Monthly Archives: January 2007

1/30/07 I Get By With a Little Help from My Friends

Wednesday.  Well I made it through another terrible Tuesday although not so terrible this week.  I read the workout plan and as I suspected it was a hard one.  Run up westside to do 6 repeats of the westside hill on the path at hardest effort up, recovery easy down.  Then run up Strawberry Hill 3 times Hard, 3 recover, then once around the lower loop.  I did a similar workout with the team awhile ago — that was the night the team magically disappeared as I was finishing my 3rd hill repeat.  I figured there was not much point in going at night in 20 degrees just to do hill repeats by myself so I told the coach I would do the workout during the day by myself.  Then I had a brainstorm.

I called up two of my friends who I knew might be around and willing to suffer through a workout with me.  Imagine how lucky I felt when both of them said okay!  Charlee and Mo both agreed to come out and help me do my hill repeats.  Mo hasn’t been running a lot but agreed to come out and do an abbreviated version and lend moral support.  I asked Charlee to coach me and push me through the workout and wow did she do a super job.  Both of them helped me so much that I feel so blessed to have such good friends to come out and help me with such a torturous run.

Charlee has done the Ironman twice and has trained with trilife twice so she is more than acquainted with the training methodology.  She was a great source of information and it was really educational to go through the workout with someone reminding me to constantly check my heartrate and times.  It was great to have someone push me through each and every hill repeat.  It was truly a luxury.  It was like having a private coach — edit — not “like” it was having a private coach run me up and down each hill telling me when to press a little harder and not letting me give up even though all the working classes in my legs were screaming “stop!! you are killing us all! Capitalist pig!”

The first repeat I bonked.  I went out way too fast.  It was a total revolution by the proletariet. It was weird because I actually have not totally bonked on a hill repeat before.  I had a temporary lapse communication within the union.  I thought everyone was on board with the plan — let’s just push as hard as possible.  I never anticipated a total strike.   I couldn’t keep it up by willpower alone and totally bonked half way up the hill.  Not too good.  The second and third time I got a little better, I was cajoling the workers little by little as Charlee mediated by my side.  Of course I’m still looking for higher output and it bums me out that I can probably walk faster but I’m in for the long negotiation and as Charlee says trying to educate my muscles to understand we have levels of output.  I think labor is still in negotiations. 

We had one major concession.  Our big reward came when I hit 161 on my heartrate.  HUGE!  Before the last training camp the highest heart rate on record for me had been 155.  At training camp I found 157 and thought I was going to die.  Today I hit 161 three times!!!  Yes I thought I might puke (but nothing came up) and yes I had some internal organs implode (Charlee thought perhaps it was merely a cramp but I think I understand now what ‘bust a gut’ means.)  All forces united and the union hit a new max heartrate.  It was quite exciting for all parties.

 As much as I was surprised to find myself continuing on the hill repeats, I was equally surprised to find Mo riding my butt!  Every time I turned around there she was coming back up the hill for another repeat!  Hey, I thought this was the person who said she hadn’t run since the marathon in November!  So I had motivation next to me and behind me.  Mo wasn’t quitting so I couldn’t either.   We all finished the six repeats and headed down to Strawberry Hill to do three more.  The run down to strawberry hill I found my energy waning and I was thinking that this would be a good time for a gel if I had thought to bring one with me but I didn’t so I just plodded along.

Finally after finishing a total of 9  hill repeats (6 on the trail and 3 on Strawberrry Hill)  I set out to do my lower loop.   Charlee had been encouraging me to go just a few degrees harder on my Steady State run and I decided to try it.  I managed to stay at 148 for over a mile and I was definitely going faster.  She told me to try to go just slightly out of my comfort zone, not too far but just not be comfortable.  Hmmm.  I’m going to have to work on that.  I usually have so many aches and pains that any pace I go is uncomfortable, but after an hour most of the aches and pains are gone.  That’s usually when I go into the blank-out zone and go into my i-can-do-this-all day trot into la-la land.  This is where Charlee is telling me to watch my heartrate monitor.  So the 145-148 is just north of my comfort zone so now I have something to shoot for.  This is good.  Something concrete to work with.  I want to go back and rerun that trail in New Paltz, I could have run that at 148 I bet I was at 140.

