tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71575906626906084252023-11-16T08:06:09.526-05:002020 - Best Shape Of My Life Corona Editiondemhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12580596210947596418noreply@blogger.comBlogger75125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157590662690608425.post-69992000141609151562018-01-18T16:53:00.000-05:002018-01-18T16:53:24.874-05:00Half<span style="font-size: large;">It seems this is the year of "The Half" - half marathon and half ironman. When I first started in triathlon I raced A LOT! Racing was (and still is) my favorite thing to do - it keeps me focused on a goal and I love the energy of being at a race with all of my friends. There is just something magical about race morning. But over the past few years, I've realized the cost and travel is just not sustainable for my current life. Triathlon is an EXPENSIVE sport! We hear this a lot: "You paid to do that?" - not only do we pay to race, the fee is not cheap - then add in driving there, hotel, eating - it adds up quickly! The past few years I've really cut back on racing in an effort to save money and I just needed a little break.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">When I was deciding what to do for 2018, I figured this was the year for me to Go Big and this is BIG for me! I registered for the NYC Half Marathon, in March - it's a race I've done twice before but I want this year's race to be one that I'm not dreading or dying through. I'd like to once be actually well prepared for it and enjoy the entire race and the post race festivities. So far, I'm on track. I'm also so excited to be raising money for my favorite charity ever - Girls on the Run New Jersey North - feel <a href="http://giving.girlsontherun.org/girls-on-the-run-nyc/Deihdra-s-Girls-on-the-Run-2017-NYC-13-1" target="_blank">free to click here to donate</a> - you won't regret it!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The other big race is a 70.3 - that's a Half Ironman - which for me is CRAZY. It's crazier than crazy but I finally felt like "it was time". My beloved, loyal and hard working training parter signed up for the race as well so we are well on our way to training...right Tara??!!!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">As of today, there are 58 days until NYC Half Marathon and 180 days until 70.3...that seems a little closer than it should! But I think we are on track.</span><br />
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<br />demhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12580596210947596418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157590662690608425.post-16859643515490289152017-07-26T20:08:00.001-04:002017-07-26T20:08:34.304-04:00Motivation - how do you find it?No seriously, I'm asking - where do you find your motivation? I struggle with this every minute of everyday. If I don't have someone to meet for a workout, I simply won't do it. Take this morning for example: I got up at 4:15am, made 3 giant stacks of pancakes so the kids would have breakfast when they woke up, drove into NYC (paid the damn toll), only to walk into Central Park to meet my teammates and find out my sitter had not shown up. I then had to drive all the way back home without ever seeing any of my friends or getting any sort of work out done. By 9am, all of the kids were where they were going and I had nothing but free time on my hands while they were at camp. One would think that this would be the perfect time to get that run in that I had missed a few hours ago but NO I was not going to do anything, at all! Why? Because I had no one to meet and could not motivate myself to go alone. So imagine I'm all dressed in running clothes, perfect weather, no children at home and I can't seem to get myself out the door because I was alone. I really envy people that can just get up and run out their door. <br />
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<span style="text-align: center;">But then came Emily - she texted me about the morning's run and I told her the whole story. She told me to just "go now". Excuse, excuse, blah, blah, blah, excuse. She said, "I'm not texting you back until you go". It worked - I got off my ass and went for a 30 minute run - all by myself....like a big girl.</span><br />
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So what is it that motivates some and not others? What's the real reason you work out? Vanity? Bikini season? Making your ex sorry he left? Boredom? Health? Fitness? Speed? Do you want to beat your track record from HS? And why do I have so much trouble just walking out the front door by myself? If I have someone to meet or a class to take - I'm there. Fully committed. Something about the Mob Mentality I guess. And like the rest of the universe, I feel AMAZING after I've worked out even the smallest amount and am always so glad I did it but that doesn't work in getting me to get started.<br />
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<br />demhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12580596210947596418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157590662690608425.post-23445893262626889402017-06-19T17:11:00.001-04:002017-06-19T17:11:19.300-04:00First 10K & 5K of 2017 SeasonWhy is it that people never take t heir own advice? Every season of coaching Girls on the Run, I tell the girls they cannot compare races to other races. You can't compare Apples to Oranges. Every race is different even if they are all 3.1 miles or 140.6 miles - there are hills, flat roads, heat, cold, wind, feeling bad that day, lack of sleep, life stress - every race is different. Yet for some reason I have trouble taking my own advice...I realize that's very shocking to everyone reading!<div>
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The first two races of The Summer Of Speed are under my belt and I'm ready to get faster as the summer goes on. BUT, big but here, I recently found out I have a bunion which doesn't sound all that terrible but it's actually quite painful. So much so that I thought I had a hairline fracture or something in my foot. When my favorite <a href="http://www.edgesportsmed.com/" target="_blank">Physical Therapist, Lawrence of Edge Physical Therapy and Sports Medicine</a> (shameless plug for my amazing Non-Lesbian Life Partner's PT office!) told me I had a bunion I told him he was wrong - aren't those for old ladies? Like really old ladies? Turns out, not so much. Since then I've been trying some things are home to get my foot to feel better - it's kind of working but we'll see. </div>
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Two weekends ago I did NYRR Mini 10K - my foot hurt from the first step so I knew it wasn't going to be pretty. It was also the very first hot day, it's been a pretty cold Spring so far. I vowed once a long time ago to never complain about the heat - I love the summer, I HATE HATE HATE the winter so I never complain about any temp being too high but it does affect running when you are not used to it. But the real issue was my foot hurt so it wasn't great but Wendy and I stayed together and got it done. I figured it was best to start the season off with my slowest run so I can get faster as the summer goes on....not a real plan but it is now!</div>
