tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662160995723979632024-03-13T09:39:07.422-07:0040to40iRuniTri Multisport Coachinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121668224631734824noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666216099572397963.post-33493037928674903752010-05-09T20:28:00.000-07:002010-05-09T20:43:49.893-07:0040+ I am Officially Called a Master's<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S-d9z93vmDI/AAAAAAAAAv4/9g6ab9rAO8U/s1600/40.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S-d9z93vmDI/AAAAAAAAAv4/9g6ab9rAO8U/s320/40.jpg" tt="true" /></a></div><br />
I would never say I am a Master at anything, more like a Jack of All Trades Master of none, but here in the Sport/Athlete world as I continue to race I fall into the Master's division. I remember when I was in my 20's racing thinking, "man...that's old. I sure hope I'm that fast when I'm that age" I laugh now that I said that. I am actually faster than I was in my 20's and definitely a much stronger and hopefully smarter athlete. <br />
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Since Thursday, I have been very busy. Friday started as usual but, today Grandparents were here!! YEAH!! I got Cameron off to school and really just relaxed with my In-Laws for a while after I cleaned up. My In-Laws and Rob were acting kind of strange and kept going out to the store, across the street, whatever. I thought about it but, I had to go get Cameron, everyone was so busy.. This is my Mother's Day present!! So Sweet!!<br />
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</div>I arrived home at about 6:50 to find my house full of some really great friends.. SURPRISE!!!!! WhAT?? I'm still in my swimsuit.. I look out on the patio and see new furniture, Rob built me a patio set and it is AMAZING. He built it with Scott one of our very good friends. My jaw dropped.<br />
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This was nit the end of the surprise though, Rob made my Birthday cake as well... a 6 layer Rainbow Cake.. OMG.. you're kidding.. Nope.. here is it...<br />
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</div>After a great evening of fun, it was time for me to go to bed. Before I head to bed though, I ask about a few of my missing friends, some, he just totally forgot to tell. It was last minute and he was working as fast as he could to get the word out and he just missed some people so, he wanted to send his apologies, he tried... <br />
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I have a race in the morning 5k but, it's going to be FAST!! I know, this is my third year to race this course. <br />
I head off to bed past 11pm thinking, really I have a race in the morning...I just want to sleep. <br />
6am.. time to wake up.. Race time is at 8:15 but, it's pretty far drive. I leave by 7:15 I arrive at about 7:45 so I have about 30 minutes to warmup.<br />
I head over to get my race number and packet and run it back to the car. <iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz5j7PzUsqX4P19TENZix3nVx2zvfoyNySx1NPBHsZKuLkrVHoOIheEaKiuNQtDaLo4fw-2cXe8AFzUZEZg9w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>On the way I run into one of my girlfriends I have known since middle school, I think maybe even elementary school, Katie. Some of you will recognize her. She lives here in Austin as well and we have run together before. She's Adorable!!!<br />
I get to my car drop off my packet and start my warmup. My back is very tight this morning and I am a little stressed about it. After my warmup I lay down on the sidewalk to stretch it out. It feels better but, it can go either way. I pray for the best and head to the starting line. I had a late night and hope I am ready for this. I see quite a few of the girls I race against and I know this is going to be a fast start. <br />
We head out and my first mile is under 6 minutes, thankfully the temperature is cool so I am feeling good. I hit mile 2 in a little over 6 minutes still on pace to break 20 minutes, I remember thinking "I have 1.1 mile left, run/puke or die but DO NOT SLOW DOWN" I pushed through a wave of nausea and crossed the line in exactly 19:20. I was 11th overall female and competed against some super fast athletes on this day. Felt good!! I am more of a distance runner so these super fast starts can sometimes blow me up. Today was a good day for this distance. <br />
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Day1 or zero.. whichever.. It's May 6 and I am, by standard...Over The Hill.. <span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;">Haa</span>.. I don't think so, I am just getting warmed up.. 40.. has never felt so good. I am happy with who I am and where I am and what I have ahead. I don't really know exactly what that is, but I think/know it's going to be fun!!<br />
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I am by nature an adrenaline junkie as most of you have seen. I am highly functional under stress and thrive on staying busy and active. So... on that note, for today...<br />
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My intent was to be running by 6am and back by 6:50 to get Cameron to school.. That did not happen. I slept in until 6:30.. missed that early run opportunity. BUT, I did get to kiss my son happy birthday and he got to kiss me happy birthday.. First thing. We went to get cupcakes for his class and headed to school before 7am. I walked him in and talked to his teacher, then off I went. <br />
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I was already in my running clothes. I had 5 miles to run to reach my 40 miles in 4 days +1 to grow on:o).. ALWAYS... I got home and off I went.<br />
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I got home and into my cycling clothes.. 40 mile ride into some crazy wind.. and I am not exaggerating.<br />
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It was time to stay completely <span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;">Aero</span> in my position and just push through. I had to be back in time to get Morgan.. Time was not on my side today but, I would get ahead. I rode hard and made it back for shower #2.. load the car for Cameron's party to drop off at pool, and get Morgan. <br />
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I drop stuff off at pool and go to get Morgan.. I get her home and load the car. I also need to eat at this point.. Quick sandwich and back out the door to get Cameron.<br />
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All my hard work was blowing everywhere. As I kept trying to get things decorated, Cameron and Morgan kept pulling at me. I was about to snap.. Then I thought.. They don't care, they just want to swim. Rob finally arrive to help. No, my decorations did not all make it up. I planned on having balloons etc.. everything was blowing away so, I just gave in and joined the party. <br />
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Birthday cake time..<br />
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<span class="goog-spellcheck-word">Drats</span>, I forgot the candles.. I head to the store. I get candles and head back to the pool.. <span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;">drats</span> again.. I need a lighter.. run back to the house. then back to the pool.. Candles?? in this wind?? what was I thinking. his 6 candles never even got burning. He got 1.. the wind got the other 3 and 2 never even got that far.. again, the kids don't care. They just want cake!! <br />
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</div>We pack up and at this point I just want to throw everything away.. I am POOPED. We get home and 1 minute later Rob's parents pull up. Yes, I know they were just here but they went back to Chicago, Sunday/Monday and came back for mine and Cameron's birthday!! <br />
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I unload the car and start to clean things up. After that I head inside to unwind. Rob orders PF Chang's, and he and his dad go and pick it up. YUMMY..<br />
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I get the kids to bed and... here I am. I had a great day, it's past 11 and I am off to bed.. I will post pictures and video tomorrow, as well as spell check and whatever I need to correct on my writing. I am fading quickly.. Have an amazing night...<span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;">iSwim</span>,<span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;">iRide</span>,<span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;">iRun</span>,<span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;">iPlay</span>... <span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;">iThank</span> <br />
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<div>I'm going to start by saying I got lots of needed rest last night, and woke up bright eyes and bushy tail to start my day. I have a lot to do. I dropped Cameron off, and headed right to the store, I was out of bagels for my normal morning breakfast.. </div><div></div><br />
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I decide I'm going to run 8.4 so tomorrow I can finish off with 6 and make my 40 miles the day I turn 40.. So since Monday I have run 40 miles. Goal reached. I will be running the final 6 super early tomorrow, just to make sure I get all the other stuff I want to accomplish in. Including the fact that Cameron also has his birthday tomorrow and we are having his party at 3:30 in the afternoon. So, I have a party to set up. </div><br />
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<div>OK.. Done with my run for today, I take a quick shower and Morgan and I are now off to order a cake and to Costco. Normally I make the cake, but this year I just don't have time. I found a cool fireman cake at Walmart of all places.. Happy about that. </div><br />
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<div>Costco here we come. Cameron has early release today so, I am in a hurry. We run in get our shopping done and out we go. We go straight to pick up Cameron. <br />
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I call to see if the outdoor pool is open for the kids to swim so I can get my swim training in. It is!! Yippee!! </div><br />
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<div>I head home drop off all the goods and we head to the gym.. We change and go SWIMMING!!!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We are keeping our goggles on today!! No Burning eyes!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I swim my laps and the kids play. We are done by 3pm and heading home. Veanne is coming at 4 so we can ride!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Yes, my third workout for the day. I have to say though, I really thought it was warm all day. I looked on Facebook and one of my dear friends Karen posted that it was 101 degrees today here. WHAT??? No wonder I was hot!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S-IoYZXDCcI/AAAAAAAAAro/FMkUzrR1h8I/s1600/drymouth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S-IoYZXDCcI/AAAAAAAAAro/FMkUzrR1h8I/s320/drymouth.jpg" tt="true" /></a>Yes.. desert in my mouth!! It was HOT!!!Now I know why. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We got back fully soaked in sweat, my MO for today is seem.. and I start cleaning.. I figure why not, I don't want to clean much tomorrow, it's my Birthday!! So, I vacuum, mop, laundry, cook dinner, clean outside and now... I need a shower!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I take a shower and the kids are next!! I feel so much better and now, I am ready for bed. I get the kids to bed. Finish laundry and... here I am.. looking around at what else needs to be done and thinking about my day tomorrow. iSwim,iRide,iRun,iPlay...tomorrow i40..:o)try and keep up!!</div></div>iRuniTri Multisport Coachinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121668224631734824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666216099572397963.post-18343549101366715482010-05-04T13:55:00.001-07:002010-05-04T19:25:46.322-07:00Day 3...trying to stay ahead of the game...<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S-DUVMwMC-I/AAAAAAAAArA/IE7RJtTHYfU/s1600/sleepy+clock.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S-DUVMwMC-I/AAAAAAAAArA/IE7RJtTHYfU/s320/sleepy+clock.jpg" tt="true" /></a></div><p>Day 3 started VERY Early with only 4 hours of sleep... I think I fell out of bed and into the car. Diet Dr.Pepper in hand, I headed to Barton Springs to do some swim coaching. The chilly air felt good on my face.<br /><br />After the coaching session, it was my turn to train. I stayed downtown to run Townlake.. My goal was over 10 miles ... I had a great run and the weather was perfect...<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzShouCd_xlZnNjfIeF3vDzWjEbKwhvMGWxQuZ9r8RAnco-6Fg2D5nndzsYTfdfcmVQKylIuwVdCIKVBPC1Wg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Well, if I wasn't awake before the water in the face... I am now. </p><p>After my run which ended up being 14.<em>40..</em> I hopped into Barton Springs for a bit of a chilly cooling off.. Burrrrr was chilly water. I do not know how these people swim with out wetsuits, it's too cold for me. </p><p> </p><p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw6-ALGc5Sx-ZXZrlnRNoxK3Sb8NMPYFLlhoenslu6wqWTn_S2bZ5rLZlpGGdtou2BtzvyXNw95mDpsfh8zOw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe> After my cooldown, I headed over to PitaPit for lunch...YUM!! </p><p>Went home for a minute, then off to get Morgan. She was so happy to see me. Haven't seen her since Sunday. At this point I am getting super tired.. We head over to pick Cameron up and we are early so, I actually take a quick catnap to re-boot. Cameron comes running and we head home. </p><p>I park and they decide to wash my car. Nothing could possibly make it more dirty, so I gave them a bucket, soap, towels and let them go to town. </p><p> </p><p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwi15zm0ZuFJHxZEe_G980kdbycxuJyzM6nKEJ59kYLbqi-7y3lEW84rCf2ZcY95I_a7_YOn-7wJjwqeXLa1w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Then they asked for $20 bucks.. HUH?? I don't think so. I laugh and walk back inside. I have training programs to write and lots to catch up on. They come in, and I go out to finish the cleaning process. Nice clean car. Lots of dead bugs from the drive back and forth to Dallas.. YUCK!</p><p>I cook dinner, they shower and get to bed. Cameron tells me children need 10 hrs of sleep, he learned that in PE.. I laugh, we say prayers and they are asleep. </p><p>I finish up and now, beyond tired... I am heading to bed.. Sweet Dreams...iSwim,iRide,iRun,iPlay...iTired...</p>iRuniTri Multisport Coachinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121668224631734824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666216099572397963.post-15685309184938596472010-05-03T21:39:00.000-07:002010-05-04T14:24:49.941-07:00Day 4... they start of 40 miles in 4 days<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9-lHddMFkI/AAAAAAAAAqg/vSzVur6QwTg/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9-lHddMFkI/AAAAAAAAAqg/vSzVur6QwTg/s320/002.JPG" tt="true" /></a></div><br />
