Psychological Fatness Warfare

In this 10,000th post about my food issues, I hope to bring you some hope, some revelations. Alright, maybe not.  What about some pictures of cupcakes?   Yesterday, I had a great morning run to start.  I did some running drills.  I started off zen. I dreamed about New Orleans. I planned my meals. But […]

Dance, Girl, Dance

I tweeted this Instagram awhile ago, and one of my Tweeps said:  “You have a Flashdance room to yourself! Dance, girl, dance!” That cracked me up.   But I’m definitely having a non-dance-girl-dance type of day.  This morning, I had a great four mile run, but it’s been a draining day.  The draining day actually […]

Cold Weather Hills

Today, was my second cold weather riding solo adventure.   To commemorate the event, I present you with a ridiculous photo: (Nerd.) I was taking on the same Harbins Park loop as last Sunday, but with a modification. Instead of driving to the park, I was going to leave straight from my house.  This meant riding up […]

Farewell, Chicken Wing

After spinning class today, I skipped on over to the treadmills to do a one mile run.  I just started, and then I see him. [No, not the Elf on the Shelf.] Coach Monster. He’s walking towards me.  Oh no, I think… my chicken wing! My hideous run form! He says, “I’m just going to […]

Fix Your Life Friday: To Iron or Not?

It’s that time again – here’s the fourth installation in SBM’s “Fix Your Life Friday” series with our resident life coach, Carrie, of Tempo Life Coaching. Today’s question is a good one for moms who are consistently suffering from the SBM coined disorder called “BETES”  (Being Everything to Everyone Syndrome), and trying to balance everything at once, […]

Sub Ten

For a few weeks now, Coach Monster has been working with me on improving my ever-loving hideous running form. He’s only watched me run once, but we’ve been chatting and I’ve been updating him via phone and email. [I can proudly say, that I believe my chicken wing has all but disappeared.] Today, I planned […]

Triathletes are Babies

If you are a triathlete, you are a grown-up baby. Yes, you are.  Yes. You. Are.  [I know you are but what am I?]   Bottles Seriously.  How many water bottles do you have?  More than a baby, I bet.  Your baby is jealous of all your bottles. Diapers Granted, our chamois diapers are more for […]

Cold Weather Ridin’ Solo

Before the Ride: Today will be my first *official* long, cold (sub 40 degrees) weather bike ride.What?? you say, And you call yourself a triathlete? Well, two comments about that :   1) My training plan last year during the winter was just to make it to St. Anthony’s Olympic distance race (alive) which could be accomplished inside until a […]

Riding Tandem with my Ironwoman

The Ironman World Championship show on NBC is mere minutes away from starting, and I can barely stand the excitement. It’s like the World Series, Game 7, tied 3-3 in the bottom of the ninth, full count, bases loaded. I know how it’s going to end, but I can’t help but be ridiculously stoked. In […]