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Birthday: 4/28/1981
Gender: Female


Interests: I love to be outside, running, swimming, playing tennis, hiking and rock climbing when I get the opportunity. I love reading and writing (when I get the chance)and I enjoy spending time with friends.
Expertise: I can sing and dance up a storm ... ok ... that's a lie. I do my thing and more of the same of the weekends.
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Tuesday, July 08, 2008

It's been nearly 6 months since I started this triathlon thing and I have to admit that I've been sucked in. My days have been spent going to work, training, eating and sleeping with a little fun mixed in here and there.
 
I found the thread on beginnertriathlete.com (I have a training blog there) titled "Dating a triathlete" I had to post the beginning of the thread because it totally cracked me up. Not to mention that just today one of the guys in my training group was complaining because he was having a hard time finding that "someone special" and primarily attributed that to his Ironman race training. I wish I could have passed this along to him then and there.
 
**Note: I was frightened that some of this actually applied to me. God Bless Charlie for following me on his bike on my long runs and putting up with me when I get worked up before a race.
 
 
Dating a Triathlete

"I am an outdoors type of person." Really means: I train in any type of weather: if it's raining, snowing, 90 degrees w/100 percent humidity, or winds gusting at 30 mph. I don't want to hear any complaints because I will still train in it and you're just a big wuss for complaining about it.

"I enjoy riding my bike." Really means: with or w/o aero bars, alone or in a peleton, I don't care. If you can't do a spur of the moment 30 miler then you're not my type. I will let you draft, but if you can't hang and I drop you - I will see you later. I am a capable mechanic, but don't expect me to change your flats or tune your bike. You need to learn that on your own.

"I enjoy jogging." Really means: Let's run hills until we puke. I have just as many shoes as you only mine are better because they are functional and all look the same.

"I enjoy dining out." Really means: I enjoy eating out; in or anywhere else I can find food. Don't be shy because with the amount of food I eat, you can have that main entree instead of a salad and you will still look as though you eat like a rabbit in comparison. Don't get your limbs too close though as I may take a bite out of you. Most importantly don't expect any taste off my plate unless you can bring something to the party like more food. Eventually though if your not burning 4,000 calories a day your going to plump up and have a terrible complex due to watching me eat deserts and not gain any weight. Friends and family will eventually decide not to dine with us anymore due to my horrid table manners. Oh, and don't ask me any questions during breakfast, Mid Morning Lunch, Lunch, Afternoon lunch, dinner or Recovery Dinner as it does not lend to efficient food intake.

"I enjoy quiet walks on the beach." Really means: Walks on the beach warming up into an 8 mile run and then plunging myself in the ocean for a 2 miler. If you get in my way you're going to find out what mass start is and let me assure you that you don't want to find out.

"I find fulfillment in charitable work." Really means: If I am not racing, I am volunteering and I expect you to be there along side me as I stand out in 90 degree weather for 8 hours handing out sports drink to cyclists going 20 mph. Just stick the ol' arm out there and hope it doesn't get taken off.

"I enjoy sharing quiet moments together." Really means: It's taper time. Just back off because I am strategizing and in a pissy mood because I am worried about my " A" race and can't workout.

"I am an active person." Really means: Aside from my 40-hour job, and the 8 mandatory hours of sleep a night. 10 hours a week are devoted to me during the off-season and 20 during race season leaving us 4 hours. 2 of which are spent inhaling food and you not talking to me, so let's make the best of the 2 hours we will spend together on average each day. If you are a licensed massage therapist or doctor this would make the most optimal use of our time together. Nutritionist is also acceptable, but I probably already know just as much as you.

"I enjoy road trips and leisurely drives." Really means: You have your choice of Wisconsin, Idaho, Florida, California, Arizona, and Canada, but don't expect to do much site seeing. If I get enough support from you we might be able to include Hawaii in there.

