Monday, December 29, 2008

Get your nose running

I think I'm getting sick but the stupid cold or whatever it is seems to be taking it's sweet time getting here. On Friday I went for a run in the rain/wind/cold and really struggled to finish it. Only the new Garmin 305 on my wrist got me through 3.5 miles of running (I am a slave to data).

Then on Saturday I swam and went home with a headache and all over body pain. Sunday, I didn't get out of bed until noon, then I cooked a turkey dinner and went for a walk so I did regain some energy but my legs were still heavy. Monday I woke up with a dry throat and could barely get out of bed for work. I wish my body would make up it's mind: sick or not sick!?!

I'm going to do a short swim today and see if that gets this illness moving. I read that chicken soup is good for colds because it makes your nose run. Well swimming makes my nose run more than any any other activity so it's worth a try.

I missed my long run and a ride on the trainer this weekend so here are my abbreviate totals for last week's workouts:

Swim 2:25 (6500 yards)
Bike 0:30 (8 miles)
Run 1:04 (6.5 miles)
Walk 2:15 (9.6 miles)
Total: 6:19 (27.8 miles)

Wish me luck on getting sick or not!

Friday, December 26, 2008

My husband may never speak to me again

Happy holidays! This was the first year we have been able to spend some money for the holidays so my hubby isn't in the dog house. Bill bought me a Garmin Forerunner 305 so I can track my every move (SWEET!!!) and put all the data on spreadsheets. I had to go run in the rain today to test it out and it's everything I dreamed it would be. It tells you your heart rate, speed, distance and time. When I got home I was able to connect the watch to my computer and it showed the route I ran, average pace and speed, how many calories burned, and displayed it all on a cool map and chart. Very very excellent. Although it did confirm that I am in fact running quite slow right now.

Bill made another brilliant move and took Sunny to the shoe store so she could show him some boots I tried on last week. I am now the very proud owner of a pair of black leather high heeled boots (Dansko's for the shoe people out there) and I now have to plan my entire wardrobe around my new boots. Perhaps my entire life will have to be reconsidered. Could be interesting!

Bill received an iPod touch from Santa and he may never speak to me again. He spent most of the day with ear phones on listening to Pandora (internet radio) while cleaning the garage. If he stays out there for the rest of the winter I may start taking it personally.
We made breakfast with Heather, Jim, and Sunny on Christmas morning and then played cards and took a dog walk. In the evening we had dinner with our granola friends so we spent most of the day socializing and eating. I didn't enjoy putting on jeans today!!!

Public service message: do not go see the movie "Marley and Me" unless you are in the mood to cry. Seriously. I have never heard so many sniffles in a movie theater in my entire life. So depressing, not a good holiday movie.

Hope all is well with you and your family this holiday season.

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

The Mr. Flex Show

Bill ordered some new tires for the Jeep over the phone and when we picked them up yesterday I noticed they wrote his last name down as "Flex" (our last name if Fleck) and it totally cracked me up. Mr. Flex does like to put on a show when he takes his t-shirt off, the show occurs nightly, come on over and check it out! It's a like a compulsion, as the shirt comes off the flexing begins.

Besides laughing at (I mean with) my husband I've been busying rearranging holiday travel plans. We were supposed to drive to Spokane WA for the holidays but the roads are a nightmare from Portland all the way to eastern WA. It looks like we'll be staying home for the holidays and making the drive to Spokane in a few weeks when this winter weather clears.

We bought a turkey and a ham last night so I will be cooking a feast for Bill and the animals on Christmas day. I think a trail run or some mountain biking (on fire roads) is in order this weekend. Maybe hit the post-holiday sales. We'll make do and connect with family later. I think my mom will take it the hardest although my sister really likes her presents so I better not delay too long. My sister is 9 years younger than I am and three times as spoiled. I contribute to the spoiling of course. Mr. Flex counteracts the spoiling by giving her a hard time and doing things like giving her quarters. She takes the quarters by the way, with a smile.

Monday, December 22, 2008


On Sunday I had a hard time getting through a relatively easy swim workout, my neck and shoulders were sore from making cookies and wrapping presents and by the end of the swim I had a headache. I tried to ask Bill to go for a run with me after and he turned to me and said, "You are over doing it." So instead of running, I took a nap with the dog while it poured rain outside. Heaven!

So minus one run, here are my weekly totals from last week:

Times H:MM
Swim 2:30 (6,400 yards)
Bike 2:30 (35 miles)
Run 1:45 (10.5 miles)
Walk 1:50 (8.4 miles)
Total: 8:15 (57.5 miles)

Friday night I rode the bike trainer for 40 minutes and then ran 40 minutes, I think that was my first triathlon type workout in months. Kind of exciting. If you are wondering why, all of the sudden, I'm working out again, the reason is simple and complicated. I'm surprised and sad to still not be pregnant. After miscarrying a year ago I had hoped to be pregnant by now. I'm planning to go to a reproductive endocrinologist next year to see if they can find a reason and help us. It will be an expensive and emotional journey (insurance only covers half and we have to go to Portland to see these types of doctors) so I need to prepare myself for that.

Bill signed up for Ironman Cozumel for November 2009 and I would like to go with him and that means not giving birth around that time so we are taking a chemical and mental break from trying for the next several months. If I happen to get pregnant during that time, we will revise our plans and we will be greatly relieved and excited. I hope with all of my heart that it happens but I don't expect it to.

In the interim, I plan to train for some sprint triathlons in the early season (April and May) and attend triathlon camp in April. Bill will (hopefully) ramp up his training and we will sufficiently distract ourselves for a while. I have a deal with Bill that I will not let my weight get below 140 pounds since I tend to have problems with my cycle when I am at race weight (130 and less). So no dieting for me and no long training. I will also not do any super hard workouts that exhaust me and I plan to slowly build my training so I don't hurt myself.

Right now, I focus on the positive, good health and the ability to lead a nice lifestyle. There are things beyond my control and I'm living with it the best way I can.

Friday, December 19, 2008

Swim progress?

I swam a 500 last night and it wasn't horrible. I have a history of terrible 500s--I crack when I try to swim this distance. I'm not a great swimmer in the first place and I can't put in too many yards because I have a bulging disc, arthritis, and a little thoracic outlet problem (loss of strength into my right arm). I know, you're thinking, "Is that all that's wrong with her?" I have a curvature in my upper spine that causes problems.

