It's that time of the year again...

Time to chop of my hair in preparation for tri-season...

Before----->

After----->
Time to get over the post holiday vacation laziness & decide what races to sign up for this year.

Time to get in the pool again. Act like I know what I'm doing. Try not to drown.

Time to make a Mac widget of my marathon training program & lock into it.

Time to accept the added clutter of tri gear in a one bedroom apartment.

Time to kiss my husband, head out the door & hope that he will still kiss me when I get home smelling like Chlorine, Sweat or some combination of the two. (He always does, I married a good man.)

It is nice to be home. I enjoyed every minute of Japan. It was a trip packed with adventure & one I will never forget. Perhaps because it feels as though I will be uploading trip picks forever. I've only reached folder #4 out of 12 folders on my memory. Click on the slideshow to the right or Here to view them.

Coming home I was fronted with a lot of changes. Nothing bad, just different.

In an effort to become more fit/comfortable for races in the future Jeremy has decided to take this year off. His chosen mode of exercise this season is Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu. As much as I enjoy beating myself up with training for my races, Jiu-jitsu just doesn't appeal to me.

So, as a couple we will be adjusting to training for our own sports alone. Which is a new thing for us. I will miss having my Beloved participating in races with me, but I want him to do what inspires him and if this is it, so be it.

As for me, I'm having a hard time deciding which half ironman to sign up for this season. There is one that is towards the middle of June and another (in Wisconsin) the end of July. I am guessing it will probably be June even though that gives me a month less to prep. but I have only heard good things about this race & since it is closer perhaps some of my family or friends will be able to come cheer for me.

So far this week I have:

Swam, Swum, Swimmed 750meters (I've come to the conclusion if it's to icky outside to run I will swim instead that day.)

Ran 8.25 miles This morning was another 5:30 am run with the Dick Beardsley Group. Beautiful run for me and really invigorating to be back running in familiar places.

Tomorrow is another swim day. Getting back in the pool on Monday for the first time in about 6months wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Its sort of like riding a bike with the exception of not remembering my breathing pattern or if I ever had one. lol. Good news is the locker-room at my gym has been remodeled and after going to an Onsen I'm not affraid of going there and getting my workout done. :)

To Tokyo then Home...

I can mark down a total of three runs in Japan. Not as many as I hoped for, but I did hit my minimum goal.

Yesterday I returned from another island of Japan. We spent time in Hakodate. It was fun and beautiful.

Today we set off for Tokyo, the final leg of the journey. My mother-in-law & sister-in-law are generous enough to show me around downtown and help me out with the train system so that I make it back to the airport without getting lost. :) Should be fun.

I've seen & experienced a lot in my time here. I look forward to uploading the bulk of my photos once I get home.

Until then...

Shimokura...

Well after four days of snowboarding in the mountains I am tired & kind of sore. On the upside I am very encouraged by my fitness level this year in comparison to last.

It was a very relaxed vacation at Hachimantai resort. The whole feel of ski resorts around here is quite a bit different. There are no multi-million dollar log "cabins", no touristy town at the base of it and nobody in a hurry to get anywhere even on a powder day.

The homes and cabins near the resort were modest. So was the hotel. There are noodle shops & gift shops nearby. But never anything flashy. Which I appreciate.

Despite being on the side of a dormant volcano most of the terrain on the mountain was pretty laid-back for Jeremy and I. Mainly greens and blues (which are red squares here). The snow conditions had us stoked & content. Our first day out there were swaths on either side of the run that were 6-10ft wide with about a foot of powder to play with.

The second day I decided to catch the shuttle over to Shimokura, another resort just a few minutes away that had more difficult terrain. Trying to read the shuttle schedule and communicate with the driver in Japanese was intimidating,but I made it.

After a few runs, catwalks & chairs I made my way to the only double black available. Seeing it on the lift ride up made it look like what would be considered a black at most places, but standing at the top of it I realized that it was definitely steeper then I expected. A good kind of steep. Judging by what I could read on the sign it was a 37 degree slope.

The first few turns were smooth and controlled. The powder, as it normally does, started to make mogul like mounds from the tracks of other riders further down the run so I decided to head into the trees where I could see the snow was virtually untouched. Beautiful ride. As were the other runs I went down over the course of the time we were there. It only got better yesterday as 6inches of fresh powder had fallen and I was the only one down a lot of the runs there.