"I enjoy site seeing." Really means: Lets grab a mountain bike and get our HR's up to 90%. There's plenty of time to look around on the descent as trees and bushes whiz by you at 40 mph.

"I like stimulating conversation." Really means: while we are running, we can talk about food. Then we can talk about how we decided what to wear on this run based on the temperature at start time versus the temperature at the time we expect to finish, how horribly out of shape we are, how many miles we did last week, and how many we will do this week and next week. Then we can talk about food.

"I enjoy relaxing soaks in the tub." Really Means: I'm going to stop on the way home and buy two bags of ice, throw them in the tub with some water, and sit in this torture chamber for 30 minutes.

"I'm interested in photography" Really Means: My camera is permanently perched a tripod in front of my trainer. I obsess over taking photos of my bike position and analyzing them to get the perfect setup.

"I'm into technology" Really Means: My HRM and bike computer are my best friends. Until you can give me some hard data that can improve my training, don't bother trying to buddy up to me. You could one day break into the top three if I find you as entertaining on long runs and rides as my mp3 player.


Tuesday, April 22, 2008

I had a blast this weekend. We got out to the Palm Springs area around 3:00pm on Friday and got settled in. Went out for dinner and roamed through some shops. I called it an early night. Saturday got up and went for a short run and bike to get the muscles going before we headed out to the race expo to pick up our packets and race info. People were super nice and made me feel at ease, several people wished me luck and I was feeling better about things already. Went out to grab some lunch and then it was back to the hotel for a nap before the beginners seminar and open swim in the lake.
 
The seminar was great, really helpful with little bits of info about the course and how the race is run. I went for a swim in the lake after the seminar to get a feel for the water. Swam across the lake and back and called it a day. I got out changed out of my bathing suit and toured the bike course then it was off for an early dinner, pasta with tomatoes, basil and chicken. It hit the spot and then back to the hotel to go through all of my gear 100 times to make sure I had everything in order. Got in bed around 9:15 and was asleep until 3:30 when I woke up with way too much nervous energy. Tried to sleep for another hour, ended up getting up at 4:30 to shower and eat some oatmeal and a banana and try to calm down. We headed over to the race site and it was already packed full of people. I set up my transition area and went over my check off list 1 million times to make sure I didn't forget anything.
 
At 6:30 I started the slow progression into the wetsuit (not the most flattering piece of clothing in the world) and headed down to the water to wait for the start. The 2 men's waves started then it was the 39 and under ladies wave, I stood on the shore next to a really nice woman who kept my mind off my nerves and actually made me laugh a little.
 
Before I knew it we were off and there was a lot of bumping and people were trying to swim over me. I tried to avoid other people but it didn't work and I got clocked in the face once and was certain someone was trying to catch a free ride on my legs (woke up with a bloody nose yesterday morning because of it). Rounded the two buoys and back the shore, I was upright and out of the water faster than I expected and I jogged up to my bike transition, off came the wetsuit and I dried my feet got my socks and shoes on along with my helmet and sunglasses, my shot blocks went in my pocket and I was off.
 
My bike went well, I passed quite a few people and settled into a nice steady speed and relaxed as much as possible. We were riding out in a fairly flat area with very few hills and there were date palm groves everywhere. The sun was low in the sky (Being 7:30ish) and I enjoyed the cooler air and I started to dry off from the swim. Made the first few turns and decided to pick up the speed. I passed a few more people (which really helped my confidence). We made the last major turn into an uphill and my legs felt great so I charged up and headed back to the park feeling great. So far a great day.
 
Came into transition and jumped off the bike (slid on my clips and managed to avoid falling over) changed shoes and pulled off my helmet and off for a 3 mile run (I was almost done how can this be , I was so nervous, there is no way I could be nearly finished). Headed out on the trail, which was sand (never have been a huge fan of trudging through sand). I ran and passed a few more people and was passed (I'm not the fastest runner in the world). And finished up the race. I was so excited to finish my first triathlon. I've been wanting to do one for a long time but never considered myself in good enough shape to do it.
 
