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wordless wednesday: ass & puppy

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Puppy: Ass (excerpted from more gait analysis): And the best of both worlds, puppy ass: That's my life in a nutshell, folks.  Happy Wednesday!

triathlon is throwing up on my life

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And I love it. I'm in the middle of a few mellow weeks of training before it gets hot and heavy on the downhill ride to CdA.  Every day last week, I had only one workout to do and most of them were under an hour.  And it was enough.  Not tapering into the half marathon had me running very close to an empty tank post-race, and I soaked up the easy light days.  This weekend things started to go back to normal.  On Friday, I finally got my bike back, with the old crank on it.  I did my 765th quick fit of the season and things seemed good to go. I actually went back and looked at the pictures of all the fits I've had, and to me - someone who loves bicycles but does not know a whole lot about them - they look identical.  Initial fit: Fit after crankset replacement: Fit after crankset un-replacement: Bike nerds, what do you think?  Other than I should maybe own a second pair of tri shorts.  And I got kinda fat in January. Saturday morning I managed an hour run with some s

three things thursday

1. My calf behaved better than I expected last weekend at the half - I didn't even notice it during the race.  Afterwards, once I got blood moving again and then sat down for a while, it stiffened up and felt really sore in the area of the tear.  I knew it was possible that running would open up the tear again, so I wasn't too worried.  I don't like taking advil/ibuproufen after a race, so I spent the first couple of days alternating ice baths and epsom salt baths, doing some light stretching, and just in general trying to treat my legs with sparkly kid gloves.  Once I got through my post-race Oreo-and-BBQ-quesidilla bender, I hopped right back on the recovery food train, and I've been sleeping 9-10 hours every night.  So there's some serious healing going on over here.  I saw my "doesn't hurt me" PT on Tuesday morning, and she said that there's a lot of scar tissue and inflammation and adhesions just floating around in the calf right now.  She dug

wordless wednesday

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This morning on my ride I blew through a smell that reminded me of Sofie.  Probably the closest I will ever come to feeling like a mama.