7 Jun

Though I was tired last night, I thought my muscles were recovering nicely. I noticed very little soreness and my legs weren’t as tight as I thought they would be. My falsely optimistic self decided that stretching was unnecessary. I deluded myself into thinking that I would be fine–no recovery necessary. I conveniently “forgot” that Delayed Onset Muscle Soreness existed.  

Well, I found out this morning that it does.  

Ok, its not terrible but I certainly was feeling it. Tight hamstrings, sore quads and an especially sore upper body (did I mention I’m NOT a swimmer!)…boo. I have some MAJOR stretching and foam-rolling to do!  

Ok here’s the food:  


Kashi Go Lean with 2% milk and a Banana. Black Coffee to drink.

 I rarely have cereal and milk. I usually have my cereal with greek yogurt, but when I opened my tub of Chobani this morning, it was kinda yellow looking so I tossed it and settled for 2nd best.  



Tomatoes and Carrots


Turkey with Spinach and Herbs in a Whole Wheat Pita.

This sandwich was so good! I used fresh herbs that we’re growing at home. one half had oregano and the other half had cilantro. The turkey is Boar’s Head Peppermill Turkey–my fave!

Gala Apple


Apple. Mighty Maple. Pretzels.



Dinner was a 3 egg white quesadilla with mexican cheese and onions, a Spinach salad with a baby cucumber, salsa on the side! I also threw some leftover chicken on my salad because I needed something more. The eggs were so good though! We had to buy fresh eggs because I made Tiramisu this weekend and it has raw eggs in it. These are organic, Free-Range eggs and they’re beautiful! Don’t worry, though, the Tiramisu only had egg yolks so these were the left-over whites. I wouldn’t waste these babies!  

More Snackage

A serving of Mixed Nuts. 2 Squares of Ghiradelli Milk Chocolate. 2 Marshmallows.



1.) What do you do for recovery? I need some good tips!  

2.) What should I do with the rest of my eggs? Like I said…no wasting!  


Tri-ing It Out

6 Jun

Ok, sorry for the corny title, but I had to do it (never again. promise.)

As you can probably infer from my amazing, exciting, witty, “punny” title, I completed my FIRST TRIATHLON EVER today!

I’ve had the idea of triathlon in the back of my mind for 0ver a year but never had the time, willingness, etc. to actually train for and compete in a triathlon. When I first started cycling and joined a racing club, my high school soccer coach asked, “can you swim?”, subsequently predicting that I would eventually compete in triathlons.  Today, her prediction came true.

Because the race had an 8 AM start, and because the instructions in the race packet said so, I planned on getting to the site at 6:30 AM. The race coordinators said to get there early, and they weren’t joking. I rolled in around 6:45 AM thinking I was doing well, but as I drove past the bike racks, they were rapidly filling up.

In a panicky furry, I spun my car into a parking spot, hopped out, grabbed my bike and snagged the first open spot I saw on the rack. With my heart rate settling back to normal, I walked (trying to look like I knew what I was doing) back to register and finish setting up my stuff.


Lining up for the swim: men in green, women in red


Fast forward through my measly warm-up (need to work on getting in  a better one!) and I was at the start of the swim. At this point, I was thinking three things:

1.) Why did I sign up for this?

2.) I really wish I had a wetsuit like EVERY OTHER PERSON HERE.

3.) I hope I don’t drown.


And we were off.

Despite the fact that had read plenty of books and articles mandating practice swims in open water, this was my first “real” open water swim. Yes, I knowingly went against all rational advice I have every received.


Waiting our turn



1.) I drank A LOT of salt water.

2.) I got kicked and hit by a lot of people and I kicked and hit a lot of people, but I knew it was going to happen, so it didn’t have any adverse effects on my performance.

3.) My goggles fogged

4.) I had a hard time catching my breath. Luckily, despite my not-so-great swimming abilities, I’m pretty comfortable in the water, so I wasn’t scared. Its just an observation.

5.) Swimming is not my strong point. I was glad to get it out of the way, but it seemed so freaking long! I was really happy when it was over.

6.) Next time…wetsuit.

T-1 wasn’t bad. I had my shoes open (I might try having them already clipped in next time), threw on a jersey, helmet, socks and I was good to go!



1.) My strongest event! I made up a lot of time and was able to pass a lot of people.

2.) I’d like to see if aero bars make a big difference. I don’t have them now, but I’m considering getting some.

3.) I’ve ridden the route many times before, so I was really comfortable.

T-2, again, OK. Got off the bike, took off helmet and put on sneaks (which were already untied) and went.

Tattooed leg

My sweet Tattoo



1.) It was sunny and hot by this time and I was definitely feeling it.

2.) My legs, surprisingly, felt great going from bike to run! Usually they feel super heavy but I think the adrenaline dampened the pain a bit.

3.) I pretty much just had to push myself through the run and kept giving myself pep-talks and motivating myself by challenging myself to pass runners ahead of me.


Checking out the Results


Overall it was really exciting! My family came to cheer me on and I was so happy and felt really accomplished after finishing. It felt so different from the bike races I’m used to doing, but it was awesome! I see more triathlon in my future. I ended up winning my age group and placed 20th of the women. I had a goal time of 1:30:00 and ended up finishing the 1/2 mile swim, 14.4 mile bike and 3.1 mile run in 1:23:19.

I’ll discuss how I trained in a future post!

The First Breakfast

4 Jun

Until about 3 years ago, I despised breakfast. Cereal was just blah and the thought of oatmeal made me gag. I like eggs, but only had time to make them on the weekends–and even then it wasn’t a guarantee. If I got breakfast, it consisted of a slightly burned toaster strudel or a slice of toast on the way out the door. But, I didn’t care. I didn’t like breakfast, anyway.


Banana Oats with The Bees Kness PB and Coffee

And then, I got it. Well, it wasn’t exactly like that. I think it was more of a gradual process–reading other blogs and learning about nutrition. I was also in boarding school where much of socializing was done in the dining hall. Like in mean girls, the jocks, the nerds, the music geeks and the theater kids all had to steak out their respective tables and be seen. Even the faculty had their place.

But, no matter how it happened, I’m glad it did. I look forward to and love my breakfast! Oatmeal makes me happy and cereal and yogurt bring me joy.

If the last supper signifies the end, the first breakfast, is only the beginning.


Hello world!

2 Jun

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