<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229</id><updated>2011-10-16T16:01:16.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-7878936777801559744</id><published>2010-03-25T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T22:02:14.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironman - Till I Collapse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jnqpYKx8Fvk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jnqpYKx8Fvk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-7878936777801559744?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7878936777801559744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=7878936777801559744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7878936777801559744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7878936777801559744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2010/03/ironman-till-i-collapse.html' title='Ironman - Till I Collapse'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-3408310407825865084</id><published>2010-03-25T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T16:56:34.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All Uphill!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/S6uiOf9NQLI/AAAAAAAAAPw/S7D9I9ePdDI/s1600/IMG_5789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/S6uiOf9NQLI/AAAAAAAAAPw/S7D9I9ePdDI/s400/IMG_5789.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452630143842205874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can be a little slow on the "uptake" at times. I am the type of individual that says YES first and then asks the pertinent questions later. In the past 3-4 weeks it has slowly donned on me as to how challenging my event is going to be. As you know, the Death Ride is a cycling event that is 130 miles in distance, 5 mountain passes, 15,000' of elevation and all to be accomplished within one day. Our team rides have consisted anywhere from 45-70 miles of riding thus far... and ALL with climbs that would make a monk break their vow of silence by cursing the Gods. This is not by any means an easy challenge. I have done an Ironman and it in itself is one event not to be reckoned with or taken lightly. But the Death Ride is it's own entity.. a beast. I have been told that Death Riders can spend up to 16 hours in the saddle to complete the event. Really?... 16 hours of mental fortitude.. 16 hours of quad shaking pedal strokes.. 16 hours of there is no swim or run.. this it, just me and the bike.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/S6u880GbXFI/AAAAAAAAAQo/nB-m0NDdf1s/s1600/26031_334421207351_666807351_4056732_3900940_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/S6u880GbXFI/AAAAAAAAAQo/nB-m0NDdf1s/s320/26031_334421207351_666807351_4056732_3900940_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452659526825892946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That which is harder will only make us stronger ....  simply meaning my tri bike. I don't have a "granny gear" to fall back on and I quickly run out of gears often. The positioning on my bike makes it all the more challenging for my knees to endure the climbs. I have also discovered that nutrition will be an  ongoing challenge. We're supposed to eat continually throughout... but when is it ever ideal to eat? You never want to eat going downhill. There are limited flat portions to be heard of. Climbs are what remains. Im still learning how to climb, keep balance, breathe, drink and chew all at once without completely falling over. I am a work in progress... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides training for Death Ride, I am also still very much part of the Iron Team. I try to lend my support whenever possible to these amazing people. Whether it's cheering them on in my "little blueberry", working a SAG stop or lending advice to those who question their abilities or sanity. All the while.. trying to squeeze in my own swim and run training for Ironman Canada in August. So as you can see Im a very busy woman with a very full plate and I wouldn't have it any other way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/S6uuO2T-UxI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/CTAafMpCwXI/s1600/IMG_5685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/S6uuO2T-UxI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/CTAafMpCwXI/s320/IMG_5685.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452643343982809874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/S6uumrnNC4I/AAAAAAAAAQY/MwYtZR4Rl_A/s1600/IMG_5855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/S6uumrnNC4I/AAAAAAAAAQY/MwYtZR4Rl_A/s320/IMG_5855.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452643753427536770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you know these events are just tools for a bigger purpose... &lt;b&gt;TO BEAT CANCER! TO HELP BRING AWARENESS! TO RAISE MUCH NEEDED FUNDS! TO FIND A CURE! TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE! TO HAVE A PURPOSE! &lt;/b&gt;Do any of these reasons resonate with you? Pick one... or more than one. But all it takes is just one reason alone to make a donation today. It's easy to do .. just click on the Team In Training Logo at the top right of my page titled: Death Ride 2010 Donation Page. Remember your donation is a tax write off and 75% of all donations will go directly to the Cause. Thank you to all those that have already donated.. you ARE making a difference! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;"In helping others, we shall help ourselves, for whatever good we give out completes the circle and comes back to us."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Flora Edwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-3408310407825865084?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/3408310407825865084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=3408310407825865084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/3408310407825865084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/3408310407825865084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-all-uphill.html' title='It&apos;s All Uphill!!'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/S6uiOf9NQLI/AAAAAAAAAPw/S7D9I9ePdDI/s72-c/IMG_5789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-6082903831650469623</id><published>2010-03-05T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T21:16:55.