Remember me? I used to pay attention to you. I used to write stuff. I used to want to communicate more than 1 sentence at a time. I still do – I really do. It’s just that I have a demanding job and I’m training for an Ironman. Oh yes I am. And the training has had more ups and downs than the Ironman Canada bike course. But I’m getting there and I shall soon write something about that and about all of the other ‘stuff’.

Miss you too!
Me

So here’s your shoe contest.

Next up – a post! I feel one coming on .. I really do.

http://www.runningandrambling.com/2012/03/merrell-barefoot-pace-glove-review-and.html

That’s how many days in a row I have worked out. So no – no earthquake. Just me getting back in the saddle.

Really – my re-entry has been slow and my ability to break up with sloth has come in fits and starts but I can’t keep going on this way. I will train. I will race. I will reclaim my life.

This weekend I made a very bold move.  I difficult move. A move that found me eating humble pie which frankly is not all that delicious.  I broke up with sloth.

     Saturday  I went swimming for the first time since before Thanksgiving. My legs cramped everywhere – even my shins.  I had to sit out a 50 of our 500 pull because I needed to catch my breath.   Sunday I went on a bike ride and got dropped (except it was a no drop ride so I was rescued), bonked really hard and struggled mightily to ride 35 miles. I was the last one in. Humbled.

But you know what? I would not trade the opportunity to be able to get back in shape for anything because having the opportunity to eat a little humble pie and suffer a little makes me feel lucky to have a body that is capable. I am healthy and I can do this and that means everything.

I’m looking to break up with not writing, too. It’s a tall order given my job and its somewhat unreasonable demands but I will try to reclaim a couple pieces of my life and get back to what I love – working out with my friends and writing funny stories about it. This one was an admission of gratitude so no humor but stay tuned.

So after bitching about The Hunger Games I decided I needed to play well with others (others being my book club who wanted to talk about it) so I downloaded the first part, thoroughly prepared to hate it.  I did not.  I was just about as sucked in as a person can be.  I HAD to know how it turned out although the fact that the book is written in the 1st person is kind of a clue.  I’m reading the 2nd installment now.  I hear the trilogy doesn’t get really good until the 3rd book so I’m fully prepared for that.

And remember that thing where I broke up with triathon?  Well… much to my surprise I find myself registered for IM Canada – Aug 26, 2012.  How the hell??!!!!  2 women from my first newbie triathlete group signed up and well… I thought, “hey – I could train with them!  This could be fun!”  And then I pulled the trigger so I guess you could say I’m all in – ’cause that’s what we triathletes like to say.  “I’m all in – I’m toeing the line”    Day-um!

Until then this is the tape I need to keep playing in my head

 

“In the ruins of a place once known as North America lies the nation of Panem, a shining Capitol surrounded by 12 outlying districts. The Capitol is harsh and cruel and keeps the districts in line by forcing them all to send one boy and one girl between the ages of 12 and 18 to participate in the annual Hunger Games, a fight to the death on live TV.”

This is the standard description of the new, hot selling book – The Hunger Games.

Why oh why do people want to read such a thing? I don’t understand. Really – I need help figuring this out.