Sunday, January 27, 2008

You Gotta Want It!


My co-workers and boss are the best. They're the most understanding bunch around AND they don't mind when I run around the office in cycling or running gear trying to get to the shower. The only problem is when they catch you on the way in from a run at lunch and your standing there in your tights while they're trying to talk work...really? Give me just a minute, I'm feeling a little exposed here. ANYWAY, I work with two former NCAA Football and Basketball players. You know, REAL athletes. For some reason I still don't think of myself as an athlete, I don't really know why but I don't. These guys were/are fierce. I kind of felt like part of their little 'athlete club' when I ran out the door at lunch the other day - bundled to the core, Gore-Tex suit, super warm hat, gloves, the whole bit. As I started to take off and as they got into their cars to go to lunch they yelled...YOU GOTTA WANT IT! ...Of course, this was in reference to the fact that it was freakin' 20 degrees out.

But they're right, YOU GOTTA WANT IT and for just a minute, I felt like part of their little club of 'real' athletes. And so, there it is, Ironman Balls to the Wall...YOU GOTTA WANT IT! I may just have to make that into a t-shirt.

Friday, January 18, 2008

VO2 Max!

In my quest to train right, I figured that VO2 Max Testing would be a good place to start. I decided to save some cash and just do the run. If you are not familiar with this torture, it's just like a stress test for the heart but with headgear. Now, the headgear feels like you're breathing through a straw and is VERY attractive. So, you're running until failure while breathing through a straw. I just wish I had pictures to share. I have tracked my average heart rate in the past but not trained to it. Now...I know why...for me to run in Zone 2, I have to keep it at 11-12 minute miles. I've seen speed walkers walk faster than that. I sit here just hoping that going slower will actually make me faster in the long run. I'm sticking to the plan but it's hard. It's hard because all of this means that I'm going it alone for a while. Just me and the dog. At least he's a cool dog and a decent conversationalist. If anyone is up for a fast walk or creeping slow run, join me, I just be plodding along those endless, slow miles.

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

Aunt Tater!



Aunt Tater (definition; term coined by Dr. Jer.) - the non-triathlon person in your life who thinks you are the greatest; this is the naive person in your life that only knows you work hard at what you do.

I, officially, have an Aunt Tater. As I was discussing with my non-athlete co-workers about how "the swim scares me the most with all those bodies flying around me," my Aunt Tater said, "What do you mean?" Then, I showed her the picture above of the open water orgy we call the Ironman swim leg. To me, it looks like total chaos. All that Aunt Tater knows is that I train a lot and everything I talk about is either swimming, riding or running. When she saw the picture...she said, "No problem, that won't matter because you'll be in front of all THOSE people."

May God Bless Aunt Tater and may she always believe that I'm a winner!

Tuesday, January 1, 2008

Snowflakes and 2008!


A run isn't going to 'get done' on its own. As I ventured out the door, on the coldest day of the year so far, I opted to leave the headphones at home, the dog at home, in lieu of a solo (and slowlow) run. I wanted to have a moment to myself to think about the year ahead because we are officially into 2008. I really can't believe it. Gulf Coast will be here before you know it so it's time to get ready! ...no more holiday excuses to eat and drink whatever I want...no more excuses to pass on a workout in favor of something else (ANYTHING ELSE).
About 10 minutes from home, in a 45 minute run, it started to snow (I use that term loosely, however). The flurries and the wind really picked up. I took off my glasses and couldn't see a thing - too many flakes getting caught in my eyelashes. I started to laugh and then tried to catch the snowflakes on my tongue. I'm certain the neighbor kids think I'm actually the crazy lady that lives down the street. As I had my little moment, laughing, catching some snow and the ever increasing wind, all I could think of is there's nothing like today. There won't be another workout, another day, another run like today. All the unique snowflakes, here today, gone tomorrow. It was cold but it was a great day. January 1, 2008 - it's ON! Hope Santa brought you everything you wanted.

IronMissy - it's official!

IronMissy - it's official!
A vision in green!