Barbie Girl

This morning while Brian and I were watching SpongeBob, I saw a commercial that made me sit up and take note. Normally, Brian and I tune out the commercials during SpongeBob because they are geared toward kids. This particular commercial was for Beach Barbie and her friends. I swear I had heard my name. I rewound the DVR - I love the DVR - and sure enough, there is a Barbie with my name - spelled the same, and she's a brunette. Brian and I both lost it, and started laughing hysterically. Brian said he is getting me one as a present. Now to be honest, I'm a little disturbed by the notion that there is a Barbie out there with my name on it. I don't know why since I played with Barbies as a child and my nieces play with Barbies. Of course, the next step was a Google search. It turns out that Barbie Teresa was introduced in 1988 as a friend to Barbie. Here is a slideshow with some of the various incarnations of Barbie Teresa. For those of you out there that think it might be fun to start referring to me as Barbie Teresa - don't even go there!

Sweet!

This post is going to be short. I'm having the worst case of allergies since I got hit with cedar fever my second winter in Austin. Basically, the weather has conspired to hit me with both a high mold count AND pine pollen at the same time. I can handle one or the other, but both together is killing me. I'm totally grouchy and completely pissed off because I have all this energy and my body wants to train except I can't breathe so when I start to exert myself, I feel like I'm going to pass out - I've been managing some workouts, but not what I want. It's also really hard for me to focus and spending time on the computer makes my head hurt. Okay, enough whining and on to the real post.

I bought a new bike when I was in Austin - a tri bike. I'll do a more detailed post about the purchase experience, and the bike when I start riding it. It is a Kuota K-factor and it is a sweet ride. The bike was delivered on Monday and I managed to get it mostly assembled and up on the trainer so I could make some adjustments. I still need to put on the seat and pedals so the picture I included is one I took of the bike when I was at Joey and Rachel's. It is so light and handles really well. I can't wait to start riding it. In case you are wondering, yes, I will still be riding my road bike - I love my road bike. The tri bike will be a much better bike for races - especially here in Florida. So now I have two really awesome bikes to train on. Wohoo!

Seriously?

Two Saturdays ago - that was January 19 - I ran the Newnan's Lake 15K. This is a local Gainesville race put on by the Florida Track Club. As a member of the club, I try to be involved in the events if I can - either by racing or volunteering. Since I was in training for the 3M half-marathon in Austin the following weekend, I decided to run. I wasn't planning on racing it, but using it more as a supported long run. I've missed this race the past two years because I have been in Austin so I was also looking forward to running a new race.

The weather forecast for the race was not good and, sure enough, it was raining when I woke up. Raining, 51 degrees, and 96% humidity - not the greatest conditions for a race. I needed to do a long run that day anyway or I might have gone back to bed. I ate my usual morning breakfast, packed a change of clothes, put on some layers including my fleece hat with "Suck it up!" embroidered on it - a gift from Joey a few years back - and headed out.

The rain was slacking off and the wind was picking up by the time the race started. It really didn't matter, it was so humid everything was wet. There was a surprisingly good turn out, and everyone was in good spirits despite the weather. I opted to go without the ipod - it's only 9.3 miles, it's rainy, there's people to run with, and it's an open course so I didn't see the need for music. I ended up running with Susan, who is what I refer to as a race friend - one of those people you see at races, and who runs about the same pace as you. We first met back in August. We have a lot in common so we chatted most of the race. I wasn't pushing my pace and she was recovering from running the Disney marathon the week before so we were happy going along at a comfortable steady pace. I ended up finishing in 1:30.18 which was right on target with what I had discussed with my coach. All things considered, I was pleased and felt ready for the half-marathon.

Since it's a Track Club event, I planned on staying for the awards. Several people I know are usually in the top 3 of their age group, and I like to be supportive. I hung out at the finisher's chute for a bit, cheering people on, and chatting with some friends, but as I cooled down and the wind continued to pick up, I headed to the car to change into dry clothes, and deal with yet another case of bleeding jogbra chafe - ooowwww!!! Turns out it was good thing I hung around for the awards, since I ended up winning my age group. Too funny!! I was truly surprised and I felt kind of bad, since I hadn't actually pushed myself or tried to win. Oh well! I'm not going to complain - I got a cute bag, and a bit of an ego boost. Overall, it was a good race.

In Austin

Hi all! I know I've been very absent from my blog. Brian and I have been in Austin since last Thursday and it's been a very busy, very fun trip. I promise several posts soon. We are heading back to Gainesville tonight. Here's a teaser of posts to come - a new bike for me, a half-marathon PR, Brian's birthday present, winning my age group at a race, and who knows what else. Stay tuned and hope everyone is doing well!

Near Misses and Simple Pleasures

Ok, so this post is a little on the sappy side, but I do have my sappy moments from time to time - it happens. Besides, I'm sure a little sappiness is more desirable to most of my readers than hearing about hocking up phlegm and blowing my nose into my hand during runs or my ruminations on whether or not Nuun gives me gas. Also, it's pretty long, but I guess it'll keep everyone busy for a while.

When I was writing my previous post on Happiness, an essay that I had read in a book popped into my head. It was somewhat relevant to what I was writing, and also to some moments I had experienced on my long run on Sunday.

• I came across a girl who had wrecked on her bike, she wasn't wearing a helmet, and had escaped with a scraped hand and some minor road rash. I know a few of us that can relate to that. She was sitting on the sidewalk talking to her boyfriend on her cellphone - he was coming to pick her up. I made sure she was ok and continued my run.
• There were at least 4 times when I put my foot down on some item in my path that could have resulted in a messed up ankle or me ending up on my ass, but I managed to keep my balance and keep on going. Is sweetgum ball surfing an extreme sport? If not, maybe it should be.
  
• Don't even get me started on the impaired driving abilities of people on their way to church. Let's just say that people on their way to work are much nicer to pedestrians than church goers.
  
• The traffic lights were all in my favor. Translation - I didn't have to stop at an intersection.
  

At any rate this essay, from what I could recall, was on near misses. I tracked it down, reread it, and thought "That might be nice to share at some point." Today I was talking on the phone with my sister, and she was relating to me that she and her husband had made an important financial decision in an incredibly timely moment, and so the essay came back to mind and I figured "What the heck, I don't have any thing else to write about at the moment." That's entirely untrue, but let's just pretend I don't have three or four unfinished posts in the works.

Anyway, the essay is from the book All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten by Robert Fulghum. I'm sure many of you recognize the title. I think my mom got me the book when I was in college, but I don't remember. It's full of essays about life and the human condition, and it has a tendency to be overly emotional and a bit over the top, but the author is funny and writes a lot about his own personal experiences so it's interesting and enjoyable. He grew up in Texas so maybe that's what draws me. I was going to summarize the essay or take an excerpt but then I decided that was too much work so here it is.

My Grandfather Sam called me up last Tuesday to ask if I'd take him to a football game. Grandfather likes small-town high school football – and even better, the eight-man ball played by crossroads teams. Grandfather is a fan of amateurs and small scale. Some people are concerned about how it is that good things happen to bad people, and there are those concerned about how bad things happen to good people. But my grandfather is interested in those times when miracles happen to ordinary people. Here again, he likes small scale.

When a nothing team full of nothing kids from a nothing town rises up with nothing to lose against some upmarket suburban outfit with new uniforms, and starts chucking hail-Mary bombs from their own goal line, and their scrawny freshman tight end catches three in a row to win the game – well, it does your heart good.

Murphy's Law does not always hold, says Grandfather Sam. Every once in a while the fundamental laws of the universe seem to be momentarily suspended, and not only does everything go right, nothing seems to be able to keep it from going right. It's not always something as dramatic as the long bomb or the slam-dunk that wins ball games.

