Last long weekend of training before Hawaii…DONE.

Saturday: 60 mile bike ride followed by a 2 mile run (called a brick, when you go for a run straight off your bike) at 10K pace.  I did 2 hours of the ride with some friends, and about 20 miles on my own.  The last time I headed out on my bike by myself I got hit by a cab and ended up in the ER getting surgery on my hand.  So making it home in one piece was a personal victory.

Sunday: Mother’s Day! (of course)

Happy Mother’s Day, Mom.

…plus a 12 mile run (at 7am in the pouring rain…yay?) followed by a 3K swim that actually looked a lot like the above. And a rainy walk with Spike.  Time to bust out the Squall again.

All fueled by R&M eggs.  Of course.

They’re still coming, 2 every day.  Look how much bigger the ones on the left are.  One of the chickens is seriously outperforming the other.

Also got a nice surprise call from my sister in Afghanistan on Sunday (she’s doing well), and did some studying for this god-forsaken online class I’m taking.

I can’t help it, I hate taking classes online.  And yes, Spike always sits like that.

Next up: MEMPHIS!  This weekend!  A friend of mine gave me the name of a friend of hers who is actually competing in the BBQ World Championships.  Woah.  This could get crazy.

And to top it all off…Paul is going to be running the 10K run leg of the Olympic triathlon on Sunday in Memphis as part of a relay team.  He hasn’t run more than 2.5 miles in a year.  That should also be amazing.

Onward and upward.

Catch up…

So I have my final for my godforsaken online class tomorrow in Louisville.  Things have been busy here with finals, moving, getting back into running, attending free earring making workshops at the local co-op with my mother in law…just so much going on.  But I promise to catch up shortly.

Enjoy your Tuesday!


So I know I’ve been a little slow posting things…my online class (Financial Statement Analysis…gripping), the first and (god willing) only online class I will ever have to take (no offense Joe), has taken over my life and will continue to do so for the next few weeks.   As much as every fiber in my body fights it every waking moment, I need to finish this class by mid-Sept to get my certificate.   And what better time to do it than when you’re an unemployed invalid living with your in-laws.

Party. On.