<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314</id><updated>2011-12-01T22:16:39.919-06:00</updated><category term='Berbee Derby'/><category term='Cow Chip Classic 2007'/><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='race results'/><category term='gecko'/><title type='text'>Searching For My Inner Athlete</title><subtitle type='html'>I know she's in here somewhere....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-5180411391036226397</id><published>2009-02-08T07:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T07:57:19.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Always wear black pants when runnin-it's slimming</title><content type='html'>Went for a 5 mile run yesterday with Angie and Audrey.  Ran on the bike trail until we couldn't stand it anymore. Alot of it had large puddles and some ice.  About halfway through, we decided run on the road.  I feel really behind in my training.  Anytime we stopped to walk it was because I asked to.  I still have a long way to go.  It did help to actually get outside. hopefully the warmer weather will stick around for a while. wishful thinking, i know.&lt;br /&gt;Before we started running we noticed that we all were wearing black pants...........they are slimming :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-5180411391036226397?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/5180411391036226397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=5180411391036226397&amp;isPopup=true' title='90 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/5180411391036226397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/5180411391036226397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2009/02/always-wear-black-pants-when-runnin-its.html' title='Always wear black pants when runnin-it&apos;s slimming'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>90</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-4082946505182081744</id><published>2009-02-07T07:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T07:53:45.337-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two miles on the hamster wheel.</title><content type='html'>yesterday I just did a quick two miles on the treadmill. Very Boring.  Today it is finally nice enough out to run outside.  Me and a couple of friends are planning a "long" run later this afternoon.  We'll see how that goes......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-4082946505182081744?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/4082946505182081744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=4082946505182081744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/4082946505182081744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/4082946505182081744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2009/02/two-miles-on-hamster-wheel.html' title='Two miles on the hamster wheel.'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-2064229123938683117</id><published>2009-01-24T14:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T14:44:27.445-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If I can run 5 miles in a row, why can you still park a car in the shadow of my ass!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-2064229123938683117?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/2064229123938683117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=2064229123938683117&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/2064229123938683117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/2064229123938683117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-i-can-run-5-miles-in-row-why-can-you.html' title='If I can run 5 miles in a row, why can you still park a car in the shadow of my ass!'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-3129352598555301714</id><published>2009-01-10T23:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:20:21.721-06:00</updated><title type='text'>58 minutes and 58 seconds</title><content type='html'>that's how long it takes this turtle to run 4 miles on a treadmill.......And it wasn't pretty! Me and my friend, Angie, took a trip to Endurance House in madison to get our free 1/2 marathon vouchers with purchase of NEW shoes today. I guess now I am committed...yikes! At least I got new shoes :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-3129352598555301714?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/3129352598555301714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=3129352598555301714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/3129352598555301714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/3129352598555301714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2009/01/58-minutes-and-58-seconds.html' title='58 minutes and 58 seconds'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-8196914523084943625</id><published>2009-01-03T20:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T20:51:26.055-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and running don't always get along.....</title><content type='html'>I don't think my treadmill is very accurate.  I ran 3 miles in 50 minutes.....I'm pretty sure I can do it faster than that but whatever.  The first mile-not that good, second mile felt awesome, third mile- mind over matter.......   It's a far cry from a 1/2 marathon.  Tomorrow i'm taking off to do some things around the house. jacob and taylor both working on stenciling projects in their rooms I want to help them with. I'll try to post pics when they are done....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-8196914523084943625?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/8196914523084943625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=8196914523084943625&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/8196914523084943625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/8196914523084943625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-and-running-dont-always-get-along.html' title='Me and running don&apos;t always get along.....'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-5182572253323778221</id><published>2009-01-01T15:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T15:28:16.519-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good thing I wasn't wearing corderoy</title><content type='html'>30 minutes on the treadmill, again. I could have gone farther, but my thighs were chaffed. Mental note- do not run in the purple shorts EVER again......unless my thighs get smaller :) Tomorrow rest and Saturday a long run. I may have to grease up with something for that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions for fast running music? I find myself skipping past the majority of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jeff's&lt;/span&gt; country and slow songs. I'm probably skipping past songs more than actually listening to music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-5182572253323778221?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/5182572253323778221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=5182572253323778221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/5182572253323778221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/5182572253323778221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-thing-i-wasnt-wearing-corderoy.html' title='Good thing I wasn&apos;t wearing corderoy'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-4791936199591978603</id><published>2008-12-31T19:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T20:01:16.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>baby got back</title><content type='html'>Ran on treadmill for 35 min. without stopping. It actually felt pretty good.  I have found if I throw my T shirt over the time/milege thing and just listen to my music It goes by faster.  Can't wait for the snow to go away so I can run outside. I'm not a winter person.............Why am I in wisconsin again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-4791936199591978603?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/4791936199591978603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=4791936199591978603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/4791936199591978603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/4791936199591978603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2008/12/baby-got-back.html' title='baby got back'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-6698194338914534835</id><published>2008-12-28T11:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T11:58:10.942-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yertle the Turtle</title><content type='html'>We have one last xmas celebration at Jeff's mom's house today.  Hit the treadmill - ran 30 minutes straight. didn't feel that great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-6698194338914534835?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/6698194338914534835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=6698194338914534835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/6698194338914534835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/6698194338914534835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2008/12/yertle-turtle.html' title='Yertle the Turtle'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-4392383292031347687</id><published>2008-12-27T19:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T19:43:59.601-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's ON!!!</title><content type='html'>Forgive me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it has been many months since my last post. I have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;exercising&lt;/span&gt; very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sporadically&lt;/span&gt; since the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Danskin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;........OK I took 2 months completely off. Thanks to my friend, Audrey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dikkeboom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I'm going to attempt to do the Madison 1/2 Marathon this coming summer. New years resolution : Be more consistent with my workouts, Decrease crap in my diet.....I can't stop all together-my body would go into shock! I am going to shoot for the 1/2 marathon in May and either the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Danskin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in July or the Trek &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; both in Pleasant Prairie, WI. Whatever works out for my sisters and friends the best. There ,I said it out loud and in writing and now I have to do it............