Go figure.  I actually ran faster around the lower loop than I usually do.  Who’s legs are these?  I kept trying to think about the little hip flexor muscles as Charlee told me to stop thinking legs and start thinking hips.  Hips, Hips, Hips I kept calling out to those tiny little muscles that I don’t ever really use.   I’m not sure if they really know who I am because I kept ringing the bell and but nobody answered the door.   But I kept running and I think I was doing well.   I ran until I met Charlee and Mo coming from the other direction and then we declared workout complete.  I had given it 101% and ready to call it a day.  Without a doubt one of the better running workouts I had done and even had a little milestone in there to boot.  I feel greatly indebted to both of my dear friends for turning a terrible Tuesday into a terrifc one.  I really feel like a welcoming door was opened for me.

I think I was experiencing runner’s high because when I got home I still felt very motivated.   I emailed my coach and told him how everything went and he was very pleased and said that the workout was as much about that steady state at the end as it was about the hills and that we did a great job.  Of course that made me feel even more high.   I still had 40 minutes due on my bike so I hopped on my trainer and pounded that out too!  I was a machine!!  I felt really good and really proud of myself for putting in a good effort.    I will say I was overcome with a desire for a mound of spaghetti for dinner which I made (I tried that Ezekiel pasta — eh, not that good).

I woke up this morning feeling very, very grateful.  I just think it was so great that my friends came out to help me through this difficult part of my training.  Not just Mo and Charlee but all my friends who jump in with the right word at the right time.  Those who pick me up when they see I’m down, those who say good job when they see I’m lagging and those who scream “MOVE IT” just because they love me. 


funny aside.  the USA Triathlon Organization just published the official “Rankings” for 2006.  I’m actually listed in the rankings.  Yep.  I am 1,035th in my age group (female 45-49).  That’s out of 1,195.  ROFL, how could there possibly be 160 people worse than me in my age group — what are they doing during their races?  Coffee breaks?  Naps?  I must get the points just for entering because I certainly don’t rank anywhere.    I don’t know why that strikes my funny bone.  I’m going to make my goal to break into the top 1,000 in 2007.  R.O.F.L.!!!!  Those other 1,034 45-49 year old women better watch out, ’cause I’m on their collective asses!!!

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1/29/07 Let the Mind Games Begin

Monday.  90% better.  Still have a little residual stuffiness but overall I would say I’m over my cold. I haven’t taken any cold medicine since 9 a.m. yesterday.  It’s liveable.  No watery eyes and thank God it never went into my chest so there is no coughing going on.  I’m up in the air about going to the deep water running class tonight.  Part of me thinks I should definitely stay away from wet crowded places with strangers but then the other part of me thinks I should make up for not working out on Friday or Saturday.  I’ll see how I feel by the end of the day.

Can I say one thing about cold medicine?  How great is it to take Tylenol night time cold before going to bed and then pass out for 8 hours without so much as a twitch?  Wow!  On Saturday night (while all my friends were out partying downtown eating Sushi and going to fun bars) I was stuck at home with my date — a huge box of tissues — watching movies on t.v.  I took the Tylenol nighttime cold pills at 10:00.  By 10:30 I was out like a light and didn’t move until 6:30 a.m.  Unheard of.  It was kind of spooky actually.  I am not used to sleeping that heavily.  I wake up every 3 hours or so and then fall back asleep.  It was like a blink and 8 hours had passed.

On Friday when I got on the scale I was up 3 pounds.  I got on the scale this morning and I’m down 6 pounds (including the mystery 3 I was up on Friday).  Not sure where the truth is but they told me at WW that cold medicine makes you retain water.  I’m going to try very hard this week to stick to my points and make lots of soups to get through this cold weather.  It would be fun to go to WW on Friday and show a ridiculously large weight loss (fake as it might be).  My clothes are definitely feeling looser and that is ultimately the best measure.  My friend Stacie forwarded me the famous no points WW soup recipe to help me get over my cold.  I was too sick to make it over the weekend but I’m feeling okay today and will make up a big batch.  Recipe at the end.

