and it is snowing!! Here is the weather report for today:
Daily Weather Forecast for Albuquerque, NM -
Rain / Snow
Showers
High
40°F
Precip
60%
Wind: WSW 18 mph
So I guess my first official bike workout will be a spin class..Anticlimactic if you ask me.
Hartley and I went to ride outside with some other tri folks in the 25 degree weather on Sat. AM. It was rather humbling as we road to the East mountain area and I think my average up the hills was about 5 MPH. Oh and that is with my HR at around 150. So my new coach, Luis and I will have to discuss the HR thing soon..Either that or I will be walking myself up the hills with my bike which may be quite embarrassing in a race.. Needless to say, most of the rest of the group stood waiting for us at times and that kind of sucked to be holding people back..
I am really excited about the training-that is subject to change over the next 20 weeks. After spin I have swimming today, which is usually relaxing for me. I am thinking about hiring a coach for a few sessions to help me tune up some swim techniques..
Becca, Dan, Heidi, Heather and Jack are stilll here . We watched the Super Bowl yesterday. In case you heard a giant roar from the Northeast Heights, it was the many people in our house screaming simultaneously in the fourth quarter. We are Giants fans, ify ou couldn't tell and man you could hear it with that last touchdown. The dog even got scared and the baby had to be taken from the room it was so loud.! We had a blast though and afterward folks played bowling, tennis and boxing with Heidi's Wii game. What an amazing " toy" that thing is!
More later about training adventures..
Monday, February 4, 2008
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
This and that.
1. Hartley looks less swollen. Says he is feeling better today, though a bit depressed. I am dragging him to spin class today to "get back on the horse" All I can say is it is a good thing I am not squeamish cause it looks gross when we change the band aids!
2. I decided to take the last 2 days off training in mourning for Hartley's accident. My official IMCDA training begins on Monday. Kind of like going on a bender before going to treatment..I hurt all over which I think means Hartley and I are spending way too much time together.. I am feeling his pain..
3. I got a new computer and a new phone in the same day. Is that allowed? I feel like the techno gods may strike me dead. I bought a Sony computer at a steal of a deal. Oh my gosh-i can actually SEE the monitor! It is awesome and white so i look like an Apple wanna-be. The phone is the new Blackberry Curve because I couldn't stand thinking Mark had something I wanted another day :)
4. The nail-biting resolution is not going well. It seems the knitting isn't working yet..
5. My "baby" turned 26 years old on Sunday. This makes me question why the hell I ever signed up for 2 Ironmans in the same year. Whatever was I thinking?
6. My thoughts and prayers still for Michael and Kyle and the recovery efforts..it just snowed 4 feet more up in that area which is not good.
2. I decided to take the last 2 days off training in mourning for Hartley's accident. My official IMCDA training begins on Monday. Kind of like going on a bender before going to treatment..I hurt all over which I think means Hartley and I are spending way too much time together.. I am feeling his pain..
3. I got a new computer and a new phone in the same day. Is that allowed? I feel like the techno gods may strike me dead. I bought a Sony computer at a steal of a deal. Oh my gosh-i can actually SEE the monitor! It is awesome and white so i look like an Apple wanna-be. The phone is the new Blackberry Curve because I couldn't stand thinking Mark had something I wanted another day :)
4. The nail-biting resolution is not going well. It seems the knitting isn't working yet..
5. My "baby" turned 26 years old on Sunday. This makes me question why the hell I ever signed up for 2 Ironmans in the same year. Whatever was I thinking?
6. My thoughts and prayers still for Michael and Kyle and the recovery efforts..it just snowed 4 feet more up in that area which is not good.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Battered but not beaten..
I came home from my first knitting class-it was great of course. There were all middle aged women such as me, who just wanted to learn something new. I caught on pretty quick at least to the basics.
