Funny Feeling

I feel like I should have just attended the TNT Spring 2009 kickoff for the SF/Marin triathlon team. But, I'm not doing TNT this season, and I'm not even living in San Francisco. However, it will be a triathlon season for me, and it will start next week. I'm back in the blogging business starting next week.

Today I rode my bike from Pleasanton to Menlo Park. It was a great day and a great ride, 30 miles in all. I have been running a lot with Penny, so this was a nice break from that as well as a nice return to how I really like to move my glutes. Here are a couple of photos from the Don Edward Wildlife Refuge, just before traversing the Dombarton Bridge. No toll on the bike!

Kersplat!

On Thanksgiving morning, I had my annual bike accident. Once a year, whether I need it or not, apparently. I have to admit, I have had several more spectacular crashes in the past. In this case, I was riding on Highway 1, just north of Davenport, when I caught my tire in the train tracks. I lost my balance, and my bike went over my head. I was intact enough to keep on riding, which was good, since I was about 15 miles from Santa Cruz where I had started. When I got back to my parents' house, my brother pointed out that I had marks from the chain ring along the shoulder of my jersey, confirming that the bike had in fact gone over my head. I ripped through my jacket when I hit the ground, and earlier today I picked a piece of said jacket out of the scabbing abrasion on my elbow. Yes. Once a year. At least.

Gotta Game Plan!

Yes, I do.

I want to do two things in the next year.

1. Wildflower Olympic course. I may have to solicit the support of Pam's chichi "invite only" triathlon club to accomplish this goal. But I'm not going to participate in any shady hazing rituals. You got that, Pam? Just because I'm little sister doesn't mean you can boss me around. Take that.

2. Providence 70.3. Yes, this is my race. Eileen! Are you in?

I give myself until the New Year to unpack the boxes. Then, I swim, bike, run, swim, bike, run, swim, bike, run. And swim, bike run.

Alert!

Red Warrior needs to get back in shape, badly!

Hellooooo

Well, I'm definitely on hiatus, but I didn't want the ol' blog to get too dusty. I am moving to Menlo Park pretty soon, and thus, into my favorite cycling territory. Overall, it's also a great place to swim and run. So, in other words, I'm a bit apprehensive about this big life change, but this is a triathlon blog, and in that regard, blue skies are ahead.

When days are hot, when days are cold

Yes! Finally back in the swimming pool. I hadn't hit the water since the Malibu event, and I was really starting to miss having prune fingers, raccoon eyes, and chlorine perfume. I swam a pretty slow mile yesterday at the gym, and I would have to say, the day was verging on cold, but not quite there yet. I actually love this time of year, as the chill sets in, and the leaves start to blow around.

Am I training for anything? Time will tell.

I had a long conversation with Katy, my *new and awesome* massage therapist, about to do or not do to Wildflower again next year. She said she could not justify giving her money to those Christian crusaders who run it, and I definitely see where she is coming from. But does doing the race via TNT balance that out in any regard? Is the Providence 70.3 my new race? That is not until next summer. I will have to meditate a bit on my next step.