I did do my 1 hour 30 minute run yesterday on my regular route through Riverside Park.  It wasn’t terrible but it wasn’t inspiring either.  I really had to get my brain involved and force myself to run and to concentrate on form.  I was very aware that my mind was involved during the entire workout as opposed to how I usually just shut if off and try to slip into the grey cloud of indifference. Ironically I think I was doing okay speed-wise at the end.  I wasn’t trying to go fast; I was trying to keep it at a low heartrate but at the same time trying to be fluid and not clunking.  That took mental effort.  I really felt less than par systemically speaking.  When I got home I was very tired (and that’s after 8 hours of solid sleep!)  So I knew I wasn’t really 100% yet but at least I reminded all of my muscles (head as well as legs) what was required of them. 

We got our training plan for the month and the details for this week.  Oh man, here it comes, let the games begin.  Some of this stuff sounds h.a.r.d.   Lots of hills this week. Swimming with pushups, later swimming with baggy clothes on?  We’ll be repeating that hard hill workout from a couple of weeks ago on Sunday.  Every where I look on the schedule it says something about a hill.  Hills, hills and more hills.

This phase of our training is the strength building phase.  We’ll be doing a lot of our workouts with added weights and efforts (pushups with swimming, big chain ring in biking, hard efforts on the hills).  We’ll have lots of strength training in the gym.  We end with month with another training camp in New Paltz where I am sure they will have all kinds of wonderful games with which to torture us (tire dragging anyone?)

Next Sunday we’ll be doing the Bronx Half Marathon which will be interesting because last year the Bronx half was in the hot, hot summer.  They moved the date to the cooler weather because it was so miserable — thank Goodness!  I’m curious to compare results.  I know I’m not any faster since last summer so it will be a good comparison to see how much the weather is a factor (a lot I bet!).

If I had to have a cold I’m glad I got it last week during our 1/2 recovery week.  I’m disappointed I didn’t get the bike in on Saturday but I’m going to try to forgive and move on.  I’m glad I took care of myself and was only really out for three days of workouts (which strangely feels like much, much more!)  Not that I would have been able to do it, but if I had pushed myself through I’m sure I would feel much worse today.  I would like to feel a little more energy surging through my veins but at least I can breathe.

I think I was exhausted mentally, physically and spritually.  I got a lot of support from friends and I really appreciated their reaching out to help me.  I received some really touching emails that I have clipped and pasted into my motivation book.  I do feel mentally stronger this week.  I think I was definitely in some low funk, dwelling on a lot of stupid personal problems that I’m really mad at myself for wasting even one second of my life worrying about.  I know I have a touch of OCD (okay, okay, some people might say more than a touch) but I do see that I can throw myself into emotional turmoil when it is pointless and out of my hands. 

Meditation definitely helps in trying to regain control of crazy mind.  I  saw this week that I was able to stop my mind from running away like a wild horse.  (I am stealing that reference from Sakyong Mipham).  During my run I when I found my motivation slipping I was able to bring my mind back under control and focus.  That’s something new that I have developed this year.  Now I’m seeing that I can try to strengthen this skill and use it elsewhere as well.

I think the first step is recognizing when I am doing something compulsively.  I’ve become pretty good now at recongizing it, just not that good at stopping it.  I have been able to see for awhile now when I am compulsively procrastinating with some activity or ruminating about something out of my control but not able to stop it.  Yesterday I stopped myself a couple of times.  Okay, I had to yell out loud STOP IT! But it worked.  I stopped it.  There might be hope for me yet.  Being mindful is hard work — you have to be present the entire time — no early checkout allowed!  Once again, I am reminded that the base of all of this starts with a healthy body that needs sleep, good nutrition and exercise which ultimately helps soothes the mind.  But I also I have to exercise my mind with silence, contemplation and control.  Meditation is like tiger balm for my soul.


 “We already have what we need — the opportunity to weave the tapestry of happiness every day with the needle and thread of our own mind.”  Sakyong Mipham

This is a quote from his book “Ruling your World” (sorry my books are a mess and I couldn’t find the quote from “Taming the Mind” I wanted to find…)



Weight Watchers Vegetable Soup Recipes – No Points Value Vegetable Soup
Weight Watchers points: 0 per serving.

