"How hot do you think it is out here?"
"It's like a million."
Our first "vacation day" was on Wednesday when Kelly and I embarked on our journey down to Verona for a hilly loop of fun. It was fun once we FINALLY got there. Not so fun driving up and down the highway in confusion. So far we are 0 for 2. In our total of 2 adventures down to Verona, we have gotten lost both times; however, Kelly and I are confident that trip #3 will be a complete success. We'll take the correct exits. We'll find the train depot park. And we'll find the course. All in one try. I always think I am correct, especially when it comes to directions and exits. "The exit numbers will just change and we'll be on track." For future reference, exit signs just don't magically change.
Sunshine - a lot of it. Wind - even more of it. Hills - we couldn't even pedal anymore. The Madison IM bike course is crazy hilly. But we had crazy fun. Ants in the peanut butter. My shoes wouldn't clip in. Kelly lost a couple crackers. But after 2 hours and 48 minutes, we biked 40 miles, then put on our shoes to finish it off with a 20 minute run, which we call 2 miles. To finish it off, the biking gods shined down on us as we ventured to Einstein Bagels for a post workout sandwich and fountain drink. After our first Einstein visit we were CONVINCED Einstein was full of slow idiots. Visit number two drastically improved our impression. Bagel sandwiches make the world go round.
The "teamdawnkelly" shirts have made their official appearance! teamdawnkelly participated in the High Cliff Triathlon last weekend with, again, more wind making an extremely rough swim and another tough bike ride. After crossing the finishline (2 hours and 6 minutes) teamdawnkelly made a PB & J and threw on our new shirts. They are fun and fashionable and EVERYONE is going to want one.
Finishing off the past 5 days of our lives was a planned Aloft Wxyz bar Happy Hour which was truly amazing. After an entire day in the sun and on our bikes, nothing sounded better than several Mojitos on the infamous Mojito Wednesday. Yum.
Ironman Cash Box Update: $55
See you at Elkhart on Sunday for a little swim and a little run. Most importantly, delicious Almond Joy lattes from the coffee shop (of which I still don't know the name).
Cheers.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Saturday, June 12, 2010
This frickin' week sucked...
We aren't always very lady like. And on a Saturday morning after a really sh*tty week, vulgar language can be abused and we don't feel bad about doing it.
On a serious note (just briefly) the previous and future months of LIFE and ironman training will probably bring more swearing, some tears, and most likely some pissed off and angry conversations because Kelly and I are human and not every day is rosy. But what is wonderful about the major, minor and life changing drama that takes place in our lives Monday through Sunday, a laugh and a smile and a good friend is ALWAYS guaranteed when we are swimming, biking and running together. Thank you Kelly, for being such a wonderful friend. And on a side note, we are really awesome when we aren't "triathlon-ing" too!
Today was one of those "not so lady-like" days. There were some F-bombs, some hatred in our words, but after about 8 miles into our bike ride, we experienced the icing on the cake. And this aforementioned "icing" actually came to be a blessing in disguise. My tire went flat. It was very silent this time, unlike when my tube and tire blew and I thought I got shot on the east side of Green Bay. All of a sudden I couldn't steer and I look down and say "Shit. My tire is flat." As I struggle to slow down and get off my bike, my brain didn't communicate with my right foot. Needless to say, I couldn't clip out and I crashed in some woman's driveway. I say to Kelly, "My tire is flat." Three seconds later I say, "And I just fell." Kelly says, "What?!" As I lay in the driveway, I threw off my sunglasses and as Kelly wheels around this is what comes out of my mouth. "F*ck. First it's my car and now it's my f*cking bike." (In my head I was thinking that I wanted to cry, and about how I just squished my strawberries.) In true teamdawnkelly form, we look into our "tool bags" to find a way to fix this silly mess I got us into. I have tools and a CO2 cartridge. Kelly has a tube and a million CO2 cartridges. And this combination is what makes teamdawnkelly survive and achieve greatness. Apart, we would have been screwed. And actually, together we were screwed too because although we have the tools, we have NO IDEA how to change a tube.
To make a long story short, while we stand on the side of the road, we are approached by a neighbor trying to offer random services. A woman on her bike inquires if we need anything. But then our magical little bike angel came from the skies. Karma has found us today. A voice from a boy says, "Hey, do you need some help?" And immediately, Kelly picked out the bike logo on his shirt and noticed his "mechanix" gloves. Yes. We need help. He says, "I work at a bike shop." BEAUTIFUL. I wouldn't say this nice young man was any older than 18 years old. He randomly happened to be at his girlfriends parents' house helping to lay mulch. He saved our day when we would have thrown in the towel. Kelly made sure to mention to him that he was a good, good young man for his two good Samaritan tasks of the day. We will never forget our little friend. His name was Taylor. (he wasn't a werewolf, but he was our hero.)