Day 4... WOW I slept until 7:20!!.. Woke up pretty rested from the weekend but, a tad sore. I still had an absolute BLAST!!! <br />
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Today is the day I am bringing more shoes to the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ShoeBank</span>. As well as donations. These are some of the shoes I have had help collecting over the last 40 days. I am happy to say this was a success. <br />
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After I left my parents shop, I'm heading to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Flowermound</span> to do a trail run. I am taking my Guava with me today. This is Rick and Whitney's yellow lab. Rick is Rob's Brother. Guava starts crying and following me the minute I walk in. I take her running with me <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">every time</span> I am in town and she LOVES it. She loves trails almost more then me. <br />
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She is whines until we get to the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">trail head</span>. Cracks me up <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">every time</span>. My plan is to run 10 miles but, we usually get lost somewhere along the way, only to find our way back. <br />
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<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyqblHpElzcs2oWv7pf5pOvd_fTzIaR4_Y8usO772lZF7JpCDUGWHzgw6pyPh-isDF1Keg1QDosCYiFgubLLQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Total mileage was about 12 miles... Now it's time to head back and get a shower. I have a meeting at 4:30 with a new athlete I am going to be coaching. <br />
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I get ready to leave and it starts raining. Head to coffee shop... I will not promote mass coffee shops, I like the little guys.. so no name here.. but, it was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">convenient</span> and no, I didn't get the coffee.. tastes burned to me. Meeting went well and I am looking forward to helping this athlete succeed in his racing and reaching his goals and final goal of a half and full Ironman!!!<br />
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Now it's pouring and traffic and I am heading back to Austin. Traffic is horrible by the airport but was somewhat short lived. I head out through Ft. Worth. Right before Hillsboro, this is what I see...<br />
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Day 5... I am actually at my parents house using my mom's computer... I'm going to keep it short and hopefully have access to add my pictures and videos tomorrow.<br />
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Let's just say today ROCKED!!!! I did the Warrior Dash this evening in Forney and was 2nd OVERALL FEMALE and won my Age Group.. Let me tell you how happy and cool I think this is considering I rode my bike 100 miles yesterday and ran 6 miles this morning, Drove to Forney from Austin to start a race only 30 minutes after I got out of the car.<br />
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Also, this was the last heat of the 2 day event so the course was completely destroyed and a big mud pit... I just did what I could so, I was super excited about my finish.. It was a very cool day!!! I'll go into detail tomorrow... iSwim,iRide,iRun,iPlay...iWarrior!!!!</div><br />
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<div>Now about the day.... I actually slept in a little if you call 7:20 sleeping in.. I got up and got busy cleaning the house up a bit and then I cooked breakfast.. The favorite <strong><em>Spooner Pancakes. </em></strong>Now that everyone had full bellies, I am going for a run.. 6miler with a few strides. After I am done, I get in the shower and start packing up the car. I also have a good amount of shoes going to Dallas for the shoe bank. </div><br />
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<div>I am leaving straight for Dallas, Forney actually. It's 1:30 and I am about 30 minutes behind schedule. I am following the directions on my iPhone. I get to Forney at about 5pm. I can't find Cousins Paintball or the High School and keep re-routing.. At this point I start to get a bit stressed. I have 1 hour before my starting wave. At about 5:30 I see the High School which is where they have shuttle busses running to the race site.. I park and get my dry clothes bag ready. I have 4 different pairs of running shoes in my car, I have to make a decision on which pair I want to do this muddy crazy race in. I talk to 3 guys who were leaving and asked them about the course. They were covering in mud. They said the mud was crazy and very slick.<br />
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I decide to go with my New Balance 904 trail running shoes, the shoe is light, tread is low and they are pretty old, so if I lose one I won't cry. But, I do love these shoes. I pack up and get on the bus. We head over to the race venue.<br />
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This was another mound of shoes I saw as I was walking to the start..<br />
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Now for my start!!My start time was 6pm<br />
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Considering what I did Sat and Sunday morning add in the drive, yes, I was a bit shocked. I wish I would have know the winning time before I started. Because we went in waves, you never knew who was where and this was going on all day. SO I had absolutely no idea how fast I should or could go. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I am heading to my parents for the night and the drive is sbout 45 minutes to North Dallas. I get home and my mom and dad greet me with a hug and a huge laugh, I walked in with my helmet on my head. They could not wait to hear all about it. I take out all my muddy stuff to dry, I will wash it off on the morning. My parents can hardly believe I actually did this race, much less compete and place 2nd. I thought that was funny.. "Yes, mom and dad, your daughter is a little crazy.. and tough." I said.. they laughed. Now it was time for me to go to bed... I hope you enjoy the pictures and video, I had a BLAST!!! and like I said...iSwim,iRide,iRun,iPlay,.. and iWarrior!!! </div>iRuniTri Multisport Coachinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121668224631734824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666216099572397963.post-35233725065912514232010-05-01T19:39:00.001-07:002010-05-01T21:16:33.190-07:00Day 6... 100 miles to Shiner<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zl42aWlzI/AAAAAAAAAmY/MCciDpiv4Lk/s1600/039.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zl42aWlzI/AAAAAAAAAmY/MCciDpiv4Lk/s320/039.JPG" tt="true" /></a>The weather this morning for the ride was perfect. We arrived with plenty of time, unloaded our car, then were asked to move our car.. DRATS! Now I can't find my phone. I just had it. I need it for all the pictures and video.. I make myself a little stressed out.</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Rob has to load the car back up and move to different parking, I ride up to meet him. We are getting ready, V and Ed and Thad are waiting for us. The ride starts and they take off. We are still at the car trying to find my phone and get our stuff ready. We take our bags to bag check, and now have to play chase, which I was not to thrilled about, but whatever. We'll catch them.<br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz-iu6UZSWx7PjGktObu_6OkOAhyxjgRMxu6UKLtXTagndyZkZ0beyS6i77VTaViqIv8OwVUc4-6rTChKhGSw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>At about mile 8, we are about to turn a corner, when I see someone stop and then riders start to go down.. It's Ed. Someone dropped their cell phone and did a dead stop which caused him to crash. He went down and another rider rode over his leg. He was a bit hurt, but scared too. He got up ran around, did a few jumping jacks, which made me laugh. His knee was a bit hurt but all was good. Thankfully nothing more.<br /><br />Now we were all together. </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">We hit Rest Stop #1 and Rob needs to fill his bottles with water... I of course start video..<br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyqP028T4Y6WLpG4OGOE1evyzWnKycB8U0iTRqZcP7Ss59_UEDp8T9TiII6GYHg_Q9ueSLm--kq3aVnBxv95w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Ed and V and Thad take off. I wait for Rob.</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Rob and I head out again and it's a chase again.. FINE.. we'll catch them. We fall in behind a group of guys that are riding really well. We form a pace line... After a few miles I decide to take the lead. We built the pace line up to about 15-20 riders and I was doing the pulling.. I LOVE THIS, we were averaging about 22-25 MPH we passed Thad, then Ed and V and came into Rest Stop #2 to re group and potty break....At this point we discussed now staying together the rest of the ride. 100 miles alone is no fun, I know... I've done it a few times training for Ironman..<br /><br />We take off again. The ride was amazing and the wildflowers </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zr3dvdIwI/AAAAAAAAAnA/OgfqNViw31A/s1600/033.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zr3dvdIwI/AAAAAAAAAnA/OgfqNViw31A/s320/033.JPG" tt="true" /></a><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zr-aSG5ZI/AAAAAAAAAnI/di1abyzSX84/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zr-aSG5ZI/AAAAAAAAAnI/di1abyzSX84/s320/023.JPG" tt="true" /></a></div><br />were everywhere lining our way.. They SAG support was great as well as the RestStops.<br /><br />This is our 2nd stop..<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwHztKRZgJ19tDazBOVblOyDWWWGurp0PpZaL8suxsQ1aguQHYjF6ENaw5ECjHyLe6BDfz6K8ArwlhSKEC_pg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>This is Whizzerville..LOL!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zrksUjSxI/AAAAAAAAAmg/M6H0OwUw1nA/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zrksUjSxI/AAAAAAAAAmg/M6H0OwUw1nA/s320/025.JPG" tt="true" /></a><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zrm0W0yII/AAAAAAAAAmo/ZkDJjcP0X5Q/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zrm0W0yII/AAAAAAAAAmo/ZkDJjcP0X5Q/s320/026.JPG" tt="true" /></a>Now it's PeanutButter Jelly TIME...</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zrpBh0ITI/AAAAAAAAAmw/r5vROHLERdI/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zrpBh0ITI/AAAAAAAAAmw/r5vROHLERdI/s320/027.JPG" tt="true" /></a>YUMMMMMMY!!!</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">And Water Bottle Refill<a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zrq_F7F4I/AAAAAAAAAm4/JqGlSEnXrbI/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zrq_F7F4I/AAAAAAAAAm4/JqGlSEnXrbI/s320/028.JPG" tt="true" /></a>with WATER MONSTER!<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Now, It's time to ROLL...</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Now for our 4th and last stop...I forgot where we were when I said 3rd stop in the video.. This was our 4th and last stop..</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzoyG9jGpSdNo_mxTMDlpbVa62yKiEfhNFOHHslkNw6yRTOQz3q4-4UqQieaQITFuo6hGyyLKBxUhdSXpuQ_A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>This was approximately mile 73. I was posing with Powerbar... BIG FAN and I'm on <strong><em><span style="color:red;">Powerbar</span></em></strong> <strong><em><span style="color:blue;">Team Elite</span></em></strong><span style="color:black;">!! So I took a photo opp... </span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zt07vG9xI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/MFsYtgcUk2Y/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zt07vG9xI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/MFsYtgcUk2Y/s320/035.JPG" tt="true" /></a>Yes, that's a sweat rag in my shirt and my phone case:o).. my pockets were full! We head back out on the rode, we are almost done... 25 miles.. YIPPEE and it's been GREAT!!!</div><br /><p><br /></p><br /><p><br /></p><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><em>we are at about mile 90... ... Aw man.. I deleted the video.. when I re-added it posted at the bottom...Sorry y'all</em>!!<br /><br />Now we are coming into the finish...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxTI3cscSwobytF177Jvog0xM44F2SkGzOqes6OZFOWDro08evcnnU6uqPwWMFSoHtpAKic8dp2Qd30y50IvA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>.. After this, we head to the truck showers...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwDP55k4znRtMUNxZcztqLXOJhwrbqGXvbwuHU4JwMY1eiPnrDencp6moT_H20ulh2RgSV1lpCYamMvgzRiAA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>I just think this is funny and kind of cool.. They really need that is the end of Ironman...