…love Jillian

         Something happened last night on my bike ride with Hubs.  We were riding with the TriKC group; everyone was very nice and polite but I was obviously out of my league.  And, normally, when I’m out of my league I just make jokes and laugh to distract people from focusing on my lack of skills….but last night, none of that worked. 

          Last night, I felt like the annoying little sister to Hubs and his friends.  I could tell he wanted to keep up with everyone but I of course went slow and held everyone up….well, not everyone, but definitely Hubs.  There’s something about going up a super steep hill (barely able to push to pedal down, breathing heavy, and going about 1 mile an hour) while someone is staring at you that makes you feel crappy.  I feel like I’ve made improvements in the running and biking categories but surrounded by a bunch of superstars all I wanted to do was leave.  I wanted to get as far away from everyone (including Hubs) and cry.  I know, can you say, dramatic much? 

         At some point Hubs must have noticed my obvious misery and said:

Actual:   If you don’t want to do anymore races I won’t make you.

Girly Dramatic Translation:  You’re right, you do totally suck at this triathlon stuff aaaaaand if you don’t want to do anymore races –I wouldn’t blame you.

        When we got back from the ride we were supposed to run as well but as soon as Hubs noticed I was upset he threw in the towel and said we didn’t have to—which just reinforced my feelings of annoying little sister and I started crying.  I have no idea what was wrong with me.  Hubs, per usual, was amazing–assuring me that I wasn’t annoying and he loved me a  million times more than biking OR running and that he never meant to hurt my feelings (which is one of the things I love about him.)  On the drive home he was doing everything in his power to make me feel better but I just felt wretched the rest of the evening and was so relieved when I finally crawled in bed.

         It’s no secret my love/hate relationship with triathlon-ing (yeah, I know that’s not an actual word) has been a little bittersweet.  While I love how awesome I feel AFTER a good workout I don’t normally enjoy the triathlon workouts themselves—especially if I’m doing it alone (or with a group of superstars).  Last summer Hubs and I were both new and happy to finish and our workouts were pretty in line but now that he’s progressing so much faster than I am I’m not quite sure where that leaves me….

        Get it?  Leaves me?  As in the back of the back of pack?  (yeah, I’m clever )

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Today I did my first ever duathlon.  It was suppose to be the first triathlon of the season but it was so cold and rainy they changed it to a duathlon.  Yay—I was thrilled!  The thought of crawling into that freezing cold water to doggie paddle for 400 meter sounded like the most miserable morning of my life so I was happy to run the extra 2 miles required by the impromptu duathlon…. It was a 2 mile run (instead of swimming), followed by an 11.5 mile bike, and finally a 3 mile run.  I did ok.  I got through it and based on the stringent training plan—barely any workouts coupled with Corner Café cinnamon rolls and blue berry muffins slathered in butter (Thank. You. Hubs.) I’d say placing 60 out of 70 women was pretty darn good.  I’m totally satisfied with my results.   Hubs placed 102 out of 152 so he was happy as well.







As of now, I’m sitting on the couch—sore.  Everyone please keep your fingers crossed that I’ll be able to move tomorrow.

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This weekend was super fun!  Hubs came back from his long, long, long, long, long, long, trip to San Fran!  I can’t believe how much I missed him.  It was sooo lonely without him to torment all week.  On Saturday we went out to Heritage Park and rode our bikes on Sunday’s triathlon path.  It hard to believe triathlon season is starting all ready.  I feel confident…except for the doggie paddling swim.  But in all honesty, 500 meters doesn’t seem nearly as long as it did last year.  I tried out my clips for the very first time and it turned out fine.  They take a little getting used to but no scratches or bruises so far!  Then we went to the bike store, Mochi-Yo, crate/barrel, flower nursery, and grocery store.  We topped the day off with sushi and good friends.  Hubs and Cory watched the UFC fights.  Lisa and I played DJ Hero (what else?)

Sunday we got up and cooked Mother’s Day breakfast for Mom, Dad, Juls, and Bret!  I’m not sure what it is about cooking meals at my house, it never goes as smoothly as when we cook the same meals at mom and dad’s….we made the biggest grease mess I’ve ever seen but everything turned out pretty delicious!  Then we went for a family bike ride; we went out 2.5 miles however, I think mom would have been happy going out 2 because she was pretty pooped when we got back.  I love it when the whole family does things together… 

The worlds best brother-in-law isn’t pictured below but that in no way, shape, or form means we don’t love him…someone had to take the picture :) 

Afterward bike riding we headed over to Mom/Dad’s for Mother’s Day steaks.  And we followed that dinner up with Brats at Hubs’ parents.  I ate every meal as though it was my last and my tummy sure hurt last night!

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I’m officially done with the semester!  I locked down 2 A’s, a B, and I’m still waiting for one more class to come in.  This last class is the one I’m worried about: I enrolled late and had some attendance issues–I’m did B-ish coursework so we’re (we as in me and the rest of the world) basically hoping for mercy on the attendance part. So, everyone keep your fingers crossed….

The new job is going pretty good.  It’s been a longtime since I actually liked my job and I think I’m gonna like it here.  Everyone is super nice, super excited about what they do, and all the sales people seem happy.  Usually, by the third day the other reps have pulled me aside one by one and secretly whispered about who to trust and who not to trust, and who to stay away from—usually all stories conflict and in the end you realize the people to stay away from are the people that pulled you aside in the first place.  But, everyone seems to get along and no one has said anything…so this is a good sign! 

Tonight, I’m picking up my bike.  It’s been at the Bike Stop since Saturday; they changed out the cages for my new clips and did a new season service on it.  (I have no idea what needs to be serviced on a bike but hey, it’s always a good idea to keep your equipment up and running!)  The inaugural outing (with clips) will begin right after dinner, so please send good wishes to my elbows, knees, hands, shins, and head, you know, in case I fall off!  But don’t worry too much, I’ll be in my sisters neighborhood, and she’s a nurse—she’s board certified and watches Grey’s Anatomy so I’m pretty sure she’ll be able to handle any and all possible injuries….Get me a crash cart STAT!

(Get it…crash cart?  You know as in crashing your bike?  Hahhhhaaa!  I crack myself up!

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