Dreams do come true....hopefully.

The best part about blogging is I can throw in as many exclamation points as I want and run on sentences.  It doesn't have to flow.  I don't have to send it to an editor.  (I'm now writing for the Tooele Transcript Hometown department with the help of my trusty sidekick Sandra)  I usually feel like Robin to her Batman...and that's okay.

So we're doing a FULL IRONMAN.

My first goal is to drop 15-20 lbs so I can fit in my wet suit.  Honestly I don't want to fork out more money for another one.  So it's time to quit eating the whole bag of Swedish fish and guittard chocolate chips.  I really think watching what I eat is one of the most time consuming, annoying things about getting fit.  This is just so you know that I'm an average housewife attempting to accomplish this!  

I'm not a super athlete that goes out and runs a 6 minute mile, or 7, or 8 (Ok maybe 1 mile at 8 minutes on the verge of throwing up, but not 24)

I'm short.  Below the American average.

I swam in high school, two years.  In lane 1.  (8 Being the fastest lane)  Oh and my butterfly was faster than my free style.  I look like I graduated maybe ten years ago, no people it was 20 this year!  Yikes.

I picked up biking for my first triathlon on a Walmart purchased bike.  (Don't listen to what people say, the BIKE does make a difference)  I'd rather leisurely bike.  I'm afraid of going fast, and if I'm going down hill I'm usually praying at the same time.  If I get a flat, I'm in trouble even though I've been taught how to fix it.  I can't remember.

I can feel this dream taking shape.  I made Sandra sign up for Ogden with me.  My thought process is if we do two marathons this year we will have a really good base.  My thought process right now is to try to fit 2 bikes and 2 swims in a week.  Then run 4x a week.  Sandra has set up an awesome training program for us that begins in a few weeks.

This morning I ran 5 miles and felt good.  Yesterday I swam in the Vasa Pool.  If you want to train for good mental prep, swim there.  It's like swimming in a fish bowl.  (Very small)  At the same time I'm trying to breathe too, someone is spraying the air with some kind of fragrance that stinks.  It has happened a few times, so I'm just going to have to find out what it is.

Tomorrow I will be swimming at the Tooele Pratt and then Saturday running.

Happy Long weekend!

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