<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zzzDPDC8I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/89xFKK5jp1w/s1600/038.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zzzDPDC8I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/89xFKK5jp1w/s320/038.JPG" tt="true" /></a><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zzwqiiUaI/AAAAAAAAAoI/-OPz3Jqscsg/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zzwqiiUaI/AAAAAAAAAoI/-OPz3Jqscsg/s320/037.JPG" tt="true" /></a>yup... shower shot..HAAHAA<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dykAXdzFaKQqYaoESO_MxkzcFCOslZnVDeVYmdfNzuAjYXcpHbe6SYshDG7O6AADHqT-iGXbWJ0h36JNeIS5g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>After my shower, which I had no towel so I air dried.. It's time for some live music, beer and bratwurst!!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxemGEjdWka6wF_fAtcs7Ol0jCJxLYZXnCCK62XFTeC-AxcVyBCXYPyKWEhKoE43bE03f0CcPUWuOjSOhOFSA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zx13vl1oI/AAAAAAAAAnY/AL3k1fiHPG8/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zx13vl1oI/AAAAAAAAAnY/AL3k1fiHPG8/s320/040.JPG" tt="true" /></a><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zx30ETGVI/AAAAAAAAAng/ohfMMP_ML4g/s1600/042.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zx30ETGVI/AAAAAAAAAng/ohfMMP_ML4g/s320/042.JPG" tt="true" /></a><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zx5xFrktI/AAAAAAAAAno/C_psBloe7r8/s1600/043.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zx5xFrktI/AAAAAAAAAno/C_psBloe7r8/s320/043.JPG" tt="true" /></a><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zyRORHLPI/AAAAAAAAAoA/gacpm3kD15U/s1600/041.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zyRORHLPI/AAAAAAAAAoA/gacpm3kD15U/s320/041.JPG" tt="true" /></a>YUP... I ate that!!! I'm German what do you expect???and it was GOOD!!!!</div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">While sitting here eating this was one of the more special outfits we saw... This guy has got to be color blind...</div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zx9m4L4hI/AAAAAAAAAnw/fJC1VpHJNoo/s1600/045.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zx9m4L4hI/AAAAAAAAAnw/fJC1VpHJNoo/s320/045.JPG" tt="true" /></a>SERIOUSLY??? </div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Now for our exit...<a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zx_5i_PYI/AAAAAAAAAn4/6Cga1xWpqus/s1600/047.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9zx_5i_PYI/AAAAAAAAAn4/6Cga1xWpqus/s320/047.JPG" tt="true" /></a> We load our bikes in a Uhaul Trailer and head to Lockhart for ...OMG.. MORE FOOD.. we are going for BBQ.. at Smitty's where the fire has been burning for over 100 years.. and that's a fact..</div>So... Here we are at Smitty's<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9z0KpDjqyI/AAAAAAAAAoY/Q_to7-GlQKw/s1600/051.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9z0KpDjqyI/AAAAAAAAAoY/Q_to7-GlQKw/s320/051.JPG" tt="true" /></a>There is the fire...</div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzMhlMV1wb_CcD_-wj4YECOkPqhJXQIu0kPAUQt795dHMG-Rde55DqIiT7YiHJh4hyjhBWetTkZRba3L5uZkQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>This was some good BBQ!!!<br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9z2ecrtd3I/AAAAAAAAAog/IVeK8_jcqeg/s1600/055.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9z2ecrtd3I/AAAAAAAAAog/IVeK8_jcqeg/s320/055.JPG" tt="true" /></a><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9z2jxyf-iI/AAAAAAAAAoo/zsljjz9VjAI/s1600/057.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9z2jxyf-iI/AAAAAAAAAoo/zsljjz9VjAI/s320/057.JPG" tt="true" /></a>Back in the day..1915 I was told you would sit at these counters and eat.. Fork and knife were attached to these chains.. That's one sitting on the counter. You would eat, using the fork and knife attached to the chain, wipe it off and the next person would come sit and eat off the same fork and knife.. I'm thinking that would break all kinds of Health Codes these days.. </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Now that I have eaten WAY to much it's time to head back to our cars. Ed's dad did all the return driving today!! Thank you Ed's Dad!!!! Was a really really great time and trip!!!</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">We load up our cars and I head to airport for Rob to pick up rental car for his dad(he's leaving at 5am) UGH!! He has to fly.. Pilot.. </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">OK. I get home unload and am very excited to hear about the kids day with geema and grandpa at the school carnival..They had an absolute blast.. They closed the place down. I love to hear that. </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Now, It's time for me to start cooking dinner..OMG more food.. yes, I'm only having a salad though. Steve is coming over with his kids to have dinner and the kids can play. Good times. I make baked ziti..YUM and we have a great time. </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">The kids have a ball.. Yes, after all this I still cook and play with the kids..Here they are playing outside..</div>I have to tell you when you see the video of the kids... Watch then end...<br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><p><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dybn7-zhdeBPT3A76DiMnRvBMvlPRXrqZiKFYaByWJk0OYFMJtgvLhSvzlkFo6GwaokbI_7qvJJ5auoZsBYfQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe> Fin is fine I had to run to make sure.. that's why the video stopped... Now when I see the video, I am laughing..</p><p>All and all an amazing day!!!</p><br /><p>iSwim,iRide,iRun,iPlay..iRockandiRoll.. 100 miles today!!</p><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyo3JNCKE-2GRqpI7l03NsIYJkvOxEtqKgDgF-uNfA-aPYDqHkWCs_k9zG6e2GfiJW4S3zLf9EdaaUDppjqOA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>iRuniTri Multisport Coachinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121668224631734824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666216099572397963.post-88492193289738580932010-04-30T20:44:00.000-07:002010-05-01T19:38:11.896-07:00Day 7... so far<div>Day 7... OK.. So for over 30 days I have consistently written about my crazy life... it's 10:40, I just got back from a wedding, which we left early because we have to get up super early.. and I have to get ready to ride tomorrow. I actually did take pictures and video tonight but, I have to get some sleep. I promise after I am done riding 100 miles tomorrow .. eating my barbeque and drinking a beer, I will let you know what is going on... I am pooped, emotionally drained, and in need of rest...iSwim,iRide,iRun,iPlay, and tomorrow...iRIDE a century!! WOOHOO!!!<br />
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Day 7... What in the world did I do all day????<br />
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Cameron... drop off..Check, Pick up house... Check, Laundry... Check, Rob takes Morgan with him to pick up his parents at the airport.. YEAH!! Now I can get stuff done double time. I go to 3 different stores.. THEN... head to the gym. I need a swim..<br />
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Friday is a very easy (workout wise) day for me at this point so, I swim my <em><strong>40</strong></em> straight laps then do a few sets.. Hop out and in the shower.. I have a busy afternoon.<br />
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I head home for a sandwich. Pack up the car for the fundraiser at VO2 and get ready to get Cameron. Rob's dad comes with me and Cameron is thrilled to see Grandpa. I take them back home. Finish packing up the car, head to VO2<br />
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I also have a wedding that starts at 6pm.. CRAZY. I have to say I was a bit disappointed about the fundraiser, but, I did it and we got a nice big shoe drop off, thank you Lisa!! We closed down early so I could be on time to the wedding.<br />
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I met Rob in a parking lot and got dressed in the car.. NICE! <br />
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Thankfully I at least had lipstick. A girls gotta do what a girls gotta do.<br />
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Traffic was a nightmare!! but, we arrive. Megan and Andrew are friends of ours and today is the big day...<br />
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<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwomC34VxSq7g_tyggOQC1DGXx1zvSBEYDkMH2pc6KaPce7IBZcGI5qC_eZxeA6nmBPGzMOsD2Qby4wslIN2A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Here is some footage from the wedding... Really was a lot of fun.. <br />
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<div>Day 8.... I'm actually sitting here thinking... what in the world did I do today... As usual non-stop all day so, when I do finally slow down to think about it, I forget what even happened. Sheesh..<br />
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Thankfully, I had extra pancakes in the refrigerator from Tuesday.. Cameron decided at 7:05 he wanted pancakes and we had no time for that. I offered him like 5 other things. Nope.. Then I remembered I had some in a baggie in the refrigerator ... Yippee!!! Microwave 30 seconds.. you're eating in the car and off we go.. Fine dining.<br />
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I parked as usual walked him to the crosswalk, kissed him, and walked him across. He won't kiss me on the other side of the cross walk. He says it's school property and your not allowed to kiss on school property, HUH?? I'm your mommy. He says "no kissing" I laugh "fine" At this point he becomes Mr. Independent and walks into the school by himself. This is the same scenerio every day pretty much...<br />
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I get home and Morgan wants pancakes.. time to start the process. So, she helps today.<br />
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I now have 5 minutes to shower and get in the car to get Morgan. I sure do like to push it. Off I go. I arrive right on time, pick up my princess and we go to the grocery store for juice and yogurt.. Per Rob's request. On the way I stop for a Diet Dr. Pepper at the Shell station.. Yes, my poison and my caffeine.. thank you... I pass this truck.. </div><br />
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We have a very nice tailwind on the ride out. Based on the wind I'm thinking we head back at <em>40</em> minutes to make an 1 hour and <em>40</em> minute ride, I'm planning on hitting <em>40</em> a couple times today. We turn around and I can do nothing but laugh and smile. This wind was nuts. I laugh and Ed say's "why are you laughing" I say this is fun and funny and it's hard and I love it and most of which he can't even hear because it was so windy.. I just keep laughing and push. I have a huge smile then I decide I better close my mouth.. to many bugs in Texas and they always end up in my mouth.. YUCK... 2 weeks ago I almost choked. A huge bug hit me right in the back of my throat, I start dry heaving and riding.. I was NOT smiling I was gagging. My least favorite part about riding and running actually... the bugs<br />
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iSwim,iRide,iRun,iPlay, and iLove the WIND!!!!iRuniTri Multisport Coachinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121668224631734824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666216099572397963.post-87461764328726288852010-04-28T19:26:00.000-07:002010-04-28T19:30:42.494-07:00Day 9.... EVEREADY..<div><br />
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Today started early for Cameron and me, Morgan decided she was sleeping in. I get home from dropping Cameron of and .... she's still sleeping. What's up with that??? That NEVER happens.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We get home and I have some work to do. I need to set up appointments with clients for next week. If you think the last 31 days has been crazy, wait until Friday.. I am about to turn up the HEAT. I am not going to write about it ahead of time, I am excited to see how it all unfolds. Let me tell you though, I have a fundraiser, a wedding, a 100mile bike ride, an adventure race in Dallas, trail run in Flowermound Monday morning, Meeting Monday evening in Flowermound, Drive back to Austin Monday night, Meeting 7am Tuesday then Long run and swim, Weds long run and ride, Thurs long run; to hit 40 miles in 4 days for my 40th Birthday, Cameron's Birthday party... In-Laws in town(WORLDS BEST IN-LAWS).. Whew... DID YOU GET ALL THAT.. </div><br />
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After some good conversation, I realize... 7 o'clock?? WHAT??? We gotta go, it's dinner time... Everybody out.. I carry Morgan snuggled tightly in her towel and Cameron run's home. Dinner is on the table in 10 minutes.. Mommy the speedy cook!! Thank you<br />
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After dinner, I sit down at my computer and Rob tucks the kids into bed so I can get finished and in bed. Last night after I was done writing and I was planning on reading, stuff kept coming up. I finally turned off the light but could not, for the life of me, turn my brain off. Like Morgan say's "It wouldn't stop making stories" At some point I guess I fell asleep only to wake periodiocally with storms of thought and drifting back off to sleep. Until tomorrow...I will drift off..dreaming about ...iSwim,iRide,iRun,iPlay, and iDream..iRuniTri Multisport Coachinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121668224631734824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666216099572397963.post-91140241828734504282010-04-27T20:06:00.000-07:002010-04-27T20:09:16.579-07:00Day 10.... Blasting OFF<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9emvUd-CbI/AAAAAAAAAik/7m9YiuAK6Ws/s1600/brain+fried.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9emvUd-CbI/AAAAAAAAAik/7m9YiuAK6Ws/s1600/brain+fried.bmp" tt="true" /></a>Where is my head?????</div><br />
