Sunday, July 26, 2009

tri clothes

Because this triathlon is three weeks from today (eeek!) and because I decided I should probably start thinking seriously about the actual race day and how it will all play out, including what I should wear, I am starting to buy up supplies.

I've gone back and forth on wearing a wetsuit and I've decided it's not worth it to me right now. There are several factors that come into play here:

  1. The only wetsuit I currently "own" is too big for me and is for waterskiing/scuba diving,
  2. I don't have the money to buy a new (or even used) tri wetsuit,
  3. I am skeeved out by the thought of renting a wetsuit (I know what I've done in mine (yeah, I've peed in it-sue me), I can only imagine what others have done in theirs and I don't want that on me),
  4. This is going to be a quick (we hope) swim, in water that is around 70-80 degrees in the summer, and, while I'm not in this to win it, it probably takes me a good 10 minutes to take my wetsuit off when it's wet (and, remember, this one is big) and I don't want to have a 10 minute T1 time,
  5. Even though the wetsuit will make me more buoyant and may help my swim, I don't want to rely on it to get me through.
So, no wetsuit, but I do still need to wear something to swim, bike and run in. I knew I didn't want a one-piece tri suit and that I didn't want to change anything other than my shoes and headgear in transition. After much scouring of the internet and much price comparison and body measurements, I have just ordered a tri top and tri shorts from Sports Basement.

I think they're pretty stylin', don't you?







Both the top and the shorts have a few pockets to stash stuff. They're quick drying and the shorts have a little bit of a pad for the bike, but not as large as my regular diaper-like cycling shorts.

I'm pretty excited for it to get here. I may move pretty slow out there, but at least I'll look good doing it!

Next weekend, I plan to wear my new clothes and go out to Oconomowoc to swim and then jump on my bike and do a quick ride around the lake. I'm planning to deviate from my training plan for the next three weeks and do more of what I feel I need to be doing to get myself ready for this race. I know where I'm lacking and what I need to focus on. Finally, I need to start practicing my transitions to make sure I am comfortable during that part of the race.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

iLove

On Friday afternoon, I was sitting at work, working away. Okay, I was actually playing with my phone. I was playing with my phone, texting back and forth with my husband. A little while later, I noticed that a text message that I had sent never went out. I thought it was strange, so I restarted my phone. It still wasn't going out. I tried making a call. Nothing. I tried calling my phone. Nothing. Some strange message about not having a voicemail set up. What the flip?

OF COURSE the day my phone breaks would be the day that I am completely out of gas in my car. I mean, I knew I needed to get gas at some point, but on the way to work, my gas light came on. I didn't quite realize I needed to get gas so badly. So, not having a working cell phone, I called Matt as I was leaving the office to tell him my phone wasn't working and that if I wasn't home by 6:00 to come find me because I'd be on the side of the road with no gas in my car. Probably crying.

Of course, I made it to the gas station and made it home just fine. I showed Matt my phone that wasn't working. We had birthday plans, so we didn't have time to go to the AT&T store to get it fixed that night. GREAT! I was going to be without my phone for a whole night! What if someone tries to call me? So overdramatic, this one.

Right before we left, Matt asked if I wanted to open my presents. I really didn't--I wanted to save them until my actual birthday so that I wouldn't feel major disappointment when my birthday came and I had no presents to open (see also: Sierra likes to ruin birthdays for herself)--but Matt insisted. FINE.

He gave me the most awesome card. It still makes me laugh out loud.



And then, I opened a box that had this in it.



A new iPhone!



I am not really a materialistic person, but I'm seriously in love. It's taken me quite some time to figure it out (I didn't know how to answer my calls for over a day), but it's totally awesome. I'm slowly starting to fill it up with apps and have already found a few favorites.

I also got this pink and white case for it that is pretty much awesome.



Do you have an iPhone? What are you favorite (free) apps?

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Back End (No, not Rear End)

Another year, another birthday. I know I'm getting old(er) because I am constantly thinking to myself "gosh!* The years are just FLYING by me!". Anyway.

I had a great birthday weekend. Now, I feel that this statement (like just about all others I make) needs some qualifiers to support it. Because, why wouldn't my birthday weekend be great? Because I'm a freak of nature that is always determined to ruin my birthday for myself. That's why. No, seriously.

