After posting a rather cute picture of Matt and I on facebook the other day endulging in fish and chips in Port Melbourne after yet another fantastic weekend I was asked whether my blog should now perhaps be titled "Bikes, Baking and Boyfriend". Hmmmm maybe, but that sounds a little boring so think I will keep it as is, but yes it is perhaps true that I now have a boyfriend :-)
So this blog was started in a bit of humour and for people to have a laugh at my expense as I biked, baked and met boys, now that I have a boyfriend perhaps it won't have the same level of humour or be quite as interesting as it has been in the past, however I will try!
There have been a number of false starts this year to my training come back, however this week it is official, I have started back at training! So far 1 run, 1 ride and 1 swim down! Only another 2 of each to go! Yay! And I am even racing this weekend! Well I'm not sure that the corporate triathlon can actually be called a race but it will be interesting to say in the least. My work colleagues all have high expectations of me as afterall I spent the better half of last year talking about triathlons! However over the last 3 months I have lost a lot of fitness and this race is going to involve sprinting! That word does not exist in my vocabulary, I only know how to race endurance races at a steady pace so whilst this race is super short and hardly even worth getting out of bed for, I think it may actually hurt! Plus am hoping it will be a bit of fun ad good for a laugh as I watch some of my other colleagues who have an even lower fitness than me struggle through the swim, ride and run!
Now just to convince the boy to give up his own racing for the morning so that he can also come down and have a laugh at me and support me on Sunday morning.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Life really is precious
The past week has been a sad one with a family losing their little boy far too soon. The death of any young person makes you realise just how precious life is and for it not to be wasted. Yet when someone dies that has yet to even live you find yourself asking why? You start to question how is life fair when a baby is taken from the world. You question your own happiness when you know that other people's lives are now changed forever and filled with immense sadness. Suddenly everything seems insignificant, all of the minor things you used to complain about seem like nothing for really I am very fortunate to be healthy and happy.
My thoughts and prayers are with Eli's family as they prepare to say goodbye to their little man tomorrow. I cannot even imagine the pain and sadness that they are feeling right now. But they have a lot of family and friends who all care and support them.
To everyone else who complains about such minor things in life, take a step back and consider just how fortunate you are and just how cruel life can be to others. Don't take anything or anyone in life for granted. Be cheerful and enjoy life, make the most of every day.
"Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal."
My thoughts and prayers are with Eli's family as they prepare to say goodbye to their little man tomorrow. I cannot even imagine the pain and sadness that they are feeling right now. But they have a lot of family and friends who all care and support them.
To everyone else who complains about such minor things in life, take a step back and consider just how fortunate you are and just how cruel life can be to others. Don't take anything or anyone in life for granted. Be cheerful and enjoy life, make the most of every day.
"Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal."
The evil raga!
Last Saturday I decided to attempt my first long ride back with tri-bal! Whilst I have been riding on my own and doing some wt sessions this was going to be a test of my fitness!
Before I set off to meet the group a drank a drink of this powder supplement that Matt had given me! When he gave it to me it was with the warning 'only take one scoop' I think for me that should have been half a scoop! So I slammed down a glass of this feral tasting drink with my standard training breakfast of honey on toast and then started riding.
Rode to Mordi to meet the group and was feeling great. Fresh as a daisy! Joined the girls and led out the front to Frankston and was riding better than I had in a long time. I got to the top of 2 Bays and my legs felt like they hadn't even been working! I then realised that actually maybe I didn't feel so good afterall, I felt a little dizzy and had a bit of a cold sweat going on. Kept cycling and made it home with a 110km clocked on the Garmin at an average speed of 30.6km/hr which I was extremely happy with. I got off the bike and realised just how crook I felt and felt like throwing up and passing out.
Whatever was in that powder could not have been good for me! Later on Matt advises that one scoop is the equivalent of having about 4 red bull's! So it is no wonder my heart rate was through the roof, I felt dizzy and had the shakes. For someone who can barely handle 2 cups of coffee in one day this stuff was potent!! The boys call it 'the raga' and I'm not sure I'll be taking it again in a hurry, or at least not a full scoop anyway!
Did have an awesome training ride though and well and truly time to start training again with only 3 months until Cairns.