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iSwim,iRide,iRun,iPlay and today iScrewedup!iRuniTri Multisport Coachinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121668224631734824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666216099572397963.post-70253071307819811182010-04-26T19:48:00.000-07:002010-04-26T19:56:46.484-07:00Day 11... WHAT??? I thought it was still day 12...<div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9ZDNV6BqTI/AAAAAAAAAfc/PGCqaTPcMbY/s1600/no-milk.png"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464629094358559026" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9ZDNV6BqTI/AAAAAAAAAfc/PGCqaTPcMbY/s320/no-milk.png" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 294px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tomorrow will be a pancake morning, I'll try to get creative. Cameron just likes the plain pancakes.. no syrup, no nothing.. Easy!! 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I was out the door running at 7:15(workout #1)..I wanted to get a short run in before church.. I had an hour. 6 miles done. </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Home in the shower and out the door for church at 9am. </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">As usually church is amazing and today started with a few baptisms.. I was actually baptised in the ocean in California in 2002 with Rob. I have been a Christian most of my life and have stumbled many times along the way, which many of you have witnessed and I continue to stumble but, I am forgiven and never perfect. No matter how hard I try. I can only hope and pray to plant a seed in others to "seek and you shall find." God never asks us to be perfect He just want us to ask Him into our lives, He will handle the rest. Baptisms are very emotional to me so I really do enjoy when people take a stand to do this.</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">After church we head straight to the gym... Morgan chooses to go into the Kids Gym, Cameron goes outside with Rob and Me to count out laps and time us. We dive in at 11am. I swim(workout#2) my first 1,000<strong><em> (40 laps)</em></strong>, then Rob has me swim 50's on 50 seconds and this is with rest.. Well.. I got no rest. maybe 5 seconds.. He kills me. He was all nice and rested and I was sucking air. So, we took it to 60 seconds. So I could get some rest. Rob played waterpolo for UCSB and is a very good swimmer. I only wish I was half the swimmer he is. I will keep trying though. </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">After we were done, we showered and headed out. </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Today we were all going downtown Austin for the Arts Festival AND T-Bird and the Breaks were playing... They ROCK!!!!! So, off we go.....</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br />We walk in and the kids area was down and to the right... So we had some craft fun to get done...<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxHJHbF0mKyQZNG5zptSlH_kMoXaDf5-NeLg3rQrWjN_H-QEMs-ufi8__JM_rS1SCaExXX9MuQBnB_MEofifw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>First the Rock Craft...<br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9T-po7IHFI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Q96DF3XiXlk/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9T-po7IHFI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Q96DF3XiXlk/s320/003.JPG" tt="true" /></a><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9T-xUvGVFI/AAAAAAAAAeU/6anjWqx8M4U/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9T-xUvGVFI/AAAAAAAAAeU/6anjWqx8M4U/s320/026.JPG" tt="true" /></a></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Cameron and I are now on to craft #2... </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9T_Zpoxs2I/AAAAAAAAAec/VCR0NhjZK3g/s1600/033.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9T_Zpoxs2I/AAAAAAAAAec/VCR0NhjZK3g/s320/033.JPG" tt="true" /></a>I thought it was funny this was a old Black Sabbath CD...</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9T_fbuwMVI/AAAAAAAAAek/70KZMauC6P0/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9T_fbuwMVI/AAAAAAAAAek/70KZMauC6P0/s320/034.JPG" tt="true" /></a>Paint it up!!!</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxCO-RHshRtQvOik_drBtDdpdyAGnQZsu1EdcwK7jFcSHDJzxwK24sP17ZEscPginlqnoO7NSsFm-cR2BY0yg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>At this point Margan is still in line waiting to get her face painted... 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Morgan gets her arm painted...<br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9UAyvpCFaI/AAAAAAAAAes/blyvZ5w59Xk/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9UAyvpCFaI/AAAAAAAAAes/blyvZ5w59Xk/s320/036.JPG" tt="true" /></a><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9UA4UhgQfI/AAAAAAAAAe0/9PxPhzxxlDE/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9UA4UhgQfI/AAAAAAAAAe0/9PxPhzxxlDE/s320/040.JPG" tt="true" /></a><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9UA9-BDPOI/AAAAAAAAAe8/04jbE7qsVDk/s1600/042.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9UA9-BDPOI/AAAAAAAAAe8/04jbE7qsVDk/s320/042.JPG" tt="true" /></a>Such a beautiful Purple Glitter Butterfly. </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">On the way to the concert I see this beautiful painting</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9UBVqTxitI/AAAAAAAAAfE/odHCmJ79gMM/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9UBVqTxitI/AAAAAAAAAfE/odHCmJ79gMM/s320/001.JPG" tt="true" /></a>I love flowers...</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Now for the Breaks.... YEAH!!!</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9UBxKrD6tI/AAAAAAAAAfM/47HycgTvgBk/s1600/044.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9UBxKrD6tI/AAAAAAAAAfM/47HycgTvgBk/s320/044.JPG" tt="true" /></a><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9UB2W3t6PI/AAAAAAAAAfU/9WdN07fgCM8/s1600/045.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9UB2W3t6PI/AAAAAAAAAfU/9WdN07fgCM8/s320/045.JPG" tt="true" /></a>I am going to post 4 clips of what I filmed. I realized from yesterday I need to keep the clips short or it takes forever to upload... I think this is such a GREAT fun band and I love the horn section and the girls and T-Birds voice!!!</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><p><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy_6pbknYMCPe1D4eltsdlIfJMxS0VeT5OqHVmLUf8CTqXWNJRoYr-DbVTDgkNy5gZyd0g_48QB8VkZ9QsUOg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzONiE6uuRf94AMI-o_CtKUqJxHBvvcXcH28k_eZu09u8K1nJp7k2ZInQQDkktGIyDVAnhUcPVnXUvafPwOlg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyCQYttbp2Ru7RgVmcjTOvdwbaw50hP5vIECQwy3ynO-42RLRy99WVUA36LnlAH1oFcM81i-dAE7ICHvcR8Jw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>And ..... I hope you enjoy them as much as we do!!!</p><p></p><p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwGFGNXQg0gl5VzdoX6WEb-mYNLvhUrGYuBPbZuPJ7b0U4LbW90UrpMdSUxwNbnqoLESKY9PzLV875E2xAonQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>and the final take...</p><p></p><p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwXBofLZGNG2J3tU-7hvjfK3uDcoH4g51tmxEXaEfmM_c5BucTXdnjfUOhqlJW4EFaAk-LkZIkzDSf-l8hmqg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>After they were done with their set, Cameron, Morgan and I talked to the girls since we were already on side stage and told them we think they're awesome!! We saw them 2 years ago at SXSW at Jovita's, a Mexican restaurant here in Austin. They are a local band.. Then Cameron sang a bit of Esmeralda and we all laughed.</p><p>We headed back to the craft area for one more craft each and time to go home, Cameron did another CD and Morgan decorated a tile. Good times. </p><p>We actually head straight to church, the kids have Awana this evening at 4:30. Rob and I drop them off. I stop to talk to Steve a bit about training. </p><p>We rush to get home, I want to get a spin in. My legs are a bit sore from yesterdays long ride. It's beautiful and I have a strong head wind going out. I have less then an hour so I make good use of my time(workout #3). </p><p>I make it back in 40 minutes, just enough to loosen the legs a bit. Quick shower(shower #3) and out the door to pick up the kids.</p><p>We get home and it's dinner time... Shower time and bedtime... No Time to waste... </p><p>I sit and watch a bit of American Idol.. Still catching up.. and stop to write... Now I have to work on Cameron's Birthday Invitations.. Even though we share the same Birthday and I'm hitting the Big 40... We are having a bash for him the same day... I need to get busy with that. We're having a burning down the house kind of celebration...Fireman/pool party!! Bring it!!!</p><p>Until tomorrow!!!! </p><p>iSwim,iRide,iRun... and somedays iDo all 3...</p>iRuniTri Multisport Coachinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121668224631734824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666216099572397963.post-30054635345713297792010-04-24T19:45:00.000-07:002010-04-24T19:48:54.192-07:00Day 13... Poppy Fun all day Long!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9OUDVvBqQI/AAAAAAAAAaM/w9kGCJhKftA/s1600/073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9OUDVvBqQI/AAAAAAAAAaM/w9kGCJhKftA/s320/073.JPG" tt="true" /></a></div>Day 13 .... I left for the RedPoppyRide by 6:45am.<br />
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AND she got a sweet new Carbon Bike!!!Wilier..NICE!<br />
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At this point we had about 25 miles to go. This was the usual spread... Cookies, oranges, Bananas, PBand J, Pickles, and water and gatorade.. NICE!<br />
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I again changed clothes in the car, thank you for wetwipes, with no shower.. this would have to suffice. We parked and went to meet the kids.<br />
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On the way.. OMG this is what we ran into... SWEET CORVETTES!!!!<br />
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After that car adrenaline rush.. I got a super loving greeting from my kids. They missed me and it was time to play. We went straight to the bounce houses.. I waited in line for Kettle corn, Snowcones, and Cotton Candy.. Nothing like a festival.<br />
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After the concert we play on a John Deere tractor and stopped for a couple pictures for fun!!<br />
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Morgan and I get home and I start getting some more cleaning projects done. First, mow... rain is coming and I actually like to mow wet grass, keeps all that crazy dry stuff from blowing up my nose. Second, hose down the upstairs deck. Third, hose down front porch from hosing down upstairs and washing all outdoor furniture. Now, that was some work.<br />
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So, back to the day. I get back from errands and finish up.<br />
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Morgan and I are going to pick Cameron up and head straight to the pool to swim.. Today I called, they are open. I tell Cameron and he is thrilled!! We head to the car quickly.<br />
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We get to the gym, and I see no lifeguards so I inquire with the 1 staff member I see. She tells me <em>Family Swim</em> is inside..YUCK. I tell her both my children can swim and I will be outside swimming laps can we please swim outside.. She is OK with that so we go outside and I swim a very easy 1000, which is<strong> 40</strong> laps..Cameron and Morgan play.. Then Cameron films me swimming in the rain. At this point it's raining pretty good.<br />
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1.25lbs ground turkey<br />
1 med onion<br />
garlic(I use about a table spoon of that mince garlic in the jar)<br />
3/4 cup organic bread crumbs<br />
1/4 cup chicken stock<br />
1 box Silken MoriNu Light Tofu(Firm)<br />
1TBS soy sauce<br />
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</div>Day 15... WOW, everyone was up bright and early. They wanted pancakes for breakfast. 6:30 I start the pancake making process and we take turns adding the ingredients. ALL organic Flour, baking soda, sea salt, sugar, butter, egg, and milk, mexican vanilla, and a dash of cinnamon. Cameron thinks I have the market cornered on the <em>world's best pancakes</em>. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Back to the car.. I dry my sweaty legs off with a towel and hop in my car. I'm hungry, but no time to stop. Thankfully I have a snack. My favorite True North cranberry almond crisps..YUMMY!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I pick Morgan up and we head home. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> I need a shower. In and out, then off to get Cameron. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Cameron and I head to the store, today is EARTH DAY and so far I have spent most of my day enjoying the beautiful outdoor. I think that's pretty cool. At HEB if you bring in plastic bags today you get this..</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Cameron and I get home and we start working on his Leaf Cutter Ant model. I stop to go outside, it's 4pm to get my bike ready.. IT'S RAINING.. <em>Ride is off</em>.. I sent texts. It's just to slick and dangerous. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So, Cameron and I finish his project...<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9D8yANqD2I/AAAAAAAAAYM/oEaGapFzwtA/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9D8yANqD2I/AAAAAAAAAYM/oEaGapFzwtA/s320/025.JPG" tt="true" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9D824ywA5I/AAAAAAAAAYU/n8-rRZNGLRo/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9D824ywA5I/AAAAAAAAAYU/n8-rRZNGLRo/s320/026.JPG" tt="true" /></a>Yes, I made him a little grassy spot. We never do anyting half way 'round here. It's a girl... googly eyes have eyelashes.. HAAHAA! Annie Ant. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Then it's all focus.. 45 minutes later I am done and in the kitchen cooking dinner.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9D-qbFdhhI/AAAAAAAAAYc/6NkSEl2B8zo/s1600/cooking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S9D-qbFdhhI/AAAAAAAAAYc/6NkSEl2B8zo/s320/cooking.jpg" tt="true" /></a>Of course I was still in my riding clothes, I do what I can. Dinner's done, kids are showered and in bed and I am going to catch up on American Idol. I am still on the 9 competing.. and yes, I know who already got kicked off, but I still like to watch.. Bowersox and Lee Dewyze are my FAV!!! I really don't care if either win or not, they are both awesome and I will download their music. I'm a FAN!! Allright so until tomorrow..... iSwim,iRide,iRun,iPlay and tonight iSing....</div>iRuniTri Multisport Coachinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121668224631734824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666216099572397963.post-46196810066731421822010-04-21T19:48:00.000-07:002010-04-21T19:59:04.045-07:00Day 16... Sweet 16<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8-6k_04jQI/AAAAAAAAAWc/rugSHta1gUg/s1600/sweet+16.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8-6k_04jQI/AAAAAAAAAWc/rugSHta1gUg/s320/sweet+16.bmp" tt="true" /></a></div><br />
