On Saturday I tried out my new bike and logged in an hour at the pool. A bit ambitious...yes...but that's how I roll. The bum hip seems to be ok in the water and on the bike.
Let's start with the bike. She sure is pretty. After getting her into the car, I took the sound advice of the Bike Shop Dude and went over to UMD and found a nice big set of parking lots to rolling around it. What a great idea. I was able to get used to the bike in a relatively safe environment and practice clipping/unclipping into the pedals.
Re clipping/unclipping. My left foot is super easy. I could do it all day long. The right foot is another story. Not sure what the deal is, but it was really hard to clip in. I was literally jamming my foot down and at times it still wasn't going in. Mark said he'd help analyze the situation to determine if there is an issue or I'm just an idiot.
Even with the pedal issue, I still was able to ride around in these huge circles for awhile, took her for a spin around campus and attacked a few hills. That was super fun. She feels fast on the down hills. Of course...just like skiing my inclination is to hit the breaks out of sheer fear vs just letting go. That'll take some getting used to... controlled speed.
Now...on to the swimming. My training log said that it was a swim day so I got ready to log some laps. Unfortunately, my regular pool was closed for a swim meet so it took some time to find another pool that was open and available for lap swim. I finally settled on my old (very old) stomping grounds --- MLK. This is the pool I used to winter swim at back in jr high/high school a few days a week before class. Those were the days. Riding to school smelling like chlorine. I guess 20 yrs can have a profoundly poor effect on a building. The facility looked old and to top it off there were some really slow folks swimming laps. I had the unfortunate task of picking a lane and knowing that within a few laps the person was gonna get frustrated and have to move. Sorry dude...you shouldn't be in this lane anyway. Shift over.
...and that's how I spent Saturday.
Sunday, March 28
Friday, March 26
Who doesn't love gear?!
I was able to pick up my bike tonight! Yay!!! It's so pretty. I brought it in the house and set it up in the guest room. She was too nice to be stuffed in a garage or basement.
Of course my bike needed a few friends for the ride home --- some socks, a shirt, shorts and of course...SHOES.
Now...I just need to practice clipping and unclipping.
Just call me "munch munch"
Last night we trucked on down to the Whole Foods at Tenley to meet with the Tri Team's nutritionist. I gotta say, I'm a fan of all the info this group has to offer.
Always the one worried to be late, I got there WAY too earlier. I took the time to take a lap around the joint. They have such beautiful stuff. As I looped past the wine and bakery I was pretty sure this would not be part of the tour.
Overall, I thought the presentation was very informative. No surprise, everyone (in their own way) has been watching their weight. How can't you! I have nightmares of looking like a very unattractive sausage springing out of the Potomac and waddling around the city.
Trouble is, dieting sorta doesn't work when you're launching into this kind of training. To be honest, I've been kinda hungry recently --- and especially when I was at the end of my half-marathon training.
Who knew I was starving myself?! Ok, let's be for-real. I clearly wasn't starving. I likely was not as healthy as I could have been given all the other stuff I was doing.
Now, back to the class. We learned about the right balance of foods and how critical your before and after workout meals are. Of course, everyone knows that...but does everyone practice it? It was helpful to hear about a bunch of good examples. On my way out I picked up a couple bottles of the tart cherry juice they were talking about. It actually is really good. I cut it --- half water and half juice --- b/c it's a bit strong. Cherries may become my new best friends.
I for one am happy to be told to actually eat. I wanted to hug the nutritionist and say "where have you been all my life???" Granted, I'm sure she wasn't talking about chip-wiches, Doritos and Diet Cokes...not that any of those things ever find their way into my grocery cart...at least recently...recently meaning the last 72 hours.
Happy shopping.
Always the one worried to be late, I got there WAY too earlier. I took the time to take a lap around the joint. They have such beautiful stuff. As I looped past the wine and bakery I was pretty sure this would not be part of the tour.
Overall, I thought the presentation was very informative. No surprise, everyone (in their own way) has been watching their weight. How can't you! I have nightmares of looking like a very unattractive sausage springing out of the Potomac and waddling around the city.
Trouble is, dieting sorta doesn't work when you're launching into this kind of training. To be honest, I've been kinda hungry recently --- and especially when I was at the end of my half-marathon training.
Who knew I was starving myself?! Ok, let's be for-real. I clearly wasn't starving. I likely was not as healthy as I could have been given all the other stuff I was doing.
