Saint Charles,IL 
  • 52m 20s
  • 15.04 miles
  • 17.24 Mi/hr

This was supposed to be intervally, and for once I actually did it. Tough sometimes with traffic and intersections and stuff, and I forgot to hit the LAP button for the first 10' interval. So the first set of numbers includes warm up + 10' Z3.

1) 25:01 AHR 126/ASPD 16.4
2) 2:00 AHR 124/ASPD 14.1
3) 10:00 AHR 133/ASPD 19.2
4) 2:00 AHR 125/ASPD 15.8
5) 10:00 AHR 127/ASPD 19.4
6) 3:05 AHR 113/ASPD 13.6
Now! Run!

  • 21m 35s
  • 1.73 miles
  • 12m 29s /Mi

1) 10:11 AHR 131
2) 16:23 AHR 129
3) 09:54 AHR 145
4) 19:12 AHR 131
5) 09:52 AHR 145
6) 19:27 AHR 134
7) 10:18 AHR 147
8) 18:03 AHR 140
9) 10:03 AHR 147
10) 19:51 AHR 140
11) WALKING 18:36ish

This average includes the last walking... for 5+ minutes until I got back home. So I'm not really THAT slow.
Can't upload this stuff like normal because it's considered a MULTISPORT workout. :P

In the photo flipper today:

This is one of my favorite photos of me and my sister, despite the fact we were sitting on a parking curb. The date was 8/19/2000.  Almost 8 years ago! Wow! None of those clothes fit me anymore. All too big and long gone, but I do still have the shoes, which I still think are adorable, if not ridiculously uncomfortable. Anyway, we were at an outdoor event @ Hooters, featuring Kevin Matthews, a local Chicago ((hilarious)) DJ. 
7:10 AM: WOW. I've been sleeping like there's no tomorrow. Knocked out cold, dreams all night long, comatose sleeping. Last night I had a dream Schmeeeeeeze came to my office and demanded I put BT on a CD for him so he could take it with him someplace... I was like... "It's the internet, you can take it where-ever you go if you have a computer..." I was very irritated because he didn't make sense and he was in a hurry, and I had work to do. Told him to go find Chris. (Who apparently worked with me...) THEN I had a dream I was on tour with Motley Crue. [I've been reading the Heroin Diaries (Nikki Sixx,) so at least we know where that came from....]

  • 29m 47s
  • 2.50 miles
  • 11m 55s /Mi

The Garmin didn't register until I was waaaaaay at the end of my street. So I added .25 onto my total. Had a really hard time locating satellites today. Probably the thick layer of insulating WATER we have hanging over us.

Holy Humidity. And about 95 degrees. The breeze was hot and moist. Awful running conditions. EEEEEEW.

HR a little on the high side because of the humidity, I bet.

7:27 AM: Potentially VERY busy day in store for me today. I am on call for 2 trials in the city. At the same time. If they both go, I will need to figure out how to clone myself, so I can attend them simultaneously. Wish me luck. Then I have a very short run on the sked. Maybe I will have the clone do it. Heh. There's an idea.
10:31 AM: Both of my trials have been continued!! I can call off the cloning research. But what should I do with this sheep?

  • Health data: Hours slept: 8.25
  • 27m 27s
  • 1400.00 yards
  • 01m 58s /100 yards

The shortest swim I've done in a year. (!!) Maybe longer!

200 easy free
250 closed fist + pull buoy
4 x 200 descending
1) 3:20
2) 3:19
3) 3:16
4) 3:14
150 cool down

Taaaaaa Daaaaa! And I'm home before 7:15 pm!

8:04 AM: Short short swimmy on the docket for tonight. 1400. That's usually just the warm up! Laughing

In the photo flipper today:

Whitney, me and Amy. 4/20/2002. A photo from my defunct wedding, which lead to my defunct marriage. If wedding photos were in the photo flipper, I kept them there, as long as the groom wasn't in them. The wedding. It happened. The marriage, it happened too. Not much I can say about it that hasn't already been said. Do I wish I wouldn't have done it? Hmmmmmmmm, no. It was a bad relationship and an even worse marriage but I am happy with the person I've become as a result of all of it. Or perhaps in spite of all of it. So. Thereyougo.
12:10 PM: "Hold On Loosely" is on the radio. 38 Special. Nice. Reminds me of the annual Pow Wow Days Carnival held in downtown Westmont when I was in Jr. High and High School. We used to ride the FLYING BOBS. How come I can remember things like that, almost down to the last specific detail, but I misplace my keys, put the milk in the cabinet, and the cereal in the fridge? Clearly, I'm losing my mind.

  • 20m


8:36 AM: I've got myself a weekend rest day today. I think I will clean my entire house. Like mopping the floors, and changing the sheets, and doing all of the things I keep meaning to do, but just fall a bit short during the regular week. Today also starts my taper. This is good because my legs are killing me. I will do my core work today, though. I blew it off on Friday. Will do it today, and I'll make it good. Promise.

Reflections re: yesterday's bricky. I liked it. And I think it will do me some good to do more of that kind of stuff next year for IMWI. My training needs to hurt. Maybe not HURT so much as just be exceptionally uncomfortable for an extended period of time. That's how I build endurance and learn to tolerate the inevitable aches I always develop. I was fairly miserable throughout most of my training in 2006, yet I had my best HIM to date. Probably because the race felt easy in comparison to my heinous training. There's a balance, though, especially due to my propensity to break myself. Can't break myself. Must not break myself.