Ingredients (for 12 servings):

2 medium garlic clove(s), minced
1 medium onion(s), diced
2 medium carrot(s), diced
1 medium sweet red pepper(s), diced
1 medium stalk celery, diced
2 small zucchini, diced
2 cup green cabbage, shredded
2 cup Swiss chard, chopped
2 cup cauliflower, small florets
2 cup broccoli, small florets
2 tsp thyme, fresh, chopped
6 cup vegetable broth
2 Tbsp parsley, or chives, fresh, chopped
1/2 tsp table salt, or to taste
1/4 tsp black pepper, or to taste
2 Tbsp fresh lemon juice, optional

How to prepare the No Points Value Vegetable Soup:
Put garlic, vegetables, thyme and broth into a soup pot. 
Cover and bring to a boil over high heat, reduce heat to low and simmer 10 minutes. Stir in parsley or chives, season to taste with salt, pepper and lemon juice.
Yields about 1 cup per serving.

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1/27/07 The Comeback

Saturday.  Day four of my cold. Yuck.  Not even a question about whether or not to go swim this morning — I would have drowned because I can’t breath.  I’m also not going to the team group bike because I just don’t think it is smart to go outside in the cold and get sweaty and then cold again.  If I stay indoors I think this will be gone in another 48 hours.  I knew when I went to bed last night that 24 wasn’t going to cut it.  Right now I am just praying it doesn’t go into my chest.

I’ll try to do a couple hours of easy indoor spinning on my trainer — not going over 70% heartrate.  Just getting in some time in the saddle.

So onto a more interesting topic.  How about Serena winning the Australian Open!!  Woo Hoo!!  Way to make a comeback!  Way to shut everybody up about being out of shape and not being a contender.  Kudos to Sharapova as well for being the only to acknowledge that Serena was a potential threat and knowing that she was fully capable of winning.  (BTW, I’m looking at pictures online and all I see are a bunch of muscles).

Serena has had a bad couple of years recovering from the death of her sister and was suffering through a long bout of depression.  Last year she sat out much of the year due to injuries.  Everyone counted her out.  I just love the fact that she came back and smacked the scowls right off the faces of her naysayers.  You just have to love that inner fortitude.  Nothing better than watching an underdog become top dog again.

Everybody can use a comeback now and then.


I love doubters.  I have a lot of people even close to me who doubt. I love doubters. More than anything what I love, besides obviously winning, is proving people wrong.”

Serena Williams

Rumble Girl, Rumble!

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1/26/07 Nun on the Run

Friday. Still have my cold.  Yesterday it seemed to be worse in the mornings and evenings and better during the day.   Today I’ve just been miserable all day.  Yuck.  No training, not even trying.   My right eye has just been streaming tears all day despite taking the limit of cold pills. 

Went to my WW meeting today.  Was disappointed to find myself up 3 pounds!  I’m not sure if it is a real weight gain or just a lot of salt in my body from a lot of chicken soup and drugs.  I’ll admit that I haven’t been shopping or tracking this week so it might be a legit gain although I can’t recall any real off-eating days.  I don’t know, my head is foggy — we’ll see next week and just call this a blip — a big 3 pound blip.

I managed to get 1 hour in on my old terrible trainer yesterday while watching the video of the Badwater Ultra Marathon “Running on the Sun.”  Was fun to watch in a weird way — not fun to watch everyone suffer through this crazy, yeah, I’ll say it, CRAZY 135 mile, 130 degree run through Death Valley in July of all months (’cause January just wouldn’t be hot enough!).  It was fun to put a face to my former coach Lisa Smith-Batchen’s voice that I got to know over the summer.  I had seen pictures, but watching the video was most interesting — like finally meeting her face to face.  She is an amazing athlete — she makes it look like it is nothing and very cheery despite the grueling conditions.  It was so strange to hear her familiar voice coming out of the video and matching it to the face on the screen.  To hear her say she is not tired after 60 miles is mind blowing. My lame 1 hour on the trainer doing some standing pickups here and there seeemed nothing short of pathetic in comparison.  But at least it was something.  Maybe I can try to finish the last 40 minutes of the video today if I can breathe later on.  Pathetic.

We went to see Sister Madonna Bruder last night.  She’s an interesting character — speaking of cheery athletes — she certainly tops the list.  I wouldn’t really call her a motivational speaker — she just talks and tells what her story of how she competes in triathlons — it was kind of rambling randomness.  But she is inspiring nonetheless.  She’s complete over 300 triathlons and something like 30 Ironmans (I can’t be sure of the real number — it changes depending upon sources.)  She started all of this at 47 or 49 years old she’s now 75!  Last year she did two Ironman’s, two half ironmans and a bunch of Olympic distances.  She looks fantastic, not an ounce of body fat on her and she looked like she can out run most of her audience (well at least me!)  Her most striking aspect, however, was her incessant smile.  She said that she has never experienced a runners high — I have a feeling she’s on one 24/7!

