Tri-Dogmom

There's a first time for everything, right? I've spouted off a couple of casual goals here and there, but I've decided to do something new. Lay out there, spell it out. Put it all on the line. No details on where I came up with the numbers, nothing like that. I've trained differently this time. I'm not as confident as I was before my last half IM , but what do I have to loose? I've had a GREAT racing year, so why not just go for it. My girl supa said something like, "It's just pain, it's only temporary & it only hurts for a little bit." She's my racing idol. She's suparace girl. And, Momo did it. She worked her ass off, laid the goals out and blew them out of the park. Whatever happens tomorrow, I've had so much fun this year. Not following a coach, but making it up as I go - trying to take my experience and knowledge of what my body can do - and do it. It's my first long distance race where my IT band is GOOD. Not just go

Yup - it's only day 2 of the taper and here I am all over the place. Obsessing over weather.com, wanting a drink (or 5 apparently is the way I roll these days) and wondering if I did enough. Which wetsuit to wear, sleeves or sleeveless? Where are my new goggles I ordered? How to wear the Garmin? On the watch on my arm or on the bike mount where I can see it more quickly but then will most likely forget to wear it for the run. I'm going back and changing my mind and thinking maybe I like the sprint distance for once in my life. I drank 3 glasses of wine the night before, didn't fret & off I went. It was fun, it was fast, and besides my T-1 obstacle I did better than expected for once. All in all in comes down to having TOO much time on my hands when I'm tapering, not tired enough from workouts and starting to question it all. And the travel. Oh - before the travel Shane & I were KICKING ass, if I do say so myself. I actually did my "speed" bike

Several months ago (6 probably) - A friend asked me to do a race with her. It was a sprint triathlon, all girls! Only catch - you have to register at MIDNIGHT the day it opened to get a spot. Oh sure, fine, I'll do it.... So, I set my alarm for 11:50 & was registered in just a couple of minutes. As the date got closer some of the girls were already trying to back out. No names here. THANK GOD they didn't, because without them there, I may have been a little more nervous about the absolutely disgusting water, FILLED with seaweed. If you know anything about me, you know I don't DO seaweed. But, somehow, I totally sucked it up and got over my fear. Not without an unnecessary wetsuit, but that's not really the point. Race morning was kinda windy, but the lake was still very calm. So calm you could actually SEE the seaweed coming out on the surface of the lake. Double ewwwe. I told my self I HAD to get in and do a warmup, because when you haven't raced a s

As if the Utah A@@ whooping training camp wasn't enough, someone signed us up for a relay race in Spokane, just 2 days after we arrived in CDA for the summer. REALLY I have NO idea who would do something like that. Just saying. The race started downtown Spokane by the "clock tower" at 6:30am. It was nice and COOL and sunny. Not that it mattered when my leg was the last one, so I wouldn't be running for several hours. Team 2 DUDES and 8 BOOBS. With a name like that who needs to be fast, eh? Right from the start we knew we were trouble - being in our "30's" now (ehm, Shane) were were the old people. Well, besides the 'older' obviously been running all their lives folks. Most of the teams were high school - all geared up looking like Bleeker from Juno. All kidding aside tho - I could care less how we finished. I was running with old friends, from so long ago for the very first time. I couldn't be happier. I missed our first runner A

Without going off on one of my way too long blog posts, I'm going to do a picture essay for the pre-Summer in CDA week with our Utah friends. The week otherwise known as "climb, suck wind & ass kicking week." Or, something like that. I have to say, there is something to be said for these Utah Athletes. From "Benny the Billy Goat hike Master," to "The Booby Train" (sorry had to be there to understand that one), to Junior Olympian "swimmer speedy pants" open water swim camp to Miss "No Joke SupaLinds" and her "Flatish" bike route. All kidding, (or lack there of) aside, we were blessed with a fantastic week FULL of activity, hard ass hilly, high elevation workouts - but most of all hanging out with some of the sweetest, most generous people I've ever met. Shane & I are so grateful to our Ogden hosts Jaynee & Benny (as well as Baily for Sharing her turf with my dogs!) and the Supa's, Devin & Lindsay for

5 minutes into today's long run (note, the last long run in this hell for a while) I thought, "How & why would anyone train for something long right now?" And then I had a flashback to my first marathon. 8 years ago this weekend was the kick off to my very first marathon, Marathon de Monaco . I was 23 years old, had never run anything other than one 5k in my life, and in for a life changing event. I was fortunate enough to not only have my roommate by my side to help me get out of bed, but also the best running coaches ever. Erin (roommate) & I signed up for a fundraiser via work, the goal - raise money for UCP and run a marathon. All the plans were made, coaches provided. I'm not sure how it happened, but we had some paperwork that said the first group long run to be (this holiday weekend) Saturday morning, Mountainview Park at 7:30am. 8 years later 7:30 sounds LATE, but back then, 23 years old and used to just getting into the good sleep from a night 'ou