Sports
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Go Team!
NYC Triathlon training has started in earnest for me. I have re-joined a pool and swam laps for 30 minutes on Friday, went on my second 15+ mile bike ride with Lauren (including one in yesterday's blustery wind, no less), and went for a run today. I was wearing my new Team in Training shirt,
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Who Knew There Were Jellyfish in the Hudson?!
I certainly didn’t. But there are. Or at least there were yesterday at about 6:35 a.m. when I started the NYC Triathlon. I had gone to bed the night before at 9:30 after some carbo-loading at Lupa, and woke up at 3:30 a.m. Had my pre-race breakfast of a pb&j on whole wheat, a banana,
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Tri, Baby, Tri
Well if Jennifer Lopez can do it, I should have no problem. Here are the down and dirty details for tomorrow if you want to come out, or just follow along at home. My swim wave starts at 6:35 a.m. and I’ll be wearing a lovely black swim cap, goggles, and a sleeveless wetsuit. If
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Consumed
I’m a little obsessed with the triathlon at the moment, fretting about all the little details: where’s my racebelt? How am I going to get in and out of my wetsuit? Can I make it through the whole race without a trip to the port-o-johns? What did I get myself into!!?? Clearly it’s time for
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The Final Countdown
Just a little snapshot of the Hudson that I took on a walk yesterday. Yes, I’ll be swimming in it on Sunday. This weekend was primarily devoted to some serious tri training, since my race is less than a week away (ack!). I stayed in on Friday night and cooked myself a lovely dinner of
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Let the Nerves Begin
I had a dream about my upcoming triathlon last night. I showed up for the race and then went out for a little warm up on my bike. All of a sudden I looked at my watch and it was 11:30 — my start time was 6:30 and I had missed it. Can you tell
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Woes of a Triathlete
A fellow triathlete was lamenting that her training schedule was having some negative impacts in her life. Her exact quote: “training for this thing has been a major pain in the dating ass!” Not to mention sometimes a literal pain in the ass. Unless you’re me and haven’t really been on your bike enough.