She made the observation that the sport of triathlon is very friendly — trithletes form a kind of family regardless of speed or level.  I think that’s true.  Last night I was sitting with my friends and every one of them can whip my butt in a race but none of them make me feel like I don’t deserve to be there.  I guess that’s a good definition of family — people who make you feel like you belong, no matter how different you might be.  Everyone who has ever trained for a race and has known the fear, struggle and exaltation that comes with starting, racing and finishing shares a life blood.  I think we all felt a bond with Sister Madonna in that we knew her struggle and shared her spirit.  She was definitely a great illustration of age being a matter of mind over body.   She finished the Kona Worldchampionship 2006 in 16:59 — 1 whole minute to spare.

The one thing she talked about which I am going to start to adopt in my own training and races is the concept of the living cross.  To bear the pain of whatever I am doing so someone else does not have to bear their pain.  I liked the image –it’s kind of a prayer meditation but using your race or workout to do it.  Maybe through my sufferring, someone else’s suffering might be eased if I meditate on it.

After the meeting I asked Sister Madonna for any good bible passages that she might recommend to pull up during a difficult time.  I mentioned that I had heard the story about how the nuns from her convent had made tshirts to support her Boston Marathon and they were something about St. Paul saying something about going for the goal.  She told me to look in St. Paul’s letter to the Pilippians.  I found a couple of good lines if you don’t my picking and choosing….

Philipians 4:13  I do not consider that I have made it my own; but one thing I do, forgetting what lies behind and straight forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.

I think the Sisters had shortened it to “press on toward the goal.”  Which I will do.


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1/25/07 Still No Cure for the Common Cold

Thursday.  I have a gold. Sorry, cold.  All snuffed up.  I went to bed really early last night thinking I could pop some cold medicine and get up in time to bike this morning.  Even though I had everything laid out neatly by my bed, by the time I got all bundled up and started to roll my bike out the door I realized it was already 5:30  and too late to meet the team for the workout.  I think the workout still happened because it was 30 degrees and I’m not sure if the snow had hit yet.  Oh well, probably best that I didn’t get out there.  I’ll try to knock this out today with a ton of echinacea and green tea.   If you start taking echinacea before the cold settles in, it really does work — at least for me.  I just hope it is not too late.

I set my bike up on my old trainer and was terribly disappointed in how poorly it works.  Now that I have seen what a bike trainer is supposed act like I can’t even use this one.  It’s like flying coach after you’ve been in first class, really hard to step down.  I did try to do a few stand ups but it skips so much that it is hardly worth it.  Having a cold probably didn’t help my motivatation too much either.

Colds stink.  My body feels fine — 100% ready to workout.  It’s just my stuffed up nose makes it hard to breathe and my eyes are watering and I keep sneezing.  I took some Tylenol cold day time and it seems to have done nothing.  You’d think they’d have a cure for the common cold by now.  I feel ripped off that my flu shot didn’t protect me more.  I know, I know a cold and the flu are two different things.  Whatever.  I can’t even take brandy because of the purple teeth challenge (brandy doesn’t help the cold, just makes you feel better about having one!)

I did a little research and found that it’s okay to exercise moderately (70% effort or less) while you have  a cold as long as you don’t have a fever or sore muscles then it’s not okay to workout.  So maybe it’s a good thing I didn’t get to the team workout this morning anyway — they were going to be high intensity workouts.  I’ll try to get in some simple spinning today just to keep my muscles loose.  Meanwhile I’ll just have to suffer through the injustice of the common cold.  I feel kind of lame that I’m not stopped by something more dramatic.  Just some sniffles and teary eyes.  Oh well, I’ll be thankful it’s just that.


I’ve always found Ogden Nash clever but, “Streptococcracy”  ROFL!!  That is just brilliant!

