Thursday, October 4, 2012

Musings on Obesity

I've spent -wasted- a lot of my life thinking about being overweight. Mostly, because I am overweight. Obese, really. Honestly. When I tell people I am obese they like to rise to my defense. "Oh Carrie you aren't fat/obese/gross/slow/(insert any negative word related to extra pounds here)". I love and appreciate everyone who tries to make me feel better with kind words and comforting hugs. Yet, these people need to understand I don't say it for sympathy or for the love and hugs... I do enjoy hugs though... It's just a fact. I am Obese. Telling me I'm not isn't doing me any favors. You can't sit there and tell me I'm perfect the way I am and still celebrate my losses with me. It makes no sense. As a person I am who I am, but at my weight I am not healthy.

Still, I also know my self image is not the best. When I say I am fat it's not in a nice way. I am very hard on myself. I understand why people rise to defend me, essentially from myself. It's just not a good way to talk. I'm trying to be better about my negativity. I understand it took me 25 years to gain all this weight and behave the way I do in regards to food. I really do need to smile more, play more board games, and give myself a break every once and a while. It's just hard to change how I think and feel, just like it's hard to lose the weight. The journey of losing weight isn't so much about the pounds, it's about changing how you think.

It's about fear. Fear of gaining. Fear of staying the same. Fear of not losing. Fear of failure. Fear of disappointing those people who love and support me with such unquestioning earnesty. I think if you ask anyone who is struggling with weight, regardless of the amount they want to lose, they can tell you they have the same fears.

It's also about hope. Hope that you will lose. Hope that once you get to goal people will stop judging you every time you put a donut in your mouth. Hope that one day you can eat that donut or skip tha workout without feeling such extreme guilt. Hope that you will like this new healthy person you have become. Hope that you can stay at goal once you get there. Hope that you even get to goal at all.

But here's the thing. Even though is seems so far off, a part of me is scared of what will happen when (if?) I get to goal. I've spent my whole life with this weight. I wear it like a bulletproof vest. Your taunts, your cruel words, your stares don't hurt me behind the weight. Since I've always been overweight, I'm afraid that I won't know who I am after I lose it. That I'll be exposed in a way I've never had to deal with before. I know it's a bit premature to worry about it but it's always there in the back of my mind. Like I said though, I need to cut myself some slack and not worry about it so much. It's most likely a bit crazy to actually worry about being healthier.

So why the musings? I'm sure you've seen the news woman who got called out for being overweight. She took a stand against the bully and now is all over the news for it. It made me think about how every person who has weight to lose is different. Every one's struggle is just as hard, be it 5 pounds or 500 pounds. You can't know every one's story, you can't know whats going on under all that fat. Just like the guy who wrote to that newscaster didn't know she had a thyroid condition or that she ran 5ks and triathlons. Afterward, he still was kind of a jerk but that's not the point. You can be working so hard and even though you are still overweight now, who knows how much you've lost already. I know she supposedly has been this weight for a while and that he sees her as a bad role model for the community, but think about this now: How many over weight people do you really see on TV? I mean I'm not saying that being obese or overweight is okay. I'm not defending people who choose to do nothing about their health. But you have to give credit to this woman who is a wife and mother, who works, who is on TV even though she is overweight and knows that she is publicly displaying that weight daily. I mean sometimes it takes people months to lose just a couple of pounds. You just never know what someone else is going through.

I know for a long time I just let my weight get out of hand, but that's life. Shit happens. You can't always be worried about your weight all of the time. I really think that taking care of myself is a part time job. It takes work and effort and just because you see someone who is overweight or obese doesn't mean they aren't actively doing something about it. You can't start walking everyday and expect to drop 100 pounds in a month. I will struggle with my weight for the rest of my life. I'm sure of it. But I hope that it'll make me stronger and that eventually I'll know that how other's see me doesn't have to be the way I see myself.

