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Professional Shots

Here are the professional pictures that were taken, I have some good shots of me singing the national anthem. There are almost 30 pictures in total, so I will spare you that and give you the link to the album on my facebook page:

Here are some highlights:

Me singing the national anthem
Me singing the national anthem

More singing
More singing
On the bicycle
On the bicycle
The worst part...the running
The worst part…the running
Coming into the finish
Coming into the finish

I like this photo because I am giving George a high five, but I look retarded….can’t win I guess…

Running in the sand...nice

Running in the sand...nice

And in the left side of this photo, you can see George’s relay teammate (Helen) smiling…

Now here are some pictures of my hott (yes, 2 t’s) fiance! I’m gonna marry him!


Pictures from George’s Camera

So instead of inserting this pictures into the previous post, I will just create a new post!

Here are some photos from George’s camera….

Here is the Toy Box all packed and ready to go! Have I ever mentioned the love for my car and how great it is for triathlons? Funny thing is that I didn’t know that it would be that useful when I bought it!

The night before I very carefully wrote my name on the back of my jersey, someone said that people would call my name…but that didn’t really happen. Only the people that actually knew me called my name.

George also took a picture of me writing my pre-race blog, you can see where I got my inspiration 😉

So, a lot of the things I read said to make sure you lay everything out the night before, that way…when you wake up at the crack of dawn…you don’t forget anything. It worked for me…here is a picture of most of the things laid out but I think I picked up my clothes off the floor….

After a LOOOOONG night of rest (NOT!) It was race day!

That is George riding in front of me, note two things:

#1 The L.L. Cool J pant leg

#2 The balloon attached to his tri bag

Good Stuff

Here is the transition area, please note Pinky….my pink dolphin…she was very helpful…until she got in my face during T2!

I took a picture of my temporary tattoo…note that everything is in focus BUT the tattoo…the beauty of a self picture…also that thing was hard to get off!

Posing near my transition area…fancy!

Me on the bike, can you see the pain????

That’s all I got for now, still waiting on the professional pictures (which I am sure there will be many) and then I will post those.

Hope everyone had a great Tuesday!

Race Day Report


It is official, I am a triathlete! I learned on Saturday that less than 2% of the population can say that…I think that is cool.

Let me preface this by saying that I will be adding more pictures as they come. The first batch is from Ron’s camera (thank you Ron for being so fast on posting the pics!) Then there are some from George’s camera and then there are the professional ones. So, without further adieu….

We started the morning bright and early at 4:30AM, we met the team downstairs by 5AM (roughly) and then we all headed down to the transition area which was about a miles bike ride from the hotel. It was dark and cold. We finally got to the transition area, by quite possibly the worst way ever (thanks guy who lead the group)…We then found our area and set up..Not much to report here…I had a pink dolphin balloon that I tied to my area so that I could find my bike…Mind you…Pinky (the balloon) had to take the mile trip on the bike from the hotel to transition, so that was fun…. We had plenty of time to kill so George and I got body marked and headed to the beach to see the waves. The day before the team tried to do a nice swim in the ocean and the waves were 5 to 7 feet high. I was deathly afraid of these waves, so I practiced my entrances and exits out of the water. But the day of, the waves were perfect! Phew!

Now somewhat of a last minute thing….back when I had volunteered for the Nautica Malibu Triathlon I got into contact with the event organizers. I noticed that for that triathlon, they had someone sing the national anthem. I thought to myself…hmmmm…I can do that! So I e-mailed them and asked them how one would go about doing such a thing. They put me in contact with the marketing person and they asked me to sing the national anthem for the triathlon I was doing! How awesome is that? So when I walked to the beach I sang it a few times just to warm up my voice since it was 6 in the morning…

So 6:45AM rolled around and it was time for the mandatory pre-race meeting. They went through all the race details and then they introduced me and I sang the national anthem 🙂 It went really well and I hit all my notes as best I could that early, but overall it went well and I think people liked the fact that a fellow athlete was singing. Did I mention I sang it in my wetsuit? Well, I did and I will have some pictures to prove it from the professional photogs.