Now, back to the class. We learned about the right balance of foods and how critical your before and after workout meals are. Of course, everyone knows that...but does everyone practice it? It was helpful to hear about a bunch of good examples. On my way out I picked up a couple bottles of the tart cherry juice they were talking about. It actually is really good. I cut it --- half water and half juice --- b/c it's a bit strong. Cherries may become my new best friends.
I for one am happy to be told to actually eat. I wanted to hug the nutritionist and say "where have you been all my life???" Granted, I'm sure she wasn't talking about chip-wiches, Doritos and Diet Cokes...not that any of those things ever find their way into my grocery cart...at least recently...recently meaning the last 72 hours.
Happy shopping.
Thursday, March 25
Some wishes shouldn't come true
A few months ago I mentioned that I was burnt from running and needed a break. When I said "a break" I didn't mean an injury causing break!
The hip is still bothering me. I originally decided to take the "5-Day Approach" to dealing with this hip issue. Today is day four and I think it's fair to say that I should just make a decision. I'm not confident that another 24-hours is gonna make that much of a difference.
Sunday was definitely better than Saturday and Monday was better than Sunday....but my progress seems to have plateaued. Then again...I'm pretty impatient.
Yesterday, I headed to my buds at the gym to have them give me their assessment, since there is a group that specializes in injury recovery and they have known me for forever. I know they'll tell me the truth. After looking at my stride, hearing my story and stretching me around --- all were glad to hear that there had been positive improvement over the last few days, still agreed with the 5-7 day approach, but there was a resounding three votes that a visit to the doctor likely in my future.
It's a bummer that I'm still limping a bit, but at least it's not as bad as Sunday.
The hip is still bothering me. I originally decided to take the "5-Day Approach" to dealing with this hip issue. Today is day four and I think it's fair to say that I should just make a decision. I'm not confident that another 24-hours is gonna make that much of a difference.
Sunday was definitely better than Saturday and Monday was better than Sunday....but my progress seems to have plateaued. Then again...I'm pretty impatient.
Yesterday, I headed to my buds at the gym to have them give me their assessment, since there is a group that specializes in injury recovery and they have known me for forever. I know they'll tell me the truth. After looking at my stride, hearing my story and stretching me around --- all were glad to hear that there had been positive improvement over the last few days, still agreed with the 5-7 day approach, but there was a resounding three votes that a visit to the doctor likely in my future.
It's a bummer that I'm still limping a bit, but at least it's not as bad as Sunday.
Tuesday, March 23
ISO a support group for those who love heels
Being barely a 5'5 gal who always wanted to be 5'7 means that my closet is fully of heels, heels and more heels. The only other options that exist are flip flops and a pile of trainers...neither of which I can acceptably rock at work without a weekend pass, crutches or barricading myself in my office with a "no visitors" sign.
With that background, having a sore hip has been a bit interesting to say the least. I've dug out the most comfortable pair of heels (they do have a Nike Air cushion) and have made the best of it. A far more logical person would have hit the shoe store to pick up a pair of flats...but who said I was ever logical.
The reality that heels do not equal fun right now was made apparent when I ran two blocks down K Street this evening in the pouring rain to catch the bus. Though I made the bus, my hip was not thrilled with the unexpected activity. I guess I should stand proud --- all 5'5 of me --- and pick up a pair of flats...since a limping chick in heels isn't all that cute.
With that background, having a sore hip has been a bit interesting to say the least. I've dug out the most comfortable pair of heels (they do have a Nike Air cushion) and have made the best of it. A far more logical person would have hit the shoe store to pick up a pair of flats...but who said I was ever logical.
The reality that heels do not equal fun right now was made apparent when I ran two blocks down K Street this evening in the pouring rain to catch the bus. Though I made the bus, my hip was not thrilled with the unexpected activity. I guess I should stand proud --- all 5'5 of me --- and pick up a pair of flats...since a limping chick in heels isn't all that cute.
Saturday, March 20
I just can't catch a break
Seriously...seriously...it's like I'm cursed. After Miami and after some tough training runs this season I thought that it could not have gotten much worse. Unfortunately it can. I ended up getting hurt at mile 10.5/11 and it was literally a mess from there. I almost DNF-ed. I somehow pulled through, literally at times limping along, and found some way to run the last half mile. Likely was not a good idea to push forward, but I was so freaking pissed that I dug down to just finish as strong as I could. I was happy to have passed two people in the last leg and finish with some pride. Surprisingly I finished in 2:22:05; 10:54 min/mile. Still better than my times in Baltimore last year and this year at Miami. Both those races were in the 2:30:00 zone.