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I hit the treadmill.  My trainer (Who I promised not to say the F-word to so he would help me) said "Make it hurt" and I did.  I ran 15 minutes, walked 2 minutes, repeat until I got to 3.1 miles.  It didn't feel too bad. I felt really out of shape.  I hate it when I can feel everything jiggle when I run.  I did it at my usual turtle pace and finished in 52 minutes.  I have a lot of work to do..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-4392383292031347687?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/4392383292031347687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=4392383292031347687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/4392383292031347687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/4392383292031347687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-on.html' title='It&apos;s ON!!!'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-8972734098215816250</id><published>2008-07-25T22:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T23:25:38.327-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Danskin 08 Race Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SIqmJhsbmRI/AAAAAAAAADU/bDYhpN4C_YE/s1600-h/ry%253D320%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227173000110643474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SIqmJhsbmRI/AAAAAAAAADU/bDYhpN4C_YE/s320/ry%253D320%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well.....we came, we saw, we kicked some ass! The Keeney girls all finished the race. Am I bitter that my little sister who smokes and hardly trained at all got the same time as me?.....................a little. The weather was perfect. I had my personal trainer with me for one last day. And my mom was on baby duty which was very helpful. There are no excuses for anything. I went there with the goal of just wanting to finish.....check. I wanted to do it without being dead last.......check. I wanted to finish in under 2 hours..........check. so why do I feel like I could have done better? I may have to do this again next year just to beat myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things that I could have done differently&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. no stopping to pee in the porta potty. I was just starting my run and debating weather or not to pee myself or slip into the porta and pee. That would save a minute or so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I might put regular pedals on the bike so I don't have to change shoes. My transitions were ridiculously long cuz I had to change shoes twice and of course I didn't have them untied, lock laces, etc. That's another 2-4 minutes of transition times right there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I would not run in spandex alone! That's just too much jiggling for me. I never felt like I got into a groove with my running cuz I was tugging at my shorts trying to cover more skin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I needed to do more Brick workouts prior to the race. I felt like I was running on tree stumps. practice ,practice, practice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm not sure what my goals are. I've been focusing on this one event for so long.......now what? I need a goal or I don't make working out a priority. I am captain excuse maker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I think I will focus on running for now and cross train a little with swim, bike, plilates. Maybe try to get a PR for the berbee derby this november (5K). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.I would like to shoot for finishing the Crazy Legs Classic(8k) in April '09. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.Possibly do a 10K at some point next summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. But for sure do the Danskin with my sisters again. Only this time make it a girls weekend. It was nice to have my family and mom there, but that couldn't have been much fun for them. Lots of standing around being our Sherpa's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS. My personal trainer officially quit so I'll have to figure out how to do all of this alone.  :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-8972734098215816250?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/8972734098215816250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=8972734098215816250&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/8972734098215816250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/8972734098215816250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2008/07/danskin-08-race-report.html' title='Danskin 08 Race Report'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SIqmJhsbmRI/AAAAAAAAADU/bDYhpN4C_YE/s72-c/ry%253D320%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-9183230703080181948</id><published>2008-06-28T22:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T22:32:05.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My personal trainer put in his three week notice :(</title><content type='html'>It finally happened.  Jeff got so fed up with my pissing and moaning about working out that he said after the Danskin tri on July 13th he can no longer be my P.T..  he would rather be my husband and he can't be both without a marriage counselor.  Thank you, Jeff, for helping me despite my bad attitude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last couple of  weeks I've been trying to spend more time on the bike before the tri.  I took a long ride with Jeff with brutal hills.  And another short one (about 20 miles).  Also 30-45min here and there on the trainer.  I'm also feeling a little better about my running.  doing some longer slow runs and some interval work.  I was able to run 4.5 miles one night.  Aerobically I felt fine.  My knees and ankles were getting sore though.  I'm feeling pretty confident with swimming.  I've been to the pool  a couple times, also.  It's much easier to swim lap in a 50 yard pool. Not as many turns. Now if I can just do all three in a row at a reasonable speed I think I'll have it licked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the BIG news is Jeff has sold his bike and is now getting an &lt;a href="http://www.orbea-usa.com/fly.aspx?mid=a300&amp;amp;layout=viewproduct&amp;amp;taxid=534"&gt;Orbea ORA&lt;/a&gt;.  I don't know much about it but he has that excited 12 year old grin on his face is it must be good.  I'll post pics when he brings it home. At my request, this time he sold his bike FIRST then purchased another bike.  So while he has been bikeless he's been getting more runs in.  I think he's trying to get his mileage back up.  He needs to do a little more swimming I guess. last time we did lap swim he looked like he was struggling.  I'm sure he will bounce back soon.  He hasn't been able to work out as much as he wants to because of my training.  Hopefully he can get more time in after my tri is done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-9183230703080181948?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/9183230703080181948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=9183230703080181948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/9183230703080181948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/9183230703080181948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-personal-trainer-put-in-his-three.html' title='My personal trainer put in his three week notice :('/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-659579871078459146</id><published>2008-05-27T20:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T21:40:00.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey lady...Are you still going to run the 2 mile?</title><content type='html'>This is what I heard from a 10 year old kid in the transition area of the 2mile run/15mile bike/2mile run duathlon that I finished last saturday. Followed by, "Mom, should I put the rest of the water away yet?".  Then his 12 year old brother followed behind me on his dirt bike the whole last 2 miles.......about 3 feet behind me.   It was not a very beginner friendly race. Even my husband Jeff got his ass handed to him. My friend from work, Pam, and I came in dead last. I did finish in just under 2 hours which was my goal, but coming in so far behind kind of takes the wind out of your sails. Especially since all of the volunteers were standing around like it was a huge inconvenience to wait until we finished. Almost all the the athletes were gone and the transition area had been cleared out before we were done......RUDE! Oh well. that's the last time I will ever do the Albany Duathlon! I knew when I a bunch of Ironman tattoo's on people that I was in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also did a duathlon with Jenny and Mike the weekend before ,which went a little better. At least I beat a few people. That one was in beloit starting at the hospital.  That was nice to know if I had a heart attack help was nearby......comforting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also just got done with the Susan Komen 5k run with my friends, Audrey and Angie.  Angie was having a surprise birthday party that evening and I was so nervous I was going to spill the beans. Especially since I almost did the day before.....oops.  Don't ever tell me secrets.....I cannot keep them!  Before the race Angie was commenting on how slow she was and feel free to pass her.......then she took off like a bat outta HELL.  Whenever I start out to fast it kinda ruins the rest of the race for me.  I spend the rest of it trying to get my mojo back.  It never happened.  That's ok. It got me out of my comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff, my personal trainer has just informed me that it is time to start suffering before the danskin tri.   I'm following this workout schedule from a magazine for beginner triathletes.  I'm struggling to get all the workouts in due to the small children but doin the best I can.  I could never accomplish this without Jeff's help.  I don't know how single mother's would get anything done, let alone train for anything.  