The Week that Was – Row Row Row

Well it has been 2 week since I did a weekly wrap up, last Sunday night I was still in Singapore on a Family holiday and had a less than productive week of exercise. I did manage to get a run in whilst I was away, a quick trip to the gym at 4am (with a toddler on Australian time) and did stacks of walking, theme parks, shopping etc.

So arriving back on Tuesday morning I considered going to the gym that day but with mountains of washing, unpacking and cleaning to do, it just never happened. I did have to go to Indoor Rowing relay training that night and was feeling very flat, luckily our training was very short easy rows with the focus on the transition from rower to rower. With a relay event the team rows 2000m with each of the 4 rowers completing 500m and the clock continues to flow whilst the changeover takes place, so transition is important.

Wed still extremely jet-lagged I did nothing beyond going to work late; work, eat sleep. Still very very tired.

Thursday I had an extra Indoor Rowing training with a relatively short training but at a rapid speed. 1 minute flat out and then a 2-3 minute rest and repeating 3 times.

Friday I was ordered to rest, apparently no housework or strenuous activity of any kind.

Saturday was the NSW Indoor Rowing Championships at Blacktown, Australia. We had a great team of 12 from the Pioneer Fitness crew. I was competing in the 4 minute race, and the 500m as an individual and then in the Relay team.  I was in the A-team for the Relay but once we got there it was found out that they do not require a mixed team (as at some other events) so my trainer stacked 1 team with guys, the big guns, to give our group a great chance at a medal.

All smiles before my first row.

My first event was the 4 minute race which entails rowing as far as you can in 4 minutes, my previous best (last year) was 1021 metres and my goal was to beat that distance, unfortunately or fortunately (whichever way you look at it) I equalled my PB exactly (currently puts me at 4th in the World Rankings which finish in April 2013). My next event the 500m my previous best time was 1:46.4 and I only managed 1:50.2 (currently puts me no. 21 in the world rankings which finish in April 2013), I was disappointed but I know my training focus was taken off Indoor Rowing for a bit and put towards Traithlon, really hard to keep the balance right to make you feel like you are doing enough. I did scoop the pool in both these events winning gold, but unfortunately there were no other competitors in my age group. I find this a little disheartening and believe this may have contributed to not racking up PB’s. The final event was the team Relay, we had 3 teams for the Pioneer Fitness contingent. As a team we managed to win the event with our Gun guys team “Pioneer Storm” and my team “Pioneer Lightening” finished 4th, we were the best placed Mixed team in the event out of 8 teams.

As per usual the Indoor Rowing event was great and I look forward to competing again next year in this state competition and the National Indoor Rowing Championships.

Sunday was a well-deserved day of rest.

This week’s goal is to get back on the food track after holidays and I now have my progam from my Exercise Physiologist to get started on bright and early in the morning. Have a great week everyone.

Here are some pictures from the Indoor Rowing event, including funny rowing faces.

The Week that Was – Rowing full speed ahead

This week my focus has been on Indoor Rowing, with the NSW State Championships now less than 2 weeks away. In saying that, I probably have not done as much as I should.

Monday I went to my normal PT session and focused on Rowing, 2k warm-up then 4x 500m sprints and 2 minutes rest in between. It was hard because my nose was still a bit blocked, each rest consisted of blowing my nose. My trainer has put me in the No.1 Relay team for the State Champs so I hope my head cold is all cleared up by then I don’t want to let the team down. (I’m pleased to report that I am feeling much better).

Tuesday – had IT problems and had to go into work to get it rectified, missed my Bosu and weights session.

Wed – got up early and squeezed in a weights session and 10mins on the X-trainer.

Thursday – I did an extra session with my trainer for indoor rowing, after a 2k warm up I trained at race pace, short bursts, 2 mins at race pace and then 2 mins rest. I always wonder how I will keep up the pace for my 4 minute race when I can barely do it for 2mins, well it won’t be long to see if I can do it and get a PB.

Friday – I had a girly night out with a friend seeing a band and that is where the weekly wrap up will end, I had a hangover of epic proportions on Saturday and could not drag myself off the bed/lounge and Sunday was not much better, feeling very lethargic. Disappointed in myself to say the least.

The Week that Was – Boom Crash Bang

I haven’t done a weekly wrap up for a few weeks, lots of other stuff going on with the That’s Life 4 Week Body Blast and my Triathlon etc. This week I was very productive even with a clogged up nose.