I try to remind myself of this. Strangers see me and could think, "Wow look at that fat girl. She must eat all the time and never do any physical activity". They won't know everything I have gone through just to be the weight I am now, that this is almost 30 pounds less than I weighed 6 months ago. You just never know. But it doesn't stop them from judging me, or the overweight newscaster. This doesn't stop people from judging anyone overweight they see. They see me eating some french fries or really enjoying a preplanned splurge on a panda bowl at the mall and just see a fat girl eating unhealthy food. They think I deserve to be fat if I'm not doing anything about it, that if I'm eating those things I'm not really trying to lose weight. In the same token those same people make fun of me working out at the gym, while I'm trying pitifully to jog down the block, while I ride down the street on my bike. They make fun of me for being the weight I am, while doing these things that are supposed to help me lose weight."Look at that fat ass trying to jog". It's like you can't win. It's because of these people, because of all the horrible things that have been said to me/yelled out of car windows/thrown at me that contribute to these crazy issues of self confidence that I have. It certainly doesn't help the newscaster either. I know this guy thought he was a well meaning concerned citizen. I know he thought that in his fitness he had help to offer this woman. Maybe, regardless of weight, she's just a happier person. Yes she can be trying to lose weight, maybe knows she could and should be healthier but she's happy while doing it. This guy, who is totally fit and skinny, might be the most unhappy guy in the world. He's gotta be insecure about something if he has to point out someone else's flaws to make him self feel better. Also, I would argue that anyone trying to lose weight has boatloads of knowledge on the subject. There's plenty of weight loss advice out there. It's just a matter of finding the right thing to work for that specific person. So ya know what guy? If she wanted your help, she'd ask for it

Bear with me here, I have a crazy comparison to make: Being overweight (at least for me) is like being an alcoholic. I think it is for most people. That's why there are organizations like Over Eaters Anonymous. But I have to eat to live. I can't just give up food. Yet, I have the same issues with potato chips that another person could have with alcohol or drugs. I use them to make myself feel better and in the long run I'm hurting myself and by extension those around me. It's hard to order Coke Zero when I know Dr. Pepper tastes so much better. It's hard to make the choice to have my chicken breast grilled instead of fried. I have to actively decide to make healthier choices. I have to choose to get outside and walk for an hour instead of spending an hour with my Tivo. It does not come natural to me. Just as someone who is recovering from addiction has to choose to make the right choices when it would be so easy to just slip back into their old ways.

Most of the time, I'm making good food choices and trying to be more active, all the while trying not to be to hard on myself because the road ahead is such a long one. It's just so damn hard.Yes. I did a triathlon but I am still 120 pounds away from being as heavy as possible and still just topping out at "Healthy" on the BMI scale. Actually anything between 101 lbs and 136 lbs is considered "Normal Weight" for my height. Seriously?! 101 pounds? Really BMI? I know its not 100% accurate or anything but it's still a crazy thought. Not that I'd ever get close to 101, but can you imagine how crazy that would be. I'd have to lose a total of 183.2 pounds.

There's just so much out there. So many jerks who are going to make you feel bad about yourself no matter what weight your at. So much research, so many exercise programs, and so many products to try. So many well meaning people that will give you advice. So many road blocks in the way that can prevent you from achieving your goals. It's not easy. It's not simple. It's hard and scary and painful and amazing all at the same time.

I'm stressed out every Saturday morning when I weigh in, but when I see the hard work pay off there's no better feeling then that moment. It's not even about the weight really. It's about knowing that if I can do this, I can do anything. And I'll tell you something. I know I shrug off when people tell me that they are proud or that they are seeing the results of my efforts, but something really makes me feel like all this stress I go through matters when I know I've inspired someone. Even if it's just them reading my blog and deciding to go to the gym or for a walk instead of wasting that 1/2 hour or so sitting around. If I can do it, so can they.

