December 2008


Did I mention I’m doing an Ironman?

Yeah.  I know.  Hasn’t slipped my mind either.

STUPID EXCITED.

Last week  I confirmed with my favorite coach in the whole world that — indeed — she would take me on as an athlete for 2009.  I know that I will get me across the finish line, but this lady will get me to the starting line ready to finish.

I can’t wait to start working with a coach again.  I love handing the control over to someone who knows what (the heck) they’re doing.  All I have to do is show up and do the work.  And that’s exactly what I’m going to do.

We’re not going to get together until after the holidays, so I have some time to find my dusty running shoes and get directions to the new Y swimming pool.  It’ll be like first day, freshman year.  Although this time I know there actually is a pool.

It also means it’s time to clean out my training closet, get rid of the junk, and get the useful stuff handy.  Paddle, fins, body glide, Yaxtraks, suits, etc.  It’s all there somewhere.

I also need to complete the tome that is my Athlete Information form.  This always turns into a 10 page endeavor of likely more information that Liz ever would want to know about me.  But more is more.  (Right?  No?)

I spent two hours working on it last week.  Two hours and didn’t finish.  Two hours and promptly failed to save the version I was working in.  I’m a IDJUDT.  Confirmed.

So this week I have to tackle the form again, and this time save it.

In the mean time…I need to start working out again.

It’s been a while.  A long while. And we all know it’s that first run that’s the hardest.

But, I just have to rip the bandaid and get out there.  I’m going to shoot for a loose schedule like this.

Run – MWF – low mileage, some walking first week or so, only base building pace.

Swim – TTh – get my arms back, focus on form, lots of drill work to get back into good habits.

Bike – WSat – get some muscle memory back, some cadence drills to work on efficiency, nothing crazy.

Weights – TTh – very low weight, high rep, ease into building muscle mass from extended time off.

Today is the first day of iron training, 2009.  Oh boy.

I’ve also decided to build a new home for my blogging energies.  It was mainly a response to my boredom with the blogger platform and need to create something beyond the IM Able world I had built there, and my distaste for the WordPress platform.

I am, as we know, a fickle woman.

The new site has a place for me to blog about life outside of sport, as well as continue to track my training and racing.  It also has a place for me to throw up details about my cooking and to share photos and (someday) video.

There are different RSS feeds for each of the pages, so you can subscribe to any or all, depending on what you give a darn about.  All you have to do (for those whose internet savvy is on par with my own!) is click on the RSS feed button on the page you’d like to stay updated on (e.g., Chopping as Therapy) and copy and paste the url of the resulting page into your reader subscription.  (The subscription titles are a little wonky, and I’m sorry for that.  I’ll figure out how to fix that as soon as the athlete form is done.  Again.)

Anyway, without further adieu…

My new Mac webpage: An Approximation Thereof.

Thanks for visiting!

As you know, this whole wedding planning time I’ve had some other ideas bouncing around in my head.

Because, of course, I never seem to slow down.

And since the jury is still out as to whether that is a good thing or a bad thing, I’m going to keep riding the impulse until someone tells me life is supposed to be different.

So, this morning I signed up for this:

b2b

The full iron distance.

I’ll let you think about that one for a second.

I KNOW!

I’ve always known that this year is one of my last for a pre-baby iron distance.  And I hemmed and hawed about which and when and ultimately lost the chance at the ideal race (IMAZ) because I was busy honeymooning.  (Which actually means I was napping and/or eating.  Or taking a bath.  Or watching CSI.  Or all of the above.)

And I was seriously bummed because I had convinced myself that the course was perfect and the financial investment was okay and I had already had the thumbs up from Michael for it all.

And then Molly clued me into the fact that it had sold out.  SOLD OUT.  Just like that.  While I was relaxing.

Boy, was a bummed.

So, Michael and I talked about it and the possibility of IMKY came up.  It’s the only one left.  And the terrain scares me.  And the cost was also substantial.  I just didn’t feel the race like I needed to, you know?  I had reservations before starting, which would be a bad place to start.

And the thought of a non-IM brand was discussed.  And we both realized that I could do the distance — glory and all — with freeing up all those extra resources for something (someone) I really need to get me across the finish line.

You know who I mean.

It’s not the IM brand, and that does make a difference to me.  The experience is different, I know that already.  But it was my moment to compromise.  Because we’re a team.  I could do an IM brand, but I want to buy a new house just as much as Michael does.  And when you get married, your spouse will always want to give you the world in an oyster, it’s your responsibility to only take what you need.  And, the honest answer is that I only need the distance.  I don’t need the m-dot.

So, Beach to Battleship it is.  And I’m STUPID EXCITED for it already.

I’m going to rock this race, guys.  Rock it.