I'm very lucky.  I'll try to post more often as I have been told by several people that I should.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-659579871078459146?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/659579871078459146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=659579871078459146&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/659579871078459146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/659579871078459146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2008/05/hey-ladyare-you-still-going-to-run-2.html' title='Hey lady...Are you still going to run the 2 mile?'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-4605011375911404557</id><published>2007-12-29T10:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T11:04:04.548-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Jenny</title><content type='html'>5 interesting things about myself, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hmmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am not that interesting. Right now I am about the most boring person you will ever meet. My life revolves around my family. I have a very supportive husband who is always encouraging me to find something I really like to do ,but I am so boring I wouldn't even know what that would be. I go out with friends about 2-3 times a year and spend the whole time feeling like I'm neglecting my kids and don't really enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I just recently read a book (a grown up one) from beginning to end for the first time in about 8 years! Since the first baby I didn't even try to read a book for the first 3 years &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt;' have the time. Then I went to school for three years and every spare moment I had was spent studying for board exams, etc. I always feel guilty reading because my house is always such a tornado. I feel like if I have any free time I should spend it cleaning or something. ......I know it's pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If we had a bigger house and more money, I would definitely have more kids. They are so fun. They make me smile everyday and think about how lucky I am to have my life. Even the 15 yearcold in all of her teenage splendor is lots of fun most of the time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I wish I had never told anyone I was doing the triathlon. I'm so sick of talking about it. Everytime I talk about it I feel another nail in my coffin. I'm still not very confident that I can even do it. And other people keep saying they are going to do it with me. I don't want to be responsible for organizing a whole group of people to go down to the tri. I'm not good at that. I think it will be difficult enough to deal with my own nerves let alone a bunch of other first time triathletes who keep asking me questions like I'm some kind of expert because my husband has done this before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I really wish my little sister lived in Wisconsin again. I miss her. I talk to her alot (via email of course cuz she doesn't like the phone per her list) but it's not the same. It's hard to listen to her go through hard times and not be able to hug her or take her out for drinks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. was there supposed to be 5 or 6? Well, I haven't really worked out much the entire month of DECEMBER. I feel like a big doughy piece of poo! I smell a new years resolution!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-4605011375911404557?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/4605011375911404557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=4605011375911404557&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/4605011375911404557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/4605011375911404557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/12/tagged-by-jenny.html' title='Tagged by Jenny'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-14157246086131992</id><published>2007-11-23T19:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T20:42:36.488-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berbee Derby'/><title type='text'>Would someone please remove the lead from my Butt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/R0eJiCImIyI/AAAAAAAAAC0/n7nrrNcre6M/s1600-h/Autographed%20Randy_Snowsuit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136225117820822306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/R0eJiCImIyI/AAAAAAAAAC0/n7nrrNcre6M/s320/Autographed%2520Randy_Snowsuit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/R0eF_yImIxI/AAAAAAAAACs/2c3YxJu64sw/s1600-h/berbee08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136221230875419410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/R0eF_yImIxI/AAAAAAAAACs/2c3YxJu64sw/s320/berbee08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanksgiving morning I did the &lt;a href="http://berbeederby.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Berbee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://berbeederby.com/"&gt;Derby &lt;/a&gt;in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fitchburg&lt;/span&gt; with my friend, Audrey, Jenny, and Mike. Mom and Dad came along for the ride. Roads were a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;icy&lt;/span&gt; on the way up, but were fine once we got to the main roads. The route was pretty well salted, so no ice on the 5K. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had way too many layers on. I felt like Randy on A Christmas Story with the snowsuit that won't let his arms go down. I have been running quite a bit on the treadmill downstairs. For some reason, the cold air and hilly course was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kickin&lt;/span&gt; my butt! I was also way too hot! I came in at &lt;a href="http://www.berbeederby.com/images/stories/5kageres.txt"&gt;39:04 (12:35 min mile)&lt;/a&gt; I had to stop a few times to walk. Audrey stayed with me even though I could tell I was holding her back. You would think I could keep up with the mother of a 3 month old but I couldn't. I was going my usual turtle pace. Someday I'll hit my goal of 30 minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/R0eK3iImI1I/AAAAAAAAADM/ZZNLxPsSClM/s1600-h/berbee084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136226586699637586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/R0eK3iImI1I/AAAAAAAAADM/ZZNLxPsSClM/s320/berbee084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/R0eK3iImI0I/AAAAAAAAADE/TEA-1WSL4aY/s1600-h/berbee085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136226586699637570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/R0eK3iImI0I/AAAAAAAAADE/TEA-1WSL4aY/s320/berbee085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the race, I took an uninterrupted long hot bath. Thank you, Jeff. Then off to Jenny's house for feast and fun. The food was awesome as usual. Afterwards Lucas and I DOMINATED on some games. Jeff offered to take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Izzie&lt;/span&gt; home for a nap and come back later. We all know he offered to do that so he could take a nap himself. Nice try. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/R0eK3CImIzI/AAAAAAAAAC8/rxYbF04EqBE/s1600-h/berbee083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136226578109702962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/R0eK3CImIzI/AAAAAAAAAC8/rxYbF04EqBE/s320/berbee083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's a picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Izzie&lt;/span&gt; and my personal trainer. And a picture of Jen, Mike, Mom and Jake doing some last minute meal prep before lunch. And Lucas and I Own! Go Blue!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-14157246086131992?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/14157246086131992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=14157246086131992&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/14157246086131992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/14157246086131992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/11/would-someone-please-remove-lead-from.html' title='Would someone please remove the lead from my Butt!'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/R0eJiCImIyI/AAAAAAAAAC0/n7nrrNcre6M/s72-c/Autographed%2520Randy_Snowsuit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-1289628012360511901</id><published>2007-11-11T15:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T15:22:34.989-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today did my weekely walmart run. I will be so glad when Izzie is off of formula so I can quit going there so often. I find myself laughing at all of the rednecks until I realize I must be one of them. With encouragement from my trainer I did The Firm this morning. I am planning on running on the hamster wheel later on if I can get some housecleaning done. My maid is so fired! Right, Jen? They have announced the date of the &lt;a href="http://www.danskin.com/triathlon.html"&gt;Danskin&lt;/a&gt; triathlon next year, July 12/13. There's no backing out now..........&lt;br /&gt;We are still debating on where to go for spring break this coming march. We were going to do the obligatory Disneyland visit, but after talking to Jake and Taylor they weren't as excited about it as I thought they would be. So that brings us to visiting my sister, Tracy, in Colorado. She's in Costa Rica right now. When she gets back she'll have to let us know if that's OK. I think Jeff would be looking forward to some high altitude training. I think we could all find something to do there and be happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-1289628012360511901?