So keep doing for yourself, because that's really what it's about. Lose weight for you. Eat healthy for you. Be active for you. Enjoy the support and encouragement from your loved ones. Support them and help them to make better choices as well. Ignore the people who are mean. Be happy. Be strong. Be confident. All the rest will just fall into place.

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

3 Days Late and 1.4 Pounds Short

So I missed my goal. Missed it by 1.4 lousy pounds. Damn.

Sept 29th Weigh In: -1.6lbs
Total Weight Loss: -28.6lbs

I was really angry on Saturday. Like crazy, yelling at anyone who talked to me, angry. I was also sad. I worked so hard last week. I was so accurate with my points. I did everything right.

It's weird. You have weeks where you think, "This is it. I'm gonna get awesome results this week," and you get crummy results, or worse you gain. Then you have weeks where you work out like twice, fudge your points and lose 4 freaking pounds. It makes no sense to me. It also sort of enrages me.

I know, I know...I lost. I should be happy that I didn't gain or stay the same. Well, I say to hell with you. If I'm going to achieve my ultimate goal of losing 50lbs by the end of the year I really need to stay on track. (Sorry to get rough with you there...I don't want you to go the hell...how will you read my blog there?)

I'm having a hard time getting motivated. I mean besides the big 5-0 goal, I don't have much in the way of accountability. I miss my terrifying Tri goal waiting for me, all menacing like, at the end of 25 weeks just forcing me to drag my ass out of bed. I know I should be starting a regular sprint training plan. I know that if I start now I'll be much happier come race day. I know I'll feel less stressed and way more prepared. Does that get me motivated? Not really. It's like I'm hardwired to procrastinate. Seriously. Cleaning, laundry, papers, assignments, you name it - I'll wait til the last damn minute to do it. WHYYYYYY!?!?!?!?!?! Why do I do this? I have no idea. Ugh. I suck.

I think I need more variety. I need to do some new things that will inspire me to want to be better. I would like to do some fun fitness stuff between now and my next Tri. I also need to work on my 3 sports if I'm going to be able to kick some serious butt.

In my Healthy Lifestyle class we talk about the different facets of "Wellness" and it's not just physical. I need to be taking care of myself emotionally, spritually, financially, intellectually, and socially as well. I'm going to try and do a lot of new things and hope that once I find myself slipping into unmotivatedness I can just try to work towards something else. I would like to make myself healthy in all these dimensions of wellness. I would also like to feel prepared once my first Sprint (not Super) Tri rolls around.

Wellness Stuffs:
Take a spin class
Do the stairs at Swallow Cliff
Work up to Running for 30 minutes without stopping
Work up to Swimming 1 mile
Work up to Biking a 1/2 Century (50 miles)
Take a kickboxing class
Try "Plus Sized Pilates" (Yes this is real. It's for larger gals as an intro into Pilates)
Find out what makes Yoga so damn great
Actually RUN a 5k
Get more/better sleep
Bike the lakefront for fun
Bike the trails in our area
Join the Bike Psychos in March
Make time to meditate
Make a seriously realistic budget - stick to it
Consistently contribute to my "New Zealand" fund
GET A DAMN PASSPORT
Start volunteering again - maybe back to the animal welfare?
Try to be less procrastinatey with school work
Prove to myself that I can actually stick to something for 30 days straight
Make more time for my friends
Save up for a better race friendly bike
Spend more time outside

There's a lot of other things I'm sure and I would appreciate any suggestions. But I think I'll start working on the get more/better sleep activity now. No better time to start than now.

Goodnight all. Let's hope this week is better and Rage Carrie stays away. *fingers (still) crossed*

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Paper Towels are for Hands, Not Bodies

...Trust me, I've done the leg work.

I was so excited to get in the pool again. With my packed up bag, I made it to the gym and happily saw that there was only one person in the pool. I was so proud of myself for not forgetting my underwear and the fact that my swim cap went on on the first try that nothing was gonna ruin my swim...that was until I was fully submerged in the water, swimming under the lane dividers to the empty lane...and realized I forgot my damn towel.


