There's just something about doing a workout with the slogan "embrace the suck" that makes a gal want to take a break.
There's just something about blogging in the month of July that also makes a gal want to take a break.
Then again, there's something about an increasingly large beer belly and a decreasing number of clothes that fit that make a gal want to workout again.
And, then again, there's something about walking into your local LBS and getting chastised by your favorite be-hatted mechanic that makes a gal want to blog again.
This is my tentative attempt to get back into the swing of both. No details. Just a little warm up.
So, I decided that July was "slacker" month. We finished our 12-week "harder to kill" box step of death routine with 10 minutes of sandbag get ups and 1000 weight box steps and some Summer Shandy during the last week of June. And, the whole crew took a mini-break that following week.
I went to Colorado with the Tiger and the pup in tow and did the Brewery 100. It. Was. Awesome. There was surprise followed by surprise; there was beer; and there was the realization that though I could have ridden more miles, I could not drink another malty beverage. Good to know where those limits are.
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| All sober smiles at sunny mile 50! |
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| Most of TB RAGBRAI 2012 |
In between those two cycling events, I worked out like twice. I rode my bike some, and did a few H2K workouts, but mostly I slept in and freaked out about work.
Now, it is August, and all good slacks must come to an end. I've been back to H2K and I've embraced the suck. My quads were stiff all last week. This week's pain: hamstrings! But it feels good to be working hard again.
We didn't get registered for the Hy-Vee Triathlon, so that is off the books, but I am tentatively planning to go to the first Bike Iowa cyclocross for beginners clinic in September. Then, there's the Beaver Dash, and, dare I say it, Survivor Cross in November. Along the way there are also trips to California, Florida, and Iowa City.
I was dreading the end of summer, the end of slacker month, but with so much fun on the horizon, I feel the promise of workouts to be sweated through, bikes to be ridden, and blogs to be blogerated.


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