Ever drop a glass in the sink when you're washing dishes and have it bounce nine times and not even chip? Ever come out after work to find your lights have been on all day and your battery's dead but you're parked on a hill and you let your old hoopy roll and it fires the first time you pop the clutch and off you roar with a high heart? Ever pull out that drawer in your desk that has a ten-year accumulation of junk in it – pull it out too far and too fast – and just as it's about to vomit its contents all over the room you get a knee under it and stagger back hopping on one foot and doing a balancing act like the Great Zucchini and you don't lose it? A near-miss at an intersection; the glass of knocked-over spilled milk that waltzes across the table but doesn't spill; the deposit that beat your rubber check to the bank because there was a holiday you forgot about; the lump in your breast that turned out to be benign; the heart attack that turned out to be gas; picking the right lane for once in a traffic jam; opening the door of your car with a coat hanger through the wing window on the first try. And on and on and on and on.

When small miracles occur for ordinary people, day by ordinary day. When not only did the worst not happen, but maybe nothing much happened at all, or some little piece fell neatly into place. The grace of what-might-have-been-but-wasn't, and it was good to get off scot-free for once. The ecstasy of what-could-never-happen-but-did, and it was grand to have beat the odds against for a change. Or the bliss of just what-was-for-a-day when nothing special took place – life just worked.

My grandfather says he blesses God each day when he takes himself off to bed having eaten and not having been eaten once again. “Now I lay me down to sleep. In the peace of amateurs, for whom so many blessings flow. I thank you, God, for what went right! Amen.”

Happiness is.......

• thinking I am on mile 3 of a 10 mile run and looking at my watch and discovering that I am actually on mile 5 - wohoo! It was 98% humidity so this discovery was the high point of the run, the rest pretty much sucked.
• a phone call with my sister
  
• chocolate cookies
• breakfast with my husband
• the NY Giants beating Dallas to advance in the playoffs
• soaking in the hot tub
• meatloaf and mashed potatoes
  

These were some of my happy moments today. Tomorrow is the opportunity for a whole new list. Hope you had some good moments today too!

Still Here

I realize I haven't posted in a week. I actually have three posts in the works but I haven't been on the computer much lately. We are having absolutely beautiful weather and I have been trying to pack in lots of outdoor time. Tomorrow will be more of the same, and I am looking forward to yet another afternoon spent at the campus pool. As far as this week goes, it's been one of those weeks where I can't figure out where the time went. Oh well!

My training is going well, although I was quite tired on Wednesday. I resumed my stadium workout on Tuesday after a two week break and realized immediately why running hills had been harder than usual on Saturday. The stadium workout went well, but I was wiped after. Usually I ride the bike at the gym for another hour, but I opted for home and some evening yoga. After nearly falling on my face while doing balance poses - much to Brian's amusement - I opted to get down on the floor where I very nearly fell asleep.

Speaking of yoga, I started teaching my class this week. I have 28 people signed up and it looks like I may have two more joining next week - 30 people, that's crazy! The last time I taught a fitness class with 30 people in it was the aerobics classes I taught at the University of MD - that was many moons ago. This is a beginner's class and everyone has such a great attitude. I love teaching beginners - it is both easier and more challenging than teaching more advanced students. Beginners typically know very little about yoga so they are very open to instruction, but they also don't know any of the terms, poses, and concepts so there is a lot more explanation required. All teachers should teach a beginner class - it helps to keep you familiar with the fundamentals of the practice. At any rate, this session is for six weeks and if there is enough interest, I'll continue offering classes.

That's all for now. More soon!

What's Next?

That was the question that I was asked several times during my Christmas visit so I figure I should answer it. I might as well tie it in with a year in review and New Year's resolutions - although typically my New Year's resolutions are goals I set for myself so the resolutions and "what's next" are essentially the same. I tend to avoid resolutions like be a better person, spouse, or friend because I always try to be better at those things - I may not always succeed, but I do try. I'd like to think that achieving the goals I set for myself help me to be a better person, but that's just my opinion.

So here's a quick recap of the year. I won't make any judgments on whether it was a good or bad year. I'm an optimist and I tend to think that the good outweighs the bad, and that even the bad things tend to look better over time. Yes, I am a silver lining kind of gal. I also think that each year is better than the last, and I try not to dwell on the past too much - it happened, it's over, moving on. That doesn't mean I don't enjoy reminiscing - I definitely do - I just prefer to not live in the past.

This year has definitely been a year of progressively improving health and fitness. Last year at this time, I was taking heart medication, having blood pressure issues, and dealing with plantar fasciitis. The majority of health issues cleared up and I was given a clean bill of health by my doctor in May. The plantar fasciitis took much longer to improve, but was pretty much gone by September. I ran the AT&T Half-marathon in February, started my triathlon season in March, did the Tour de Pain (3 races in 2 days) in August, and completed the NY Marathon in November. I did six triathlons this year: two sprint distances, one sprint distance tri turned duathlon, one quarter-iron distance (not quite an olympic distance), one half-iron distance, and one olympic distance - that is the most I've ever done in a year. I completed my 2nd half-ironman tri and set a PR for both that distance and the Olympic distance. I also set a marathon PR. Overall, I'm pleased with my racing accomplishments and healthwise I'm feeling really good.

My goals for 2008 are to complete Ironman Florida in November - that's the big one, to PR in a half-marathon - I have to beat 2:08, and to PR in a half-iron and olympic distance triathlon. I am racing the 3M half-marathon in a few weeks so I'm shooting for the half-marathon PR soon. If I don't make it, I will try again a month later. I'd love to break 2 hours, but I'm not quite sure I'm there yet. I'm doing the Gulf Coast Triathlon in May - I'm already registered so unless something major comes up, I'm definitely there. This is the half-iron distance. I set a PR last year with plantar fasciitis and on a harder course so another PR is looking good.

The other thing I have in the works is teaching yoga. I'm starting to teach a class next week and I would really like to get a few regular classes going. I worked really hard to complete my yoga certification and it'll be nice to put it to use.

That's all for now. I'll keep you updated on my progress. Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!

In the New Year, may your right hand always be stretched out in friendship and never in want.
-Irish Toast

May you always have walls for the winds,
a roof for the rain, tea beside the fire,
laughter to cheer you, those you love near you,
and all your heart might desire
-Irish Blessing

Kick in the pants

It's been a few days since I've posted so I figure I should write something. It's going to be short because it's dinner time and I'm hungry. Brian and I eat out every Saturday night so we need to be going.

Things have been pretty low key here in Gainesville since returning from our Christmas adventure in Maryland. The city is quiet and campus is like a ghost town while the students are away. Brian has been working and I have been trying with mixed results to find a workout groove again. For the past few weeks, I've not been loving running - swimming and biking, no problem, but running - yuck! There are a few reasons, but I'm going to put it all under the umbrella of runner's burnout. It's been really hard for me to motivate to do a running workout that didn't involve other people, and even then the run often sucked. Sometimes I really feel like I need someone to come and give me a kick in the pants. Since I didn't have any takers for that offer, I figured it was time to give myself a kick - so to speak. Today I decided I really needed to suck it up and do my long run as scheduled by my coach. It was 90% humidity and the idea of 1:45 hrs on the concrete was not helping my motivation so I headed to the gym to use the treadmill. I figured I hadn't been on it in a while so maybe it wouldn't be such mental torture. With the 2nd half of the Texas basketball game as my companion and the occasional text message from Joey, I managed the 1:45 just fine-10.5 miles total. I feel good and more importantly, I feel motivated again. Maybe the week off from running was just what I needed.