At the resort hotel I had the chance to try the Onsen. I never thought my first experience of skinny dipping would be with a couple of gray haired Japanese women, but after a long day of riding a hot spring fed hot-tub is very appealing. Being that public baths are a cultural norm here it wasn't as awkward as I assumed it would be. However when one of the Japanese grandmothers came over as I was undressing to show me that I was tying my robe the wrong way, I was a little nervous. Apparently the right side of the robe is supposed to be on top. Only the dead wear their robes the other way.

There is a specific name for the robes, but I'm not entirely sure what it is just now. Anyway, the hotel provides them along with a short Kimono-like over jacket that comes down to the waist and slippers. The majority of the people vacationing there wear them whenever they aren't outdoors. I spent most of my time in one as well, they are comfortable and fun. It's a quirky thing to walk into the hotel restaurant to see that everyone is dressed just as you are.

My Beloved will be returning to the States tomorrow. Being self-employed my boss doesn't get to upset when I take time off during my slower season of the year so I am staying another week. It will be strange not having him here with me. I love experiencing new places with Jeremiah & in a sense he makes me feel more at home. I am looking forward to having more time to visit with his mom and sister-in-law now that the pace of everything will slow down though.

Our time here thus far as been a delight. I have really enjoyed it all. Hopefully the next few days will allow for some running. That's the only experience I feel I'm missing in my time here.

Sushi & Ramen....

I got a chance to upload some pictures. They aren't edited and cropped as I can do from home which bothers me, but it's the best I can do from here using Jeremy's work machine.

Here are a few from Tokyo Station.....



The bullet train platform. For some reason the bullet trains look like old-school Nikes to me.



My Sweetie at the station with the Tokyo skyline in the background.

Pics from the Sushi place...







I tried Salmon and lean tuna sushi and some fried octopus. The Salmon and the Octopus were doable. The tuna, not so much. Little too fishy for me. After we saw one piece still moving (yeah, it's that fresh) I was feeling less adventurous so I stuck to what was fried. Good news is I never gagged so I didn't come across impolite.

In the days I've been here so far I have experienced...

*Bullet train rides.

*Sushi

*Lomi Lomi Massage (that was a nice treat, my shoulders have been a little tense from the travel)

*Authentic Ramen. (Drew, you need to try this.)

* Family photos in Kimonos (Beautiful pieces of clothing, but a ton of work to get into & feel sort of like a corset in the middle.)

* Japanese Curry ( Not as good or as spicy as Indian. Still very good)

*Japanese Fish-Market/Open Market (Saw fish I didn't know existed and local produce. Had green tea & sesame ice-cream. It was a really neat place.)

* Karaoke-Japanese Style (Way different then in the states. A lot more fun. You get your own private room with tambourines and maracas .)

A lot to pack into a couple of days. Jeremy and I are handling the jet-lag surprisingly well, which helps. I am sleeping when I should be and don't tend to wake up for more then 15 minutes at a stretch. Usually I can talk myself back into a sleep state. By the time 8pm rolls around though, I'm ready for bed. Which means I am very ready now and am going there.

Tomorrow morning we leave for a few days up at the mountains. I'll let you know what Japanese snowboarding is like. Apparently the runs aren't well marked so we'll see what happens. Should be interesting. :) Looking forward to it!

Not sure how to fix the sizing of the photos. Just click on it and view them that way for now. I'm to tired to figure it out. lol.

We made it!!

After three planes and two trains we are safely in Japan. Considering all it takes to get here, the travel went very well. We were blessed. However staying awake for the final leg of the last train here was extremely difficult. I have never been so tired in my life. When I got hiccups I was thankful, because they helped keep me from nodding off every 15 seconds.

Tokyo station was the most people I have ever seen rushing to get somewhere. Over 14million people go through the station every day and yesterday I was a bit overwhelmed by the crowds.

Thankfully just shortly after getting on the first train, the sun was setting and off in the distance in a wooded area we saw a runner. I never thought that would help me feel less out of place, but it did.

Now I'm off to try Sushi. Time to be brave. :)

Just the beginning...

Tomorrow my Beloved and I set out on what will be my first international journey. Several weeks in Japan.

The time, the place and the people are all very different from what I had imagined my first trip outside the United States would be, but I have been blessed with many surprises in the last few years one of which being in-laws that live in northern Japan.

Needless to say this year is off to an exciting start. This is just the beginning.