I'm got a few interesting bruises (right on!!) and I'm feeling pretty good so far. Considering doing another sometime soon.


Monday, April 14, 2008

My bike and I have a sorted relationship ... I love my bike .... it has served me well through all of my training but there are times when my bike needs to assert its dominance in the relationship and yesterday was one of those days.

With my race one week away I decided to take it for a test spin stringing together the swim, bike and run so I knew what it felt like to really ride in a wet tri suit. I swam a couple 100 yards to get things moving and then hopped out of the pool, dried the legs, into the helmet, sunglasses on bike shoes on and off I went. Around a couple of corners, up a hill and to a stop light. I unclipped my right leg anticipating a lean right but I lost balance and was unable to unclip my left foot in time and over I went. CRAP. I got up as quickly as possible considering that I was only a mile and a half into my ride and I had my first spill of the day (Hoo -frick'n- ray). I stood up and brushed off my road rashed elbow and checked my "likely to be bruised" hip and hopped back on the bike.

The fall wasn't as painful as it was ego bruising. The folks in their cars at the intersection probably got a good chuckle out of my fall, I can deal with that. I'm just glad that I didn't fall in front of any fellow cyclists. I'm not an expert on the bike ... but nothing worse that making yourself look like a fool out there. I tripped over my feet getting of the bus at the AFC Half Marathon this last year and realized that I had no business running 13 miles if I couldn't put one foot in front of the other stepping down off a bus. I know people were concerned and several helped me up but I felt more like a fool than injured. I don't know why I'm concerned about what other people think, especially when I don't know them.

Funny that we (I) tend to be so concerned with what other people think, you know, the people you will never see again in your life, the people that probably don't care about you at all. Funny that we (I) invent these wild scenarios where these people are judging us (me), laughing at us (me), when in all reality they probably couldn't care at all about our (my) situation because they are more concerned with avoiding falling themselves. Funny isn't it.

Off to nurse my sore hip, no bruises yet.

 


Friday, February 08, 2008

To make a long story short I decided that I wanted to try a triathlon at the end of April. I've been running for 2 years and was looking for a new challenge.

I joined the Masters Triathlon group at work and started going to workouts this week. The swims have been going great. I'm not fast but I'm faster that about 10 to 12 people (there are probably 60 people in the water at any given time) and not feeling like I'm holding anyone back. I was jazzed so I decided that I wanted to give the track/ running workouts a try. I figured, I've been running for a couple of years, I have a few miles under my belt, I can do this.

I showed up at the track, did the warm up and the drills and listened to the workout. 3 laps each one faster than the previous, repeat 4 times. Okay that's about 3 miles, I can do that, I've run many more at one time, this is a cake walk.

The 2-3 dozen people at the workout line up and we get started. I'm immediately in the back of the pack, and then the pack keeps going, fast, and then there is me, 10 feet, 60 feet, 50 meters, 100 meters, a full lap behind the main pack of very speedy people. Holy cow you people are fast. I felt like I was walking next to them in comparison. It was humbling. I finished the first set and the coach gave me a few pointers and I headed off on my second set. We repeated this process 3 more times, as I was getting ready to start my last set, the super fast speed demons were finishing their last set and contemplating doing another or running a marathon (I wasn't privy to their conversation).

It was a great workout, I won't lie, however it's humbling when you feel like you're the slowest one of the bunch. I'll go again, I know I need to if I want to get faster and despite my turtle pace everyone there made me feel like I belong.

Note to self, attach rockets to running shoes before next workout to keep up. 


Sunday, January 20, 2008

Go Charlie!!

Charlie finished his first half marathon today!!! Way to go !! Despite a very cold start 37 degrees. It turned out to be a great race and we had lots of fun. Bands on the course, lots of people out there to cheer you on. What can you ask for. I had a great race and a PR but I'm so proud of Charlie for sticking out the training for 6 months. You rock!!!



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