Day-to-day life, Racing, Running

Abs of August: A guest post

While I search for inspiration, AKA try to think about something to write about that doesn’t consist in whining about what I can’t do or the silly things my kids say, please enjoy this guest post by Lizzie.

Are you tired of that pudgy layer around your midsection?  Have you heard the whisperings of “muffin top” as you walk by in your pre baby jeans that you just can’t afford to replace?  Is your washing machine broken and you need a washboard and they haven’t made a washboard in like 100 years so you need to ripple that midsection just to clean your clothes?  If you were born yesterday then you need these amazing ABventions:

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As seen on TV; and never, ever in real life.
As seen on TV; and never, ever in real life.

 

Who wouldn’t be convinced that these would work?  I mean, look at how happy she looks.  But, seeing as we couldn’t come up with three easy payments of $19.95 plus shipping and handling the recovering member of CITS came up with [in your best stadium announcer voice]: ABS OF AUGUST.

Well, it’s really more a CORE challenge than just a way to get sexy Abs, but sometimes you just have to live with side effects.  So why the big challenge?  Enter the team.

SMO: Surgery recovery and general boredom. Recently pinned in place wing removing all fun summer activities that require a working arm including running. Boo.

Yenny: C-section recovery.  Cute little Ella didn’t turn herself around in time, so out through the lower abdominals it is.

Lizard: Regular pregnancy recovery.  A little bit of Diastasis Recti, core weakness, general flabbyness and a refusal to purchase new jeans for post baby hips.

-Laura: general core strength for long distance running

We are all runners and enjoy being active, so we know that a strong core is the key to performance and injury prevention. So here we go, 30 days of about 10-15mins of core each day.  We have all taken before pictures too, but will most likely only post them once noticeable changes have been made.

So what are we doing?  Nothing revolutionary.  We didn’t go out and spend $150 on a TRX (although I’d kinda like one).  Just your everyday core regime:

-planks

-v-sits

-heel drops

-twists

-hip raises

-etc.

modified for one arm, post c-section and general laziness as necessary.

(Editor’s note: ever try a one-arm plank?  I’ve topped out at 15 shaky, huffy-puffy seconds.  It isn’t pretty).

Will it work?  No idea, but along with the four of us keeping each other honest there’s the added motivation of first person to miss a day owes the other three wine.

With any luck by September we’ll be stable around the middle, ready to get back to some serious running training and looking half decent on the pool deck.  With a lot of luck, we’ll be looking like this and running 1:20 halfs.

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And here’s the best part.  We’re taking weekly pics.  Whether or not we get brave enough to post remains to be seen.

We’re still looking for joiners… If you’re in – just remember the bottle of wine rule.

 

 

 

 

 

Day-to-day life

What’s my bionical name?

Lookin' fiiiine.  Photo credit: Will
Lookin’ fiiiine. Photo credit: Will

It’s been a little over 48 hours since I had surgery to fix the fracture in my shoulder which dated back to January.  Although I was hoping to postpone it until the summer was over, my surgeon (and inner-smart person, when I decide to listen to her) felt sooner was better in order to prevent more damage.  So I pouted, mentally kicked and screamed, squeezed in 2 road rides the day before the operation and drove to the hospital for a 7 am check-in.  Highway 99 sure is pretty at 5:45am…

Frequent flyer
Frequent flyer

Fast-forward 7 hours, 4 screws, 2 surgeons and some fantastic nurses (who remembered me from knee surgery 6 months ago) at Squamish General and Jay was driving me home in a lovely fog.  I know we discussed several things, none of which I can really remember.  My kids were kind and happy to see me and I was happy to hit the couch.

These last few 48 hours haven’t been easy; discomfort morphs into pain if I’m not careful, I can’t sleep and the best part?  It’s 34 degrees and my arm is pinned to my side, making me an itchy mess.

Jay has kindly taken the kids away for the weekend, leaving me a quiet house in which to properly rest (or, as the case may be, type blog posts with one hand).  I know I’ll appreciate it more tomorrow but for now the house is eerily quiet and I’m wandering from place to place, a bit nervous about how I’m going to take care of myself as a one-armed bandit.

See you in September, road-selfie.
See you in September, road-selfie.

Herewith, a list of things I’ve discovered that I can and cannot do, one-handed.

I cannot…

Start the lawnmower.