Yeah, yeah...shut up Towelie
So that was fun. I really loooved drying off with giant wads of paper towel. There are just some places you don't want paper towel to be and I found them all. If you've ever been to see The Blueman Group, at the end (or atleast this is what happened when I went) they take these giant rolls of toliet paper and start furiously pulling them out towards the audience. That was me, except my audience got the show for free, and probably would have prefered not to see it. If I had thought about it, I would have taken a picture of the pile of paper towel, it was very impressive. But I think if I whipped out my camera in the gym locker room I'd have more problems than extreme wetness to deal with. (Well that sounded not so great...Shame on you Reader! Get your mind out of the gutter please! Jeez.) Hey L.A. Fitness, perhaps it's time to consider some towel options? Towel mishaps aside, it was a good swim.

This week, we did a hour long strength training workout in my Healthy Lifestyle class. It was kind of awesome. Which I think you cannot legally say that about anything that happens at Moraine Valley, screw it! I'm not afraid to say it. I enjoyed myself for a whole hour. I sweat almost as much as I did while I did during bootcamp, with a lot less effort. I know that sounds weird but we did most exercises on the Bosu Ball. Instead of putting you through me trying to explain this bouncey half ball rubber typer thing that is flat on the bottom (oh...wait...) I'll just post you a picture.

It forces you to try and keep your balance on top of whatever else you are doing. So instead of just doing bicep curls, you are also engaging all thoses extra muscles while doing the curls. I was surprised that I kept up with the majority of the class. My face was much sweatier and redder then some classmates, but damn it I was getting one hell of a workout. It was fun too; you can bounce on the Bosu like a tiny trampoline. Hehe.

I really think having a Bosu would make my home workouts a lot more effective...and bouncy. Sadly, this awesome multi purpose piece of muscle engaging equipment is fairly expensive. One quick Amazon search crushed my excitement. I don't exactly have a few hundred dollars laying around, so my Bosu dreams are on hold. Also, there are different kinds of Bosu Balls so I'll have to do some research. Damn you Amazon, damn you. To the wishlist you go Bosu.

I should be heading to bed, I have another exercise lab tomorrow for my PEH class. We are doing flexibility and stretching. If there's one thing I'm not, it's flexible. Honestly, my heartrate is higher when I try to do yoga than when I'm doing cardio because I never know when to breathe and totally just forgot to do it. Yes, I forget to breathe. Stupid...yoga...

Well folks, think unpretzely thoughts for me tomorrow and good 30lb total vibes for me on Saturday. *fingers crossed*


 
 

 
 
 
 
 

Sunday, September 23, 2012

It's Not About the Number...Right?

Can you tell this weeks weigh in wasn't awesome?

Week 2: September 22nd - Weight = 257.2 (+0.6) Total weight loss = 27lbs.

I know it's just a tiny gain and I'm sorry but I'm gonna bust out some emo crap on you... the insignificant 0.6lbs weighs heavy on my confidence. This isn't the first time I've had a silly little gain, but it has definitely been a while.

Now I know that's not even a half a pound and...that if I had taken a really good crap before the meeting I might have broke even...that I went out for EP Homecoming on Friday night and all the salty garbage I ate that day could have messed up my system...that if I had just did my tape 6 days instead of 5...

Yeah yeah, excuses excuses. Oh well, there's always next week.

Speaking of, for my PEH class at Moraine we had to set three little goals as we work towards our big semester goal. Saturday (the 29th) is my first goal evaluation day. I need to be down 3lbs this week to make it (Be at -30lbs). I think I can totally do it. I just have to track a bit more faithfully this week.

I apologize for the number heaviness of these posts. I promise that I haven't turned into some crazy person who weighs themselves after every meal or bowel movement. I just haven't been this close to big numbers...well ever and I'm just really excited.