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/1289628012360511901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=1289628012360511901&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/1289628012360511901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/1289628012360511901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/11/today-did-my-weekely-walmart-run.html' title=''/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-8355525566205528044</id><published>2007-11-04T14:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T14:58:21.112-06:00</updated><title type='text'>strength training</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/Ry4xIixyYDI/AAAAAAAAACc/RGxW3M3IRPk/s1600-h/DSC01758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129091048465915954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/Ry4xIixyYDI/AAAAAAAAACc/RGxW3M3IRPk/s320/DSC01758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/Ry4xJSxyYEI/AAAAAAAAACk/G4Rxy6rDa8w/s1600-h/DSC01753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129091061350817858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/Ry4xJSxyYEI/AAAAAAAAACk/G4Rxy6rDa8w/s320/DSC01753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I knew how to turn that picture I would. sorry. Trick or treating was fun this year with the kids. Jake was the grim reaper with "Real Fake blood" and Izzie was a butterfly. Very cute. I was so proud of Jake. I didn't have to remind him once to say thank you at every house. Izzie was just sitting in her stroller and some people gave Jacob 2 things and told him to give one to his sister. I said just to say thanks and put it in his bag even though she's too little to eat candy. Jake was concerned that he was not being honest.......Just when you think they're not listening......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to my Personal Trainer, I need to do more strength training. So today I did my "The Firm" DVD (weights and aerobics at the same time). Doesn't hurt that much now, but tomorrow I will be sore. Planning on doing the swim session with the SWAT team Tuesday. Probably a day off tomorrow.....yeehaw!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-8355525566205528044?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/8355525566205528044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=8355525566205528044&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/8355525566205528044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/8355525566205528044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/11/strength-training.html' title='strength training'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/Ry4xIixyYDI/AAAAAAAAACc/RGxW3M3IRPk/s72-c/DSC01758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-4646134046577386385</id><published>2007-10-28T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T11:11:40.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BR-ick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/RySz6yxyYCI/AAAAAAAAACU/eKAxpHAxgUQ/s1600-h/DSC01647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126420098498846754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/RySz6yxyYCI/AAAAAAAAACU/eKAxpHAxgUQ/s320/DSC01647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to some encouragement from my Personal Trainer, Jeff, I rode dolce on the trainer and then ran a 12 min mile. I was watching a movie while on the bike so it went by pretty fast. After I got off, there was the treadmill....staring at me......mocking me.......running shoes right next to it...........So I gave it hell for 1 mile. That's about all I can take right now. I wish there was a magic pill for getting in shape. Since my last race really sucked the big one, my next goal is to do the &lt;a href="http://berbeederby.com/"&gt;berbee derby &lt;/a&gt;without stopping for walk breaks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday we visited Skelly's pumpkin patch for a corn maze and some pumpkin slingin'.  That's my P.T. and my babies standing on our favorite picture spot at Skelly's.  My new nickname for that day was Magellan due to my expert navigational skills! I rock!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-4646134046577386385?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/4646134046577386385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=4646134046577386385&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/4646134046577386385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/4646134046577386385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/10/br-ick.html' title='BR-ick'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/RySz6yxyYCI/AAAAAAAAACU/eKAxpHAxgUQ/s72-c/DSC01647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-5917563452856415046</id><published>2007-10-21T12:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T13:17:37.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2007 Beloit YMCA Fall Classic</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I did a 5k in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Beloit&lt;/span&gt;. No pictures or results have been posted yet, But I didn't do well. I had a side-ache through most of it that wouldn't go away. I kept having to stop and walk. Any ideas on how to prevent that? I didn't have my usual diet coke before a race. I know I didn't drink enough water before hand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I was thirsty before we even started. I made the mistake of borrowing my brother in law's water bottle for a sip before the race. The top looked like a baby bottle nipple. He did warn me that when you squeeze it, the water will power shoot out. I remember thinking " How hard can it shoot out?". So I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;squeezed&lt;/span&gt; and aimed for the back of my throat. It hit the back of my throat with so much force that it came directly out my nose! Yuk! and then I was still thirsty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; I didn't swallow any. But, I did have a lovely fruit punch scent in my nose throughout the race. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mmmmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;. After he watched it drip out of my nose he said I should have aimed for the side of my mouth instead.....good to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend from work, Pam, did the 5k with me. Needless to say, she kicked my ass. She got 31 minutes. I can't beat that yet even on my best day without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Gatorade&lt;/span&gt; up my nose and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;side ache&lt;/span&gt;. Way to go Pam! PS your not invited to anymore races until I can beat you.....j/k. &lt;a href="http://laurajwimmer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jenny&lt;/a&gt; and M&lt;a href="http://bigmike.blogspot.com/"&gt;ike&lt;/a&gt; did the 10K. Jenny beat mike and was pissed when she crossed the finish line thinking that he let her win. He was actually not feeling well and had to sit down and eat something afterwards ,so I think the win was legit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to get a workout in today but Mrs. High Maintenance (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Izzie&lt;/span&gt;) and Captain homework procrastinator (Jake) are making it difficult. I've been scrambling during her naps to clean the pigsty. It's not going well. Oh, someones eyes are looking sleepy....gotta go. I'll try to post results if they get posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-5917563452856415046?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/5917563452856415046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=5917563452856415046&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/5917563452856415046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/5917563452856415046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/10/2007-beloit-ymca-fall-classic.html' title='2007 Beloit YMCA Fall Classic'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-8671484604401321831</id><published>2007-09-29T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T21:58:27.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My thighs are on fire!</title><content type='html'>So I signed up to do a 15 mile fun bike ride with the girls from work. I asked Jenny to go with cuz I know she hearts riding her bike.  She talked me into riding the 30 mile instead.  I'm not even going to discuss how much I slowed her down. I was ridiculously slow! The second half was very hilly and windy.  I felt like I was pedaling 20MPH.  When I looked down it was more like 8MPH.  Wow! I am not where I should be as far as my training for the tri.  WTH! The first 15 went better than the second.  I whined and complained the whole time.  Jenny should be used to that by now.  What fun would it be if I just did it without complaining. right Jen? I stopped pissing and moaning when jenny threatened to make me ride home in the back seat if I didn't stop.  good times........good times.  Next year we'll have to bring the family's with. There was a fall festival going on, arts and crafts, trick or treating, a parade, etc. And most importantly.......a beer tent. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I squeezed in a 5k with Izzie in the stroller.  She's 9 mos now and enjoys her rides.  That was the first time I have tried to jog with her in her stroller though.  Whenever I started running faster, she would make this funny "ooooo"  noise.  I felt a little like Team Hoyt.  I also had the bejesus scared out of me.  It was dark and this car kept slowing down behind me and then when I turned around they would turn the corner.  A couple minutes later they were behind me again and slowed down. When I turned around they turned the corner again.  Finally, they pulled up right next to me and it was too dark to see who was in the car, but I could tell there were four people. I picked up my cell phone and dialed my home number. I wanted to tell Jeff where I was and keep him on the line in case something happened.  They rolled down the window and I heard an old man's voice ask me where orchard street was. I think I peed a little.  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That was my best time ever. I took a super short cut cuz I was following everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;My time was 32:57. The best I've done a 5k in is 38 something.  &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/Ru3JnJy40EI/AAAAAAAAACM/-KvkiuVmBqg/s1600-h/SJV5kmichele+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110962826616819778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/Ru3JnJy40EI/AAAAAAAAACM/-KvkiuVmBqg/s320/SJV5kmichele+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone followed some kid on a bike for the route and there were High School track members sitting at certain points telling you the time and showing you which way to go. But at a key turn in the race there was no one, so everyone just did the loop and went back the way they came.  