Excuses aside, I mentally crack quite frequently in swimming. Here is a short history of my 500 times:

4/11/2002 0:10:06
7/9/2002 0:09:34
3/9/2003 0:08:52
3/1/2004 0:08:20
5/26/2004 0:08:10
9/21/2005 0:08:00
7/30/2008 0:08:08
12/18/2008 0:07:50

There are no times for 2006 - 2007 because I traumatized my neck skiing so I took it easy for a while and didn't bother swimming 500 for time. My time last night was an improvement, obviously, but I have a sense that I can go faster. In swim practice I swim 100s in 1:30 repeatedly (not on the 1:30 but total time 1:30) and it feels like that is 70-80% effort. I don't understand why I can't repeat that pace for a 500 and swim 7:30. Bill watched my last 50 last night and said my turnover slowed quite a bit.

My plan is to work on going hard on the last 25 of 100s and 200s and see what I can do in January. I smell a 7:30 and it smells good. Real good. Or maybe that's cookies again.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

We're pretty tough around here but...

If some stupid person (me) puts a decorative pillow right in the spot where you like to nap, just scooch your butt under the pillow and pass out. Stupid throw pillows!

If the neighbors put up elaborate holiday lighting displays just drop some dough at Costco and get the hubby to install fancy solar powered snow men whilst wearing his PJs.

If it's dark outside and there is still ice and snow on the sidewalks... your husband is out of town and it's pouring rain and windy and the dog is DEMANDING to be walked, just put on your biggest coat and boots and start walking. Freaking athletic dog.

If the office ladies are bringing in holiday cookies everyday and you are afraid your rear end is going to turn into the shape of your desk chair then start baking for yourself! Resistance is futile! Hot cocoa spiked with Bailey's Irish Cream is also very helpful.

If it starts snowing like a snow explosion right before the lunch hour at work then stay where you are and go swimming later! Or not! I'm tough but I don't live in Alaska for a reason.

I had a tough week this week, Bill was out of town and we had bad weather. I kept it all together for the most part until the dog insisted on being walked in the middle of a winter storm last night. Our regular walk took 35 minutes (10 minutes longer) due to ice on the sidewalk and by the time I got home my quads were ice cubes. I had to go run on the treadmill so I drove the 3 blocks to our community gym. There was an older gentleman in there walking on a treadmill and he had the TV on the Golf channel. What luck for me! Running on a treadmill and GOLF! I managed 35 minutes and I don't know if I'll ever recover.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Chili stains on my swim suit

GROSSER THAN GROSS! I was in a hurry this morning and grabbed some left over chili for lunch, threw it in my bag with my swimming suit and headed out for work. By the time I got to work a spicy smell was coming from my bag and my purple suit had brown spots all over it. I swear that's why there are spots on it! Anybody want a used swimming suit with brown stains all over it? Yeah, me either.

Our weather situation is complete junk. It rained on Sunday, then started snowing over night. We woke up to snow covering a sheet of ice which was sketchy for driving and walking. Today the sun has come out and so some of the snow and ice has melted except in the areas that the sun hasn't reached and it's a block of ice every where else. Tomorrow it's supposed to snow and/or rain and the same thing on Thursday. I don't think the ice is going away anytime soon which puts a major damper on outdoor running.

Sounds like a great time to get on the bike trainer... ugh.

Monday, December 15, 2008

A Different Type of Ball

I was supposed to go out on Saturday night to the "Non-President's Ball" (long story but basically you wear goofy old formal wear to the local crap bar) but instead I stayed home and Sunny and I made chocolate peanut butter balls. I spent all day Saturday crafting with the ladies and I was too tired to hit the dance floor. I'm old and I know it!

I totally fell off the bike trainer wagon last week and we now have a good amount of snow on the ground so I better get on it this week. Last week's totals:

Times H:MM
Swim 2:15 (5,300 yards)
Bike 0:35 (9.0 miles)
Run 1:95 (9.7 miles)
Walk 2:05 (10.0 miles)
Total: 6:00 (31.7 miles)

Worse than last week, not a good trend. If I keep making holiday cookies then it's really going to get ugly. Tonight I have a date with the bike trainer. No excuses.

I'll try to blog more this week since I'll be hovering under blankets with the animals. Our forecast for this week is highs in the 30s and snow. BRRRRRRR.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Take your beans and your popcorn and leave me alone people

One of my friends from project management class was visiting Corvallis these past few days so I was busy dragging her around town and taking her on dog walks. She didn't look scarred from the experience so I think it worked out A-OK. I was sharing with her that I am turning into my mother at work and that it was starting to bother me. When I would visit my mom at her office, there would always be a line at her door, people waiting to talk to her because it made them feel better. I think this is a great asset to any office, people need to be listened to, but that person should not be me. I have tried to take the role as the eccentric computer person that no one really understands, it doesn't seem to be working.

Lately people have been coming into my office, spilling their beans, and then walking away with a smile. G D it. I am not my mother people!

My friend said she couldn't believe that--in class I was assertive and even told off a person in our group that tried to walk all over her. One of our tasks was to build the highest structure we could with tinker toys, we had 2 minutes to plan via discussion, without touching the toys, and then one minute to assemble the structure without talking. She volunteered to be the leader because she had an idea in mind. Within 15 seconds this older gentlemen started talking over her and tried to take over.

This made me angry. Why would you vote for a leader and then instantly try to take over? So I told him to listen to her and let her lead. We didn't win that round but we won the next round when everyone listened to her without interrupting.

I think this is the reason people tell me their problems, they think I'll yell at the old guy to shut the heck up and let them do their job. This is not true, unless you consider my husband the old guy. He's older than me so that works. But I'm not going to the boss and I am about to start closing my door so people will quit confessing to me. Besides, somebody keeps burning popcorn in the kitchen and it stinks beyond belief. I'll put a sign on my door "Popcorn Smell Free Zone" and maybe people will get the hint. Or I'll come in and a nice bag of burned popcorn will be hiding in my desk.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Oh Fudge

The ladies in the office have started to bring in their holiday baking results. I started working out more last week to help combat the holiday bulge. I guess fudge is my new recovery nutrition since I seem to be eating it after swimming and running.

