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swimming

By on Jul 11, 2014 | 0 comments

People often ask me about the swim portion of the triathlon.  Other triathletes I meet always bring up the swim, oh the swim portion.  I have learned that for most people who do triathlons, the swim is the most dreaded, the most worrisome and for those who don’t do triathlons but have a longing to do them, the swim is often what keeps them from participating. When I tell other triathletes that I used to competitive swim, that I used to be a lifeguard, that I am more at home in water than anywhere else in this world, they sigh and tell me that I am so lucky, that I have nothing to worry about with regards to triathlons.  Of course, all of these people have been running since they were wee little so they don’t understand my running fears surrounding my asthma or my legs that were growing wrong when I was young and had to wear those torturous shoes.  Anyway, this post...

my first triathlon

By on Jul 8, 2014 | 2 comments

It has been a week since I raced in my first triathlon and it almost feels like a dream at this point.  I have no idea how to describe it never mind how I feel about it but I am going to try. It was, in a word, amazing. My son picked me up at 6 in the morning, the sun was shining bright as we packed up our bikes and I hefted my triathlon gear over my shoulder.  I put on my tri-suit before we left and grabbed some hard boiled eggs and chopped up fruit from the fridge along with my water bottles filled with water, freshly squeezed lemon juice and a pinch of salt and a pinch of sugar.  We drove the 30 or so minutes to the site, arriving at 6:30.  There were already athletes racking their bikes and setting up the transition area but we were early enough to get a good spot so we were able to set up at the end of a rack beside each other.  I carefully laid out my transition area on top of my...

by this time tomorrow …

By on Jun 30, 2014 | 2 comments

I will be a triathlete.  Even though I have been training for the past 6 months though the first month I wasn’t really training, I was just trying to coax this body into some gentle activity after the years of dormancy.  I sort of chuckle now when I think of my leisurely walks around the neighbourhood as exercise, though it was and it was a needed and necessary part of this evolution I now think. I have a good life and I sit here at my window watching the roses sway in the breeze, the bees and dragonflies work wild pops of colour in my gardens and listen to the birds serenade me and the chimes accompany their song.  The big old elms are heavy with leaves and whisper their secrets, a rustling meander on a morning attempting to shine.  I have good friends and good family and a good job that I actually like getting up for every morning.  I have a good life and yet there has been...

re-learning the cycling

By on Jun 19, 2014 | 1 comment

I spent the bulk of my bike training at the gym due to the cold and snowy months pushing well into the spring cycle.  This included stationary biking and spin classes and I actually started this sort of biking much earlier than I did my learning to run sessions so I sort of deluded myself into thinking that I had the bike down.  No problem I told myself.  I grew up cycling all over the place and I have the scars on my body to prove it, childhood road rash was a common klutzoid theme for me.  I have a lovely scar from a large gash on my jawline from that time when I was 5 and was trying to keep up with my dad and hit a rock or a pothole and flew off my bike, blood dripping down my body.  Or that time I was bicycling back from the playground with friends and somehow managed to run into a parked truck likely because I was blathering on or was distracted by pretty shiny and um yeah pretty...

mash up – May 2014

By on Jun 16, 2014 | 1 comment

facebook snippets because this is my space and facebook is easier but things have a tendency to get lost in the ether of too muchness. May 2014 1983. grade 10 so I was 13 almost 14. my flirtation with short hair. and yes this would be the ubiquitous school photo. wheeee. (throwbackthursday) nothing like filing your taxes at the last possible moment. yup. two years in a row. down to the wire. happily done. the real question is not whether I am physically able to do a triathlon but whether I should be allowed to. thoughts I had while attempting somewhat unsuccessfully to stop from face planting on the sidewalk. while walking. tripping over um nothing but my own feet. epic fail. I am such a klutz. so proud of Kristen Perman who is a featured artist in the second issue of seeMag and there is a polaroid girls photo set included so wheeee i also have a photo published thanks to her talent of...