Oh Well. It's just for fun.  The garmin says I did the first mile in 3:04 (holy crap batman!). The second mile in 11:48. Third mile in 10:35. And the last .75 mile in 7:28.  I'm pretty happy about the 10:35 mile. That ain't half bad for me.  I think I was listening to a faster song at that point. Whatever works :)  Jacob did the 1mile. That's his picture coming across the finish line. And He ran me across the finish line ringing JWIM's cow bell. I just have one thing to say.......MORE Cowbell!!!  Jen and Mike also caught the tail end of the race.  They showed up in full spandex which is pretty funny cuz they were the only ones.  It was a small race sponsored by a church so no serious runners or anything else.  Thanks Guys for coming to watch. I feel kinda weird having you watch me.  You should have ran this one also.  Your so lazy. You act like you did a 1/2 mary and a du this weekend or something! sheez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-214849167231385720?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/214849167231385720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=214849167231385720&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/214849167231385720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/214849167231385720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/09/st-john-vianney-fun-run-5k1mile-walk.html' title='St John Vianney Fun Run 5k(1mile walk)'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/Ru3Jmpy40DI/AAAAAAAAACE/yjI03Z4_a5k/s72-c/SJV5kmichele+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-7574419669604661089</id><published>2007-09-15T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T22:04:50.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cow chip pics finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/RuyNSpy40CI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jdzlSexyJ-Q/s1600-h/cowchip1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110615028755124258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/RuyNSpy40CI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jdzlSexyJ-Q/s320/cowchip1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does this look like a girl who enjoys running? No. I think my heartrate is about 240-250 right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/RuyL65y40AI/AAAAAAAAABs/nNnfsQ9ABJY/s1600-h/cowchip2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110613521221603330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/RuyL65y40AI/AAAAAAAAABs/nNnfsQ9ABJY/s320/cowchip2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as usual Jeff looks like a gazelle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/RuyMYJy40BI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9LVu4nGvRpo/s1600-h/cowchip3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110614023732776978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/RuyMYJy40BI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9LVu4nGvRpo/s320/cowchip3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picture of Mike hammerin it home. I couldn't find one of JWim on the website. I'll have to look again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/RuyMYJy40BI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9LVu4nGvRpo/s1600-h/cowchip3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/RuyMYJy40BI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9LVu4nGvRpo/s1600-h/cowchip3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-7574419669604661089?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/7574419669604661089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=7574419669604661089&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/7574419669604661089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/7574419669604661089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/09/cow-chip-pics-finally.html' title='cow chip pics finally'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/RuyNSpy40CI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jdzlSexyJ-Q/s72-c/cowchip1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-6751341308299931331</id><published>2007-09-14T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T20:28:05.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/Rus0zpy4z-I/AAAAAAAAABc/hm7W1CIIDdc/s1600-h/grumpy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110236264179224546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/Rus0zpy4z-I/AAAAAAAAABc/hm7W1CIIDdc/s200/grumpy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't updated in a while. I've been busy getting the kids ready for the first week of school and trying to adjust to new schedules. I haven't been able to work out as much with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jake's&lt;/span&gt; flag football games, work, etc. I also haven't been posting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; I think there are only about 3 people that read it and didn't think anyone would miss it that much. My posts are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; not as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;riveting&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;JWim&lt;/span&gt; and mike's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Anyhoo&lt;/span&gt;. I was able to squeeze in a 40 min fast/walk on one of my lunch hours this week. I hate being sweaty all afternoon while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; working but that was the only time I would have been able to do it since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jake&lt;/span&gt; had a game that night. And today I ran approx 5k. It felt terrible! I walked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; and forgot my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;IPOD&lt;/span&gt;. I think I need something to help me keep a decent pace and to distract me from how much I hate running. I am also super frustrated that I have been running /working out regularly for 3/4 months and have lost only 4 pounds. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;WTH&lt;/span&gt;! I need to see some results soon or I'm done torturing myself. THIS BITES! I shouldn't blog when I'm grumpy should I? I'll try to be nicer next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow Jeff, Jenny, and Mike are running the 1/2 marathon. Hopefully &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Jeff&lt;/span&gt; will finish without blowing his knee out. He's been nursing a self-diagnosed "runner's knee" for quit a while. Jeff's brother, brad, is doing the 2mile run. I'm just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;watchin&lt;/span&gt; this one. There is a 5k Sunday that I'm going to do. Hopefully it will go better than today's run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-6751341308299931331?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/6751341308299931331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=6751341308299931331&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/6751341308299931331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/6751341308299931331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-havent-updated-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/Rus0zpy4z-I/AAAAAAAAABc/hm7W1CIIDdc/s72-c/grumpy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-8922927040784134912</id><published>2007-09-02T09:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T10:21:30.466-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gecko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race results'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cow Chip Classic 2007'/><title type='text'>Cow Chip Classic 2007</title><content type='html'>Last year at the &lt;a href="http://www.wiscowchip.com/classicrun.htm"&gt;Cow Chip Classic &lt;/a&gt;2006 I was pregnant. I held everyones t-shirts, cameras, kids, etc. and watched my husband, sister, and brother-in law come across the finish line. I remember thinking to myself, there is no way I can be in shape by this time next year to do this. Well, this year I did it. It didnt' feel like a good run. I had to walk three times to catch my breath. But I finished it and shaved 2 minutes off of my time from the Shamrock Shuffle in march. Yeah for me! My official time was &lt;a href="http://www.pigmantri.com/jmsracing/results07/cowchip07.html"&gt;37:39, 296/357 overall, 21/25 for my age group&lt;/a&gt;. This past week has not been a good week for training. My diet has also not helped either. A huge peanut butter bagel and diet coke right before the race? Not a good idea. Doughnuts the day before? not smart. Yes, Jeff , you were right. I am only wrong 2 times every year and that was one of them so enjoy! I will try to add pictures later if they ever get posted on the website. Because I know if there are no pictures, it didn't happen. And no one was around to hold all our cameras this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year Jeff, Jenny, and Mike did the 10K. Of course Jeff got some bling (show off) for 3rd in his age group, 19th overall. He always says he is ahead of the "Dads" and behind the "running freaks" Somewhere in the middle is where he usually falls. &lt;a href="http://www.mikewimmer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mike&lt;/a&gt; is so close to breaking and hour and &lt;a href="http://www.laurajwimmer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jenny&lt;/a&gt; kept up a very respectable 11:31 min mile pace.I may have slowed her down for the first mile. We ran together until the 5 and 10 k separated. Right at a very big hill. I was very happy I didn't' have to go that way. Maybe next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, My sister and Mike got Jacob a leopard gecko for his birthday. It is officially the coolest present ever. We now have a pet that doesn't shed or make noise and I don't have to hear, "Can we get another dog?" at least for a while. He loved it so much he slept next to his cage for the first week or so. It's nocturnal so Jake would stay up very late watching it and wake up with bags under his eyes. Izzie is very close to crawling, but hasn't said mama yet. So far just a stream of dada. even though i carried her for 9 mos.......RENT FREE! I'll remember that Isabel! And Taylor is keeping busy with swim practice. School starts on Tuesday.....THANK GOD! It's time to go back :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-8922927040784134912?