Training Update

Okay, so, well, I haven't been posting. And I'm starting to take some jibes about it.

I've been running 3 times a week, biking to work at least half the time, swimming about twice a week...going to bikram once a week, plus one other yoga class. West African Dance again started last week. And...I think I'm forgetting something. I also started a creative writing class AND I've been working a ton AND I've had some other stuff going on so I just haven't had the time I had before to write about running and such.

So...it's roughly one month to our second triathlon.

BIKE. My legs are definitely getting stronger on the bike. I have glimpses of what it feels like to be "one with the bike." I'm not there by any means, but I have glimpses that I can connect with this bike in a way I never did in 9 years of riding a mountain bike. It responds to me in a way that I didn't know was possible. (And I don't even have cleats yet for my clips). It's a beautiful thing. I will have to write about that sometime. Sword of no sword idea, if you know what I mean.

SWIM. Eric and I have been swimming in the lake on Friday afternoons (so far, it hasn't rained--that will be a test!) in our wetsuits. Last Friday it was super cold. Did I say cold? Yes, I mean cold. I don't know the temp, but for the first 100 yards, I had the feeling that I just couldn't bear to put my face in the water. And so I didn't. I swam backstroke at first so I wouldn't have to. But, well, you get acclimated. And the crazy part of me thrives on doing what I think is a little beyond acceptable. When we got out...Eric's feet and hands (he has sleeves, I don't) were purple. He's more dainty when it comes to the cold than I am, I wasn't all that purple.

Last Friday the lake was pretty choppy. As it was the week before that. So we swam at Ohio Street Beach. The Yellow Flag was out, which means something about E. coli. (Green being safe, Red being very dangerous and the beach is closed). But with the choppy conditions I swallowed a lot of water and so I wondered if I may come down with E. coli. So far though, I feel good. :) The first leg of the swim was easy. We were with the current. But the second leg--jeesh! "Do you feel like salmon," Eric shouted to me at one point. It took a bit for my numbed mind to understand he was talking about swimming up stream, swimming up waves and crashing down from the crest... It was wild. I felt little crazy being out there. Especially after an older experienced-looking swimmer got in, started swimming, and then got out. But, there was also the swimmer with the waterproof ipod...

RUN. Running is good. We did the Proud to Run 10K. If I have a large block of time maybe I'll write about that. Oh, and I have to finish my Tri post. Ug--so much to do. Running is awesome actually. I (usually) always start slow. But no matter how crappy I feel at the beginning, at the end of 6 (or whatever miles) I always feel good. I never feel sore. Unless we run sprints or something. I don't have any pain. One day I was feeling my IT Band, but that was just one day. I love massage! Massage, proper recovery, sleep, food, listening to your body, stretching, etc. It all works.

West African Dance. You know I love it. There's no doubt. And after one class I could tell I had seriously gotten OUT of WAD shape. Man, I was feeling it everywhere in my torso! Which is awesome. I feel more stable in my ankles while running, which I believe is attributable to WAD.

And that's all I have time for. If you want more posts, ya'll should comment or something...