Let's start with the good stuff ---
I started off with a good dinner and good night's sleep. I woke up with a ton of time and got ready for the race. I was high on adrenaline and was fully hydrated. I got to the race really early and was mentally ready to get rolling.
The starting line was a bit of a mess with folks jammed up against barricades. Our group jammed through a break and jumped into the crowd. Within minutes we were off!
I took the excellent race advice from the tri team. It was all going according to plan. I was careful not to go out too hard and my game plan was to reel them in toward the end. Erin and I decided to stick together and motor through for what we anticipated would be a strong finish.
Miles 1-4: The first leg was pretty steady ---- 10:28, 10:05 and 9:50 min/mile. We both pulled back to ease into the race and let folks smoke past us. We were happy to stick to our plan. We felt great.
Miles 4-7: The second leg welcomed us with an ascent into Dupont Circle and Adams Morgan. We've done this many times and trained on more painful hills (hello Calvert!) this season. We kept looking only a few feet in front of us and put one foot in front of the other as we moved up the hills. Thankfully the crowds lining the streets pushed us on...but we still felt the effect of the hills. Our legs felt like bricks when we passed Fleet Feet. My pace was --- 10:14, 10:32 and 10:30 min/mile.
Miles 7-9: The third leg included a set of rolling hills. Erin and I were recovering from the previous leg and continued to conserve some of our energy as we headed into the last set. My pace was --- 11:23, 10:36 and 10:32 min/mile. We were both getting super excited as we passed the water treatment plant and turned back toward RFK.
Miles 9-13.1: And here is where disaster struck. I may start thinking I'm cursed. Our plan was to gain speed on the downhill at mile 9. We had a great mile --- pacing at 9:47. No pain, felt fantastic and did not over stride. As we moved onto mile 10 and 11 I suddenly felt pain in my left hip. It was all very strange since I haven't had any hip issues. I pulled back a bit and tried to shake it off. As I continued on I realized something was wrong. I let Erin go and pulled over to shake it off and start stretching. Once I stopped, I realized that I was not in good shape. I was limping. I ended up doing a combination of slow running, walking and stopping to stretch for the next few miles. It was AWFUL! It was so hard to see my finish time just slipping away, especially when I knew that I was not physically tired and had more to give. Check out my pace for this leg --- 9:47, 13:07, 13:25 and 11:15 min/mile. Grrrrr!
I luckily saw a friend at the finish and she helped me limp off to the side to stretch after I crossed the finish line. After stretching, foam rolling, icing and konking out for a few hours I feel a bit better. It still hurts and there is no way in hell I'm running or really walking anywhere right now. I'm gonna see how it feels tomorrow and if it's not better have someone look at it next week.
Crossing my fingers that this is no big deal and just requires a little break. I need at least one positive break!
Monday, March 15
They call it bike porn
I ended up going back over to the bike shop to check out more specifics now that I have narrowed it down to a Cannondale. There was some discussion on Saturday that I would get either a men's or women's Series Six, but they wouldn't know for sure until they performed more measurements to determine which would be a better fit.
After they did more measurements --- inseam, height, arm length (full, shoulder to elbow and elbow to fingertips), leg length (full, hip to knee and knee to foot) and the length of my foot --- they got me on a mocked up version of the men's Series Six.
After all that checking, they determined that the men's 48 was a perfect size for me. They would need to make some minor adjustments --- including moving my seat so that I sat a bit closer to the front of the bike and pushing my handlebars lower so that I am pushed down into a more aggressive position. This is interesting to me since the bike is already know to be a bit more aggressive vs the bikes I originally test-drove.
To me --- AGGRESSIVE = SCARY. I'll have to try and NOT ride the brakes the whole time because I'm scared of the speed.
After deciding on the bike it came time for the most important question --- which color. Was it going to be the hot rod red/white/black or the black/chrome/white version. Since red is never my color, I went with the too-cool-for-school mod black/chrome/white version. As much as I am trying to bring color into my world...I'll always be a black and white girl.