Slowtwitch came out with a free online training log so I started entering my workouts into the web site for motivation last week. Bill made fun of me for entering in "walking" but I walk almost every evening for 20-30 minutes and it's exercise so it's going on my workout log. Plus, he whines about how fast and how far we walk so it counts. Sunny whines when she goes too and it amuses me greatly that these two athletic types can't handle an evening walk with me without whimpering. I think walking after eating dinner aids in digestion and prepares the body for dessert. :)

Times below are h:mm
bike 1:55 (30 mi)
swim 2:10 (5,700 yards)
run 1:35 (9.3 mi)
walk 2:25 (10 mi)
Total 8:5 (52.5 mi)

My goal right now is to keep up swimming without injuring myself and to start back with running, without injuring myself. Biking will have to be a goal for a later and warmer time.

It's supposed to snow here on Sunday and snow intermittently throughout next week so let me be the first to say "BRRRRRRRR!" The bike trainer rides will *suck* and I've given up on the test saddle I had from (Adamo) so I'm looking forward to a numb brain and other numbness which shall not be named.

Monday, December 08, 2008

Weekend update

The swim meet on Friday was fun, but I did not get to swim much, only the relays and 50 free (a 2 second PR for me 33 seconds). There were so many people there that most of us only got to swim one event. We have part 2 of the swim meet this Friday, hopefully I'll get to swim more but I hope it isn't the 100 fly. Friday night Bill and I attended the holiday work party at the local country club for my job. Bill made a scene during the white elephant gift exchange, pretending to run out of the room when he unwrapped a porcelain baking dish. After the party, Bill hosted his buddies at our house for poker. I stayed upstairs and put in ear plugs which only muted the loud shouts when someone had a good hand. Bill didn't make it to bed until 3am.

Before I went to bed I put some cookies on a plate for the guys and Bill said, "Don't put those out yet, we'll eat pretzels first."

So I told the guys, "There are cookies on the stove, please help yourselves to them."

One of the guys spent way too long at happy hour earlier that evening and said, in a childlike voice... "Why would you make us cookies and not give them to us?" I almost teared up over the sadness in his eyes, it was terrible. This same guy was over on Sunday night and I made cocoa which he wouldn't stop raving about, I think he needs a girlfriend, the poor guy has been single too long.

ANYWAY! On Saturday I took photos of my hottie friend Amanda sporting tribabe apparel. She was an awesome model and I tried to take her for a beer after the photo shoot but I had no money so she had to buy. I will be taking her out very soon before she realizes what a pain the butt I am! I will be updating with new products and photos of A today!

On Sunday, we had our friend Samara over to decorate the Christmas tree and then friends joined us later for dinner. Bill put up a smaller tree for our younger friend Zoey to decorate, so we are doing well on decorating now. It was a really nice evening and our tree looks great. I wish the weekend would have been longer but I'm happy the holidays are here! Now for the million things to do during the holiday season...!

Thursday, December 04, 2008

Farrah hairrah

Maggs commented that she wanted to see Farrah hair so here is my Farrah hairdo this morning. Obviously I need a hair cut and more sleep (hello bags under the eyes). I woke up very shortly after this photos because it was 35 degrees this morning for the bike commute. Brrrrrr! My quads were pink and half frozen by the time I got to work but hey, I had Farrah Hairrah so who cares!

I'm hoping to take some more photos this weekend of new products for Right now the only photos we have are of me and they are OK but I know I'm not a model. It's slightly horrifying to see photos of myself and it would be nice to not be horrified when I go to my web store. Bill is next for the photoshoot and then my hottie friend Amanda on Saturday. I will post photos as we take them, I might have to do a few more of myself with Farrah hair, just so I can remember that one week I had hair like Farrah.

Tomorrow is part one of a two part swim meet. I will try to talk my team into letting me do 50 free and 100 IM (reverse order). We have to participate in the team medley relay relay (25 yards ea. swimmer) and team free relay (50 yards each swimmer). On Wednesday I swam a 1:13 for 100 free so I *might* be making progress in swimming, I think that's my fastest time ever. I dove off the blocks and Bill swam off the wall and I was leading him at the first 25. Too bad there was 75 more to swim and I completely died on the last 25. Oops! The filter on the pool was broken Wednesday so I really hope it's fixed and we get to swim. I'll report back after the meet. Bill will be swimming against some girls who were former OSU swimmers, who do you think I'll be rooting for?

Wednesday, December 03, 2008

Eccentric bike lady

I wanted to bike commute to work this morning but Bill locked our commuter bikes together while we were out of town and he couldn't find the key. He got my mountain bike down and off I went but I didn't have a lock so I drug the bike into my office and tried to hide it. Of course, office mates noticed, just like they noticed when I brought it my triathlon bike (no way I'm locking that outside) and commuter bike when I forgot my lock.

I'm pretty sure that raised eyebrow look I get is reflecting their thoughts that I am a frivolous, exercise obsessed, money wasting goof ball that needs to get busy having babies and quit worrying about exercise. I can't say I disagree, I'm trying! It makes no sense to try to explain these things to people though, that I ride mostly entry level bikes, that I need different bikes for different sports, that I love bike commuting because I freaking hate driving. I will just be the eccentric bike lady in the office. Things could be worse.

Something potentially, worse: I started curling my hair ala Farrah Fawcett lately (still wearing undergarments however) for something different to do with my hair. It's kind of fun, I'll give it this week and then it will be back to pony tails. Having big hair does make me want to wear high heels for some reason but THAT will not happen. Too clutzy. I would like a drunk FF wannabe. Which is better/worse: bike lady or drunk Farrah. Oh the choices to be made in the off season!

Monday, December 01, 2008

Arizona to Oregon

Our drive home from Phoenix was nice but in the back of my mind I wanted to get home and get back into the swing of things. We left Phoenix Friday around 10 am and drove north to Sedona AZ. The red rocks were stunning but I was disappointed to see this area developed, it should be a national park and home owners and businesses should be on the peripheral, not in the middle of the scenic beauty. My opinion on the matter, but it does make me even more grateful for the strict land use laws in Oregon.

Next we drove west to Las Vegas and stayed with a friend. We were too tired to hit the casinos this time but Bill keeps talking about racing Silverman triathlon in this area so I think we'll be back.