I will fully admit that, every year without fail, the closer my birthday gets, the more my emotions run rampant. The week leading up to the day is quite the roller coaster. I make a big deal out of my birthday. It's only natural that I expect everyone else around me to do the same. I set my expectations high and, every year without fail, it causes me to be disappointed. There is no possible way I actually expect anyone to meet my expectations, but when they don't, I am still extremely disappointed. It is the fault of no one but myself. Yes, I'm a freak. This year was no exception. Last week I was a real treat to be around, I'm sure. I was SO SO SO excited, but I was also bummed out and sad. Trying to explain these highs and lows this time of year is impossible. Even harder to actually understand.

But, despite my emotional spectrum, we had a great time. Matt planned a fun evening on Friday at the Lakefront Brewery. We went for the fish fry and brewery tour. Unfortunately, the tour was sold out, so we settled on the fish and lots of beer. It wasn't half bad! Also too bad for us was the fact that Mother Nature decided to drop the temperatures into the 50's! Seriously. It's July and it was freaking freezing. What is wrong with this picture? But, not that I'm complaining or anything.

Saturday, Matt and I spent the day out at the lake. It was fun to be out there, just the two of us. Despite the frigid weather, we still went out on the boat and had fun. We watched some of the Tour de France (are you watching? If not, you should be! Oh, and don't click on that link if you didn't watch today and don't want it ruined), took a nap and then headed home. Somehow we got caught up in a massive manhunt for a fugitive right by our house, but we made it out alive.

Indy was nice enough to get Matt and me tickets to see Harry Potter Saturday night. So, she watched the house while mom and dad had a night out at the Ipic. Apparently, some people didn't like this HP movie. I say they can eat it. Book six was almost my favorite (after book seven, of course) of the series and I loved the movie. Sure, there were parts that they left out--the book is about 900 pages, what do you expect?--and they may have helped the story line, but overall, they did a great job with it. Though, it was a little hard to watch the movie knowing that Harry has bared it all on Broadway.

Sunday was my day and we spent it out at the lake again. The weather cooperated and we spent a lazy day out on the boat in the sun. We had dinner at Chili's and came back to a carrot cake. I couldn't have asked for more. I even got a Snuggie and a ShamWOW! out of it from my awesome sister-in-law!**

So, yes, all in all a great birthday. As always, I don't know what, exactly, I was getting so upset over. It's just a birthday, people love me and it was just what I wanted.

And now I'm officially on the back end of 20. Weird!

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*Or "goll" (short for "golly"), depending on how geezer-ish I'm really feeling that day. That one was for you, mom. I'd never be caught dead saying such a thing. I stick with "gosh".

**So...I LOVE all things that are "As Seen on TV" and am obsessed with these commercials. Hence my love for Billy Mays and my sadness over his death. But, anyway, one day we were watching TV out at the lake and whatever it was that we were watching was chock full of these sorts of commercials. I was enthralled and I'm pretty sure it gave J the idea to get me such awesome gifts.

Friday, July 17, 2009

guess who's turning the big 2-7 this weekend?



That's me. As the youngest amongst my friends, I'm finally beginning to feel like I'm catching up. I'm TWENTY-SEVEN! Ten years ago, I was still in high school, had barely met my husband [ and obviously never thought he'd be my husband ] and probably thought that 27 was, like, totally ancient. I would probably be old and married and have six kids by the time I got to be that age.

But, now it's about here and I'm okay with it. I'm still young. And, things are, like, totally better now than they were ten years ago.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

frustrated

I've hit a wall.

I started running in February-ish. I started swimming a few months later and as soon as it was nice outside, I was out on my bike. I stopped drinking soda this year*. I am a healthy eater. I set a goal for myself of finishing a triathlon with the thought that if I had something to work toward, it would be more fun and make things easier than saying "I want to lose some weight".

While my goal may have started out as centered around weight loss, it quickly became something different. I feel like I'm in better shape physically. But, at the same time, I don't notice any difference in my body. I have not lost one single pound. My clothes still fit the same. I think that maybe I look a little more toned, but not it's not much of a difference.

And, again, while weight loss is not my primary goal, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't even a little frustrated and disappointed. I certainly thought I'd see SOMETHING by now.