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I will admit I was expecting worse so not a terrible start to The Summer of Speed!</div>
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Yesterday was my first 5K of The Summer of Speed and I got to do this one with my sisters! It was great fun but again wasn't sure how it was going to turn out. I decided to run on feel rather than using my watch and it went well until mile 3 - I was able to run pretty fast (for me) and then it blew up but that's fine bc at least I know how far to push things. Even the last mile, although slower, wasn't terrible.<div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">June 18, 2017 Ray Downey Memorial 5K Deer Park, NY 31:13 Finish Time. These are my split times </span></b></div>
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<a href="https://runsignup.com/Race/NY/Congers/WomensDistanceFestival5KRunWalk" target="_blank">30th Annual Women's Distance Festival 5K - July 8, 2017</a></div>
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Every summer I sign up for my favorite triathlons or ones that I can do with my friends. This summer I haven't signed up for any mostly because I didn't really train all winter and I was kind of excited to have nothing on the calendar. Except, for someone like me - a race with a paid registration fee, is usually the only thing that keeps me motivated. So last week I decided on a new, specific goal for this summer. SPEED. And by speed, I mean MY kind of speed which means faster than I've been before. This speed goal is only about ME and my PRs -<u>not about being faster than anyone other than myself</u>. I will constantly need to remind myself of that bc I often get caught up in "I'll never be faster than_________ (insert name of anyone I run with)". <br />
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demhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12580596210947596418noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157590662690608425.post-71492485417301201412017-05-19T18:04:00.000-04:002017-05-19T18:11:16.522-04:00Time or MoneyAny adult will tell you: you either have Time or Money. Most people don't or will never have both. Everyone needs to make peace with the one they are given and make the most of it. For the most part, I have not made the most of my situation. I have more time than money but I haven't been using it wisely...until now. I know many moms that work full time outside of the home and I'll hear them say, "Oh it must be nice to be able to work out all day while the kids are at school" and I think, "Yes that would be nice - why the hell aren't I doing that?". So I do work a few part time jobs and I have 3 kids (one of them requires a shit ton of my time even during school hours) but I still have more time than my other training parters and they get it done WHILE working a full time job and raising children. So I have no excuse. I can make and/or find an excuse - I'm a pro at that but it's time to stop making excuses.<br />
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This past week I had a revelation - thanks to my friend Deirdre T. We had a very quick, very not important exchange about how we both have a few free hours in the afternoon before we pick up the kids but we don't use it for any training. With just an hour a day, I could be significantly faster and in way better shape getting me towards my triathlon goals rather than moving farther and farther away from those goals.<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">If you are out at 5am, you can find me with my amazing and very pregnant run buddy Tara - she's one of those working moms that inspires me to do more with my time. I think, "if Tara had this much free time during the day, she'd be an elite athlete". Time to make all of my full time working training partners proud of me and hopefully make them so jealous they all quit their jobs and train with me all day! </span><br />
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demhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12580596210947596418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157590662690608425.post-59335760899141704552016-10-08T11:45:00.000-04:002016-10-08T11:45:18.909-04:00Pain is life.<span style="font-size: large;">People often say the key to being an elite athlete is those that are able to suffer the most - the more you can deal with pain, the more successful you'll be as an athlete. This statement always explains to me why I'm never the fastest in any race bc I don't do pain well - I have the lowest threshold for pain out of anyone I've ever met. I've made peace with that - it's who I am but now this constant back problem is really throwing a wrench in those plans. In the past, I've been in "pain" just from pushing myself I've never had this constant nagging lower back issues. </span><div>
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demhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12580596210947596418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157590662690608425.post-23850643668033458422016-06-06T17:02:00.002-04:002016-06-06T17:02:20.701-04:00Rev3 Quassy 2016<span style="font-size: large;">First triathlon of 2016 is in the books! Rev3 Quassy is my all-time favorite race even though I seem to get slower each year. I love everything about triathlon: the gear, the friends, the people, the Expo at the race, the feeling on race morning, the sunrise, the energy I just love the entire atmosphere that surrounds triathlon. It's also a great way to not turn into an obese loaf and it's hard to get bored of it since it's 3 different sports rolled into one. Everyday is something different from the day before. Even though my love for triathlon runs deep, my love for training does not and therefore I pay for it physically after each race. As Justin Trolle says, "anyone can do an Ironman it's just how badly their body will pay for it after the race" so if you don't train, you will be in pain. That's where I am today - 2 days post race.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The best part about this race was my girls =) It was a full race weekend with my favorite teammates and we had so much fun from the minute we got there until the minute we left! I just wish I was younger or they were older so we could all start together and then I could watch them fly past me!! The swim was delayed 30 minutes due to the most dense fog I've ever seen. I was so so so so hopeful they'd call off the swim - my weakest leg of the race and really, just one less thing to get done before the crack of dawn. But no such luck - within 10 minutes the fog burned off and it was crystal clear - swim on. I've made peace with the fact that my swim will never really get faster - I just need to get through it and hopefully work on endurance so I'm not so wiped out after a long swim. