100 Days
100 days until Ironman New Orleans 70.3. At this moment, I am sitting on a plane to San Diego and thinking about the in-flight menu (mmmm…maple turkey bacon sandwich), and simultaneously chewing my nails to the nubs thinking about 100 days. Yes, 100 days is some sort of eternity of time. In […]
Tri Kits are…..HERE!
SORRY GUYS – ALL ORDERING IS CLOSED! We’ll place a new order soon.
Remember.
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Shorts! Eeeeee!
I am so excited. As many of you know, I have been working with Hawk Racing for the design of the SBM tri kits! This is the first “draft” of the shorts. What do you think? I took some suggestions to keep the black to a minimum because of the heat factor. The top will be […]
Wild and Precious Life
Came across this quote in my Experience Life magazine last night in the opening article written by the Editor, Pilar Gerasimo. Love it. Love love love it. “Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”― Mary Oliver [View from Life Time Fitness window this morning post-spin. I like how […]
Freedom?
I swam 1600m tonight (about a mile), which is the first real swim since I had been nursing the shoulder injury. (Injury = putting gym bag in passenger seat incorrectly). Shoulder = great. Attitude = great. Pool companions = weird as all hell. [Seriously, I’ve never seen such weird pool behavior as […]
Me and the Hidden Scale
I put down a five mile run toady, and I am still singing a wicked version of “whoop there it is.” Yes, that is the farthest I have ventured since 70.3 Miami. I am short on time to New Orleans, and now I think the groove is starting to roll. Last night, I posted on Facebook that […]
The Day after the Promises
Day one of no caffeine. I woke up this morning, weighed myself (cursed), and immediately waddled to the coffee pot. Rats! &#^*$#! The warm coffee, the cream, the caffeine jolt. Farewell. I had slept well. Fell dead asleep at 10:45 last night, and popped open my eyes just in time to hear “Happy New Year” […]