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Have I Been Up To?</title><content type='html'>Wow it's hard to believe that I finished my first Ironman (Vineman) just last August as well as the AIDS LifeCycle Ride last June! Life since both events has been far from boring. I have been keeping busy participating in less time consuming events such as: A half ironman, full and half marathons, intro to fire dancing; flying trapeze; outdoor rock climbing, zip lining and perfecting my snow boarding skills! I've also tried to find more of a balance in my life by placing more emphasis on dating and meeting new people. Life has been a blessing for me. Im surrounded by the most wonderful and amazing people, I'm content in my job and I have my health. What more could a girl ask for? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you know me well enough though, being content is not enough. You know that I believe in giving back to those in need. Last year, through Team In Training,  you helped me raise funds for the Leukemia &amp;amp; Lymphoma Society. Together we raised $6,000 to help fight blood cancers but the fight isn't over. There are too many people that are still being effected. Do you have a connection? Do you know anyone who is fighting for their life as we speak? Have you ever lost someone to cancer? Cancer can strike anyone.. young and old, a family member, a coworker, a neighbor... YOU. Let's fight a good fight. Let's band together and strive to make a difference. Im raising funds again and 75% of all the funds I raise goes towards the research needed to help find a cure! Its an investment that can only have a positive outcome and benefits everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have signed up yet for another endurance event through Team In Training. I will be participating in a grueling cycling event called the Death Ride on July 9, 2010. You can find out more about the details of the event if you click on the DR Logo to the right of my page. Thus far the training has been brutal. The distances have varied from 30-65 miles. Future rides will have increasing distances, elevation and varying climates. Again the physical challenge at hand will be a difficult one. Although I am already questioning my abilities to completing the task at hand, I know that with a strong mind I can rise to any challenge. I again will need your help. Please help me to raise the funds needed to make a difference. You can click on the Team In Training Logo to the right and it will lead you to my donation page. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks so much for all your past and present support. Please check back often as I will try to keep you updated as my training progresses. With love, Belinda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS..  You may notice an Ironman Canada Logo to the right. I am also training for my 2nd Ironman event on August 29, 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-6082903831650469623?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/6082903831650469623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=6082903831650469623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/6082903831650469623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/6082903831650469623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-have-i-been-up-to.html' title='What Have I Been Up To?'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-5236341732155945413</id><published>2009-08-10T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T17:40:52.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post Ironman Adventure - Zip Line &amp; Rappelling</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c88a02b0ebdb5d2d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc88a02b0ebdb5d2d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330309964%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D409FE7A9F0EE28964ADF78ABE83574A36BC7FB66.7B772C8E4921B13D3953EBD277176C96493C9764%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc88a02b0ebdb5d2d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPwcj4pze5OWjZtNoaupHQdg5ccs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc88a02b0ebdb5d2d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330309964%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D409FE7A9F0EE28964ADF78ABE83574A36BC7FB66.7B772C8E4921B13D3953EBD277176C96493C9764%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc88a02b0ebdb5d2d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPwcj4pze5OWjZtNoaupHQdg5ccs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-5236341732155945413?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c88a02b0ebdb5d2d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/5236341732155945413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=5236341732155945413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/5236341732155945413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/5236341732155945413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-post-ironman-adventure-zip-line.html' title='First Post Ironman Adventure - Zip Line &amp; Rappelling'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-4844114912402614774</id><published>2009-08-05T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T13:56:03.