1. I'm back from Austin.
2. Met AJ.
3. She's funny.
4. Austin is great.
5. Went on run with aj, and the entire TOWN was out running. At night.
6. Talked to the Ironwoman Coach Tammy (newly moved to Austin from Seattle--the last place I didn't see her) by phone--but she was TOO BUSY getting her ph.d. on to come to dinner with us.
7. Austin is not near Houston.
8. Austin should totally be on a coast. Preferably the east coast.
9. Got the best haircut of my life here.
10. Immediately put on a hat and ruined it by going running.
11. Sat in conference room all day yesterday.
12. Award for best snacks at a conference: Chocolate milk, ho-hos, twinkies, and those red snowball things. No actual food products were served.
13. I feel like a cow.
14. I have no training plan.
15. I found CrossFit near my house. It's intense. Not sure how much it costs.
16. I need to do the 100 pushup challenge
17. Or I could check out the Y.
18. Cuz don't forget I need to work on my swimming.
19. And running.
20. And biking.
21. Am seeing Tri nutritionist on Oct. 6.
22. And getting colonoscopy on Oct. 10.
23. David Byrne played in Austin last night. I could have gone, HAD I KNOWN.
24. How is it possible that I manage to leave town the DAY BEFORE Austin City Limits starts?
25. David Byrne is coming to D.C. the day my annual SILENT RETREAT ends.
26. David Byrne obviously has a thing for me.
27. Tomorrow I'm going to Bike D.C. ("a noncompetitive, community bike ride through 17 car-free miles of Washington, DC.") and then going to the National Book Festival where I hope to see Alexander McCall Smith (I'm a sucker for a man in a kilt). Wanna come?
28. It's supposed to rain tomorrow.
29. Am toying with thinking about doing this, which aj is doing next week.
30. Please stop me.
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Friday, September 26, 2008
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Pre-Savageman
Draw your own conclusions.
I love a man who cooks. Someone marry this man.
Rockin' out. Deer in headlights.
It's business time.
Assistant chef Lindsey.
My PEEPS.
Smug? Or happy? You decide.
Thursday, May 01, 2008
It Was Only a Matter of Time
Before I got in over my head.
Like literally.
Over. My. Head.
Treading water.
Up the creek without a paddle.
My tri club advertised an OWS clinic (I know, I had no idea either. It means "Open Water Swim"), on May 24, because apparently it's a really good idea to have SOME SWIMMING experience in open water before you know, like actually going and jumping into open water, like say, in the Schuylkill River, for your first triathlon, just for example.
So, I noticed late last night, after going out on a school night (to see Mongol D.C. Filmfest), that the deadline for the May 24 Open Water Swim Clinic was May 1. That would be today.
I panicked. I followed the links. Clicked on this and that. Next thing I knew I had spent $75 and was signed up for ...
a ONE-MILE OPEN WATER RACE.
But did I notice that then? Noooooooooooooooooooo. Toddled off to bed.
This morning, however, as I was swimming my 1000 meters, I started thinking. How far is one mile? It's far. Like...waaaay far. And then I thought about how I hadn't seen anything about a CLINIC when I signed up last night. No, all I saw was something about a race. And it was on the 25th, not the 24th. And it cost $75, not the $30 that the D.C. Tri site had said.
Is it possible that I had MADE A MISTAKE???
After I got to work, I e-mailed my little friend to try to get a handle on the situation:
And straight she gave it to me:
So I wrote to the race director and explained that I'm an idiot and despite the GIANT WARNINGS all over the signup that there are no refunds, I asked for a refund, or at least a chance to get into the OWS clinic, which deadline of course I had missed as I was busy signing up for the "Intro to Half Ironman Swim."
Sigh.
(Stay tuned, the personal shopper exposé is still on! It is SO ON.)
Like literally.
Over. My. Head.
Treading water.
Up the creek without a paddle.
My tri club advertised an OWS clinic (I know, I had no idea either. It means "Open Water Swim"), on May 24, because apparently it's a really good idea to have SOME SWIMMING experience in open water before you know, like actually going and jumping into open water, like say, in the Schuylkill River, for your first triathlon, just for example.
So, I noticed late last night, after going out on a school night (to see Mongol D.C. Filmfest), that the deadline for the May 24 Open Water Swim Clinic was May 1. That would be today.
I panicked. I followed the links. Clicked on this and that. Next thing I knew I had spent $75 and was signed up for ...
a ONE-MILE OPEN WATER RACE.
But did I notice that then? Noooooooooooooooooooo. Toddled off to bed.
This morning, however, as I was swimming my 1000 meters, I started thinking. How far is one mile? It's far. Like...waaaay far. And then I thought about how I hadn't seen anything about a CLINIC when I signed up last night. No, all I saw was something about a race. And it was on the 25th, not the 24th. And it cost $75, not the $30 that the D.C. Tri site had said.
Is it possible that I had MADE A MISTAKE???
After I got to work, I e-mailed my little friend to try to get a handle on the situation:
From jeanne mccann to alejandra:and the compassionate response I got?
