Tri-Dogmom

Yesterday was kinda a tough day for me. Emotions were high and I was in a crappy, stressed out & frustrated mood. I did receive a special delivery from my college bff, Erin that helped, but one can only eat so much chocolate. EVEN ME! So, a few texts back and forth with one of my partners in crime and sure enough T was at my door ready to lift my spirts… and a cocktail glass. She rode her bike over and the plan was for Matty to pick her up after his tennis match. Not only did he come join us, but he also picked up some dinner on the way. Seriously, my friends are awesome. Apparently they didn't agree with me that Vodka and chocolate was an appropriate meal. A few too many cocktails, some unnecessary drunk texts to Michelle , and I was on my way to practicing the art of the pre-rocky point triathlon experience. This is what I usually look like a the finish line… Complete DEATH. So, after practicing the cocktail part last night, I woke up and made a detox juice (spinach, k

While BSC training camp was one of the coolest things I've ever done, I'd be lying if I said I was ready for it to end. The emotional roller coaster that was my week leading up to it put me in a land of such unfamiliar territory I can't even remember half of the weekend. I don't remember the pain of pushing myself to limits, I don't remember every feeling like I had gone over the edge. And, most of all that feeling that I was hoping for at the end of the weekend of not being able to lift my head or move my legs was missing. I'm not saying I wasn't pushed, because I was - but my head being somewhere else basically had me numb. And when I started getting sick before Thursday camp started it was 100% mind over matter that carried me through the workouts. I'd give anything for a re-do. A re-do to go harder, feel better & have ended the camp on Sunday by chasing Shane & Michelle around PV running HARD vs the zone 1, 2 hour run I ended up doing

I am not ready to write about the unimaginable, sudden loss of my mom yet… But, beyond her years and maturity my amazing 9 year old niece sent me this email this morning. It was just too precious not to share… Clearly, My sister and brother in law could not be doing a better job of raising her. We all remember Grandmy Sue.She was a wonderful Nurse,Mom,Grandma,Sister,Cousin, But best of all a wonderful wife. She did every thing she could to help everybody she could. We are all thankful of how long she was here and how much she did help us. She was a wonderful nurse. She helped every body she could from giving them a bandaid to giving them medicine. She was a wonderful mom to Holly, Krista and Michael. She loved them very much. She took them to school every day. She was a wonderful Grandma not only to me but to Stephenie,Jack and now Michela. She spent alot of time with of her grankids. She was a wonderful sister. She was a wonderful cousin. But most importantly she was

Where the hell did February go? Between a HUGE training month and weekly visits to the vet for Baxter's leg as well as spending every minute worried about him, I guess time just slipped away… But, it's March. And, BATSHITCRAZY camp time is almost here! It was maybe 6 months ago, another athlete of hers & I were chatting in the pool wondering what it would take to get Michelle out here for a camp. Turns out, not that much convincing. By December the plans were made, flights purchased and her # howmuchcanI trash teach in just a long weekend efforts in full force. Well, last weekend while sipping a bloody mary reading a book at the beach, I mapped out the routes for her on mapmyride .com, so I guess when I'm dying I have no one to blame but myself. I will however NOT take blame for some other ideas she texted me about a couple days ago. I'll participate, just cause I can't seem to say NO, but won't take blame. I told her she may have a couple of at

It's official! I'm registered as part of the 2012 Team Newton/Athletes for a Cure heading to IRONMAN CANADA! Watching this video just gave me goosebumps, I can't wait to get back there… and this time not just for myself. Here is my personal donation site , even the smallest bit can help!