Prediction

Dominic is predicting that Alberto Contador wins the TdF this year.

That is all.

Have a great holiday weekend everyone!

Cyclocross?

Time Trials are THE MOST fun I have had on a bicycle!

So I PR'ed by over a minute from 2 weeks ago. I finished the 10.2 miles of rolling hills in 28:51. A full minute and 4 seconds faster. I think it was 21.2 mph average (note to Ryan: the spreadsheet doesn't work).

I almost didn't go because the platform piece on my TT bars had broke, so I have been without them for about a week. The replacement part came in today but it's the wrong size. So I demanded Dominic rig it so I could ride them tonight, and for my race Sunday. He had them taped up and back on my bike in like 5 minutes. He is so good. Every girl should be so lucky to have her own bike boy....

Since they start you at the slowest to fastest, the last time I started #2, only one girl to try and catch. This time I started at #13. Amanda was #22. WOOOOT.

We all lined up and got ready to ride. The guy holding the bikes sucked. The girls in front of me were actually pushed into the grass and all got wobbly starts. The guy holding me did not have me leveled, I was leaning to the left. I asked him to please not push me in the grass, and then it was 5, 4, 3, 2,1 and off I go. I hit the start button on my watch and then stood up and hammered.
Time trials are like trackwork. It's all balls out for a short distance and then you're done. Short and sweet. Painful. It hurt.

From the get go I was convinced I wouldn't beat my time. I have been sick, and coughing shit up, sneezy, snotty, lots of excuses in my head. But I had rabbits to chase! As soon as I saw the people that started before me, I just pushed. Passed one girl. Pushed. Then passed another. A few guys, a Clydesdale, and then I had about a mile to go and I had passed 7 people. I glanced at my watch and screamed out my number at the finish line.

28:52? Could it be real? A full minute faster than 2 weeks ago?

So when it was over, me, Amanda and Ryan finished about a 5 mile recovery ride. Then everyone sat in the grass for results.

They called out my time: 28:51. HOLLA!

Ryan Tolle - 28:55.

I looked at Ryan, the look on his face, that I beat him, was fucking PRICELESS.



He's become an exceptional cyclist over the last couple years. So it's totally blown my head up that I beat him. Haha!

Amanda finished in 28:11 so she kicked both our asses. I hope I can catch up to her sometime this summer.

Solo swimming

I had a really bad swim today. I went out to East Fork, a tad later than I wanted. I slept in because we were out late last night (ACK! 11:30pm!) and I was tired. Anyways, it was gorgeous out. The humidity was gone, the sun was shinning, and it was windy!

I checked out the water, looking out at the first buoy. Seems so far away. Do we really swim that far out? I realized this would be one of the first open water swims I have done solo. And I wasn't feeling real good about it. And I don't know why!

I got in the water, and started swimming. I was all sans wetsuit just cuz I didn't feel like putting it on. I reached the first buoy and then turned towards the next one. DAMN, this water is CHOPPY. It was like this: stroke, stroke, stroke, GULP, stoke, stroke, stroke, and then lift my head up, try and site the buoy. Where the fuck is it?

I kept swimming, looking up every 10 seconds. The water was rough and it was a struggle to get to the other end of the lake (about 750m). I saw a flying fish and started to freak out. I NEVER freak out in the water but recently Sandi sent me a link to an article about a giant fish that someone caught in this very lake I was swimming in. She was like "how'd you like to have that swim along side ya".

So I got all caught up in my head and freaked out a bit, decided I hated doing open water swims alone, and cut the swim half.

Then I went to the trail and ran for an hour. I love the trails at East Fork too. So smooth and easy to run on. On the way home I texted Amanda about doing more open water swims together. She agreed.

When I got home, Dominic had ripped up the carpet in our bedroom! I am finally in a carpet-FREE house! YAY!

On our way out to the Y, Dominic started playing around with the nunchuks.

Bring me some chicken soup

That was my first triathlon, June 2007. Look at that mountain bike racked up. I rode that thing for 40k in some big ass climbs in Harrison for this race. Instead of a wetsuit, I wore a scuba suit. HOW DORKY!

I am racing in about 10 days. And I am sick. I had an ear infection that is mostly gone now. I am all stuffy, coughing, feel like shit, and whiny. If you are on Facebook, you already saw me bitching about it. I never get sick, so this sucks ass. I always feel bad for other people when they are sick too. It's just. The Worst.

DRAMA.

Have a good weekend everyone.....