Trial Run

May 18, 2008

I gave my knee another trial run this morning and no dice.  So the rehabbing continues.  BUT it was the most beautiful morning!  The sky is completely cloudless and everything is so green from last night’s rain.  Even though I walked home from my run (instead of running) it was not hard to be in a fabulous mood given the weather.Our pond

Above is a picture of our pond.  We’re pretty much in love with the land we live on and I’m sure you can see why…

Below is a picture of me canoeing in the pond.

And last, the much-awaited for You Wish You Could See This On TV Duster!


Plan D

May 17, 2008

After work yesterday I went to the pool for some aqua jogging (or aqua running as Bri prefers to call it).  I will say that it was a bizarre trying to visualize my next race while running in the water.  I will also say that I did not enjoy the stares of others watching me jog up and down the lane in my ‘pool shark’ swimsuit.  Talk about drawing attention to yourself.  It was also my first time in the ‘free swim’ environment of the merged lanes 5 and 6.  Boy, it’s a jungle in there.  I had to dodge the likes of little Jessie and his 3 friends – none of whom have learned many of the social skills you might hope for from a 7 year old.  I was nearly jumped on several times and in their enthusiasm Jessie and the gang kept dog-paddling RIGHT in front of me so that I would have to stop or go around them.  That just shows you how nonthreatening I am with a big, padded blue belt on.  Also there was a big-splasher in the lane so several times I had my contact lenses unexpectedly rinsed with chlorine.  Should there be a next time, I may try for a less popular pool hour.

I was surprised how difficult pool running is (aside from the 7 year-old obstacles) and pleasantly surprised to have some muscular pain in my legs this morning.  Bring it.  Blue belt and all!

In a few weeks I am flying to my first A race of the season.  I am optimistic that my IT band will cooperate by then and am looking forward to trying a little more running tomorrow to see how that goes.  I will never understand what possessed me, but on Thursday I called the airline to confirm the cost of flying my bike.  I don’t want to be hit with any surprise fees when I get to the airport.  Well, wouldn’t you know it, I have managed to book myself on one of the few commercial planes in the country that doesn’t allow bikes.  WTF??  So I went about the business of pricing shipping.  Because I’m flying out of the country (all the way to distant Canada!), the shipping will be in the $300 – $400 each way.  Unless I want to send it yesterday, in which case it MIGHT be there by June and will cost significantly less.  My bike is barely worth $800 so I’m not paying that much money to ship it somewhere.  No way.

Then I moved on to plan C – rent a bike for the race.  Turns out such a thing is possible and there is a high-end bike in my size.  I got excited about this option and decided to go for it.  I figured I could go for a fitting prior to the race since I’ll be there several days beforehand.  Great!  Then when I went to book it “oops, it’s already rented on those dates”.  I begged and pleaded for another option.  Nothing was presented to me.

So now I’m on to plan D – ask fellow bloggers if they have any ideas.

I am SO glad I called ahead.  I would have been very annoyed to have packed up my bike for nothing and I think I would have freaked at the airport.  There might even have been public tears.


May 16, 2008

GB and I are often lamenting the fact that we are now both in our 30s and feeling a little behind on the whole ‘life plan’ thing.  It seems like everyone around us is launching a business or starting a family or doing something productive and grown up.  Although we have a sense of where we want to go in life, I think we often find ourselves lacking in the planning department.  We both nearly peed ourselves with excitement last night when we got an email from our friend Denise about a coaching group she is offering this summer.

For a little background information, Denise is pretty much our connection to all things grown-up.  She does coaching and consulting for major corporations like Pfizer, John Deere, TREK USA, The Children’s Heart Center, Fidelity, Novartis…you get the picture.  She’s big.  She’s popular.  People love her.  Should we ever need to name-drop, her name will be on the top of the list.

Anyway, Denise is in the process of writing a book and as part of that, she’s launching a pilot program for “Young Professionals”.  I thought I would post the description here because there are lots of people whose blogs I read who seem like they would fit the bill for this course.  She’s only taking 6 people or so and because it’s a pilot, the rate is significantly reduced so it will probably fill up fast.  But hey, maybe if you drop my name…or not.