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The Run...well, that was a shit storm. Something tweaked in my back in the swim and the bike made it a little worse but then the run was just bad. This run course is so difficult - either STRAIGHT downhill or STRAIGHT uphill - either way it's not pleasant. I considered DNFing after T2 bc my back hurt but figured I could get through 6 miles somehow and I did. It wasn't pretty but I did get through. Finished before the cut off...not much time to spare but who's counting?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">In every other race in my past I would have beaten myself up over these times but this race I finally made peace with myself. I kept thinking on the run course, "remember you are in pain here when you are all pissed next week looking at your times" so there was that. Also the week before this race I did a swim race with my friends: one of them stopped half way bc she wasn't willing to risk getting injured and my other friend came in 2nd to last and finished with a smile. No one cared about either one of their finishes - we were there to swim and be together and have fun and that's what we did. So this past weekend was just that - a great weekend with great, great friends doing something I love! </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The best part is on Sunday I got to JUST spectate and watch Kevin race - I got to repay him as his Race Support for his race. I can never be as good of a Sherpa as he is but I tried my hardest. I love spectating and watching him makes it even more fun!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">So back to training - back to having fun and continue training with my friends and having fun while being healthy and setting a great example for my children.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Until we meet again next year, Quassy!</span><br />
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<br />demhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12580596210947596418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157590662690608425.post-32301821753403013692015-11-22T17:08:00.000-05:002015-11-23T14:03:59.877-05:00Watch out 2016...<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: large;">My beloved older sister once told me, “wait until you turn
40, then your body will really start to fall apart”.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I turned 40 last year and was still fine – this past March I turned 41
and shit started to roll down hill very quickly!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>For the first time in decades, I went to the
ER for me (obviously I’ve been there a few other times for kids and Kevin but
not for me).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I had a migraine for more
than 5 days and wanted to kill myself – I’ve had bad headaches before and most
members of my family suffer debilitating migraines but this was my first one
that stopped me in my tracks.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was so
bad that I had to go to the ER and get morphine (I thought they stopped using
Morphine with Laura Ingalls – who knew it worked like a charm!).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Then a month after the migraine, I had 2 bulging
discs.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Only old people have back
problems – never heard a 20 year old say, “can’t run today bc of my bulging
discs”.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Maybe there are young, healthy
people out there with back issues but this was my first and it was brutal.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I couldn’t walk or put any weight on one leg
– <a href="http://deihdratri.blogspot.com/2015_09_01_archive.html" target="_blank">I had my first MRI of my life</a>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Needless to say, 41 hit me hard.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Once my back healed and I got back to training, I vowed to
pull my shit together for my 2016 year of racing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>No more of this bullshit, pretend training I
attempt to do.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>For instance, I did the
West Point Triathlon in August and instead of doing any sort of swim training
AT ALL, the week before the race I went to the pool and swam 800 meters.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That’s the exact distance of the swim in the
race – just wanted to be sure I could make it through to the end.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Then I wonder why oh why I’m so tired on the
bike and run after using every ounce of energy I have to just “get thru” the
swim.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I also tend to lose focus A LOT!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I get on a roll of great training and great
successes and then something happens and I fall off the wagon.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The problem with that for me is that I don’t
have years and years of fitness to fall back on.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So when I stop for any period of time, I lose
any progress that I made.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My favorite
saying: If you're tired of starting over, stop giving up.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So that’s my motto for 2016.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Stop Stopping.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Just keep going!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Train hard.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Work hard.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Have successes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Be healthy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Have fun.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Perhaps keep my weight/nutrition in check and stop letting it continue to yo yo.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
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<span style="font-size: large;">Along with my vow to up my training and fitness, I’ve also
vowed to work on my diet and nutrition.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It’s never been great but gets better with each passing year of my
life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My sugar and carb addiction is so
strong and so difficult to kick but I’m working hard to keep things in
balance.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’ll never go through life
without cupcakes and pizza but I’m trying to make sure it’s not my #1 source of
nutrition for all 3 meals a day (and I certainly could do that!).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I’ve started making
