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Safari Park

Friday J.R. took the day off work. After my 5 mile run we drove down to San Diego to spend the day at the Safari Park. We have season passes and love going either there or to the zoo for the day. What I failed to consider was the fact that I was not the only one on Spring Break, so are students. Duh. This meant the park was incredibly crowded. It was pretty crazy. But I was not going to be deterred. I was there to see the Butterfly Jungle and I was definitely not going to miss it.

The Butterfly Jungle is only open 2 weeks every year. It is one of the most amazing things I have experienced. It is basically an aviary filled with butterflies. They are everywhere. It is incredible to walk through with hundreds of beautiful butterflies in a rainbow of colors fluttering all around.

We also saw some giraffe, the gorillas, and zebras. We definitely couldn't miss the elephants, J.R.'s favorite. The number of baby elephants that have been born every year there is astounding. Th…

Weekend in San Diego

I was looking forward to this past weekend for a number of reasons and a number of weeks. First, it marked the beginning of my Spring Break. I cannot tell you how much of a needed break this is. To start the break off right, J.R. and I packed up our bikes (and some clothes) and headed down to San Diego for the weekend.

Saturday J.R. arranged for us to ride with a former coworker of his. We knew he is quite a bit slower than we are, but we simply wanted a nice, relaxing ride. What we did not know was that this would be the worst.ride.ever.
I want to preface things by saying I know things could have been far worse. I, also, know that if this was my worst ride, I should consider myself lucky. However, all that does not change how horribly catastrophic this ride turned out.
Problem #1 should have become very readily apparent the minute we started. J.R.’s former coworker chose the route. This man is not a very experienced rider, because of this he shys away from the road. That’s fine, however…

Week in Review

I began writing this on Monday. However, work has been crazy this week. So instead this will be a bit of my week in review. J

Exhaustion doesn’t begin to describe my state Saturday afternoon. That morning J.R. and I got up early, packed up the bikes and headed out to the train station in Irvine. Next stop, the train station in Solana Beach, except we weren’t taking the train. We rode our bikes. 63 miles.

After our ride the Saturday before, 42 miles out to breakfast and back, I told J.R. I didn’t think I was ready for this particular ride. Normally, I easily keep up with the guys. Lately that has not been the case. I am not far behind; however it has been a struggle that it wasn’t before. I believe it may have to do with the weight I’ve recently put on. That has been a frustration in and of itself.

Despite voicing my concern, J.R. encouraged me to go. So I went. I’m still not sure whether I am happy or upset about that.
This ride was a struggle. There weren’t any big hills, simply a lot o…

4 Miles

This morning was my 4 miles run. It started out a bit like my run on Wednesday with a slight pain in my right calf. I’ve been trying to stretch out my calf the past few days, that seemed to help a bit. The pain was gone as I got going a bit.Though I do think I have a slight case of shin splints, as my shins have been tender today.


This morning I forced myself even farther up the nasty hill. It truly was not fun. A few short months ago I was able to get up this hill without a problem. I am currently fighting my way back into shape and to lose the extra 10+ pounds I have seemed to found. It’s a work in progress.

I am really pushing the hill work, so I can be ready for next weekend. I am doing the Hot Chocolate 5K in San Diego. It should be a lot of fun. However, there are some decent hills along the route and I am trying to be prepared as possible. At this moment, I don’t feel prepared in the least.

I did have to stop and walk twice this morning. I know that is acceptable and understan…

The Bad Side

My run this morning was anything but easy. It was a great example of why running should be hated. To start, I simply didn’t want to get out of bed. This time change has really gotten to me. I’ve been exhausted all week. I headed out the door, with my new headphones this time. I have a love/hate relationship with running in the dark. I hate getting up and out of bed when the sun hasn’t done the same. However, I love the quiet solitude of running when it is still dark. Few people are out at the time and it is just relaxing. Today’s run, however, was not relaxing. The second I began running up that same nasty hill, my right calf, ankle and shin began to hurt. The pain was just enough to be annoying. I may have developed a small case of shin splints. Not fun. I only did 3 miles this morning, but every inch of it was a struggle. I even had to stop and walk a bit. My legs weren’t cooperating. My lungs weren’t cooperating. I was a mess. I knew my time would be quite a bit more than Monday’s. Onc…

Olympic Hopes

I wrote this shortly after I finished my Olympic length triathlon, so it is written from that perspective. I didn’t want to go back and change the whole thing and would rather have it read fresh, the way I originally wrote it.

Sunday 9/9/12 marked 3 years since I began losing weight. I have come a very long way both mentally and physically. To commemorate this anniversary I did something that fat girl never would have dreamed. I completed an Olympic length triathlon.(1500 meter swim, 24 mile bike, 6.2 mile run)

To say I was nervous would be a drastic understatement. I was on the edge all week. Sunday morning I reluctantly woke up, early. Despite having gone to bed early my nerves kept me up most of the night. We were running a little late but nothing too terrible, until we came across some road closures. J.R. wasn’t able to find a way around to the parking. We both began to panic and this did nothing to calm my already on edge nerves. It was definitely not a good way to start the day…

Thin Line Between Love and Hate

Today I began my next adventure, well at least training for my next adventure. June 2 I will be doing my first half marathon (13.1 miles). To say I am frightened would be a gross understatement. Running is not my favorite activity. I’m sure most runners have a similar love/hate relationship with running.


I hate getting up early (sometimes when it’s still dark) to get in my morning runs. I hate huffing and puffing up the same nasty hill near my house. I hate the pains all over my body as my feet slam into the pavement. I hate the runny nose I ALWAYS get as I run. I hate when my legs feel so tired I can barely lift them off the ground any longer.

It is no wonder so many hate this dreadful activity. For years, I was one who loathed it. I avoided it at all costs. I completely understand that hatred.

Then I started running. I ran my first 5K and I was hooked. They may be rare, but those days when you have a good run are amazing and addicting.

I love that I am able to get out and alone wit…

Partial Year in Review

Quite a bit has happened since I last posted. That tends to happen when you don’t write for 8 months. :S So a quick recap, then hopefully I can be a little more disciplined to post more often.

- July I went on my first trip off the mainland. When I began losing weight I told J.R. he had to take me somewhere tropical when I reached my goal. This was my reward after all that hard work. We went to St. Lucia (an island in the Caribbean) for a week. It was absolutely amazing. As, we hadn’t been on a real vacation since our honeymoon almost 8 years ago (then) it was definitely needed.

- August began a two month stretch of crazy busyness for J.R. and I. we were only home 2 or 3 weekends for those 8 weeks. We had 5 different events during this time. The first was Tour de Big Bear. Because of the altitude we only did the 25 mile ride. It was a good and beautiful ride.


The next weekend we were in Ventura for the Cool Breeze Century. This was a tough ride. My longest ride up to this point was …