Finding my way! (Two stationary wheels at a time)

I couldn't help it and resistance was futile. Yes, it was a zillion degrees in San Marcos when our friends Ed and Michelle walked out of some awesome pizza place with me and Nathaniel. And sure, I had just stuffed myself silly with a Margharita Pizza and no less than four diet cokes.

However.

But...

However.... I didn't care. Especially considering .the fact that I can no longer ride my bike outside due to the HEAVY dosage of blood thinners... And at this point, I'll hop onto just about anything with two wheels that is stationary and outside... Well, then, there you go.

And the added bonus: you can see definition in my ankle, DVT and all! Awesome!

Seriously - it feels like Christmas came early!

Speaking of early Christmas....even though I can't race triathlons, last Thursday my vascular surgeon assured me that I COULD still race....and suggested that I remain as active as possible.

Open water swiming is out - thank you very much. We all know how I feel about sharks, and given the recent sightings of a 15-20 foot Great White just off La Jolla Shores, I am NOT interested in being eaten.

However - running is a different story all together.

So...

Without further ado...

...and with my doctor's permission....

I signed up for the Silver Strands Half Marathon mid-November. And though it wasn't the season that I originally anticipated, I can safely say that I've learned quite a bit this year. But - I'll be totally honest. I am VERY excited about the training. The last time that I trained for running-only events was.. was... wow, um, in the 1990s.

How many decades ago is that?

Wait - don't answer.

And yes - again - I have doctor's permission. (After he viewed the latest ultrasound, of course). I swear that I floated out of the office - and then, even before calling Nathaniel, emailed Jen and told her that WE were training for a November half marathon.

It was awesome.

So with that - I'm prepping for my first run test on Wednesday. Yes, I'm nervous. But I'm also going into it with NO expectations. Absolutely none. A year of Ironman training and racing, followed by a complete stop from sports all together due to a massive DVT/PE will take away any notions of speedy-ness.

Which in the long term is great -

Because all I can do at this point is throw my hands up, smile, and shout "HOORAY" - because it's those little things that make us happy, that make us who we are.