Day 16 ... Almost started with drama, but after the 1 second I took away TV privileges I totally got the "I was just trying to make you laugh mommy, I was only playing." uh-huh.. We'll then, it was funny, now go get ready. Morgan stayed home, so it was a nice and speedy drop off session.<br />
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Wednesdays are clean house day for me, so I get started right away. Floors to mop, sheets to wash, laundry to fold.. and so on.<br />
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By noon it's time to get on my trainer. I am quite fatigued from racing 2 times in one week so, I'm just riding an easy 60 minutes. Nothing fancy. I am actually reading a magazine (Triathlon) and riding away. I am contemplating <strong>my</strong> training in the process, as well as the athletes I coach. I usually will try new things out on myself before I decide I think they would benefit the athletes I coach. <br />
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After I am done with my<em> spin, </em>I start working on my Xterra Athletes training.. I am getting way more detailed because I have a better plan of attack now that I have seen the courses per say. This type of training is completely different from road racing. Constant Heart Rate fluctuation, and mostly breathless on the climbs.. So, it was time to throw in some super details. <br />
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2pm.. It's time for me to get ready to get Cameron and we are going straight to the pool!!We get to swim outside today!! YAY!! Morgan and Cameron can play in the big pool while I train in the lap pool.<br />
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Morgan and I get Cameron and he's excited to swim as well.<br />
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We get to the gym.. DRATS!!!! Family swim is 11-2. UGH!!! Total BUMMER. They want to leave, so I have to sit them down for a pep talk, because I still want to swim. I can still swim but, no lifeguards for the kids. They are extremely dissappointed but they do enjoy playing in the kids gym. After a little coercion they fold. I promise Cameron he can run 3 miles when we get home.. Yes, for him that is a reward.. hum.. think he's my son or what? <br />
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I take them in and I hurry to change. I go outside and stick my foot in. It's a tad chilly but, the sun is shining and it's just beautiful to be outside. I dive right in!!!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So, as exciting or not as my day is or was, it's almost 10pm and I'm going to bed. I am done a little early and I need some rest. I am again excited about running tomorrow. I am planning a new route, wait til you see what I have in store, it's somewhere I've never run before:o) I hope it's fun!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">iSwim,iRide,iRun,iPlay.... iLIVE</div>iRuniTri Multisport Coachinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121668224631734824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666216099572397963.post-38432033606369316142010-04-20T21:24:00.000-07:002010-04-20T21:54:16.431-07:00Day 17... Seriously..You've got to be kidding...<div><br />
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Day 17.. As you read my blog, you will understand my title for today. Cameron...7:15 in Car.. Check. Cameron.. Drop off at school.. Check. Morgan ready for MDO... Check. Drop Morgan off... Check. So far so good. </div><br />
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<div>After this I am deciding my run for the day and I want to change it up a bit. I decide to head downtown. I feel like running Town Lake, it's so beautiful today. So, I hop in the car with all my gear and still really don't have a plan. But, I have plenty of time. I park under the bridge by Lake Austin where Run-Tex is located. </div><br />
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<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S85uGpYAs0I/AAAAAAAAAUU/XpH1C8PIrXA/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S85uGpYAs0I/AAAAAAAAAUU/XpH1C8PIrXA/s320/002.JPG" wt="true" /></a></div>Actually first let me say, I had a slight trail detour from the lake which was kind of cool... Bridge construction.. I run out about 4 milesI turned around about 1 mile past I-35 to head back and do my Up and Over on the street West of Congress.. Don't know the name so let's just for my sake call it... Up and Over Drive. But, before I got to UaO Drive. I filmed Congress St. Bat Bridge.</div><br />
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Now for a few Photo Ops along the way. First my water stop by the Dog Park..<br />
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Now it's time to head to the car and LUNCH.. Pita PIT!! YUMMY!!!! I use to go to Pita Pit in Hermosa Beach, CA once or twice a week when we live in California.. I love this place!!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Now I am in a bit of a rush to go get Morgan and I'm all sweaty.. Great.. I pick her up and back home we go. </div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Remember how I said one of my kids gets sick or something random everytime I race. Now, it's my DOG??? What the_____? I call the Vet and they say bring him in. It's just up the street, they actually have to give him a shot for pain so they can take X-rays. I leave to trade cars with Rob, he is going to meet me at Pure Austin for the little race. </div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">5:45, the vet calls. Jackson has dislocated his tail, <em>seriously? You've got to be kidding me.</em> Nothing they can do but, he needs pain medication, it's kind of like jamming a finger. I go pick him up and I get the bill... $300 .. What??? UGH..<em>Seriously, you've got to be kidding</em>. Whatever, let's go. I'm just glad he's all right. I have NO IDEA how he did that. </div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Splash and Dash is a series held at Pure Austin and is approximately 750m swim and a 3k run. Super fun and my kids and another couple Steve and Kenda had their kids out there playing so it was great. We also had a ton of people that did the Xterra out there this weekend here, so it was super cool. </div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We are hanging out and I see a great friend from high school, Keith Eddleman, he lives here to and does triathlon as well. He is the mastermind behind my website; <a href="http://www.irunitri.com/">http://www.irunitri.com/</a> </div><br />
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<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxh0hZ0NpgcW3AkG7IqGIEFi-kmF4NeYOIqJFfz_ok5oa9bnwWI60B6WYLBpDlxjOJDlNp7ND70xfMlItrJWA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>This was a ton of fun, I don't know how I did, they didn't actually have my time. <em>Seriously?? You've got to be kidding me</em>. I was so fast, I disappeared..LOL They are working on it though. I'll let you know tomorrow. Really, it's not a big deal, but let me add that the race I won on Saturday.. Same thing. This morning I get a text saying I need to contact Xterra, there is No Race Time for me. <em>Seriously? You've got to be kidding me</em>. They called me but, a press release had already gone out. So after a few phone calls this morning, and a few emails, I received a revised Press Release. Whew... I wanted to make sure that didn't fall under the radar.<br />
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So, just when you would think that after all this stuff.. I would be going home and to bed. NOT!! I have a Birthday Party to go to (baby shower) actually.. Meeting a group of friends to Celebrate our new baby boy.. Kaari is due in a few weeks, my dear friend Kaari, the one that is also moving back to New Braunfels. So, I head to Mesa Rosa. I change clothes in the parking lot. I have been swimming, and running and my hair is a mess. I am glad they are good friends. My shorts are wet because I put them on over my swim suit and I am freezing. <br />
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Please tell me some has a jacket. The fiasco with Jackson left me totally unprepared. Going home and showering etc.. would have cost me like 30 minutes. I just sucked it up and thankfull Jen had a jacket. I was turning BLUE<br />
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Everything is CLEAN!!!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S80kUdchwtI/AAAAAAAAAUM/H05eSpQenRo/s1600/cleaning2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 98px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 123px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462061856990544594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S80kUdchwtI/AAAAAAAAAUM/H05eSpQenRo/s320/cleaning2.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div>Day 18... Yes, I will try to rhyme my titles as long as I can, and for today this is quite fitting actually.</div><div></div><div>7am.. Cameron tells me he's not going to school. 7:05 drama in the kitchen, he tells me he's going to sleep in class while his teacher is talking because he's too tired. My response..tonight your in bed at 7pm, his response..No 6pm.. my response..Fine now go get dressed. ? What just happened? 7:15 he's ready to go. I'm glad that was short lived.<br /><br />Morgan is ready too, she wants to go with me. She is feeling so much better. I am so thankful. She had a rough weekend, and was such a trooper.<br /><br />Last night while I was writing and finishing up, she came in crying telling me she wasn't going back to bed until I came to bed. Then when she was trying to get back to sleep she said her head would not stop making "stories." So, I asked what kind of "stories." I was hoping not about ants again, that was dreadful. She said grass and monkeys,<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S80igaRIs2I/AAAAAAAAATs/4KgBSsV4GMs/s1600/monkey.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S80igaRIs2I/AAAAAAAAATs/4KgBSsV4GMs/s320/monkey.jpg" wt="true" /></a></div><div>I thought this must be from us standing in the trees watching the race. Then I tried to change the "Stories" and told her to think of billowing clouds.<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S80iw86NAjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/L5fjVj4Sr7U/s1600/clouds.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S80iw86NAjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/L5fjVj4Sr7U/s320/clouds.jpg" wt="true" /></a></div><div>She says "Now it's an Octopus, and they eat people<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S80jDHv9URI/AAAAAAAAAT8/MOd4seQd1EM/s1600/octopus.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S80jDHv9URI/AAAAAAAAAT8/MOd4seQd1EM/s320/octopus.jpg" wt="true" /></a></div><div>and are mean" I said "think of angel fish sweetie and dolphins" She says "I'm not getting the the Ocean" I'm thinking... great, it's 1am and that was not the plan at this point. Next... Those darn ANTS again!!! So, naturally I say "Butterflies", she argues but Mommy, they won't go away(the ants). My next response, "Morgan remember that gentle ladybug that was on that purple flower that you and Cameron found and he gentle flew away.<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S80jpnh_3wI/AAAAAAAAAUE/_KAwIaOF7j0/s1600/ladybug.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S80jpnh_3wI/AAAAAAAAAUE/_KAwIaOF7j0/s320/ladybug.jpg" wt="true" /></a></div><div>Think about the ladybug. Next thing I knew she was sound asleep. Dreaming......This of course is the short version. This dialog lasted about 45 minutes. <em>Can I just get some sleep!!! </em>There she was peaceful as a ladybug. I close my eyes and join her.<br /><br />Ok.. So back to this morning, Cameron is off and I head back home after a conversation with another triathlete competing in his first Half Ironman.. "Albert, your gonna do GREAT!" in case you're reading this.<br /><br />I get home and it's time to finish that cleaning. I am finishing with the Rug Doctor today.. The lean, mean, cleaning machine. I get busy!! I am done in a few hours. I look around thinking "what next?".. I get Morgan in the car and we get ready to take the machine back.<br /><br />Quick change of mind, I run in start the shower and get the dogs.. My house and floors are clean and still moist and my dogs are dirt bags. They are the next victims of Hurricane Claudia.