my goals for 2016, here are just a few:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><u>5K</u></b>: beat my PR time of 27:38 <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><u>10K</u></b>: sub 1:00 – PR is 1:03:09 but I want 59:59 or less<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><u>Navesick or Swim</u></b>: beat last year’s time 52:41<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><u>Rev3 Quassy</u></b>: KILL time from last year – when I came in <a href="http://deihdratri.blogspot.com/2015/06/d-f-l.html" target="_blank">DFL</a>
in my AG.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Will come up
with an exact time goal as it gets closer<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><u>IMAC 70.3 RELAY</u></b>: 13.1 – sub 2:23:39<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I’d like to also set a goal of how much mileage per week or
month with all 3 disciplines plus Pure Barre.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>In order to make that happen I need to sit down with a calendar and
figure it all out between kids/work/logistics in general.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m not expecting to light the world on fire
but I’m going to push myself to continue to get better and fitter with each
training session.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Just like Kevin says, “go fast, then go a little bit
faster”.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s a great motto to keep
repeating while racing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He always has
great motivational tips as I could do none of this without him: the best NLLP
on the planet and training partner =)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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demhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12580596210947596418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157590662690608425.post-25744431236695459952015-10-24T18:03:00.000-04:002015-10-25T18:29:24.787-04:00Norwood 5K brings out the best!<span style="font-size: large;">With every lesson I teach of Girls on the Run, the more I wonder what effect it would have had on my life had I been a GOTR girl in elementary school. Most of the coaches and parents have that thought while their daughter goes through the program. It is a life changing program and it's just the smallest thing - imagine thinking "I can do anything I want" "I am enough" "I am awesome" and "I CAN do it". These simple statements make huge impacts on people and we hope that we impact the girls we coach so these concepts are ingrained in their brain so that no one can tear these girls down. I do wonder how different my life, especially my athletic life, would have been if someone made me believe those things of myself at an early age. At an age before Negative Nelly moved into my brain and refused to leave - she still resides in my brain but I do have the strength to kick her out for longer periods of time now that I'm an old bat.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Today was one of those days that I felt on top of the world - I felt I could do anything and most importantly I did NOT lessen my joyous accomplishment by comparing myself to anyone else. This morning I ran the Norwood 5K as a Girls on the Run Sole Mate (full disclosure: I did not raise any money for this event, I was just given a free entry). For the past 3 days I've been unmotivated to do much of anything so I wasn't excited to drive 30 minutes away to run a 5K by myself but I'll do just about anything for GOTR so I went. I actually enjoy racing alone but I do like when someone is at the finish line but today was just me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">First mile seemed ok I was moving along and then I got to the first mile marker and it was 9:50 (this is way fast for this girl!) and I felt good so I kept cooking along. Second mile was 10:00 and time to set this race in motion. Then something amazing happened: I was running next to this girl, never saw her before but we were running step for step for the entire last mile. I knew the pace was way faster than my normal pace but I was determined to keep up with her. Neither of us got ahead or behind one another, we never looked at one another we just kept in the same rhythm the entire last mile. I was running so hard that I couldn't even look at my watch and the air was kind of cold so my eyes were tearing - I really, really wanted to stop. Not just stop but collapse. The finish line was around 2 corners so I had no idea how much further it was but just needed to keep up with my new run BFF and I did! We finished together - she actually surged at the line so finished 1 second ahead of me - then she came over and hugged me! It was like being in the Olympics (amuse me here since I'm never going to the Olympics!) it was the coolest thing ever. I looked up her name but she's not on FB or any other social media so I can't reach out to thank her. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"> My last mile was 8:23...let me type that again 8:23 for mile 3. I could have cried when I saw that - last week I was just about to throw in the towel and give up triathlon altogether bc it seems like I work so hard and never get any better. Then today happened...I'm back on track, back to training, back to getting faster. Now if I could stop eating so much shitty food then I'd really get fast!!!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Now that the triathlon season is officially over for the year, I've been struggling to find some goals to set for myself. I'm "that" person, without a goal I will sit on my couch and not move. Fear motivates me and I fear not being ready for a race. SO, I find a race, register for it and that keeps me training. It keeps me waking up early to get the workouts done at the crack of dawn over and over.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">In years past, by this time I'd have an entire race schedule set up for the following year, google spreadsheet, color coded, costs, hotel, drive time, etc. Every detail mapped out. But money has gotten a little tighter which has changed what events I'm willing to pay for and how far I'm willing to travel. Now I'm going over any race I've done in the past, how much did I enjoy the race? Was it worth my money and time to get there? Etc. Etc. Etc. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">What was your favorite race: spring/OLY triathlon and runs (13.1 and under)? Is there a race you loved so much and you continue to go back year after year? And is there a race you've done that is worth using all of the season's allotted money to race?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I need some serious focus - I NEED goals ASAP!</span>demhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12580596210947596418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157590662690608425.post-65067414650957388202015-09-11T20:57:00.000-04:002015-09-11T20:57:34.859-04:00Be Careful What You Wish For....Everyone knows I NEVER stop complaining about training and working out. I hate the actual act of working out, being uncomfortable, being pushed - I hate it all. But I do it for a few reasons: 1. I'm terrified to turn into any of my very unhealthy family members I see what my DNA has in store for me if I don't change it 2. I love training with my girls 3. I love the feeling of completing a race - as in the day after when I can talk about it like it was no big deal and 4. I love to go on rides with my sweet NLLP! <br />