Saturday we drove north to Reno, people complain about this drive but I think it could be much worse. We almost ran out of gas on the way, we weren't able to predict the gas mileage in the Prius and one of the towns we counted on for gas was completed shut down. We asked the local sheriff why the gas station was closed and he said something about the owners being Jewish and then he offered to follow us to the next town in case we ran out of gas. It was very Tommy Lee Jones in No Country for Old Men. We made it without being tracked down like dogs by drug dealers. We got to Reno in time to hit the Sierra Trading Post Outlet 30% off sale (hello new running shoes!) and then to watch the Beavers get trounced by the Ducks in football. Bitterly disappointing! We stayed at the Motel 6 in Reno (dogs are free there) and woke up early to drive the final 10 hours home. Long weekend!

I love coming home as much as I love traveling so I think I'm doing something right with my life. More photos from our trip in my smugmug gallery.

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Happy Thanksgiving

My attempt to make my mom's pumpkin rolls was not a gigantic hit but no one was truly harmed in the process so alls well that ends well. My husband seems to genuinely enjoy taking photos of me doing stupid things, I'm not sure if that's good or not.

We had a lovely holiday with Bill's family here in Phoenix, we spent the day relaxing with his parents and then the evening having dinner at his brother's house. The food was excellent and the kids had fun playing with our dog Marshall. We witnessed a rare hail storm here in Phoenix, it was impressive, and the kids convinced Marshall dog that the hail was something special so they kept feeding it to him.

Tomorrow we are driving north to Sedona and Flaggstaff for a hike and then ending up in Las Vegas to stay with a friend. The Grizwalds are visiting their daughter and her family there so we are planning a pitstop to see them and crash on their couch. On Saturday we will likely drive north through Nevada and stay over somewhere near Reno before heading home to Corvallis on Sunday. We will miss the Civil War game so GO BEAVERS! everybody root for OSU for us. I think we are sleeping in the Prius on Saturday so this will probably be my last blog post before we get home. Happy thanksgiving and don't do too many sit-ups if you are feeling guilty about the extra servings!

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Pitstop at Trisports

This post is for the trigeeks who read this blog, the relevance may be lost on non-geeks. Apologies to you, but take comfort if you don't get it, then you are not a geek!

Bill and I hauled our triathlon bikes down to Tucson to visit Trisports, a triathlon retailer that has a strong web store and an excellent store front in Tucson. I set up a bike fitting appointment with Mark Walls at Trisports hoping he could enlighten us on fit issues and make some changes for both Bill and I since we each have challenges with our bike fit. Mark is a friendly, laid back type and is a good listener, all things that make him great at customer service. It didn't take him long to figure out that I am messed up (hello?!) and in need of assistance.

The bottom line for me is I have long, man-length legs, and a short upper body. I do not fit properly on my low end triathlon bike and I would do much better on a custom bike. Ka-ching. $$$ Since I'm not racing much right now, that isn't going to happen, so we compromised by moving the aerobars and lifting my saddle quite a bit. He has me sitting farther forward and advised me to strengthen my core, he must have seen the jelly roll that has attached itself to my stomach area. I ended up with new bike shoes, since the SIDIs I've been riding on for 5 years are too small and cause occasional foot numbing, and a demo saddle to test out for the other type of numbing. I think Mark spent close to two hours with me (poor guy) which was twice as long as he spent with Bill. I am just that messed up.

I had planned on this being a treat for Bill who will spend $0 on anything so I didn't mean to steal the show but when in Rome, buy triathlon gear! While Bill was getting fit I eyeballed the Endless Pool in the back of the store and Mark invited me to jump for a test swim. They offer this to triathletes who want to test wetsuits before they buy them.

I couldn't resist the opportunity (geek alert!) and suited up for a short swim. The best thing about the Endless pool are the mirrors: one on the bottom (that is movable) and one in front of the swimmer, tilted at an angle so you can see the front of your stroke. Genuis! I was instantly able to see my horrendous stroke flaws for myself. Finally! I really do have my left arm out too far from my body (thank you for telling me Sunny--now I see it) and I don't finish the stroke on my right side. I was not able to figure out the occasional body wiggle I do when I rotate so that will remain a mystery for now. I talked Bill into jumping in when he was finished with his fit and we had a great time analyzing our strokes.

Sadly, we had to wrap up our day at Trisports, the dog was patiently waiting in the car and we had our lives to get back to but I will be back to buy my custom bike in a few years, if not sooner. I will have to get back to you on the results of the bike fitting, but I highly recommend Trisports for online or in store shopping. They have a great crew of people working there and are committed to making triathlon a great sport. It is important to support retailers that add to the sport, and not just take from it, and I think Trisports is an asset that customers need to keep in business.

Geek talk over, I'll post a turkey eating report tomorrow. Then I'll do some core strengthening sit ups. Oh! That reminds me: I know someone who pulled an ab muscle doing sit ups after eating too much over the holidays so don't do too many sit-ups!

Monday, November 24, 2008

Out of time and gas at the Mohave desert

I woke up on Sunday morning with a headache, the 7000 foot elevation and the long soak in the hot springs and beer from the previous evening conspired against me. It was a balmy 18 degrees in lovely Bridgeport so we got the heck out of there asap. We drove south on 395 to Mammoth Lakes which was a ghost town. No snow and a bad economy meant many of the fancy new stores were vacant and the parking lots empty. It was strange. We did see a several spots for epic road biking in this area so I would guess we'll be back someday for riding.

The drive south was excellent, there are countless peaks lining 395. Our goal was to see Mohave before sundown and we made it just in time, which is even more dramatic because we were just about out of gas and in the middle of the Mohave desert. I'm not kidding either, we had about one gallon of gas to drive in, drive out, and get to the nearest gas station. Thank goodness we had the Prius and could coast downhill on the electric power some of the time.

We only had time to visit the Kelso dunes at Mohave and they were beautiful! If you want to fall in love with a place, go there are sunset, the light will trick you into believing you are in love. I want to go back for more Mohave adventures so I guess we'll be driving to Phoenix this way again sometime. There is so much to see in California. And Arizona. And Oregon. I love the west!

We made it to Phoenix around 11:30 pm, it was a final, brutal leg to get here. We're listening to a thriller book on DVD so that helps but we were exhausted and goofy for several hours. I tried to get Bill to eat something but he wouldn't so I bought a hot dog at the gas station and started eating it in front of him, I could tell he was drooling so I handed it over. This is how we get along with each other, twisted, I know!