Christmas Cheer

This is just a quick post to share some photos from Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. I thought those of you that are working tomorrow - I'm so sorry about that - might want some entertainment, and I figured the three of you that read my blog that weren't present for the mayhem that is a McDonold Family Christmas want to see some pics. Brian and I are traveling back to the warmth of Florida tomorrow so maybe a longer post is coming - or maybe not.

Happy Song

I have to start off this post by saying that the Holidays make me sentimental and this is definitely a bit on the mushy side. You have been warned!

I was out for an easy 3-mile run today. It was a bit on the chilly side - the thermometer said 35 but I think it may have been closer to 40. Regardless, it was much colder than I am used to or prefer. I said a silent prayer to the geniuses that have developed all the varieties of cold weather technical fabric. More on that in another post. So I'm running along listening to my ipod and a particular song comes on that I happen to enjoy. It's a mushy, happy song in that 80's pop rock style - think Katrina and the Waves "Walkin' on Sunshine" and you'll be in the right ballpark. The name of the song is "You're a Friend of Mine" and it's a duet by Jackson Brown and Clarence Clemons (of E Street Band Fame). No, I'm not kidding. It's about lasting friendship and it's sappy and sentimental and yet it resonates with me on a certain level. I've included the lyrics and a YouTube video. Be warned - if you don't like the saxophone and you have an aversion to the 80's then stay far away from this video.

You're a Friend of Mine

Striking out?
Well count me in
I'm gonna stand right by your side through thick or thin
Ain't no doubt
Gonna win
A walk through hell ain't bad compared to where we've been

Oh, you can depend on me
Over and over... over and over
Know that I intend to be
The one who always makes you laugh until you cry
And you can call on me until the day you die

Years may come and go
Here's one thing I know
All my life
You're a friend of mine

That argument
I can't forget
We fought so hard I don't think I've recovered yet
The girls we knew
Who thought you were cool
I never introduced my favorite ones to you

Oh, you can depend on me
Over and over... over and over
Know that I intend to be
The one who always makes you laugh until you cry
And you can call on me until the day you die

Years may come and go
Here's one thing I know
All my life
You're a friend of mine

Travelin' Blues

Today Brian and I made our annual holiday trek to Maryland to spend Christmas with my family. Christmas with my family is always super fun - really anything with my family is always a good time - so we don't mind making the trip, but today was a rather trying travel day. It was by no means the worst holiday travel experience we've ever had, but it wasn't the best either. Mostly I just wasn't expecting things to be as chaotic as the were.

We flew out of Orlando, which is a 1.5 - 2 hour drive - I allowed for 2 hours, since it's the holidays AND Friday, and I scheduled us to leave so that we would be at the airport 2 hours before our flight. The point to adding in all the extra travel time wasn't because I thought things were going to be crazy, but because I didn't want us to feel rushed and stressed out. Well, it was a bit crazy. Traffic was heavy, the airport was insane, I was hungry so I was getting grouchy. It seemed like no one had planned for it to be that busy - like all the airport and airline employees forgot it was Christmas. Everyone was being pleasant, though, which was nice. If people had started getting ugly, I might have come unhinged. Between the line at the Southwest counter and the line at security, we barely had enough time to get some sandwiches that weren't McDonald's and get to our gate. We arrived at our gate just as our flight was beginning to board. The flight took off with no problems, our luggage made it to Baltimore, and my brother picked us up at the airport. I ate on the plane and felt much better, and Brian still thinks being married to me is a good thing. We are here with family and everything is good again. Like I said, not the worst travel experience, but not the best.

What Really Matters

I have the Google Desktop Sidebar on my computer and one of the features is a slideshow. At first I though it was just loading random images, but then I would notice one of my photos would pop up. It turns out that it will pull images from your computer. I set up a folder with photos I like and now when I am working I get to enjoy a nice slideshow.

It's the holiday season which means shopping, and I have been doing more than my fair share. Those of you that know me, know that I LOVE giving presents to the people I love so I don't mind the shopping. I do most of my shopping online so it's not much of a hassle and I don't actually have to get dressed to do it. As I was shopping on my computer accompanied by the faces of those I am shopping for via my slideshow, I thought I'd take a moment to pause and share with everyone what is really important to me. See the slideshow below. Happy Holidays!

I realized as I was trying to find pictures of everyone that I am lacking in photos of certain people, and I am especially lacking in large group shots. If you have an pics you want to share with me, feel free to email.

Slow Down!

I was sitting in the short but rather intense traffic that is rush hour in Gainesville listening to my favorite radio station 100.5 The Buzz - for those of you that were fans of 99.1 WHFS back in the day, this station is for you. The station streams online so check it out if you like. Anyway, they played Christmas in Las Vegas by Richard Cheese followed by Slow Down by Reel Big Fish. As I was grooving to the song, it took me a moment to realize that this was a NEW Reel Big Fish song. Very cool! I also realized that this was a rather positive song with some pretty feel good lyrics - a bit of a departure for Reel Big Fish. They tend to have a sarcastic edge to their songs even when the music sounds upbeat. I'm sure it's not too hard to imagine the gist of the song based on it's title - you got it, it's all about slowing down, relaxing , chilling out. I thought it was a particularly appropriate topic given the time of year and how absolutely crazed and stressed out people can get around holiday time, so I though I'd share. There wasn't much on YouTube since the album is so new, but I managed to find something so take a deep breath, let it out, and enjoy a few minutes of fun music. Oh, and feel free to dance - I have been!

For those of you that are Reel Big Fish fans, the name of the new album is Monkeys for Nothing and Chimps for Free. Too funny! You can listen to songs on their website or myspace page.

Too Cute!!!

This is the picture I got in my birthday/Christmas card from my sister. Awesome! She commented that it was likely that all family pictures for the next few years were going to be from Halloween, since it was too hard to get everyone together in one place long enough to take a holiday family pic. Happy Halloween, Merry Christmas - it all works!

Art, Math, Science? - all of the above

Last night I was doing some Christmas shopping. I was looking at some different toy websites and saw something that reminded me of the spirograph I had as a child. I loved that toy! I still enjoy toys especially puzzles, legos, toy cars, and coloring books, and Christmas time makes me a little nostalgic for some of my childhood toys. Think what you will about that, but I personally think the world would be better off if more adults played liked kids on occasion. Anyway, I was curious if some version of the spirograph was still made so I did a Google search. Lots of websites having to do with fractals came up, and the science geek in me took over. I found this website, Mandelbrot Explorer, that allows you to zoom in and out on the Mandelbrot set. The image above is one that I "created".

Now what exactly is the Mandelbrot set, you might be wondering? Here is a basic definition I found on a website. "The Mandelbrot set named after Benoit Mandelbrot, is a fractal. Fractals are objects that display self-similarity at various scales. Magnifying a fractal reveals small-scale details similar to the large-scale characteristics. Although the Mandelbrot set is self-similar at magnified scales, the small scale details are not identical to the whole. In fact, the Mandelbrot set is infinitely complex. Yet the process of generating it is based on an extremely simple equation involving complex numbers." The website also gives a basic explanation of how the image is generated. Wikipedia also has good info.

I'm sure a few of you have noticed that the above image bears a striking resemblance to some sea shells - particularly the nautilus and the fossil ammonites. All natural objects, living or not, exhibit fractal geometry at some level, and this observation is part of the math known as Chaos Theory. I'm going to stop there - I believe that's enough education for one day, and Chaos Theory kind of makes my head hurt. If you want to have some fun, go to the Mandelbrot Explorer and play around. Be careful, though, it is definitely a timesuck.

By the way, I never did find out about the spirograph. I am definitely too easily distracted!

Holiday Time Already?