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's IronWoman Belinda to you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="bodyDrftID" class=""&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td id="drftMsgContent" style="font: inherit; "&gt;&lt;div id="yiv582762893"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="bodyDrftID" class=""&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td id="drftMsgContent" style="font: inherit; "&gt;&lt;div id="yiv1242013013"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="bodyDrftID" class=""&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td id="drftMsgContent" style="font: inherit; "&gt;&lt;div id="yiv1768730550"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="bodyDrftID" class=""&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td id="drftMsgContent" style="font: inherit; "&gt;Prior to this race I used to envision myself crossing that finish line and just breaking down emotionally. Instead I found myself feeling stunned that my goal was finally reached. I was looking for some kind of overwhelming change to happen. But for some reason I felt like it was just another Iron Team training day... it just included a lot more support. Well now it's 4 days later and it's all starting to sink in. I just did a full Ironman (140.6) and I did it with all the focus and determination that I had in me! Because of all that had happened this past training season, I could not have been more prepared for this day. There was no fear in my ability, I was going to do this and cross that finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the wee hours prior to the event, envelopes were slipped under our hotel doors. Each Coach had written a note conveying words of encouragement and pride. But not until I read my own letter to myself did tears start to fall. Early on in the training season we were asked to sit down and write a letter to ourselves. A letter that would be delivered to us the night prior to our Ironman events. This was an especially difficult letter to write because of the days events. I had again failed to make the swim distance at Lake Del Valle, I was freezing, I was nauseous and half bonked. I had panicked in the water that day. What could I want to say to myself? What would I want to hear? When I wrote this I wasn't sure if I would actually ever even get to read it. Having this letter in my hand validated that I had made it to my Ironman Event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Dear Me,&lt;br /&gt;Wow can you believe you're here? You DID this!!! You set your goal and you did it! You were so scared of swimming. You struggled. You took the time to do all the swim work outs and look at you... You ARE going to do this tomorrow. YOU ARE READY!!! Remember it's forward motion. Just keep going. Be resilient and DON'T STOP!!!! Make sure to love yourself and give yourself the ability to just enjoy the day. Relax, there will NEVER be another 1st Ironman. Take it all in. Try to sleep. Make sure you eat.. and let go. You are worth it and deserve so much more. Life is beautiful! Love, Me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race was just that .. I kept the phrase,&lt;b&gt; "FORWARD MOTION"&lt;/b&gt; in my arsenal. I just kept swimming. Telling myself that I had to keep going. I was &lt;b&gt;RESILIENT&lt;/b&gt; on the bike course when I had to climb Chalk Hill for a second time. It was the one and only time during the race that I fought back tears because of the pain my quads were enduring during the climb. I wouldn't allow myself to rest until I made it to the top because I knew exactly what was on the other side... which was a nice long downhill and then into transition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During those moments on the bike course when I found myself alone. I would recall phrases given or said to me by others and I would say them out loud repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;From Tori:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; "Hush girl. Hush your lips. Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips." (This was a                        quote from a song) I laughed every time I would say it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;From Beau:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;"Be calm. Be great."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;From Claire Blaney:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;"You're DOING IT! You're f 'ing DOING IT! You're going to have a great race                                     day!" (She was screaming this as I was passing her on my bike)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;From me:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; "Where are you Chalk Hill? Show you're f 'ing face!" (I was determined to make that                         second climb)&lt;br /&gt;"Brenda.. are you there? I need a push."&lt;br /&gt;"You've worked too damned hard. Keep going. Push."&lt;br /&gt;"I've been through worse. This is nothing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, fantasy;"&gt;I made sure &lt;b&gt;TO TAKE IT ALL IN&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial, fantasy;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, fantasy;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ENJOY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial, fantasy;"&gt; the moments as I started the 26.2 mile run course. My legs were stiff at the start of the first loop but soon found a comfortable stride by the second loop. I was fortunate enough to have a friend/friends volunteer to run along side me to keep me company. We would do a 4 min run and a 1 min walk. Our motto was to run during the down hills and walk during the up hills.  Both Leigha (who ran the entire 26.2) and Rowena were amazing and im so thankful that they were there to push me along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;Things I did for the first time ever: &lt;b&gt;Warning to the queasy...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I peed and swam at the same time. I usually have to stop during a race in order to do this or just hold it the entire time. I swim way too slow to hold it. I even surprised myself when I did it unexpectedly. My thought as I was swimming along was.. "Wow, I feel like a big girl now. A real Iron Woman."