Now’s The Time To Integrate Who You Are With What You Do

Strategic planning is an essential tool for business. But have you ever thought of how rewarding and satisfying creating a strategic plan for yourself might be?

Too often, most of us get caught up in the day-to-day details of working and living — THE DOING — and we forget to stop to consider if we are also paying attention to fulfilling our life’s mission and purpose. That is why I developed a coaching program focusing on Creating Your Own Personal Strategic Plan.

A Personal Strategic Plan is not for the faint of heart.
In this process you will embark on the grand adventure of assessing what you have achieved and where you want to go. You will identify your life’s purpose, create your personal vision and articulate the next steps in your journey. You will clarify your priorities, what you value, and create the road map so that you can live the life you have dreamed.
It is your life, after all.

Outcomes of similar programs can be found here.

If you have any questions, drop me a line because I’m – you know – connected.

In other news, I tried running again this morning and my knee wasn’t terrible, which is great.  This afternoon I will embark on some pool running because I wouldn’t want to miss out on an opportunity to run in one place while wearing a swimsuit that says “pool shark”.

Good luck to all those of you who are racing this weekend.  I only know of Beth and Elizabeth, and Jen for sure, but good luck to anyone I missed also!

 ps. I know that strategery is not a real word, but GB and I like to talk about our Carcassonne ‘strategery’ and are trying to make it into a real word. 

Short Sighted

May 15, 2008

I woke up before my alarm this morning to a beautiful sunny day.  I got up and went about the business of making coffee and getting ready for the day.  I had that “it’s going to be a great day” feeling and was sort of floating around the house.  Somehow in my euphoria, I grabbed the wrong contact lens case.  After about 10 minutes of walking around the house in a foggy haze, not being able to see anything, I considered the possibility that I should throw away my lenses and open a new pair since the pair I was wearing had clearly reached the end of it’s life.  It was really bad.  I couldn’t even see to count the coffee scoops!!  So I threw away the ones I was wearing and opened a new pair: “There.  Much better.”

Flash foward 30 minutes…..

GB calls from the bathroom: “hey, how well can you see this morning?”

Me: “Well at first I couldn’t see ANYTHING so I threw away my lenses and got new ones”

[silence from the bathroom] [The ball drops.  It dawns on me what I have done.]

GB: “Any chance you took the wrong pair?”

Me: [feigning denial] “No way, I’m SURE I grabbed the right case”.  To prove it, I opened up my case only to discover to my horror that my pair were still in there.

As you can imagine, GB was not impressed with my mistake.  Especially since our contact lens cases look NOTHING alike.  Even without my contacts in, I should be able to tell them apart.  And those were new lenses that I threw away.  Arghhh.  Well, maybe by the time I get home from work this mistake will be filed under the category of ‘things we can laugh about now the annoyance of my stupidity has worn off’.

Last night I visited the pool had had a pretty solid swim.  I didn’t make my intervals flawlessly, but I held my own and came pretty close.  AND I heard the lifeguards talking amongst themselves about how cool my Splish suit was, so you know that completely made my day.

We also ordered our wedding invitations yesterday.  That was a truly exciting and shockingly expensive undertaking that took the better part of two hours.  I walked out of there in awe of the woman who helped us.  She was infinitely patient through it all and exceptionally professional and helpful.  Our invitations are totally funky and we are looking forward to seeing the finished product.  I told GB that once the invitations go to print, it’s all over.  There’s no getting out now.  Even if I throw away the wrong contact lenses.

Next up?  Meeting with the caterer next week.  And then what to wear.  Which I don’t even want to think about.

IT Band(wagon)

May 13, 2008

My ride last night went very well and my leg handled some hard efforts without complaint.  Things were a little tight when I got home but nothing I couldn’t tackle with my foam roller. 

