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a year in races

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This is always one of my favorite recaps to write.   My year started off by running - and just barely PRing - a four miler on New Year's Eve with an awesome group of girls.  This is still one of my favorite races from 2012. After that race, I hunkered down for quite a few months into training, emerging untapered and with a still-healing calf in March to match my half marathon PR and cheer the poet onto a big marathon PR . April brought my first 10 miler - another fake PR run at MAF - my very first swim meet , and the first sprint triathlon I had done since my very first.  I learned that I had completely forgotten how to hurt on the run (and writing this now, I realize that I still haven't remembered). May was less fun as I kicked it off by puking my way through 70.3 miles .  But later the month brought a confidence-building century and easy-paced open water 5K swim to kick off an awesome training weekend with friends.  I still have no idea how there are zero p

a year in photos

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I believe that I stole this idea from Liz two years ago, and I enjoyed the recap last year as well.  Here you have it, friends and snarkers, 2012 in photos. January Sofie joins our family . February I tear my calf by being stupid in beautiful new shoes . March I face some ugly truths about myself and triathlon .   To add to the confusion, I run a half marathon at MAF . April I visit (and fall in love with) Colorado and then get laid off . May I curse my way through my last IM training block. June Graham gets sick while I complete an ironman . July Graham comes home and I return to my usual schtick of complaining about running . August I start a new job and struggle with returning to training . September I cross the finish line with my puppies, all of us happy and healthy. October I quit my job , celebrate a lot of birthdays , and we decide to move to Colorado . November I spend three days i

wordless I don't even know

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I don't have the words to adequately discuss what my life is like right now as I've spent the better part of the last 48 hours trapped in a very small space with four-legged creatures that don't brush their teeth nearly as often as they should.   I can no longer remember what logic it was that mapped out this move in such a way that I ended up driving the better part of the way across the country twice, but I will say that whatever idiot came up with this plan is definitely fired. Especially the part in which we put three extremely hairy dogs in a car with only two doors.   At the point in my off-season detox where I actually have begun to desperately miss fresh vegetables again. So here's a dump on puppy pictures, my standard blogging cop-out. I'll be back either tomorrow or next week.  First we have to drive another 300+ miles, sign a 30-year deal with a bank, empty my storage bin, and unload my residual crap out of my friend's closet.  And tha

merry christmas

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From all of us, Merry Christmas.