So in a non numbers related bit of happiness, I've decided tomorrow's the day I get back in the pool. I haven't swam since the triathlon and I miss it.  Also, I get Danskin updates on Facebook and they posted that we should keep our eyes out for REGISTRATION for next year already! They don't give you much time, do they? I guess it's good because the sooner you sign up the cheaper it is and I'll be glad to have a solid non weight related goal in my brain again.

Ahh...this feels better...non weight related things....

Kait and I are going to be walking the St.Xavier Cougar 5k Saturday. I was thinking of doing it but entering all these races is getting kind of expensive so I was gonna just let it go. But thanks to some race entries from Pizzaman (Thank you Louise!) we're going to be walking now. I really need to get back into a walk/run program though. If I'm gonna be doing the regular sprint next year I need to be able to at least lightly jog 3 miles, and that's on top of the swim and the run, or else my time is gonna be crummy from walking. I'm still trying to find a training buddy this year. I'm also considering finding another sprint tri to do as well because training is a hell of a lot of work for just one race.

Well I think that's enough for now. I'm going to try and post more than once a week but if you enjoy reading blogs and you've thought to yourself, "Self, I like Carrie's blog but I really wish there was someone blogging about what it's like being an American and moving to New Zealand, so I can read about that as well", well I've got a blog for you! My bestest bravest most wonderful friend Julie has just moved to New Zealand with her equally courageous man friend/partner Andrew and she is blogging about the experience. You can read this tale at http://concerningkiwi.com/. Seriously, go ahead...go...I'm done with this post!

G'night All.

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Honest Accountability

Alrighty folks.

I have spent most of...oh hell...all of my adult life overweight. I'm still overweight. I'll probably always be a bit overweight. As you all know, I'm working on losing weight and getting healthy. I did this triathlon because of my "quarter life crisis" but also because I thought that training would be a great way to lose a couple pounds.

Last year, I joined weight watchers and lost 24 pounds. Between August of last year and mid January this year I gained it all, and a bit more, back. I went back to weight watchers then and was really good for a few weeks and then kind of crapped out. I went back on the last day of March after making my triathlon declamation and starting this blog.

Here's the totally true and terrifying truth...

Starting weight in Jan 2012: 284.2
Of course, I went back to weight watchers. I mean holy shit I was so damn close to 300 pounds I wanted to off myself. Also I hated myself for taking all that time to lose the weight only to gain it back.

Starting weight on March 2012: 278.4
I had lost 5.8 pounds but I wasn't really trying that hard. I was loosely following the program.

So, since March I've trained for and done a super sprint triathlon and I have dropped some weight in the process. Now that I don't have the crazy goal of a tri looming over me, I was afraid that I would take the slippery slope back up towards 3hundo town. So as discussed in my last post, I have started Power 90. The 90 day program that is supposed to get you in shape so you will be able to do harder workouts like p90x (it's done by the same guy- Tony Horton).

Power 90 Day One - September 8th Weigh in: 260.6
As promised, I am posting Day One pictures. They are not flattering at all, but think of how much worse they would have been if I wore a tighter tank top...yuck.






I had some side pictures but they were really blurry so I left them out. As you can see, my arms are fairly big and I keep a lot of my weight in my middle/ass area. But I think what I'm going is going to help, I actually like Power 90. You start on phase 1-2 and its 6 days a week with one day of rest. You alternate cardio/abs (Sweat and Ab Ripper 100) and strength training (Sculpt). It's not the hardest thing I've ever done, but it is challenging. Like Sweat has "Power Yoga" and you are basically in a plank/push up position the whole time and let's face it, push ups are not my thing but I'm trying. Sculpt involves a a lot of regular push ups and I'm also pretty terrible at dips. The Ab Ripper isn't long, but holy crap does my mid section hurt.

As if posting my weight isn't truthy enough, I will tell you I only did 4 days of Power 90 this week, week one. Yes, I couldn't even commit to the 6 days for the first week. I know, I suck. But here's the crazy part, with only doing 4 days of the program instead of the 6 days, I had great results. I can only imagine how good they would have been with 6 days.

