If you're a large woman in America, your whole life us an opportunity to feel self-conscious,embarrassed, resentful and way too big. you can hide in the corner or in the couch, you can go to therapy, or you can put on your lycra bike shorts and get out there and move.
—Jayne Williams, Slow Fat Triathlete

10/25/2004

thank you!

another marathon pic
thank you, Jon and Richard and Pam and Susan and Dianna for the well-wishing and advice on troublesome toes! My goth toe did great during the race, though it wasn't as happy once I was walking around Target in clogs.

I rode in again today. How long until it's a habit? Dunno. It felt good.

Yesterday morning, before the race, I looked at my belly and thought it looked, well, bigger. Then I put on my skort, and yes, I had to adjust the clasp. Damn it, I guess I was living too high on the hog, too many hamburgers and too much beer. But then I went to Target to get some mom-trip clothes, and I was surprised to see that I've gone down a size both top and bottom. Wuhoo!

Stay Fit (unfortunate name)--the off-season, non-official, PFit group--started up on Saturday. I got there late and ended up walking 3 miles on my own. I'm going mostly
for the social interaction--I doubt I'll be doing a lot of long slow distance work with them. So, I didn't manage to do my 8 miles over the weekend. I'm hoping to do it on the treadmill tonight (yuck).

Oh, the results were posted. And, they were different (read: not as excellent) than both what they had posted immediately after the race, and what I had timed myself at. Whatever. According to this new number, I did a 14.53 minute mile, which is a full half minute faster than anything I've done before. I was 12/13 in my age group, and 41/46 women, 69/76 overall. I'm happy.

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