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Road races, mud races, cycle climbs, tris, oh my

Races, Running, Training

Following yesterday’s post, the goals have been streaming in at a steady pace. Some suggestions have included running the Vancouver BMO marathon/half; participating in Whistler’s Tough Mudder (I like mud :D); doing Run for Water again; racing alongside one of my most favourite diabetics (next to me of course); training for a triathlon; riding up Burnaby Mountain; riding up Mt. Seymour… And I’m feeling the inspiration, like really starting to feel it, but I’m not quite there yet. So please, if you have any kind of suggestion, anything at all, please fire it my way. Something is bound to catch my fancy! In the meantime, check out my photo year in review that I meant to post with my wordy year in review, but had a few iMovie glitches. Better late than never right 😀 And if you want a real treat, go over to Big Ring’s blog and check […]

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You say you want a revolution…

Diabetes, Races, Running, Training

A resolution you will not get out of me today, nor yesterday – I don’t believe in them. I don’t like disappointment especially by my own hand, and resolutions (from my perspective at least) are a recipe for failure. I don’t care to experience that, never have. However, I do believe in the value of setting goals. And right now, I am without goals. Which sucks. Huge. It’s been several years since I started a new year without a plan. Last year I had a second marathon in my sights, and the goal of being selected for the Tiffany’s half, as well as any other race that presented itself. The year prior, I was focused on the historic half and my first marathon. The year before that, it was to complete a half marathon without injury. But on Sunday morning, as Big Ring and I were embarking on our first

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2011: a princess perfect year

Diabetes, Races, Running, Training, Uncategorized

2011 was a year full of personal bests, discoveries, and lots of laughter; a great one indeed. And it started with a bang. January: Resolution Run While most were sleeping away hangovers on the morning of Jan. 1, I was up early racing against myself in the Running Room’s 5 km Resolution Run; I won. I crossed the finish line with a personal best that shaved a good 2 minutes 38 seconds off my previous 5k PB. It was the first of four personal bests this year. While training for my second marathon, Run for Water, which was at the end of May, I clocked in a two-hour, 24-second half marathon time at the Good Life Fitness Toronto Half in the middle of May, cutting my previous half time by nearly 4 minutes. Two weeks later I finished Run for Water with a time of 4:44:24; not quite the time

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Just call me Aqua Woman

Training

My arms were shaking. No wait, scratch that, they were quaking as I repeatedly lifted my body up out of the water and then slowly back down again, with just my wet, slippery hands planted flat over the ledge for support. Are you freaking kidding me? I’m doing pushups in the pool? I don’t even do pushups on dry land, let alone anything with my arms, but here I am up down, up down, up down, holy crap, my arms are going to cave. Welcome to extreme aqua running. A couple weeks ago my favourite ironchickie started the process of becoming an ironchickie coach, which is a two-year process that, among other things, requires her to volunteer 75 hours of coaching time. When I discovered this, I was super excited, and I was all in for submitting my name as guinea pig. That excitement, however, soon turned to fear. Two

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Minimalist memory

Diabetes, Training

You know that movie 50 First Dates, where Drew Barrymore forgets her life every day? Her character, that’s me most days. While I don’t forget my life completely, I do forget a lot of things. I misplace my keys all the time, forget my purse everywhere (at interviews, at work, in the car, once even in a restaurant on East Hastings; not the best place to do so) and I often forget what I’m about to say just milliseconds before intending to say it. It’s been like this forever. I remember once when I was six years old, I sat at the top of the steps in our house for a good half hour trying to remember why I had gone up the stairs in the first place, retracing every conversation, every thought, every step I made before getting to that forgetful moment. And now, more than 25 years later,

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