It's been a week since Thanksgiving and I am in serious holiday denial. Seriously where did the time go? It's been a bit of a roller coaster ride this year - an introspection that I'll save for another post - but I really can't believe that another year has come and gone. Now before anyone thinks I'm getting all Scroogey - I love the holidays, I'm just completely unprepared for them. I got a request from my Secret Santa for gift ideas and I drew a complete blank. That is really unusual for me. I know some of it comes from living in Florida - it's very odd for me to think about Christmas when it's 80 degrees out. Not that I'm complaining about the warm weather - I'm just saying warm weather and holidays don't make a connection in my brain. When we were in Austin, we had the Trail of Lights in Zilker Park so even if we were wearing shorts and sandals, we had a holiday light display to put us in the mood. I told Brian we need to go find some light display this weekend.

This past Friday, we went to Brian's department's holiday party. This was the first year they had a party. The department chair decided that there was enough faculty and staff to warrant a party. Wohoo! We had fun! Lots of yummy food, beer and wine, good music, and excellent company. Here's a pic of me and Brian at the party.

Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spamity Spam, Spaaaaam

My brother Pat was visiting us a couple of weeks ago. We went to the Downtown Gainesville Art Festival on Saturday afternoon. This is a really nice festival with lots of artists and lots of food. I commented that if you want people to walk around for a long time and spend money then you need to feed them. Pat commented that Food + Art = Fart. That's my family! As we turned a corner, we saw the Spam truck. Of course I had to take a picture, otherwise I'm sure no one would believe me. Seriously - a Spam truck - at an art festival no less. We had a great time and I bought a couple of wooden puzzles. Of course, you can not mention Spam without Monty Python coming to mind so here is the Spam sketch for your amusement.

Another Thanksgiving Gone By

As I mentioned previously, Brian and I spent the long Thanksgiving weekend in Rockport with the Trimyer family. We had such a good time! It was so good to see everyone. Brian makes the trip to Texas rarely and the last time was last Thanksgiving so he really enjoyed it. The weather was on the cold, damp, and windy side but considering our plan involved lots of eating, football watching, socializing, and card playing, it really wasn't a tragedy.

Thursday morning Joey, Rachel, Maggie and I had plans to run the annual Corpus Christi Turkey Trot - a 4.1 mile race. There was a kids K race, also, and Brian agreed to get up early and come with us to watch Jordan while we ran. That way both Jordan and Joey got to race. It was soooo cold!!! A crazy cold front had come through the night before, and the temps were in the 40's with 20 mph north winds - brrr! The temp wouldn't have been so bad if it wasn't for the wind. Anyway, Jordan ran his race and he did very well. He ran the whole thing by himself. He specifically stated that he didn't want Mommy or Daddy to run it with him. This was the first time that he ran a race completely on his own. It was very fun to see! Afterwards, he and Uncle Brian headed indoors while we ran our race. Joey ran an awesome race, although he is somewhat disappointed for various reasons - check out his blog for details. Rachel and Maggie also had excellent runs finishing very close together. I was very happy with my time especially considering the wind - 36:38 watch time (36:52 gun time), a respectable 8:51 min mile. My time last year was 38:07 - yay for getting faster! I was midpack in my age group and would have had to run an 8 min mile to place in the top three so even though I probably could have run a little faster, it wouldn't have got me any hardware. My goal for this race was to dial in to a sub 9 min mile and try to stay there. It's the pace I need to get comfortable with if I'm going to PR in a half-marathon this winter. I accomplished that, and felt like I could have run a few more miles at that pace so I'm feeling confident that I can meet my goals.

After the race, we headed back to the house for showers, naps, and turkey, of course! - and pie! The list of food that was cooked for us by Bill and Carol during our visit was insane! There was turkey and 2 kinds of stuffing - with and without oysters, gravy, sweet potatoes, asparagus, green beans, rolls for Thanksgiving dinner. Jordan helped Grandma make the rolls, which was very cute to watch. Friday we had sausage, biscuits, and gravy for breakfast, gumbo for lunch, and enchiladas and tamales for dinner - I'm not kidding! Saturday was the highly anticipated seafood fest - fried shrimp - prepared by Joey, fried oysters, oysters rockefeller, and an oyster stew - I forget what it was called but it was super yummy. Interspersed in all the food was the pie - apple, pumpkin, cherry, chocolate creme, pecan. There was also much consumption of leftovers. Between the almost continuous food coma; the cold, overcast weather; and the warm, fuzzy feeling of contentment that comes from being surrounded by loved ones; I slept better than I have in quite some time.

Other high points were a visit by Carol's longtime friend, Stella, who brought a super yummy earthquake cake; testing out Joey's strawberry and sparkling wine holiday beverage - 2 thumbs up; Joey's Aunt Bootie and Uncle Gorman joining us for the Saturday Seafood Fest; watching Buckaroo Bonzai; playing cards with Joey and Brian - our game is Sgt. Major, a three person card game developed by British officers in India. We discovered it via Google during our last trip to Mexico. Rachel had gone to bed and we wanted to play cards so Joey used his phone to find a three person card game. We ended up playing it quite a few evenings on that trip. Last Thanksgiving, we went on a tear and played until 3 am. This year we behaved ourselves - we played every evening but went to bed at a reasonable hour.

Another fun thing is watching Rachel prepare for her Black Friday shopping excursion. Now anyone that knows Rachel, knows that she is very organized, but the way she plans out this day of shopping is amazing to me. After combing the newspaper for the sale info, she decides what stores she wants to visit and then she and Carol plan out the best route according to what time Rachel wants to be at a certain store and which stores are near each other. If I was that organized and focused, I might enjoy shopping more. Armed with her lists, Rachel, Maggie and Carol headed out while the rest of us looked forward to the UT - A&M game. I expected to get some text messages from Maggie - we virtual shop together regularly - but Maggie had no joy with the shopping or at least, she didn't find anything that she had to have. Overall though, they had better shopping results than we did football results.

Last but not least was a Saturday run with Joey. Joey and I used to run together regularly when I lived in Austin and it's always nice when we get a chance to run together. It doesn't happen too often. For one thing Joey has gotten considerably faster than me. Saturday was yucky weather but we sucked it up and did 4 miles in 37:13 - a respectable 9:17 min mile. Good for me, a little slow for Joey. I told him he could run ahead if he wanted, but he opted to take it easy and stay with me. Thanks J!

Overall, it was an awesome trip even with the cold weather and the travel delays getting home. I can't believe Christmas is just around the corner!

Off to Rockport

Brian and I are heading off to Rockport to spend Thanksgiving with Joey, Rachel, Jordan, Maggie and Joey's parent's Bill and Carol, and whomever else of Joey's family may be stopping by. Now I'm sure some of you may be wondering why we aren't going to Maryland to visit my family or New York to visit Brian's. There are lots of reasons but the big one is that we consider Joey and his family to be our family as well, and when you move away from your family it's always good to visit.

Back when Brian and I lived in Texas, Joey and Rachel sort of adopted us. I guess moving halfway across the country and leaving your friends and family behind sort of makes a person in need of adopting. Anyway, this was back when Robert Mueller was the Austin Airport and flying back to the Northeast was both costly and a hassle. We started spending Thanksgiving at Joey's parents. Now I could go on and on about how great it is to spend Thanksgiving with the Trimyers, but I need to finish packing so I'm going to sum it up - lots of amazing food, lots of my favorite people in the world, football, and pie. It really is a great way to spend the holiday.

For my family who is reading this, of course we miss you and I wish we could all be together to celebrate Thanksgiving - I'm not sure there is a house big enough to hold all of us, but that's a detail for another day. We love you! Happy Thanksgiving!