&lt;br /&gt;* I peed 3 times on my bike while I was racing. Again in the past, I never had the ability to do it. It was always as if I had stage fright. This was the race of my life. I didn't have time or could not afford the time to stop and get off my bike during the race. I was either going to hold it in the entire almost 8 hours or I was going to go IRON and just pee while I rode. I was careful to be sure no one was behind me and I would always rinse off with water afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;* This was the first event of &lt;b&gt;swim&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;bike&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;run&lt;/b&gt; that I completed fully this entire season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an amazing day. I could not have asked for a more perfect race. I finished my entire 140.6 mile race in 15:51. I was surrounded by so many wonderful people; friends, family and Ironmates. All of them cheering... all of them waiting for me to cross that finish line. These wonderful people loss their voices, sat, stood, walked and at various points ran all about throughout the 16 hour race. Even friends I had not seen in such a long time came out to show support. I want to say a big THANK YOU to all of you, near and far. You were with me from the beginning and knew of the struggles. You pushed for me to keep going because you had faith in me. You donated and helped me to make a difference. You gave support with kind words. You trained with me when you didn't have to. You showed "Jazz Hands". You fed me. You made me laugh. You forgave me and understood when I wasn't available because I was training. You've helped me keep my promise to see this through to the end. As I've said many times before... I have an amazing life and I am so lucky to have all of YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a 2012 marathon in Antartica booked but what shall I do until then? Suggestions?.....&lt;br /&gt;So stay tuned for my next endeavor. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;LINK TO IRONMAN DAY SLIDESHOW: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/r/nohxwYIM0j_dqBHoBWW2Q_G_rxiMmXgJ"&gt;http://www.slide.com/r/nohxwYIM0j_dqBHoBWW2Q_G_rxiMmXgJ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-4844114912402614774?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4844114912402614774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=4844114912402614774' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/4844114912402614774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/4844114912402614774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/08/thats-ironwoman-belinda-to-you.html' title='That&apos;s IronWoman Belinda to you!'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-5390580111809700783</id><published>2009-07-30T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T04:07:02.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Race Day On Line</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px; 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outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- color:initial;"&gt; Criteria to find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belinda Agamaite&lt;br /&gt;Participant 532&lt;br /&gt;Female&lt;br /&gt;Age 39&lt;br /&gt;From Oakland,&lt;br /&gt;Participating in Full Vineman event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this site you can follow me throughout the day to see where I am on the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.athleteslounge.com/results.php?eventid=2710" style="line-height: 1.2em; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 51, 153); outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;http://www.athleteslounge.com/results.php?eventid=2710&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px; 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I have been told I was crazy, that I could never accomplish such a thing, that I could hurt myself, that I didn't have it in me to complete it. During the training season I was underestimated, believed to be a liability to the TNT Organization because of my poor swimming skills. Another friend revealed to me that she had judged or assumed me to belong in a specific box. Every single one of these individuals were &lt;b&gt;WRONG&lt;/b&gt; about me. You do not know me or of my many facets. You do not know how much will and drive I have. I may be more on the quiet and unassuming side. I may be polite and laid back in character. But I am certainly NOT one to back down from anything that I seriously approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has always been about judgments. I have always had to contend with preconceptions about who I was.... because of the way I dress, the color of my skin, my smaller stature, the slight slant of my eyes, my family history etc., I have risen repeatedly  to all the challenges set forth before me. I have struggled, I have hit rock bottom and have climbed out from the darkness. I failed miserably and have learned from those failures. I have come from divorced parents and an abusive home. I have had to grow up much quicker than I should have. I have survived my own divorce and coming to terms with and the acceptance of who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not special in anyway. We all have had our own challenges and struggles in life. What is most important is how we react to those challenges and struggles. We must battle on and we must grow and evolve. We become &lt;b&gt;STRONGER&lt;/b&gt; in character, in our &lt;b&gt;WILL&lt;/b&gt;, and in our &lt;b&gt;DRIVE&lt;/b&gt;. During Ironman, I will rely on my past experiences and use them to my advantage. They will push me to dig deep, allowing me again to face my own demons and to rise above them. &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; WILL&lt;/b&gt; complete this challenge. &lt;b&gt;I WILL&lt;/b&gt; prove you wrong. &lt;b&gt;I WILL &lt;/b&gt;be determined and strong. &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; WILL NOT&lt;/b&gt; let you assume anything about me. &lt;b&gt;I WILL&lt;/b&gt; be as I have been all my life....... &lt;b&gt;IRON&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-1378544361623545518?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/1378544361623545518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=1378544361623545518' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/1378544361623545518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/1378544361623545518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/07/motivated-and-ready-for-vineman.html' title='Motivated and Ready for Vineman!'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-8085316693178916659</id><published>2009-06-11T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:41:40.