Tri-Dogmom

By definition, Diminishing Returns can be described as: "refers to how the marginal contribution of a factor of production usually decreases as more of the factor is used." As a finance major, I had my share of economics classes learning all about the subject. Well, I had a lot of classes about a lot of things, but this is certainly one of the terms you can use to describe so many things, not financially related. So of course, since my blog revolves mostly around training, and fun times had you can see where it would pertain the most. As I mentioned in my last post I've had a pretty kick ass year so far. A few bumps in the road with my stupid IT band, but as long as I've taken care of it, it hasn't knocked me down. And as horrible as they may be, injuries in my history have always been my breaking point. The factor that stopped me from continuing to train for a long period of time, and most of all slowing me down. While all of my current races and times have be

I think my body is trying to tell me something. Not in a little hint, passive aggressive way. In a big fat, I will make you HURT until you slow down way. It's tired. And, no matter how much mind over matter I think I have, it's saying chill out - and I think it is going to win. Which, I suppose in a very good, first time eva sorta way, that means I RACED. I left it all out there on the course in Utah. Of course I finished the race feeling like I can do better, I had a great race until mile 10, where my avg pace was held strong at a 7:50. But, with only 1x8, 1x10, & 1x12 - it's all I had to give & my pace slowed dropping the over all pace to a 7:59. Not that I'm complaining. However, here I am stuck in a lull, trying to recover, yet at the same time not wanting to loose my fitness. Unfortunately, I think I'm going to have to loose a little bit of the fitness and speed to recovery properly. The first few days post race I was just sore. Sore and tired.

After all the excitement of Ironman CDA last year, and Ironman Arizona a few months later - a few people decided they wanted to try to BQ at the Ogden marathon. While it all sounded nice, I was in no shape to be going for a 3:40, or even attempting any full marathon. But, invite me to cooler temps, with fun people & a gorgeou course & the half I can do. The race really did crept up on us. Momo, fighting an injury & having several family engagements that came up was unable to join us, however I'm sure after our descriptions of the course she'll be back, and she'll get her BQ. In fact, I'm pretty sure she'll have Shane right there with her. He found his mojo, after quite a few struggles to find it. We booked our flights for Thursday to give us an extra day in the cool temps, but most of all to celebrate Supa & Jaynee's birthdays! Yep, they were born on the same day...well, a few years apart, but who's counting? Lindsay picked a very cute &

Does it get any better? A weekend with 2 of your bestest girls in the world, on the beach. We laughed, we cried, and of course... we solved the world and all the problems. We were lazy, and immature and funny (so we thought). I can't wait to do it ALL over again sometime. Thanks to momo and supa for making it such a fabulous trip!

5 years ago today Shane & I were married on a beach in Antigua. It was beautiful, peaceful & everything I ever wanted. Here were are now, still happy as can be (just a little less dressed up). I'm a lucky lady. Now, excuse me I have a date to get ready for. :-)

It really only takes a couple of hot as hell days to put my ever going ADD mind at ease. You know how you get on the tangents of things and everything under the sun sounds like a good idea? Like when you are having a few good workouts and everything is coming together and you think OMG I could totally just do an Ironman or something this year. Never mind the fact that you swore of IM for a FULL year (or so) to get your slow ass back to moving a little faster instead of being passed in all your races.. Yah, I guess I kinda forgot that part. I've had a good couple weeks of training. Not anything in particular, I've just felt pretty good. That's all. And last weekend I felt so good one day I was riding up "Via Linda" hill, which used to kill me, but I felt so good that I just up and did it twice. All by myself. Go figure. And then a couple days later, after everyone else decided not to join us for our Saturday ride, I felt inclined to help my buddy (a.K.a Dan

Last week we (used loosely, as I couldn't bring myself to go with Shane or it would have only made matters worth for both of them to have me there) had to put our oldest dog Sara down. I've only been through this one other time in my life and I was only 14years old - I had the dog my entire life, and my parents held on to her for far longer than she should have been around, for my sake. I know now how wrong that was, and wish I could have helped her not suffer quite as long... I can't go into much of the detail about Sara, it's just too hard. But, what I can say is what a good life she had, once Shane rescued her 11 years ago. She was abused, scared, about half her full size and on her last day. She crawled into Shane's lap at the Petsmart rescue, and it was meant to be.... I came into her life about 4 years later and she was never afraid of me. She followed me around from room to room from day 1. I think she learned a lot about being part of a family, vs being a DO