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Hi all! Did you miss me? I missed you! I've started a new blog. I'll still talk about training here and there, but I'll also write about cooking, life in DC, and whatever else is on my mind. Check it out!

Back at it!

I did it. Well, sorta. I promised myself that come April, I was going to back on the team Z training plan.

Progress
Saturday morning, though, I had planned to attend the Cancer to 5k workout. But then there was facebook, and all of my teammates seemed so excited for the bike time trial at Prince William Forest Park (a favorite training and camping location for the Knight and me). And a mere 7 minutes before the Knight was scheduled to leave, I embraced my inner spontaneous self, threw on the bike shorts, and headed out. Go me!

Needless to say, it was tough. I’ve never been good at climbing hills, and since I have been on the bike roughly, oh, twice, since Ironman…Yeah…you can get where this is going.

I got the 21 miles done. I even made time to help out a new Z-er who was having a very common newbie problem. She had taken out here water bottle to drink and couldn’t get it back in her bottle cage. Boy, do I remember those days.

I totally understood why she didn’t want to stop (it was a time trial, after all). So instead of flying down a big hill, I was braking so that I could take her bottle from her.

Yay, 3rd bike ride of the year DONE. It is just going to get better from here.

This week I’ve been pretty much following the training plan again. Boot camp Monday morning was a butt-kicker. And I loved it.

I didn’t swim Tuesday. Ummmm, I can’t remember my excuse. I did workout on the elliptical, though. I plan to be back in the pool, any pool, on Thursday. I don’t feel ready for an hour long team swim, but what the heck…maybe I’ll shock everybody and show up anyhow.

We had track practice this morning. I did not feel like running when I woke up. I mean, I reallllllly didn’t feel up for it given my lingering boot camp aches. So it was pretty shocking that I had an awesome workout. A bunch of zone 2 work and just one 800 (half mile) in zone 4. It hurt – big time - but it felt great. GREAT!

The weather is beautiful. The sun is shining, and I am ready for the year.

Training Plan?

Now I just need to decide what training schedule to follow. As I have previously mentioned, I am planning to take it easy this year. I’m running the Cherry Blossom 10-miler on Sunday, relaying at Rumpass in Bumpass the following weekend (biking the Olympic and the Sprint), and at Kinetic in May (running the half, biking the sprint), and I am doing the Musselman Sprint in July (and of course, the micromussel). Anyone have a tricycle I can borrow? I’m serious. After that, who knows?

I was planning to follow the “Under 70.3” training plan, which is for those racing olympics or sprints. But as I look at it, I wonder. Is it enough?

Right now I am trying to decide. I kind of want to keep my options open in case I decide that I want to do more (i.e., a half IM this year). But then again, the whole idea was to give my body (and the rest of me) a break and take it easy. I’m just not sure what to do.

The Knight suggested that I follow the 70.3 (half Ironman) plan, and then allow myself to do less if I want. Yeah, that ain’t gonna happen. If the plan says bike 40 miles, then I will bike 40 miles. If not, I’ll feel bad. And then I’ll dwell on it like I did eating those six, yes six girl scout cookies last week. Hey, what can I say? I was working on a brief and I was so stressed. Chocolate=calm. You know?

Hmmmmm….. I will let you know what I decide. In the meantime, it feels great to be back to regular, structured training and I am loving the excitement of the team workouts. We had almost 50 people at boot camp on Monday. So great!

Happy training, everyone!

Thinking of you!

I don't mean to be a bad blogger. I have been thinking of you, my faithful followers. :) It’s just that I've lost a little bit of my blogging mojo now that I'm no longer working towards the original purpose of this blog. Nevertheless, until I come up with a snappy new blog title, I'm going to continue to post here.

Life is good! 2010 has been really great for me so far. I am past the post-ironman blues and I'm enjoying each day as it comes. I am actually loving not having any race goals. That said, I am running the Cherry Blossom Ten-miler in April. Right now my story is that I don’t have a time goal, but not even I believe that one. Haha! I guess I am hoping to beat my previous PR, but we’ll see. I’m not sure if I’ve trained for that.