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/8922927040784134912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=8922927040784134912&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/8922927040784134912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/8922927040784134912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/09/cow-chip-classic-2007.html' title='Cow Chip Classic 2007'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-5051561236069854877</id><published>2007-08-24T21:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T22:19:44.745-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Admit it....Your Jealous!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/Rs-fKQVQcyI/AAAAAAAAABU/OjfGUzm5oXQ/s1600-h/Dolce+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102471901365695266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/Rs-fKQVQcyI/AAAAAAAAABU/OjfGUzm5oXQ/s200/Dolce+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the wait. I know everyone is on pins and needles. Yes, I finally rode my bicycle. It's a Specialized &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dolce&lt;/span&gt; (which means SWEET!). I've been calling her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pinky&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tuscadero&lt;/span&gt;, but I'm open to suggestions. That name isn't really doing anything for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was able to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sneak&lt;/span&gt; out for 6 miles with Jeff in between raindrops the day of Jake's party. I rode her on the trainer downstairs on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; (again, raining) for 1/2 hour. And for a good hour 1/2 on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tues&lt;/span&gt;. with the S.W.A.T. team. Actually I just rode with my sister, Jenny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; everyone else was so far ahead of me that I couldn't even see them. I am still working on endurance and speed. Thank you, Jen for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hangin&lt;/span&gt; back with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love it! It's not a super high end bike, but for my beginner self it's just great. I'm still getting used to the pedals. I'm used to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jeff's&lt;/span&gt; clips so the round ones are weird to me especially&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/Rs-ZfwVQctI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yr20c-e4ufU/s1600-h/Dolce+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102465673663115986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/Rs-ZfwVQctI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yr20c-e4ufU/s200/Dolce+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; if I stand up and pedal. They are very wiggly and It feels like I might slip off and hurt myself. I think I need to give them just a little more time and then decide if I like them or not. They were kinda expensive so hopefully they will work out. And they are pink so I can't give them to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jeff&lt;/span&gt;. I'm guessing Jenny would take them off of my hands for me. The seat feels fine too. I don't know if any seat would feel good at this point until I build up my ass &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;callus's&lt;/span&gt;. You would think with this much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;paddi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/Rs-cCgVQcwI/AAAAAAAAABE/MjVUvzQndLo/s1600-h/Dolce+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102468469686825730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/Rs-cCgVQcwI/AAAAAAAAABE/MjVUvzQndLo/s200/Dolce+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt; that I would be fine but apparently the amount of "Junk in the Trunk" has nothing to do with it. I love the extra brakes on the handle bars. I spend most of my time up there and I like the easy access. My only regret is that I bought P.T. so late. The S.W.A.T. team is done practicing for the year due to pool closing, but I'm sure I'll get more rides in with Jeff and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Wimmer's&lt;/span&gt;. I am realizing that I need to buy more &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/Rs-digVQcxI/AAAAAAAAABM/YySIIX1UqE4/s1600-h/Dolce2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102470118954267410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/Rs-digVQcxI/AAAAAAAAABM/YySIIX1UqE4/s200/Dolce2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;biking clothing. I ended up wearing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Jeff's&lt;/span&gt; padded spandex shorts (which are way too small for me), and his shirt that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt; tight also. My brother-in-law, Mike was kind enough to post a picture of me in my get up on his &lt;a href="http://mikewimmer.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks Mike, I'll remember that :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-5051561236069854877?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/5051561236069854877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=5051561236069854877&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/5051561236069854877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/5051561236069854877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/08/admit-ityour-jealous.html' title='Admit it....Your Jealous!'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/Rs-fKQVQcyI/AAAAAAAAABU/OjfGUzm5oXQ/s72-c/Dolce+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-8674560882064213025</id><published>2007-08-18T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T12:44:36.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to ride my bicycle.....I want to ride my bike.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/RscvkAVQcrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7o6pJHdnSn0/s1600-h/notes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100097398631330482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="82" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/RscvkAVQcrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7o6pJHdnSn0/s200/notes.jpg" width="142" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/RscvkAVQcrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7o6pJHdnSn0/s1600-h/notes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/RscvkAVQcrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7o6pJHdnSn0/s1600-h/notes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I bought a sweet new Specialized Black with pink accents bike! and I haven't been able to ride it yet. Last night I was preparing cakes etc for Jacob's b-day party which is in 1/2 hour. Now it's raining and is supposed to rain for the next 6 days. AHHHHHH. Pinky tuscadaro (that's her name) is calling to me from the garage. I might have to take her downstairs with the trainer after the party just to make her feel welcome. Jeff had the nerve to ask if he could ride her around the block this morning.........AS IF! I get the maiden voyage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-8674560882064213025?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/8674560882064213025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=8674560882064213025&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/8674560882064213025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/8674560882064213025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-want-to-ride-my-bicyclei-want-to-ride.html' title='I want to ride my bicycle.....I want to ride my bike.....'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/RscvkAVQcrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7o6pJHdnSn0/s72-c/notes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-2537703802172617635</id><published>2007-08-16T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T22:47:05.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where has the time gone</title><content type='html'>I haven't worked out in about 8 days. Between Taylor's two a day swim practices, Jacob's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;starwars&lt;/span&gt; games/sleepovers, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Izzie's&lt;/span&gt; sleep schedule, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jeff's&lt;/span&gt; half marathon training, I have been having trouble squeezing anything in. I could have worked out wed night around 7:00, but I was so tired from the baby not sleeping that well I just didn't have any gas left. I didn't work out tonight until about 9:30 because when I was ready to go Jeff was acting ticked. I felt bad that I wrecked his workout plans. I walked around the block and came back so he could run. Then I waited to see if he would go running and he didn't. So I left at 9:30 and ran a 3 mile route that goes past taco bell, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;culvers&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mcdonald's&lt;/span&gt; and pizza hut. I don't know why I just tortured myself with all those smells. I ran most of it, stopping to walk fast up the hill about two blocks. It felt pretty rough at first then got better. I'm starting to be able to run without feeling like I'm dying. And yes , Mike, I'm planning on doing the cow chip this year. I may have to get a babysitter though. I don't think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Izzie&lt;/span&gt; would do well with that much time in the car. We'll see what I can find. Jacob's birthday party is this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;. So, tomorrow I'll spend most of the day cleaning and making party stuff. Maybe I can sneak in a short run. we shall see :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still debating on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;danskin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tri&lt;/span&gt;.  It's very frustrating to know how much training I should be doing and how much I am able to do right now.  And once school starts, it will only be more difficult &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; Jeff will be working more.  