Today, the scale confirmed that I've lost ten pounds since I got back from my honeymoon. I'm ahead of schedule and a little surprised as it has only been four and a half weeks since we got back. But it sure feels like longer than that considering the increase in training volume and the decrease in food intake! It's been a constant daily struggle, that's for sure.

Many towns have their claim to fame and local big business headquarters. For the Twin Cities, those headquarters include Target, 3M, and Hed.

Okay, I've said it before, and I'll say it again.

A favorite comedian of mine once said: "There's a fine line between fishing, and standing on the shore looking like an idiot." Not being much of a fisherman myself, I still find this ironically funny as I contrast it to our behavior as triathletes (if you're not a card-carrying alpha-complex club member, I apologize for being presumptuous with the use of the words "our behavior") where we o

I'm addicted to this. I can't stop thinking about this feeling I get when I'm thinking about this sport.

When I was twelve years old, I had to run around this dirt track out back behind my school for gym class. It was one half of one mile. It was 800m, and I couldn't - for the life of me - run it continuously, even though 98% of my classmates could.

The only thing cooler than being a Mom, is being a Triathlete Mom. When we got pregnant I was told that I'd never race again, and that my winning days were over. Well, since November 9, 2000 all of my best races, including two Ironmans, and a Hawaii qualification have happened. So much for THAT!

Crunch... crunch... crunch... Inhale..... Exhale .... Inhale... exhale...... The sound, the feeling, the rhythm of running. It's been lost to me for over three months, but now I am able to experience it again. This time it is much, much different.

Which Machine Are You Talking About?

Week three of rehabilitation and things are well. I still wear the toe to knee boot on my left leg, I have graduated from crutches and I am even permitted to swim, cycle and practice yoga with two feet. Two weeks of one legged cycling for four hours was interesting. I have absolutely no pain except when I squeeze my Achilles tendon with my fingers, and even that is 50% less.