I’ve been thinking a lot about what I am going to do this year. The team race calendar has a lot of great races ahead. The Knight is doing most of them on his journey to Ironman Wisconsin! Way to go, babe! I will tag along, but I’m feeling indifferent about my participation in the races.

So far I’ve decided the following: for the Rumpass in Bumpass and Kinetic triathlons, in April and May, respectively, I will relay. In other words, NO SWIMMING. Ha! Coach Ed puts compiles a list of those who are interested in being part of a relay team and assembles teams of 2 or 3 for the races. Cool, huh?  Just bike. Just run. Bike and run. The Rumpass Oly or sprint. The Kinetic half or the Olympic. Doesn’t matter to me. As long as my teammates don’t care about time, I’m their girl. I've never been shy about my feelings about swimming,

I've said it before and I'll say it again. It is not quitting if you consistently work hard at something for two years, you accomplish a huge goal, and then you stop. :) Okay?

According to my logic, relaying will give me the opportunity to stay involved and potentially help out newbies who are not ready to do a full triathlon. Coach Ed was quick to point out that what the newbies really need is folks to swim for them. Point taken. But nah, I’m not feeling quite that generous.

In July, the team is racing Musselman. You may recall that last year Musselman was my first half Ironman. (My race report  and pictures for those of you who might have missed them.) It was a great experience overall!  And now it is a team race. It is like a homecoming. Part of me feels compelled to do the half again. The competitive part of me wants to do it to beat my time. But you know what, I don’t need to. The Knight is racing and I plan to be there for him. So I decided that I will happily participate in the Sprint (called mini-mussel) and this year’s debut race: micro-mussel. Here’s a quick description:

Holy cow this is going to be fun. In 2010 the Musselman brings you microMussel (µMussel because we're into tiny), a Super-Sprint triathlon the likes of which you've not seen before. Contested on Friday evening, µMussel features absurdly short distances over a closed, spectator-friendly course through Geneva's Lakefront Park.


In the second wave, everyone starts in a single chaotic mass of humanity and must ride an unmodified children's tricycle (with or without bell) or Big Wheels for the bike portion.

• Swim (100 yards) (or so) - Take a flying leap off the dock and start churning. A few seconds later, if all goes well, you'll come ashore at the boat launch.

• Bike (0.6 miles) (roughly)  - What to wear? That's the big question. Don't think about it too long, because you've only got a single loop of Lakefront Park to spin your pedals.

• Run (0.2 miles) (give or take) - Ditch the bike and dash for the finish line, oxygen-starved and cramping like there's no tomorrow. Because in this race, there isn't.

Doesn’t this sound fun? I can’t wait.

So, that’s the plan so far. Once the weather gets a little warmer, I will get back on the bike. (I’m happy to report that I've done some good healing and my hands are 95% better.) Yay! I’ll continue running regularly. And maybe at some point I will get some swim practice in. But I don’t feel a sense of urgency on this one.

A final note: if anyone has ideas for a new blog title, I’d love to hear it. I thought of The Life and Times of IronCat or IronCat’s Life Lessons, but both, frankly, seem stupid to me. Hey, I’m my own worst critic.

Be well!

Still thinking about Ironman

I think about my Ironman accomplishment in some way or another pretty much every day. The reasons differ depending on the day.

This week, Dan Hicock, professional photographer, head of Tri DC magazine, and friend of Team Z, has been posting the pictures he took at Ironman Florida.

My favorites so far are definitely the swim pictures. Wow, can you tell I am elated to be out of the water? Check these out!

I am also rather partial to this picture:

Lovely!

Decisions, Decisions

As you probably know, I’ve been considering the whole M-dot tattoo issue for a while now…even before I did the race. I just couldn’t decide whether I needed a permanent tribute to the event on my body.

Inspired by my teammate Kat, at the race expo I purchased a bunch of temporary m-dot tattoos.