Monday I was still too sick to do my normal weekly PT session.

Tuesday I managed to drag myself to a Bosu class (I have done this for the last 2 weeks) really enjoyed it, I could feel my sore abs for days after and then I also did my weights circuit, a good hour of training. I also did a stack of gardening and I don’t care what anyone says that landscaping business is hard work. Weeding, pruning and planting vegies.

Miss 3 very pleased with “HER” garden. Gardening is definitely a great workout.

Wed I didn’t do any training but did go and see an Exercise Physiologist under a Medicare Healthcare Plan, he specializes in Triathlons and running. We discussed a training plan to improve my running speed and overall fitness. He is designing me a program to suit my goals and coming for a run with me to check my running technique; I am looking forward to seeing what he has in store for me.

Thursday I did some swapsie training with 1 of my Mothers Group friends (we babysit each other’s kids for an hour so we can each do some exercise), for my session I went for my first swim in my Wetsuit at the local Ocean Pool. I had very mixed feelings about it, whilst the water was warmer, the restriction was difficult to get used to, also the added buoyancy of wearing a wetsuit made me feel a bit nauseous (I get motion sick very easily). With my head still a bit clogged up I thought that swimming would be good for me.

Friday I arranged to go for a run with lady whom I met through my Personal Trainer and is now a fan of my blog. As it turned out Hubby had a late start that morning so I got up VERRRY early and did a 6am “Stretch and Strength” class, it was Yoga type moves and I really enjoy it which surprised me as I had never done anything like that before. I went to meet my friend straight after the class for a run. The run was difficult for me because my head was soooo stuffed up, stupidly I had not taken any tissues with me, I had nothing hiding in any pockets. I managed to run most of the way, then walked when my head felt like it was going to explode and then run again. Still happy with what I did, could have been so much better with just a couple of tissues.

Saturday – no exercise.

Sunday – I planned a bike ride from home to Port Kembla to Seascape Café to meet my MIL (mother in-law) and FIL for breakfast. Hubby also drove to meet me there with Miss 3. This was my first ride with Cleats and clip-in pedals and I was a bit scared. I had been practicing a little with my pedals and shoes on my Spin Bike and thought I should just get on and go. The ride was very scenic (I live in a beautiful Bulli NSW) and I rode most of the way with the beach beside me and some awesome music in my ears. 1 minor downfall to riding by the beach is the wind and I was riding straight into it. I sucked it up and tried to pick up my pace. I estimated the ride was about 20k but it turned out to be almost 24k. On the final stretch and I mean with less than 1k to go, I had to cross over Railway lines and opted to take the pedestrian path, well I didn’t realise that the pedestrian access has a chicane that is not very bicycle friendly and I hit a really tight curve just a bit too fast and tried to reach out and grab the railing to stop myself from falling. EPIC FAIL I stacked it and fell sideways off my bike landing on my butt (plenty of padding there), my elbow and gave my head a good whack on the ground, thankfully with my helmet on. As I fell my feet unclipped from the pedals, so I quickly scooped myself up, looked around, phew nobody saw me, not a car in sight, then I freaked out OMG there was no cars in sight and nobody saw me, what if I was more seriously injured. Anyway very luckily that was not the case, so I jumped back on and cycled to my final destination. Bruised elbow, bruised ego and cracked helmet (better than a cracked head).

My fractured Helmet – I’m so lucky it was the helmet and not my head.

As if that was not enough for one day I did another stint in the garden, planting more vegies with Miss 3 helping me water them in and hosing me in the process, she gets such a buzz from my screams.

So there was my Boom Crash Bang day and relatively good week of training considering the stuffed up nose I had.

* Sidenote: I woke up a bit stiff and sore today (Monday), I can feel a trip to the Chiro coming this week


I did it I did it, I completed my first Triathlon, here is my story.

The 2 nights leading up to my Triathlon I had great difficulty sleeping. If I woke up in the middle of the night, either of my own accord or by Miss “Almost 3”, I would have great trouble getting back to sleep. I had so much doubt in my mind. Would I be able to do it? What if something went wrong? Will my ankle hold up? Will I look fat in Lycra? Well I know the answer to that last 1 is “yes” but I had to ask the question.

The picture I was reluctant to publish, but this is me wearing Lycra. The suit was really good for the event, just not good for hiding the lumps and bumps.