Now, one thing I was not aware of was that the waves of people starting mean that you start later…so because I was in the women’s div 25-29, I didn’t start till wave 8 and there are 7 minutes apart…7 times 8 equals I have like 45 min to fart around! So I went back to the transition area and hung out a bit (p.s. MY FEET WERE FREEZING from being on the sand from the meeting) so I put my running shoes on to warm up a bit and sat on my handy dandy chair (which rocks!) We started to see the guys run in from there swim so I figured I would at least start to casually walk over, stop by the porta potty…have a pre-race potty…then maybe see the people come out of the water. It was about 7:40 by now and as I approached the start I saw a bunch of people with silver caps and realized….MY WAVE WAS NEXT! Hello butterflies…there you are…was wondering when you would enter my tummy…. So I climbed over the little flags and found Ron and Jamie (cue picture).

Here is a picture of me with the assistant coach before we went into the water:

Fast forward a little, gun goes off and here we go in the water! (by the way, very loud gun) Jump over the waves, dive into a few and off we go to the first buoy! No one kicked me and no one swam over me which was a great relief! But damn, that buoy is FAR! It really felt like forever to get to that first buoy so when I got there I sort of cheered and then everyone else followed suit, I thought that was fun. I sort of had to stop a couple of times to catch my breath, and by stop I mean that I would do some breast strokes so that I didn’t actually stop…When you are in the ocean it is very overwhelming…the salt water…the cold…and the rolling waves. So after what felt like an hour…I finally got out of the water…took a look at my watch and I had done it in a little over 13 min…not bad…not great…but not bad…Ron snapped a picture of me running down the chute to the transition area:

Still smiling! That’s good! Off to transition 1, by my estimates it took me about 6 min…that’s a really long time so I will need to improve on that. So I get to transition, rip off my wetsuit, threw on my jersey, bike shoes, helmet, sunglasses and bike. I start to run toward the bike start and I was really getting frustrated with how people were moving…they were going so slow…WE ARE IN A RACE! Not like I am going to win, but can you please MOVE! Whatever…So I get to the start, mount my bike and up the hill I go. Let me just mention…when I volunteered at the Malibu Tri I stood at the bike start and told everyone to mount on the yellow line. At my race there was a guy doing something similar but he SUCKED at it. We were supposed to mount AFTER the white line, but he didn’t say anything till after I was already mounting my bike on the white line. Some people just do not take pride in their work…

So off to the bike course I went, three loops, and I got bored…but I got through the 10 miles in 35 minutes…not bad….not great…but not bad…

Then back to transition for the run, dropped my bike off, threw on my running shoes, hat and running belt (and blew my nose). As I started to run out I saw Ron again and he snapped this picture:

Still smiling…must be the E I took before the race….JUST KIDDING! So I was off for the 3 mile run, I saw George halfway through coming back the other direction and gave him a motivational kiss! I also saw some teammates and made sure to yell GO TEAM! Which is a tradition with the team… The run went well, had to walk a couple times but overall a good run. Not sure how long it took me because my times are not accurate on the website…says it took 1:18 for the run…which is impossible.. Right before I got to the finish line, Ron snapped another picture:

No, I did not run the entire thing with my arms up in the air like that….but I am still smiling! Must be delusional… So I crossed the finish line and there in the chute was George, Helen and a bunch of TNT people. It was so motivating to be there with such a great group of people and knowing that I had worked so hard to be there and had raised so much money for a great cause.

I finished the entire race in 1:33:51.7 and I had a great time!

Thank you to everyone who supported me and my mission, I plan to do more triathlons and am already going to sign up for the Turkey Triathlon that is on Thanksgiving weekend…don’t worry…don’t need any donations for that.



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The night before

‘Twas night before the triathlon, and all through the hotel not a single thing was stirring, not even in hell.

The tri bag was packed by the bed with care. In hopes that we would wake up to do our hair.

The tri team was nestled all snug in their beds, while visions of shot blocs danced in their heads;

and George in his kerchief, and I in my cap,
we had just settled down for a short night before tri nap,

When out on the water there rose such a clatter, I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Away from the window I flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the 5 foot waves
Gave the luster of mid-day to the objects on the pave,

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a lightweight tri bike, and with a guy holding a beer.

With a little old driver so lively and quick.
I new in the moment that it must be a trick.

“why it is not time!” I called to him below,
And he replied, “what, you didn’t know???
They had changed the time, it is right now”
Then I freaked out like a 2,000 pound cow.

I jumped out of bed, and threw on my clothes,
I couldn’t believe that I had to go.
Then all of a sudden, I started to fall
and then woke up, from a phone call.