I was pretty psyched about wearing my tattoo, which I put on the outside of my left ankle. I felt really cool. Even if nobody saw it (hello, winter!) and those who might see it at the gym probably don’t know what it is.

After a few weeks I stopped wearing it for a while. I decided to put one on for my (post-Goofy, Disney) cruise. And then came formal portrait night.

The next day, one quick look at the photo gave me the answer I was searching for. Tattoos are not for me. At least not ones that can’t be hidden by normal clothing. I just didn’t like this big red thing on my ankle with my cute little dress and shoes.

So that’s that. I will consider putting it somewhere less obvious, but I think I am happy with my pretty m-dot pendant, my collection of Ironman gear (see my cute visor!?) and my IRONCAT license plate.

Some casual shots along side the water in Nassau, Bahamas.

Now what?

After race weekend, I planned to give my body a full week off. Yes, off! As in no running, no swimming, no biking, and no weight-lifting. I can’t remember the last time I took more than a couple of days off from exercise, but I knew I needed it. My calves, plantar fascia, and Achilles were telling me so.

I thought I might go a little crazy without the exercise, but the combination of the park and cruise activity, and with the mellow vacation vibe made it all fine. It was actually pretty nice.

Now I am back in the swing of things after a GREAT vacation. Admittedly, while better, my ailments are still present. It is time for a Dr. Keith visit, for sure.

I’m holding off on planning any races for at least another month, but at least I am at a point where registering for a (short) triathlon (and gasp, swimming again) seem reasonable.

2010 is going to be the year of yoga, I decided. I’ve been going to the weekly class at my work gym, and am looking into other options. I even went to the yoga class offered on my cruise.

After discussing developing my yoga abilities, I jokingly asked my friend Beth whether there were any yoga competitions or endurance yoga events. Hehe. I know that is not what it’s about and I’m looking forward to experiencing the benefits of yoga.

Yes, it is challenging for this type-A girl, but I can do it. I like the idea of breathing deeply, improving my posture, being more present in the moment/more mindful, and of course, having more flexibility and core strength. Maybe I should change my blog title to Cat’s Journey to Becoming a Yogi.

Positively Goofy!

It is official! I am goofy!

39.3 miles (plus) done, three medals acquired, and good fun was had!

The plan was to take it easy and have fun, easy runs. Mission accomplished (mostly)!


Here’s the rundown:

Packet pickup (Friday)
After arriving at the airport and having the worst rental car pickup experience ever, I finally made it to Disney’s Wide World of Sports Complex. Everything went extremely smoothly. There was a special separate (distant) area just for goofy participants. [Side note: According to a page that Heather  posted, there were approximately 23,000 half marathoners, 24,000 full marathoners, and 7,500 “Goofy race and a half challenge” participants.]

T-shirt and goodie bag pickup was in a different building. It was quick and easy and the schwag was sweet. Thee nice, long-sleeved tech tees (one for each race and one for the Goofy challenge), fluorescent orange goofy challenge shoelaces, a chintzy orange beaded goofy challenge necklace thingy, a pink sharpie pen (they were sponsors) and a bunch of usual biofreeze/kinesio tape stuff.

Half Marathon (Saturday)
I’m pretty used to waking up early but this was kind of insane. For the 5:40 am race start, Disney recommends that runners be onboard Disney transport by 4 am. So wakeup was at 3:15.

Getting to the race start was not as easy as it sounds. I had planned to take one of the shuttle vans, but instead accepted a ride from a fellow runner I met in the lobby. We departed the hotel at 3:45 am. We arrived at EPCOT parking lot much, much later. Traffic was insane! I wasn’t really worried about it though, since I figured that the longer I was in the car, the less time I’d be standing around in the freezing cold.

It was a looooong walk to the starting area. And oh yeah, did I mention the lovely weather? 28 degrees and sleeting. Oh yeah.

Sandy and I wound up in the wrong starting corral – we were supposed to be in C but wound up in G. It really wasn’t a huge deal, but it did mean being around mostly walkers for pretty much the entire race. From beginning to end it was pretty challenging to run at anything close to my usual pace.