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JULY 1 DEADLINE ... I NEED YOUR HELP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SjG7YkUYe4I/AAAAAAAAAOg/q1VODtOXOy4/s1600-h/IMG_0264_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SjG7YkUYe4I/AAAAAAAAAOg/q1VODtOXOy4/s400/IMG_0264_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346260263405910914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone..as you know, I have just returned from completing the AIDS Life Cycle Ride. A 545 mile bicycle journey from San Francisco to LA. I want to say a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; to everyone that supported me both monetarily and emotionally! Without any of you, I could not have completed such a remarkable challenge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As all of you know, I have been training since November 2008 for my full Ironman event in Sonoma (Vineman) on August 1, 2009. If you have forgotten, that includes a 2.4 mile swim, 112 mile bike ride and 26.2 mile run. I am participating in this event to raise funds for the Leukemia &amp;amp; Lymphoma Society (LLS). Each donation helps accelerate finding a cure for leukemia, lymphoma and myeloma. More than 823,000 Americans are battling these blood cancers. I am hoping that my participation in Team In Training will help bring them hope and support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; come in. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I NEED YOUR HELP&lt;/span&gt;.... Its crunch time again and I am short on meeting my fundraising goal. My deadline is fast approaching. All fundraising goals must be met by July 1, 2009. That's just a few short weeks away. Through tears, laughter, early mornings in frigid waters, late nights in a gym, long hours training in the hot sun, sore muscles and various moments of just wanting to walk away ... I have pushed through time and again. Physically I am ready to rise to the challenge on August 1st. If you have not donated already or simply would like to make another donation, great or small...Would you do so now? Every donation is tax deductible. Its simple and easy to do.&lt;br /&gt;Just go to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pages.teamintraining.org/sf/VineFIrn09/bagamaite"&gt;http://pages.teamintraining.org/sf/VineFIrn09/bagamaite&lt;/a&gt; or just click on the IRONTEAM logo in the right column&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all again for everything throughout these past 7 months! Much love to all!!! Belinda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-8085316693178916659?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/8085316693178916659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=8085316693178916659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/8085316693178916659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/8085316693178916659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/06/july-1-deadline-i-need-your-help.html' title='JULY 1 DEADLINE ... I NEED YOUR HELP'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SjG7YkUYe4I/AAAAAAAAAOg/q1VODtOXOy4/s72-c/IMG_0264_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-147424639203492756</id><published>2009-06-08T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T15:38:20.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlights of AIDS LIFECYCLE RIDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DAY 1 San Francisco to Santa Cruz, 79.4 miles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;I managed to crash on the first day. I pulled a "rookie" move and tucked my jacket into my waist band. The sleeves apparently weren't tucked in far enough and got caught in my rear tire. Fortunately for me I was able to keep enough control to land myself just in time on a sand dune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; I purchased a Positive Pedalers wind vest. I absolutely loved the colors. Through out the day people seemed to be giving me extra attention and one person came to me sharing his story about being a first time Positive Pedaler. I realized then that  something was not "quite right". Someone finally explained to me that the vest I was wearing stated that I was positive for HIV.  Apparently there were other jackets available that read Positive Pedaler Supporter that I should of purchased instead.  Its the same as wearing a shirt that says you have cancer when you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; I have never been on a cycling venue of this magnitude before. Safety was of the upmost importance. Whenever passing someone, the person should always shout out, "On your left". Well with 2500 riders that can get very old, very quickly. That night I swore I was going to dream about me shouting out "On your left" but instead I shouted out.. "glass"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; The day started out foggy and misty but then turned into a sunny day. Saw old friends that I did not realize were doing the Ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stops on the side of the road included:&lt;/strong&gt; Pie, Strawberries, Candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite joke of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; "Someone once said that a black man would become president when pigs flew. One hundred days after President Obahma took office, we had Swine Flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 Santa Cruz to King City, 107.6 miles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;Lots of crosswinds occurred. At some points it took all my efforts to keep my bike and myself from blowing sideways across the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;I had fried artichokes for the first time.. yummmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; I saw the most beautiful rainbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; A girl came up to me to tell me I had great arms. That has NEVER happened before.. so I was completely flattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; I went skinny dipping for the first time ever in my life and with complete strangers. It was amazing and empowering all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 3 King City to Paso Robles, 63.4 miles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; We road on the shoulder of 101 for part of the ride. It was the worst road you could ever imagine to ride your bike on. There was no passing allowed and to avoid the really deep cracks you actually had to ride the white line. By the time we exited 101 we all had developed tension headaches and pains in our necks and shoulders from all the jostling around. It was both quite scary and very dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;A man was dressed up like a pill on the side of the road and it read on his costume, "You are my Viagra". As you passed him he would tell you, "You keep me up".