What are you DOING!?
Recovering from Disneyland (in more ways than one...) we made the final return from California to Arizona on Tuesday. We made a quick stop in Claremont to have lunch with Vicki (Christina's sister) <--- remember her!? It made me miss her so much. Because love in my heart feels much better than regret, I texted her. We got all caught up and already making plans for an obnoxious adventure. Maybe it'll happen; maybe it's just chatter. Still, it's fun. Some friends in life will always be best.
The drive home was easy and awkward. After getting cursed out by a 13 year old at Disneyland I spent the hours mostly silent. I just want my moms life to be peaceful and happy. As a grown up, (shit, I'm 35 years old), it required a lot of biting tongue and wearing sunglasses. Mask yourself Lisa. It's always hard for me to brush things off my shoulder when I don't get an appropriate apology. I'm such a sensitive little shit! HOWEVER, I love the quote, "forgive them, even when they're not sorry." So I did. Forgiven; but just can't be forgotten. Anyway...
A collapsed bridge on I-10 left us detoured about 150 miles (2 hours for sure) out of our way. GRUMBLE! No one was hurt!! Thank goodness, AND we got to pass through the infamous Joshua Trees. Straight out of a Dr. Seuss book, these trees that spike and twist only grow near Palm Springs (which btw, is 550,000 acres of National Forest). These trees are an "important part of the Mojave Desert ecosystem, providing habitat for numerous birds, mammals, insects, and lizards. Joshua tree forests tell a story of survival, resilience, and beauty borne through perseverance. They are the silhouette that reminds those of us who live here that we are home. Like the Lorax we speak for the trees, but often the trees speak to us."
Wednesday morning I was super excited to swim. YAY, I'm back to training!! And while my swim wasn't everything I expected it would be, it was enough. It was even better that I got to share it with another triathlete friend in AZ. Later that morning I ran the 3 miles to LA Fitness for a 2 hour bike spin. I developed TWO new trainer workouts for my athletes. I was dripping with sweat so I know they'll just love me. Plus compiled a whopping 48 miles. The mileage is never accurate indoors but I was certainly pushing hard! And by 2pm - in the HELLS of Arizona heat, I ran the 3 miles home. I'm still shocked that I didn't die.
So apparently the sun hates Arizona and during summer months burns the life out of anything and everything trying to breath. That means training must be conducted before 8am. That means I have to get up at 4am to train. Ugh! I managed to be up and running by 6am on Thursday for a 2.5 hour run. The first 5 miles were great. It wasn't horribly hot; just hot. The next 5 miles were a bit more miserable and the last 4 miles, I pretty much WANTED to die. You win SUN! I spent the rest of the day in Old Town Scottsdale, exploring, eating ice cream, and just loving life.
Friday I was up early for a master's swim class. I've never done one of these. It was... interesting. I didn't love it. But I didn't hate it. It was done none the less and I was invited back for Monday. The rest of the day included working at an estate sale, McDonald's (don't judge), play swimming, and some serious sleeping. I think I cooked dinner that night too.
Saturday morning... yet another early morning to bike a few hours. I rented a road bike from the local bike shop. A great idea but oh gosh, SO uncomfortable!! I mean, I got it done. We climbed the Ahwatukee Hills and it just hurt. But I knew tomorrow would be so much worse...
And that brings me to Sunday. A 5 hour bike ride. We started at 5am'ish (another triathlete friend of mine, the same one from above) and joined a local group around 6:30. Here's the bad part - everything HURT! This was the most uncomfortable bike ride of my LIFE!! My booty, my girl booty, my quads, my shoulders, my wrists, my back, my front, my EVERYTHING hurt!! BUT, I had the best company and just thoroughly enjoyed every second of that horrible miserable ride. I also enjoyed a cold Corona and later an Italian dinner with Mom and Bob for their 18th wedding anniversary.
Monday, yet another master's swim class. IN WHICH, I was given a personal Coaching session. The instructor noticed that I sink miserably. He worked with me to correct my issue and took me back to the basics - floating and balance. Sounds like a session with John Collins is in order. I'm fixing this! It's happening! The rest of today was spent TIRED. All these early mornings have caught up with and getting back to my training in this heat has been exhausting. I love it, but exhausting!