Fortunately, I was not too concerned about time so I just dealt with it. (The next day, at the marathon, I was in the correct wave and it was a million times better. Still not conducive to a PR --should anyone be thinking of racing Disney for one-- but a LOT better.)

The race itself was a blast! I had SO much fun. Just as I planned, I stopped for lots of character pictures and just enjoyed myself.

It was SO neat running through the parks, albeit for very brief periods. It really got me excited to start my Disney vacation and it was really neat to see the parks all lit up (most of the race was pre-dawn).

Entering the Magic Kingdom

Notice the wearing of panchos

I was really impressed, but not surprised, by how well the race was organized. Volunteers and cast members (Disney’s term for employees) were fabulous across the board.

Plus, as promised there were lots of characters out on the course. Aid stations were plentiful. Sharpie even had funny signs with odd sayings, facts and trivia in some of the more boring stretches of road. There was music, including a number of school bands and groups of cheerleaders. It was a wonderful experience.

Argh!

Mary Poppins was my FAVORITE growing up

Out on the golf course

Atten-ion!

With all of my stopping for pictures and real indoor bathrooms, I came in around 2:50 for the half. My PR is 2:08 and my half Ironman time for running 13.1 is around 2:20. I would do it all again exactly the same way. Except I would eliminate the precipitation and make it at least a little warmer. It was brutal but totally worth it.

And since I know that several of you are planning to do Disney and/or Goofy in the future, I will note that post-event transportation was nearly as challenging as pre-race. It wasn’t fun waiting for the bus back to the hotel and taking the long ride when cold, wet and tired.

As far as advice, if you’re not going to stay in an EPCOT resort, I suggest having someone drive to EPCOT, park, and drive you back to the hotel.

Marathon (Sunday)
Again with the 3:15 wakeup. This time I tried the Disney transport and it was actually worse. I was on the Disney bus for almost 50 minutes – standing. As I suggested above, I think if I did this again I would stay at one of the EPCOT resorts so I could take the monorail (booking way ahead!). Otherwise, I suppose I could leave earlier, but who wants to get up before 3 am? Ridiculous!

I made it to the starting line (and my appropriate corral) just 2 minutes before the start. Not the way I like to do it but at least I wasn’t standing around too long.

The temps were way warmer this day. You know, like 30 degrees instead of 28. And windy! At least it wasn’t wet. But it was icy… Guess what you get if you have water stations with 30-degree pavement. Ice rinks. That was a new challenge for me.

Start of the full marathon

Chip and Dale

EPCOT

I stopped for somewhat fewer pictures this time since I had gotten shots with many of the same characters the day before.

About to run through the castle

Yeah!

About to enter Animal Kingdom

Minnie is safari-ready

Mickey, too!

P-p-p-power rangers!

Although I felt pretty good going into the day, by the middle of the race I definitely felt the effects of the run the day before. I took my time and remembered that I was there to have a good time and so I walked a lot more than usual.

Oh, and here’s a funny story. Around mile 6 I noticed that I no longer had my cell phone. Oops. It must have fallen out of my hydration pack when I took out a gel. I borrowed phones from a couple of fellow runners and tried to call my phone. Finally, a couple of miles later, someone picked up. He had my phone. He offered to bring it to the finish line but I opted to wait for him to catch up to me.

I waited for this kind stranger for over 15 minutes…which was actually pretty hard considering it was sooo freezing. Meanwhile I bonded with the volunteers at the medical tent, which was the designated meetup spot. I got to watch all of the runners go by. I wouldn’t do that again, but it was a memorable part of the day.

When I got my phone back I saw it had a rough day, too. It is all scratched up and the battery case is missing. My little phone needed to replaced anyhow, but now it is hilarious with the duct-taped battery and all. Just a little souvenir from race day.



Now here is the really funny part, Around mile 23 I calculated that in order to come in under 6 hours, I would need to average 10-10:30 miles for the remainder of the race.