Today we did a lot of resting, playing in the swimming pool with the dog, and watching football games that Bill's dad recorded for him. Tomorrow we take our triathlon bikes down to Trisports in Tucson, AZ and we're getting fit on our bikes. Since we aren't getting any younger, I thought a good bike fit would be a wise investment. I'll report back on our trip to Tucson late tomorrow.

Yes, I wear glasses, but only when I want to see and yes, there is something on Bill's nose, he had a spot burned off so it didn't turn into skin cancer. He's telling people I hit him.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Hotel Prius

I made a mistake on the first leg of our road trip, I commented to Bill that the back of the rented Prius looked big enough to sleep in. Before I could say no, we were buying pillows and sleeping bags at the Walmart in Yreka and Bill had us driving farther south into the cold night. We slept on the side of the road near Castle Craggs state park. The Prius was big enough but it wasn't the Four Seasons.

One cool perk: we heard a coyote howl in the early morning and AND we could see the stars as we fell asleep through the hatch back window. We did not get good sleep. In the morning a park ranger came and told us "No camping on the side of the road!" so we got out of there. Marshall seemed to like it because we rolled out of bed and played ball while Bill re-loaded the car. It's a good dog day when you start out chasing a tennis ball.

We had a big breakfast at "Lumberjacks" in Redding, Ca and then hit the road toward Sacramento and then Lake Tahoe. We took Hwy 50 out of Sacramento, it heads toward South Lake Tahoe, and then turned onto Hwy 89 South which looked like EXCELLENT biking btw. We are currently pitstopped at Bridgeport, CA at the Walker River Lodge which is only slightly better than the hotel Prius. Our room has a king size bed, a hot shower, and free wi-fi. One bad thing: we are at 7000 feet and the beer I had with dinner has gone straight to my head.

We are loving the drive and the Sierras. There was quite a bit of fog in the Sacramento area and the smell of burning wood permeated the air. We stopped for a short hike on the Pacific Crest trail but we were trying to beat the setting sun so we pushed on today. We hit a hot springs at the end of the day and watched the sun go down while soaking in a warm pool of water. Tomorrow we will stop at Mammoth Lakes and wherever there is a good view and likely drive through Death Valley before turning toward Phoenix. I'll post more photos after we get there.

Friday, November 21, 2008

One way to Yreka

We got out of town late and hit I5 south at 5pm. Brilliant! Posting from the car on Bill's Blackberry so this will be short.
Bill rented a Prius and we have our tri bikes on the back so we are yuppie geeks. The dog is passed out in the back so I'm happy.

Stopped at the library for books on cd and a cooler full of pop. I think we'll make PHX in a few days. Tomorrow is Mt Shasta and Mammoth Lakes.

Peace out from the Prius!

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

I had a Pedro moment today

Slightly brutal main swim set today:
100 Free
100 IM
repeat constantly for 24 minutes, choose your interval 1:30, 1:45, or 2:00 minutes.

I could have done 1:45 but I would have come close to death so I chose 2:00 minutes and came in on the free sets on 1:30 and the IM sets on 1:45. I wanted the IM sets to be faster but they were not, so something to work on.

After the set, my face was bright red and I had to hurry back to work which meant getting under the hair dryer even though I was still sweating from the swim. By the time I got back to my office my hair felt like a fleece blanket wrapped around my head, I was so hot I wanted to shave it all off.

Perhaps I could borrow Pedro's wig and run for President. Right now, I feel like I could eat all of the sugar in a 6 block radius and still be tired. Luckily, Bill was there and chose the 1:30 interval, and his face was a little red too. Excellent.

We're planning a road trip to Phoenix to spend Thanksgiving with Bill's family and we're leaving this Friday. We're taking the dog and planning to stop off for hiking along the way. It's going to be a long trip but we seem to do ok with driving trips. I like the freedom of the road and I genuinely dislike getting stuck next to smelly people on airplanes. Seriously, one bad experience and you never want to fly again. One time I sat next to a guy who spent the first half of the flight ripping a magazine apart. He would look at a page, rip it and stuff it in the seat pocket in front of him and then go to the next page and repeat. PSYCHO!!!!

Then there was the time I sat next to Beavis and Butthead for an entire international flight back from Paris. That's a long freaking flight to listen to:

"Dude, that song is killer."
hu hu. hu hu hu hu. (this is a stupid sounding laugh)
"No way man, that song sucks"

Raging argument ensues and stops when they start arguing about video games, movies, etc. For hours. I would swim 100 IMs on 1:45 for 2 hours straight rather than sit next to 2 idiots for 10 minutes.

As soon as Bill and I figure out our route, I'll put it on my blog. He wants to go through Utah and stop off at the Grand Canyon. I'm thinking California with a stop at Mohave or through Mammoth Lakes. It doesn't help that we start these conversations at 10 pm and I'm half asleep.

Sunday, November 16, 2008


We helped our friend Lonnie celebrate his 40th birthday last night at a murder mystery party. Everyone was assigned roles and given clues to help solve the mystery. Bill was "Paul Emoutte" (think pull em out) the life guard and I was "Kat Walker" the supermodel.

As you can see, we got dressed up to play our roles and have a lot of fun. Our hosts provided plenty of drinks and an excellent dinner. The clues were full of adult innuendo and everyone made a good effort to dress up and act out their role.

Before we left for the party I told my husband, "You better be ready to have fun, no drinking one beer and the calling it a night." He must have taken my speech to heart because he drank 5 rum and Coke drinks in the first hour and half! Before I knew what was happening, he was trying to rub his sun block on all the women at the party. So he came to have fun and he did.

I had a great day, in order to get ready for the party I rode my bike across town to Kmart and bought fake eye lashes and lip gloss, I felt like a 12 year old. I don't know any supermodels and couldn't imagine what they act like, so my acting came across like this...

Interesting interpretation! After the mystery was solved (it was Leah Tard the cheerleader) we played dominos and some went out to the garage for ping pong. I ended up passed out on the couch and Bill woke me up around 1:30 am to go home. You can imagine how nice I feel today. Of course Bill feels fine. More photos in my gallery.

Friday, November 14, 2008

Story time (including public nudity!)

My friend Sunny has been complaining about the rain in Oregon quite a bit lately. Her name is Sunny so I will try not to let her complaining drive me into Seasonal Affective Disorder. She reminded me of a great story I want to share with you (and Sunny)...