And now, my training has been at a standstill. I am frustrated and disappointed with myself for lack of progress. I just can't get into it. I know that I have to do it, but I.just.don't.want.to. I have a month until this triathlon and I'm worried. I just feel as though I should be farther along in my own physical fitness level by now.

I know I need to give my own butt a swift kick. I know I need to just suck it up and do it. It's only a month and after that, I can reevaluate my goals. But, the difference between what I know I should do and what I can are very different right now.

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*Which, really, is not hard AT ALL. I didn't plan to stop drinking soda, I just wanted to see if I could go without a soda for a week. Then a month. Then, before I knew it, I forgot about it completely and now it's July and I honestly don't miss it one bit. And, to be fair, I wasn't much of a soda drinker to begin with, so it wasn't like I was cutting off my life supply or anything.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Telluride

I was more excited for this trip to Telluride than I have been for other trips in the past. While I am always really excited to get back, I was super duper over-the-moon excited for our trip this time around. I suspect it has something to do with working all of the time now with little time off. I am still trying to adjust to the decrease in flexibility in my schedule. I hadn't taken a day off since we went to Telluride for Christmas, which was six months ago. Six months is a long time for me to go with no time off. Go ahead and call me a wimp. So, anyway, I was excited.

Of course, the trip went by entirely too fast and before we knew it, it was time to come home. But, we had an awesome time.

We left Friday after work and drove into the night. Saturday, we drove the rest of the way and rolled in at around 9:30 that night. Indy was a trooper and didn't complain to us too loudly. It also helped that we gave her a beef knuckle to keep her entertained in the car, except that she was constantly more interested in burying it in her seat cover than she was eating it. Every hour or so, she'd dig it back up to check on it and make sure it was okay and then she'd re-bury it. Such a peculiar little dog she can be. And, yes, this beef knuckle really is gross and stinky.



Once in Telluride, our trip was filled with sunning, mountain biking, motorcycle riding (on Matt's part, not mine), four wheeling, concert going, kayaking, eating and celebrating. Our friend Jayme also came down for a few days to spend some time with us. He moved to Denver a little over a year ago and we hadn't seen him since, so it was nice to see him and his dog, Roxy.

The second day we were there, we went out on a mountain bike ride with my mom, brother, Indy and Timber. It was a beautiful day and the ride was great. It was a good easy loop around Trout Lake.



I won't lie, though, some of the uphills were tough at that altitude. My parents' house is at about 9,300 feet above sea level, which is nothing to bat an eye at. Especially if you're coming from Milwaukee. It didn't seem to bother Indy much, though. She ran around so much and absolutely LOVED it.

We celebrated our anniversary in Telluride. Neither of us wanted to do much for it and it was very low-key, but fun. Matt took me to dinner at the New Sheridan Chop House, which was DELICIOUS. It was so good and prompted us to rank it somewhere in our top five meals ever. It is such a neat space as well. There is so much history in that building. After dinner, we rode the gondola up to Allred's at the top of the mountain for a drink. We lucked out and got a table right next to the window this time, which was great. While it wasn't anything elaborate, I loved how we chose to celebrate. It was perfect.



A few days later, while in the Telluride Truffle store, I did end up buying a slice of cake for us for our anniversary. I hadn't really planned on getting anything, but I was there at the store and there were slices of cake. The chocolate slice caught my eye and I asked the saleslady what the filling was. When she replied with "raspberry buttercream and Grand Marnier", I had to have it, explaining to her that "Patty made this exact cake for us for our wedding two years ago!". It was just as delicious as I've always remembered it to be.

Matt went on several motorcycle rides, both with my brother and by himself. He had debated taking his bike this year, just because taking the trailer is kind of a hassle. But, I reminded him that at New Year's, when asked what the best part of 2008 was for him, he listed riding his bike in Colorado as one of the top things he did. I would hate for him to miss out on that and encouraged him to take it. I think he's glad that he did and I know that my brother enjoys riding with him.



Once Jayme showed up, we went on another mountain bike ride. This time, on the Galloping Goose trail that goes right from right near my parents' house. It's mostly downhill, which was nice, but it's a single track and was a little difficult in some parts. But, we made it out alive.



