The Misadventures of Me

Maryland. We have crabs! #pregame #superbowl #nattyboh

GPOYW-a great story (and bad tan lines) with a plump pirate edition.

My what a long sword he has! Gasparilla, it is ON! #gasparilla #selfie #pirate

Feet up Friday-floating in the Gulf edition. Baby it was cold out there today! Swam 1.5+ miles with numb hands and feet!

Last eve's work sunset.

Well, I didn't expect my 5 mile run, after my bike, to feel great! I ran one of my fastest paces as well! If I didn't have to go to work, I would have run another 5 miles. I think I am really wrapping my brain around this training bit!

As I finish an grueling hour on my bike trainer, my body says, 'HELL NO' to a five mile run to complete my 'brick' workout. But my brain is saying, 'get your ass off the bike and go!' So, tired legs, it is time to run. Forrest. Run.

Mugshot, or, um, water/coffee bottle shot Monday. Making it happen!

6.0. As in miles. My turn around point today. #running Also my entry for #WHPfromwhereistand

It is 54 degrees and time to pound out 12 miles. I don't mind the chill. What I do mind is the layering bit required to manage the chill. What am I supposed to do with a couple of shirts that I must remove or die of heatstroke after the first 3-4 miles? I refuse to tie them around my waist because then my waist will get hot. And, if they unroll and drape over my bum, I will have swamp ass and no one hates swamp ass more than this gal. Maybe I'll go with a short sleeved shirt and arm warmers so I can just roll down the warmers and use them to wipe sweat around mile 6. This gal now has a plan-probably a shitty plan because I am going to be running cold for a solid 30 mins, but a plan!

Hey now!!! I love living in paradise and sharing my daily sights/views!!! Thanks so much to @fabskyshots for the pic of the day!!! #fabskyshots

Movie on my iPad (atop my makeshift stand), speakers on my aerobars, let's roll!

It only gets worse.... I actually view it as better!

The exciting Saturday night of a triathlete...

As I trolled the beach this morn, I watched, as I do every time I troll the beach, people searching for seashells. They look in the dry sand, in the wet sand, in the trough, in their scoopers, and even in other's buckets of shells to find a few shells worthy of 'keeping'. What constitutes the perfect shell? Who knows?! Each person seems to be searching for something different and unique. Some people carry a bucket full of shells only to dump them at the end of their walk. Some people carry a few shells and toss them as they find different shells they like better. Very few people seem to carry only one shell. This morning, the lightbulb came on (or maybe it was simply too much sun in my eyes) and I realized, this is the same cycle as dating! We sift and sift through tons of 'shells' to find the perfect one. Some collect a shit-ton of 'shells' just to get, I mean keep, busy. Some give a few 'shells' a chance for a while and then dump them for one reason or another. Very few, and these days very is an overstatement, find that one perfect 'shell' and hold it tight forever. Morning philosophy brought to you by Ms. Podunk. Sorry, the peace at the beach gives my ADD way too much time to wonder and wander and ponder.

Mugshot Saturday! What do you mean this isn't how you enjoy your coffee in the morn? (Obviously I did not take this pic!) #selfie

Random find for @dfwpackfan