Where did this 6-hour number come from? I have no idea! I just got it in my head somewhere along the way. Maybe because I rmembered  that your predicted marathon time is double your half marathon time plus ten minutes...and I based it on the day before's half time. I don't know.

Ordinarily, I run a marathon in around 4:30. So why was I hell bent on being under 6 hours? Again, I have no idea.

Throughout the race I kept reminding myself of the goals: have fun, relax, and take it easy enough so that I can enjoying touring the parks Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday.

By this point, however, it hurt just as much to walk as to run and I was sore enough that I figured it didn’t matter what I did at that point, I was going to be hurting regardless.

So I took off. I felt like I was really zooming, especially since those around me were all in the 6-hour marathon bunch and were probably averaging 13-14:00 miles.

Lo and behold, I made it across the finish line in 5:59:something. Wow, I am stubborn! And determined! As sore and tired as I was, I got it done.

I'm done!
That's me behind the blue hat.

It is still windy!

For all of that, I got some pretty sweet medals.

Bling!

I'm Goofy

As if you didn't know that already, it will soon be official.  I'm goofy!

Can you believe that Disney's Goofy challenge is almost here? Saturday morning is the Disney Half Marathon and Sunday is the (full) Disney Marathon. Those wacky enough to do both get three medals (one for each race, and one for being insane enough to do both), and the special designation of being Goofy!

Word is that the medals and the race shirts are really cool. I can’t wait!

My lovely DC Tri Club friend Sandy and I are running together and we have declared that these will be fun runs. In other words, we are taking it slow. The plan is to stop and take pictures with the many characters that will be along the course and just have a blast. I intend to ignore the clock and get through the weekend with minimal damage to my body. Plus, I want to enjoy Disney after the races…which means not leaving it all on the race course for a change. Hopefully I will keep the plan in mind if I get a little burst of adrenaline and try to start racing. (Sandy, remind me of this, will ya?)

We are freaking out just a tad since neither of us expected a forecast like we’re seeing…Check this out:

Saturday – low 27, high 43
Sunday – low 30, high 48

Yikes! It is going to be super cold when we start these races at 5:40 am. Reviews from previous years races complained of the hot temps at the end of the race. Yeah, that won’t be a problem this time around. I’m sure people will complain about the weather anyhow…

Still, I am so excited for this trip. Two race days, some park/shopping days (Orlando has awesome outlet malls) and then a three-day cruise. Yipee!!!

Reflecting on 2009

As I begin to think about the past year, the first word that comes to mind is “wow!” If you’d told me a year ago that this year I would have completed a full and two half ironmans I probably wouldn’t have believed you.

I’d like to say that 2009 was about much more than Ironman, but that wouldn’t really be true. For the most part, it is what consumed me this year. While I generally try to be a little more balanced, that just wasn’t realistic for me this year. But it was my choice and I am really glad that it turned out the way it did.

So, how do I feel about 2009? Very happy and so proud of myself for what I accomplished. Honestly, I vacillate between being very matter-of-fact about things [whatever, it is just an Ironman, anybody can do it], and being completely in awe of myself that I actually did it [I swam/biked/ran how far!?!).

Everyone keeps asking me if I will do it again. My response is that while the race itself was hard, it was only one day and I think I could do it again. However, the training was tough, and while I am so glad I dedicated myself to it this year, I don’t know that I would do it again.

Nevertheless, I am so glad I did it. It is a great feeling to know there is nothing that I cannot do if I put my mind to it.

At the end of the day, one Ironman or lots, fast or slow, I am Ironcat, and I’ve got the schwag to prove it. Hehe, check out what I got:

Happy New Year, everyone! I hope you have a wonderful, healthy, and rewarding 2010!

Do You Hash?

Monday night I had the pleasure of joining my team-Zmates for the newest team activity…hashing. I’d heard of it before, and there have been rave reviews of the latest addition to the team calendar, so I decided to check it out.

