I got a little email from my daughter explaining that I hadn’t gotten her reason for not wearing a white wedding dress quite right. I’d like to straighten that out by quoting the bride:
I’m not wearing white because there’s no reason to. I think upholding traditions just for the sake of tradition is silly, especially when the traditions started based on silly reasons anyway. Women started wearing white not because it represented virginity or purity, but because Queen Victoria wore white when everyone else was wearing their best blue/green/brown dress. I look at all these wedding magazines and to me it’s just like girls wearing Ugg boots because Angelina started wearing them . It’s just celebrity worship, gone amuck. And nothing is less feminist than not thinking for yourself (especially when you allow yourself to get duped into spending $1000 on a ballgown you’ll never wear again. I’d much rather spend $600 on Manolo Blahniks I’ll wear every New Years for the rest of my life). Plus white is really not that flattering. And Uggs are OUT.
Indeed they are and you, my darling, are way smarter than I can ever hope to be.
Although she isn’t wearing a white dress in the wedding we decided to go try some on just for fun. Just for my fun, that is. I think for her the fun factor rated about a 2 on a scale of 1 to 10 but she loves her Mama so she was a sport about it. And it might have been a little bit fun.
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Getting back to me and triathlon…….
I did zero training Saturday, Sunday and today. Horrors! The problem is that I had a soreness issue and didn’t know what to make of it. Friday I got a serious, serious cramp in my calf at the pool. I often get cramps in my calf when we do a lot of kicking or I’m swimming hard. It happens when I push off the wall on a flip turn. I can generally stretch my foot and keep it from getting too bad. As per my coach’s suggestion I take electrolyte drink to the pool with me to try to keep the cramps at bay. Anyhow, on Friday I was having these issue and then when I tried to get out of the pool by hoisting myself up on the deck and putting my foot on top of the gutter I got a hideously painful, super hard cramp in my calf. I fell back in the pool screaming ‘OW! OW! OW! MY LEG! MY LEG! OW!” (which was pretty damned funny except for the pain.) The life guard told me to grab my toes and stretch my foot to get rid of it. That worked. I used the ladder to get out of the pool and limped into the locker room. When I drove home I had to use both feet on the brakes because my leg was weak and quivering. My calf was so sore all weekend that I was limping.
That was weird. I’ve never had cramp created prolonged pain and I really didn’t know what to make of it. It totally screwed up my weekend, though. I was planning to do a brick on Saturday and then either just ride or just run on Sunday. I did nothing. I’ve done nothing today although I expect I’ll get on the trainer this evening.
I’m back in the saddle now but I’m getting terrified of Wildflower. I really only have 5 good training weeks and then a week of taper. I’m trying not to feel like I’m toast. April will be interesting.
One other pain point – I didn’t see the latest Wildflower newsletter until today. It listed a Wildflower training camp that took place this weekend. grrr… not that I had time and if I had registered for that and had this pain I don’t know what I would have done but be that as it may I feel like I missed something important.
Did I mention I’m terrified of Wildflower. Oh yes I am!