<br /><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S80Wj8Rd7gI/AAAAAAAAAS8/geYZ9xR0erU/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S80Wj8Rd7gI/AAAAAAAAAS8/geYZ9xR0erU/s320/012.JPG" wt="true" /></a><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S80Wpse57JI/AAAAAAAAATE/EUwqAdEJnJ4/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S80Wpse57JI/AAAAAAAAATE/EUwqAdEJnJ4/s320/013.JPG" wt="true" /></a>Now they will go out to the garage. It's amazing how smelly "clean" wet dogs are..YUCK! They were even </div><div><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S80XSJER4pI/AAAAAAAAATM/VxFSylIJMng/s1600/Fructis.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S80XSJER4pI/AAAAAAAAATM/VxFSylIJMng/s320/Fructis.jpg" wt="true" /></a>fructis clean.. What's up with that? And let's not forget the full on coat they shed after a washing. After that ordeal, I head to the HEB to bring the cleaner back on the way to pick Cameron up from school.</div><div><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">We get to school and he is ready to go. Today we are going to Gatti-Land. MEFOM..Mom's Eat Free on Mondays.. I do like the salad bar and the pizza and the garlic bread.. and and and..So, off we go.</div><div><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S80YgGLwubI/AAAAAAAAATc/M5OzhK_hUIM/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S80YgGLwubI/AAAAAAAAATc/M5OzhK_hUIM/s320/009.JPG" wt="true" /></a><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S80YdO6dL_I/AAAAAAAAATU/4l_qWk81Klo/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S80YdO6dL_I/AAAAAAAAATU/4l_qWk81Klo/s320/001.JPG" wt="true" /></a>After we eat we head to the Arcade area. They have $6 to play and share, then it's time to go. I rally just want to play skeeball but, they want to do other things.. Oh well, I'll get over it. </div><div><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">We are out of money and head home. Gretchen will be here at 5 today. We are riding. I need to get my legs moving to speed up recovery. The tendon in the lower part of the lateral side of my left leg is a tad tweaked front the terrain I ran on. I need to get it moving before it gets to tight. </div><div><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Ed arrives early, and for some reason I had lost track of time. I was not ready and things got a little hectic as we were trying to get out the door. Rob and Ed are both waiting on me and I can't find my helmet. I am a bit agitated. "Just get me on my bike please" "give me 4 minutes to get my head on straight please." I need a <em>TIME-OUT,</em> seriously</div><div><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Ahhhh, much better. We are off and after a couple minutes I apologize for my short fuse. Best thing for me is a run or ride when I feel like this, it cures what ails me.</div><div><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">We have a headwind going out and tailwind on the return. Very nice recovery ride. We get home and my watch.. 1:40:00.. Sweet!! Now for my run. I am just going to go for maybe 2 miles.. 14 minutes:o).. That felt great and my leg feels much better.</div><div><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><div><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><div><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><div><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx8cP8RxsiG586570MCVXtEh1CpnN9FxvLZRobaojZ802JSMl8RaDTU0YM4SFoqnA4HBbQ0lyPJOtFudgcDwg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>I get home and Rob is going to meet some friends and move some boxes. I get dinner for the kids and they are watching my favorite show... Scooby-Doo. I think they have seen every episode a thousand times and I probably have too.<br />I hustle them in the shower, we are WAAAY past that 6pm marker.. I laugh and Cameron gets out of the shower and straight to bed. I hope we don't have that drama again tomorrow.<br />Now it's almost 10:30 and I am off to bed. This sounds crazy especially since I just had a pretty long trail race this weekend but, I can hardly wait to run tomorrow. I guess if you know me well enough you know I am usually always happy to run and if you are keeping up with my Blog, you see it is part of my life. Someday though.. for some reason, I get especially excited. I don't know how to explain it, I only hope it rubs off on those who need a little extra motivation to get out the door. Until tomorrow.... iSwim, iRide, iRun, iPlay and iLove!!</div>iRuniTri Multisport Coachinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121668224631734824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666216099572397963.post-16125876572359697972010-04-18T21:58:00.000-07:002010-04-18T22:03:39.383-07:00Day 19... Mean and LEAN<div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vj6uzE33I/AAAAAAAAAS0/YsMrmehIPQg/s1600/barbie+first+aid+kit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vj6uzE33I/AAAAAAAAAS0/YsMrmehIPQg/s320/barbie+first+aid+kit.jpg" wt="true" /></a></div>Day 19... Well unfortunately was another continuation from yesterday and the day before as well. Morgan is still sick, then add in the nightmares she was having about being attacked by ants and her fear of going back to sleep because she kept having the same dream, this made for a long night. Even after I reassured her I was right there and no ants were going to get her. I was hoping I didn't start getting itchy. That happens for some reason at night when we think about bugs. It's completely psychological. Not sure why but, whatever, it didn't happen probably because I was to tired. </div><div></div><div>Ugh... Morning came early, thankfully I was not the one racing today. Just Rob and Steve. I still had to get the kids ready to go. Rob left earlier so he could set up his gear. I got the kids ready and made sandwiches for the drive. Muleshoe Bend Park is a pretty long drive so they had plenty of time to "Fine Dine and Drive." We arrive about 15 minutes to start. The crazy thing was that Cameron remembered the drive from yesterday and was giving me directions.. He's a smart one.. </div><div></div><div>We hurry to park and run down to the water so I can get pictures. Race Director Mike Carter was giving directions and a pep talk.. He's good at that! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vJ2W1oIiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Hls9HN-rX0g/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vJ2W1oIiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Hls9HN-rX0g/s320/003.JPG" wt="true" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vJ8XcB1tI/AAAAAAAAAQM/yErGcrm_2A4/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vJ8XcB1tI/AAAAAAAAAQM/yErGcrm_2A4/s320/004.JPG" wt="true" /></a>Rob is in the yellow cap, Steve is next to Rob (I coach Steve) and Adrian is is in front of Steve, he was third overall today.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">As we waited for the start I grabbed Rob's t-shirt for Cameron, it was a tad chilly. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vKBxL4_tI/AAAAAAAAAQU/QD7IVDTeEIc/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vKBxL4_tI/AAAAAAAAAQU/QD7IVDTeEIc/s320/005.JPG" wt="true" /></a>After a few minutes, we head over to where the swimmers were coming out of the water. Jamie Cleveland Pro Triathlete and co-owner of Hill Country Running Store was first out of the water. Rob was fourth.. Great Job!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vKHLbQHUI/AAAAAAAAAQc/muKMFp6LRlE/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vKHLbQHUI/AAAAAAAAAQc/muKMFp6LRlE/s320/008.JPG" wt="true" /></a></div><div></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw6C1BIhcCeCh1C1oHisnAoy0n1s-b7_NfllFdLynwKL2dPmaNH_Nget29jUyHUd61k13LSE8MFzrkVhShXqg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Allright... Time to move on. I snap a few pictures of Steve and Rob in and out of transitions... Go Go Go!!!! I'm cheering. <br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vMSNeIv6I/AAAAAAAAAQk/QWfeNU2h8FU/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vMSNeIv6I/AAAAAAAAAQk/QWfeNU2h8FU/s320/016.JPG" wt="true" /></a>Steve looks and me and says "how far behind Rob am I?".. I laughed and realized he had another goal and Rob had this<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vNAFIQXsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/1YbTqaafCJU/s1600/target.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vNAFIQXsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/1YbTqaafCJU/s320/target.jpg" wt="true" /></a>on his back.. He was just a few minutes back. Go get him!! I yell!! Eye of the Tiger!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vNnROwiWI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Eay7o6DlgTY/s320/eye+of+the+tiger.jpg" wt="true" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Now it's time for me to take the kids and run up the trail where they were yesterday. I had to crack jokes about all the people standing in the trees just hanging out. Of course, my two monkeys were having a ball with it. Morgan was picking flowers and Cameron was peeing on trees. Yes, I did take that picture and no, I won't post that one. I have it for when he gets older.. TOns of cool people hanging out watching. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">First rider, Jamie Cleveland... <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vOlMW4RtI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Rwh3EJK2zL4/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vOlMW4RtI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Rwh3EJK2zL4/s320/022.JPG" wt="true" /></a>See that smile... He has it on almost the whole time!!! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Rob comes through eventually..</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vPADmauuI/AAAAAAAAARE/6hHaZ0gzA6E/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vPADmauuI/AAAAAAAAARE/6hHaZ0gzA6E/s320/027.JPG" wt="true" /></a>Smiling...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Then Steve..<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vPfh8kkbI/AAAAAAAAARM/IMySDBZvxXc/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vPfh8kkbI/AAAAAAAAARM/IMySDBZvxXc/s320/036.JPG" wt="true" /></a>.. One more loop to go.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Jamie was still in the lead on the second loop and smiling. Adrian had moved up to third . We kept waiting for Rob and Steve. Steve arrives first. Great JOB!!! He's off on his run!! Steve is coming in from his run </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">and<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vRDJNVZvI/AAAAAAAAARc/owcGM09Jjgs/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vRDJNVZvI/AAAAAAAAARc/owcGM09Jjgs/s320/050.JPG" wt="true" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">still no Rob. At this point I was getting a tad concerned. After about 10 more minutes.. He comes running next to his bike in his socks, rolling his bike. He has blood on his face, shoulders, and arms. His bike is broken so he's been running the last few miles in socks. No WHINERS... He keeps going.. "Make me proud soldier!!!" I shout. Cameron and Morgan are proud of daddy but ask mommy " he's bleeding Mommy, is daddy hurt?" I say. "not now, but he will later" and we run down to the finish and transition area to catch the action.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Jamie wins overall, Kyle Grieser was second, and third was Adrian Barron. That's as deep as I'll go with finishes. GREAT JOB Guys!! Steve has a strong finish and Rob is getting his run on, only this time in trail shoes. I know his feet have to be hurting from the rocks earlier. We hang out and talk as we wait for Rob. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vQsFXhIeI/AAAAAAAAARU/57iwUqh3Kr8/s1600/054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vQsFXhIeI/AAAAAAAAARU/57iwUqh3Kr8/s320/054.JPG" wt="true" /></a>Dratssssss!! He now runs down to transition and has to run an additional 4 miles of really tough trail. </div>The kids and I head back down to finish/transiton area . <br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vUkDmhfSI/AAAAAAAAAR8/0fFPP6AU13w/s1600/057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vUkDmhfSI/AAAAAAAAAR8/0fFPP6AU13w/s320/057.JPG" wt="true" /></a>Here comes Rob heading out for his run.. This time in shoes. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We hang out and talk and Morgan is again "Fine Dining"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vT0TqUmgI/AAAAAAAAARk/tDP7fjS5770/s1600/059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vT0TqUmgI/AAAAAAAAARk/tDP7fjS5770/s320/059.JPG" wt="true" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vUAfibUmI/AAAAAAAAARs/ikAvpkTMeYI/s1600/060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vUAfibUmI/AAAAAAAAARs/ikAvpkTMeYI/s320/060.JPG" wt="true" /></a>She was still feeling bad but, she was kind of busy being the center of attention as you will see in a minute. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Rob comes into the finish... Good Job!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vUGdELXWI/AAAAAAAAAR0/POgVUGW4ttw/s1600/068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vUGdELXWI/AAAAAAAAAR0/POgVUGW4ttw/s320/068.JPG" wt="true" /></a>Bruised and battered but not defeated!! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After the last finisher, the contests start. First with the banana eating and then today they got fancy.. Pushup contest... Sweet..</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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AND in the video; Morgan in the center of it ALL!!! I laugh.<br />
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The real reason we do this though is for the beer and games afterwards.. Goodtimes are had by all, First through Last, because most everyone hangs out the entire afternoon, which is what is so SUPER SUPER cool about Xterra. Sure, we love to compete and win, but the camaraderie is AWESOME!!<br />