Friday Fun

This past Friday, I attended a health fair at the Veterans Administration. I was there in my capacity as a yoga teacher, and the primary goal was to drum up interest for a yoga class for employees at the VA. My friend Barry is the Wellness Director at the VA and during several of our runs we had talked about the possibility of me teaching yoga classes for the employees. He invited me to the health fair and has been telling everyone about me. The response was overwhelming! I had a sign-up sheet for people that were interested in getting more information and over 40 people signed up. Looks like I'll be teaching at least one yoga class starting in January. I know a few of you are thinking "It's about time" and it really is.

It was fun hanging out at the fair all day and talking with people about yoga. I think I did a nice job with my display. I had lots of visuals, I had made a brochure that had some basic info about yoga and about me, some business cards, and a sheet of basic yoga poses that people could take with them.

My Display

I also made the rounds of the other tables. There was a rep from Powerhouse Gym at the table next to mine and we chatted, the VA nutrition consultant was behind me. She was extolling the benefits of dark chocolate. I started teasing her that if she was going to insist on talking about chocolate that she was going to have to give me some. The Gainesville Rowing Club was there. One of my stadium group is a member so she was there representing the club. I am hoping to be able to attend one of their Intro to Rowing classes in the spring and maybe start rowing. That should take care of my current lack of upper body strength really fast. I also talked with the Rock Gym guy. I would love to start climbing again - even if it is inside. Tuesday is Ladies Day so maybe that'll be something new for me to do.

Alberta, one of the Florida Gators mascots - it's Albert and Alberta - was present. She was hilarious! She visited all the displays, had her blood pressure checked, and demonstrated several yoga poses. We even did some sun salutations. She is an accomplished yogini. She was a little upset about my Babar Yoga for Elephants Book. I assured her that gators are just as good at yoga and that perhaps she and I should write a book. It was a really fun day!

Blood Pressure Check

Alberta Demonstrates Warrior II

Big Thanks!

I know the five of you that regularly read my blog are dying in anticipation of the marathon race report - I promise it's on the way. I started this post a few days ago, but my brother Pat has been in town visiting and I've been busy. Hopefully, this will tide you over.

Before I post the actual race report - patience grasshopper - I'd like to say thank you to everyone who helped to get me to and through the race. As I mentioned in a previous blog post, no one finishes a marathon by themselves. Sure the blood, sweat, and tears are all their own, but without the support of friends and family, the race would be a complete sufferfest. So here is what I'm sure is an incomplete list and is in no particular order, but is what comes to mind at the moment.

• My sister Sarah who has the makings of an awesome Sherpa. Not only did she and her husband give up their bedroom and sleep on an air mattress for four nights, but she called me the Monday before the race to get my shopping list so she could have food for me. She cooked for me, took care of ordering my pre-race pasta fest, went with me to the Marathon Expo, got everyone to the pre-designated cheering locations, AND drove me to the Staten Island Ferry on race morning. FYI to my IMFL gang - she may be joining us for the race. Did I mention the finish line flowers? Oh yeah, and she has four children under the age of 6. What a rock star!
• My sister's hubby, Chalmers, for giving up his bedroom, but mostly for going to the chosen post-race restaurant ahead of everyone else and getting us on the list for a table. Having to wait for a table after a marathon would not be fun.
• My nieces, Olivia and Elena, for helping to make a super awesome sign for me, and coming out to cheer me on.
• Joey, Rachel, Maggie, and Jordan - they are always a huge part of any event I do even if they aren't there. Joey, Maggie, and Rachel were taking responsibility for getting me registered for IMFL '08, since registration was occurring at the same time as the marathon. Joey had a shirt custom made for me to run in with it's very own Trimyer Original design. Rachel got me a pair of soft, fuzzy slipper socks that I wore constantly in New York 'cause it was cold. The socks have sockmonkeys embroidered on them. I know everyone is jealous - my sister sure is! Jordan drew me a good luck picture that I kept by my bed - what a sweetie!
• My hubby, Brian, who didn't necessarily do anything above and beyond what he normally does leading up to the marathon because he takes such good care of me all the time that there really isn't a whole lot more he could do. It was so much fun having him cheer for me and take pics. He gets big props for not saying a word when I wore my tiara through the entire post-marathon dinner.
• Brian's parents, Bob and Chris. I think they were more excited than I was when I first announced that I had gotten into the NYC marathon. They took us out to an awesome restaurant on Friday night, came into the city on Sunday to join the cheering squad, found an excellent post-race restaurant, and parked their car close to Central Park West, which meant we didn't have to deal with getting a cab once I finally got out of the park. Awesome!
  
• My friends and fellow Florida Track Club members, Tom and Barry, for convincing me back in June to join them for a stadium workout on Tuesdays and a 3 mile hill run on Thursdays. Those workouts made most of the hills during the race seem easy.
• Emily, Vicky, Liz, Mom, and Greg for pre- and post-race good wishes, and the rest of my family as well. Even if they aren't always sure what I'm up to, they always make a big deal about it when they find out. Thanks y'all!
  
• My coach, Brandon Marsh, for putting together an awesome training program. I can not say enough good things about my training, and I am looking forward to working with Brandon for Ironman.

Thanks Everyone! I love you!

NYC Marathon - all done!

The race is done. You will have to hold your horses for a full race report and pics 'cause I'm tired. Here are a few tidbits - the Staten Island Ferry is awesome, people in Brooklyn LOVE the marathon and are by far the best cheerers I've ever experienced, running over the Queensboro Bridge 15 miles into a race sucks ass, having a shirt with your name on it in a spectator heavy race totally rocks - thanks Joey, knowing you've got people waiting for you at mile 18 and 24 is a serious motivator, finishing on an uphill is a bit rough.

My time was 5:07:30. My goal was 4:40 - more to come on the discrepancy. My time was a 43 minute improvement over my last marathon so I'm happy. I also feel much better than I did after my other two marathons. Wohoo!

The Expo

Friday, Sarah and I heading to the NY Marathon Race Expo. It was by far the craziest race expo I have ever been to. There were people everywhere! There were lots of volunteers to direct the athletes so picking up my race number and packet were relatively easy. Once we were done with that, we headed out into the expo for some shopping. It was really crowded! We covered most of the expo, but we were going pretty quickly so I'm sure I missed some freebies. I did score a bandana from the Livestrong booth and an autrographed photo from Stepheno Baldini, the current marathon Olympic gold medalist. After doing some shopping, we decided it was time to go. I get agitated if I spend too much time in large, crowded, noisy places - it's why I avoid places like Walmart and Home Depot. I bought some pretty cute things, but my favorite purchase by far is the FDNY t-shirts that were being sold at the Expo exit. There was a group of firefighters selling shirts with the FDNY logo on the front and "FDNY Stand Back 200 Feet" on the back. Of course I had to have one! I got one each for the twins and one for me and my sister - in pink. Anyone that ever thought I needed a warning label has now gotten their wish. The shirts were $10 and all proceeds go to FDNY - a great shirt and I get to feel good about it too.

New York at last!

Last night Brian and I flew to New York. It was an uneventful trip, which is always good when air travel is involved. Before our flight, we met Joey in the Jacksonville Airport - he and Maggie are in Panama City Beach this weekend to volunteer for Ironman Florida which is on Saturday. They are going to register for IMFL 2008 on Sunday and hopefully get me registered, too. We had a nice dinner and hung out for a bit while waiting for our flight. I'm totally bummed that the marathon and IMFL are on the same weekend - I really want to be there!

We flew into La Guardia so we had an awesome view of NY City all lit up at night. We flew over the Verrazano Bridge - the race start, saw the Statue of Liberty, and the Empire State Building lit up Orange and Blue - the marathon's colors. I can't believe the race is almost here.

