Wednesday Workout Recap

No excuses sign.

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I always seem to struggle with the beginning of the week, then rock out the end of the week.  I need to work on this.  I think I just need to be better about prepping for the week on the weekend.

Monday – Rest day and late choir rehearsals.

Tuesday – Supposed to go to swim, but ended up watching the election results and not getting much sleep.

Wednesday – Bike ride and lifting.  I was so tired I gave up on the lifting about 5 minutes in because I was afraid I was going to hurt myself.

Thursday – Ab work and lifting.  Rocked this one.

Friday – Bike and lifting.

Saturday – 12 mile run.  It was definitely a weird run, but it went okay.  Pace was improved from last week.

Sunday – 2 hour trainer ride.

That time I called 911 on my run

autumn treesThis weekend, I had a 12 mile run on the schedule and it turned out much differently than I anticipated.

I do my training runs as an out and back on a local trail.  It’s safe, pretty, and easy to get in the mileage.

I was just about to my turnaround point when I passed an older man in a light jacket laying curled up on the ground in a pile of leaves.  I looked at him as I ran past and saw him moving.  Okay, not a dead body.  That’s good.

I stopped and asked him if he was okay.  He just grunted at me.  So it was a response, but not much of one.  Looking at this guy, he was relatively well dressed, though not really dressed for the cool weather.  We do have a number of homeless people in the area, but they typically have their things with them.  This guy was just laying there with nothing else around.

I ran on to the next major intersection and debated.  Finally, I called the local police station who directed me to call 911.  So I did, and they said they would be sending an ambulance and asked me to wait so I could point out the guy.

As I waited, another runner came up and stopped to talk.  She was the first person who stopped, and since I had been standing there, at least five others had glanced down at this guy and continued on.  I told her that I had called, and she asked if I minded if she waited with me because she was also worried about the guy.  (I think she had asked him if he was okay and got no response.)

So we waited and she helped me flag down the ambulance, and we watched from afar.  The paramedic team talked to the guy for a while, who looked up, sat up, and finally even stood up.  So that was a good sign.  Finally, the team left and the guy remained on a park bench.  Turns out he was just enjoying a nice nap in the sun.  In the 40 degree weather.  The paramedics agreed that we did the right thing and warned the guy that if he did this again, he would likely get the paramedics called on him once again.  Because let’s be honest – it’s not normal to just lay down in a pile of leaves next to a trail to take a nap.  If he had been laying on a picnic blanket, that would have been different, but this was just odd.

So the other runner and I high-fived and resumed our run, opting to not run past the guy, just in case he was mad at us.

Even though it turned out to be nothing, I’m still glad I called, and the paramedics were very careful to tell us that we did the right thing by calling.  I would hope that if I were lying on the side of a trail that someone would call an ambulance for me if I wasn’t responding.

So all was right in the world, my run just got extended by about 30 minutes.  But I’m so glad that was the worst part of it.  Well, and some guy got his nap interrupted.

Another Amazing Year with Team Coeur!


Last week, Coeur Sports announced their team for 2017, and I am so excited to be on the team for the third year.  Coeur’s “motto” is “Heart and Courage,” and I have learned so much about heart and courage from my fellow team members.

Coeur Sports is an incredibly inclusive brand.  Their triathlon kits run what I would call true to size, and I was excited when they increased their sizing to 2XL.  No, that still isn’t all encompassing, but they’re a small business, and they have to move a bit slower than people would like, but they’re doing their best.

They also show this by embracing ambassadors of all shapes and sizes.  I’ve seen some chatter online recently after both Coeur and Smashfest announced their teams.  And both have women of all sizes.  Coeur was openly accused of only having skinny, model-sized ambassadors, only the fast people who land on the podium every race.  And do we have super fast athletes on their team who have abs that I covet?  Absolutely.  We also have mid-pack athletes, back-of-the-pack athletes, and team members wearing XS to 2XL.  No one is ever going to call me skinny or super fast, and while I have landed on the podium, it’s definitely a rarity.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m pretty awesome the way I am, but I’m not going to pretend I’m something I’m not.

The thing about this list of women?  They (well, we) do our best to motivate and encourage everyone.  We want everyone to get involved in running or cycling or triathlon, and we want everyone to do it to the best of their ability.  If that means you’re on the podium, you’re awesome.  If that means you’re the last finisher, you’re awesome.  If that means you never race, you just enjoy running or biking or swimming, you’re awesome too.  It’s about getting out there and doing something for yourself, about pushing yourself through tough times, and about pride in what you’ve accomplished, no matter how great or small.

So I’m excited to be back on the team in 2017, and I hope to see you all out on a race course.  I look like garbage when I race, but I try to have a smile for all the other Coeur ladies I see out there.  I promise, it’s not a grimace.  It’s a smile.  Really.

Weekly Workout Recap

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When this posts, the election will be over and we can go back to the important things on the internet – funny cat videos.

Also training.  I should really get back to training.

Monday – Halloween!  Rest day!  Unless I count the number of times I got up to answer the door and hand snacks to children.

Tuesday – Skipped swim.  Didn’t sleep well the night before, opted to just ride my trainer for an hour, plus my Cowbell Wrist was still bothering me.

Wednesday –  Trainer ride and lifting

Thursday – Skipped my workout to get my haircut.

Friday – Skipped my workout to go to happy hour.  Yeah, this wasn’t my week.

Saturday – Hey!  I did my workout!  Two hour structured trainer ride.  Except I forgot to lift weights.

Sunday – 12 mile run.  This hurt more than it should have.  Probably because of all the missed workouts.  Good job, self.

The Big Chop

Once again, I have chopped my hair off.  Every two years (or really a little less), I chop my hair off and donate it to Pantene Beautiful Lengths.  They only require 8 inches of hair, so the chop is pretty darn easy.

People say “Oh, it’s so nice that you do this.”  And I guess it is.  But it’s also because I’m super lazy.  Until last week, I hadn’t gotten my hair cut since January of 2015.  Because I don’t dry it (lazy), my hair stays pretty healthy, so I don’t have to worry about ends getting frayed.  It probably doesn’t hurt that I’m good about taking vitamins.  Apparently proper nutrients help keep your hair healthy too.  I can tell that the ends do get a bit dry, so I’m going to try to be extra careful about getting moisture into my hair.  I’m sure all the time in the pool doesn’t help.

So. Much. Hair.

So. Much. Hair.

By the time I’m ready for a cut, I’m ready for a cut.  My hair gets so unwieldy.  And big.  And I end up just wearing it up in a bun most of the time, but it gets so heavy that it gives me a headache. I know, my life is so hard.

bundles of hair

It kind of amazes me how much hair I have when it’s all chopped off.  It’s hilarious to watch the stylist try to cut through the giant bundles.  I know my hair is thick, but I always forget just how thick it is.  Also, it looks kind of pretty all bundled up.

As always, I love the new cut.  My head feels so light, my hair dries so quickly (well, comparatively speaking, anyway) and it’s so much less work to deal with.  It does mean that I can’t just pull my hair in a messy bun before work anymore, but I think I can deal.

I’m also weirdly excited to find out how easily it fits into my swim cap.

Ignore the giant bags under my eyes. This was Friday morning and I haven't taken another pic since.

Ignore the giant bags under my eyes. This was Friday morning and I haven’t taken another pic since.