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After all is said and done - I constantly complain and it's a constant struggle to get it done. However, now here I am with what I thought would make me happy "an excuse" & an injury. Last week, I had extremely painful shooting pains down my leg and was unable to put any pressure on it. I thought for sure my hip bone broke right out of its socket. The pain was unbearable. That day went straight to the chiropractor and he was able to fix it temporarily only for the pain to come back within an hour so I headed back over to him. He took an Xray and didn't like what he saw so I went for an MRI. The results came back last night and I have 2 bulging discs and some other random stuff but the bottom line is that it's nothing too serious and will be better, soon. But Not Today.<br />
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Never did I think this day would come where a doctor told me not to run for a few weeks and I'd be sad. ME - SAD - NOT RUNNING! WTF - this is the day I've been waiting for! An actual real life excuse to sit on my ass. <br />
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It's now been 10 days since my last workout of any sort and it feels like 100 years ago. The depression is setting in bc of it. I was feeling so bad today that I took my dog for a walk over a mile and that was my form of exercise for the day.<br />
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The really bad part of this whole situation is having another DNS on my record. Sunday is Run the Reservoir 13.1 just a few towns away from me. A half marathon is really hard for me, it's far and long but I registered in order to raise money for my GOTR girls. And most importantly, I trained for this damn thing. The money is still raised and goes to the girls but now I'm not actually running in the race which feels just lame. Flat out: LAME. So instead I'll go on Sunday to the race to cheer everyone on, watch all of the other runners finish their race while I stand at the finish line with a stupid cow bell feeling like a failure that couldn't start or finish a race I registered for AND raised funds for - damn bulging discs.<br />
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So for the rest of the weekend I will wallow in my own self pity of: getting old, turning into someone I don't want to be, getting fat, slow, lazy and pathetic. DAMN where is my Girls on the Run lesson when I need one???<br />
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<br />demhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12580596210947596418noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157590662690608425.post-78185671609715850112015-06-08T15:09:00.001-04:002015-06-08T15:09:52.869-04:00D. F. L. Triathlon, like everything in life, gives you back exactly what you put into it. <a href="http://www.challenge-family.com/challenge-quassy/" target="_blank">Challenge Quassy</a> Olympic triathlon this past weekend was no different. I got EXACTLY what I deserved - if you don't train, you don't win - very simple. I've participated in this race 3 other times in the past but never the entire race alone, I've always done it as a relay team - which really is the best way to do a race! Relays are so much more enjoyable but this year I did the whole race - swim, bike, run - all 3 like a big girl. <u>It. Was. Hard.</u> <br />
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The race itself is really hard even if you train for it but since I didn't train hard for it - it was that much more difficult for me. My times were pretty much what I thought they would be - I wasn't terribly upset at the finish line until I saw the results. My name was DFL in my age group. Dead. Fucking. Last. Not to be confused with DNS (did not start), DNF (did not finish) or DQ (disqualified) - I feel like one of those would have been better. DFL - who comes in last? Even on my slowest days I've never been last. That's always been my entire goal - whatever you do DON'T BE LAST. There's a first time for everything I suppose now I just need to make sure it's the very last time. Another strategy is to get out of the most competitive damn age group there is - so much for women aging poorly. I was holding my own in the 35-39 category last year I had to move up to 40-44: watch out, here come the superstars!<br />
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It's now 2 days post race and I'm starting to feel better - everyone can say: you finished, you tried, you did it. Blah, blah, blah - you and every person on the planet knows being last feels bad, really bad. But I went out there and finished the race without being picked up on the sweep bus, I got a medal, post race meal (clearly my only real purpose for any race), an awesome swag with a blue tooth speaker and got to hang with my girls and my beloved Kevin - all in all, it was a great weekend. Time now to pick myself up and get moving - always another race to work on!<br />
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<br />demhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12580596210947596418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157590662690608425.post-61737147982328176472014-03-02T22:03:00.000-05:002014-03-02T22:03:24.706-05:00Pros & ConsThere are always pros & cons to racing specific races at different times of the year but today I'd like to discuss the Pros & Cons of training for the NYC Half which is always in March. For those of us in the Northeast, March is VERY early in the season and this winter has been relentless. We haven't had this much snow in a very long time which not only makes it difficult to train - this weather makes it difficult to be around people in general. Everyone is miserable - it's not pretty.<br />
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<li>Dangerous conditions - I'm not complaining about running in the cold temperatures but the icy roads/sidewalks made it actually dangerous to run outside;</li>
<li>Massive amounts of snow days leaving kids without school, meaning no running for me at all. In addition to no running on those days, it also is a day of non-stop eating junk food just to make it through the day in order to avoid an injury to someone.</li>
<li>The treadmill sucks. No two ways about it - it sucks and I've been forced to use it more than I've ever used it in my life. I hate it - it's the worst.</li>