Reply:
sorry. i was on a conf call and im'ing and doing 20 thngs at once!
guess what. i just BY MISTAKE signed up for a 1 mile swim. race.
instead of an ows CLINIC.
effing idiot.
From alejandra to me:OK, now she had me just a little bit worried:
Reply:
haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahahahahhahaha
ha.
HA.
HAHAHAHA.
you might as well sign up for a half-ironman then. 1.2 is all you have to swim!!!!
Jeanne mccann to alejandra
Reply:
[expletive deleted]
should i get out of it?
i can swim 1100 meters really slowly. 35 min. how far is a mile?
so, i could do it maybe in an hour?
with lots of breaks? Tell it to me straight.
And straight she gave it to me:
alejandra to meComing from someone who is always standing by, ready to tell me to get my ass in gear and just do it, I kinda took her word for it.
Reply:
um.
um.
the thing is...
you're swimming 3:10/100meters.
thats s-l-o-w.
just being honest here...
no. you don't need to do this. nor really probably SHOULD you. a mile is a long way. you're not ready.
So I wrote to the race director and explained that I'm an idiot and despite the GIANT WARNINGS all over the signup that there are no refunds, I asked for a refund, or at least a chance to get into the OWS clinic, which deadline of course I had missed as I was busy signing up for the "Intro to Half Ironman Swim."
Sigh.
(Stay tuned, the personal shopper exposé is still on! It is SO ON.)
Friday, September 07, 2007
Try One Thing Every Day That Scares You
Well said my good and trusty friends!
I (metaphorically) threw away the watch this week, even before I read all your good advice. I ran three miles on Wednesday and Friday morning, before work, sans watch. Ya can't fret about time when you have no idea what your time is. Tomorrow is an eight-miler and I'm pretty sure I'll be doing that watch-free, too, and like all my long runs, I'll do it sans iPod. Just me and my God, who might make another appearance, since the temps are expected to be high 90s. Good times.
I'm still pretty nervous about running, though. But I know that if you do the thing you fear often enough, the fear dissipates. So that's the plan. Just keep running.
Meanwhile, tomorrow is a big day for a few reasons.
First, someone very special is giving me one of these:
That's right! Ask and ye shall receive! I'M GETTING A BIKE! Susie swears she doesn't want it and is GIVING IT TO ME. I can't begin to tell you how excited I am about this. Soon I'll be talking about watts and flats, and all that other jazz. Now all I need to do is learn how to swim. Oh yeah, and run.
And speaking of triathletes, I'll be (sorta) live blogging it over at a.j.'s site this weekend. A.J. is a spectator extraordinaire at Ironman Wisconsin (also known as IMMOO, don't worry, my first job is to find out why it's called that, other than the obvious cow thing), and there are all kinds of meetups and shenanigans planned for the spectators. The plan is for a.j. to call me or text me and I'll do my best to impersonate her over there. Which if I'm going to do it up right, should involve drinking, trying lots of cute hairstyles, and telling funny stories about men. In between working out like a maniac. So, I'm pretty much screwed. (Updates will also be posted on the IM Wisconsin 2007 site, here.)
SHOUTOUT: To my very special peep and bestest friend, Mark, the running blogfather, who is running the Regina, Saskatchewan (that's somewhere in Canada) Marathon on Sunday. Good luck to Mark! And to all the IM Wisconsin folks, too!
I (metaphorically) threw away the watch this week, even before I read all your good advice. I ran three miles on Wednesday and Friday morning, before work, sans watch. Ya can't fret about time when you have no idea what your time is. Tomorrow is an eight-miler and I'm pretty sure I'll be doing that watch-free, too, and like all my long runs, I'll do it sans iPod. Just me and my God, who might make another appearance, since the temps are expected to be high 90s. Good times.
I'm still pretty nervous about running, though. But I know that if you do the thing you fear often enough, the fear dissipates. So that's the plan. Just keep running.
Meanwhile, tomorrow is a big day for a few reasons.
First, someone very special is giving me one of these:
That's right! Ask and ye shall receive! I'M GETTING A BIKE! Susie swears she doesn't want it and is GIVING IT TO ME. I can't begin to tell you how excited I am about this. Soon I'll be talking about watts and flats, and all that other jazz. Now all I need to do is learn how to swim. Oh yeah, and run.
And speaking of triathletes, I'll be (sorta) live blogging it over at a.j.'s site this weekend. A.J. is a spectator extraordinaire at Ironman Wisconsin (also known as IMMOO, don't worry, my first job is to find out why it's called that, other than the obvious cow thing), and there are all kinds of meetups and shenanigans planned for the spectators. The plan is for a.j. to call me or text me and I'll do my best to impersonate her over there. Which if I'm going to do it up right, should involve drinking, trying lots of cute hairstyles, and telling funny stories about men. In between working out like a maniac. So, I'm pretty much screwed. (Updates will also be posted on the IM Wisconsin 2007 site, here.)
SHOUTOUT: To my very special peep and bestest friend, Mark, the running blogfather, who is running the Regina, Saskatchewan (that's somewhere in Canada) Marathon on Sunday. Good luck to Mark! And to all the IM Wisconsin folks, too!
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