Before I set off to meet the group a drank a drink of this powder supplement that Matt had given me! When he gave it to me it was with the warning 'only take one scoop' I think for me that should have been half a scoop! So I slammed down a glass of this feral tasting drink with my standard training breakfast of honey on toast and then started riding.
Rode to Mordi to meet the group and was feeling great. Fresh as a daisy! Joined the girls and led out the front to Frankston and was riding better than I had in a long time. I got to the top of 2 Bays and my legs felt like they hadn't even been working! I then realised that actually maybe I didn't feel so good afterall, I felt a little dizzy and had a bit of a cold sweat going on. Kept cycling and made it home with a 110km clocked on the Garmin at an average speed of 30.6km/hr which I was extremely happy with. I got off the bike and realised just how crook I felt and felt like throwing up and passing out.
Whatever was in that powder could not have been good for me! Later on Matt advises that one scoop is the equivalent of having about 4 red bull's! So it is no wonder my heart rate was through the roof, I felt dizzy and had the shakes. For someone who can barely handle 2 cups of coffee in one day this stuff was potent!! The boys call it 'the raga' and I'm not sure I'll be taking it again in a hurry, or at least not a full scoop anyway!
Did have an awesome training ride though and well and truly time to start training again with only 3 months until Cairns.
Date with dad on Valentines Day
What does one do on Valentines day when their man works afternoon shift? They take their dad out for dinner of course!
It didn't occur to me when organising a dinner catch up with my dear old dad that the night we had planned to meet up was Valentine's day. I did think about canceling on poor dad but decided that having dinner with dad on Valentine's day was better than sitting home alone! And as usual had a great dinner and chat with dad who seems to have now become infamous amongst some members of the triathlon club who met him in Busso last year and were inspired by his stories of his bush hut in Bonnie Doon! Gwargy has been telling many people the stories of 'Sozza's Dad'!!
It didn't occur to me when organising a dinner catch up with my dear old dad that the night we had planned to meet up was Valentine's day. I did think about canceling on poor dad but decided that having dinner with dad on Valentine's day was better than sitting home alone! And as usual had a great dinner and chat with dad who seems to have now become infamous amongst some members of the triathlon club who met him in Busso last year and were inspired by his stories of his bush hut in Bonnie Doon! Gwargy has been telling many people the stories of 'Sozza's Dad'!!
Perhaps chivalry is not dead on beach road afterall
So I've been a little slack on this blog, perhaps there is a new distraction in my life! Thought it was time that I should catch up on the events of the past couple of weeks!
So recently I blogged that chivalry was perhaps dead on beach road only to perhaps be proved wrong the following week!
I was out cycling along beach road with one very fast boy and making every attempt to sit on his wheel as we powered along beach road into a head wind. I was working far too hard for a Sunday morning ride and was starting to struggle, after trying to get him to ride off ahead a few times he was insistent I stay with him so I kept pushing my little legs and my face continued to turn from shade of tomato to shade of beetroot. We hit a slight incline and I slowly started to drop off his wheel despite my best efforts to pedal as hard as I could. Just as I was starting to give up I felt a hand on my butt giving me a push up the hill. The lovely cyclist behind me decided to be a gentleman and give me a bit of a push to stay on Matt's wheel. Or perhaps he was just trying to grab my arse!! I'd prefer to think of it as the former and thankyou very much for the assistance! Nice to know that chivalry is not dead afterall. However lesson learnt not to ride with Matt again, or maybe I should and improve my cycling leg for Busso!
So recently I blogged that chivalry was perhaps dead on beach road only to perhaps be proved wrong the following week!
I was out cycling along beach road with one very fast boy and making every attempt to sit on his wheel as we powered along beach road into a head wind. I was working far too hard for a Sunday morning ride and was starting to struggle, after trying to get him to ride off ahead a few times he was insistent I stay with him so I kept pushing my little legs and my face continued to turn from shade of tomato to shade of beetroot. We hit a slight incline and I slowly started to drop off his wheel despite my best efforts to pedal as hard as I could. Just as I was starting to give up I felt a hand on my butt giving me a push up the hill. The lovely cyclist behind me decided to be a gentleman and give me a bit of a push to stay on Matt's wheel. Or perhaps he was just trying to grab my arse!! I'd prefer to think of it as the former and thankyou very much for the assistance! Nice to know that chivalry is not dead afterall. However lesson learnt not to ride with Matt again, or maybe I should and improve my cycling leg for Busso!
