We are sooo in trouble. We’ve got a clever one on our hands that has an impressive learning curve with using our own words and techniques against us. Such as? Click on to learn more.
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We are sooo in trouble. We’ve got a clever one on our hands that has an impressive learning curve with using our own words and techniques against us. Such as? Click on to learn more. Success is one of those things we generally think we know what it means and behave as if everyone defines it pretty much the same way. Except we don’t. We acknowledge this pretty quickly in terms of where different people set their performance bars, but there’s a lot more to success definition than moving an outcomes bar up and down some arbitrary, society-defined metric. Time keeps passing. Yesterday, I looked back at Remy’s newborn pictures and couldn’t believe how small he was. Small in a “big for a newborn” kind of way, that is. But now he’s big and destined to get bigger still. Here’s the latest trends in Remy land. It’s time to come clean and talk about what I would have rather been doing while I was training and racing triathlons throughout the 2011 season and what I will be doing during the 2012 season. It took a little forcing myself to do swim and bike workouts. I just wanted to run. I know the year isn’t over yet, but this year’s reading list is grandiose, almost crass, in it’s length so I’d rather go ahead and trim and log it in the form of a blog post. Some of it was required reading for various things, but I guess I just read a lot over the past year. Here it is. The race report for the last triathlon for a while so you can read how it all played out. We took the 3 year old out trick or treating tonight. Here’s what we learned. I have a track record of doing this and I plan on doing everything I can to do it again next Saturday. I’m going to a World Championship, after all. Yes, perhaps it’s an amateur World Championship, but I have the honor of racing against some fine 40+ now-amateur talent (some of whom used to be pro). This is my big race of the season. The one that I’ve sacrificed Mommy-Remy time on the weekends for. The one I’ve spent ugh-worthy amounts of money for entry fees, plane tickets and a Team USA race kit. This race, I mean business. When I’m peaking for my A event, I like to get in a good, hard long tempo run. There’s a hilly 9-10 mile route in Umstead I’ve used a lot for this, but this year I opted for this hilly, women’s half marathon in downtown Durham. This post is a week late and I’m not really sure what’s new to say, but I’m committed to getting something down about the little man once a month. This marks 3 years and one month. |
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