* It’s Tuesday somewhere, right? Isn’t that how that works?
* A couple years ago, I went to Hong Kong to visit one of my best friends who plays in the Hong Kong Philharmonic. (It’s often a day ahead there, which is why I thought of it.) It was UHMAZING. I did not expect to absolutely fall in love with it. I’m not the intrepid traveler type, like my siblings who backpack all over the world. At that time, I was still in the emotional fetal position because my comfort zone was so small. Since Hong Kong was under British rule until relatively recently, it’s very accessible to an American. People speak English! In China! Maybe it sounds lame but since Asia is so profoundly different culturally, it was a huge relief to have signs that I could read. Beyond that incredibly superficial reason for enjoying a country, it was beautiful. I had no idea that there was so much natural beauty there. Many parts were hilly and lush and gorgeous in addition to the parts that were urban and congested. SO. COOL. And the food. Holy shit. Give me all the monies so I can go back and eat infinity XLB.
* On that trip, my incredibly fit friend dragged my completely jet-comatose ass to a boot camp at 6am. This was about a month before I began my 30 day challenge and started this blog! So, I was not fit. I don’t remember much from it besides struggling to run around the field as a warm-up, and being the worst partner ever in some kind of sandbag relay. I think there was a TRX component that I did pretty well on, meaning I didn’t feel like I was going to perish and no one was yelling at me. I agreed because a Lululemon ambassador was going to be there and my friend had the inside scoop that there was going to be a sweet giveaway. At the end of one of the most painful hours of my life, I was rewarded with a limited edition scuba hoodie that, no joke, retails for $150. And I decided I wanted to get fit and never feel that pathetic again in my life.
* If you weren’t aware of the Texas State Senator Wendy Davis’s filibuster yesterday, read this article. She’s basically an Ironman. Oh except at the end of her endurance event, the incredibly sketchy Texas State Senate took an illegal vote on a controversial bill that restricts abortion and then tried to dummy the time-stamp on the documents to make them look legit. And I don’t think she got a medal but hopefully today she’s getting a massage and eating a lot of french fries. Let’s give a hand to Twitter for partially ensuring that that the massively hypocritical law-breaking did NOT slide. (She can’t go to the bathroom for 12 hours or her filibuster ends but they can vote at 12:03? GET REAL) Truth: I am fascinated by the political process and used to follow politics quite closely. I now find them so demoralizing and disgusting that I can barely stand to keep up.
* Hong Kong and filibusters. Slightly off topic but hey, I occasionally think about things other than my posterior tibial tendon and the weather in Portland on October 6th 2013.
* I promised yesterday to write more about whether or not I’m going to capitalize on my new swimming confidence and do an Olympic tri this season. I still don’t know. For weeks, I’ve felt like I wanted nothing more than to give triathlon a big hug and temporarily turn away to make sure that I get through 26.2 with no more than a light grimace. Oh, but the temptation of another amazing accomplishment this season is SO hard to resist, especially when I feel tantalizingly close to being able to complete it.
I already planned to cycle once and swim twice as cross training but with only running events on the horizon. IF I could stick to that, doing two swims and one run a week that get incrementally longer, I could easily get to the distances needed for an oly. Specifically, this one on August 11th. Far enough from now and far enough from the marathon. I would not be following a training plan. Running would have to be the priority. It feels insane but also very, very doable. I thiiiiiiiink I would be able to keep my mind in check and find a balance between respecting the difficulty of the Oly but truly prioritizing the marathon. I’m definitely trying to talk myself into it being okay rather than out of doing it. It will certainly be better to PR the olympic distance next season if I take it way easy and just do it for fun this year……
Any triathletes wanna weigh in here? Is an Olympic 2 months out from a marathon no big deal? Am I making a huge mistake?
* I MISS DAILEY METHOD. I miss it so much. I’m going SEVERAL TIMES next week. I miss that hard(er) body feeling. I miss my abs. I miss my fun instructors. I MISS IT. That’s one major thumbs down for semi-training for the oly. I was really looking forward to TDM a few times a week once I shifted gears, away from my gears. (I am HILARIOUS with the punning!) Must find way to incorporate it back into my routine.
* Summer is awesome for training because I am barely working. It is not good for race registration for the same reason. Yikes.
* I used a volunteer credit to register for a badass race next weekend.
My favorite race presenters, Brazen Racing, put on this great endurance event annually. The Dirty Dozen is a 12 hour fully supported race where participants do as many 3.37 mile loops as they can stand. Literally. The Dirty Half Dozen is the same race but with a 6 hour cut-off. Still insane but marginally less so. I’m participating in the 6 hour event but I already have a plan to do 3 loops equaling the 10 miles I have on my marathon plan. I figure my first double-digit run after injury deserves a sweeeeeeet medal. And a sweatshirt. AND AN ITS-IT. THEY SERVE ITS-ITS. Hence, greatest race presenters on earth. A friend of mine was the top female finisher in the 6 hour event last year and told me to watch out as it’s a total gateway drug to ultramarathoning. I said we could discuss that once I get to 26.2. Truth: if I can do a marathon, I can do a 50k so I can see that happening. #accomplishmentwhore
Patience or Oly? Leave your truthy opinion in the comments….