Use a shovel.

Open a jar of pickles.

Negotiate buttons.

Make a decent sandwich.

Apply mascara.

Pick up kids.

I can…

Karate chop an apple with a kitchen knife (quite fun, actually).

Shimmy into clothing from the ground up.

Type with my left hand.

(Good god – I hope this list gets longer.)

Soon I will…

Swim.  Run.  Flail my arms with glee.  Pick up my kids and squish them.

Bring on the patience potion, grasshopper!

This will be my last pity post.  Here’s to being on the mend, having a patient and helpful partner, universal healthcare, sunny days and a good left arm to toast with.

Day-to-day life

The 6 hour summer holiday

Yesterday, I took a day off of work.  I dropped the boys off at camp.  Anja was with her sitter and I was faced with… 6 hours all by myself.  It was what I’ve coined “my 6 hour summer holiday”: time to do whatever I wanted, to fit in a few last hours of play before going for surgery on Tuesday.

Kicked it off with a run on one of my Whistler favourites, River Runs Through It.  In a way,  I was scouting if prior to letting the kids ride it.  Normally, I run with music but for some reason, I decided against it – and a good decision it was… some rustling bushes stopped me in my tracks and it took seconds before the bear charged towards me then stood up.  My throat still hurts from yelling at it.

A peaceful lunch in the village while reading a magazine, a ride with the boys up the Callaghan and then a while at the lake with the kids before calling it good.  Not bad for 6 hours, in 34 degrees.

I *heart* summer.

Day-to-day life, Family, Kids, Pemberton

Summer.

Has finally arrived in all its hot, sunny glory in Pemberton.  Combine the fact that when possible, I choose to be outdoors rather than indoors with a self-imposed screen/virtual/social media/internet break on weekends, I’ve not got much time or inclination to write.

Simply summarized, life looks like this these days:

Coffee on the deck early in the mornings rather than bundled in a dark kitchen.  Commuting to work by bike a few times a week in only a jersey and shorts.  Fans in almost every room of the house.  Pool or lake time instead of baths and showers.  Lots and lots of time on bikes.  Sunscreen.  Hot, hot, hot trail runs (my favourite – except for when the sunscreen stings my eyes).  Water bottles scattered everywhere.  Entry way full of flip flops.  Falling asleep when it’s still light out (I consider this a luxury while some consider it a weakness).  Kids in swimsuits 24/7.  Ice cream treats.  Fresh local fruits.  Gardens, sprinkler and trampolines.

Happy Summer, friends.  Up next?  Defeat the Duffey – a local event not to be missed!

Day-to-day life, Kids, Pemberton, QOTD

QOTD

Scene: after dinner, leaving Mile 1, back steps of the restaurant.  Anja, 3, wearing white and black zebra print top with pink ruffled sequinned skirt is hauling her runner bike up the steps.

Me: “What are you doing?”

Anja: “I’m gonna ride down the stairs.”

Me (looking at the 4 concrete stairs): “Um, no.”

Anja: “BUT I DID IT BEFORE A LONG TIME AGO!”

Me: “Right. Whatever.  Wait till Dad gets home so you can try then.”

Anja: “Ok.  That way I’ll do it and Dad will spot me.”

dad will spot me, said the 3 year old.  Only in this world.

Day-to-day life, Racing

Pressing Pause

How this self-professed Type-A personality reacted when told that putting off shoulder surgery any longer is no longer really an option:

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So there you go.  Moving on to plan B, cancelling some summer race plans (including my “A” race, which I was irrationally excited to do) and listening to that little voice inside my head (Hi, Mum) telling me it’s time to suck it up and get it done.

setback

 

I’ve got till July 23rd to fit in as much fun as possible.  Now taking applications for fun-joiners (and also: post-op company).

Looking at the bright side:

-I haven’t swum a stroke since at least January 4th, the day I broke my shoulder.  I likely won’t swim one till about 5-6 months from now.  Is this enough time to forget my terrible swimming habits and thus return to triathlon as a swimming superstar?  No, I didn’t think so either.  But it’s fun to pretend.

-I will learn to be ambidexterous.

-I’ll have lots of time to plot and plan my comeback.

Aaand… that’s all I got for now on the bright side of things.

grumpy cat

Day-to-day life, Family, Kids, Pemberton

The Mar-Lors: Joining forces.

