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Where Oh Where Did Fat Girl To Fit Girl Go?

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WE’VE MOVED!!!

So I’ve finally done it. Taken the plunge. Made the big move. For some time now, I’ve wanted to host my blog myself so I can do more and more with the site. I’m still WordPress all the way, but self-hosted wordpress now.

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Thanks to my loyal readers. I hope the new site will create an even better atmosphere!

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Today’s post is about strength training!

Triathlon Trek Women Race Day Rocked!

In my Fat Girl 2 Fit Girl shirt, holding my medal to the side! Nice red face.

In my Fat Girl 2 Fit Girl shirt, holding my medal to the side! Nice red face.

Race Day Rocked! I’ve finally awoken from my post-race french fry coma and am coherent enough (I hope) to put a blog post together!

As of last night, I still wasn’t 100% sure I wanted to compete today. By last night, I knew I would be competing but my nerves were a bit jangly (there comes a point where there’s just no turning back). I had to get up super-early and the weather was still a little iffy for this morning. I ate a nice big plate of pasta and chicken, got my race gear ready and hit the bed at 9:30 last night so I’d be bright-eyed at 4:30 this morning, when I had to get up. It would have been nice if I could have slept. But, worrying about waking up had me up ever 20 minutes or so all night.

I ate my English muffin this morning, got dressed, and loaded up the car with hubby (can I just say how great he is to get up that early and go to these things with me? It’s so nice too to see that familiar face when you’re coming in on the bike and the run!). Made sure I had all my gear and my chip, etc. All set and we headed out in the dark over to Eishenhower Park, a 45-minute ride.

As I was bringing my bike into the transition area aroun 5:50, they were already announcing that they wanted to start lining us up for the swim, so I quick got my stuff ready, grabbed my swim cap and goggles and headed to the pool. It was a little chilly this morning to be romping around in just a bathing suit, but I had my nerves to keep me warm! Once in the pool area though, I started chatting with all the other women competing and nerves turned to excitement as everything got underway. While we were lining up in number order, Sally Edwards was giving an inspirational speech to get us pumped. Unfortunately, the sound was bouncing off the walls and we couldn’t make out a word she said. We cheered anyway!

They actually lined us up in the pool, about 10 at a time and had us start 10 seconds apart. This was better than jumping in the pool at the last race, but the water was mighty cold. Gets you going!

I even passed a few women in the swim part of the race this morning. I had a good strong swim and shaved 9 seconds off my first time. My shoulder didn’t get twingy once. In triathlon swims (pool or open water), having to pick your head up to see where the other swimmers are so you don’t get knocked out slows things down. Overall though it was smooth race and I felt good getting out of the water.

I promised myself this morning that I would pace. At the last race, I pushed hard in the swim and the bike and had nothing left for the run. I was determined today to RUN the run, all 3.1 miles of it! And I did it!

I.ran.the.whole.way!

I ran slow, but there was no walking. That in and of itself was a triumph for me and made this a crazy-good race!

After the swim, T1 took me 3.19. Again, socks, wet feet… a little tricky. But I pulled my clothes on, ate some Sports Beans from Jelly Belly (love those!!), took a swig of water and set out on my bike. The sky was brightening and while the road was still a little wet from last night, there was no rain this morning. The ride was smooth, well-marked and went pretty well. I realized when I got on the road that my front tire was a little low, but it was ok. A pretty strong breeze kicked up on the fourth loop, but the course was flat and it wasn’t too bad. Total bike time for 9 miles was 39.42 (averaged 13.5 mph). The bike is a leg I still really need to work on, but I was pleased with finishing the 9 miles in under 40 minutes. That was my goal.

The run. Ah, what can I say about the run? I RAN IT!

Racked the bike back in T2, ate some more Sports Beans and drank another swig of water and hit the porta-potty before heading out of T2 (2.34 cause of the pee break). It made all the difference though when I headed out for the run and I was so grateful for the bathroom, as disgusting as it was). You would think, all women, clean potties….nah. I guess everyone was rushing. I would have liked it, but there was no sitting in that thing.

I started the run really slow, like turtle slow, but I knew if I was going to make the 3.1 miles, it was a must. At least I was running or using that motion anyway. For the first mile, my legs were still lead and I had a little trouble regulating my breathing. When we got to the first water stop at mile 1 (seriously I think it was more like 1.5 miles), I was starting to get my rhythm back. I tried to take water there, but kind of spilled it all over myself. I’m not coordinated enough to run and drink at the same time.

There was one woman right alongside me the whole time who would walk a bit (I’d pass her) then she’d run and pass me and then she’d walk and I’d pass her again. I ended up coming in ahead of her in the end, and since I was the runner/walker in my last race, this felt kind of good.

Lots of other women passed me on the run, but that was ok because my run today was for me. A lot of women also had iPods which we were told were a no-no. I would have loved to have my music with me, but I didn’t. Maybe next time.