Common Cold
by Ogden Nash

Go hang yourself, you old M.D.!
You shall not sneer at me.
Pick up your hat and stethoscope,
Go wash your mouth with laundry soap;
I contemplate a joy exquisite
I’m not paying you for your visit.
I did not call you to be told
My malady is a common cold.
By pounding brow and swollen lip;
By fever’s hot and scaly grip;
By those two red redundant eyes
That weep like woeful April skies;
By racking snuffle, snort, and sniff;
By handkerchief after handkerchief;
This cold you wave away as naught
Is the damnedest cold man ever caught!
Give ear, you scientific fossil!
Here is the genuine Cold Colossal;
The Cold of which researchers dream,
The Perfect Cold, the Cold Supreme.
This honored system humbly holds
The Super-cold to end all colds;
The Cold Crusading for Democracy;
The Fuumlhrer of the Streptococcracy.
Bacilli swarm within my portals
Such as were ne’er conceived by mortals,
But bred by scientists wise and hoary
In some Olympic laboratory;
Bacteria as large as mice,
With feet of fire and heads of ice
Who never interrupt for slumber
Their stamping elephantine rumba.
A common cold, gadzooks, forsooth!
Ah, yes. And Lincoln was jostled by Booth;
Don Juan was a budding gallant,
And Shakespeare’s plays show signs of talent;
The Arctic winter is fairly coolish,
And your diagnosis is fairly foolish.
Oh what a derision history holds
For the man who belittled the Cold of Colds!

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1/24/07 Running on a Prayer

Wednesday.  179 days to Ironman and I’m okay with that.  I’m trying to take everyone’s advice and just trust the process and myself.  I realize that a lot of my worrying is a bit of OCD and I have a tendency to grab onto a problem and roll it around and around until I get dizzy. 

I opted to do my run solo yesterday.  Our assignment was an easy run up to the reservoir, do 2 or 3 loops and back down to Daniel Webster statue.  All easy.  I walked to the park from home and started an easy jog from 59th street.  Felt okay, maybe a little creaky but I wasn’t worrying about speed and was kind of luxuriating in not having to worry about pushing myself.  Again I was amazed at my lack of huffing and puffing on the westside hill — that’s going to surprise me for awhile to come.

Once I got on the reservoir I thought I would do 3 loops.  I ended up doing only 2 because I figured I would run back to Columbus and walk home would be plenty for an easy workout.  I concentrated on lifting my knees but every time I caught sight of my reflection I couldn’t say that my knees were any higher.  I just kept trying to keep it easy but I felt like I was going faster than my old easy which could just be my imagination.   But I did the first loop in 21 minutes which is a 13 minute mile and I was definitely going slower than I was going on the weekend.  So I’m okay with that.  That’s my easy pace.

On the second loop I started to feel a little uninspired.  I wasn’t tired, I was just bored.  Easy wasn’t so easy anymore.  I needed something more to think about. I thought of what our cycling coach said over the weekend when he said that when he feels like he is lagging on the cadence he starts to concentrate on “skipping up” at the bottom of his pedal stroke.  I tried that.  I started to tell myself to skip up at the bottom as if I was lifting the bike pedal.  At first it seemed too hard.  Then it started to make sense.  Instead of concentrating on lifting my knees I was concentrating on skipping up from the bottom of my feet.  I finished the second loop and figured I would jog until I got tired and then walk home.

I set out on the carriage path.  It was heading downhill so I could practice the skip-up a little easier.  Hmmm.  It seemed to be working.  I felt like I was going faster (could have been the downhill).  Not sure how long I could keep it up but I would keep trying it.  I made it all the way down to Columbus Circle EASILY.  I really felt like I was moving at a decent clip even though I was keeping it at an easy effort.  Hmmm.  I might be onto something here.  Instead of thinking about lifting my knees, think about lifting my feet, not really lifting them, skipping them up.  I ran across to 9th avenue and finally stopped once I hit a traffic light and then just walked home.  Interesting.  I’ll try this skip-up again on Sunday and maybe I can time a mile somewhere and see what the time difference is. 

I have a slight sore throat setting in that I want to knock out asap.  I’ll probably skip working out if it doesn’t get better as I want to be able to bike in the morning.  We have a group bike with some tough intervals.  Friday another easy swim.  Saturday a tough workout but then Sunday an easy run.  I can do this week and all I’m concentrating on is this week — edit that, just concentrating on today — nope, just concentrating on right now.

Thursday night I’m going to meet some friends over at SBR to hear Sister Madonna Bruder speak.  I’m really looking forward to it because I find her so inspiring.  She’s 75 years old and has completed over 150 triathlons (13 of them Ironman distance!)   Even more interesting to me is that she started running at 49!!!  I started at 43 so look what I have to look forward to!!  I hear she is quite inspirational and funny.  I read that she says she “trains religiously”  lol, gotta love a nun with a sense of humor.