This work crap is really getting in our way.  If anyone wants to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sponsor&lt;/span&gt; us to quit our jobs and pay us to work out and do triathlons feel free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-2537703802172617635?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/2537703802172617635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=2537703802172617635&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/2537703802172617635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/2537703802172617635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/08/where-has-time-gone.html' title='Where has the time gone'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-712002677913972759</id><published>2007-08-10T18:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T19:13:20.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brother in Law ROCKS!</title><content type='html'>It has been brought to my attention that I need to thank Mike Wimmer for Hooking me and my husband up. Jeff and Mike used to work together at Goex Corp. Mike set us up on a blind date and it has been true love ever since. Without Mike, my life would be a hollow, dull, meaningless existence. I am grateful to him for setting Jeff and I up and for all of my beautiful children (that belong to Jeff...not Mike....that sounded bad). Did I forget anything Mike? Let me know :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-712002677913972759?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/712002677913972759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=712002677913972759&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/712002677913972759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/712002677913972759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-brother-in-law-rocks.html' title='My Brother in Law ROCKS!'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-6049267676377931264</id><published>2007-08-07T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T22:04:54.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Work totally sucked today!     Air conditioner was on the fritz.  It was about 80 degrees and we have to wear smocks, masks, gloves and goggles. I had sweat dripping between my boobs and sweated off all my make-up by 9:00 am.  Not a good look for me.  Turns out it was just the breaker that needed to be turned back on......nice! So at lunch time I was so hot I got a frozen cappuccino from Kwik Trip to cool off (Naughty girl!) . So tonight I decided I needed to SUFFER!  I ran for about 50 minutes straight. Stopped to walk up 2 short hills only.  That's the farthest I have run without stopping to date.  Felt pretty good when I was done.  I need to get more 80's music on the IPOD. It's hard to walk to motley crue!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-6049267676377931264?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/6049267676377931264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=6049267676377931264&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/6049267676377931264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/6049267676377931264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/08/work-totally-sucked-today-air.html' title=''/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-487668738915959068</id><published>2007-08-04T18:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T20:39:55.405-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oregon, WI Fun Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Thurs - Per my P.T., 1 hour slow run trying to keep my heart rate between 140-150. That's not as easy as it sounds for me. I kept going way up to 160 then walking fast til I got back down to 140. It still takes a long time for my heart rate to come down. Still not in very good shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri- took day off because a) I seriously did not have 1/2 hour to myself to squeeze anything in and b) My husband and I are running the Oregon, WI Fun Run Saturday. Went to a congrats party for one of my friends who just recently got a teaching job. I ate horribly and had a couple margaritas. I held it down to two drinks even though they tasted REALLY REALLY good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat - After rousing the 14 year old, 7 1/2 year old, and the baby to d&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/RrZ7XQ9kYPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nca7CuyMjHg/s1600-h/DSC01300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095395668036706546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/RrZ7XQ9kYPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nca7CuyMjHg/s320/DSC01300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rive to the race, Taylor and Izzie slept all the way up. Jacob rode in the car with my sister, Jenny, and Brother in law, Mike, so he could watch Star Wars on the way up. Jacob did the kids 1K (totally milked it for a while afterwords). Then Jeff and Mike did the 10K while Me an&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/RrZ7Xw9kYQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/setXdZVGKqA/s1600-h/DSC01290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095395676626641154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/RrZ7Xw9kYQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/setXdZVGKqA/s320/DSC01290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d Jenny did the 5K. Jenny was signed up for the 10K and decided to do the 5K with me instead. She said she wasn't feeling like the 10 K today, but I think she was sympathizing with me cuz I started out DFL in the race. That sucks. Nothing like looking at the back of some old ladies head for most of the race and watching her get farther and farther ahead. We did beat one guy......barely. He was ahead of us for a long time. He kept looking back to make sure he wasn't last and if we were walking he would walk. When we started running again he would run. We finally caught him almost at the very end of the race. Then I glanced back and saw him speeding up................"OH HELL NO!", i said then we kicked her down and beat him. So at least I wasn't last! Thank you Jen for slowing down with me. My time was 39 minutes and some odd seconds. Pretty good for me I guess. Next time I'll go to a bigger race with more people so I'm not last. Jenny told me to find someone wearing rockports and walking shorts and try to beat them but there weren't any today. Maybe next time:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff did awesome as usual (10 K in 43 minutes). Mike missed a turn and accidentally shortened his race. I was excited for him for breaking an hour but he wasn't happy cuz it wasn't accurate. Jenny's time didn't count cuz she totally slowed down for me. So, she just got in an easy short workout today. Next time she should leave me in the dust and go for her PB. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-487668738915959068?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/487668738915959068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=487668738915959068&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/487668738915959068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/487668738915959068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/08/oregon-wi-fun-run.html' title='Oregon, WI Fun Run'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/RrZ7XQ9kYPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nca7CuyMjHg/s72-c/DSC01300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-2612465438650367639</id><published>2007-07-31T21:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T21:40:07.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tues - swimming with the SWAT team 5-6:00.  I think I only actually swam (is that a word?It looks funny) about 30 min total. I have to stop and chit chat to catch my breath periodically.  Actually I stop and listen to either Jen or Mike rip on each other under their breathe and then  the other one says "what did you say about me?" Then It looks like I was the one poking fun at the other. I swear I'm an innocent bystander. If you can follow that stupid story you must be as tired as I am. i think I'm going to bed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps did my comments thing turn back on mike?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-2612465438650367639?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/2612465438650367639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=2612465438650367639&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/2612465438650367639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/2612465438650367639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/07/tues-swimming-with-swat-team-5-600.html' title=''/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-8206835459074164159</id><published>2007-07-30T20:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T20:11:53.348-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate running</title><content type='html'>I ran 3.1 miles tonight with my trainer.  My heart rate was aroung 160-170 most of the way.  I had to stop and walk a few times here and there again.  Jeff made me wear the heart monitor/garmin forerunner and race against my time in the Shamrock Shuffle.  I couldn't beat it.  I get up to 170-175 and then walk a little. It takes my a long time to come back down to 160 or so.   I think that means I'm still really out of shape.  baby steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Inside joke for Jenny and Tracy)&lt;br /&gt;PS. I thought I was going to die....die? I did die. They buried me. they planted roses. The roots tickled my feet. I laughed. I laughed so hard I thought I'd die. Die? I did die. They buried me.They planted roses. The roots tickled my feet. I laughed. I laughed so hard I thought I'd die. Die?...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-8206835459074164159?