(Note: I started to call this post “Smack My Sweet A$$” but I just didn’t have the guts! When you read on, you’ll get the joke.)
Thank you for all your nice tweets and comments about my triathlon post! Before I started training and competing for the sport, I didn’t know anything about it — but I had an aunt and a friend/co-worker who did Ironman distance, so they helped answer a lot of questions you all have.
The biggest thing that seems to concern people is the swim.
I am biased, because I was a middle and high school swimmer. The swimming portion didn’t scare me nearly as much as the bike or run portions when I was getting started. But I truly believe anyone can learn to get through the swim with a minimum of work. I am lucky, because I live in Florida, where you can swim outside nearly year-round.
This is where I train (click play to watch the video)
My boss (who is an awesome swimmer) and I really like to do Lucky’s Lake Swim — triathletes come from all over the world to take on the open water swim. Lucky opens up his gorgeous house to strangers, six days a week. And once you make your first crossing, you get to sign the wall of fame and you even get a patch. It’s pretty mind-blowing.
But if you have a nearby pool, you can train pretty easily there, too. In ALL the triathlons I’ve been a part of, there have been extremely strong swimmers, and people who can barely float. If you’re in the latter category, don’t get discouraged. Start at the back of the pack, stay out of the way so you don’t get pulled into the mess, and swim at your own pace. Take a break and tread water. There are even some races that will let you swim with floats or assistance! Especially if it’s your first tri, don’t worry about your time … just worry about finishing. I promise, you’ll have your Disney moment, just like I did.
It’s been a pretty fantastic weekend, filled with some of my favorite foods:
And my favorite people:
Don’t mind the crazy eyes from Lucas, he was just excited about bringing beers into “Inglorious Basterds,” which turned out to be an amazing movie. Very violent, which is not my normal style. But hysterically funny, and pure-Quentin Tarantino. Brad Pitt and his supporting cast took one of the most somber times in world history (1940s Nazi Germany and France) and somehow, made it human and bizarre. I watched most of the movie through my fingers, but I made it through.
After the movie, we were starving, so we went for a rare treat. Tijuana Flats, one of our fave restaurants! I especially love their Smack My Sweet Ass and Smack My Sweet Ass and Call Me Sally hot sauces.
Oh, my my my:
Everything here is fresh, and I always get it “Power Light,” which means it’s fat-free cheese, sour cream, etc. And I slather it in hot sauce. Drooooollllll…..
Made up for the madness with a 5-mile run this morning and some Exercise on Demand yoga. That is such a great resource, and it’s free for anyone with digital cable. It’s great if you’re on the road, too — when I was home visiting Mom for the Healthy Living Summit, I got to do yoga in the living room, and I didn’t have to bring any equipment. It’s also great when it’s too hot out to run or do anything else outside. NO EXCUSES!
Shameless husband plug — remember to visit his blog for great updates on beer reviews, news and more:
Plus, is he not so stinking cute? He’s so cute, I’m going to go join him and my other favorite boys at the pool to catch up on my reading. I have four in-progress books and three magazines waiting for me!