Stats

Despite my absolutely abysmal swim time, I still managed to finish 262nd out of 1229 finishers. I was 34th in my age group of 158. Given my mediocre training, I'm pretty happy with that!

An even rosier spin on the numbers is that Mom and I finished in the top 20 mother-daughter teams (19th out of 111)! Not bad at all.

Coupla bad mama-jamas

Once more, Mom and I have conquered the Gold Nugget Triathlon. I've lost exact count of how many times we've done this, but I think we're somewhere around 7 or 8 times? Maybe more?

The day could not have been more perfect. Not a cloud in the sky, and barely a whisper of a breeze. John and Sof made it out in plenty of time to cheer us on, and the event got John inspired to enter a triathlon himself! If our moving plans allow, we're both hoping to do the Eagle River Triathlon.

I can't speak for Mom here, but my race went all right. As it always does, adrenaline got the best of me in the pool, and I think I floundered more than I swam. This is probably best evidenced by the fact that I was passed by about four 12 to 14-year-olds. In my defense, I think they all are on the same swim team. And even more in my defense, I passed all those little bastards on the bike.

While we wait for the results to be posted, here are some pics of myself, Mom and my Fairbanks friend Mary, who wins the All-Time Badass Award for completing the triathlon with a broken foot and a crutch.

Here I am at T1, the transition from swim to bike:


Me, finishing the bike portion. Please note that not only am I breaking the posted speed limit, I am also about to pass one of those annoyingly-fast-swimming pre-teens:


Kicking it in:


Crutching it in:


Mom finishing (boy, does she look happier than I did!):


Me, Mom, Mary -- happy to have earned our finisher's T-shirts:


The mother-daughter team:


The future mother-daughter team:

Epic

When I was young, I constantly begged for a dog. When I got older, I began to want kids. How lucky am I to now have a baby who thinks she's a dog?





Now that I've got the requisite cute factor covered, it's time for another epic update. Yes, once again I've been slacking on my blog updates. And yes, once again I'm going to shamelessly list my excuses, not the least of which is having a one year old in the house. Besides that, I'm running my third (and successful!) session of Bellydance Bootcamp; preparing for a performance on May 30 (which involves choreographing, rehearsing and costuming for three pieces); training for the Gold Nugget Triathlon on Sunday; planning a weeklong solo trip to Santa Fe for a training/certification program (more on that later); and finally, prepping for a Major Life Change.

The Major Life Change is that we are moving to Portland, OR. Hubs is transferring within his company, and we hope to be on the road by the end of the summer. Moving, you say? Weren't we supposed to do that last year? Well, this year it's a certainty, and this year both halves of the spousal unit are happy about it. Besides all the emotions that come along with a move, we're also now dealing with the reality of getting the house ready to go on the market and searching for a suitable home in Portland.

Phew!

So back to the present, the triathlon is looming. Sofia has been an awesome training partner, riding in her trailer or stroller for many of my rides and runs. She's even been helping Dad work on the bikes:


Speaking of Sofia, she's been happy as a clam lately. She's standing on her own like a champ and is thinking REALLY hard about walking on her own. Just the other day, she was standing up and picked up her foot a little bit. We're soooo close. Her current favorite activities include hanging out on the stairs or in the dog room, usually playing in the water dish. She also enjoys long walks on the beach.

And now, Sof and I are off to the studio for a practice.