i am iron (wo)man

has he lost his mind? can he see or is he blind?
oh ozzy. you were so much better with black sabbath.
it's like you wrote this song for me today.
today i am iron (wo)man.

dina and i completed our very first duathalon. the iron girl duathalon in bloomington. shit. i'm proud of us.


our goal was to finish in under 2 hours and 30 minutes. dina finished in 2:03 and i came in 15 min. later at 2:18. it would have been great to shave some time off of that...but next year.

the course goes like this....run a loop around the lake (2 miles). next, do 2 loops around the bike course (total 22 miles). then you finish up by running another loop around the lake (2 miles.)
i ran the first loop without stopping (albeit a bit slow). then the bike ride came. there were some steeeeep hills. i was least worried about the bike portion, but some of the hills were crazy. and once you finished that loop...you had to do it ALL OVER AGAIN.
then, once your legs were nice and wobbly...you had to jump off your bike and run another 2 miles. that part was hard. but...i finished and i wasn't last!


i will definitely do it again next year and train differently. now i know what to expect.
the name iron girl sounds probably a lot more awesome than it really is...but who gives a frack....i finished and i feel great!


in another event that went on today...a blog i follow...they held the first ever 5k memorial run/walk for matt's wife, liz, who passed away 24 hours after giving birth to their new baby, madeline. it would have been great to be able to make that and support them and see all the wonderful people that have rallied around them...but it didn't work out. i like to think that the iron girl would have been something his wife would have found fun...and i certainly thought about her during the event...all those strong, beautiful woman out there..testing their strength.

in other news...i am the proud new owner of a root canal. lovely. the procedure sucked. the novacaine started wearing off when they were digging around down there and i totally felt it! i started yelling..."ahhh, i can feel this!" so, they shot some more down there and it did the trick. voila.

this weekend was pretty low-key. just hung out around the house on friday, and we were all in bed around 9! saturday dan spent the day at work, while griffin and i picked up our race packets, walked around the lake, made lunch, took a nap and then went down to the local church for their little carnival.
it was pretty decent until some little shit spit on me while we were on the ferris wheel! i saw these 12 year olds spitting off the top of the ferris wheel, but they were in front of us, so i didn't think we'd be the victims. well, turns out other punks thought it would be funny too...so all of a sudden i feel wet on my head. i look up and there are 2 boys there. we were stopped while waiting for them to unload some people, so i yell up at him..."ah, did you just spit on me?" he said..."no, it wasn't us...must have been them" (while pointing in a complete impossible direction that the spit couldn't have come from)
so i said to him, "ok...well when we get off we can go find your parents and you can try to convince them that you didn't spit on us".
unfortunately, they were let off before g and i were...and they made a run for it.

well, the little g is stirring now, better get him up from his nap..