Even before I signed up for Augusta 70.3 Half Ironman Triathlon, I loved swimming and I’ve always turned to it when I’ve not been able to run. My problem is – I am very very very slow. Nothing surprising here. Since I’m slow in all 3 sports! But swimming is said to be technique and form first, speed/strength second. Unfortunately, I don’t have it in my schedule right now to be able to go get much needed private lessons, so…
The past three weeks, I worked on overcoming my funk (for the lack of a better word) and establishing a routine. This week was about sticking to it and as a reward, I got to enjoy a long run outside. Your attitude is like a box of crayons that color your world. Constantly color your picture gray, and your picture will always be bleak. Try adding some bright colors to the picture by including humor, and your picture begins to lighten…
I had been feeling a little out of things these past few weeks. It was just an off feeling, a nagging feeling, nothing concrete that I can put into words. In fact, I do NOT want to voice it and put it into words. For there is power in words. The only times I was cheerful is when I’m with my minions, when I’m busy or when I’m talking/texting with friends. Part of it could be that I’ve been a temporary…
When I looked at my Training Peaks at the beginning of the week, even though I was waiting on the next week’s schedule, I had a premonition that this week was going to be the last of my “easy” weeks. Or maybe this conversation gave me the premonition. So I tried to use this week to continue on the routine that I had got going last week. I know that it will be all thrown out of whack with the minions…
My FaceBook status this past Wednesday read – It was in the low 60s outside and the sun was shining brightly and I was on the treadmill running. A tragedy. But unlike others who hate the treadmill, I embrace it. When I first started running, I ran on the treadmill exclusively. Yes, I had taken a mad leap by signing up for a half marathon as my first race, but I was like a beached whale, 190lbs, size 16, nursing my almost…
For some reason, maybe because it was the weekend of Valentine’s day, these lines were stuck in my head. It is a sonnet by Shakespeare made more famous by the Emma Thompson/Kate Winslet adaption of Jane Austen’s Sense and Sensibility. “Love is not loveWhich alters when it alteration finds,Or bends with the remover to remove:O no; it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests, and is never shaken;” Last week, I was battling sickness and getting my workouts in was…
If there was a ever a Bike 101 class, this would be it for me! After the series of falls from the bike last week, Mike offered to watch me on the bike to figure out what I was doing wrong and ride with me. I was thankful and nervous, but the nervousness was not because of my incessant falling. When I fell the second time last week, it hurt like a #$%@&*. Hurt to the point of my eyes stinging. Of…