By Virginia WinderHonestly, I wrote them and then they disappeared. Baffled I am,but I think it comes down to failure of the i, not the I. We're talking technology, of course.
One I tapped on my iPhone while sitting in a window seat by the beach overlooking Mokau at Labour Weekend.
Another I started on September 15.
Talking of posts, injury has moved my goal posts.
I've got something wrong with my lower back, possibly a rotated disc. This means I've been standing, walking and running crooked. I don't know the names of all the muscle bits that are bothered, but my sciatic nerve causes pain and every now and then things seize up.
Also, I've had a hamstring injury from tripping and lunging.
It seems kind of trivial to write about these things when I have family members with much worse problems and in terrible pain. My brother with a broken hand and then nasty infection, my sister with stress fractures in her spine and my husband, Warren, with a ruptured achilles and in a moon boot (10 weeks tomorrow).
That's why I'm going to focus on what I am doing and where I'm going.
I am still walking and biking, but running's out for now.
My big thing is swimming and I'm doing the 2km swim section of the half ironman on January 5 at Mt Maunganui. Yes, that's the race I was aiming at doing, but as ironwoman and sports massage therapist Lauren Hann says: "It's all building blocks."
On December 1, I completed the sprint triathlon in the Tinman at Mt Maunganui. I did fine in the 750-metre swim, was pretty slow during the 20km bike ride, but enjoyed the view. The run was mostly a walk and I was in a lot of pain. Damn annoying actually.
But I did it and managed to jog the last kilometre of the 5.5km run.
I had no idea about pacing myself in this tri, so I held back in case I ran out of steam. I didn't, mainly because I walked instead of running and so I finished the race last (third in my age group, OK last) and not tired. How crazy is that?!
My friend Susan was tired because she put everything in to the race and she finished way ahead of me. Damn fine effort, I say!
I'm not going to hold back on January 5 - I will push myself as hard as I possibily can in the swim because I'm in a team with Coach Clint and his wife. Therefore, it doesn't matter if I'm completely knackered at the end of my swim; I can hand on the baton, so to speak.
Swam 2km tonight and the outdoor pool was ridiculously warm. I sweated!
Other watery plans are the 1.2km masters swim in the Flannagan Cup (Warren too) on February 6 and the 2km swim section of the Wells New Plymouth Half Ironman on February 9.
As usual, there are dozens of people who've been amazingly supportive. How lucky am I?
But I've been nagged (gently) to get on and write my blog!
So here it is!
