The Sweetest Bad News
I had my appointment with the orthopedist at Emory today. And in Swim Bike Mom style, it was a bit of an ordeal. [Mostly of my own making.] First, after I wrote my earlier post today, I managed to read more past race reports from Couer d’Alene. (Big mistake). And then I got freaked out […]
Swim. Bike. Poop.
So I received this email yesterday. And my heart has been pounding ever since. Seriously. I think about the race. Boom Boom Boom. Then I get clammy. Bye bye, Beast. The Beast is clammy. Then all day I have felt like I’m going to pants my poop… so I run to the bathroom at work, only to find someone […]
Crap.
So I spoke to Dr. Miracle Man Hands last night. He had my MRI results. First of all, I love that guy and I love how anything he says feels somehow less terrible when it comes out of his mouth. I mean look at him… a precious face! Ah-hem. “So you have three things going on in the hip” […]
Things I Shouldn’t Talk About…
….66 days out from my first Ironman. 1) I don’t want to just keep moving forward. (GASP!) I want to crawl under the covers and forget why I chose this stupid dream to begin with. 2) I want to eat hamburgers. Every day. For the next 66 days. Hamburgers and these amazing mini-scones from Whole Foods. I finally […]
100 Miles and a Prayer (and a Gross Picture)
Tomorrow I’m riding in my first CENTURY ride with my dear triathlon pal, Yoda. (That’s 100 miles, people… just in case you weren’t paying attention. Oh lawd.) I love riding with Yoda. Yoda, who conveniently sent me this graphic the other day via text. Right she is. Train I must! I have never […]
The Silver Comet Curse
Yesterday, I conquered the biggest ride of my life —- 85 miles at Silk Sheets. I went with my tri pal, Yoda, and we had a great day. The morning started out freeeeeezing—-and neither she nor I wore the right gear. It was 52 degrees in Atlanta; but at Silk Sheets…. it was 38 and […]
Thumbs Up
In another beautiful feat of Swim Bike Klutz, I managed to wedge a sliver of laminate flooring under my thumbnail. I was cleaning up after the kids, of course. Wiping the wood floor, and smash – wood under the nail. Eeeeeeeek! So yesterday, I had this sliver of pain removed by the doctor, complete with […]
Swim Bike Klutz
I am going to rename this blog: Swim Bike Klutz. Yesterday, I was zooming out my front door for Court (carrying ten bags, a file and a notebook) I step on one of those little rolly pinecone-like things. Right on the front porch. Twist! Left ankle. I drop bags, curse the world. I’m okay, I’m okay, I’m […]
Who Gets Hurt on Rest Day?
Yesterday was a rest day for me, which I was welcoming with open arms. But as I walked to the bathroom at work – poof, out of nowhere – my left hamstring (or hammer, in old school weightlifting speak) starts bothering me. And it gets worse throughout the day. Who gets hurt on rest day? […]