I hopped on the trainer. Hartley had decided it would be a good day to ride the Bosque Trail so I said go for it. I wanted to ride inside because of the lateness, coldness (although it turned out to be a nice day). About one hour into the ride, the phone rings. On the other end was a voice I didn't even recognize for a split second. Then I had the "oh shit" feeling momentarily, like something is wrong here. Well, it was Hartley, who said in a very calm weird voice that he had taken a spill on the bike, on the trail and that he was in the boathouse. Now I couldn't quite compute the boathouse thing, I mean we live near no bodies of water with boats that I remembered. I kept asking, what boathouse? Oh and "how are you" finally came out? He said he was OK but had a pretty bad cut over his eye..His eye? He said he think he landed on his sunglasses, he thinks someone helped him up but couldn't really remember what happened-but didn't pass out (that is debatable-denial runs deep in his family). He said the ambulance was on it's way. OK, I am on my way-tell them to take you to St. Joe's (our insurance, etc). He said oh no you don't have to come yet. I was like-are you kidding?? So off to Lovelace I went after I called Heather-she is good in crisis mode and I knew I needed back-up here. I was really stressed on the way to the hospital,thinking of brain injuries, etc. Sometimes too much knowledge is not power, as they say. Heather was awesome and met us at the hospital. The first thing I see is Hartley on a stretcher coming out of the ambulance. His head was wrapped in a bandage, kind of like he was from some scene out of a war movie or a zombie.
He sounded alert and talking, saying he was fine and I am thinking, but too embarrassed to ask-where the "F" is your bike?" The paramedic, bless his heart, is a cyclist and immediately offered-"the bike is fine" Hartley said it was locked up in the boathouse, which by the way is at Tingly Beach, I guess where the restaurant is-they rent out boats. The manager there was locking up for the night and saw Hartley and called the ambulance. The bike trail south of central has those nasty bumps. Well, now they have gotten worse from the cold. He apparently hit one of those and basically did a face plant. The whole left side of his face and eye were swollen, with a big hole in one part of the gash-I think he must have hit a rock or something. The amazing thing is, he got up and rode his bike about 2 miles after that, thinking he was OK. I was like-"and no one stopped you and asked if you needed help?" Well, I guess not and if I saw someone that looked like Frankenstein on the trail, I would be scared to stop too. When he stopped at that bathroom at Tingley he finally saw what had happened and freaked out.
We ended up being in the ER about 4 hours, which by ER standards isn't bad. The CAT scan showed no internal damage or broken face bones (thank god). The Dr. who sewed him up is the son of our neighbor (that is funny-we are seeing sons of people we know as Dr.s now). He stitched him up with 14 stitches plus some deeper ones in big hole. Here is a picture-it is actually worse without the bandaids but didn't want to scare anyone. I think he looks like a fighter personally. I felt so proud because he kept telling people he was training for an Ironman!
The good news: No broken bones, sprains anywhere else. He has some minor road rash on his hip so he must have rolled some. He was is major pain last night-thank goodness for good drugs, which he took and then felt great-amazing!. We slept good after a long stressful night. Thank God I am not squeamish from the sight of skin that looks like hamburger meat because Nurse Debi changed his band aids this AM already. It actually looks better than I thought it would this morning. And the most important thing is we are going to pick up his bike today, where it is nicely locked up in the "boathouse restaurant". So be sure to be nice to those folks-they may have saved Hartley's bike-oh and life too! We found his "ID band" that Becca gave us this morning and decided after this it might be a good idea to actually wear it while training. And ALWAYS bring a cell phone, no matter what!
I know he is definitely one of us now because the first thing he said this AM was, "maybe I can ride my trainer today" I was like-no way buddy-we are taking the day off!
I hopped on the trainer. Hartley had decided it would be a good day to ride the Bosque Trail so I said go for it. I wanted to ride inside because of the lateness, coldness (although it turned out to be a nice day). About one hour into the ride, the phone rings. On the other end was a voice I didn't even recognize for a split second. Then I had the "oh shit" feeling momentarily, like something is wrong here. Well, it was Hartley, who said in a very calm weird voice that he had taken a spill on the bike, on the trail and that he was in the boathouse. Now I couldn't quite compute the boathouse thing, I mean we live near no bodies of water with boats that I remembered. I kept asking, what boathouse? Oh and "how are you" finally came out? He said he was OK but had a pretty bad cut over his eye..His eye? He said he think he landed on his sunglasses, he thinks someone helped him up but couldn't really remember what happened-but didn't pass out (that is debatable-denial runs deep in his family). He said the ambulance was on it's way. OK, I am on my way-tell them to take you to St. Joe's (our insurance, etc). He said oh no you don't have to come yet. I was like-are you kidding?? So off to Lovelace I went after I called Heather-she is good in crisis mode and I knew I needed back-up here. I was really stressed on the way to the hospital,thinking of brain injuries, etc. Sometimes too much knowledge is not power, as they say. Heather was awesome and met us at the hospital. The first thing I see is Hartley on a stretcher coming out of the ambulance. His head was wrapped in a bandage, kind of like he was from some scene out of a war movie or a zombie.
