Hit and Run 5K

A couple of months ago, my good friend SA told me about this awesome 5K that she found. The Hit and Run 5K is a mix of a 5K and the show Wipeout.

 

 

I was all for it and so was Big Man! He hardly ever wants to run with me so when he said that he wanted to do it, I signed up right then! Fast forward to the weekend. Mr. Man had a sleep over with his cousin at my brother's house. Big Man, Little Man, SA and I all slept over at my mom's house. We were so excited! My cousins CC and TE signed up with us so they met us at my mom's house on Saturday morning and we were off (Grandma watched Little Man for us).

 



Here is CC, SA, and TE on our way

 

I'm excited for the race!

 

We made our way there and spent a lot of time waiting for our wave to start. I think the Blue wave was running late. That kind of stole away so of the excitement but as we moved closer to the start line I started to get more and more excited! There was a great MC at the start line. He had us laughing and dancing and high fiving strangers, which helped a lot! I was still bored and took lots of pictures.

 

I can see the start line

 

The Whole Crew
(I was looking right into the sun and couldn't see)

The Awesome MC

Lets start!

My Handsome Hubby Big Man

Silly SA

 

Getting to know Strangers in line

 

My Lovely Cousin TE

 

Let's get Running

 

Then we made it to the front of the line and took off! The first obstacle was a short way away. We got there and was ready to tackle it!

 

This one is called Slippery Slopes

 

SA made it!

Big Man made it!

 

 

And that's when it happened. Big Man was sliding down and the slide is a big blow up slide. He slides down and then gets bounced once then twice and then landed POW! right on the concrete. It knocks the wind out of him and screws up his back and he can't move. The stand by paramedics come and puts him on a back board and in a neck brace. I'm crying and he's trying to make jokes so I won't be too worried. By this time I've sent the rest of the crew on ahead to have fun on the other obstacles, TE calls me to let me know that she has her phone and I can get a hold of her if I need to and I tell her that we are going to the ER in an ambulance. 

Big Man in Good Spirits in spite of the Pain

 

We head to the LDS Hospital, which I've never been to but is quite nice, and Big Man heads to get a CT Scan. I was able to sneak out and call everyone to let them know what was going on. I cried again and Big Man smiled and apologized and gave me lots of kisses. I love this man but I hate hospitals and would be happy to never go to one again!

 

After the pain pills, waiting for the doctor's report

Making the calls outside and hating being there

 

Turns out he Big Man bulged 2 discs in his back and should be on in a few weeks. I'm glad that he isn't more seriously injured! Let's all hope that this is the last trip to the hospital I ever have to take but with 2 boys I seriously doubt it!

She's a Brick

On Saturday, Bike Mom and I, got up early (like still dark, no sun, 5:30 early) and did a brick workout. For those of you who don't know, a brick workout is not a Commodores song.

(I really want one of these outfits)

No a brick workout is when you do 1 workout and then immediately do another. Usually its a Bike-Run workout but could also be a Swim-Bike. Its really important to get your body used to going from bike to run. 2 years ago, when I did the Murray Tri, I hadn't done any brick workouts. I had visualized every transition before my race. I would bike to the dismount line, jump off, run my bike back to my rack, drop my bike gear into my bucket, and run out of transition. When I actually jumped off the bike and into transition, I could barely walk let alone run. I had Jelly Legs, BAD! Now I know the importance of brick workouts!

Back to Saturday! Bike Mom and I got up absurdly early and headed off on our bikes (her lovely road bike and my old mountain bike). We had decided to go to the catch basin, a little over 8 miles there and back with my detour back to my house for my head phones. Its a steady climb of about 266 ft all into a head wind. It took us about 40 minutes to make the climb. I will tell you, that it was mostly my fault. I was hating it. The worst part way as I was climbing the last 30 feet (Bike Mom was already at the top), 2 mega bikers came flying up and passed me, so discouraging. I wanted to stop and I wanted to go a different (flatter) way but Bike Mom motivated me and I am happy to say that I made it the whole way. The trip back was lots quicker and a lot more fun! We made it back in only 17 minutes. We were flying! 

I tried to get Bike Mom to just do a little bike route and then run (you know, build our way up) but we did the long route and man were we feeling it (there may have been a few tears of pain)! Decided to run around our block (about 1 mile) but only ran about half before we had to take a short walk (only about a block). It was hard but we were feeling good after and finished off with a .5 mile walk. We did the 1.6 miles in 22 minutes. Not what I hoping for my race time but I've got a month to work on it! 

I'm so glad I have a good friend like Bike Mom to push me on the bike (I really do greatly dislike the bike) and I'm pretty sure she's happy to have me push her on the run!