To de-stress a little I arranged for Miss “Almost 3” to go to my Brother’s on Friday night for a sleep over with her 3 cousins, whilst hubby and I got a hotel room right where the triathlon was being held, walking distance. We had a very rare relaxing grown-up meal and I was alcohol free and in bed early.I got organised early and headed off to the marshalling area, as I was walking over I saw the start of the kids (under 10yrs) Fun Run 1k event, I was so inspired by the kids, 1 little girl was either exhausted or scared running towards the crowd and the Event Marshalls got her moving and helped her and it brought a tear to my eye and a giant cheer from the crowd.

All set up for transitions before the event.

It was a bit daunting not knowing what to expect with my first Triathlon; however once in the arena the organisers were very helpful and guided me to where I had to go. There were over 700 competitors in the Long Course event which involved 300m swim, 9k cycle and 3k run. What amazed me was that there were all shapes and sizes ages and abilities and to be honest there were some quite large ladies. Before the event I asked Hubby what he was going to yell out to cheer me on and he said “Run Fatty” which I thought was amusing, however once I saw the variety of competitors we both agreed this may not go down well.

With my Facebook friend Christine who I only met IRL a few months ago because of our like-minded goal of doing a Triathlons.

I was very pleased to run into a friend of mine who I met IRL a few months ago from a Facebook Group so we stuck together and headed to the briefing poolside. The swim was in an Olympic pool, zig zagging around buoys to complete 300m, at the start you could dive off the side of the pool, it was staggered at 2 second intervals however once in the pool everyone seemed to bunch up, the water was really choppy. Before I got in I noticed that plenty of people were doing breast stroke, back stroke and doggy paddle and some even stopped at each end to catch their breath. I don’t propose to be a great swimmer however I managed to mostly keep my head down and did freestyle the entire way, even though I was very slow, I was happy with my result when I got out.

Pounding out the swim.

I had no real plan of attack, however once I got out of the pool everyone was walking to the transition area, I decided there would be no harm in running a bit, so I got moving and ran what felt like an eternity to get on my bike. The bike leg is my favourite, I feel like it is more of a cruise, with more of a muscle burn than a lung burn. The first lap of the circuit my legs felt like concrete stumps struggling to get moving after the swim but the final 2 laps of the course I felt better. The weather was a bit drizzly so I was really really careful on the corners not to wipe-out. I really enjoyed the cycle.

Exiting the bike leg to hit the run.
Oh look I’m winning ………….. oh no I’m not, but I am still smiling.

I jogged my bike back off the road and parked it ready for my nemesis “running” leg. Because of my sprained ankle I had not run for 4 weeks until 3 days before the event so my running fitness was not as good as it should have been. I took the extra second to put on my Lorna Jane sweatband “Never Give Up”; it is funny how looking at that can truly inspire you. The first part of the run leg was horrendous, straight up a long gradual hill, legs still getting the hang of running after the cycling. I wanted to quit almost straight away, I just thought to myself, don’t keep up with everyone else and I shuffled along at my own pace. I had to tell myself I could do this, the first 1.5k just felt so long, but when I hit the turn-around I was a relieved to know it was half over and managed to find a spring in my step for the last half. I ran most of the way, only a few walk steps after the water table to have a quick drink and about 20 steps up a hill near the end, I picked up the pace again to run up the long gradual hill which was just before running back into the Athletic Centre where the finish line was, it felt like I was finishing a marathon, running down the straight of the athletics track towards the finish line, once I shuffled into the arena I had my trainers voice in my head which said, “leave nothing in the tank” I sprinted the last 150m to the finish line, even overtook some people.

Sprinting down the home straight.

I freakin’ finished, I was still in disbelief that I had done it. I was a little teary after the finish until I found hubby and gave him a big cuddle (he gives great hugs).

To be honest when I got the idea in my head earlier this year to try to do a Triathlon I had so much doubt I never really thought I would do it and I seemed to have a stack of obstacles thrown at me in the last few months, with a never-ending cough, full on sickness, 2 funerals with friends and family, hubby away for a few weeks and a badly sprained ankle, I think these things were sent to test my dedication.  Once I registered for the event I was not going to let myself down.

I am pretty pleased and surprised with myself for finishing and now I know I could probably push myself a bit harder next time.

Finished and pretty proud of myself.

 Update 9 Oct 2012 – So the results are in for the Triathlon Pink I came 681 position out of 774 competitors in the Long Course with a time of 1:09.57, pretty happy with that, I achieved my goal of not coming last, woohoo.

