Monthly Archives: September 2011

I’ll Be Back….Shortly

Sorry, I know I have been quite sporadic with postings these last two weeks….I apologize! But I did want to pop in real quick to say that I am going on a short break. I am going to be spending more time on my fund raising campaign, Jog 4 Joubert Syndrome, and need to focus my time and energy there. It is, after all, the “Reason I Tri”! I will post (hopefully) once a week or so here.

In other news, if all the stars align (read: I stay injury free) I hope to run my next Half Marathon next month. I have decided that its just not financially possible to keep the other triathlons on my fall schedule, so it looks like my rookie triathlon season was a pretty short one with only two triathlons. Next year, I will be more prepared in knowing what it takes to train (as in HUGE time commitment) and know better how to plan for my season. Picking races that I really want to do instead of wanting to do them all!

Thanks for sticking with me, I’ll be around, reading and commenting on your blogs. Until then……..

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That Was Rude

Oh, my! How rude of me to go off and unplug for over a week with little warning, no blogs, no updates, no tweets, NOTHING! Bad blogger….BAD!!! Forgive me??? I am so flippin’ behind on blog reading too, hopefully I will catch up!

I don’t really like to broadcast when my family goes on vacation, but I had planned to do a couple blogs while I was away. Buuuuttt…..we had a spotty and sloooooow Wi-Fi connection, and I tried and failed and mobile blogging via iPhone. So it was a forced hiatus for me.

I spent the first part of my vacation in Pigeon Forge, TN with some friends that I know through the Joubert Syndrome Foundation. A girls weekend without kids or spouses. We had a great time, its so nice to be surrounded by other moms going through the same struggles as you. No awkwardness about JS. I miss them dearly!

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Directly after arriving home from TN, it was immediately back in the car with the family, following the caravan of cars to Oak Island, NC. We had a great time just relaxing with my brother, our neighbors (yep, the rooster killer!), their kid, and the wife’s sister.

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I was soooo so very bad with my diet, but vacation calories don’t count….right???? I’m sure my net calories were wayyyyy upside down after vacation week, but who really cares…..it IS vacation after all!

But I WAS at least active during this trip unlike the last vacation! I ran twice (4 miles each), kayaked twice, and rode a bike once for 7 miles.

Running at the beach seems so much more fantastic in theory than it really is! I know from previous experience that running on the actual beach can be likened to the tedium of treadmill running. You run and run and run, but seem to get NOWHERE….plus its bad on your feet, achilles, and calves, or so I hear. So I stuck to the street….which turned out to be equally boring. Passing one beach house after another, all of them equally “charming” quickly turn into a blur after mile 1. And you would think that running with little to no elevation change would be nice, but its pretty brutal. It was HOT, HUMID, STICKY, SALTY, WINDY. But I got it done!

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Kayaking was my preferred activity last week, something totally unique as I have not kayaked in over 8 years. Beautiful scenery, and a tad bit scary (I kept wondering what I would do if I flipped my kayak). I love a good thrill! Apparently my hubs is hillbilly even in a kayak!

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Hubs and I did take our bikes with us, but for some reason they never made it out of the back of the truck. Our neighbors brought their 100+ lb Huffy bikes (slight exaggeration…maybe) with them as well so that we could ride on the beach. The sand at Oak Island, apparently, is not ideal for riding a bike. Our tires marred up in the sand immediately. So we decided to ride on the road. Let me just say that mashing the pedals of a HEAVY bike, one in which is supposed to have gears but the derailleur is rusted and un-shiftable, into strong headwinds, is HARD stuff!!!!! We only rode 7 miles at an average pace of about 11mph, but I guarantee you my heart rate was up at least a little!

We did get yelled at by a passing motorist because we were not riding in the “bike lane”. I couldn’t stop myself from yelling a dirty word back. Hurricane Irene had just passed thru the area a week earlier and the “bike lane” was rendered pretty much useless and, in my opinion, hazardous. With so much sand and debris, I felt safer on the actual road. Its not like it was a freakin’ busy road anyway! Geez lady, share the road!!!!!!!

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I always suffer a small case of post-vacation blues, and it takes a while to snap back into the real world. But until next time……I will look back on this vacation with fond memories.

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No Regrets Today and Dream Interpretation

You don’t regret 99% of the runs that you DO, but you do regret 100% of the ones you DON’T DO!

I lay in bed this morning, not wanting to run, but I was pre-regretting the fact that if I didn’t run, it would be yet another week of just 2 runs/week. I was only planning to do 3 measly little miles, why was I making it so tough?! So I applied the rule of “run 1 mile, and if you’re still not feeling it you have a pass to quit” Works every time! So glad I forced myself out the door!

And to give myself an added break, I ran nekkid….as is ran without my Garmin….see:

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Ahhhh, I’m a sweaty beast! It was refreshing to run without the pressure of time….just running!

I love trying to figure out the meaning of my dreams. Do you?

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I had a funny yet anxiety producing dream last night. It was a race dream. I haven’t had one of those in ages….since I last raced in June. I dreamed that I was in the water about to start a sprint triathlon and realized that I didn’t have goggles or a swim cap. Then it dawned on me that I hadn’t gotten my other gear out of the car and set up my transition area.

Instead of it looking like this…….

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It looked like this……

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Of course I was freaking out in the dream, my stuff was locked in my car and I didn’t have the key. I don’t know what the outcome of the dream was, it ended before I finished the swim.

So what does it mean? My life feels a little frantic and disorganized right now, maybe that’s it? Maybe I feel unprepared for the upcoming races on my schedule (YES! definitely unprepared for the oly which I still haven’t committed to). Who knows, but I love to look at all the angles of what my dreams mean. Maybe I will discuss this one with my therapist haha!

Have you had any strange dreams lately about running or racing? What do you think they mean to you?