In other news: dumpster and I saw DARK KNIGHT last night. Creep-o-rama. Heath Leger is VERY disturbing as the Joker....

Here's a photo for you all... Nothing good has come up in the photo flipper recently. So today, since I had time, I scoured the archives to bring you this:

I believe we were acting out the song BLINDED BY THE LIGHT. One can never be sure, though. The date was April 26, 1991. You can see the stack of plastic beer cups off to the right. Who knows what we were doing after that many beers. This was the end of my Junior year in college. I made the Dean's list. Despite my penchant for excessive imbibing. Or perhaps because of it. There are many things we will never know for sure. Surprised

10:26 PM: My house is cleeeeeeeeeeeean. I made dinner for me and dumpy. I did my corework. Quite the accomplished day, if I do say so myself. I ran a bunch of errands also. I scarcely left the house, which was nice. Am sorta sick of the out-of-doors. When you spend as much time suffering in the elements as we do, a period of extended air conditioning that does not involve work is a good thing! Now, going to lay my weary head down on my CLEAN SHEETS and sleep like a princess. Good Night!

Bike #1
  • 1h 26m 59s
  • 26.18 miles
  • 18.06 Mi/hr

A very nice bike ride. Felt fast. A little windy but not too bad... was able to keep it in Z2 for most of this ride... til the very end, when this guy in a Kona jersey passed me like I was standing still. (I was going 18.5 @ the time) I, of course, couldn't let that stand, so I busted up to him, and stayed on him til I turned off...I was close to him, but not close enough to draft. I wanted to race him, not creep him out. We were going 22-24 mph. Loved it.

I didn't know the guy, which is unusual, since he's a triathlete tooling around my 'hood. I think I shocked the heck out of him, though. Heh.

I realize that wasn't on the plan, but I like to do those things to remind myself I *can*. I don't think it had too much of a negative impact on my run afterwards.


The "LAP" info is all messed up, as I think it kept going while I was doing my "transition" or something. There's 10 extra minutes in there.

Run #1
  • 59m 30s
  • 5.05 miles
  • 11m 47s /Mi

Not so bad. Stiff to get started, but felt pretty good, considering my little hammer fest.

Bike #2
  • 57m 46s
  • 16.26 miles
  • 16.89 Mi/hr

This is where it started to get windy and hot. Hot. Windy. Windy. Hot.

Run #2
  • 29m 54s
  • 2.44 miles
  • 12m 15s /Mi

HALP! I'm melting. My legs are stiff and sore and I'm choking on my own sweat. I'm 6 inches from the surface of the sun!


8:45 AM: Home! I have a righteous 4 hour bricky today. Bike/Run/Bike/Run. Am scared. Spent the night at Chris' house watching OLD SCHOOL and sharing 1 too many bottles of wine. So, not only am I a wee bit scared, I'm also a wee bit hung over. Now, don't you worry, OLD SCHOOL was over in time for us to see Sylvain Chavanel win the TdF stage after a long ass break away. Yes. We're geeks.

Now, the plan is to get myself re-hydrated here, get my crap together, and get on my bike.

If you need me, I'll be biking and/or running someplace in a 16ish mile radius to my home in CL. Just sos you know.  Surprised

  • 1h 05m
  • 3300.00 yards
  • 01m 58s /100 yards

200 swim
100 breast
400 swim (sprint every 4th) :20
4 x 200 @ 3:00 & descend
(This didn't work out so well, did the first one at 3:00 and the last 3 @ 3:04-05)
2 x 400 (6:10 & 6:12ish) :20
200 cool down

With our new swim coach George. He's gonna kick our asses. Took Katie out of Pete's lane and put me in, in an effort to make us both faster. We'll see how that goes.

Small group today. Swam outside, though, so that was nice. :)


5:09 AM:
Up early for Masters. Wow. I'm tired. Had dreams all night about Steelhead. Not good ones. Like disorganized, Icantfindthefinishline dreams.

Also had dreams about my HS reunion. It was taking place in a library where we could take books without checking them out... but it was an "honesty" test. Like you were NOT SUPPOSED to take the books without checking them out, but you COULD. I started to take a yoga book and something else, and I wasn't going to check them out. But at the last minute I just left them behind. I didn't want the pressure of having to return them on time, and I'd have to return them on time if I checked them out the "honest" way. So I just left them. WTF could that mean?

Dreaming so much is draining. I got some crappy sleep last night. Cats running all over the place too, playing with shoelaces at 3:18 AM. Don't they need to sleep!?

  • Health data: Hours slept: 6.75
  • 1h 06m 30s
  • 5.69 miles
  • 11m 41s /Mi

Run run run run run. A decent run for me.

Got up voluntarily early today... (6:20ish) so I could put my laundry away. I've had this basket of clean, folded, laundry sitting in the TV room for several weeks. MUST. PUT. AWAY. Have no idea why this has turned into such a chore for me. And it took the better part of 45 minutes to file it all away into my closet and drawers. *SIGH* I may have too many clothes. Surprised
In the photo flipper today: A blast from the past. January 1987. I love how the snow is falling in those great big giant flakes in this photo. My haircut was a real hack job. Bangs were too short and curling up my forehead. EEEEEK. On the left is my friend Michelle. On the right, of course, is Rachael. In front is Tammy. I have no idea what happened to Tammy. Rachael and Michelle and I still keep in touch regularly.

4:28 PM : "Oh Sherry!" Is on the radio... Sing it with me...

  • Health data: Hours slept: 8.25

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