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Allright, time to get the kids home. Cameron goes with Rob and I take Morgan. She feels horrible at this point and is whimmering in the back, crying and drifting in and out of sleep. She finally falls asleep. About 10 minutes from home she wakes up screaming and crying. Spitting, and wanting water. We hit the drive-thru. Now she has to pee. For cryin' out loud. I hurry and park, without getting our drinks, run my crying child inside to pee. She's still crying and the guy is standing at the door with my drinks as I hold her. He sets the drinks down takes my money and walks off to get change. <br />
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Now I am holding my crying, sick daughter and have to carry 2 large drinks. <em>For the love of Pete</em> I have a flashing thought of <em>who's Pete anyways </em>and manage to grab the change, my drinks, hold Morgan and get into the car. If this doesn't make me a TRIATHLETE, nothing will. Oh, and a stack of napkins for her spitting deal she has going on. Mommy's have octopus arms if we have to.. Ok.. Off we go, home sweet home.<br />
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She needs some Motrin...FAST!! Her fever is 103.5. She takes the Motrin and I get her in bed. She is having a fit about not wanting to be in bed. Rob gives her his iPhone to play games and all is quiet. Wow..That was easy. <br />
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After about 30 minutes, she gets up and all is good. I think "your kidding right" <br />
I got to the store to rent a Rug Dr. on a whim, I decide I want to shampoo the carpets. No better time then now.. Let's get this party started. As if I don't have enough going on. I get home and get busy. I stop for 10 minutes to get Cameron to a birthday party. <br />
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Come back and get started again. I break again, for a little bit to discuss with Steve his race and how he felt and our next steps for training. We hang up and I start again. I have until 6pm until I pick Cameron up. Plenty of time for what I want to do.<br />
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Done just in time, I run out the door to get Cameron. I hang out for a bit to talk and then it's time to go. <br />
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On the way home I see Veanne and I stop to catch up for a minute. She has a bum knee and has not been able to run, this is incredibly frustrating for her and a big learning experience. She's going to do great we just need to get those running legs back. All in due time. <br />
I get Cameron in and I head out once more.. I'm getting my hair done tonight as well. Fortunately so far, I have no gray hair, but I do get highlights every few months. Yeah..... I wasn't going to post this picture but, whatever. It's what I did and it's pretty funny actually so this is my hair during my lovely process<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vc2-ezgOI/AAAAAAAAASM/M0YQ5Zh8UkU/s1600/088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vc2-ezgOI/AAAAAAAAASM/M0YQ5Zh8UkU/s320/088.JPG" wt="true" /></a></div> and after process..<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vc5QhW0MI/AAAAAAAAASU/-BSW6gil38Y/s1600/093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vc5QhW0MI/AAAAAAAAASU/-BSW6gil38Y/s320/093.JPG" wt="true" /></a></div> NO LAUGHING.. ok.. maybe a little. Whatever.. I actually can't believe I added that to my blog. So, as of this writing it's about 11:35 PM. So far I have not done a thing of 40 today. I am going to stop and take a break and attempt 40 push ups and abs.. BREAK... I'll be right back so I can add that in.. We'll see how long it atually takes me. I'll post that as well. <br />
Allright.. Proof is in the pudding.. took me about 3 minutes. <br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vgAoaN_pI/AAAAAAAAASc/SOdv10OqhW4/s1600/099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vgAoaN_pI/AAAAAAAAASc/SOdv10OqhW4/s320/099.JPG" wt="true" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vgFxfLVmI/AAAAAAAAASk/RJswIesfj9Y/s1600/101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8vgFxfLVmI/AAAAAAAAASk/RJswIesfj9Y/s320/101.JPG" wt="true" /></a>I did 4 sets of 10 reps.. Yes, I use the PERFECT PUSHUP. This is the only way I can do push-ups or on my fists because of my wrists. They are permanently damaged. so... Thank you PERFECT PUSHUP. I followed that with 4x10 abs on my ab ball. So, there is my 40x40 for today.. Hey, just have to keep it honest. Until tomorrow...Time flys when your having FUN!!!!! iSwim, iRide, iRun, iPlay and I usually ALWAYS HAVE <strong><em>FUN</em></strong>!!!</div>iRuniTri Multisport Coachinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121668224631734824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666216099572397963.post-81650363217959370642010-04-17T18:07:00.001-07:002010-04-17T19:19:15.644-07:00Day 20.. No Whiners!!!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8pqsAkHLNI/AAAAAAAAAP8/zMP7PVJFiwI/s1600/021.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461294802438401234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8pqsAkHLNI/AAAAAAAAAP8/zMP7PVJFiwI/s320/021.JPG" /></a><br />Day 20... This morning was a continuation from yesterday because I didn't really sleep. My sweet baby girl has a sore throat so she moaned and cried all night in my bed. When she was actually sleeping she was talking in her sleep and then would start crying again. She then started spitting all morning because it hurt to swallow. Like I have said before, it's usually drama anytime I have a race the next day. Remember last week I was up with Cameron the night before Cap10k because he took his fingernail off. Let's just say almost everytime I race, I count on little to no sleep. Just roll with it. <br /><br />At 7:30 it was time to leave for Muleshoe Bend Park where my race was. Drive time was about 50-55 minutes. Everyone is in the car. Morgan is a trooper. We get close to our destination but, Rob forgets where the turn is OMG... are you kidding. We have 30 minutes until race start, and no cell phone connection and you forgot the turn off?? My Heart Rate was going through the roof. Right as he was about to make his 3rd wrong turn, Steve shows up behind us.. can we say "answered prayer" He leads us down and I keep my mouth shut. I still have 20 minutes to warmup. Steve is a great friend of ours and I am coaching him for Triathlon!! He's gonna kill it tomorrow..<br /><br />Anyhoo, I get out of the car and start my warmup. It's very humid and overcast and the trail is super muddy and slick. But, we all have the same circumstances so, I just hope I am the most nibble and quick for today. <br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8peHswtLCI/AAAAAAAAANk/UyIHv5mUOkY/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8peHswtLCI/AAAAAAAAANk/UyIHv5mUOkY/s320/001.JPG" wt="true" /></a>Before Race Start.... </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8peMQHSYrI/AAAAAAAAANs/RoGX1MnurCg/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8peMQHSYrI/AAAAAAAAANs/RoGX1MnurCg/s320/002.JPG" wt="true" /></a>On your Mark...<a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8pi6Oj34tI/AAAAAAAAAPk/aurS6rAzsyw/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8pi6Oj34tI/AAAAAAAAAPk/aurS6rAzsyw/s320/005.JPG" wt="true" /></a>And their OFF.. 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I'm in the lead, Jamie Cleveland, Pro Triathlete, and super great runner and owner of Hill Country Running Store in Austin, marking my number. </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8pee4YLn_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/4dcdsI86GAI/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8pee4YLn_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/4dcdsI86GAI/s320/028.JPG" wt="true" /></a>Coming around for the second loop and into the finish... Still in the lead!!! YeeHAW!!!!!Go Spidey!!!</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8pqSRr__AI/AAAAAAAAAP0/_3cPiHQuUhQ/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8pqSRr__AI/AAAAAAAAAP0/_3cPiHQuUhQ/s320/018.JPG" wt="true" /></a>Our 3 little Xterra runners, Fin(steve's son) Cameron and Morgan!</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8penQQE1nI/AAAAAAAAAOM/CmuR1g_FbN8/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8penQQE1nI/AAAAAAAAAOM/CmuR1g_FbN8/s320/031.JPG" wt="true" /></a>One of my biggest cheerleaders!!! </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">This was a fabulous trail race and I absolutely LOVED it!!! Sheer FUN!!! Frolickling through the woods and getting muddy and, let's just say.. This ROCKED!!! Go Xterra and Pure Austin for putting this on. Also, race director Mike Carter!! Great Job!</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">There was hamburgers, hotdogs, cold drinks, and cold beer from NXNW.. North by NorthWest Brewery. </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8pevffavQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ehFsoBt8Dpk/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8pevffavQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ehFsoBt8Dpk/s320/037.JPG" wt="true" /></a>Rob and Steve hanging out!</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Also, let's not forget the after race contests. First prize for eating a banana the fastest get's compt entry into the next Xterra event.. I'm in!!! </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">I WIN!! I ate that banana in like 3 seconds flat!! I couldn't believe I did that!! I beat out the guys!! Who Knew.. Sorry I don't have any pictures of that..LOL. </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Next was the Gatorade chugging contest... Free pair of Xterra Trail Running Shoes.. I'm in again and out of all these people only 4 people enter the contest and I'm the only girl.. Hey, that's like 100 bucks.. I give it all I have and I don't chug Gatorade.. Drats... I got beat on this one..I think that guy Bonged that Gatorade.</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"> Oh well... It was hilarious and I love that fun part!! It's why we race!!! iPLAY right!! </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">It's getting time for me to get the kids home, its chilly and Morgan is not doing well. We are waiting for the Awards. I actually was Overall Female winner. I was so Stoked!!!!!!! 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They were running with our car.</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8pfVhwJhoI/AAAAAAAAAPM/8koIW2GwhCU/s1600/071.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8pfVhwJhoI/AAAAAAAAAPM/8koIW2GwhCU/s320/071.JPG" wt="true" /></a></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">After about 25 minutes this was the back seat.</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8pfLropkRI/AAAAAAAAAO8/6RN3rIVtMqQ/s1600/077.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8pfLropkRI/AAAAAAAAAO8/6RN3rIVtMqQ/s320/077.JPG" wt="true" /></a><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8pfQxbg1XI/AAAAAAAAAPE/OZwJ4fpnzdQ/s1600/079.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8pfQxbg1XI/AAAAAAAAAPE/OZwJ4fpnzdQ/s400/079.JPG" width="400" height="267" wt="true" /></a>Who raced today?? These kids were wiped out!!! We get home and everyone is taking a nap?? What? Why am I still awake and cleaning house? Whatever.. The neighbor children keep ringing the door bell and finally I let the kids go play. I warned them Morgan was sick, but kids will be kids. </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">At about 5pm, I head over to my dear friend Kaari and Jason's. They are moving soon and this was a moving out party. I get the kids and off we go. We arrive early because tonight will be an early night for me. After some great food and some great conversation, it's 7:15 and time for me to get the kids home and to bed with me following soon after.</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Rob and Steve are both racing Xterra tomorrow. I am hoping for solid finishes from both of them. We'll be up bright and early to go out and cheer them on!! So after an very exciting day 20!! iSwim, iRide, iRun, iPlay and today iHad a BLAST!! Go Xterra!!</div>iRuniTri Multisport Coachinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121668224631734824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666216099572397963.post-15227638933456113482010-04-16T20:16:00.000-07:002010-04-16T20:30:21.077-07:00Day 21... Going Out to Have Some Fun!!!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8kpPFoXldI/AAAAAAAAANM/xqEOaUx7Euc/s1600/fundayfriday.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460941362349708754" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8kpPFoXldI/AAAAAAAAANM/xqEOaUx7Euc/s320/fundayfriday.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 225px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 225px;" /></a><br />
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<div>Today I get to take Cameron to school by myself.. Daddy is home so, Morgan decided for once she wanted to stay home. Sometimes this does make things a little easier, drop off just seems quicker and less rushed if that makes any sense. </div><br />
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<div>Today though my mom called me from Germany. My parents are away on a trip to the <em>Mother Land</em> and she was doing some shopping for my special European Bedding. Let me tell you IT IS LUSH. I love me some new bedding but, I'll have to get a job just to pay for it. I forgot about the CRAZY EURO... UGH... So, I am talking to her and getting Cameron to school. This was not one of those let me call you right back calls, so I had to talk to her. "hold on a second mom, got to give Cameron a hug and kiss." MUAH!! He's on his way and I am back to discussing bedding colors for the duvet covers. Perfect.. Whatever ... That's great!! </div><br />
