Step Away From the Cake

I'm running really, really late this morning so I'm gonna make this quick then get my butt to work. First, I finally listened to the Big Kahuna and Iron Wil's podcast - excellent!! I really enjoyed it. If you haven't heard it yet I highly recommend it. I think it was an hour and the time just flew by. I listen to a few different podcasts and this one will definitely be at the top of my list every week. Next is my running. I'm working on running in my aerobic Zone and I've been struggling. To keep my heartrate that low I been doing a lot of walking and I couldn't quite figure out what was going on. Last night I think I got it. I don't warm up enough. I'm not a huge fan of warming up, I generally want to get to it. Actually I will start the activity I'm doing slowly and then build up and call it a warm up. Well last night I could not run without my HR spiking so I decided to walk. Even then my HR was all over the place and I thought maybe I'm t

I was just updating my template when I realized my metric century ride is this Sunday. Hello!!! Am I ready??? I don't know!!! Oh well, it's not a race just a ride and I can always turn around at the 50km mark.... Edit: Fat bottomed girls you make the rocking world go round...

On my way to the pool this morning I was really down. It would take a long time to explain and I'm not even sure I could. Suffice it to say I have bouts where I just get tired of being responsible. Although I can handle responsibility well, I hate it. I get tired of having to make grown up decisions and planning for the future. My secret dream, the deep down one that you secretly harbor although you know it will probably never come true, is to just run away. Leave everything that I know and love and just go. Not disappear you understand, just leave. Not be responsible anymore to anyone but me. If I could I would do that tomorrow and not look back. I won't do it in the foreseeable future because my hubby is the complete opposite. He likes having a home and being stable and staying in one place. Before I met my husband I never held a job or lived in one place longer than 2 years. I have had my current job 5 years and lived in my house for 12 - UUUUGGGHHHH!!! Shoot me now!!!! So u

Yesterday was a rainy, dreary day in Hawaii. My original plan was to go for a long bike ride,veg on the couch and watch some movies, do some cooking for the coming week, and do laundry (god, I HATE laundry). I got the bike trainer out cuz of the rain and was going to watch Madagascar while I rode (I was shooting for a 2 hour ride). About an hour into the ride I started having a major sugar reaction. Apparently something I ate Saturday night had too much sugar and my workout brought on a pretty severe reaction. I had to stop riding, get something to eat, and lay on the couch for like 1/2 an hour till it passed. After it was over I felt like do-do. I got cleaned up, had some breakfast, and layed back down because I still felt like do-do. I ended up staying there for a couple of hours watching my movies and trying to feel normal again. Around 3:00 p.m., feeling much better, I got up and on with the rest of my day. I signed on for Commodore's No Limits Training till the end of

Not a bad week as weeks go, in fact it was pretty darn good. Weekly Totals: Swim: 2000 m Run: 8 miles Bike: 22 miles Not bad at all considering I didn't have a real plan and was winging it most of the week. For next week I have developed a plan and it is posted on the sidebar. I'm also going to try and shoot for some totals, though I may not post them cause I don't know if I want the added pressure.

In a Past Life... You Were: A Genius Sailor. Where You Lived: Alaska. How You Died: Typhoid fever. Who Were You In a Past Life?