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; There were just kind people all  around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; New motto: "Make your life count"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; When we returned to camp each rider received a personal hand written note from a child wishing them luck on their ride. My note was very sweet and endearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; We were told of a rider that was so inspired by the ALC Ride that she went back to China to pilot her own version. It was The Equality Ride (or something similar) and only had 17 riders signed up. It took very courageous people to commit to such a ride in China. It brought tears to my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; I befriended one of the roadies, Virgil at dinner one evening. He was making little brown bear ears for the helmets and hats of his good group of friends. He was nice enough to make me a set of ears for my helmet. He also shared with me that he had been living with HIV for many years. He was a very sweet soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 Paso Robles to Santa Maria, 94.1 miles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; I didn't sleep very well and my morning started off with everything seemingly going wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; I managed to get some sort of "buzzing" bug caught in my sunglasses while I was riding. Fortunately for me I was able to remain calm enough to remove my sunglasses to set it free before I could get stung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; I conquered a hill that had a 21% grade. It was not mentioned on the route sheet. I guess that was a good thing because I would of worried about it all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; I had the best cinnamon bun EVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; This day was my most challenging day. By the time I got to rest stop 3 I was spent. As I went through the snack line I ran into Jenny. She always handed out snacks at this rest stop. She could tell I wasn't myself. She stopped what she was doing and came around to the front of the table to give me a big, long hug. She whispered in my ear that grandmas give the best hugs. I guess it got to me because I started crying. I felt better soon after I let some of the emotions out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; The announcement at dinner that Obahma declared that June was officially LGBT month and asked the people of the United States to reverse discrimination. Everyone clapped and cheered and some cried for such an important milestone... including myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Some slogans:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Drink, Pee or get an IV"&lt;br /&gt;"An AIDS LifeCycle banner on a church that read, "You can't stumble if you're on your knees"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 5  Santa Maria to Lonpoc, 67.7 miles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;Head winds from hell. At some point I would say, "Passing on your left...ummm Well maybe ..ummm Nevermind..I seem to be going backwards now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;I ate A LOT of bugs.. It was a very buggy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;Today was Red Dress Day. I opted not to wear a dress but just a simple tee and rainbow colored socks. The costumes were unreal on this day. We were a sea of 2500 riders with the color red on. It was a spectacular sight to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;I found a little bbq joint and had the best tri tip bbq sandwich ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;Hills, hills, hills, hills, hills, hills.. Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; I went to bed very early this night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Some slogans:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keep it safe, Keep it sexy, Keep it shhhhhh"&lt;br /&gt;"Hydrate, Pee and Repeat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 6 Lompoc to Ventura, 85.5 miles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; We woke up to puddles of water in our tents from the rainstorm during the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; My clothes were just about dry finally but then were soaked again from the unexpected rain. I wore wet clothes shorts and sports bra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; I was one of the early birds and managed to get on the road even though we were still getting pummeled with rain.&lt;br /&gt;The first rest stop was 15 miles away. I decided that since my knees were still sore from yesterdays ride, that I would take my time today. My motto this day was, "Wet is wet".... so I forged through. At one point a semi came along and pushed a tidal wave of water onto a group of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; By the time I got to rest stop 1 it was announced that no one was allowed to go any further. Apparently a mud slide had occurred further ahead as well as a fatal car accident. CHP shut the ALC Ride down for the rest of the day. Everyone at rest stop one had the choice of riding back 15 miles to camp and jumping on a bus to Ventura or immediately getting on a bus at rest stop 1 leaving your bike behind to be sagged later to Ventura. I was lucky enough to get on one of the first buses to Ventura. There were only 7 buses available with a maximum of 50 seats available to transport 2500 riders... You do the math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; I arrived in Ventura soaking wet and with no gear. The camp wasn't going to be open or set up for another 3 or 4 hours. A group of us decided to hitch hike it into downtown Ventura to a thrift store. We all purchased dry outfits to change into for the day. My outfit only cost $4.95 including flip flops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; Ventura was sunny and beautiful and