run this amazing day

So, waaaaaaaaay back in December while I was home and at sea level and had enough red blood cells, I think I had a bit of a breakthrough.  Only a tiny one, but then I got sick and my life was crazy bananas for a while and I haven’t really even had time to sit down and try to process it.  And no one has breakthroughs in December, those should be scheduled for March when you actually might be able to make it useful.   I stopped talking about specifics of training here on the blog such a long time ago, because for the most part, the numbers don’t matter.  And it (sometimes) irritates me when other people spend so much time focusing on the numbers, so I didn’t walk to talk about this because I felt like I was being a hypocrite but something happened in the water and oh for pete's sake just type already. It was a boring Thursday afternoon (it was a dark and stormy night...).  I had a swim workout I’ve seen a few times before, broken 250s.  (Sorry, Sonja, if I am giving away state s

I realized recently that I have done a monthly recap post for every month that I’ve had this blog.   Which is quite a long time, if anyone is keeping track. In each of them, I walk through the goals I set - some serious, some silly - at the end of the previous month.  Then I discuss the current status of my swim, my bike, and my run - always in order.  What follows next is usually a mishmash of discussion about my personal life and what the next month will look like.  Then I round up a few goals for the next month and hit publish.  Done.  Yesterday I started writing my December recap post and thinking about January, and thinking about how I wanted to set it apart from all the 2012 recaps/2013 resolution blog posts, and it just made me feel exhausted.  Mentally, exhausted.  And I realized, I think, that it’s time to change direction.  For good. I’ve been struggling lately with my life, with the life that we are building here in Colorado.  And I’m struggling because it’s good, an

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

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