Not being much of a drinker (okay, I don’t really drink at all) I have shied away from hashing before. From what I heard, you drink beer during and after the run, and there are all kinds of esoteric traiditions and vocabulary involved. Yet, I kept seeing all of these messages saying how much fun the first few hashes were, and how it is fun even if you don’t drink, so “what the heck, why not?” I thought.

I showed up to PRR on this very cold past Monday night dressed in five layers on top (well six: sports bra, long sleeves shirt, short sleeved shirt, two more long sleeved tops, fleece vest) for which I was called out later.  It was a chilly and windy 31 degrees.

Then we learned to deal. Basically, you run around with the group and attempt to find the trail (which is just the route, mostly on paved streets/sidewalks and occassionally over grass). Someone has gone out ahead of time and marked the trail with dollops of flour and chalk. Without going into detail, you run along and try to figure out the correct course, which can sometimes be tricky. Along the way, there are marking that indicate beer is near (BN) or shot check (SC).

It was really fun! The best part is that during the hash, you’re not really thinking about how much further you have to run or how long you’ve been going. You’re looking for trail signs and trying to figure out if that mound is flour or snow. It was a great change of pace from the usual boring run. I might be hooked.

Afterwards, everyone gather for beverages, “orange food” (i.e., cheezits, Doritos, and other such yumminess) and revelry. This includes some drinking games and the calling out of strange or inappropriate behavior such as wearing race paraphenalia or new shoes (from which you are forced to drink).

Oh, and in case you’re wondering, chips and juicy-bevies which may or may not contain alcohol, whatever the quantity, are not sufficient post-run nutrition. This I learned when I woke up hungry at 1 am. Doh! Maybe I need more chips next time.


For more about hashing, check out this Wikipedia article.

Improving

Thanks to everyone who reached out to me after reading my post about my post-Ironman blues. I am happy to report that I am steadily getting better.

Earlier this week, I went ahead and booked the trip to Disney. I find it kind of interesting that it was like a switch was flipped in me, and I instantaneously felt like myself again. I felt  happy and I had something to plan. Funny how that works.

To prepare for the Goofy Challenge, I was supposed to walk 11-12 miles today and run 26 tomorrow. I decided that since I am an ironman, I don't need to do the walk. (ou know, because I am so tough...hmmmm.)

Three weeks ago when I walked 8 miles the day before the long run and it left me achy. Strange. My butt and back hurt. Although I usually don't do 8 miles straight, I walk miles at a time pretty often so I don't know why. So yeah, I'm skipping it and I don't feel bad about it.

Of course, Snowpocalypse is interfereing with the planned 26-miler today. A couple of years ago I ran 20 in the snow and ice and while I got it done, I think it was foolish. Yaktrax worked great, but I just don't need to do that again. I'm thinking that I will take a morning off from work this week to make it up. I am definitely not going to do any more than an hour or so on the dreadmill. [Headed there soon, I promise.]

I hope you all are enjoying the snow.

I got the blues…

No, not Kraft Macaroni and Cheese. I’ve got the Post-Ironman blues. I’ve been keeping this pretty much to myself, but IronHolly’s post has made me feel a little less embarrassed, so I thought I would pay that favor forward and share what I’m going though.


Week 1 was pretty exciting still. I was sore, tired and hungry, but I had the joy of all of the wonderful messages and calls [and flowers...thanks, Mom] pouring in. I returned to work that Thursday (with my medal, of course) and eagerly anticipated the weekend plan of doing nothing and/or whatever the heck I wanted.

Well, the weekend didn’t turn out how I planned. I wound up overcommitted with team events and errands. By the end of the weekend I was in a serious funk and was really sad.

I admit that I thought I was immune to this post-race depression thing. I’ve done 6 marathons and countless other races and frankly, didn’t understand why people would get depressed after a race unless something went wrong.

I've always subscribed to the theory that I choose to be happy. That hasn't changed.

I also didn’t think I’d have a problem since before I signed up for Ironman, I had signed up for the Goofy Challenge in January 2010. I figured the goal of racing a half marathon followed by a full marathon the next day – at Disney, no less – would keep me motivated and focused during the two months following Ironman.

