My last triathlon of the season is Sunday. I've been a little sad about that fact. Especially in the wake of all the Ironman excitement. I mean, where did summer go? Did I really only do three sprint tri's this year? Is this stupid marathon really the only thing left to train for? Running? All I'm going to be doing is running?!
But then Warren Miller reminded me....the end of tri season is the beginning of "off"season. And now training for a marathon seems like its just preparation for something much, much better:
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Oh mornings, how I wish I loved you....
because right now I need to find motivation for an 85 minute run. Its been a long day. I really, really just want to go home, eat some dinner, check some things off the to-do list, and curl up with my laptop before drifting off to sleep.
But no. I need to go running. FOR AN HOUR AND A HALF. On a weeknight. Which is really at least a two-hour project when you consider finding all the electronic gagets and making sure they're charged, finding something to wear, getting out the door for the actual running part, and then stretching and abs (ya, when those actually happen).
If I were a morning person, I could get up and get my running out of the way. And then enjoy my evenings, as shortened as they may be due to the early wake-up calls.
Ugh. How does one become a morning person anyway? Is there a class? Maybe a magic morning-person pill I could take? Or maybe what I really need is a magic able-to-function-on-three-hours-of-sleep pill. Yes, that might be even better than just being a morning person.
Ok, if someone could just let me know where to find one of those little magic pills, that would be great.
But no. I need to go running. FOR AN HOUR AND A HALF. On a weeknight. Which is really at least a two-hour project when you consider finding all the electronic gagets and making sure they're charged, finding something to wear, getting out the door for the actual running part, and then stretching and abs (ya, when those actually happen).
If I were a morning person, I could get up and get my running out of the way. And then enjoy my evenings, as shortened as they may be due to the early wake-up calls.
Ugh. How does one become a morning person anyway? Is there a class? Maybe a magic morning-person pill I could take? Or maybe what I really need is a magic able-to-function-on-three-hours-of-sleep pill. Yes, that might be even better than just being a morning person.
Ok, if someone could just let me know where to find one of those little magic pills, that would be great.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Therapy
This was a big weekend for reasons beyond Ironman. You see, I had something of a breakthrough moment in my triathlon "career" this weekend. For the first time in three years and 7+ triathlons I SWAM IN THE LAKE. Why is this monumental? IT WASN'T A RACE.
I actually elected to swim in the lake for reasons other than the lake being a necessary means to some sort of finish line.
I know, its about time, right?!
I did somehow manage to swim without any wacky breathing whatsoever. So now I have a positive lake experience to focus on when I'm standing at the start line trying not to puke up my oatmeal. But swimming around just outside the swim area, where kids are playing and families are throwing footballs around in the late afternoon sun, is a somewhat different experience than standing at the start line with a bunch of competitors in the early morning haze. So, while I'm not going to be so quick to think I'm cured of all my open water swim ailments, this was a great first therapy session.
I actually elected to swim in the lake for reasons other than the lake being a necessary means to some sort of finish line.
I know, its about time, right?!
I did somehow manage to swim without any wacky breathing whatsoever. So now I have a positive lake experience to focus on when I'm standing at the start line trying not to puke up my oatmeal. But swimming around just outside the swim area, where kids are playing and families are throwing footballs around in the late afternoon sun, is a somewhat different experience than standing at the start line with a bunch of competitors in the early morning haze. So, while I'm not going to be so quick to think I'm cured of all my open water swim ailments, this was a great first therapy session.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Ironman Wisconsin 2009: The Finish Line
This is your day.
All these people are cheering for YOU.
The dream is now....
Head into the light....
You are and Ironman!
Friday, September 11, 2009
Ironman Madison -- the best week of the year
I absolutely love downtown Madison this week. My usual Starbucks is packed with Ironbods instead of stuffy suits. Everyone with that chill kind of intensity of someone who's put in all the work and is now sitting back and waiting 'til its time to enjoy the reward. It is such a motivating energy. I swear you can get Ironman contact-high just being here. The endorphins are everywhere -- like runners high without the work.
I just love it.
I can't wait to play Ironfan for all my peeps on Sunday. It gets me all teary just thinking about it. You're all going to rock this thing! Its your day kids.....enjoy it, own it, and smile pretty when you hear the crowd on Martin Luther King cheer for you, and that distinctive voice boom "YOU ARE AN IRONMAN!"
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Sports Bra Splurge!
I got "the girls" a little present this weekend....
I splurged and bought two more CW-X sports bra's to match the one that I already have. Why? Because when you are willing to dig through a pile of dirty laundry for the already-worn-three-times, still-slightly-soggy, very stinky, I've-got-so-much-organic-matter-growing-on-me-I-could-probably-almost-walk-on-my-own bra every time you work out rather than wearing the five or six other options in the drawer.....you need to buy a few more. Clearly you have found sports bra nirvana. Don't fight it.
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