Weigh in September 15 (after week 1 of power 90): 256.6 (-4lbs)
That's right. I lost 4 pounds this week! Hooray! This brings my weight loss total to -27.6 pounds!

So I'm pretty happy. I'm so damn close to -30lbs I can taste it. Also -30 was was first goal for my PEH class, and I set myself to achieve it by Sept 29th, so it looks like I might make goal #1 early. I'm also 6.6 pounds away from being closer to 200 than 300 so that will be an awesome feeling.

On Day 30, 60, and 90 I'll post pictures and I'll keep weighing in on Saturdays and blogging my results (or at least try to) on Sundays.

So that's it. Total honesty. Total embarrassment. Total accountability.

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

New Semester, New Goals

I've been trying to figure out what to do with myself post triathlon. I spent the last week eating a lot of garbage, sliding back to my soda drinking ways, and not doing a whole lot of physical activity.

I am floating along, lost without a goal.

So I guess it's new goal time. I'm actually taking this class at Moraine called "A Healthy Lifestyle and You". If it sounds like a hellish kind of awful to be 25 and taking a health class, it is. Think everything you learned in high school health, but with 50 year old dudes sitting next to you. Also, there are workout units where we will exercise as a class. Just weird. It's a required course for the education program at GSU so taking it, I am.

...Yoda on your asses I went

The part I do like is that you have to make a health related goal for the semester and use the things you learn in class to achieve it. Writing about how and if you achieved your goal is even a part of the final.

I decided to make my goal... wait for it... a weight loss one. I'll pause for you to compose yourself from your obvious shock. I want to lose 25lbs before the semesters over. That would bring my total to 50lbs lost since April. I think 50lbs in one year is a pretty nice loss and I'll be really happy if I can make it.

As we all know, I am the great maker of plans but not so great on the follow through. It'll be good to have my grade being a part of my goal. I also think it'll be good because we had to make 3 short term goals leading up to the big one, creating important re evaluation points.

How do I plan to achieve this goal you may ask? You may not be asking, but I'm going to tell you anyway.

Here's a not so shocking confession, I spent a lot of money on weight loss stuff. Books, videos, "systems", "health" foods, you name it I (most likely) spent too much on it. That being said, I always wanted to be fit enough to try P90x. Of course, I am nowhere near that level of fitness. Quite some time ago I spent some money on the Power 90 dvds. It's the program they put out before and claim it will get you in better shape to be able to actually do p90x. It seems fairly simple and I think the 30 minutes a day is totally doable. Some of the reviews say that it gets a little boring, but I'll definitely give it a solid 30 day try.

In addition to my very beginnery run/walk program, it will be a nice strength/stretching component to my fitness goals. 90 days seems like a long time, but I can do anything for 90 days. Three months is nothing. I know it sounds like a lot, but I'd also like to throw in some swimming and biking for fun. I guess I'll just see where the semester takes me.

To keep up with class, I'm going to blog my progress. I'm also going to post my day 1, 30, 60, and 90 day photos. Holding myself accountable is key to preventing those treacherous back slides. I haven't decided, but I might even post my weight on Saturdays after my weight watchers meetings. I know I've given sufficient evidence for you to sleuth out my actual weight but like I said before, it's hard to really just come out and say it. I guess we'll see how courageous I am Saturday.

Until then dear readers.

Thursday, August 30, 2012

The Afterglow

I'm not sure if you noticed, dear reader, but my race day recap was lacking in the revelation department. I decided to give myself a few days to really let the fact that I was a triathlete sink in. Like really get all up in my brain and my soul and hope that it would shake me to the core.

As I write this I am in the library in Moraine and I promise you no one is looking to find me shaking with a religious fervor. I really thought becoming a triathlete would be a life changing thing. That I would wake up Monday morning and just feel different. Don't get me wrong, I loved every minute of the race. I felt an amazing sense of accomplishment unlike anything I've ever experienced before crossing that finish line. I guess I just hoped for that feeling to hang around for a while.