But…..I don’t know.

I have stayed active. I began getting back into light workouts just 4 days after IM. Thanksgiving day I even raced a turkey trot (5k) and did really well (sub 28-minutes on a hilly course) despite going in with no plan and no goals.

Yeah, I am taking it easy with the workouts (read: working out just once/day – haha). [No, I have not been near a pool since the week of IM.]

This past weekend I did my Galloway-recommended 8-mile walk on Saturday and 23-mile run on Sunday. It all went perfectly.

But I’m still blah. And it feels like the training ate up my entire weekend. Boo :(

Apparently, the “goofy” goal isn’t enough for me. I need something. Something to look forward to. Something to work and/or plan for.

So, I got the crazy idea of taking a vacation that didn’t involve a race, training event, or work event. Ooooh.

Not to shift blame, but to make a long story short, the Knight’s schedule is NOT cooperating. At all. Grrrrr. I feel downright thwarted. I could go alone, or with friends… Anyone want to go away with me?

So I tried to focus on making a vacation out of the Disney trip but at this point I am not sure if I feel like racing -- or training for that matter.

Thus, add to everything else the stress of a) not knowing whether I want to race Disney; b) not having travel arrangements less than 6 weeks from the race (verrry stressful for this type-A girl); c) feeling completely powerless to make any decisions or arrangements given my indecision and the Knight's demanding work schedule.

I did a little googling and the consensus is to be that you need to give yourself time to recover. It also seems that taking on a new, non-tri related project or goal is recommended.

So, what now?

I’ve always had goals. Whether it was to get through school, pass the bar, get a clerkship, get a job, run a marathon, do 8 pullups, find a house, plan a vacation... I always have something to work on.

Right now, I am kind of lost.

My body is telling me to “stop the insanity!!” My recovery from Sunday’s 23-miler was seriously tough.  The next day I hurt everywhere and was sooooo tired. I could barely walk because everything hurt. I am better now but I am still not inclined to continue pushing myself like this.

I mean, I am keeping busy with work, moderate workouts, and occasional social activities, but to be honest I am just not happy. :(

I keep reminding myself of how fortunate I am. I am healthy, I have a good job, I have wonderful friends.You know...

I’m enjoying not waking up at the crack of dawn for workouts. I am enjoying the flexibility to stay up later and meet friends for lunch or dinner. But I need more.

And I need to relax and maybe even pamper myself. But I can’t seem to do that when there are meals to prepare, a litter box to clean, and a closet to reorganize.

Okay, I’m done whining for now. I am off to continue working on being happy. Tonight I’m going to some of the wonderful free holiday concerts in DC tonight.

Race Day Pictures

Everyone took such great pictures on race day. I've narrowed it down here but look on facebook for the full collection this weekend.

Cool sign! It made it seem so real.

This is the shower we ran under to get to transition.

I still had sand all over me the entire day

Cool, calm and collected (right!)

I added a few extras

Tent setup at sunrise

Transition bags

I think Dr. Keith planned his outfit to match my wetsuit

One by one the BOPer girls arrived. How could I not smile and feel loved?

Glass, my a$$

Phew

Do I not look thrilled to be out of the water? I think this is the second best post-swim pic ever

(the first is Sheriece's picture from NJ)

Out for a leisurely little 112 mile ride (with a time limit)

No, Nicolas, I didn't stop to lead a cheer. I was getting my race halos.

I will not point out the nice leg muscle action in the second shot.

I was sprinting so fast at the end the camera couldn't catch me

The BEST part: my cheering family!!!!

The BOPers (Janet, Jacquie, Sally, Tracey and Priscilla)

Team Z out in force

BOPers and Jackie (who is way to fast to be a BOPer but we love her anyhow)

The Clown Car

The Best IronSherpa

Melody and Mary

One horn was not enough for Jenn

The wonderful madness that was the Team Z finish line tent

The calmness that was the remote cheering station on the run course

Looking okay for almost 16 hours of racing (and cheering)