Friday, June 16, 2017

We Did It!

You guys. It finally happened.

This blog has reached:


And it only took 6 years, 6 months, and 8 days.

Now, you might think that is a very long time to reach 1 million hits.

You would be wrong because it is, in fact, an extremely, stupendously, enormously long time to reach 1 million hits. It's like...whatever the opposite of dog years would be.

Regardless, I have a lot of people to thank for visiting this site a million times!

And the bots.

They sure help my numbers, but of course the most important people to thank are you all, who come and actually read my new posts.

I know this blog is not everyone's cup of tea (despite my early illusions that everyone would love it!)

Oh well.

It doesn't fit into a specific niche and my schedule has become rather uh, sporadic. That makes it also fall off a lot of people's radars so when I see those of you dedicated to keep coming back, I feel very fortunate.

I know I could increase my readership again by visiting and commenting on lots of other blogs, but that wears me out and it feels too self-serving to pop up in the comments in the hopes that the writer might return the favour; especially when I don't post regularly. I do still read blogs, but don't always comment and no longer go to every blog on the list.

I know we're all in it together but TriGirl is a full on introvert.

Plus, I prefer organic and real interactions over the quick accumulation of views (even though that is fun.) I may not post often, but I'm just not ready to retire quite yet because I love drawing my little adventures. And every time you visit, comment, or share my site, it fills me with gratitude.

So for that, you, my readers, get a big thumbs up.


Saturday, June 10, 2017

Suspension Straps: an exercise in suspension of reality

A few months ago we moved into our new place. It's a condo, and it comes with amenities, like a rooftop seating area with a large TV (that no one ever uses), and a gym.

More like a room with some random stuff in it so that, as the realtor explained to us,

Fancy. Also, not happening.

There are some weights, kettlebells, steps, bands, and a Pilates reformer that looks terrifying. But, there was one thing that interested me: a set of suspension straps.

I'm leaving off the name so that the company does not come after me the way the cycle company did. 

Suffice it to say it rhymes with "Blex"...or maybe:

I'm really not sure. Anyway...

I went on YouTube to learn a bunch of exercises and then set off to the workout room.

I began with the pull ups.

The official version:

My version:

So far so good.

Then I moved on to the squats and those were fine too. I tried push ups next.

The official version:

My version:

 I was very worried that I would fall through the straps, and onto my face.

Finally I tried seated pull ups.

The official version:

My version:

I decided to stick to pull ups.

The next day I woke up to a pinched nerve, thus ending my future as a suspension strap guru.

As of this week I'm training for the Chicago Marathon so my off season is officially over. I'll be using the Hansons Method; their half marathon plan worked really well for me so I'm hoping the full goes well too.

This will be very different from my other marathon training cycles so I'll do my best to keep you guys posted! In the mean time, I'm adhering strictly to the plan:

So far it's going very well.

If you've used the Hansons Method I'd love to hear your thoughts and experiences in the comments!


Monday, March 27, 2017

I've Got Heart and Courage, Yes I Do! I've Got Heart and Courage, How 'Bout You?

Hi everyone! Today, I have a different kind of story to tell you, so grab your coffee/tea/hot water with lemon/Diet Coke and get comfy.

This is the story of a girl named Kebby.

Kebby was  always excellent at sports and sports-related endeavours. She swam, biked, and ran her heart out, all the way to Kona to race at the Ironman World Championships.

All while Kebby was triathloning and living life, something was bugging her.

She was troubled by the gear.

So, she set out to change all that, by starting her very own sports clothing company. After a ton of hard work, she launched Coeur Sports! (By the way, it's all made here in the USA!)

And aside from making all that amazing gear, she and her tiny team of minions mighty workers started an ambassador program.

Their team went through almost 1,300 applications for the 2017 team looking for just the right mix of elements to relay their message.

First off, COEUR is the French word for heart. It is also the root of the word courage. Coeur Sports' motto is Heart and Courage (my linguistics degreed self geeks out on this.)

As a Coeur ambassador, it is my responsibility to convey the following:

1. Encourage other women.

2. Welcome questions from athletes of all abilities and backgrounds.

*You can ask me questions any old time, no special Q&A required!

3. Be a good sport even if the race didn't go your way.

4. Know how to have fun even if you're in pain, experiencing bad weather, or if your spirit unicorn didn't show up.

5. Give high fives.

So, if you happen to see someone wearing Coeur Sports gear during your workouts or at a race, know that she is rooting for you! Also, if you are wondering how to spot an ambassador, we're hard to miss this year!


1. Do you find there's a brand that you love for both its clothes and its customer service?
2. Do you have any questions you've been dying to ask me, or that possibly just popped into your head?


Sunday, February 26, 2017

Guess Who's Training for an Ironman?

This girl!

It is most definitely not me.

So, Erika came to visit as my first house guest and we went out to explore some of the finer things in LA.

The day she arrived we went straight to Hollywood Boulevard to see the famous people.

The real reason we went though, was to go to a taping of Jimmy Kimmel Live! We got there just as they were starting the line and wound up with front row seats, which gave us a perfect view of Jimmy and his guests, right between the cameras.

A woman asked to be seated in the empty spots next to us, and we're pretty sure she was blocked by the cameras the whole time. She made up for it by cheering reeeeaaallllyyyy loudly the whole time.

Despite her ear piercing shrieks ebullient enthusiasm, we thoroughly enjoyed the show.

But we definitely felt old when we had never heard of the musical guest, who was up for 6 Grammys. 

The next day was the start of Erika's Official Ironman Training so we went for a run. In the rain.

After our workout the rain stopped so we went down to the beach, where it was foggy and empty.

We still had fun exploring and got some delicious ice cream.

Oh, and we had been in such a hurry to get out the door that we failed to notice we were dressed exactly the same.

The cool people who work in the Venice shops found that very amusing.

When we got home, one of my former coworkers, Jess, came over because she was in town. It was fun to catch up while Erika pretended she did not need a nap.

Jess was one of my amazing cheerleaders at the Oly tri.

The next day was finally sunny, so Erika, TriGuy and I headed back down to the beach. Erika and I ran 6 miles on the boardwalk and when we were done we passed a table set up with finish line food. After our not-so-subtle looks and questions to each other about it, the guys manning it offered us some water. We rehydrated and chatted about Erika's Ironmans...Ironmen??

They were really nice guys from the L.A. Leggers, a training program for the LA Marathon.

On Erika's last day here we went for her run, watched the Super Bowl (what a game!!) and then, sadly, it was time for her to go home.

It was such a great weekend and I can't wait to see her again in Chicago for the marathon!

1. Do you have any "don't miss" tips for easy sightseeing in Chicago? It will be my first time there, aside from airport layovers.

2. Will you be in Chicago in October?

3. Were you thrilled or extremely upset with the Super Bowl? Did you make/lose money? I wasn't rooting for either team but it was fun to watch.



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