the things I had been avoiding over the past 6+ months. It seems as though many things were just hanging by a thread, so I've spent the last week catching up.
I've still been working out. I don't think I could ever take an unforced complete break from exercise- I need it for my sanity. I've just been doing the workouts that I want to do and when I want to. Which have consisted of running in the morning and swimming at lunch. I've pretty much eliminated the evening workouts, which generally are the bike rides since that is the only time for me to ride.
Instead I have been spending my evenings with my husband and my dogs; catching up on my DVR and reading a few good books I got from the library; dinner with friends; and just general relaxing and enjoying. Last night around 7 pm, we were all on the couch - Dan watching baseball, me reading, the the dogs piled into our respective laps - and, I thought, this is great. Really great. It's been awhile since we all spent an evening together without rushing around. It reminded me again of how much fun I can also have with non-triathlon related things.
This weekend we'll be headed to Boerne for the Small Texan Olympic Distance triathlon on Sunday. While it will be nice to race, there is no pressure. I'm just out there to have fun. Dan will be racing (his 2nd Olympic distance), as will our friend Ben. I can't wait.
Monday, July 19, 2010
Weekend Update
The weekend was great. I worked out only once -4 mi run with Dan on Saturday- and for the first time, I didn't feel guilty about it. I swear I gained 20 pounds though. Not so good for my bridesmaids dress that needs to fit in a few weeks, but worth it!
Friday, July 16, 2010
Update
Well, friends. I was thinking it might be fun to abandon the ol' blog for a week and let people start to wonder where I disappeared to. And then I remembered that I'm just not that important or cute to cause such concern, so I am sparing myself the disappointment when there were to be no whispers about where Erin has gone.
There are two reasons for the lack of postings this week:
1) Work has been crazy. I'm working on a project, that has been incredibly time consuming.
2) I have a lot to say, a lot on my mind regarding upcoming goals and plans, but not sure how to say it. My mind is a chaotic whirlwind of thoughts and emotions.
So, to update you on my week's absence...
The Couples Triathlon last week was fun. It was pretty awesome to get to mile 8 on the bike and ONLY have 3 miles left, as opposed to 104 miles!! Both Dan and I improved from last year. I was so excited to improve in all three areas from last year. My overall time was 1:19, compared to 1:24 last year, so I'll mark that as a success. I also got to meet two Daily Mile friends in person, which was really cool. Both times they came up and asked me if I was Erin. Made feel like a celebrity (ha!). I was wearing my Ironman CdA tri-top and they knew my pic from Daily Mile and put two and two together...
I always thought my Coach was crazy for doing so many Ironmans in one year (he did St. George in May; then Louisville in August and Florida in November). But, now I understand completely. I saw that IM Cozumel in November is still accepting registration and only semi-jokingly mentioned it to Dan, even though in no way would that fit on our budget this year. But if it did, I would be there in a heart beat.
I've been feeling a little lost the past few weeks. Okay, very lost. The challenge is that you absolutely need to rest. After an Ironman you are mentally and physically exhausted whether you want to admit it or not (which I don't). I didn't imagine that post-Ironman I'd want to dive right back into it... but it makes sense now because I'm caught up in the routine, excitement and adrenaline. For the most part, I've continued to train like I was pre-Ironman.
I thought I would wake up on a Saturday morning and realize I can finally sleep in or do something in the middle of a weekend day rather than be on my bike. But, there is guilt, I feel like I should be training. Last weekend, I found myself again in bed at 9 pm on a Friday night and up at 6 am to ride my bike on a Saturday...and, really, there is no purpose to that at all, other than that I am used to doing that on Saturdays.
Which brought me to some deep thinking this week. Ironman training - a good distraction from life's ups and downs? An essential part of my life? A distraction to living life? I think I do all three. I can see the addictive nature of Ironman training (or any endurance sport.)
So, after some thinking and a talk with my coach, I'll be doing my best not to stick to any sort of schedule for the rest of the month. Plan nothing, and decide when I wake up in the morning what I feel like doing. No pressure to swim, bike or run. There will be plenty of time to be on a schedule when IM Texas training starts, and I don't want to get burnt out.
So, I canceled my plans to ride/run with friends on Saturday. Which is good. It's my cousin's Bachelorette Party weekend, and the last thing I need to be doing in glancing at my watch every 5 seconds on Friday night, wondering when I going to get to bed and worrying about not getting enough sleep. I am not going to set my alarm in the morning, and if I wake up and want to go ride tomorrow then I will on my own. If I want to swim, I will when I feel like it. If I don't, then I don't. I am going to enjoy myself and relax. Make some deposits into the "emotional bank account", as my coach wisely stated (ref: 7 habits).