SO, that's where I am in the world. What the heck have you been doing!?
The drive home was easy and awkward. After getting cursed out by a 13 year old at Disneyland I spent the hours mostly silent. I just want my moms life to be peaceful and happy. As a grown up, (shit, I'm 35 years old), it required a lot of biting tongue and wearing sunglasses. Mask yourself Lisa. It's always hard for me to brush things off my shoulder when I don't get an appropriate apology. I'm such a sensitive little shit! HOWEVER, I love the quote, "forgive them, even when they're not sorry." So I did. Forgiven; but just can't be forgotten. Anyway...
A collapsed bridge on I-10 left us detoured about 150 miles (2 hours for sure) out of our way. GRUMBLE! No one was hurt!! Thank goodness, AND we got to pass through the infamous Joshua Trees. Straight out of a Dr. Seuss book, these trees that spike and twist only grow near Palm Springs (which btw, is 550,000 acres of National Forest). These trees are an "important part of the Mojave Desert ecosystem, providing habitat for numerous birds, mammals, insects, and lizards. Joshua tree forests tell a story of survival, resilience, and beauty borne through perseverance. They are the silhouette that reminds those of us who live here that we are home. Like the Lorax we speak for the trees, but often the trees speak to us."
Wednesday morning I was super excited to swim. YAY, I'm back to training!! And while my swim wasn't everything I expected it would be, it was enough. It was even better that I got to share it with another triathlete friend in AZ. Later that morning I ran the 3 miles to LA Fitness for a 2 hour bike spin. I developed TWO new trainer workouts for my athletes. I was dripping with sweat so I know they'll just love me. Plus compiled a whopping 48 miles. The mileage is never accurate indoors but I was certainly pushing hard! And by 2pm - in the HELLS of Arizona heat, I ran the 3 miles home. I'm still shocked that I didn't die.
So apparently the sun hates Arizona and during summer months burns the life out of anything and everything trying to breath. That means training must be conducted before 8am. That means I have to get up at 4am to train. Ugh! I managed to be up and running by 6am on Thursday for a 2.5 hour run. The first 5 miles were great. It wasn't horribly hot; just hot. The next 5 miles were a bit more miserable and the last 4 miles, I pretty much WANTED to die. You win SUN! I spent the rest of the day in Old Town Scottsdale, exploring, eating ice cream, and just loving life.
Friday I was up early for a master's swim class. I've never done one of these. It was... interesting. I didn't love it. But I didn't hate it. It was done none the less and I was invited back for Monday. The rest of the day included working at an estate sale, McDonald's (don't judge), play swimming, and some serious sleeping. I think I cooked dinner that night too.
Saturday morning... yet another early morning to bike a few hours. I rented a road bike from the local bike shop. A great idea but oh gosh, SO uncomfortable!! I mean, I got it done. We climbed the Ahwatukee Hills and it just hurt. But I knew tomorrow would be so much worse...
And that brings me to Sunday. A 5 hour bike ride. We started at 5am'ish (another triathlete friend of mine, the same one from above) and joined a local group around 6:30. Here's the bad part - everything HURT! This was the most uncomfortable bike ride of my LIFE!! My booty, my girl booty, my quads, my shoulders, my wrists, my back, my front, my EVERYTHING hurt!! BUT, I had the best company and just thoroughly enjoyed every second of that horrible miserable ride. I also enjoyed a cold Corona and later an Italian dinner with Mom and Bob for their 18th wedding anniversary.
Monday, yet another master's swim class. IN WHICH, I was given a personal Coaching session. The instructor noticed that I sink miserably. He worked with me to correct my issue and took me back to the basics - floating and balance. Sounds like a session with John Collins is in order. I'm fixing this! It's happening! The rest of today was spent TIRED. All these early mornings have caught up with and getting back to my training in this heat has been exhausting. I love it, but exhausting!
SO, that's where I am in the world. What the heck have you been doing!?