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Squaw Peak - 3 Witches Ride July '10

I claim that I use my blog as a journal. Who writes in their journal nothing but the good? I would like my blogs to (somehow) reflect reality and let you (and myself) know what is really going on.

I wrote a post (here) about a few things that have been difficult for us as a family since our move to Flagstaff. Personally, I am not a fan of change. At all. I like routine and consistency. Especially in training and in raising my boys. I know change is good and so I try to embrace it. Sometimes it is easy, sometimes hard.

The Good News
  • My coaches, Heath and Mahogani, are still providing me with excellent (off-season) workouts.
  • PowerTri continues to sponsor me! Thank you so much! I hope to represent you well down here in Arizona.
  • I get to be on the Rocky Mountain Running & Triathlon Advisory Board for 2011. I am so excited to work with them! Being able to represent this sport means a lot to me. They wanted me although I don't even live in the Rocky Mountain Region anymore. But I am sure planning on coming back quite often!
  • We now know that we can store 6 adult bikes, 3 kid bikes, and tons of gear in/around a 2-bedroom apartment. And no, the bikes are not hanging from our bedroom ceiling or adorning the living room.

The Bad News
  • Having had coaches who live 10 minutes away and having trained on their squad for only a few weeks was heaven. Like a dream come true. Now not having either really sucks.
  • I am back to doing 99% of my training by myself. Unless you count my 2-year-old who accompanies me in the jogging stroller at least 3 times a week.
  • I had to end the 2010 season way too fast and way too early. Who starts their off-season in August??? That would be me.
  • I really miss friends and family. So do my kids. And Karl. Who knew that making new friends was so difficult? I am not talking about acquaintances. I mean real friends.
  • There is a pool and even a lake. There are trails everywhere. There is one good road to bike on. Yes. One. And one decent one. The remaining roads are either in horrible shape, freeways, or dirt roads. Good thing our trainer (barely) fits on the balcony! (I am planning on moving it into the bathroom when it gets too cold outside.
I think that is it. For now at least... Time to go to bed and get some good sleep before Masters tomorrow morning. They have a decent Masters program here. That is good news. Even if they are missing a scoreboard.

More on training in Flagstaff later...


Comments

Barbie said…
Being away from what you know and love must be so very hard. I have faith that you will love your new area as much as the old.

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