back in the saddle

just got back from our saturday morning team workout. it was tough waking up to meet in mercer island by 8am but it was a good time, not too cold, and i rewarded myself with a nice cup of coffee afterwards. instead of the usual running around a track, today we ran through the trails at pioneer park and played the "name game" - basically everyone gets a few clothes pins with some of our fellow team mates names on them, then run and look for them. once you find them or they find you, you have to find something in common (non-triathlon or Team-in-Training related) and then run back to "base" for points. we did this for an hour and the best part was getting to know each other and yelling out names as you run!

also, this past week i went to indoor cycling (aka spinning) class twice as part of getting some time on the saddle. i have a love hate relationship with this class. i love the fact that you burn a lot of calories in an hour. i like that there is usually good music blaring to help numb the pain. and i like that this class has helped me build endurance. but there are moments, usually about 15 minutes in, when my legs, lungs, heart, etc just want to quit and i think "why am i putting myself through this torture again?" and then i realize, i'm lucky to have a choice to be there and to train. there are millions battling cancer who may not have that choice. and again i'm reminded...that's who we're racing for. and so the journey to lavaman continues...