what the frack?!

So it is t-minus 45 days to Vegas. And t-85 days to the triathlon. I am nowhere near my goals. Sigh. My running has been delayed by such things as schedule, family, general malaise, boy, swollen ankle, time, emotional overloads and coconut ice cream. I have signed up for a triathlon class that runs Mondays through the Running Room- so I go there and run and then head over to the pool for swimming- all in one night. Yikes. A wise man once told me that 3x a week is necessary for any sport to train and get good in it... well I'm only doing 2x swim, 1x run and 0x bike right now hahah... I want to start riding my bike to work but srsly- one hour is just too much in a cold March morning. It looks like these last 10 weeks have to be stepped right the hell up- jesus what have I done... I guess it's perfect distraction for me right now with all that's going on in my life.

Last week was a time trial and I managed to swim 1000m in 28 minutes- which is on the average to slightly slow side but I'm not concerned. I still have two months to kick that up and my goal is 26 minutes now! Which is apparently a decent time in the circuit!

It's the biking I'm terrified of- it's 21km up and down Groat Road 4x. Ugh. I'm going to go out and practice that this week once and see how I do- I am using my mountain bike and I'm sure I'll get laughed at a bit for it by the crazy serious triathlon people... but screw them. Everyone has to start somewhere and I'm working for the University this summer and making so little money it scares me...

Also- I'm working with Loons this summer (the birds not the mentally challenged) and I'm super excited. However, because of the lack of wildlife jobs (I was told by one company that they'd love to have me on but can't because their summer projects were all cancelled) and my lack of wanting to stay in this city- I'm announcing it here and proclaiming it for all the world "by this time next year I will be living in BC". I want to move to Vancouver Island- (I have ruled out any American states because of health care and the rare chance I'll get a job being a Canadian) all my life I have wanted to and for various reasons/boys that clearly did NOT deserve me/things I have stayed. Of course, this all depends on my father's health. But I figure he won't want to stand another winter in this right-wing godforsaken tundra anyway. Don't get me wrong- I love the ice skating and the skiing and the snowshoeing and the winter activities- but I'd love to be able to own a kayak and be able to use it more than twice a year or actually ride my bike to work and not worry about a massive truck plowing me over and not even seeing me...basically not because I hate the cold (I don't) but because I want to be able to be outdoors more!... also - I want to live by the ocean. I'm a dyed in the wool prairie girl but I do love the way the ocean smells...