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<li>For the purpose of this post, I had to come up with at least one Pro for this list - I guess I'd say the one pro to signing up for an early season race is that it has kept me moving/running during the above mentioned misery that was/is this winter. </li>
<li>And the most amazing reason is that I've raised money for my beloved Girls on the Run and will be proudly running for all the girls that cannot afford tuition - no girl is ever turned away from Girls on the Run because of financial hardship. Thank you to all that donated - I greatly appreciate it.</li>
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The NYC Half is in a very short 14 days from today. After today's 10 mile run, I feel as if I'm ready for this race. Finally. I've been so nervous about it due to the nasty winter and my overall lack of running confidence. But today I did ten very long, very cold and very slow miles but I did it...<br />
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<span style="font-size: 18pt;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;">Hi Everyone, This email may seem a little off topic, but as many of you know I have worked as a personal trainer for over 20 years. Each january I see people put great effort into reaching their fitness goals. Unfortunately, the vast majority will quit before February 1st. The great con of the fitness industry is that when you fail to meet your goals,<u> you are at fault</u>. The truth is that the information you are using is inaccurate and the basic beliefs you have about fitness are incorrect.<br />If you are working hard toward changing your body please read this email before you give up.<br />Best of luck in the New Year.<br />Warm Regards,</span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 18pt;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;">Kevin</span></span></div>
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Hi Everyone,<br />Today is Wednesday January 16, 2014. The gyms will be packed this morning. and for another 10 days. You will struggle to find a treadmill or bike for your workout, and you will encounter many desperate people that will run you over to get that treadmill before you do.<br /><br />Do not fear. This is part of a predictable phenomenon that occurs every year. The first 3 weeks of January the gyms are packed. Week 4 you can have any piece of cardio equipment that you want. Many of the consistent exercisers that train year round, take the first 3 weeks of January off and wait for the chaos to subside. What happens to all those people? Are you one of these people.<br /><br />This email is simple to give you enough information to get you past the 3 week mark and maybe even help you reach your goals this year.<br /> </div>
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Here is the most important part of what I have learned in my 22 years of personal training. <span style="font-size: 10pt;">Most people fail to reach their goals beacuse they try too hard!</span> There is no shortage of will power, motivation, desire, etc... What people lack is good information.<br /><br /><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;">Eat Less and Exercise more has a 95% failure rate!</span></span><br /><strong>Simple Math: Leads to Starving</strong><br />Calories consumed v. Calories burned is biology not math.<br />If you eat less calories your body will instintively burn less calories.<br />And if you continue to eat less and workout more, the body will sacrifice muscle mass to hold onto fat stores. Losing muscle tissue ensures future weight gain.<br /><br />If you are like most people you set fitness goals for 2012, 2013, and 2014.<br />You have a real desire to make a change, and you can push through the pain to reach your goal. But even with massive effort and tremendous desire, you are starting lose the battle. At this point in January most of you will find that you can answer yes to3 out of 4 of these questions. <ol>
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If you answered Yes to 3 of these questions you are about to start the last week of your 2014 New Years Resolution program and you will soon be back to your usual routine of life but this time 2 lbs heavier.<br /><br />Most nutrition or exercise professionals will tell you it is simple math.<br />Less calories in more calories out and you will lose weight. Unfortunately, that is not true. Fortunately, the winning formula means you don’t have be hungry and you don’t have to workout until you can barley move.<br /> </div>
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<li><span style="color: red;">Doing what worked for someone else:</span> Most people that have been successful at reaching their goals don't know why they were successful. and almost all of them forget how little exercise the did in the beginning. Stop looking at everyone else and listen to your body.</li>
<li><span style="color: red;">Will Power</span> – Most people think they are not doing enough, becasue they don't see quick results. Intruth most people are doing too much and can not sustain the effort long term.</li>
<li><span style="color: red;">Setting the wrong Goals </span>– How your body will look. Focus on what your body can do. Example I will lose 10 lbs by Feb 1. <strong>Don't set results goals set habit goals</strong>. Better goal: I will lift weights once a week, run /jog /bike /Zumba once a week, and stretch once a week. </li>
<li><span style="color: red;">Starting where you left off </span>– I ran a 6 min/mile in college so I will start there. Stop telling your body what it should do and pay attention to what it can do.</li>
<li><span style="color: red;">Exercising too Much</span> - More is not better. Exercise breaks down the body, it is not until after recovery that the body is stronger. Simple formula exercise and recover. If you feel like you can't get out of bed to go to the gym, then don't go! Listen to your body. Take a day off just remember to go back!</li>
<li><span style="color: red;">Starving</span> – Starving is just starving. It puts your body into crisis mode where it will estroy muscle for energy, so it can hold fat in case the perceived famine continues. Ultimatley starving increases your body weight.</li>
