Tri-Dogmom

Did you know it's hot in Arizona in June. No, really it is. REALLY.REALLY.HOT. 9 years ago, (OMG - it's been NINE years) I packed up my life, my $700 and Citibank credit card and moved to Arizona (along with a few friends) on June 12. It was 112 degrees. Not my smartest choice, for sure. The first several years of summer did not bother me. I could bask out in the sun all day (sun cancer gods, please forgive me). But, year by year the heat has picked at me more and more, and while 100degrees is fine, add in humidity and 5 more degrees and put a flipping fork in me. I've trained in the summer. I've done 2 fall marathons, which means 20mile runs in record breaking heat. My peak ironman long rides were in 100+ heat. And my Ironman was June. I have absolutely no idea how anyone trains for a August/September Ironman in Arizona. The heat literally eats me up, spits me out, the smothers me into the sizzling asphalt. Put me out on a long run in November, 50degrees and

So, I finally have something other than training to talk about, but you know how it goes after a weekend in Vegas - most of it is best left unsaid, back in Vegas where it belongs. Just 17 girls with some very very good memories, some a little more fuzzy than others... I met some new gals, and got to reconnect with old college friends I haven't seen in almost 10 years. How it got to be so long since I left WSU is beyond me. After 2 nights of drinking in the pool and going to the "clubs" at night, I actually do have a better idea of where the time went. I GOT OLD. I posted an update on Facebook after day/night 1. "Las Vegas with 17 girls is harder than Ironman." Obviously you can tell how I was feeling. But, I sucked it up, I rallied - slipped on my slinky "vegas dress." and out we went. One thing to say about having 17 girls in a group. You do get some VIP treatment. Free passes everywhere, front of the line service, free cocktails & most of all, l

After my 10 days, which in all with the crappy workouts that preceded those 10 days, I'm BACK. The first few days were flipping ROUGH. HR kinda all over the place, fat feeling and bloated as all get out. I'm sure the Mexico bender had NOTHING to do with all that or anything... But, I am finally feeling so much more like myself. I did one sweat out booze run in Mexico on Monday, but other than that the bulk of my training has been done Thurs- Sunday where I tallied up about 7 hours. My body is tired, but most of all HAPPY! Agh.... Finished the week off with a fantastic run. Not fast by any means, but pushing it. We had dinner last night with some friends of ours B & J - B has only been racing for about 3 years and he's amazing. A sub 3hr stand alone marathon and a 9:something Ironman (Kona too) time. Yes, he has natural talent, but he also works his flipping ass off. His wife J isn't so far behind him with a few more years behind her belt.... Anyway, so last night we

Our trip to Mexico this time was centered around a weekend (or day rather) of live music. Circus Mexicus - Roger Clyne and the Peacemakers. A local band from Phoenix, I can't believe I had never seen them perform before... First up was a live performance by another couple of great singers (and hella fun guys too) Mike & Teddy..... They performed at a little bar in Old Part, Shark Bite.... We got there at 1pm, and well..... the afternoon started out like this......... Actually, I'm pretty sure that might have been bucket o' beer round 3. And when a small venue of only about 30people listening to really good/fun live music starts at 1pm..... Things can get ugly in a hurry... No, those people were NOT with us, but they were quite entertaining.... Unfortunately for my husband, his drinking pacing was about as acc urate as his 5k pacing strategy. And, a few hours later - when we came home to clean up - this is what I WAS left with. Supa got to hear it, via Skype. Yes