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<div>I sure do miss the Deutsche Mark. I actually still have some, not worth crap though. I use to go to Germany a few times a month when I was a Flight Attendant. I have run many a street in Frankfurt.. Running along the Main River in Frankfurt in the fall is one of the most beautiful places.. I just loved it. I do miss flying if I haven't mentioned that. One of these days I'll talk about why I had to leave, let's just say jet setting(flying International) and being based in Los Angeles and living in Austin; Commuting to LA for work made home life very stressful. Especially when we had 2 babies at home, and a husband who also traveled for work... VERY COMPLICATED!</div><br />
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<div>OK, so back to my day. I came home, read the paper, which I do every morning. Yes, I am old school. I love to hold the paper in my hand and touch the ink. I love that my hands get black from the paper and I have to go wash them when I am done. I also like to finish it ASAP so I can put it in the recycling bin.(sometimes before Rob gets to read it....lol) STDD.. Same Thing Different Day.. I guess you could say. Once done with that it was time for me to hit the ground running.</div><br />
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<div>Since I am racing tomorrow, today I had my 4 mile run with 40 second strides. I usually do 10 with one to grow on.. and special effects at the end. My Special Effects are the crazy drills I do around my block just to make sure all my neighbors really know I am a little crazy. Just in case they questioned it, I have a method to my madness... sometimes. After I was all done, I came in and picked up, showered and then it was time for some errands.</div><div></div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I am done for my evening I have got to get some rest tonight. I feel ready but, I have one true competitor that I know of tomorrow. When I was at the packet pick-up I looked over the list, which I NEVER DO, but I was just curious for some reason. I didn't recognize any names except one, and she is a PRO. I finished ahead of her at the Cap10k by almost a minute but, tomorrow is a new day and she is FAST!! So, I have to put my game face on. I'll Keep you posted!! Until tomorrow.... iSwim, iRide, iRun, iPlay... SWIM HARD, RIDE HARD, RUN HARDER and PLAY HARDEST!!! YeeHAW!!!</div><br />
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<div></div>iRuniTri Multisport Coachinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121668224631734824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666216099572397963.post-13971334102859892312010-04-15T15:34:00.000-07:002010-04-15T18:49:13.207-07:00Day 22... WooHoo!!!<div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 122px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460545891853921394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8fBjrOr7HI/AAAAAAAAAME/tKSavYC7p2Q/s320/car+22.jpg" /><br /><br /><br /><div>Day 22... Today, I have to say has been pretty low key... Took Cameron to school, came back home, and got Morgan ready for <em>Mommy's Day Out</em>. The funny thing is, this is how she came outside.<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8ewiixFQwI/AAAAAAAAALk/HD0ma7c-C8U/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8ewiixFQwI/AAAAAAAAALk/HD0ma7c-C8U/s320/002.JPG" wt="true" /></a>Hmmmm tape on the mouth.. Sometimes if only. I had to laugh and thought to myself, silence is nice sometimes, but I live for my children's laughter. They have their moments.. I am sure most children do. </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"> </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">With Morgan off to MDO, I head to the pool for a short swim. I am racing on Saturday so that changes my weekly workouts some, and dramatically reduced my duration. I warm up, swim my 40 straight and finished my workout with a few more sets. Hopped out and into the shower. I have a few things to do before I get my little darlings.<br /><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">First things first, I need to pick up my bike from VO2, and drop off a DROPOFF box for shoes for the Shoe Bank <a href="http://www.shoebank.org/">http://www.shoebank.org/</a> VO2 will give 10% off new shoes for anyone who drops off their old ones. So go get some new shoes!!!<br /><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">My bike got a new rear deraileur..</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"> </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8eynrxp6cI/AAAAAAAAALs/gwB1uRYQ4uU/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img style="WIDTH: 308px; HEIGHT: 400px" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8eynrxp6cI/AAAAAAAAALs/gwB1uRYQ4uU/s320/003.JPG" width="496" height="400" wt="true" /></a>It's the part with Ultegra on it. Mine was bent and needed replacing. Next on my list is the cassette. That is the part the chain goes on that changes gears. My cogs are DONE. Then come the Aerobars... Carbon. I can feel the smoothness in my ride thinking about it. As usual, Gustavo at VO2 goes above and beyond to make sure everything on my bike is perfect. I will never sell this bike, I just love it to much.. It's a Cervelo P2K, nice and stiff. I will hopefully one day though to have a full carbon fiber ride..Now that's SWEET! But, right now, you get what you get and you don't throw a fit.<br /><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">After that, I head to my massage. A much needed massage. I usually get one a couple days before every race. Today, I was just wiped out and actually fell asleep for a bit. I get my legs worked on pretty deep which I just love. After my nice relaxing massage, I am off to get Morgan.<br /><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Pick her up and we head to the One Stop Mommy Shop which is one of two places, Super Target, or Walmart. Today was Walmart. Diet Dr. Pepper is on Sale.. 24 pack for 5 bucks.. Hard to beat. For those that know me it's one of my BIG VICES. I've been drinking Diet DR. Pepper since it went from the Blue Can to the now<br /><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8e3f0Lg0sI/AAAAAAAAAL0/56_o6ogIBqA/s1600/Diet+DP.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8e3f0Lg0sI/AAAAAAAAAL0/56_o6ogIBqA/s320/Diet+DP.jpg" wt="true" /></a>Red and White can.. Everyone has a food/drink vice. Mine is Dark Chocolate and Diet Dr.Pepper. So, if the world didn't already know. You know now!<br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">As we were in the store it started pouring rain outside. OMG.. Did I close the sunroof.. We'll if I didn't it's too late now. We head to the car. WHEW.. I closed it, thankfully. Load up the car and off to get Cameron. It's not pouring now, just a light sprinkle.<br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">We get to the school and by the way the cars are lined up, you'd think the rain was going to melt people, that just makes me laugh and I park and walk. I have rain superpowers that keep me from melting I guess. We don't have an umbrella either, OH WELL. We love to play in the rain anyway.<br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Off we go back home. We really just painted pictures and played on the computer. It was soon dinner time and Rob was on his way home from the airport. Cameron and Morgan were sooo happy daddy was coming home. They painted pictures for him and Morgan actually saved him a piece of her favorite Amy's Spinach Pizza. I had to laugh. Just one piece though. She eats the entire pizza.<br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Rob gets the kids to bed so I can write. I am ready to sit and watch a little TV actually. Something I rarely do. So.. Off I go.. iSwim, iBike, iRun, iPlay.. try to catch me if you can!!</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>iRuniTri Multisport Coachinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121668224631734824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666216099572397963.post-76461591853996109592010-04-14T19:37:00.000-07:002010-04-14T19:44:52.278-07:00Day 23...<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8Z9mw5tqTI/AAAAAAAAALc/YAvzH8C9ud0/s1600/23.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460189703148775730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8Z9mw5tqTI/AAAAAAAAALc/YAvzH8C9ud0/s320/23.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Day 23... Started at about 6am with my dog licking herself like crazy, and the sound makes me tuck my head under the pillow. It just sounds gross. I cuddle with Cameron and Morgan for a while then it's time to get moving. I get Cameron to school. Morgan and I head back home. I am training on my spin bike this morning. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I have a meeting at 10:30 so, I want to go ahead and get part of my workout in. I warm up for a few minutes and then ride for ...40 minutes. Nice and easy. I love having a Spin bike at home to train on because of my children. It makes training more accessible, I have no excuses. I love that! I am done and it's time to get ready. Morgan is going to play with Ella today while I'm gone. She's soooo excited. I had to tell her they were out shopping because I was not dropping her off until a bit before 10am. She was all dressed and waiting in the car. She went so far as to bring me a towel and clothes while I was in the shower. She was in a mad rush to go. I arrived to my meeting early. I love to be early.. No stress. Met some great ladies from Team in Training and discussed Coaching for the Triathlon Team here in Austin.. I was Head Coach for the Marathon Team in Los Angeles, South Bay Chapter. Coaching people to achieve something they never dreamed possible is so amazing. Every one of these people does this program to GIVE BACK. Some are survivors, some have family or friends with Leukemia. Others sadly, have had family or friends who have lost the battle to this disease. They all have a reason, they all have a story. A cause for why they are here. I love being a part that can encourage them to reach the FINISH. After our meeting, I headed back to get Morgan and of course she was not ready to go, so I just talked with my dear friend Kaari for a while until I insisted we go. We ran by the house, then it was off to the gym. I was running out of time... Pun Intended:o). Today was a Dreadmill, I mean Treadmill run. </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8Z0Vj6cavI/AAAAAAAAALM/JiPbASnvV-8/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8Z0Vj6cavI/AAAAAAAAALM/JiPbASnvV-8/s320/002.JPG" wt="true" /></a><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8Z0TliCFkI/AAAAAAAAALE/bBj8hcvU254/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8Z0TliCFkI/AAAAAAAAALE/bBj8hcvU254/s320/001.JPG" wt="true" /></a>Good Times. </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">The reality is, I would rather be outdoors. For the 13 Years I was a Flight Attendant I trained on Treadmills for thousands of miles because of late night arrivals, early morning departures, unsafe conditions, you name it. I have run on treadmills at every hour in the day and night to get my training in. I know almost every gym and the kind of treadmills they have on every layover that United AIrlines has in the USA, Germany, London, Japan, Sydney, Melbourne, and South America, and I am very picky about my treadmills at this point. I have trained for countless marathons, and Half Ironmans, and Ironmans on treadmills.</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">I would rather be outside. I do think treadmills are a useful tool for training and pacing but, for some reason I do dread the thought of training on one. Once I get going, all is good and I am happy as a clam. I can run even intervals at specific paces and times and it's great. It's just the freedom that running gives me outdoors, that I love. </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Now that my children are older and heavier, they actually out weigh me when I run with them in the stroller, by over 20 lbs. So, when Rob is out of town, I am forced indoors. I am grateful to have an amazing gym that I can go to that has all the best equipment and amneties for me to use. THAT makes me happy. </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">After my 40 minute run.. Again hit the 40, it was time to get Morgan from the Kid's Gym and get Cameron from school. </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">At this point I really didn't have a plan but, I was hungry. I was driving around and started to head to ThunderCloud Subs for a sandwich to eat at the park while my kids played. At the last second I flipped a U-turn. I don't want a stinkin' sandwich, I want a BURGER.. YUM! </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">We head to my favorite burger place...</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyxfz6gN6i618wbdmaXYnxXVKlp766AQal8lX_bPm80nFLPqNIFMsrwvT0ESrzbUWBREh3REeNpckrWIUb3pw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>and they have an amazing park/play area for the kids. I just got 2 birds with one stone. SCORE!!!<br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8Z6RHCnoMI/AAAAAAAAALU/oGzRUzok4m8/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JIZAgkLjtTQ/S8Z6RHCnoMI/AAAAAAAAALU/oGzRUzok4m8/s320/004.JPG" wt="true" /></a>Now that's what I call a burger.. I do apologize to those of you who don't eat meat. But, it's part of what I did, and for me a juicy burger maybe 2-3 times a year just ROCKS!!</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">After this we head home, doesn't take 2 minutes before we are inside that my doorbell is ringing. I think they stalk us.. LOL. I just love it. We have a short playtime though, it's already 5:30. 6pm and it's dinner time at my house so, time for all to go. I'm not eating. That burger will last me until tomorrow. So worth it!</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">At last, all is quiet and my children are tucked gently in the bed. All and all Day 23 was..LOVELY..Be Safe... iSwim, iBike, iRun, iPlay.. ALL DAY!!!</div>iRuniTri Multisport Coachinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121668224631734824noreply@blogger.com0