We spent some time chatting with my sister, Sarah, and her husband, Chalmers, before heading off to bed. This morning has been low key. Sarah and I are heading to the Race expo in a bit while the twins nap. Brian has opted for babysitting detail over the Race expo.

1st Marathon

Here is a photo of Rachel and I at the finish of our first ever marathon. This was the Austin Marathon in February of 2005. It was 80 degrees at the finish - a very warm race with little shade. I can't believe we are smiling, we must have been delusional. Anyway, I thought it was appropriate to share as NY approaches. This will be my third marathon, but the first one I've done without Rachel - that seems odd to me. I'm getting nervous and beginning to wonder what I was thinking. At any rate, if the weather forecast holds, this will be the best weather I've had for a marathon. Current forecast is a low of 44, high of 55, mostly cloudy, and 57% humidity. Excellent conditions! Cross your fingers that the forecast holds.

Gimme a Break!

Okay, this entry is a bit whiny and definitely has some bitch and moan in it, but it's my blog and I'm going to use it to vent a little. Anyone that knows me knows that vocalizing my frustrations goes a long way towards making me feel better.

I have received three emails since Thursday regarding changes in the start of the NY marathon. The first email was to inform runners at the green start - that's me - that there is construction on the lower deck of the Verrazano Bridge and the running lanes will be narrower than in previous years so it may take longer to get across the start line. Mildly annoying but not the end of the world, but considering that I am already getting nervous, it's not want I wanted to hear. Next email - due to major construction around the Verrazano Bridge, it is recommended that all athletes take the Staten Island Ferry. Again this is not a huge deal, and even looks like it might allow me to sleep later. It just requires rearranging my morning plans, but on top of the previous email, and the fact that I am already nervous, it's not what I need. Email #3 - all runners in the green start will be put into waves and each wave will be led up from the corral onto the bridge as soon as the previous wave has cleared. Okay, now I'm starting to get bent out of shape. Seriously people!

Now I'm sure most of you are thinking "What's the big deal? Just some logistical changes. At least they are keeping you informed." All of which is true, and it really isn't that big a deal. It will mean that it will likely take longer for me to cross the start line which has nutritional and hydration implications, and I do have to replan how I am getting to the race start, but mostly it's just adding to my nervousness. Anyway, that's my rant for the day - nothing major, but I feel better already!

Wow!

Unless you are living under a rock, you know that Southern California is on fire. Yesterday Brian got a picture from a friend of his that lives in Huntington Beach north of San Diego. He took the picture from his front porch and the fires are about 25 miles away. Today I talked to my brother Pat who lives in Sugarloaf in the mountains east of Los Angeles. He and Kelly are doing fine except for the smoke. Fortunately the weather conditions are improving and firefighters are starting to get a handle on the situation. I just thought I would take a moment to send some good thoughts to the people dealing with this awful situation.

Track me!

It's less than 2 weeks to the NY marathon. If you want to know exactly how long until start time, check the countdown clock to the right. I'm sure my posts are going to be primarily about the upcoming race so I apologize for going one-dimensional on you. Also, Brian's been working so much lately that there really isn't a whole lot going on - the ocassional happy hour, Saturday dinners, football. The typical stuff. Anyway, this post is to let everyone know that the athlete tracking is up. NY is doing their tracking differently than other races. The athlete has to register the email addresses of people that want to track them. I'm guessing this is the race organizers' attempt to keep the tracking from getting out of hand or to deter stalkers - or both. If you want to track me, just send me an email and I'll sign you up. I'm assuming that if you give me the email address for your cell phone that should work, also. For those of you that are unfamiliar with athlete tracking, basically every time I go through a timing checkpoint on the course, anyone signed up to track me will get an email or text message informing you of my progress. It's almost like being there!

Race Number

Today I got my race registration card in the mail. My race number is 29499. This is the biggest race number I have ever had. There really will be close to 40,000 people running this race. Incredible! My card also tells me that I will be at the Green Start. Because the race is so big, the starting line is split up into three groups, and the first 8 miles of the race are also split. I have the last three weeks of my training from my coach. Two weeks from Thursday, Brian and I will be getting on a plane to New York. It's almost here!

More Cowbell!

I was on YouTube the other day looking for a particular Saturday Night Live clip to send to a friend. I wasn't sure if I would find it because NBC has been coming down hard on YouTube about the whole copyright thing and a lot of SNL clips have been pulled. I have had some luck finding older clips so I figured I'd give it a shot. I found the clip I was looking for and sent the link to my friend. Then I remembered another clip that I had tried to find quite a while ago but it had been removed at the time. It's up on You Tube again- who knows for how long so I thought I'd share.

For those of you that might be wondering about the apparent randomness of this clip, it has to do with spectating with Rachel at Ironman Florida 2007. Here are the things that led me to this post today. Don't try to understand my thought process - it'll just give you a headache or make you afraid of me, or both.

• Looking for a SNL clip.
  
• Registration for Ironman Florida 2008 is approaching.
  
• There will most certainly be cowbells at the NY Marathon.
  
• Thinking about Rachel.

So here's the clip - almost a year after Rachel told me about it, but no less funny. For those of you out cheering for a race - More cowbell, please!

Travel Plans

Yesterday I made my flight reservations for New York for marathon weekend. I guess there really is no turning back now. Not that I was considering backing out, but now it's definitely a done deal. Brian and I are flying out on Thursday evening and returning on Monday. Traveling the day after a marathon is unpleasant, but recovering at home will be better.

After the crazy weather in Chicago, I'm starting to get a little obsessive about checking the weather in New York. It's been so incredibly humid in Gainesville this past month that I am really hoping for the 55 degree start temperature that is the average for this race. Actually, I'm trying to imagine what running in 55 degree temps will feel like. It's unfathomable to me right now. When Brian and I were in New York for Labor Day, it was barely 80 and about 50% humidity and I just cruised through my workouts.

Overall, I feel like my training is moving right along. I've slacked off some the past few weeks on my swimming/upper body work but that's the one part of my training that's been inconsistent this past year, and I'm getting that back on track. My running and biking have been solid, and the plantar fasciitis is nearly non-existent these days. This is my first marathon that I actually have a goal finish time so I am excited and nervous all at once. New York here I come!

Hold On

I've had this song stuck in my head for a few days. It came up on my ipod during my long run on Saturday and now it keeps randomly popping in to my head. It is definitely 80's pop, but I liked it then and I still do, although it could do without the cheesy guitar solos. I figure everyone could use a little 80's pop with some good harmony and a positive message. Besides, if it's stuck in my head, I feel compelled to pass it on.

The Pirate Party

Looks like I'm back to posting once a week. I'll try to do better. The sad thing is that I started this post 5 days ago. I uploaded the photos and put together the slide show and then didn't get back to the post until now. I know - pathetic. I'll be emailing a snapfish link to some of you with all the pictures from the party. If you don't get that email in a few days and want to see the pics, just let me know. Okay, now for the important stuff.

Jordan's 6th birthday party was 2 weeks ago, September 22 to be exact. I was in Austin for the party. (See my previous post for trip details). Jordan decided he wanted a pirate theme party this year so Rachel and Joey put together a pirate treasure hunt for the kids. Joey acted as Pirate Master and led the children on their quest complete with a water balloon fight. The treasure was goody bags. It was really cute and so much fun to watch the kids!

After the hunt, there was yummy food, a pirate cake, and the pinata. It isn't really a party without a pinata, is it? The kids were really swinging hard at the pinata. It was busted open in no time. Then there were presents and the party was over. Everyone had a really good time. I think Jordan opened his presents twice as fast as he did last year.

Joey's parents and Rachel's mom and grandma had come to town for the party. I don't get to see them very often so that was nice. I spent a lot of time catching up with Linda, which was also really nice. I have to do better about keeping in touch.

