You blink, and it’s August.

I’m suddenly less than six weeks out from Wisconsin, which seems unreal. Wasn’t I just there? I vividly remember enjoying my grilled cheese sandwich at The Tipsy Cow the day after the race.  Dave and I sat outside, and we were noticing all the other finishers in their gear, including a woman who wore the same long-sleeved pullover that I was wearing. Dave being Dave said something about how I wore it better, though I know she did as she was super fit and machine-like, not soft and doughy like I was last year. Continue reading

Love him in the morning.

Love him in the morning when you see the sun arising. Love him in the evening ’cause he brought you through the day. And in the in between time when you feel the pressure rising, remember that he loves you and he promises to stay. So when you feel the need to worry, because it seems the thing to do, remember he’s not in a hurry. He’s always got time for you.  So…love him in the morning when you see the sun arising…. Continue reading

Wednesday List #35 – Gratitudes.

I woke up in the middle of the night and quickly realized that I would not promptly fall back I sleep, so I got up and wrote. Two hours later, I did go back to sleep, and I ended up sleeping until 8:30 in the morning. Thankfully, I have a job that doesn’t require certain hours of me, so that wasn’t a problem, but in that moment I did appreciate the flexibility of my work. In the thick of not being healthy, I may have lost sight of all the goodness around me. So today I am focusing on recognizing those good things and expressing my gratitude for them. Continue reading

Grateful for the Push.

I am deep into my training. Since starting at my new facility, I’ve kicked my training up about ten notches. I’m training seven days a week, often with two workouts a day and with a swim only on my recovery day. I’m loving swimming, especially the occasional high-five from Brendan. I’m biking on a trainer that measures my power and hitting numbers I didn’t expect from myself. And I’m running, mostly comfortably, on my previously injured calf. For the last couple of weeks, I’ve averaged fourteen hours of training a week. I’m feeling really lucky to be healthy and able to train as much as I am. Continue reading

No More Going Solo For Me.

This week, I made the decision to join a masters swim program. I swam in different programs years ago when I lived in Austin, and I did really well in them.  I became a strong swimmer, especially during my years training at the Courtyard when I would swim four days a week. It wasn’t the frequent swimming, but the swimming with others that really made me strong. When I moved from far northwest Austin to the country far southwest of town, I abandoned my masters program because my old facility was miles and miles away, and there was no good option nearby. That’s now changed.

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