The Week that Was #6 – Vague

I’ve had such a mixed up week, I don’t know what I have done. Let me think.

Monday night I did my normal PT session, a hard interval row 6x 1 minute rows going as hard as you can with 45 second rest in between, it doesn’t sound too hard but I dare you to try it.

Tuesday I went to the gym to do my new weights program that has been set for me, 12-15 reps x 3 sets only a 3-5 second rest in between. It was hard at the time but I felt strong afterwards.

A recent family pic with Nanna Nanna on her 89th Birthday.

Wednesday I had no intention of exercising as we had the funeral of Nanna Nanna, it was a lovely service and great to hear more about her life. Such a talented woman she will be missed.

Thursday I had arranged with another Mothers Group friend to do some babysitting swapsie’s so we could both do some Tri training. So she brought her 2 girls over and took off for a cycle and then she came back and I took off and did the same, such a great idea given that I was still living the single mum life with Hubby being away. I was then inspired to improve my cycling and headed off to the bike shop to check-out getting clip-in shoes and pedals and I also needed to get a new colour coordinating helmet (gotta look the part), so I found all of these things and then just happened to ask if they had a Tri-suit, you know a flattering Onesie made entirely of Lycra, well they were having a clearance of these and managed to pick 1 up cheaper than I had seen anywhere at cost price (apparently). So, an expensive little jaunt, but not as bad as I was expecting.

Friday Miss “Almost 3” woke up with a terrible cough, which I had noticed she had during the night, so took her for a trip to the medical centre for a check-up, not much they could do for her, just 1 dose of Steroid meds to try and clear it up quicker. No time for a workout before or after work.

Saturday (yesterday) can’t remember what I did but pretty sure there was no exercise involved. Oh hang on, I put my new cycling pedals and shoes onto my Spin bike and had a bit of a spin (not a workout tho) and practiced the clipping and unclipping, I was really bad at it, so there will be a lot more practice and adjusting before I put these on my bike and hit the road.

Sunday (today) I was soooo looking forward to hubby arriving home and was at the airport by 6.30am uggghh, hate the early morning flights, he arrived back safely but was sick and tired so went off to have a nap as soon as we walked through the door. I was going to venture to the Gym with Miss “Almost 3” but she was sooooo feral today I just thought it would be a waste of time. By the time she collapsed on the lounge at 7.30pm I was too tired to even consider doing anything, but I have big things planned for tomorrow’s public holiday.

Goal for this week is to keep up the better food choices and do regular light workouts leading up to the big event on Satuday, my first Triathlon, eeeek, freaking out now, countdown is going too quick.

Weigh-in Week #5

A good weigh-in this week, so good in fact that I got on the scales 3 times to make sure, sometimes when I do this my scales change by a few grams but this week my scales stood solid with a nice loss.

105.1kg (231.7lb) A loss of 1.4kgs (3lb)



The Week that Was #5 – Ups and Downs

Monday night I did a cracking pace at my regular PT session with my indoor rowing training, 6k in 28mins, equal to my best.

Tuesday hubby left to go OS for 12 days providing me with some single mum challenges, how do they do it, my goal was to get Miss “Almost 3” into bed at a reasonable hour and do a workout at home – never happened. Since she has been sick she is out of whack with her sleeping and my normal 7.30-8.00pm bedtime has blown out to 9.00pm, time to rectify that quick smart.

Wednesday was a sad day, my friends’ husband’s funeral, I felt for her and the kids, he was a very popular and loved man based on the turnout. In her true kind hearted way she was consoling the congregation and she did an amazing job honouring him with her eulogy and photo slideshow.

Thursday I had all good intentions to do a workout but received a call from my MIL to say that Nanna Nanna (her mother) was not in a good way, she had been in hospital for a few days and been up and down with her health over the last few years. So I took Miss “Almost 3” to basically say our farewell, very sad to see her like that. (She passed away on Sat night, a fighter to the end). RIP Nanna Nanna.

Friday I did the evil thing and woke Miss “Almost 3” before 7am*, dressed her and put her in the car and she was basically still asleep until half way to Daycare, all so I could go for a swim and still be at work at a reasonable hour. I wanted to get in and do 300m straight away to see how it would feel for the Triathlon, felt pretty good. Also had a physio appointment to treat the sprained ankle and get it strapped up, seems to be getting better, but still no running.
*(Does anyone else do selfish things like waking their children to get in some exercise?)