Overall it was a big success! Rachel and Joey really know how to put together a party!

Motivation

This is my third post in four days. I know I don't usually post more than twice a week so if you haven't checked in a while, scroll down to see what else I've been up to.

Today I headed out for my weekly long run. 5 weeks until New York - Holy crap! This week was not a great training week. Between traveling, not sleeping so well, and dealing with a severe case of jogbra chafe from last week's long run, I had a hard time motivating. I did manage a few good workouts, though.

I didn't sleep well last night and was seriously not in the mood to run. Fortunately, we had a drop in temperature and humidity last night - probably from one of those tropical depressions in the Atlantic - and the wind picked up. It was a balmy 75 with 60% humidity when I got started. It was lovely weather, unfortunately my legs were feeling a little cruddy, and I was having a hard time staying mentally focused, which meant my pace kept falling off. I was really missing running surrounded by all the people on the hike and bike trail in Austin. Even if you aren't running with anyone, there is something uplifting about running while surrounded by lots of other runners. Today I passed one other runner - not so uplifting.

As I'm running along not really finding a groove, my theme song, as designated by Joey, came on my ipod. It made me laugh and put an extra bounce in my step. I said a silent thank you to my awesome best friend who has given me some great running music over the years. I started thinking about motivation and what keeps me going on the days when I would be just as happy sitting on my butt watching football. I was reminded of a conversation Joey and I had not too long ago about Steve Sisson's most recent blog entry. I commented that Steve must have been a Buddhist monk in a former life, and Joey countered that it was the countless number of solitary long runs over the years that had given him lots of time to think. Perhaps it's a little of both.

So as I'm running along my thoughts turn to motivation. What motivates me to get out there and train particularly on a day when things aren't going so well? There are the obvious answers - fitness, health, a sense of accomplishment, the desire to find my limits and push beyond, the fact that I've registered for a marathon and made a commitment to do the race so I damn well better train, even guilt to a certain extent, and of course, enjoyment. Yes, I do actually enjoy this stuff - I know that may seem sick and twisted to some of you. Those things get me started, and on a day when my body feels good, they are usually more than enough to get me through, but on a day like today what gives me that extra push? Where does the motivation and, just as importantly, the inspiration come from? For me the answer is easy. It comes from the people in my life. So here is a list of the people that kept me going today, and on many other days as well. They are listed in the order that they came into my mind today so if you are not on the list or are wondering about your order on the list, it was fairly random.

Joey-he was first in my thoughts because of the music, then I thought of the awesome shirt (to be revealed later) from Running Banana that he had made for me to wear when I run the marathon, and hooking me up with my excellent coach. The shirt is hanging up in our guest bathroom, which functions as my locker room, so I see it every day. Joey has been motivating me to do triathlons for a few years now, and I was fortunate to be present when he completed his first Ironman. I will be attempting my first Ironman in Novemeber 2008, and I'm thrilled that Joey has decided to do the race with me. He is always willing to mock me, harass me, or say whatever it takes to get me through a workout. He will also occasionally keep me company via text message when I am suffering on the treadmill. Thanks J!

Rachel-it's unusual for me to think of Joey without Rachel coming to mind, but in this case, it's more than inspiration by association. Rachel and I completed our first marathon together in Austin in Feb 2005. It was my second year of grad school, and I had no intention of doing a marathon that year. Rachel said she was going to do it so I decided I would try. After all, she has a full time career and a child. All I had to do was attend three classes and get busy writing up my Master's Project. If she could find time to train, I really didn't have a good excuse. Not only did she motivate me to do my first marathon, but I am pretty damn sure I would not have finished without her. We ended up running together for the part of the course that went through East Austin - around mile 20 I believe. There was little shade and it was so hot. I might have given up without her company. When I was visiting last week, I saw her medals from the half marathons she ran last year hanging on a hook on the wall. Last winter, in an effort to PR, Rachel ran four half marathons from December to mid-February. That's four 13.1 mile races in 2.5 months! Today on my run, I was thinking of the dedication and perseverance it took to accomplish that. Thanks Rachel!

By the way, I told Joey that he needed to frame those medals, but really they need a display case for all their combined hardware. I'm thinking something with spotlights, a small disco ball, and a motion sensor that triggers a trumpet fanfare whenever someone gets close. Seriously!

Brian-really there's way too much to cover for one blog entry, but what I thought of today was that this will be the first marathon that Brian has seen me run, and really one of the few races that he's been to so I want to do well. He's not big on coming to my races or anyone else's either-partly it's having to get up so early. He feels like his job is to get me to race day, which he does admirably. Now here's where some of that guilt comes in. Brian will be taking time off work to travel with me, and will likely spend most of our time in NY entertaining my nieces, who think he is the best thing ever. Now some of you might be thinking that taking a long weekend isn't a sacrifice, but Brian is trying to get tenure and has lots of grant deadlines coming up. I've been teasing him that he's obligated to watch me race since both our families will be there to cheer me on so he really can't get out of it, but I am so thrilled to know that he'll be there.

My family in New York-they will be waiting for me at mile 17 after I cross the 59th Street Bridge into Manhattan and again at mile 24 before I enter Central Park. I've never had a large group of people ready to cheer for me so I'm really excited. I'd like to look like I'm not ready to keel over when I see them.

Brandon Marsh, my coach-there's the guilt factor again. He has put in the time and effort to develop a training program for me, the least I can do is execute it to the best of my ability. Yes, I known he is getting paid for his services, but that's hardly the point. Also, I wouldn't want to reflect badly on him by having a crappy race.

Maggie-last but not least. Maggie did Ironman Florida with Joey so I got to be there with her for that, which is inspirational in and of itself, but today she helped keep me sane. I finished up my run on the treadmill at the gym. My workout today was 15-18 miles but not more than 3 hours, but do the last 5 miles at a fast pace. I knew I needed the treadmill to help keep my pace up. So there I was trying to stay focused and finish strong without having a mental meltdown - the TVs were showing a religious service, Nascar, and bowling. It was too early for football. Seriously, just kill me! Maggie texted me about her morning workout and we proceeded to have a conversation that got me through the last 3 miles. Yes, I can text and run on a treadmill - as long as it's not speedwork. Thanks Chica! You rock!

So these are the things I was thinking of as I went through my run today. Perhaps this was more of a look into my psyche than anyone really needed, but that's just how it is. Thanks to all my family and friends. Even if you weren't on today's list, I couldn't do this without you. The marathon might be a solo event, but no one gets to race day on their own.

The Mojito

Mojito - a refreshing cocktail consisting of mint leaves crushed with sugar and lime; mixed with ice, rum, and club soda. Like all cocktails there are variations, but what exactly does the word mojito mean? This is what I found myself wondering aloud as Brian and I were drinking Mojitos at one of our favorite local restaurants this evening. Yes, I know, my thoughts are so deep it's scary - or something like that. I speculated that mojito must mean "little" something because "-ito" is the Spanish ending for little. I wondered "Little mojo?" but Brian had piped in that it must mean "Little Mo". I will spare y'all the rest of the conversation. Suffice it to say it was very silly and that for me and Brian the Mojito is forever known as "Little Mo".

So what does mojito really mean? According to the Bacardi website, it does indeed mean "little mojo". Mojo being the African word for spell or charm so mojito means little spell. Brian thinks it's mildly amusing that I was right, but still says "Little Mo" is better. It certainly is funnier.

The origins of the drink date back to English pirates in the Carribean during the reign of Elizabeth I. Cool! I hope this information helps someone win at Trivial Pursuit.