This morning I had my first run in I don’t want to think how many days.  Instructions were to stop if I felt any pain, stretch, try again, and if I still felt pain to walk away and NOT think injury thoughts or get worked up about it.  I think I did pretty well in both departments and got off the treadmill after 3 minutes without shedding a single tear or even making a sad face.  So I will remain on the IT Bandwagon with the likes of Rachel Ross for perhaps a few more days.  Now I just wait while my darling coach drinks her morning coffee so she can come up with a plan b for me.  I have noticed that I’m really starting to relax a lot more about being partially sidelined.  My biggest race is in just over 3 weeks so I have time to get this thing taken care of before then and I know I have accomplished over 4 months of the most solid training I’ve ever done.  Even with an injury I’m leagues ahead of where I was at this time last year, so I really don’t have a whole lot to be stressed about where training is concerned.  I am coming to terms with the fact that it will resolve itself when it feels like it – not when I feel like it.  Ahh, surrendering control.  My favorite thing…(not really). 

Sweet Weekend

May 12, 2008

Okay seriously, that was a sweet weekend.  I had good weather, good food, and good company for two whole days.  Awesome!  Yesterday I met a friend for coffee and discovered a very cool new coffee hangout that is pretty close to our house (15 minutes, which is close when you live in the boonies).  I also ran on the elliptical machine for 40 minutes before I had any pain in my knee, so that was extremely exciting.  I also had a really great hike in the wood with the dogs yesterday.  Since GB is on a leave from work, I have not had to walk them much at all in the past few weeks. Boy have the woods changed since I was last there!  I can’t believe how lush and green everything is!  The trails look completely different – it’s amazing.

We also went to the driving range yesterday.  Based on an email I just received from my coach, that went something like: “GOLFING??!?!?!”  Apparently I do not come across as the golfing type.  Which is fine with me.

This morning I swam with Masters and tonight I have another bike ride.  The rain looks like it’s moving in but I don’t even care because I’m so happy to be on my bike again.  It’s also Bike To Work week in our area, so I am thinking about implementing a little green commuting this week also.


This morning GB and I had brunch at a restaurant to assess whether we would like them to cater our wedding.  It turns out that we would like that very much, so we have booked them.  This is another big step in the wedding game, so we are making progress

Afterwards, I rode my bike for the first time in I don’t know how many days.  It felt good and my IT band was cooperative.  The sun was shining and it was great to be working out in the great outdoors.  My darling coach has put an elliptical workout on my schedule for tomorrow since I tried it today without pain.  I am beside myself with excitement since I have this panic that I’m going to lose all my fitness before my race next month.  I have a duathlon on the schedule for next weekend, but if I had to guess, I think there’s a fair chance that my leg will not be in race shape by this time next week.  It could be, but I’m not holding out for it.

You know you’re lacking in the workout department when one of your top-ranking events of the day is dusting.  Seriously.  We live in an A-frame, the tip of which is probably 17 feet above the floor.  Now imagine how often that gets dusted.  Probably never before in the history of this house.  Gross.  And sometimes when I’m lounging on the couch I think how desperately I want to get at that dust.  Several months ago GB’s mom bought us a telescoping duster for that purpose.  It was As Seen On TV.  While it was a much appreciated gift (at least by me), it sadly only telescopes about eighteen inches.  Add that to my towering 5’3 and you have nowhere near long enough to dust the ceiling.  But they don’t call me MacGyver for nothing.  Okay truthfully nobody calls me MacgGver except sometimes I call myself that.  Anyway, back to my point….

Several weeks ago I made a gift for GB that involved 10ft pieces of PVC pipe.  I had some 10 ft pieces left over because I’m terrible at math, and these have been laying out by the wood pile for some time now.  So in a moment of brilliance, I taped my telescoping duster to a piece of the pipe.  Then I climbed up into the loft and reached the now-over-11ft duster up to the very tip of the ceiling.  Now that’s better than any As Seen On TV product if you ask me.  I call it my You Wish You Could See This on TV duster.  Of course storage of this fancy new duster may be an issue, but I’ll figure that out tomorrow.  In the meantime I’m just focusing on trying to breathe with all this dust floating around in the air!  Oh well, at least it’s not out of reach anymore.

Perhaps tomorrow I will post a picture of my fabulous new duster.  I know you’re all just on the edge of your seats waiting to see it.