Saturday I dressed in my workout wear from the time I got up and still had not managed to do anything by 12noon, so I decided to go shopping, to a local Active Wear store LokaMo were having a sale, I tried on a few things and bought an inspiration top (a little too small but I loved it), quick trip to the fruit shop and the butcher on the way home and then I tried to get Miss “Almost 3” to sleep in the car, the only way I can get her to have a day sleep is to drive her around til she falls asleep, I gave up after 20mins, how much petrol can 1 use on such an expedition. So I decided to try working out at home whilst she was awake and I dragged the Spin Bike out under the awning so she could play in the yard, my little helper wanted to keep looking at the TV ie the screen on the spin bike, then she got her little fingers onto the buttons and reset it so I lost who-knows how many k’s that I had already done. Anyway a few more interruptions to the workout, lots of whinging (not from me) and I managed to finish around 20mins and 10k plus the reset amount. Whilst spinning away I looked at the pants I was wearing and realised I had put them on inside out after my shopping, oops, so here I was wandering around town looking a wee bit special.

Today (Sunday) was my Aunty’s 60th Birthday party lunch, Miss “Almost 3” and I headed off. As per usual parties are such a tough gig to keep on track with healthy eating. I nibbled so much I wasn’t hungry by the time lunch was served, but not wanting to look rude I ate a bit anyway and then there was the cake and chocolates. Horrendous day of food really and I had a couple of cans of coke to wash it all down.

I must say I have been happy with the amount of exercise I have gotten done being like a single mum, I have teetered on the edge of not exercising on every occassion this week, but thought I would really regret it later.

My goal for this week is to keep up with my exercise and stay on track with food for 7 whole days, no free day/meal for me, because honestly I don’t deserve it.

The Week That Was #4 – Binge and Whinge

So after last week and the sprained ankle which started a downward spiral of bad eating, I had a few emotional days leading up to Monday 10 September which would have been my niece’s 16th birthday, she passed away just over 14 years ago to SIDS before her 2ndbirthday. Also on Monday which I believe was Suicide Awareness day a dear friend of mine lost her husband to suicide, this was really hard to comprehend, I did not know her husband very well but to think of her and her 2 young boys just crushed me along with everyone else who knows her. It also brought back memories of about 10 years ago when my cousin committed suicide in the same way as my friends’ husband.

Thinking of my friend and her recent loss.

I know bad things happen and that is something we can’t control but turning to food seems to have always been my drug of choice and a bit of alcohol which then makes me more emotional.

It makes me sad and sad makes me lethargic, which makes me idle and therefore not prepare good food and I order take-away, go to drive-thru’s and/or eat junk. My self-control (which was limited to begin with) falls off the proverbial wagon.

I tried to continue with my workouts as this does help my mental state but only managed a few light workouts due to my ankle, which is still getting me down because all I really want to do is run (I never thought I would say that out loud “EVER”).

A friend of mine called me when I was on the exit of a drive-thru this week and said, STOP, what are you doing, don’t undo all the good you have done, this made me stop and think. So thanks for that wake-up call.

I also had a weekend away with the girls Scrapbooking, which is always a weight-loss challenge sitting for long periods of time and nibbling all day. I had to cut my weekend short and come home as Miss 2.75 had a vomiting bug, which Hubby managed to keep under control most of Saturday but by the afternoon he was a little frantic and rightfully concerned and suggested I come home, which I am glad I did. We got the Doc to come out and see her, but as we suspected not much can be done so it was just a little bit of over the counter medication and some hydrating ice-blocks which she still didn’t manage to keep down. Sunday saw a big improvement with only 1 bout of vomiting to contend with and she kept down some crackers with Vegemite.

So overall an emotionally draining week.

I have given myself an upper-cut in relation to food and even though I said it almost every day last week, I am going to get myself back on track Monday and use my friend My Fitness Pal keeping a food diary really does keep it real.

Weigh-In Week #3

So today’s weigh-in was not good and I know the reasons why. I was going to lie to everyone and say I was away from my scales and could you please call back later, because I suspected from my obsessive compulsive scale riding that it was not going to be good, so here it is for all the world to see.

106.6kg (235lb)
A gain of 0.4kgs (0.88lb)

What am I going to do now? Pick my self up from a miserable week, stop comfort eating and get back on the wagon.