I am so freaking excited to get this thing and actually spend some time figuring out how the hell to ride this thing. I feel like I just traded in my hybrid for a Porche. I hope I won't be scare to get it dirty.
Sunday, March 14
Bikes with all the bells and whistles
Bye bye Spring vacation...looks like I'm getting a new bike!
Wowzers. There are a lot of bikes out there. I attended a bike clinic on Saturday afternoon at Bicycle Pro Shop in Alexandria. We got a full run down on the differences between road bikes and triathlon bikes, different components and different price points. Everyone has an opinion and a preference when it comes to this stuff. As you can imagine, my price point started increasing as I learned more and more.
They even sized us up and got us out out on bikes. Two of the girls in our group ordered bikes. I'm still looking at some possibilities. I will admit that I found a beautiful Cannondale road bike. See Cannondale Six. It is just beautiful. I do wish this version came in the blue/white/black version, but the black/gray/white is pretty bad ass. Apparently this version is "much more aggressive" which scared me a bit, but apparently it just means that it is structured to put you in a better and more "forward" position on the bike which ultimately where you wanna be anyway. It is all such a science.
Since I am completely clueless about road biking and it is my weakest event, I am all for doing it right from the beginning. The good thing is that at least I do not yet have any bad habits to undo.
There are also all these accessories that will have to be added --- including triathlon shorts/shirts, appropriate helmet, clips and shoes. The shoes actually scare me. See Bike Shoes. The idea of being clipped into my peddles is scary. EVERYONE has said that you will fall. You'll just forget to unclip your shoes when you come to a stop and will fall over. I don't want to fall over!
I'm going to go back to the store to be properly sized now that I know that a Cannondale is likely going to be my bike of choice. The guys at the bike shop want to see if they can get me onto the smallest men's frame and that will take some time for them to figure out by doing more measurements.
Wowzers. There are a lot of bikes out there. I attended a bike clinic on Saturday afternoon at Bicycle Pro Shop in Alexandria. We got a full run down on the differences between road bikes and triathlon bikes, different components and different price points. Everyone has an opinion and a preference when it comes to this stuff. As you can imagine, my price point started increasing as I learned more and more.
They even sized us up and got us out out on bikes. Two of the girls in our group ordered bikes. I'm still looking at some possibilities. I will admit that I found a beautiful Cannondale road bike. See Cannondale Six. It is just beautiful. I do wish this version came in the blue/white/black version, but the black/gray/white is pretty bad ass. Apparently this version is "much more aggressive" which scared me a bit, but apparently it just means that it is structured to put you in a better and more "forward" position on the bike which ultimately where you wanna be anyway. It is all such a science.
Since I am completely clueless about road biking and it is my weakest event, I am all for doing it right from the beginning. The good thing is that at least I do not yet have any bad habits to undo.
There are also all these accessories that will have to be added --- including triathlon shorts/shirts, appropriate helmet, clips and shoes. The shoes actually scare me. See Bike Shoes. The idea of being clipped into my peddles is scary. EVERYONE has said that you will fall. You'll just forget to unclip your shoes when you come to a stop and will fall over. I don't want to fall over!
I'm going to go back to the store to be properly sized now that I know that a Cannondale is likely going to be my bike of choice. The guys at the bike shop want to see if they can get me onto the smallest men's frame and that will take some time for them to figure out by doing more measurements.
Waterlogged
Last Saturday long run before the Suntrust half marathon! Woo Hoo!
We were set to run 8.50 miles on Saturday and as instructed I took it nice...and...slow. I was rocking the back of the pack and even walked a bit here and there. It's actually a bit refreshing to not be so aggressive and just do your own thing. Don't get me wrong...it killed me to be in the back of the pack...but since my training over the last two months has not gone as well as I had hoped I'm just happy to be here.
We ran around the city and ran many of the streets of next week's race. The bonus was that temps were in the 50's...but then again we also ran through a monsoon. Seriously, as soon as we stepped foot out of the store the sky opened up and just dumped on us. Very quickly we were all soaked through and through. Once you just accept that it's gonna be a wet run and there's nothing you can do about it it some how is just fine. The looks of folks who encountered this wave of folks running through the rain yesterday was priceless.
On to Saturday!
