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    March 30th, 2009adminuncategorized

    the run went as well as i could have hoped.  the sun came out the morning of ing.  it was good to see the sunshine after the days of rainy weather.  i was happy to be back in the race environment, the excitement, the crowds, the energy, everything.  it made me wish i was more fit.  it made me wish i was excited to race that day.  i knew i had limitations.  i dislike limitations about as much as i enjoyed the last couple days of rain.  limitations are just another form of excuses except they are legitimit due to behavior.  i’ve condemmed my behavior more often than not over the last couple months.

    it has been tough though. it has been a tough couple months.   i’ve always amazed myself with how much ‘life’ i have been able to fit in my life, but as far as major life stressors go… DAMN, i am living!  i made a list though of things i needed to do over the next couple weeks in order to feel grounded, stable, and move forward with my life.  i have one item to finish on the list.  it is sort of important though.  i need to get a tri bike.  riiiight.  you need that to do triathlons. i have put on a calendar all my races, my income, and my living accommodations for the next couple months. the point of my ocd rant, however, is that looking in on it all (my life), i understand why i have had a hard time moving forward.  i was doing the best i could, but life has been a bit of a cluster fuck.  i was doing the long runs, well most of them, but not the fast runs.  speed, tempo, what?!?

    limitations (excuses) aside, my goal was to enjoy ing.  whatever…that meant.  i just wanted to find enjoyment in the day.  i went out hard.  i ran 7:20 the first mile on accident.  i slowed from there.  i knew for most of the run i needed to keep my heart rate in the mid-160s.  the 3:40 group passed me about mile 12 and i decided i wanted to try to hold 8:15s with them for as long as i could.  i ran just in front of them for awhile, i ran just behind them for awhile, and then eventually i just started to fall off.  it wasn’t there, the lack of training, caught up with me about mile 22, and my legs were ready to be done.  i crossed the finish line, saw my boyfriend sporting my large pink bag, and whined/asked/begged to go straight to the car and then home.  i was done.  i am happy enough though.  3:46 isn’t professional triathlete good, but it could have been a lot worse.

    i am excited for the coming month though.  i have 24 more days of house sitting which means 24 days of stable, no moving, no un-nescesary stress or drama.  how much can i accomplish in 24 days?  i am excited for nash-vegas marathon in late april.  i simply find comfort that i am excited for exercise and events that take place in the future.


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