As we move into week 4, teamdawnkelly is proud to announce the t-shirt delivery has been made (a thank you to Kelly for organizing everything with the shirts. i have to admit i just sent my check, Kelly did all of the work) and also we can put in a total of $26.50 into our Ironman boxes :-)
On a serious note (just briefly) the previous and future months of LIFE and ironman training will probably bring more swearing, some tears, and most likely some pissed off and angry conversations because Kelly and I are human and not every day is rosy. But what is wonderful about the major, minor and life changing drama that takes place in our lives Monday through Sunday, a laugh and a smile and a good friend is ALWAYS guaranteed when we are swimming, biking and running together. Thank you Kelly, for being such a wonderful friend. And on a side note, we are really awesome when we aren't "triathlon-ing" too!
Today was one of those "not so lady-like" days. There were some F-bombs, some hatred in our words, but after about 8 miles into our bike ride, we experienced the icing on the cake. And this aforementioned "icing" actually came to be a blessing in disguise. My tire went flat. It was very silent this time, unlike when my tube and tire blew and I thought I got shot on the east side of Green Bay. All of a sudden I couldn't steer and I look down and say "Shit. My tire is flat." As I struggle to slow down and get off my bike, my brain didn't communicate with my right foot. Needless to say, I couldn't clip out and I crashed in some woman's driveway. I say to Kelly, "My tire is flat." Three seconds later I say, "And I just fell." Kelly says, "What?!" As I lay in the driveway, I threw off my sunglasses and as Kelly wheels around this is what comes out of my mouth. "F*ck. First it's my car and now it's my f*cking bike." (In my head I was thinking that I wanted to cry, and about how I just squished my strawberries.) In true teamdawnkelly form, we look into our "tool bags" to find a way to fix this silly mess I got us into. I have tools and a CO2 cartridge. Kelly has a tube and a million CO2 cartridges. And this combination is what makes teamdawnkelly survive and achieve greatness. Apart, we would have been screwed. And actually, together we were screwed too because although we have the tools, we have NO IDEA how to change a tube.
To make a long story short, while we stand on the side of the road, we are approached by a neighbor trying to offer random services. A woman on her bike inquires if we need anything. But then our magical little bike angel came from the skies. Karma has found us today. A voice from a boy says, "Hey, do you need some help?" And immediately, Kelly picked out the bike logo on his shirt and noticed his "mechanix" gloves. Yes. We need help. He says, "I work at a bike shop." BEAUTIFUL. I wouldn't say this nice young man was any older than 18 years old. He randomly happened to be at his girlfriends parents' house helping to lay mulch. He saved our day when we would have thrown in the towel. Kelly made sure to mention to him that he was a good, good young man for his two good Samaritan tasks of the day. We will never forget our little friend. His name was Taylor. (he wasn't a werewolf, but he was our hero.)
As we move into week 4, teamdawnkelly is proud to announce the t-shirt delivery has been made (a thank you to Kelly for organizing everything with the shirts. i have to admit i just sent my check, Kelly did all of the work) and also we can put in a total of $26.50 into our Ironman boxes :-)
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Lattes and Aprons
The love of lattes in our world has been around for quite some time. However, the love of almond joy lattes came to be last summer and their popularity hasn't ceased. Thankfully, a sunny and warm Saturday morning brought on the above. And some additional fun activities mixed in between.
Our great minds thought alike on this most recent Saturday. Throwing down a quick 5 mile run separately, Kelly and I joined forces for our first Elkhart Lake Open Swim (which was just added to our training schedule the weekend prior. No need for premature planning on our worlds.) After swimming just shy of 1 mile, we took a stroll to the coffee shop at the old Feed Mill building (the name of the coffee shop is still a mystery to me) to enjoy a very delicious lattes. And lucky for us, the Farmers Market was in full swing - creating a new need for fun aprons. Another latte and new aprons will be in our possession on the next Elkhart Lake adventure.
To date, Kelly and I have logged in a 56 mile bike ride and 1 open swim, which brings our IM money box total to $19! We are going to be so rich, so soon.
Upcoming this week is the delivery of our "teamdawnkelly" shirts and a 3 hour ride on Saturday.
Here's to IM Training Week #3.
Our great minds thought alike on this most recent Saturday. Throwing down a quick 5 mile run separately, Kelly and I joined forces for our first Elkhart Lake Open Swim (which was just added to our training schedule the weekend prior. No need for premature planning on our worlds.) After swimming just shy of 1 mile, we took a stroll to the coffee shop at the old Feed Mill building (the name of the coffee shop is still a mystery to me) to enjoy a very delicious lattes. And lucky for us, the Farmers Market was in full swing - creating a new need for fun aprons. Another latte and new aprons will be in our possession on the next Elkhart Lake adventure.
To date, Kelly and I have logged in a 56 mile bike ride and 1 open swim, which brings our IM money box total to $19! We are going to be so rich, so soon.
Upcoming this week is the delivery of our "teamdawnkelly" shirts and a 3 hour ride on Saturday.
Here's to IM Training Week #3.
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