We were set to run 8.50 miles on Saturday and as instructed I took it nice...and...slow. I was rocking the back of the pack and even walked a bit here and there. It's actually a bit refreshing to not be so aggressive and just do your own thing. Don't get me wrong...it killed me to be in the back of the pack...but since my training over the last two months has not gone as well as I had hoped I'm just happy to be here.
We ran around the city and ran many of the streets of next week's race. The bonus was that temps were in the 50's...but then again we also ran through a monsoon. Seriously, as soon as we stepped foot out of the store the sky opened up and just dumped on us. Very quickly we were all soaked through and through. Once you just accept that it's gonna be a wet run and there's nothing you can do about it it some how is just fine. The looks of folks who encountered this wave of folks running through the rain yesterday was priceless.
On to Saturday!
Tuesday, March 9
The slow road
Taking the advice of my new triathlon coaches I ran for time vs distance today and focused on taking it SLOW. The only way I could ensure that I took this seriously was to complete my workout on a treadmill. It actually wasn't that bad and I'm glad to have got in some activity in a manner that would ensure that I won't over train or get injured.
Monday, March 8
Water-logged
Today’s workout brought me to the local pool to complete 1000 meters.
Who knew how busy the pool was going to be this evening! Luckily the guards were able to set aside an empty lane for me to use. Unfortunately a dude wanted to share my lane at the end of my workout. I am happy to share if the person is of equal speed. This dude was flailing and his stoke reminded me of a windmill. A few times I thought he was going to take me out as I passed him in the opposite lane.
My goal tonight was just to get to the pool and record my splits for a 4x100 and a 4x50. Unfortunately my lane was in a horrible position to see a clear shot of any of the timers. I did my best to estimate and round the time. Even if my times were slightly inflated because I was rounding up, they totally sucked! I guess they were fine given my lack of pool activity for the last 10+ years…but I really miss my splits back when I was a teenager. I did laugh at the 11-12 year olds training in the lane next to me. They were kicking ass. I was jealous of their skills.
It probably didn’t help that I didn’t consistently do flip turns. You gotta ease into this stuff!
Who knew how busy the pool was going to be this evening! Luckily the guards were able to set aside an empty lane for me to use. Unfortunately a dude wanted to share my lane at the end of my workout. I am happy to share if the person is of equal speed. This dude was flailing and his stoke reminded me of a windmill. A few times I thought he was going to take me out as I passed him in the opposite lane.
My goal tonight was just to get to the pool and record my splits for a 4x100 and a 4x50. Unfortunately my lane was in a horrible position to see a clear shot of any of the timers. I did my best to estimate and round the time. Even if my times were slightly inflated because I was rounding up, they totally sucked! I guess they were fine given my lack of pool activity for the last 10+ years…but I really miss my splits back when I was a teenager. I did laugh at the 11-12 year olds training in the lane next to me. They were kicking ass. I was jealous of their skills.
It probably didn’t help that I didn’t consistently do flip turns. You gotta ease into this stuff!
Sunday, March 7
Recovery run in the sun
It's funny how different 24 hours can be. I was hating life yesterday --- sore, queasy and miserable.
After a good night's sleep and some stretching I felt much better.
I planned to swim this morning, but at the last minute decided to follow my Tri training log and instead get in my 45-min recovery run around the lake by my house. I'm really trying to keep my Tri coaches' advice in my head --- do it slow and don't over train. With that in mind, my run felt great. Nice way to start the week.
After a good night's sleep and some stretching I felt much better.
I planned to swim this morning, but at the last minute decided to follow my Tri training log and instead get in my 45-min recovery run around the lake by my house. I'm really trying to keep my Tri coaches' advice in my head --- do it slow and don't over train. With that in mind, my run felt great. Nice way to start the week.
Regression
Saturday was the first day of our taper before the big race in a few weeks. We started out in Adams Morgan and completed an 11-mile up-and-back up Connecticut Ave and through Rock Creek Park. As has been the case over the last few weeks, I had a difficult run. The added bonus was that my stomach was terribly upset the majority of the way.
There were some highlights, including some nice hill work. I’ve really done well taking advantage of the down hills and have learned not to break and instead take advantage of my momentum. I was able to power through the uphills and I gotta say that there were quite a few of them.
• The run up Connecticut Ave is completely uphill for a bit over 3-miles.
• As you turn back toward Connecticut Ave from inside the Park there are a few rolling hills, an intermediate hill and a MONSTER of a hill.