“why it was only a dream!” I chanted out loud,
My brain felt like it was a cloud.
For I still had plenty of time,
and I knew that the medal would soon be mine.

So I fell back to sleep all sound in my bed;
my head fell on the pillow like it was made of lead.

I was ready for my tri as much as I could be
which made me full of glee.

With my eyes closed and my smile a gleam,
all I could think was, GO TEAM!!!!!


Good news—I weighed myself today. Now I am not that shy about my weight…I am tall and have never been really fat, just heavy…so I will share with you my weight…because I don’t care that much about numbers. At my heaviest (about a year ago) I weighed in at 170. You couldn’t really tell, because my weight distributes…but that is how much I weighed. Today I weighed myself and I am at 150, so I have lost 20 pounds. For the past year or so I have been between 160 and 155, but never really below 155…but I have finally broke past that plateau and am down to 150. So I am very excited about that…so happy that I ate salmon for lunch…even though I don’t really like salmon…but it looks so yummy! And it was 🙂

Bad news—I ran today at lunch. There is a 24 hour fitness in the basement of the building, so I just went at lunch. So I get onto the tread mil, and start to walk. I walk for 5 min, and feeling good, I start to run. I get .2 miles into my run and I am DYING! I can’t breath, my whole torso is cramping I just had to stop. This is very discouraging to me, the run is my weakest part and I had been working so hard to fight that. I had actually gotten to the point where I could actually run most of the 3 miles. Now I can’t even go a mile. I really hope that by Sunday I can pull off some sort of miracle. The goal is to get this congestion out of my chest and just do my best on Sunday. 

If you have any tips on the whole running with a cold….please let me know!

Ok, I’m screwed….

It’s Wednesday, my triathlon is this Sunday…that’s 3 days away…last time I worked out was September 27th…Somehow I need to get my self motivated to do a couple of workouts. I am supposed to be tapering off, but I need to do something! 

I have really slimmed down in the past week, and I am not sure if it is from being sick or if I am losing some muscle mass… Since George has been sick, he hasn’t done anything either…he ran/walked 2 miles today…which is more than what I have done! So I think this is what I am going to do…tomorrow I am going to go to the gym before work and run 2 miles. Then on Friday, maybe to a bike ride with George at Griffith Park and Saturday do the low key workout with the team. Then, hopefully, by Sunday…I will be ready to go!

So, a couple things to note:

#1 I am at the point where I can eat pretty much whatever I want…and I don’t pack on any weight…My body is a machine!

#2 I am always hungry! Which supports #1.

#3 My clothes don’t fit…even the new ones that I bought that are a size smaller are getting loose…Every shirt I put on from my closet is huge….so I need to do some donating!

#4 My thirst for water has shot through the roof…no amount of water can quench my thirst and I am peeing every 20 min.

#5 I am going to have to sign up for more triathlons…I like it 🙂

That’s all!

Birthday Weekend and Ongoing Cold

So yesterday was my 25th birthday. People always ask me how it feels and I really can only say that it feels like yesterday…when I was 24… To be honest, I am probably in the best shape of my life, I am in a great relationship, while my parents have the tendency to drive me insane…I still love them…the friend pool could probably get a little better, and I will be moving on to a new job that I think will make me a lot happier and actually use more of my HR knowledge. So 25, quarter century old….I rather be 25 than a kid. While I loved my childhood, I hated school and I was picked on a lot and I didn’t have much freedom. So I am glad to be an adult, it suits me.

Yesterday, we went to The Magic Castle here in Hollywood. It was tons of fun and I am so glad that I had the group that I did. Some of the magicians were a little cheesey, but whatever…the great ones made up for it! I am still sick, and I got George sick and my dad was sick so we all were feeling a bit under the weather. However, we pulled through, drank some wine and had fun!

During my whole sickness ordeal, I have not been able to work out. I am a little nervous because this Sunday is the triathlon! I should be fine when I actually have to do it, but I have had to cut off my training completely. I have not swam….or biked…or run since last Saturday! I was hoping for speed on this course since I was able to do all the distances just fine, but at this point I am hoping to finish it without having an asthma attack or a coughing fit. I guess I am just going to have to wing it and hope for the best. Keep my inhaler close by and try not to think about it too much. This Saturday we will be doing a workout, so hopefully I can see how I am doing then and get a better idea for what to expect.

Happy Monday!