Several years ago I was on a weekend vacation in the middle of January with my mom and her dear friend Martha. We were sitting at a restaurant at a resort in northern Idaho having drinks, looking out over the lake, when Martha said, "I'm going to get into the lake." My mom (who plays the mom role to a tee) said, "What!?!" in a hysterical tone. The lake was surrounded by snow and it was about 30 degrees outside and a pitch black night.

Martha said, "I'm tired of being cold, so I'm going to embrace the cold. I'm going to take off all my clothes and get in the lake and FEEL the cold." My mom did not panic (surprisingly) but insisted that she pull the car up as close as she could to the lake and run the engine to keep the car warm so Martha could de-thaw after she came out of the lake.

We finished our drinks and got everything ready. Martha stood at the edge of the lake, striped off all of her clothes, and slowly walked into the water. She got far enough in so she could submerge her entire body which caused her to yell out in surprise and then she came hauling back to the beach to get a towel and into the car. She was exhilarated. She had liberated herself from worrying about being cold. She was cold. She immersed herself in it. Temporarily of course.

Personally, I thought she was a little crazy, but it was incredibly neat to see a woman in her 50s take off her clothes and jump in a freezing lake. Fast forward a few years later...

I'm back in northern Idaho, hanging out with friends from Corvallis (long story I will tell some other time) standing on the shore of the same lake thinking about Martha and what she had done that day. It was January again, and we were huddled around a bonfire on the snow covered beach, two sheets to the wind and having a great time. It was beautiful, and there were a million stars in the sky. One of my friends said, "That's it, I'm going in." And I said, "Me too!"

You should know that I hate to be cold and I had never skinny dipped in my life but I took off all of my clothes and walked into the dark, freezing cold water and immersed my body until all of the breath left my lungs and I felt like I was going to die. I yelled out just like Martha had that evening and I ran back to the beach to grab my clothes which were somehow not where I left them and in the hands of one of my friends who apparently wanted an extra long peek of my behind. Jerk.

Whatever, it is still one of my fondest memories, doing something completely out of my comfort zone that seems insane but is really harmless and ultimately, life affirming and exhilarating. It makes me smile now to think back about that night and what it felt like and I would love to do it again! Of course, it really does figure that the one time I try public nudity that someone took my clothes but only a few people saw my behind. I lived!

So my message to you, my dear friend Sunny, and to anyone still reading: embrace that which is holding you back and getting you down. Who cares if you get wet? You really won't freeze. Get cold and get wet and keep living your life, it's a beautiful one! Then come over and I'll make you hot chocolate with whipped cream and it will all be good.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Imaginary battles

One of my favorite things about triathlon training are the epic battles I imagine myself in when I'm training. I completely lose myself in the moment and all of the stress and worry leaves my body when I fully commit myself to a training session. I love it. I should do it more often.

Today I was 20 minutes late to swimming, hey, better late than never! I hopped in during the middle of a long kick set, there were still 4 x 100 kick left and they had been at it for a while so I have no idea how long they were kicking. We did a quick 200 and then 4 x 100 with paddles. Long story short: the session was almost over and I was just getting warmed up.

Coach called 4 x 100 on 2:00, moderate pace. I took the lead of my lane and set out hard. When I swim for time, I go out arms blazing, hold on for the middle and then desperately try to pick it up at the end. I don't like drafters (don't ask me) even in swimming so when I lead, I swim down the left side of the lane so person #2 can't draft me without risking getting whopped in the head when I flip turn. Bitchy, I know, but it's my lane when I lead it and that's the way I'm leading it out.

So I'm hammering down the left side of the lane (to put this in perspective for you speed demons, I was swimming 1:30s) which means the guy in the lane next to me is getting a bird's eye view of my thrashing. He is in the other lane because he's FASTER than me but he just did a massive kick set and I'm just hitting stride. We were swimming neck and neck through 75 then bam! I drop him. Repeat 4 times.

Then coach calls 2 x 100 on 2:00 all out. Since we are getting plenty of rest, I think I can handle all out. I give it a shot and go out hard and drop Mr. Speedy Speedo within the first 25. I come in around 1:24 then repeat. He's in another zip code when I hit the wall. Victory is mine!

Then the best thing ever happens, he turns toward me and says, "Jeez, what did you eat for breakfast?"

Oh yeah!!!!!! Thank you sir, I had some kind of bran cereal. Actually, I quickly told him, "Oh no, I was late so I was going hard to make up for my tardiness."

I fully expect him to drop me for the rest of my life and never, ever, let me beat him in a swim set. Ever. But today I won the imaginary battle!

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Gossip girl and getting older

There is a show called "Gossip Girl" that I have actually never seen but lately I've been thinking about gossip as I reflect on my friendships. I used to have a friend and we had long chats about various things but reflecting back on it I realize now that a lot of what she had to say was about her friends. She genuinely seemed to be bothered by her friends and their lives. It occurred to me that she was probably talking about me the same way she talked about everyone else and I had been telling her a lot about myself.

Yikes! You want to confide in people who you have confidence in, and I'm so naive at times I just expect everyone to respect me and my privacy as I do with them. I have been in awkward situations because of my openness and made friends with people I should NOT have been friends with. Live and learn.

Everyone has faults, strange quirks, and little irksome things about themselves that their friends have to tolerate. If someone is really bothering me, I don't invest time in them. Even if they are friends of friends, if I don't have a preference toward them, then it's not going to happen. This is one thing I enjoy about getting older, I care so much less about the peripheral people and I care more about good friends, they are worth their weight in gold and I would be horrified to lose a good friend over something petty like gossip.

Now I still like to gossip about who is dating who and that type of juicy stuff. I'm still a girl at heart!

Sunday, November 09, 2008

The beasts are ailing

Vintage photo of Bree Bree laughing at the new puppy, Marshall dog.

Bill took our oldest kitty to the vet on Friday, she had been meowing a lot and seemed extra grumpy and then let us know something was really wrong when she walked into Bill's home office and peed on the dog's bed right in front of him. Turns out she has a bladder infection and should be fine in a few days. On Saturday, we woke up to find dog vomit in the bedroom, not a big deal, dogs like to eat gross things but he wouldn't eat breakfast and it sounded like an alien invaded his stomach.