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/8206835459074164159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/8206835459074164159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-hate-running.html' title='I hate running'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-441983589112382478</id><published>2007-07-28T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T21:53:45.799-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't been hitting it as hard as I would like to this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday- I didn't work out I don't remember why. I think  I was just too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday- I spent most of the day power cleaning my house. I thought I was planning on having a bunch of girls over to the house for a foo foo party, but one by one they all called to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cancel.It got down to&lt;/span&gt; me, my sister jenny and one other girl, so I cancelled it.  My sister and her family still came over to help me eat some of the fruit, etc.   We could never eat that much fruit before it spoiled.  At least my house is cleaner than it has been in a while. My mom came over to watch the kids while I power cleaned which was awesome! It's so hard to do that with both the kids when Jeff is working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today- I procrastinated as long as I possibly could, until my husband gave me the kick in the butt that I needed, thank you Jeff. I ended up running 3 miles on the treadmill. I walked a few minutes here and there but I felt better running than I have in the past.  I ran the first mile in 12:30, second mile in  16 minutes, and third mile in 14 minutes. Not very good times, but as my trainer says, I should just worry about endurance right now .  So endurance wise I'm pretty happy with that.  Maybe I can squeeze in another run tomorrow sometime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-441983589112382478?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/441983589112382478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=441983589112382478&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/441983589112382478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/441983589112382478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/07/havent-been-hitting-it-as-hard-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-6248071879178573994</id><published>2007-07-24T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T20:18:17.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'>quick swim</title><content type='html'>Tues - tried to squeeze in an hour of swimming.  Ended up being about 20 min or so cuz my 7 year old wanted to come with.  He learned how to back float and swim without touching bottom for about 5 feet. I got about 400 yards done inbetween:) a little something for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I think will be a day of rest since jake has a baseball game then I'm hittin it hard this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal trainer has to work all weekend so I may be doing it on the treadmill (boring!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-6248071879178573994?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/6248071879178573994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=6248071879178573994&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/6248071879178573994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/6248071879178573994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/07/quick-swim.html' title='quick swim'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-2924125552216205861</id><published>2007-07-22T20:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T20:48:54.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Husband is trying to kill me.</title><content type='html'>Sat - I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rollerbladed&lt;/span&gt; while Jeff ran.  I had to struggle to keep up with him.  He is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wirey&lt;/span&gt;, fast little guy. Not super challenging for me. We're calling that my easy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun - after two fairly easy days in a row my personal trainer/husband said I needed a hard day.....I needed to suffer.  Well, I did! We ran 4.25 miles on and off on some trails behind &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rockport&lt;/span&gt; pool.  He would make me run until my heart rate was around 170 and then back off a little.  It took about an hour and that is about all the running I can take right now in one day.  Today was similar to Boot Camp except Jeff was able to keep me motivated and make me laugh a few times in between my heart attacks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have a new motivation for staying ahead of Jeff.  Apparently, running makes him fart. I tried really hard not to be down wind of him when that happened.  After nine years of marriage I've noticed a pattern. Broccoli makes him fart, oatmeal, turkey, beer, ....hell sometimes water makes him fart. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;squeakin&lt;/span&gt; out a few while running was no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; to me.  Like I said, just don't run behind him :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-2924125552216205861?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/2924125552216205861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=2924125552216205861&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/2924125552216205861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/2924125552216205861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-husband-is-trying-to-kill-me.html' title='My Husband is trying to kill me.'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-8559445573504098947</id><published>2007-07-20T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T16:19:16.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming rules</title><content type='html'>On Tues- I tried to go swimming with the S.W.A.T. team. I had to go late and ran into someone I new , so we ended up talking a while. Needless to say, I didn't get much swimming done. Not to mention that my sister was Uber grumpy from a bad day at work and I think I may have added to that by not being very serious about the swim. Sorry, jen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs- my personal trainer (husband, Jeff) and I went running for about 30 minutes. walking fast 1 min and running 2 min the whole time. It wasn't nearly as horrible as Boot Camp. On the hills Jeff would chant "Hills make us stronger, hills make us stronger". Which was annoying at first but actually helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning-went swimming at the Y for 25 min. Swimming is the only sport I always feel comfortable with. I did the first 1/4 mile in 9 minutes and the second 1/4 mile in around 15 min. I don't think that's very accurate cuz I tend to lose count with the laps. I start thinking about other things like.......I need to make a haircut appointment...........I should go look for glasses today................That man NEEDS to wax, He's going to clog up the filter.....wait ......what lap am I on? Anyhoo, I can at least swim the 1/2 mile in a fairly decent amount of time without feeling like I might die. Getting out and biking, then running.........not yet. Baby steps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm shooting for the Danskin triathlon in a year. I haven't actually said the words out loud to many people because then I feel like I have to do it. Right now I'm just thinking about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-8559445573504098947?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/8559445573504098947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=8559445573504098947&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/8559445573504098947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/8559445573504098947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/07/swimming-rules.html' title='Swimming rules'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-2166644784632987237</id><published>2007-07-15T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T20:07:45.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick 20 min</title><content type='html'>Jeff worked from 6am to 6pm today. picked jake up from sleepover at 10:00. had some errands to run. scrambled to get some laundry done and clean house a little while the baby napped (total pigsty from not being home yesterday watching triathlon and party after).  squeezed in 20 min on the treadmill. did not feel that great on knees and arches......have i mentioned that I hate running?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-2166644784632987237?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/2166644784632987237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=2166644784632987237&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/2166644784632987237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/2166644784632987237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/07/quick-20-min.html' title='Quick 20 min'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172917661662039314.post-3738804633402779020</id><published>2007-07-13T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T19:45:43.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boot Camp sucks</title><content type='html'>I did a class called boot camp today at the Y.  It was a lot of runnung up and down hills.....I decided I'm not going to that class anymore. A) I am not a runner. B) I need to go at my own pace and be able to finish the work out.  I don't feel like I get a good work out if I have to keep stpping cuz everything hurts! As soon as my husband, Jeff finishes getting ready for his triathlon I might try to work out again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4172917661662039314-3738804633402779020?l=tayjizzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/feeds/3738804633402779020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4172917661662039314&amp;postID=3738804633402779020&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/3738804633402779020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4172917661662039314/posts/default/3738804633402779020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tayjizzy.blogspot.com/2007/07/boot-camp-sucks.html' title='Boot Camp sucks'/><author><name>tayjizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03067877921934446055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcdrb7DEtOY/SVwimJWH0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V641uJLlAEk/S220/cowchip1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
