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Silent Sunday

The Expert and I stared at each other over grilled chicken salads a giant plate of nachos at Taco Mac about 12:30 today.  No talking.

On the twenty minute ride to Taco Mac, we didn’t talk.  During lunch: silenco.  And all the way home, silence.

We weren’t fighting.  Rather, the silence was the kind of quiet born out 52 miles on the bike, followed by a 3 mile run: the longest brick of my life, and the longest time I have ever moved continuously, and on purpose.

3:19:00 for the bike, and 32:20 for the run.  Almost four solid hours of movement.  And the awesome part? I’ve only gotta shake my tail feathers for about three more hours to pull off 70.3 Miami. “Only” three more hours.  Only, only, only….

The bike was long, but reasonably paced. The first mile of my run, I felt like Super Woman with my 10:00 minute mile pace, which quickly declined… quickly.  But I still had a pretty quick three miles.

I was looking across the living room at the Expert now.  Today was the first long ride in the aero position for him.  I advised him before the ride, You might not want to do the whole ride aero, I made the mistake the first time and—–.  I didn’t finish the sentence.  I knew he wouldn’t listen.  And he didn’t.  The Expert is sporting a mean hamstring induced limp.

As for me, I am walking around a little crooked-headed.  Apparently, when I ride aero, I cock my head to the side like some sort of circus parrot. After three and a half hours, apparently the neck just agrees to remain in that position.  I never knew. Ha. Thumbs up.

So the Expert laying quietly watching American Ninja Warrior (WTH), and I’m barely moving as I type.   Surprisingly, the kids are also playing quietly, as if they can sense the lactic acid pain build-up in our legs.

Happy Sunday everyone, and congrats to all of you and your big races today!  Remember to send your race reports and pics to swimbikemom at gmail.com.

2 Comments

  • BabyWilt

    August 22, 2011 at 2:42 pm

    Oh man you have considerate kids, mine are the kind who sense the phone ringing and all of a sudden they are dying with wails to go with, my lactic acid sends them into a frenzy 🙂

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  • Swim Bike Mom

    August 22, 2011 at 2:48 pm

    Oh, I laughed out loud when I read "considerate kids." Definitely not. They are crazy. 🙂 It was weird that they were quiet at all.

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