What better sight to come home to than this?  bike park

Our kids have transformed the driveway into a mini bike park and in doing so, seem to have further cemented the merging of families with the neighbors.

Rare is the day when we find ourselves being “just” the five of us.  More often than not, Rowan is here on his bike or the kids are playing some complicated games of insert-name-here.  Anja and Sophie can usually be found squirreled away somewhere, raising a family of snails or raiding each other’s’ closets.  In fact, Anja decided to move there last week.  All 5 kids helped her pack.

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Editor’s note: she didn’t go through with it. 

Do they fight?  Sure.  But don’t all families?

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I wouldn’t have it any other way.  Every day, I’m thankful that my kids have the comfort of knowing they have another family steps away, across the street.  We rely on each other for help, laughs, advice and friendship.

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Living in a small, amazing community really does have its perks.

Day-to-day life, Racing, Running

Accountability

I consider myself to be a reasonably responsible person.  I’ve kept 3 humans alive for 7 years.  I manage to get myself to work on time most days.  I have yet to drop the dog off at daycare and leave the kids in the backyard.  However, when it comes to being responsible for getting myself into “race shape” – I am stellar at talking myself out of pretty much everything difficult and/or challenging.  If I’m not accountable to anyone but myself, it ain’t gonna happen.  Enter Christine: I’m hoping that by working with her again I’ll re-discover my love of suffering and that she won’t let me off the hook.

Yesterday was day 1 of getting back at it.  I’d sort of forgotten about my love/hate relationship with intervals.  Here’s a glimpse of what went through my mind during the run.

I totally got this.

This sucks.

I only have to do this 8 times?

I can’t believe I have to do this 8 times.

I’m hot.

My hands are cold.

God, I hate this song.

This song is fun!

Uuuunnnngh

Oh good! A downhill.

Yuck.  Downhills.

Having stayed away from speedwork for almost a year, I like to imagine that I look like this:

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The reality is that I looked more like this:

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Guess I’ll keep at it, now that I’m accountable to all (8) of you readers!

Anyone want to join me?

Day-to-day life, Racing, Running, Triathlon, Whistler

Introducing the Higgins

David and Brandi Higgins have been fixtures on the Whistler Triathlon scene for as long as I’ve known about the club.  Without their help and training, I surely would have drowned in my first Ironman.

Since meeting them on the pool deck in 2003, I’ve come to know them as good friends, racing partners and commiserating parents.

wetsuits pre-race

I’ll always remember one of my first “real” conversations with David, a few days before heading to Penticton for my race.  I didn’t know him well and was actually quite frightened of him (he had that Russian-style of coaching which I’ve now come to embrace: “you suck but whatever – try this.  It might help.  But probably not.  Just go faster”).  We sat down on the edge of the pool and he basically said: “So, you are racing this weekend.  Are you scared?  Ask me anything”.  I thought – and still do think – that was pretty cool and a really nice way to make a newbie feel welcome.

David World Champ Honolulu

Brandi has become a good friend, fellow shoe lover and fun race-seeker.  She’s a wealth of knowledge and has a commanding presence pool-side.  Everyone needs  a friend like Martini Brandi!  She also makes a mean sticky-toffee pudding (which I happen to lurve)… One of Brandi’s pet peeves when racing at the same event as her beloved is that the announcers always tend to point out that they are married and inevitably shift their focus to Dave’s race.  So, to that end, let’s lead with her interview, shall we?

Brandi Finish Ironman

1. What was your first tri – and why that one?

a. UBC…because it was there.

2. What was your most embarrassing race moment?

a. Realizing post-race that the suit I had worn was essentially see through when wet…don’t you just love neon!

3. Who is your biggest training/racing foe?

a. Me, myself, and I.

4. Bucket list race?

a. One that I am actually happy with the results.

b. It’ll never happen bucket list – Kona.

5. Best and worst part of training in Whistler/Vancouver?

a. The hills.

i. Best because once you’ve trained here pretty much no hill should bother you.

ii. Worst because it’s always uphill coming home!

Brandi on bike in Oliver

6. Fave post-race food

a. PRINGLES! And Coke. Always a coke!

7. Race superstition?

a. Don’t know if I have any. When I played basketball I had to keep my legs shaved, because I was sure on the day that I didn’t I would sprain my ankle. The doctor was cute. Do the math.