Friday, February 10, 2012
Life is on track and it feels great...
"Happiness is like a butterfly.
The more you chase it, the more it eludes you.
But if you turn your attention to other things,
It comes and sits softly on your shoulder."
Henry David Thoreau
What a great week. I'm back into training, well almost! Unfortunately no running because I have a sore foot and am taking the advice of one very wise woman and very good friend so no running. But I am cycling and even made it back into the pool where much to my surprise I was still leading the lane even after having not swam with the squad for 8 weeks. It felt great, maybe it's even time to step it up into the fast lane. I'm really enjoying being back at training, I'm loving that I'm doing it because I want to and not because I have to.
Work is going great! Well it's still a little crazy and there are a lot of things that are still a pain in the arse but all in all I feel like I'm in a really great place with my career.
Or maybe the real reason for my happiness has nothing at all to do with work or training but rather to do with the fact that I have met the most amazing boy who makes me feel happier than I have in such a long time.
I entered the year wondering what it would bring, afterall last year was such a huge year in terms of achievements that I felt like this year was going to be a bit of a let down, but it's turning into an even better year with so many things to look forward to.
Ironman number 2 is still a key priority and I can't wait to give it a good go, I have an amazing holiday to look forward to in June with a great bunch of girls to celebrate the fact that yes I am getting old and fast approaching 30!
So maybe I've had a couple of glasses of wine tonight and maybe this is a slightly soppy post and not the light hearted humor that usually ends up on here but what can I say. I'm happy :)
The more you chase it, the more it eludes you.
But if you turn your attention to other things,
It comes and sits softly on your shoulder."
Henry David Thoreau
What a great week. I'm back into training, well almost! Unfortunately no running because I have a sore foot and am taking the advice of one very wise woman and very good friend so no running. But I am cycling and even made it back into the pool where much to my surprise I was still leading the lane even after having not swam with the squad for 8 weeks. It felt great, maybe it's even time to step it up into the fast lane. I'm really enjoying being back at training, I'm loving that I'm doing it because I want to and not because I have to.
Work is going great! Well it's still a little crazy and there are a lot of things that are still a pain in the arse but all in all I feel like I'm in a really great place with my career.
Or maybe the real reason for my happiness has nothing at all to do with work or training but rather to do with the fact that I have met the most amazing boy who makes me feel happier than I have in such a long time.
I entered the year wondering what it would bring, afterall last year was such a huge year in terms of achievements that I felt like this year was going to be a bit of a let down, but it's turning into an even better year with so many things to look forward to.
Ironman number 2 is still a key priority and I can't wait to give it a good go, I have an amazing holiday to look forward to in June with a great bunch of girls to celebrate the fact that yes I am getting old and fast approaching 30!
So maybe I've had a couple of glasses of wine tonight and maybe this is a slightly soppy post and not the light hearted humor that usually ends up on here but what can I say. I'm happy :)
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Challenge has been achieved!
When I first started this blog I was set the challenge to make a post that incorporated all three of bike's, boys and baking! I am pleased to say that I have now achieved this challenge. I started my Sunday with a boy, I went biking for awhile then went to watch a boy whilst he raced on his bike. Now I am ending my Sunday with the same boy and we've been baking together.!! Yummy homemade pizza is about to be served..
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Chivalry is dead on beach road
Instead of sleeping in on a Sunday morning I foolishly decided to go cycling. I rode out to Frankston and was absolutely flying, which is not a good thing as it meant a horrendous head wind on the way home! Sure enough as I turned around at Frankston I realised just how bad the headwind was and my speed dropped dramatically. The wind was horrible and I was hurting but to make matters work a middle aged male solo cyclist decided that he was in more pain than me and decided to draft off me. I have no problem with this at all when the favour is then returned allowing me some rest. But no, this male decided to sit on my wheel for a good 20km, even after I had tried to drop him a couple of times. Now look I know that I may have a cute ass and he was probably enjoying the view that he was getting as he let me do all the work but seriously show some respect out on the road and for a little lady. If you want to draft off me then do so but share the love around! To whomever suggested that beach road is the new pick up place perhaps this is true but I'm no longer sure that I want to find out as not sure I want to pick up the kind of guy that cycles along beach road.
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