I’m having one of those days. Those days where you are doing side planks with leg lifts (um, WTF, owwwww), and you crumple to the floor in tears, for no apparent reason. Well maybe not you, but me. Me did. I had the rush of things running through my head: You suck. This is ridiculous. Who do you think you
I was lugging through spin class today. Fifteen minutes in, my hip was bothering me beyond words. About thirty-five minutes later, though, I hit a breakthrough and I was over the pain. I stretched out after class, and (knock on wood), I am not hurting right now. So, instead of trying to take things slow, I am sniffing out 5ks for the
Well, I have been in denial. I am officially giving myself a break and hitting the slow train. My left hip is no better, and after a pitiful two mile run today, I’m all over the place with frustration and pain. Time to pace down, and see if I can get healing. I took off on my road bike yesterday,
My red hair didn’t work. And I attribute a sluggish tri-training month to it. I am back blonde and thinking that will snap me back into shape. Or maybe training a little harder without this stupid gimp hip. I was a total poser in spinning class today. Ugh. Maybe it was the one-quarter pie I ate last night. But it
I won! I won! I won my age group in the 5k today at Suwanee Town Center Park! Okay, okay. So I was the only person in my age group, and almost everyone finished ahead of me – but still, I won. I’m not sure if that’s really a win, but whatever. I shaved a few more minutes off my last
I hate fat baby carrots. When I buy a bag of baby carrots, I want it to be full of the teeny ones, or at the most, the ones that are the size of a chunky Crayola. Today I opened a bag of organic carrots from Publix, and those darn things were baby tree trunks. Does that make me a hypocrite?
Ever since my first tri, I have been hurting like a little old lady after a bone-shattering car accident. I remember exactly when my left hip gave up on me – right at the start of mile two of the run. It’s been bothering me ever since. Now, I am successfully screwing up lots of other parts because of this
I am thinking of trying the Team in Training thing. You know, the little flyer you get in the mail that claims you can train for a marathon, half-marathon, triathlon with a group in your neighborhood? And it claims that you need no experience or anything? I have a meeting on Saturday, and I think it could be fun. I need
I was a little derailed by James’ 3rd birthday last weekend plus a nasty headcold that is still hanging on. I went out for a run today, and only made it through about two miles before everything hurt and my heartrate was screaming in Zone 15. That’s okay. Tomorrow, I will spin and just start this whole thing all over again.
Ok. I am out. O-U-T for the duathlon. This head and chest cold has made running impossible this morning, and I do not want to bonk out completely on Sunday and fall into the land of discouragement. Plus, last night when I was laying out my gear for running, I could not find my Garmin watch. Well, it finally turned up.