Saturday, August 11, 2007

READY, SET ....

I'm here in Sylvania ,Ohio. I have my race packet. I have my number. But am I ready to go?? I don't look at all like any of the other people here. My daughter came with me and they thought she was the athlete. I looked at all the times from last year and I definitely will be last by at least 10 minutes. The good news is that I start in the first wave and it will not be obvious.

I have checked over all my race stuff. I am heading for bed. I don't think sleep will come easy. I need to get up at 430am Chicago time. I am beginnng to ramble so I better quit.

Waddling in my PJs......................

Friday, August 10, 2007

BAD TIMING



It sneaks up on you at the worst possible time. It makes you feel exhausted but unable to get a good sleep. It makes every bone in your body ache. Sometimes on a very hot and humid day -it will give you chills. Then when you are doubting yourself and can't figure out what's wrong -it gets worse and you spend hours between the bed and the bathroom. It is-----
The FLU BUG
Certainly not what I wanted the week before a race. But it guaranteed that I would take it easy and not overdo it. I am feeling better but it is time to rehydrate and get ready for the weekend.

Not waddling................

Tuesday, August 07, 2007

PERSPECTIVE


Today's weather continued to be extremely hot and humid. Even though it was 90 outside the humidity put the heat index over 100. I waited until the sun was setting to run. As bad as last night's workout was today was amazingly better. I ran 4 miles. It felt ok. With the way the weather was, I did not pay any attention to my pace. My goal was only to complete my run. This I did achieve.

Everytime that I doubt myself or have a day like yesterday, I have a day at work that re-adjusts my perspective. This was one of those days. One of my patients that I treated today was 40 and a very active person. They recently found out that they have a cancer in their spinal canal from top to bottom. Without treatment they will be paralyzed. When I look back at how whiney that I was with a short workout, I feel embarassed compared to what this person is facing. I take for granted how lucky that I am to be able to get out and run or bike. Thanks for the reminder not to take life for granted.


Run : 4 Miles

Monday, August 06, 2007

CRAP

Crap. That one word descibes tonight's excercise. Because of the weather, which was very stormy and humid, I decided to head to the treadmill at the gym. When I began running, I felt like I had never run before. My left rib hurt from the jarring. I just could not run. After 10 minutes I quit and headed for the elliptical trainer and survived 20 minutes. I can;t believe what happened.

I do need to taper for Sunday. But talk about a ego deflater.

Waddling with my head down....................

Sunday, August 05, 2007

NOT MEANT TO BE

Today when I woke up an turned on the radar, it looked like the above. No a morning to head out on a 55 mile ride alone on a road bike. I put my head down and fell back to sleep. I would see what I could work in later.

When I did get up at 9, everyone in the house was gone. My daughter to work. My hubby and son to the RT 66(dragway) to run the Firebird. I went to make some breakfast and realized that I needed to go to the grocery. So off I went.


While I put the groceries away, I realized Ironman Kona 2006 was on TV again. I sat down and could not pull myself away. I was totally inspired again. I cried and head chills the entire 2 hours.

At 4pm finally I was heading out the door. I grabbed my mountain bike and headed for a local trail. After about 12 miles, the sky began looking dark so I headed for home. Just 5 minutes after walking in the door, the tornado sirens went off.

On a different subject , last night I did something out of the box. Out of the blue-I got a tattoo. My neighbor was going to get one so we went with her and her hubby. I found a penguin that I fell in love with. Next thing I know-there was no turning back. I actually like it and my kids were in shock.

BIKE : 12 Miles

Waddling with a tattoo....

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