It’s been over a year since I competed in the TriFreaks Duathlon. And embarrassingly enough, I’ve had over a year to recap the event. I swear I did in fact complete the race! And placed 4th in my age group for the women’s duathlon! It was great fun, and in retrospect, I really wished I had just sucked it up and done the swimming leg of the race instead of the extra 5k leg. Pics of that grand day are in the photo gallery. There, recap complete.
I’ve had lots of time to be a lazy bum from that day over a year ago up until now. And by lots of time, I mean I had some rocky pregnancies; the full term one included activity restrictions. So I sat. And ate. And slept. Ate some more. Sausages, cheese, bread, oreos. Repeat x 9 months.
Ironically enough, I also completed a Certified Nutritional Specialist certification while I was pregnant. I swear I don’t eat like that all the time.
Thank God I only gained 28 pounds. 7 pounds and 4 ounces of which was my precious little boy child, Oliver James. See, here he is:
I’ve had lots of time to be a lazy bum from that day over a year ago up until now. And by lots of time, I mean I had some rocky pregnancies; the full term one included activity restrictions. So I sat. And ate. And slept. Ate some more. Sausages, cheese, bread, oreos. Repeat x 9 months.
Ironically enough, I also completed a Certified Nutritional Specialist certification while I was pregnant. I swear I don’t eat like that all the time.
Thank God I only gained 28 pounds. 7 pounds and 4 ounces of which was my precious little boy child, Oliver James. See, here he is:
Now with him out, I’m counting down the hours until I have clearance to work out again and be a cray fitness nut. Goodbye, sausages and sitting around. Hello, running sneakers and padded bike shorts and W&OD Trail and ohmygosh I have to sign up for a membership at the local indoor pool now.
I gladly sat around and became very non-exercisey to keep my little nugget secure and safe while I grew him, but now…..I’m antsy. I don’t even try to hide it. I gaze longingly and obviously at roadside runners when driving by. I keep the web browser open, displaying my searches on Tri gear (WANT WANT WANT an actual trisuit). Badass --------------------------------------------------------->
Because I still have a week or two before I can start some major sweat sessions and a training plan, I appeased my antsy self by searching and signing up for a local triathlon in May. SEE SEE SEE!! My Next Race!
Because I still have a week or two before I can start some major sweat sessions and a training plan, I appeased my antsy self by searching and signing up for a local triathlon in May. SEE SEE SEE!! My Next Race!
It’s made up of extremely short distances, but the thing that sold me was that little bitty 400 yard pool swim. Because I am a sinker. Which is my wimp-free way of saying I get scared in the water. I figure this will be a good way to ease me into swimming at race-pace. And hopefully not sinking.
Here’s to 2014 being full of fitness and races and muscles and endorphins! Oh, how I’ve missed you all :-)
Here’s to 2014 being full of fitness and races and muscles and endorphins! Oh, how I’ve missed you all :-)