The MONSTER is a winding ascent that climbs out of the Park. As you make each turn you wonder…how much more of this can I take. Given my queasy stomach and sore muscles, I somehow made it up.
I really think that in some ways I have both over and under trained this season. This season I have not consistently got my mid-week mileage in as compared to last season’s Army 10-Miler Training. Missing out on a weekly track workout also has had a negative effect. Without my mid-week runs, I’ve put a lot of pressure on myself when I’ve raced and completed my Saturday long run.
I also think that doing 11-miles today was a bit much. The pressure of being in a group at times pushes you long --- which is good when you need it --- but there are times like this when it's best to just back off. At mile 9.5 I decided to stop running and walk for a half mile or so. As hard as that was for me to see everyone race past me, I knew that it was the right thing to do.
Thursday, March 4
Over confident
Ouch! I did my very first cycling workout today. I'll admit it. I thought the biking would be no-big-deal. Horse shit! It's hard. I did a 30-minute speed workout and then a 30-minute manual workout. At the 45 minute mark I just wanted it to be over. Since I went to happy hour yesterday instead of training, I felt obligated to stick-it-out.
Oh boy. I have been toying with the idea of doing the Olympic distance tri, but now am scared by the 45-mile bike that is the middle component to the race. I'll have to talk to some folks about what to do.
Oh boy. I have been toying with the idea of doing the Olympic distance tri, but now am scared by the 45-mile bike that is the middle component to the race. I'll have to talk to some folks about what to do.
Tuesday, March 2
Duh!
I arrived at the gym this evening to begin my first triathlon running workout. Yay! It would have been great if I remembered my running pants. Kinda tough when I opened my gym bag and discovered two shirts instead. Idiot!
I ended up converting the treadmill workout I was supposed to do and just did it on the eliptical. It actually worked out well. It was a very nice 45-minute incline program. I ended up doing 4-miles.
I really enjoy logging in my triathlon workouts and hearing back from the coaches (really quickly!) their thoughts about how I'm doing. The coaches are also regularly sending us info on gear, advice and even sent video clips of Michael Phelps swimming so that we could break down his stroke and try and mimic it. I'm liking this stuff!
I ended up converting the treadmill workout I was supposed to do and just did it on the eliptical. It actually worked out well. It was a very nice 45-minute incline program. I ended up doing 4-miles.
I really enjoy logging in my triathlon workouts and hearing back from the coaches (really quickly!) their thoughts about how I'm doing. The coaches are also regularly sending us info on gear, advice and even sent video clips of Michael Phelps swimming so that we could break down his stroke and try and mimic it. I'm liking this stuff!
Doing my homework
I spent a good portion of last night researching Masters Swimming Programs in the DC and MD areas. I had no idea the programs were for folks of all levels! I only know former swimming stars who swim Masters.
I found a couple local options and am excited to try them out. Hopefully the timing will work. I'm much more likely to swim with a group that has set workouts vs swimming on my own. Don't get me wrong --- I'd go to the pool, but my workouts would be pretty lame. It's so much better to show up, see your workout written up on a white-board and just get rolling.
I also have folks sending me info on biking. There's a lot to consider!
I found a couple local options and am excited to try them out. Hopefully the timing will work. I'm much more likely to swim with a group that has set workouts vs swimming on my own. Don't get me wrong --- I'd go to the pool, but my workouts would be pretty lame. It's so much better to show up, see your workout written up on a white-board and just get rolling.
I also have folks sending me info on biking. There's a lot to consider!
Monday, March 1
Pump it up
I finally made it back to the gym to do some strength training with my guys. Wow...it's been a long time and I definitely feel the impact of not coming in more regularly. I've missed the crew!
I broke the news that I survived the Miami half-marathon -- though it was not the personal best I had hoped for. I also shared that I planned to sign up for and participate in a triathlon. As you can imagine, there were high fives all around. They are already reorganizing my training so that I am in good shape for the race in June.
I also checked in with my buddy who is my race yoda. he gave me guidance about triathlons and especially about how to pick out and buy a bike.
I broke the news that I survived the Miami half-marathon -- though it was not the personal best I had hoped for. I also shared that I planned to sign up for and participate in a triathlon. As you can imagine, there were high fives all around. They are already reorganizing my training so that I am in good shape for the race in June.
I also checked in with my buddy who is my race yoda. he gave me guidance about triathlons and especially about how to pick out and buy a bike.
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