I have long since realized that God loves to work with contradictions.”

Sister Madonna Buder

That’s good news, perhaps there is hope for me yet.

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1/23/07 Light

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Tuesday.  Amanda and I showed up for deep water running last night and it was cancelled!!  How’s that for a dirty trick?  I guess they had a swim meet and nobody bothered to tell us (or our instructor!).  So there we were at 6 p.m. with no workout (dressed for swimming with no pool) — we headed over to Whole Foods to grab some dinner and grocery shopping.   

After I ate I stopped to get a Jamba Juice.  I don’t usually go for this kind of smoothie unless I am feeling under the weather then I go to Juice Generation for their Generation Sensation drink.  But a smoothie sounded just right so I ordered their Mega Mango all fruit smoothie.  After I ordered it and they started to make it I saw a little flyer about reduced calorie Jamba Juices for weight loss.  I was bummed that it hadn’t been on the overhead menu otherwise I would have ordered that.  (But at least I did pick an all fruit version and not one with low fat yogurt).  As it turns out Whole Foods won’t let them put the low calorie versions up on the board unless they are 100% organic (I wonder what’s in them?)  

Missing out on the low-calorie version prompted me to take a look at the Jamba Juice site to see how many calories my Mega Mango was.  Not too bad 220 cals but a walloping 46g of sugar and only 2g of protein.  That’s a diabetic nightmare.  I won’t be ordering that again.  I did see on their website, however, that all the “Light” Jamba Juices are about 150 calories, about 27-30g of sugar (that’s still high but at least it is better) but they all have 6 grams of protein.  I’m thinking those would make good training drinks!  I’ll going to remember that for this summer and maybe bring a Jamba Juice with me to the park for my runs.   

If I am running around town and need a quick pick me up, I could do worse than a Jamba Light.  Alert, however!!  Be careful of those drinks with the low-fat yogurt.  The small size of the Chocolate Moo’d is 480 calories and 6g of fat.  Okay, sit down for this one, the large size (30 oz)  of the Jamba Juice Peanut Butter M’ood is…. drum roll please…. 1,170 calories and 30 grams of fat!!!  Oh… My…. God….  How good of a mood does it put you in to consume 1,170 calories and not be able to button your pants??  

Usually I call Tuesdays my terrible Tuesdays but not today!!  We have 1/2 of a rest week this week which means the workouts on Tuesday and Wednesday are going to be very light but they are going to make up for it on the weekend.  (I guess starting next month every 4th week will be light workouts, yeah!!)  All I have to do today is run up to the reservoir, do three easy loops and run back down.  Woo Hoo!  No intervals, no hills, nothing but an easy 6 mile run and that’s it!! 

Wednesday we have an easy swim.  Thursday’s bike doesn’t look that easy but if it is on the bike, I’ll still end up liking it.  Friday is an easy swim and then they hit us with a big workout of hill repeats on the bike and running stairs on the Palisades (okay, let’s just not think about that one for now).  Sunday is an easy 1:30 run.  Yeah!!! 

I’m actually going to skip Yoga this morning as I am feeling a little tired.  I figured after my run I’ll do the basic yoga positions and all the stretches that hurt.  So I’ll get in a modified version of it.  I have heard from several past Ironman finishers to take the rest days very seriously.  Although I don’t think of Yoga as a workout per se, it’s not nothing either.  I sweat and groan and my muscles quiver a lot.  So today I’m going to have an extra cup of coffee, wiggle my toes a bit and when the sun comes up go do my run.  

Ah, a light day, what more could I ask for?  (Okay, the humor is not lost on me that I am calling a 6 mile run a light day!) I’m definitely feeling better all around. I’m muscularly tired today (which is weird because I didn’t do anything yesterday).  But mentally I’m feeling better.  I seem to exhaust my brain the same way I exhaust my muscles.  I keeping lifting the weights of anxiety and nervousness until the point where I can’t lift one more time and I have to release and say what the heck! And just let it go.  So today I’m giving ALL of muscles a break.  A light run, light food and light worry.  Saturday I’m sure I’ll be picking up the pace all around. 


 What worries you, masters you.” 

John Locke 

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