8. If you could train with one person for a day, who would it be and why?

a. Paula Newby-Fraser cause she was f…ing fast and ate pizza the night before IM.

i. Caveat…do I have to train with her, or can I just ride in a car and talk to her while she trains? ‘Cause we all know I wouldn’t survive 5 minutes riding with her!

9. What’s your weirdest racing or training habit?

a. Taking my espresso machine everywhere I go.

(Editor’s note: Another reason I like travelling to races with Brandi.)

10. Who’s your athletic hero? If you have one…

a. Unfortunately, my athletic heroes have taken a bit of a beating…Marion, Lance. Of course, I still think Lance should keep his titles…if he was juiced so was everyone else and he still beat them, and Lance and the Livestrong foundation did a whole lot more for the general public than any other racer and their (non-existent) foundation did.

11. What’s your favourite Whistler event/trail/race etc.

Event: KOS and the Lil Rippers run. And comfy numb when we were organizing it.

12. Describe your athletic style/career in one sentence.

Completer not competer. Or. I am a diesel truck: I am big, I am slow and I am in it for the long haul…and don’t you dare get in my way (hahaha).

13. Describe that nightmare you have before racing (i.e. I show up without pants)

The course runs through an amusement park on a cruise ship and I keep getting lost and realizing that everyone else is finished.

14. 3 words that describe you as a person

Loud. Caffeinated. Opinionated (aka know-it-all).

15. Dream sponsor?

Manolo Blahnik, Christian Louboutin, Jimmy Choo.
(Editor’s note: SEE??!  Fellow shoe-lover).

 David’s Turn:

1. What was your first tri – and why that one?

UBC, 1991.  I was going to school there and the swim was going to be easy.  Got a little more difficult after that. 

2. What was your most embarrassing race moment?

Any time Nicholas finished in front of me.  Fortunately it didn’t happen often.  Other than that nothing.  I seem to manage to keep my pants on in transition, haven’t fallen off my bike (yet) and not really hurt myself running (in the race). 

(Editor’s note: That would be Paul Nicholas.  You’ll be meeting him soon, if he ever finds 3 minutes to fill out my questionnaire!) 

3. Who is your biggest training/racing foe?

Kevin, Scott and Paul, pushed me real hard and getting me faster.   Went running with them when I started and the three of them killed me.  Oh look there’s a hill let’s go up it.  I needed to keep up with these bozos.  Still can’t keep up to Kevin, but I am working on it.  I don’t have a race foe I can think of – maybe Dave Kirk. 

(Editor’s note: Kevin Titus, Scott Pass, Paul Nicholas.  Whistler local’s one and all.) 

4. Bucket list race?

Wildflower would be fun. Waimea 10km just cause it’s in Hawaii. 

5. Best and worst part of training in Whistler/Vancouver?

Best part is the quality of people, you get some fast yahoos here who really just want to have fun.  Worst part is the snow, lasts far too long. 

Fall Classic 2012 option 2

6. Fave post-race food. 

Burger, big greasy Burger. 

7. Race superstition?

Need to eat a lot before a race.  Pasta for the morning. 

8. If you could train with one person for a day, who would it be and why? 

You know I found all the people I want to train with.  Though if I could make Brandi train with me all day, and she had to like it and not complain (that would be harder than getting anyone famous) – that would be fun too.

 (Editor’s note: Awwww.)

9. What’s your weirdest racing or training habit?

I get a training routine and then I have to stick to it.  Tues/Thurs/Sat Swim, Wed/Fri/Sun Bike, Mon/Wed/Sun Run.  A little OCD. 

10. Who’s your athletic hero? If you have one… 

Changes depending on the day, time and year. For example in 1991 it was Alex Popov

11. What’s your favourite Whistler event/trail/race etc. 

I used to really like the Whistler 10k

12. Describe your athletic style/career in one sentence. 

Gun goes off, I am in the race, no race I am all fun and games. 

13. Describe that nightmare you have before racing (i.e. I show up without pants).

I got nothing here. 

14. 3 words that describe you as a person.

Talkative, competitive, know-it-all. 

15. Dream sponsor?

Hershey’s Chipits, I like making chocolate chip cookies!

(Editor’s note: my children and I are thankful).

Thanks Higgi!  Stay tuned for more…