right by the ocean. Myself and Renate decided to go for a nice cold swim. It was great for the achey quads that I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; A  candle light vigil was held on the beach under the evening stars. It was both beautiful and symbolic to see so many people gathered, each with a candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 7 Ventura to Los Angeles, 61.5 miles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; It was an absolutely beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; The route was fairly flat and fast paced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; Going through Malibu was a bit stressful because the cars were parked along the the highway and there were also a lot of surfers with surf boards. Most times the surfers weren't paying attention and you had to watch out for ends of surfboards possibly taking you out. You also had to be aware of car doors opening suddenly as you passed as well as the traffic to your left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;A few of us stopped for coffee and I noticed how everyone that lived in the area seemed to be "hollywood" gorgeous. It was ridiculous how beautiful people were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The ride this day was bitter sweet. We were all tired and ready to sleep in our own beds but we knew that this would be our last ride. This week we lived in a world that was ideal. Everyone was equal.. Everyone was kind and giving... No one was judgemental or had a mean word or thought to convey. Honesty was shown repeatedly. My tentmate lost her wallet on day 3. It was returned by the days end with nothing missing. Another individual lost $250 in cash and retrieved it at lost and found later that same evening. Strangers would volunteer to help pitch each others tents or to transport heavy gear for someone who was too tired. There were always smiling faces, kind words and new connections to be made. I joked that I was once told that this event was "life changing".. by "life changing" I thought I would automatically awaken at 4:30 am and want to ride my bike anywhere from 60 to 107 miles routinely... As well as consume 3 square meals and snack every 15 miles or so. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The truth is&lt;/span&gt;... I was shown that love, honesty, compassion and equality can exist on a daily basis. I have been changed because I now know that it is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;POSSIBLE&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you to everyone who helped me reached such a remarkable goal.&lt;br /&gt;*Collectively the ALC Riders raised 10.2 million dollars towards AIDS Research and funding for medicines and much needed programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-147424639203492756?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/147424639203492756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=147424639203492756' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/147424639203492756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/147424639203492756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/06/highlights-of-aids-lifecycle-ride.html' title='Highlights of AIDS LIFECYCLE RIDE'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-1308725473388333181</id><published>2009-06-08T21:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T15:41:52.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Link To Photos For AIDS LifeCycle RIDE 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/r/xJ8FrJnZ0z8j6aUYPy9JPRL7XTMGfy6-?previous_view=mscd_embedded_url&amp;amp;view=original"&gt;http://www.slide.com/r/xJ8FrJnZ0z8j6aUYPy9JPRL7XTMGfy6-?previous_view=mscd_embedded_url&amp;amp;view=original&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-1308725473388333181?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/1308725473388333181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=1308725473388333181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/1308725473388333181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/1308725473388333181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/06/aids-lifecycle-ride-2009_08.html' title='Link To Photos For AIDS LifeCycle RIDE 2009'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-5464859832055901220</id><published>2009-05-29T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T09:54:29.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Snippet of the First Century I Did</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fUGRLjU_1oQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fUGRLjU_1oQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&lt;br /&gt; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/Sf-7lGI20yI/AAAAAAAAANo/fcNXhKe2BR0/s320/IMG_9748_1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332186729807270690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a weekend I had! As you all know I had a lot of pressure on me to complete my swim by the cut off time set by TNT. I was ready.... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I COULDN'T BE MORE READY&lt;/span&gt;. The energy that morning was unreal. It was my first official triathlon event of this magnitude.. I couldn't help but get excited along with everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My wave for 30-39 years old females wouldn't set off until 9:20 am. So I was able to get down into the transition area fairly early to set up all my gear. .. for the swim, bike and run. Luckily for me I had an Ironmate in my division/wave.. Lulu. Together we checked and rechecked our gear. We even managed to find the time to watch some of the elite come into transition as well as see some of our Ironmates from earlier waves head into the water.. Time was ticking away and our wave was soon to be up. As I stepped onto the ramp path towards the waters edge, I remained calm. Lulu gave me a few reassuring words to let me know I could do this. We stood there in the middle of the pack and at first I was going to hang back and let everyone go before me. Then with a big hug, Lulu told me to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GO FOR IT&lt;/span&gt;.. and that it was my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;time to shine&lt;/span&gt;. As