Saying Good-Bye to an Old Friend

Guys! I had to say good-bye to one of my best friends today. The friend that was there for me through thick and thin, the good times and the bad, for parties and for everyday events. I had to say good-bye to my dear, sweet friend Dr. Pepper (well...carbonation in general). The more I think about it, the more I think that the reason I was having such a hard time on Wednesday is because of my love of the bubbly stuff. And I know a lot of you are saying, "Yay! That stuff was killing you!" I don't care I love HIM!! (Say this in the voice of a teenage girl! It will make it better I promise!) Like a smoker that loves those nasty sticks but has to give it up, I have to give up my good friend! Seriously guys! I don't drink, I don't smoke, I don't swear, I don't play violent video game. My only vise is Soda and now I have to say good-bye! I'm going to go listen to Tim McGraw's "My Old Friend" and cry into my bottle of water! (Water! AH!)

The Return of the Wet Dog

Remember THIS post? The one where I turned from Wet Dog treading water to Swimming Rock Star? Well the Wet Dog has return and with a vengeance! "Did you think I left you for good and that you would be a Rock Star from now on? HA HA HA!! Think again!" That Wet Dog climbed on my back and tried to drowned me tonight!

I went to the pool to release some stress. With Mr. Man's ear infection and Little Man breaking teeth MAN! did I need to release some stress! I fully planned to hit my 1 mile mark today! (36 laps is a mile at my pool) I usually do 1 warm up lap, 4 laps at race speed, 18 laps at slow cruising speed, 4 more laps at race speed, and then I swim easy laps until the pool closes. I usually get between .75-.9 of a mile. I wanted to get that mile! Did I? Not with that Wet Dog on my back!

I should have know it was going to be hard when I could only do 2 speed laps before I had to stop to catch my breath. When I tried to finish the last 2 of those speed laps I had to actually stop and put my feet down to catch my breath! I struggled to finish a total of 18 laps (1 warm up, 4 "speed" laps, and 13 other laps) before I threw in my swim cap and called it a day!

What is wrong with me? Was the pool too cool and my body froze up? Do my hips need to pop and weren't loose enough to get the rotation I needed? Was that Pepsi I had with lunch stealing all my air? I have no idea but if this keeps up that Wet Dog might win and actually drown me next time!

Plans Change

I had been doing really well this week (Not feeling while I'm exercising but with just completing the exercises in genral). BikeMom and I have been running everyday, going at least 2 miles everyday. We usually take Wednesdays to rest but we decided that we'd go for a bike ride instead. I was excited for this extra workout (the bike is the hardest part for me). Just about the time Big Man and I are about to go to bed. Mr. Man comes out of his room crying. Between sobs we hear the dreaded, "My Ear Hurts!" Oh NO! Just so you know, My children are super human. They can have the worst ear infection and act like nothing is wrong (My only clues are usually when Little Man does take naps and Mr. Man doesn't want breakfast) so when he woke up crying. I knew something was majorly wrong. Luckily we have numbing drops, gallons of Mortin, and a daddy that loves his boys more than sleep (BM finally got MM asleep by rocking him in the recliner)! I canceled my workout plans with SwimMom and we have spent Wednesday, sleeping and lounging on the couch. Sometime I get so busy that its great when days like today happen and I'm able to just ignore the housework and workouts and just snuggle my babies!

This is how I found both of them, asleep in the recliner

Untold Benefits

We all know that when you swim, you'll gain muscles, build endurance, and flexibility but what they don't tell you is that ALL your hair will fall out! No lies. All my hair is falling out! Now to be truthful my hair usually falls out but not this bad!! Every time I was my hair and run my fingers through it, I come always with dark clumps! And not just the first time I run my fingers through it but EVERY TIME! If this keeps up, I'm going to be bald as Big Man (he shaves his head) within the month!

Weekends are NOT my Friend

I've decided weekends are NOT my friend! All week I work hard, Swimming Biking and Running. When the weekend comes its down time! Time to sleep in (if you can call 7:00 sleeping in), relax, and spend time with the family.

 

This weekend was even better! We had a family reunion and had hamburgers, chips, salads, pancakes and sausage! Then on Sunday we had a baby blessing and had pancakes with all the toppings, bacon, and eggs! It was heaven and I didn't once think about calories or running!

 

 

 

Big mistake! My smooth, perfect swim technique turned into treading water in between gasps of breath! I can usually hold my breath for 3 strokes with plenty left over but I was struggling. I blame the soda! (I know! I know! Soda is horrible for you! It will kill you! I KNOW! But it TASTES SO GOOD!!) I usually only have 1 with dinner but I think I had 5 this weekend!! Ahhh! All the extra calories didn't help either! I felt like I was carrying an extra 10 lbs during my run! Seriously! If my "freedom" is going to make me feel like this when Lockdown (Mon-Fri) hits then I'm do with it!...Alas that will never happen! But a girl can hope right? 

 (Story of my Life)