Back to Austin

I know I haven't posted in a while. I was in Austin from last Thursday to Tuesday. I thought I would have time for a post while I was there but it turned out to be busy a trip. Now I haven't been to Austin since last April so I was particularly excited to see Rachel and Jordan. Of course I am always excited to see Joey but he was just here in Florida visiting me and Brian. Saturday was Jordan's birthday party so I thought that would be a good time to visit.

Overall, it was a really good trip. I consider Austin home in a lot of ways. Brian and I moved there together in 1996 so he could pursue his Ph.D. It was really the first time we had lived together without roommates and we were far away from anyone we knew. The experience solidified our relationship and every time I visit Austin I am reminded of that. Also, I just love the city - even with all it's growth and changes in recent years, it is still an awesome place to live. Brian and I would move back in a heartbeat. On top of all that, my favorite people in the world that aren't blood relatives live there.

I am in training for the New York marathon so I had workouts that I could not skip. On Friday, Joey was nice enough to let me ride his bike on the trainer. Later on that day, after I had gone with Joey's parents to pick up the tables for Jordan's party and met Joey for lunch at work; I had a lovely swim at Barton Springs. I love swimming at the Springs! I know the water is cold, but it feels so good, and it always feels so peaceful there. Plus Joey and I used to swim laps there together before I moved so it feels like part of the homecoming ritual.

Sunday was my long run. My coach had me doing 15-18 miles but no longer than 3 hours. I opted for laps on the hike and bike trail so I wouldn't have to worry about carrying too much with me while I ran. I got a later start than I planned - I was feeling a little ooky when I woke up. Fortunately the weather cooperated with me. It was so nice to not have to deal with the absolutely abysmal humidity that is summer in Florida. I started at Auditorium Shores, did Mopac to I35, Mopac to Congress Ave, and Mopac to 1st St. There were lots of people out on the trail, which was awesome. It was so nice to run surrounded by lots of happy, fit people walking, running, biking, and enjoying the weather. When I run in Gainesville, I'm lucky if I pass a single runner. I stopped running when I hit 15 miles and walked the last mile or so because I had jogbra chafe so bad it was bleeding. I still managed to average 11 minute miles. For the first 12 miles, before the chafe got too painful, I was staying comfortably steady at 10:30 minute miles so I'm pretty pleased with how my training is progressing. Barton Springs felt awesome after the run. Joey had gotten me take out from Pok-e-Jo's for lunch, and we had a mellow afternoon watching football.

High points of the trip, and these are in no particular order:

• Seeing everyone - it's a long list
  
• Jordan's Party - a separate entry to follow
• Babysitting Jordan, which involved an excursion to Auditorium Shores. I can't even begin to tell you how much fun that was.
• Amy's ice cream and Plucker's with Jordan and Joey
• Watching UT football with Joey and his dad
• Joey's dad's gumbo and Joey's mom's pie
• Dinner at Chuy's with Maggie
• Lunch at Chuy's with Joey
• Barton Springs
• Running on the Trail
  

There really wasn't any downside to the trip except that I realized that I didn't get to eat at Chuy's with Rachel. In all the years since Brian and I have moved, I don't think that's ever happened. I guess we'll have to double up on my next visit. Also, I didn't get to see everyone that I would have liked. I'll have to do better next trip.

The Cheese Shop

Sunday evenings Brian and I swim laps at our gym. It has become one of our weekend rituals. This Sunday, I had forgotten to eat a snack before we went, and I was really hungry during my swim. Brian had finished his post-swim stretching in the warm therapy pool and was heading to the locker room. I still had cold pool time and the hot tub so I asked him to get me a chocolate peanut butter banana smoothie from the smoothie bar. We still had to go to the grocery store so I wanted to put something in my stomach. When I walked into the lounge area, Brian didn't have my smoothie. He said they were out of bananas. I was a little irate - why didn't he get me something else? I walked up to the smoothie bar and asked for a mango smoothie. They're out of mangoes. Then the clerk starts listing everything they're out of, which was most of what I was interested in. I smiled, said thanks anyway and we left. As we are walking out of the front doors, Brian starts his impression of the Monty Python Cheese Shop sketch. Of course, I completely crack up laughing . If you don't get why this is funny, then just watch the clip below.

By the way, I'm a big fan of Monty Python and I would be hard pressed to pick a favorite sketch, but the Cheese Shop and the Dead Parrot are definitely at the top of the list.

Food for thought

In case no one noticed, I have been really lax in posting. It's not that I don't have anything to write about, it's just that I've been really uninspired to write. So in lieu of my stimulating writing that I know y'all can't live without, here are some quotes from the Dalai Lama and Buddha that I found in the course of a Google search. How I ended up on these pages is not in the least bit interesting, but the quotes are thought-provoking . No, I'm not a Buddhist but Buddhism is influenced by both Taoism and yoga, and so interests me. I threw in a couple of my favorite quotes from Lao-Tzu, author of the Tao Te Ching, just for fun.

Lao-Tzu:

• Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength; loving someone deeply gives you courage.
• Do the difficult things while they are easy and do the great things while they are small. A journey of a thousand miles must begin with a single step.
• If you do not change direction, you may end up where you are heading.
  

Philosophies of the Dalai Lama:

• If you have fear of some pain or suffering, you should examine whether there is anything you can do about it. If you can, there is no need to worry about it; if you cannot do anything, then there is also no need to worry.
• If you want others to be happy, practice compassion. If you want to be happy, practice compassion
• Don´t try to use what you learn from Buddhism to be a Buddhist; use it to be a better whatever-you-already-are.
  

Buddha:

• Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.
• You can search throughout the entire universe for someone who is more deserving of your love and affection than you are yourself, and that person will not be found: You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe deserve your love and affection.
• Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one getting burned.
• As you walk and eat and travel, be where you are. Otherwise you will miss most of your life.
  

Labor Day Weekend

I realize I haven't posted in quite a while. Last week was a little hectic and I just didn't make it happen. This past weekend, Brian and I headed up to NY for a visit with his family and my sister. It was a short trip but lovely. Since I finished my last triathlon of the season the week before, I could get away with just a run workout so that was nice. The weather was gorgeous the whole weekend. The high was 80 and the humidity was low. We won't see weather like that in Florida until December.

Saturday we spent relaxing by the pool with Brian's family. I had to do my long run which was a little rough since I had drank a bit too much the night before, and was a little dehydrated. I sucked it up and got it done, though. On Sunday, we headed into the city to spend the day with my sister and her family. As we were driving down the East River Drive, I saw the Queensboro Bridge and realized that in exactly 9 weeks I would be running across that bridge heading toward mile 17 of the marathon. Holy Sh!t! My coach asked me today what my time goal is and I realized that I hadn't really given it serious thought. I know what I would like to do but I haven't actually taken a serious assessment of what pace my training is indicating. Definitely something that needs firming up in the next few weeks.

Anyway, my sister has just moved into a new apartment so it was a little crazy. In case you haven't been paying attention, Sarah has 4 children ages 6 and under. The youngest are twins, Arwen and Julian, at 15 months. Brian and I spent the afternoon playing with the children while Sarah and her husband worked on hanging shelves. The older girls love their Uncle Brian! Aunt Teresa, they love when they need or want something. Somewhere along the way, Brian become the fun one, and I became the bringer of things and the bearer of gifts. Oh well! I had a blast with the twins. They are hilarious! Arwen's favorite word is baby. She points at Julian and says "baby". My sister says "That's right - and you're a baby too." Then Arwen smiles and shakes her head. Julian says "Daddy". We had lots of fun playing with balls, reading board books, and rolling around on the floor.

That evening we met Brian's parents for dinner at a lovely French Bistro, Brasserie Les Halles, at 28th and Park Ave South. It was quite yummy and we all ate too much. Monday we flew home.

All in all, it was an excellent trip and I am really starting to get excited - and nervous - for the marathon.