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Downward dog and other resolutions

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Downward dog and other resolutions

I’m not a big believer in resolutions. Being of the “I’m totally focusing on this one thing. OOOHHH SHINY. I’m totally only focusing on the shiny” school of commitment, the role resolutions play in my life is the part of “something to be ignored”. However, I was in the pool trying to dodge the rudder […]

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The chase to beat chafe

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The chase to beat chafe

It’s summer, and therefore, it’s time for my obligatory post bemoaning the effects of chafe. Because I have been suffering. Oh yes indeedy. I found this picture on Google (see below) showing the zones – not erogenous zones – no need to look away. And realised, at least in my experience, it’s dismally inadequate in […]

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Is this a meltdown or just melting?

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Is this a meltdown or just melting?

So here I am, finally. Almost 3 months after my last post, on a break from work and with time to blog. But with nothing to say. Or possibly too much to say. Probably the latter. We’re about 2.5 weeks out from the Cadbury Marathon in Hobart, and I am feeling absolutely terrified. I am […]

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Comrades: Where to Start?

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Comrades: Where to Start?

Where to start? Where to start? That is the question. I have this familiar feeling. I’m out of my depth and floundering. I shouldn’t be here. I feel like an imposter. You might know it, too: imposter syndrome. It creeps up on you holding a wet fish and whacks you round the chops before a […]

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The Joy of Breaststroke: tri just got raunchy

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The Joy of Breaststroke: tri just got raunchy

As you know, despite best efforts, I can’t get the Grumpster interested in triathlon. He doesn’t have a bike, he ran his first parkrun and promptly put his back out, and he flat refuses to swim. Apparently, he can drown with even more alacrity than me. But I’ve noticed his eyes light up recently when […]

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Strava. Did you say stalker?

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Strava. Did you say stalker?

Strava came up in conversation today. Over a very well-deserved breakfast. (Which, incidentally, was delicious). Following my epiphany about training, the one about perfection, I embraced the inner turtle, which meant I trained today! It’s like a miracle. So, there we were, sitting around in a caff in Nundah, having cycled, swum, cycled, run. In a […]

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The Perfectionist Lurking Within

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The Perfectionist Lurking Within

Perfectionist? Me? I had an odd realisation last week. Odd, because I am many things: a mother, a wife, someone who converses with animals like they truly understand, a very occasional blogger, a procrastinator, an undomesticated non-goddess – to name but a few. Perfectionist is not something I would have thought to throw into the […]

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Less is more: Mooloolaba Triathlon Race Report

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Less is more: Mooloolaba Triathlon Race Report

Ah Mooloolaba – the Loo with a View. What a day we had. A day where my race went down the toilet. A day of lessons. And the lesson I learned was that if anyone tells you “less is more”, don’t believe them. I did less training (at least in the last 4 weeks of […]

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Gatorade QTS 7 Race Report – Raby Bay

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Gatorade QTS 7 Race Report – Raby Bay

Raby Baby 4:15am is a ridiculous time of day. Particularly on a Sunday. It’s ridiculous if you’re conscious, at least. If you’re not conscious, then you are in the lucky position of not having to assess the ridiculousness of 4:15am. You are being sensible and sleeping, and you can remain in that state for several more […]

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Blue Tape Focus

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Blue Tape Focus

Two unusual things about this weekend: I was on the telly last night. And I’m going to participate in a triathlon tomorrow. #Truefacts. Oh, and I’m blogging. But that’s more an aberration than merely unusual. (Sorry Emma). Blogging focus of late = nil. Training focus of late = not much better. Focus on muscular thighs […]

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