I've already logged 20miles of which seems like a drop in the bucket toward the goal of 1000 by 2010, but we'll see what happens. :)

I will do my best to get a few posts in while I'm away, hopefully with some pictures.

Athletic tape & Andes...

This week had it's obstacles. Some beautiful, some annoying and some painful.

(Ice on the twigs I have arranged in the decorative planter on the deck)


More snowfall lead to paths & sidewalks again being blanketed. Which, in addition to the drifting meant it was to much to run through in most places. But, that did not keep me from running. It did however effect my ambition. Knowing that I would enjoy myself once I finally took the first strides & a good group of ladies waiting to hear about my next run(s) pushed me out the door.

A sense of adventure rivaled any qualms I had about making new routes while running on the very edge (gutter, for those of us who ride) of the road. All in all the limited amount of motorists I encountered obliged my efforts & moved aside. I followed the rules, running opposite the direction of the traffic so that they could see me approaching and I them. This served me well as the huff & puff of my breathing through the neck-warmer and the layering of hat & hood tend to muffle a lot of my hearing.

Strong pains in my lower abdomen that I assume to be gas since the pain tends to travel knocked me out at mile 2 of both of my 7mile routes this week. This has happened before. Like the snowy paths it was to much to run through most of the time. Slowing to a walk for a few minutes allowed the air to shift into a more comfortable spot so that I was able to pick up the pace again. Argh.

Whenever I hit a rough spot in training I tell myself that this is the best I might feel during a portion of an Ironman and that I need to learn to work through certain types of pain so that I can be prepared. Yes, I realize how silly this could potentially sound, but I never claimed to be entirely sensible now did I?

Friday was my chance to relish the opportunity I had to shed some layers & breathe bare faced in 30 degree (above!!!) weather. It hadn't hit me just how much weight I have been carrying in clothing on those sub-zero days until I was able to run without some of it. It was so freeing. I'm curious if it will make me stronger come summer when I am able to run in much, much lighter gear.

I was encouraged each time I arrived home and hopped online to check home many miles I had gone. Turns out weaving my way through the city finding what clear paths & roadside I could amounts to more mileage. :) I found a decent way to add another 2miles to my scenic 5mile loop. Something that will come in handy when I continue upping my weekly miles in preparation for the Fargo Marathon.

Soaking in a warm bath is one of the guilty pleasures I indulge in after a long run. Especially in the winter. Staring at my feet at the end of the tub I noticed a rough patch on the top of each of my ankles. Almost like a callus. I still haven't figured out why I have them, but let me say that taking a pumice stone to them is not exactly the answer. Hence the athletic tape. Lotion is a better approach.

Our board bag for the trip to Japan (only a few weeks away) arrived last week and of course pulling Betty out to make sure she fits in the bag with my husbands board (which is taller then I am) had me longing for the slopes. Since we had a buy 1, get 1 discount & knew that getting replacement gear for anything would be incredibly difficult abroad we decided to make an impromptu trip out to Andes Tower Hills yesterday morning to make sure everything was tuned up and in working order.


The 20-30 above temperatures over the weekend actually made the roads worse. Settling fog made everything icy. After totaling our other car in a storm on our way home from Bridger Bowl last winter,road conditions like this have made us both more unsettled then they used to. So we only stayed for a few hours before returning home. Seeing several cars in the ditch confirmed that we had made the right call.

Betty is getting old, eventually she'll have to be replaced, but it's like riding a bike every time I strap the board on for the first time each year. It's comfortingly familiar.

I enjoyed the 20 or so rides I got in. Andes is home turf for me when it comes to riding & it was great to share that with My Beloved. Yesterday I realized though that all of the trips I have been spoiled with in the mountains have made me disenchanted with runs that last under 2minutes from getting off the lift to the bottom of the hill. I tried going in the trees a few times hoping for some adventure, but while the snow may have looked like powder it was as heavy as a brick due to the melting & weighed my board down so much that I eventually came to a halt.

Next week Jeremy & I will be spending a few days over new-years in Bismarck. At some point we'll make our way to the small resort nearby & hopefully help teach a friend who is new to snowboarding.

I am hoping to get at least 10miles of running in before we leave, but we'll see what happens. I just might have to bring my gear with me and enjoy some new scenery on a run up there.

So far I am at 45miles for December (woohoo!!). I'm looking to finish off at 55 for the month. No rest day tomorrow. :) Should be fun!