Poor guy! Gurgle and burp! We called the vet and asked if we could give the dog pepto and they advised to feed him a small amount of food to soak up his stomach acid. Bill fried up some bacon and we mixed it in with some rice and sure enough he ate it! Evidence that the smell of bacon is too great to resist, seriously, I know vegetarians that drool over bacon. Later that morning he broke out in hives so we put him on bed rest and watched him closely. This meant we couldn't attend the wine party Saturday night, our friends live 40 minutes away and that would have been too long away from the ailing beasts.

Today, Marshall seems fine, he's eating and romping as normal and the kitty is less cranky and more full of purrs. I on the other hand, was bored out of my mind again but I did clean the bathroom and take a nap. Seriously. Boring! I'll get used to the pace eventually. I have just about gotten the tribabe inventory together and plan to take photos next weekend of new products.

Friday, November 07, 2008

Pretending to be a city person

Going to the city is disorienting for me, typically Bill drives and we don't stay long but I had to spend 24 hours in Portland by myself for a conference at PSU. PSU is an urban campus and I noticed the students are quite a bit different than what I see at OSU:
Eye liner and cigs baby. After the conference on Wednesday I walked to Nordstrom for the half yearly sale (bonus!) and then over to Powell's books (a must stop in Portland). I had dinner by myself at an upscale tavern. I was the only person by myself and I noticed a lot of office worker types staring at me but that could have been because they wanted my table. Vultures!

Either way, I came away with a great appreciation for small town college life (again). I think a trip to the city a couple times a year is good. We're looking at driving down to Phoenix again for Thanksgiving and stopping off near Reno for some winter sports. I think we are headed to Salem this Saturday for the annual wine party. I still have to come up with a super model look for the murder mystery party next weekend... yikes!

Tuesday, November 04, 2008

Happy election day

The elections are over, thank goodness. Barack Obama is our next president and history has been made. I loved both speeches tonight, McCain showed major class in his concession speech and Obama was reserved but focused. I think people from both parties can appreciate the qualities these candidates displayed that put them in this position. I hope some of the nasty and divisive rhetoric can diminish now. Truly horrible things were said by both parties and I think that is a drag our on society.

Voting in Oregon is very stress free, we mail in ballots, so I didn't feel a bunch of excitement or commradarie that you feel when you vote at the polls, but I do love the mail in ballot.

I will be away for two days at a conference in Portland so I will not blog until Friday.

Monday, November 03, 2008

I almost forgot this gem!

Friday night my husband picks me up after work so we can go downtown for pizza and see all of the little kid trick or treaters. Downtown business provide candy and everyone gets to see the kids in costume before it gets dark. Anyway, Bill picks me up and this college kid is walking across the street wearing a samurai outfit and he has half of his head bandaged like he has been stabbed in the eye. Bill is staring at the guy and says, "What the heck is going on here!?!"

He forgot it was Halloween. I got to tell our friends at dinner that he couldn't figure out why some kid was walking around campus in a samurai outfit. I love my husband!

How to survive the rainy season

The rain has officially started here and since it's been months since we've seen real rain, I have to remind myself how to get through the long winter. Here are some things I know to do that helps get me through with partial sanity:

1. Book a trip or two somewhere warm for mid-winter
2. Load up on coffee (AM) and beer (PM) repeat daily
3. Start hanging out with friends again (everyone is gone in the summer)
4. Get cute rain gear
5. Stock up on great books
6. Get out in the rain--it's actually not that bad
7. Trail running and hiking
8. Start planning skiing and other mtn activities
9. Get as much exercise as possible to keep spirits up and extra weight off
10. Shop, eat chocolate, drink wine, socialize and have fun to excess!

We had a mellow weekend and I was starting to get a little bored, I almost had Sunny and Bill talked into mountain biking on fire roads at night (I know!) because I was feeling antsy but we ended up watching a movie instead. Bill put the carpet he pulled out of our living room in the garage (tribabe headquarters) and I started unpacking inventory from travel bags and storing away for the winter.

I need to take a bunch of photos of new tribabe inventory and I'm trying to decide if I should pay a pro, get a student, or do it myself. Yikes! I might try to do it myself and if I fail miserably then...

Friday, October 31, 2008

What do you do with pent up energy?

Google brings up great images when you search for "exhausted runner".

I worked too hard this summer, but I had to, or perhaps I just thought I had to, either way, I did work too hard. I took vacation time from my day job so I could work on and I had Bill drive me to events from heck and back. (Luckily) One of the things that Bill and I have in common is an entrepreneurial streak so he gets it and supports me, otherwise it just wouldn't work.

It's a relief to me now that the triathlon season is over and I can shift my focus to other things. People often ask me if I plan to quit my day job and do full time and the answer to that is: NO. Especially not in this economy. I work in research administration at a great university and it is interesting enough to hold my attention and the whole pension thing is not too shabby either. I'm sure I could trade my job for more stress and perhaps more money, but I am content where I am and I don't see anything wrong with being content with your job.

This year I received a small promotion and became a certified project manager so I do feel like I'm growing but there is always part of me that thinks I should challenge myself more. I almost thought I was crazy for typing that just now but I do actually feel that way.

But the biggest priority for me is to get pregnant right now so I'm trying not to exhaust myself physically and mentally and that's harder than it sounds because I am a freak and enjoy exhaustion. I like to go hard and then relax hard. I'm not used to having energy.

What to do with pent up energy? (I know what you are thinking and don't worry, that activity is at the top of the list).

Our friend Sunny has been trying to get me to go mountain biking at night. I think that's what the cool kids are doing right now after work, but the poor girl hasn't figured out I'm not cool yet. My vision is bad and my mtn biking skills are average on a good day so adding in the darkness factor... I told her I would ride the bike trainer with her or go for a walk in the forest. Somehow I get along great with her even though we are going two different speeds all the time. She's a smart one about hanging out with me, this past summer we were swimming in FREEZING water so she swam nice and slow right next to me on the way out and then after we turned around she dropped me like a stone. So she made sure I swam out far and didn't turn around too soon. Smarty pants. Not going to happen with the night time mtn biking though. I'm onto her now. That didn't come out right.

Happy Halloween to all, we are having pizza downtown and then trying to figure out what to do with my pent up energy :)

Wednesday, October 29, 2008


As I get older I become less tolerant of certain things, and cheap shoes is near the top of the list of things I just can't deal with. I recently discovered Bogs footwear, they are a company based out of Eugene, OR and make shoes that fit the Oregon lifestyle (in the winter). I bought these boots for gardening, walking the dog on a wet day, and for cold days when I have event sales. They are waterproof and warm and best of all, have flowers printed on them. I love these boots and I honestly do not care that my husband thinks they are ugly.