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<strong>Make habit goals that are easy to achieve</strong><br />People who are the most out of shape, need to start the slowest. That could be as little as 12 min 3 times a week as a goal. Yes, these first workouts will be too easy to see any real change, but the change is happening at the cellular level and preparing your body to withstand more exercise in the future.<br /><strong>Eat real food: </strong>Your foods should have fat in them. Fat fills you up and supports the hormones that heal your body after exercise. Don't choose a food because it is FREE of "Sugar free," "Fat Free," Real foods have fats, carbs and protein.<br /><strong>Teach your body to use fat as a fuel.</strong><br />This is a balance between eating fats and avoiding sugars and grains. And using a moderate level of exercise to use fats as your primary fuel source during exercise. Don't exercise so intensely that you are gasping for air. gasping means that your oxygen delivery system is at it's max and you will have to change fuels.<br /><strong>Don't use sports bars or drinks:</strong> drink or eat sugar while exercising, or the body will turn off the fat burning system and use the simple carbs available.<br /><strong>Do Strength train:</strong> the body will build muscle and that muscle will burn fat ultimately.<br /><br /><strong>RECOVER: between workouts</strong></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: center;">Never thought I'd someday be coaching someone else to run - seems like an oxymoron but it's true. Well, not exactly true - I'm not coaching at the Olympic Training Center but I am "Head Coach" for my chapter of Girls on the Run. Now technically Girls on the Run is NOT a running program but I am a coach, none the less.</span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />Girls on the Run is <span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;">Designed to allow every girl to recognize her inner strength, the Girls on the Run curriculum inspires girls to define their lives on their own terms. Running is secondary to the lessons helping them to have</span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">positive emotional, social, mental and physical development. Participants explore and discuss their own beliefs around experiences and challenges girls face at this age. They also develop important strategies and skills to help them navigate life experiences. </span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> </span></span></span><br />
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When I first joined Team Lipstick in 2010, I never, ever, ever thought the day would come that I would not only enjoy running (enjoy might be a little strong but go with it) but that I would also see results in my own performance. I assure you, you've never met a slower, run-hating, complaining miserable member of a triathlon team in all of your life. But finally something clicked last year and continues to click this year - the only way to get better is to work harder. This year I've been working hard on endurance and speed - both are getting better and I look forward to continue to crush my PRs with each race. </div>
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This morning at practice we did 1 mile repeats - we do these once a month. Each month I am completely nervous that there is just no way I can improve. Yet each month I shock myself and get faster - I keep wondering at what point is that the pinnacle of speed for me? Thankfully I haven't gotten there yet. I'm now on a mission to continue to crush my times and going further.</div>
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Here are the results from the 1 Mile repeats - one from last month, the other from this morning. It's amazing what you can do when you set your mind to it. Now if I could set my mind to folding the mass amounts of laundry piled up in this house, I'd be perfect!</div>
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I've had these 2 goals for a few months and finally hit them this week after a lot of hard work. One was weight/nutrition based and one was speed/performance based.<br />
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It's been 6 weeks since I read "<a href="http://www.vinnietortorich.com/" target="_blank">Fitness Confidential</a>" and completely changed the way I eat and think about food/nutrition/fueling. Today marks 6 weeks of NO COKE which I never thought was possible (do you know how hard it is to eat a hamburger without a coke??). I still crave it but it's getting progressively easier with each passing week. I've eaten more than I ever have, all great food not crap (for the first time in my life!) and feel great but the day finally came when the scale hit a number I didn't think was possible. I didn't change my eating to lose weight - I changed it to fuel better and recover better for triathlon and to get off of the sugar roller coaster I've been on my entire life. Weight loss was just a nice little perk! Hitting my goal weight was #1 crushed goal of the week.<br />
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This might be the first time I finished a race and was really content - I had a great time racing and didn't beat myself up at the end for doing poorly. Perhaps I've grown....let's not get ahead of ourselves here. West Point is a sprint triathlon. But hell hath no fury like a race run by the Army that people call "just a sprint". This race is not easy - there isn't one flat surface in the entire race, except the swim but even that had a curve to it! The swim was beautiful - I had the lovely but very fast Lesley in my wave so we got to hang in the corral while waiting for the start of our wave. The water was calm and beautiful but the bike was hills, hills and more hills - at least some of them went down. The downhills were awesome and a great way to pick up some time that I lost on the damn uphills. Then saw the beloved Coach Beth at the bottom of the steepest hill, just in time to climb, climb, climb to transition. Once out on the run you go straight up hill but I just chugged along. Half way through this guy ran with me - no idea why, I think he was bored. We chatted the entire time (no one tell Matt that I was able to talk during the run - I really was doing my best!). At least with someone to chat with and keep me laughing it kept me from walking and I was able to move along, not fast but still moving. The highlight of being in the second wave is that only Lesley finished before me and we got to watch the rest of the team finish. Even though everyone races with a timing chip and they all beat my time it's still nice to not be the last athlete out on the course! And even more fun to watch everyone else finish.<br />
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Being on a team makes a huge differene while racing - you see all of your friends that you normally see at the butt ass crack of dawn 2-3 times a week. These are the peeps you see at your worst and yet they keep coming back. I'm not sure I know what these women look like outside of bike shorts and a hat - I might pass them on the street if I saw them in "real" clothes but on the course they are the best thing to see! Thank you all for racing with me and making my race so much fun - I can't imagine racing without you!<br />
