WTF. First, I spent 40 min writing a lovely blog about the wonderful community that I'm meeting as I train for this tri... and then it got lost.
Now, I measure and yes, losing in waist & hips, but NOT AT ALL in the chest. If I get down a bra size & don't get down a cup size, I'm going to be TICKED. But this blog is not all about my boobs... I digress.
So I have a BUNCH of workouts to catch up on here, but I'll just hit the highlights.
Last Wed: Wed & Sat are our group days- and last week was pretty hot. We did a bike/run brick, and our very first transitions. I learned two important things.
1) My bike Skort doesn't work for running. Slips down @ the waist when I try. Not a good look. Now considering taking a skort, putting bike shorts on UNDER, and then taking that layer off at transitions. Saves the butt from pain and saves the world from seeing the butt...
2) My teammates are amazing people. I'm still the slowest, by far. I was about 2/3 of the way through the bike ride, passing the whole team just before I hit the 1/2 way turn around. So when I heard one of my teammates come up behind me, I was confused. She came back for me so that I wouldn't have to ride alone. I managed to not start crying until we finished the ride and I was transitioning to run.
Saturday: We went to Coleman Pool- I learned that chlorinated salt water is NASTY, I LOVE using fins to practice, and that I need a map of the park before I go next time. I also learned not to follow the coach's boyfriend straight up what seemed like 500 stairs.
Sunday: Pilates getting better. Instructor didn't work me to fatigue, but I still bailed on running since I was pretty beat.
Today: Miscalculated the time to get home uphill, so I went long, but still OK. My butt feels fine. Best it's been after a ride yet. This means one of two things, either I've figured out how to sit, or I'm growing immune.
Tomorrow is a swim, Wed is a team track run. The BEST thing I noticed after the horrible stairs on Sat? I may get winded super easily, but I'm recovering faster. It's good to know that I'm getting somewhere with cardio health. Maybe sometime I'll even be able to run... NAH!
Showing posts with label training. Show all posts
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Monday, June 8, 2009
Thursday, May 14, 2009
48-43-53 and 192
So I don't remember what the song was that my friends & I used to sing in HS, but there was a line with the measurements, 38-28-38. At the time, that was me. Since I refuse to weigh my self again, and I think that the world likes to see numbers, there are the measurements I'm working with now. 48-43-53. I'll try those again weekly and see if I get anything new.
When I did the 3 day, I was working a night shift, and was not able to find any friends to sign up to do it with me. This time, I have NO time, and need to make sure that someone can help me be accountable for the training. I have no desire to train, but I DO have a desire to both be prepared and finish. SO for Mother's Day, my hubby gave me a team through: http://www.heartzones.com/coaching/
Yesterday was our first group training. Most of the first few (we will meet on Wed & Sat) and we did some testing to see what our max heart rate is. Mine is 192. Evidently it will stay there, but I will hopefully be able to move my rear end faster while my heart rate doesn't increase as quickly.
Anyhow- it was POURING rain. Yes, I live in Seattle, boo-hoo, but still, who's idea was this again? I didn't have a waterproof jacket (guess how easy it is to find a running performance type jacket that zips over the girls?) so by the time I cooled off from the exertion, I was FREEZING when I got home. But it felt good that I did it. I was last, but I finished.
Today I was supposed to ride my bike and do weights. I think I'm going to use my pilates tape to make up for the weights in general, since I'm not supposed to lift over 40 lbs at all (yes, my son is about 45, yes, I break that daily) and I always feel like a MORON at the gym. Not sure who made the rule that you have to be in shape BEFORE you go to the gym, but you know what I'm talking about.
I've never really liked to have people look at me. Confused the hell out of people that my degree is in broadcast journalism, but there you go. So going a place where I get stared at is never fun. We'll see if having people cheering for me at the end helps me or makes me self-conscious.
When I did the 3 day, I was working a night shift, and was not able to find any friends to sign up to do it with me. This time, I have NO time, and need to make sure that someone can help me be accountable for the training. I have no desire to train, but I DO have a desire to both be prepared and finish. SO for Mother's Day, my hubby gave me a team through: http://www.heartzones.com/coaching/
Yesterday was our first group training. Most of the first few (we will meet on Wed & Sat) and we did some testing to see what our max heart rate is. Mine is 192. Evidently it will stay there, but I will hopefully be able to move my rear end faster while my heart rate doesn't increase as quickly.
Anyhow- it was POURING rain. Yes, I live in Seattle, boo-hoo, but still, who's idea was this again? I didn't have a waterproof jacket (guess how easy it is to find a running performance type jacket that zips over the girls?) so by the time I cooled off from the exertion, I was FREEZING when I got home. But it felt good that I did it. I was last, but I finished.
Today I was supposed to ride my bike and do weights. I think I'm going to use my pilates tape to make up for the weights in general, since I'm not supposed to lift over 40 lbs at all (yes, my son is about 45, yes, I break that daily) and I always feel like a MORON at the gym. Not sure who made the rule that you have to be in shape BEFORE you go to the gym, but you know what I'm talking about.
I've never really liked to have people look at me. Confused the hell out of people that my degree is in broadcast journalism, but there you go. So going a place where I get stared at is never fun. We'll see if having people cheering for me at the end helps me or makes me self-conscious.
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