He sounded alert and talking, saying he was fine and I am thinking, but too embarrassed to ask-where the "F" is your bike?" The paramedic, bless his heart, is a cyclist and immediately offered-"the bike is fine" Hartley said it was locked up in the boathouse, which by the way is at Tingly Beach, I guess where the restaurant is-they rent out boats. The manager there was locking up for the night and saw Hartley and called the ambulance. The bike trail south of central has those nasty bumps. Well, now they have gotten worse from the cold. He apparently hit one of those and basically did a face plant. The whole left side of his face and eye were swollen, with a big hole in one part of the gash-I think he must have hit a rock or something. The amazing thing is, he got up and rode his bike about 2 miles after that, thinking he was OK. I was like-"and no one stopped you and asked if you needed help?" Well, I guess not and if I saw someone that looked like Frankenstein on the trail, I would be scared to stop too. When he stopped at that bathroom at Tingley he finally saw what had happened and freaked out.
We ended up being in the ER about 4 hours, which by ER standards isn't bad. The CAT scan showed no internal damage or broken face bones (thank god). The Dr. who sewed him up is the son of our neighbor (that is funny-we are seeing sons of people we know as Dr.s now). He stitched him up with 14 stitches plus some deeper ones in big hole. Here is a picture-it is actually worse without the bandaids but didn't want to scare anyone. I think he looks like a fighter personally. I felt so proud because he kept telling people he was training for an Ironman!
The good news: No broken bones, sprains anywhere else. He has some minor road rash on his hip so he must have rolled some. He was is major pain last night-thank goodness for good drugs, which he took and then felt great-amazing!. We slept good after a long stressful night. Thank God I am not squeamish from the sight of skin that looks like hamburger meat because Nurse Debi changed his band aids this AM already. It actually looks better than I thought it would this morning. And the most important thing is we are going to pick up his bike today, where it is nicely locked up in the "boathouse restaurant". So be sure to be nice to those folks-they may have saved Hartley's bike-oh and life too! We found his "ID band" that Becca gave us this morning and decided after this it might be a good idea to actually wear it while training. And ALWAYS bring a cell phone, no matter what!
I know he is definitely one of us now because the first thing he said this AM was, "maybe I can ride my trainer today" I was like-no way buddy-we are taking the day off!
Friday, January 25, 2008
These are my peeps..
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Shoveling as a new sport..
So instead of torturing myself on the trainer today, I spent three hours shoveling this (this is after I shoveled):
And while I was out there I ran into her:
I fed the deer some crackers and shoveled and shoveled and shoveled. It is the never ending iceberg. I decided this was as good of training as lifting weights and riding my trainer for 2 hours. Not sure if that is true but I sure had fun out there..There is something very gratifying about shoveling snow-I know, I am wierd.
Val left this AM after a great visit last night. She ran with H & I yesterday. the temp was all the way up to 25 degrees or something-a heat wave! We hung out last night and celebrated her birthday with a cake and yes-I ate a BIG piece of cake. man that tasted good!
Heidi, Jack and baby Avery are coming from Taos tonite, we are back to ABQ tomorrow for a day then back here Tuesday for H's birthday....Life is good.. my thoughts are still with Michael and Kyle-still no word that they have been found. And I think the pitbulls are in doggy heaven now. I suppose I should feel bad-Hartley does, but I don't feel anything except relief that we can run and walk our dog now..
And while I was out there I ran into her:
I fed the deer some crackers and shoveled and shoveled and shoveled. It is the never ending iceberg. I decided this was as good of training as lifting weights and riding my trainer for 2 hours. Not sure if that is true but I sure had fun out there..There is something very gratifying about shoveling snow-I know, I am wierd.
Val left this AM after a great visit last night. She ran with H & I yesterday. the temp was all the way up to 25 degrees or something-a heat wave! We hung out last night and celebrated her birthday with a cake and yes-I ate a BIG piece of cake. man that tasted good!
Heidi, Jack and baby Avery are coming from Taos tonite, we are back to ABQ tomorrow for a day then back here Tuesday for H's birthday....Life is good.. my thoughts are still with Michael and Kyle-still no word that they have been found. And I think the pitbulls are in doggy heaven now. I suppose I should feel bad-Hartley does, but I don't feel anything except relief that we can run and walk our dog now..
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