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<br />demhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12580596210947596418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157590662690608425.post-80414483424429768722013-06-24T19:07:00.000-04:002013-06-25T10:35:38.360-04:00Team Bonding in the City of Brotherly LoveContrary to my review of the race on <a href="http://travlete.com/2013/06/25/review-trirock-philadelphia-triathlon/" target="_blank">Travelete</a>, I had a great time at this race! The difference between this and that review is this one is about me and that one is about the race. Any race, all races are always amazing when you are with a group of people that you love being with on a daily basis at the butt ass crack of dawn! TriRocks Philadelphia was this past weekend and the first Team Lipstick race of the season - there is simply nothing better than racing with a team or training with a team. If you aren't on a team, I advise you find one and get on it. My goal for this race was to "Do Well" - I usually want to have fun and finish but I really wanted to push it and see how fast I could finish. My goal was a 2:00 finish.<br />
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The night before we decided Kevin would stay at his brother's house with the kids - the parking and walking to the race is such a hassle with the kids, they complain the whole time, it was hot, yadda, yadda, yadda. I figured since the entire team was there this would be the race for the kids to stay home. As I ran through the finish shoot (which was awesome!) I heard Charlotte screaming for me and I turned to see my whole family! They are so damn cute (5 minutes after I finished they were whining to leave, they were hungry and then complained the entire walk back to the car...but as I finished it was cute for a whole 2 minutes!) and I have a picture to prove it: <br />
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Today was the day to prove to myself to myself- either you have it in you or you don't. With the Nike Women's Half Marathon a very close 27 days away I had to see if I could go the distance, literally. My goal was to run 9 miles today. It's a lofty goal for me. The furthest I've ever run at one time is 8 miles. However, that 8 miles was over a year ago and it was very slow and if I remember correctly, extremely difficult. So today was the day - I was dressed to go straight from dropping the kids off at school, no excuses - just go. As always the first mile sucked, the second mile sucked a little more. Then I seemed to get into a rhythm - today I did 6:00/running-2:00/walking for the first 9 miles. It turns out that I mapped my route wrong and went too far - something that never, ever happens. I always underestimate and end up running less than my intended goal. In order to hit my "must do" goal of the day I ended up going out too far which left me at my 9 mile goal, still 2 miles from home. </div>
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I was feeling good from mile 3-7 and then everything started to hurt: feet, knees, hips, glutes and I was starving - the ducks on the pond were starting to look appetizing and the sport beans I packed weren't cutting it. Finally hit mile 9 and was so happy but still was 2 miles from home so I had to walk home and did it very slow. The last 2 miles took a full 30 minutes and they were the worst of the miles. I was so hopeful someone would drive by and pick me up - no such luck. When I got to my front door my watch said 10.75 miles so I took another lap around the block to make it an official 11 miles. </div>
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<li style="text-align: left;">I need to work on speed and pick up my pace;</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">I can run my own pace, my own race and feel great about it;</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">I need a <b><i><u>new goal</u></i></b> since my goal up until today was to finish before sweep bus picked me up and earn the necklace!</li>
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This isn't a feeling I have often but I'm so proud of myself - me, non-athletic-lots-of-lame-excuses-me, ran 11 miles at one time. I walked a lot of it but I was out there for over 2:30 hours pounding the pavement and didn't stop or give up once and all that with no music or no friends to talk to - just me and the millions of dead trees of Bergen County (we have Sandy to blame for the massive amount of dead trees). I DID IT. GO ME.</div>
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">"how do you fit in working out every single day?";</span></li>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Never have I been an athlete, athletic, in shape or cared about any of those things. I've always longed to be skinny, like my friends (I tend to only have really skinny, really pretty friends for some really dumb reason - I'm looking for some fat, ugly friends if you know of any I can interview). Just to back up a bit - I played field hockey from 7th - 12th grade but after 9th grade I was basically just-on-the-team. The younger girls were 100 times better than I could ever be and since I've always believed in, "I'd rather quit than fail" theory on life - I just quit trying and let them take over. I sat on the bench for most of my field hockey career and was fine with that. I didn't fight for a spot, didn't work hard, didn't work at all. I liked the uniform (cutest plaid kilt - what's not to like?), liked hanging out with my friends with on the team and it got me an extra study hall for the entire semester (some really dumb rule that if you played a sport, you were given an extra study hall in place of gym). But an athlete - NEVER. Someone that tried to be better - NEVER. A runner - NOT IN A BILLION YEARS. Flash forward to now and I really do try. I have a lot more downs than ups, I'm extremely hard on myself bc I know I could try harder, give more and get faster but life gets in the way and sometimes you have to go on a field trip and skip a workout. And to be really honest, sometimes I need a manicure and it's between a run and a manicure - the hand massage wins every time. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">This is my darling 10 year old that kicked my butt in this weekend's 5k - his pace 8:55/mile, my pace 10:17/mile.</span></td></tr>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">No matter how many times I try to tell people the truth they think I'm being humble - I assure you, I'm not. I can say I'm a TRIATHLETE, perhaps even a RUNNER. But I can say that I try really hard. I love triathlon, I love racing, I do not love the training, I love the gear, the magazines, I love talking about it, writing about it and meeting other people with the same love of the sport. But be sured - I'm not good, I'm not fast, I don't ever podium. I do all I can do not come in DFL (dead fucking last). However, bc of Facebook and Blogger I get to paint myself in any light I wish and since my dream is to be an All-Star Triathlete that's the what I paint myself to be. It's a nice life and it's great to write whatever I want about myself. So keep assuming I'm a rockstar - it's great for my ego.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">This is how I wish to think of myself while I'm racing!<br /><br /></span></td></tr>
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