My other favorite shoes brand (which also can be a bit ugly) are Earth Shoes. I found these a few years ago when my back went out. They have a negative heel and are supposed to force you into better posture. I just can't wear shoes with high heels anymore, another joy of getting older.

One of our close friends will turn 40 next month and we're looking forward to a murder mystery party for the big day. I've been assigned to dress up like a super model for my role. I *may* give up my Earth shoes and Bogs boots for the evening and really tart myself up for the fun of it. I'm even thinking about getting my hair and makeup done (over the top) since I don't really know how to do those types of things. We'll see if I go for it. We're not dressing up for Halloween this year (so far) so this will be our Halloween. Bill has been assigned to be a lifeguard and he's threatening to wear a Speedo to the party. That would be awesome!

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

A day at the beach

Milo and Marshall at the beach on Sunday.

Sorry for the delay in programming, we've had great weather here and Bill was gone all last week so I was busy with the dog and trying to keep the household running. We had a nice weekend together, out with friends Friday night and spent a long time at Home Depot on Saturday thinking about keeping up the economy with our spending. We didn't actually spend... yet. I think I'm chickening out but I would like to get french doors installed to open up to our back deck. Our current door is a piece of junk but it still works so that's why I'm struggling with it.

On Sunday it was around 70 degrees here so we went to the coast with some friends and had a great time at the beach. This is the nicest fall I've ever experienced here in Corvallis since I moved here seven years ago. Typically the rain washes away all the fall leaves and we hit winter hard. I saw some guys outside yesterday without their shirts on, it feels like spring.

Handsome Sequoia dog getting a sun tan.

It's supposed to start raining by the end of the week and it probably won't stop for a long time but I enjoyed the sun while it lasted!

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Say it with a smiley face

My friend Gail put up an Obama sign and it was stolen so she went out and got another one and added her own sign to it:

It says, "If you steal my Obama sign again, I'll get over it. But you, my sticky-fingered friend, will always be an asshole." And she ends it with a smiley faced Obama.

Her husband Griz emailed the photo around and said I could share, I think it's absolutely hilarious. I hope her sticky-fingered friend gets the message!

Some things about infertility

Cassie giving me the "I'm trying to chill out so leave me alone look"

So I'm still trying to get pregnant. It's almost been a year since the last time I was pregnant (ended in miscarriage) and I can't say that I feel horrible or depressed about where I am right now but I don't feel right either. Things are just not right in my world because of all this.

Infertility is really a terrible thing to deal with and I try not to get worked up or obsessive about it. I'm actually much better than last year. A few things still bother me though so let me reveal to you some thoughts about dealing with people who are having fertility issues, from my perspective...

- Don't leave them out. I hate it when pregnant people leave me out of things because they think I can't handle it. I love my friends and I'm happy for them. It really hurts to be left out and I already feel like crap. Please, share your stories and if at all possible, don't be self conscience about it. I'm a person and a friend.

-Do not insinuate that people who pursue fertility treatment are somehow less in any way. I got pregnant when I was not on fertility drugs before and it really offended me when people asked if I was glad it happened without the drugs. Here's a news flash: I want to start a family. I don't care if it's with drugs or without. Keep your hang-ups to yourself. I take fertility drugs so obviously I don't disapprove of them. Seriously, keep it to yourself.

-The biggest one for me: people who outright say things like, "Oh, maybe infertile couples just aren't meant to reproduce..." like they are genetically inferior somehow. I think that is the rudest most insensitive thing you could say to someone who wants to start a family and can't. You know who shouldn't be able to reproduce? Crack addicts. But they can. As do thousands of other idiots who are a drain on society.

Just today I saw a news piece about women going to a retreat for yoga and acupuncture to treat infertility. They want them to stop eating grains and having dairy and to meditate. Because the crack whores were meditating in between shooting up when they got pregnant. It makes me mad that people try to tell desperate couples that they can somehow cure their fertility problems by relaxing and eating healthy when it's obvious that people get pregnant when their lives and bodies are under extreme stress.

That's enough ranting out of me for now. I did start to take it easy this week since I've been so busy this summer. Maybe I should just go get some crack.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Bubba's first race!

Some friends put on a 5k walk/run and 12k running event this weekend and Bill courageously signed up for the 12k so I decided to walk Marshall on the 5k. The event was a fund raiser so I paid for Marshall to get his own race number and dressed him in a doggy tee so we could pin his number on him.

Marshall was more race ready than I expected and when the run started he wanted to take off with the leaders. I had to hold him back while his legs tried to power pull me into a sprint which caused me to laugh hysterically. Sunny started the walk with us and I'm sure she thought team Marshall and Erika were not going to make it to the finish in one piece. Once the runners were out of sight, Marshall calmed down but he did pull me past the walkers.

There was plenty of bush sniffing and a stop off in a ditch and we had a great time together. The best 5k experience I've ever had with my little buddy. He greeted all of the course volunteers and even had a sip of Heed (sports drink) at an aid station. I let him off the leash before the finish and he sprinted across, easily beating me.

I think Bill was happy to be finished with his event and we had a great time. At the awards ceremony, Marshall and Bill won their divisions. They called Marshall's name for a ribbon and he ran up there, his tail wagging his entire body. Everybody laughed and I think he was a hit at his first race.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Mandatory PE for adults!

I opened the weekly faculty/staff newspaper this morning and was horrified to see a photo of myself in a swimsuit! OK, I wasn't horrified but I downloaded it for you and posted so you can see the scandalous photo, I'm in lane two, holding on for dear life.

The photo accompanied an article about the faculty/staff fitness program at Oregon State University. I didn't know this but it is one of two such programs offered in the US. What a shame, it is exactly the type of structured course offerings that adults need to get exercise. The program was started by my swim coach in 1984 and went from 10 class serving 100 participants to now offering 30 classes serving more than 800 participants.

We pay a fee each term for the class (I pay $45 a term for swimming) and there are a wide range of classes offered. I love it and I'm so grateful that I can walk one block on my lunch break to swim with a class. There are no excuses when it's this easy and I wish there were more options like this for people to take advantage of. There should be mandatory P.E. for adults, I think people would be a lot less stressed and would feel better too.