I don't know. I really loved the race. It was a lot of fun. I am definitely going to do it again. Next year, I'm going to do the regular sprint and damn it, I'm gonna run the shit out of those 3 miles. Maybe I'll even do more than one? Who knows. I know that the experience, no matter how sleep depriving and stress inducing, was a great one. But am I running out to buy a new tri bike, a complete new lycra wardrobe, and trying to convert others to the life of tri? Not exactly.

Maybe because I took the journey alone? Maybe because I expected my bike time to be so much better than it was? Maybe because I walked 98% of the 2 miles? Maybe because the thing I did best at was the thing I trained the least for? Maybe because I didn't train as much as I should have? Maybe I just had unrealistic expectations? There are so many questions that overwhelm my post race happiness and I curse my stupid over thinking brain. (Pretend I'm shaking my fist at the sky in rage.)

Perhaps I don't give myself enough credit. I know finishing was a big deal. I know I trained for 25 weeks to prepare and that's a hell of a lot more then most people can say. I know that no matter how unchanged I feel, I have actually changed. I guess I just expected to love it so much that the next day I would be planning my training for the next race and just breathing in my new tri lifestyle. While, I would like to, and certainly will, do more triathlons I guess I just won't throw myself into becoming Carrie - super triathlete. I'll just be Carrie - she who is trying to find a healthier life style who enjoys doing triathlons for fun. I would like to find someone to maybe do next year's tri with me. I know I wasn't "alone" because I had an amazingly loving support team in my friends and family, but it was just hard to see so many women in groups or pairs in the race and not feel a little lonely. It would have been nice to share the experience with someone.

I guess I have a motivation problem. I also have a lot of negativity towards myself I really need to let go of, but I guess people just don't change overnight, or even in 25 weeks. I wasn't sure if I was gonna keep blogging after the tri, I mean the next one's a whole year away and no one wants to hear me bitch about how running is hard for a whole year. So I'm thinking that I would like to keep blogging, but instead of a strictly Tri blog, it'll turn into more of a general journey to a healthier me type thing. I really like writing and even if no one reads it, it'll be nice motivation to hold myself accountable, keep me honest, and track my progress.

I didn't include my official results from the race in the last post, so here they are. My "division" was Athena. It is for women who are over 150lbs. I thought it would be less intimidating then going up against my age group. I definitely wasn't last and if you'll notice my swim rank, I swam faster then 138 other gals so that's pretty awesome. Also, comparing my bike time to Bike the Drive (even though I wasn't technically "racing") it took me 35 minutes to ride 7 miles then, and it took me 31 minutes to do 10 miles for the race so that's an improvement. My goal to not be last was first and foremost, but I also wanted to finish before the last swim wave started (check) and be under 1 hour and 30 minutes (check).

I know I haven't been exactly soaringly positive in my post race evaluation, but the feeling of finishing will stick with me forever, even when my enthusiasm might fall away. I'm really proud of myself. I also really loved doing something I never thought I could do. I hope that later in life when I meet someone new and you do that whole "tell me about you" thing I can say, "Oh, and I do a couple triathlons a year... ya know for fun." I think it's time to start figuring out who this post triathlon Carrie is. I hope she's as awesome as I picture her being. I guess we can find out together. Stay tuned folks, the best is yet to come.


01:26:53
                                                                  Distance         
Short
                                                                  Clock Time 01:26:53
                                                                  Overall Place 174 / 224
                                                                  Division Place 13 / 16
                                                                  Swim 00:14:59
                                                                  Swimrank 86
                                                                  Trans1 00:04:11
                                                                  Bike 00:31:11
                                                                  Bikerank 173
                                                                  Mph 12.6
                                                                  Trans2 00:02:17
                                                                  Runrank 209
                                                                  Run 00:34:12
                                                                  Pace 00:17:06