I'm excited to go out tonight. It's nice not to have to worry about being in bed by 9 pm. It's nice to remember that there is an incredible amount of pleasure for me in non-triathlon things.
Hope everyone has a great weekend!
There are two reasons for the lack of postings this week:
1) Work has been crazy. I'm working on a project, that has been incredibly time consuming.
2) I have a lot to say, a lot on my mind regarding upcoming goals and plans, but not sure how to say it. My mind is a chaotic whirlwind of thoughts and emotions.
So, to update you on my week's absence...
The Couples Triathlon last week was fun. It was pretty awesome to get to mile 8 on the bike and ONLY have 3 miles left, as opposed to 104 miles!! Both Dan and I improved from last year. I was so excited to improve in all three areas from last year. My overall time was 1:19, compared to 1:24 last year, so I'll mark that as a success. I also got to meet two Daily Mile friends in person, which was really cool. Both times they came up and asked me if I was Erin. Made feel like a celebrity (ha!). I was wearing my Ironman CdA tri-top and they knew my pic from Daily Mile and put two and two together...
I always thought my Coach was crazy for doing so many Ironmans in one year (he did St. George in May; then Louisville in August and Florida in November). But, now I understand completely. I saw that IM Cozumel in November is still accepting registration and only semi-jokingly mentioned it to Dan, even though in no way would that fit on our budget this year. But if it did, I would be there in a heart beat.
I've been feeling a little lost the past few weeks. Okay, very lost. The challenge is that you absolutely need to rest. After an Ironman you are mentally and physically exhausted whether you want to admit it or not (which I don't). I didn't imagine that post-Ironman I'd want to dive right back into it... but it makes sense now because I'm caught up in the routine, excitement and adrenaline. For the most part, I've continued to train like I was pre-Ironman.
I thought I would wake up on a Saturday morning and realize I can finally sleep in or do something in the middle of a weekend day rather than be on my bike. But, there is guilt, I feel like I should be training. Last weekend, I found myself again in bed at 9 pm on a Friday night and up at 6 am to ride my bike on a Saturday...and, really, there is no purpose to that at all, other than that I am used to doing that on Saturdays.
Which brought me to some deep thinking this week. Ironman training - a good distraction from life's ups and downs? An essential part of my life? A distraction to living life? I think I do all three. I can see the addictive nature of Ironman training (or any endurance sport.)
So, after some thinking and a talk with my coach, I'll be doing my best not to stick to any sort of schedule for the rest of the month. Plan nothing, and decide when I wake up in the morning what I feel like doing. No pressure to swim, bike or run. There will be plenty of time to be on a schedule when IM Texas training starts, and I don't want to get burnt out.
So, I canceled my plans to ride/run with friends on Saturday. Which is good. It's my cousin's Bachelorette Party weekend, and the last thing I need to be doing in glancing at my watch every 5 seconds on Friday night, wondering when I going to get to bed and worrying about not getting enough sleep. I am not going to set my alarm in the morning, and if I wake up and want to go ride tomorrow then I will on my own. If I want to swim, I will when I feel like it. If I don't, then I don't. I am going to enjoy myself and relax. Make some deposits into the "emotional bank account", as my coach wisely stated (ref: 7 habits).
I'm excited to go out tonight. It's nice not to have to worry about being in bed by 9 pm. It's nice to remember that there is an incredible amount of pleasure for me in non-triathlon things.
Hope everyone has a great weekend!
Friday, July 9, 2010
Couples Triathlon
Couples Triathlon this weekend. Bring it. I'm ready to race. This will be the third year that Dan and I have done this race, and it's one of my favorite. Our team name is Team Flash & Lulu, in honor of our sweet bassets.
I used to get really nervous before triathlons. After doing half-irons and an Ironman, not so much anymore. For Couples the swim is 800m, the bike is 11.2 and the run is 3.1; which will seem like a walk in the park after the completing Ironman distance. I am not sure how much speed I will have, but I am hoping to improve on my time from last year (and beat Dan of course).
Hopefully we can make Flash & Lulu proud!
I used to get really nervous before triathlons. After doing half-irons and an Ironman, not so much anymore. For Couples the swim is 800m, the bike is 11.2 and the run is 3.1; which will seem like a walk in the park after the completing Ironman distance. I am not sure how much speed I will have, but I am hoping to improve on my time from last year (and beat Dan of course).
Hopefully we can make Flash & Lulu proud!
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