Mom and dad live on a river that flows into a pond. We enjoy spending time down by the pond and have some benches, a table and a firepit set up down there. They also have a kayak and a raft to tool around in if one were to feel so inclined. Jayme took the kayak out one day and decided to shoot the rapids. I made him wear a helmet, but he did okay. Strangely, though, he still ended up all wet when he was done. Something about a log across the river and the boat taking on water that no one else witnessed.



I was a little nervous about what I would do about triathlon training while I was on vacation. I went over and over in my mind what I should do. I ended up deciding that I would run a few days and swim one and that would have to do it. It did not go as planned. I tried running and I couldn't breathe to save my life. It was a total running FAIL. I had also planned a day to go to the Ouray Hot Springs to swim. The pool is also conveniently located near one of my favorite Mexican restaurants. We rarely go because it's a little out of the way to go from Telluride. But, since we'd be coming home from Ouray, we could stop and eat. We went over a four-wheel-drive pass to get to Ouray and then sat and soaked. Once I sat in the warm water for a while, I had absolutely no desire to swim laps. I am disappointed in how things turned out, but there's not much I can do about it now. The Mexican food was just as good as I remembered it though and considering that I've been craving it for a few years now, I was pleased with the trip to the pool.

On another day, Matt, Jayme and I went partially up Imogene Pass to the old Ghost Town of Tomboy. The last time I went up there was probably six or seven years ago with Matt in his old Ford Bronco. The thing was a beast and it was a little hairy. The 4Runner is much better suited for such a thing and Matt did just fine.



This is a good shot of the road we came up (and then went back down).



We celebrated the Fourth of July, which also happens to be my dad's birthday, as we usually do. We got up and went to watch the parade. I love the Telluride parade. It is so much fun. There are always the usual motorcycles, cars, floats and walking groups. My favorite group this year was the "Party like it's 2006!" group. They carried signs that read "In Madoff we Trust", "Bubbles Never Burst" and the like. They threw money around, passed out Subprime Mortgages, danced and threw confetti. It was great fun. I even managed to get a mortgage out of it.



After the parade, we went back home to get ready for our party. We have a group of people come over and it's always fun with lots of good food and drink. We have people come who I only ever get to see this one time a year, so it's always fun to catch up on the last year.

As it gets darker, we all go inside and put on our warm clothes (seriously, it gets COLD there at night) to get ready for fireworks. We always sit in the same place each year and Telluride fireworks are by far the best I've experienced. Sure, they're not a professional show by any means (they still light them all by hand), but it's just incredible. We sit right under them and between the shake of the earth, the echo around the canyon and the big, in-your-face of being right under the bursts is just awesome. Unfortunately, this year, it started raining just as we stepped out of the car. And, by raining, I really mean POURING. Luckily, it stopped just before the guys with the Fire Department lit up the sky and stayed dry until we were back in the car on the way home.









Again, we had a great time on our trip. Indy had a blast running and playing outside all day every day. In addition to my parents' dog, Timber, and Jayme's dog, Roxy, my aunt's dog, Zoe, was also staying with us. She is a 1-year old Chocolate Lab that was always ready to play. While Indy has never seemed to run out of energy when she's playing with Nellie here at home, she was absolutely EXHAUSTED at the end of each day. Any chance she had to come inside and nap, she happily jumped at. I enjoyed seeing my family again and it reminded me how much I really miss them and being in Telluride in general. I took a lot of pictures--a lot more than are here. For my Facebook friends, I've posted some there and they can all be found on my picture site (link in the top bar).

Unfortunately, in true Matt and Sierra fashion, getting back was an ordeal. The mountain pass we cross the state of Colorado on was closed for about seven hours while we tried to get back. We ended up having to go around, which added several hours onto our trip. We also ran into some pretty awful traffic around the Denver area, which only added insult to injury at that point. The usual eight hours that it takes us to get across the state turned into almost 13. When we finally pulled off the road in Nebraska for the night, I saw this sign. It just seemed fitting to the way the day had gone.



Despite the hassle of getting back, I'm glad we went and am a little sad to be back. It looks like summer has finally showed up here in Wisconsin. We also will be in a whirlwind now that we're back and I think I may have a full day to spend at home at the end of October! But, that's summer, right?

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

back

We're back from our vacation. Insert sad face here.

We made it back in last night after a rough couple of days on the road. But, we made it all in one piece.

Pictures are uploading as I type, but it may be a few days before a dedicated post.

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