Mile two seemed to go by a bit faster than mile 1, and there was another water stop. I actually stopped for a second here to take a swig of water so I’d get it in my mouth and then ran on again. By mile three, I had my legs back, my breathing was normal again and I picked up my pace a little more. There was a downhill, and I love to run faster on those but my knees were not having any of that so I had to keep that a little slower than I’d have liked. All through the run, I kept hearing Sally’s voice from yesterday saying to remember that “Slow is fast.”

Once I got to the downhill, the music was blasting and you could hear people cheering on the ladies crossing the finish line so it was easy to pick it up and rock it into the chute. As I crossed the finish line I was high-fived by Sally Edwards herself! A brush with celebrity. She gave me a hug and told me I was an awesome triathlete when I went over to thank her for her inspiration too.

My run time was a bit slower than I’ve been in training, but that was ok. 37.49 for 3.1 miles, which paced out to a 12.36 pace. I’ll take it. It’s better than the 13.26 pace in the last race where there was lots of walking.  And there’s plenty of time now to get faster before next season.

Post-race, hubby and I stuck around for a bit, cheering other ladies across the finish line. I ran to get a banana at the food tent (I was starving!). They weren’t posting splits so I decided to head home, get a shower and something to eat.

But I should have stayed! I found out when I checked splits today that I actually took third place in my category! I competed in the Athena division (women over 150 pounds) and I came in third! Not sure if there was a prize for that, but I imagine there might have been. Had I stayed for awards, I would have gotten to hear my name called. I never even gave a thought to the fact that I might have raced fast enough to place. Oh well. Next time.

My overall time was 1 hour, 34 minutes, 13 seconds. I came in 148 out of 228 women. I placed 71 in the swim, 138 in the bike and 160 in the run, and I was thrilled with those results.

This race was made up of women of all ages, sizes and abilities and they all rocked it out there on the course. I was so impressed with the feeling of sisterhood and the strength that just poured out in this race. I can’t wait to do it again next year. And next year, they hope to have more than 1,000 competitors like they do in their other more established Trek Women triathlons. If you’re in the NY area, I highly recommend this very cool race.

I’m done for this triathlon season. But I will be training and getting ready for Spring. I already have my next races mapped out. After today, I’m so hooked!

Climbing Back On The Wagon After A Hard Fall

littleredwagonWhen I wrote my blog post on Wednesday, I wrote that I was struggling with staying on track food-wise. I somehow managed to stay in control until that evening when I came home to pizza and scarfed two pieces without even thinking about it. I will admit, even though I felt a little guilty later, it felt GOOD to eat with abandon. So good, in fact, that it sent me on a downward spiral for the next four days. By day four, however, it didn’t feel so good anymore.

Thursday there was seafood bisque in a bread bowl and delicious chocolate truffles. Friday it was an overload on english muffins with butter and cinnamon sugar (a favorite treat but I always stop at one. Mind you, these are the high-fiber, low-cal multigrain english muffins and I used light butter, but still. Did I really need two of them?

Saturday, ah what can I say about Saturday. If it didn’t try to run away from me, I ate it. Candy, more pizza, whoopie pies (have you ever had those?) ice cream….the list goes on. Food shopping was a dangerous thing to do on Saturday.

And yesterday, while I started to regain some control, I still ate some of the wrong things.

During this, I did still try to make some healthy choices, as though that would somehow magically make the madness stop. It didn’t. And I exercised and drank my water…same reasoning, same results.

By last night though, I felt out of control and a little nervous that I’d screwed up big-time and wouldn’t be able to pull it back. And my stomach hurt.

I think I’d been heading toward this for awhile, and that may have a lot to do with my stalled weight loss. Little tastes here and there that I wasn’t tracking, a slightly larger than measured portion, an extra treat.

Last night, through a twitter conversation with @patbarone, I realized that I had put myself on vacation mentality, and I was also feeling overwhelmed by stuff I have to get done at home over the next few days. Procrastination by food.

This morning, though, on the 3-mile run that I really didn’t feel like tackling (this is why I sign up for races), I realized that instead of being proud of myself, I’ve been beating myself up again. Instaed of focusing on how far I’ve come, I’ve been frustrated with how slow the weight loss is going and that I’d like to be further along in my tri training.

While I was running this morning, I reversed that. How far have I come, for goodness sake? What can I do now that I couldn’t a year ago? What positive changes have I made that stuck? I’m running. In the beginning, I was barely walking. I’m a size 12. I was a size 20. I drink lots of water and very little soda. I eat so much healthier than I did. I even eat vegetables and lean protein and whole grains.

So many things have changed for the better for me since I started this journey. So “fat girl” managed to creep back in for a couple of days. “Fit girl” is stronger and today she has pushed “fat girl” to the back corner again.

I don’t doubt that “fat girl” will show up from time to time. She’s been a part of me a lot longer than “fit girl,” and man, does she love her chocolate!  But I know I’m strong enough now to regain my healthy self even after a hard fall off the wagon.

As @patbarone said, “it’s not about what feels good now. It’s about what feels good later.” Today is later, my resolve is back, and I feel great!