the count down to the start began and with those words in my head, I followed right behind Lulu. I couldn't afford to be timid and waste any time. I knew I could do this swim. The water was in the mid 60s. Even though it was fairly warm by my standards.. I was the only participant in my wave to wear a long sleeve shirt under my sleeveless wet suit, as well as booties for my feet. I couldn't afford to be cold in the water, so hence the nerdy garb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just went along with the crowd. There was splashing everywhere. Everyone was trying to find their own space in the water so that they could ultimately find their groove. The course was shaped as one large rectangle that mapped out a 1.2 mile distance from start to finish. I just paced myself the entire time. With each freestyle stroke I would propel my body forward... breathing every 3 strokes. I would site off each large orange buoy that I approached. I wanted to keep up with the pack but knew that it was best that I just kept my pace. Steady and calm I kept telling myself.. don't panic... you've done this. There were at least 2 or 3 more waves behind me and I could feel them encroaching on me and eventually most of them passing by. I wouldn't let it bother me.. my goal was just to make the cut off. I had a number of people swim over me and a few with whom my face almost met with their thrashing feet. I did manage to accidentally kick a woman full on in the face myself. I felt horrible about it and managed to pause long enough to apologize. Later I was told by teammates that there is no "sorry" in triathlons. Things happen and you just keep going. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/Sf--E7SY4EI/AAAAAAAAAOI/y7dLVrAh8x8/s1600-h/IMG_9733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/Sf--E7SY4EI/AAAAAAAAAOI/y7dLVrAh8x8/s320/IMG_9733.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332189475673530434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I swam, I kept hearing lifeguards telling me that I was so close and that I was doing great. I could see the giant arch made of balloons that signified the end. I was there and knew that my time had come. As I stood up, I immediately looked at my watch... 1:03, well within the 1:20 parameter set by TNT and the coaches. .. and within the 1:10 cut off parameter set by Wildflower! I took that moment to just take it all in.. I did it and no one could that away from me. As I jogged up the ramp, back towards transition, there were very few people left. Amy, my friend and the EFT Specialist who has been helping me, was there to witness my accomplishment. We were both elated. Leslie the team manager was also there to welcome me in. She gave me a "good job".. and I replied with a thank you and with a triumphant voice, asked her to let the coaches know that I had done it! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/Sf-7zYOY2GI/AAAAAAAAANw/xFIXg3XrT_o/s1600-h/IMG_9721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/Sf-7zYOY2GI/AAAAAAAAANw/xFIXg3XrT_o/s320/IMG_9721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332186975180478562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now the rest of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got back into the transition area and quickly removed my wet suit and wet clothing. I immediately started to dry off and change into my bike gear. I quickly grabbed my bike and was ready to roll.. and so I thought. I had a flat in my rear tire... I couldn't imagine that this could happen now. I attempted to check the valve to see if it was open... and tried to pump air back into it with a CO2 cartridge.. no luck. Someone came by and tried to help. I was told that I needed a floor pump. Of course I didn't have one on hand. I immediately ran up the hill with flat tire in hand and went to the repair tent at the expo. My tube was quickly replaced with a new one. Apparently there was a tear found near the stem of the tube that had caused a slow leak.. hence a flat tire. Looking back now... I had panicked big time. My brain had gone to mush.. I could of fixed the flat myself but didn't feel confident enough to do it. This would cost me later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bike course was 55 miles long.. with a long  steep climb after the 1st mile and another steeper climb around mile 43 named "Nasty Grade", followed with rolling hills for the remaining part of the course. Because of the amount of time I used in transition, I needed to make up the difference in my ride. I had to make it back to the transition area by 2:45 or I wouldn't be allowed to do the run part of the event. I refused to give up and I pushed myself hard. I knew I couldn't afford to take the time to stop if I were to make the cut off time. For 55 miles I kept a forward motion. The sun was out in full force, as well as the head winds. I saw very few participants for the first 30 or so miles. I kept thinking I must of been one of the last ones out of transition. I was angry with with myself for letting this happen. I didn't want my actual Ironman event in August to be like this. I had cut it too close and was racing against the clock. I eventually made it into the transition area at 3:00.. I missed the cut off by 15 min. According to the records I spent an entire 29 min. in transition earlier. I ultimately would've made the cut off. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/Sf-8ryWajlI/AAAAAAAAAN4/UeSCb7uyFh0/s1600-h/IMG_9756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/Sf-8ryWajlI/AAAAAAAAAN4/UeSCb7uyFh0/s320/IMG_9756.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332187944266141266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The race director was there to take my timing chip. I didn't care at this point. What I wanted to do was get onto the run course so that I could complete the entire event.. but was immediately told that I was not allowed to continue any further. There were people at the start of the run blocking anyone else from going onto the course. I was angry and disappointed in myself.. I had worked so hard up to this point and this was how it was going to end? I found out later that a few people came in after the bike cut off and still managed to negotiate their way onto the run course. Looking back I wish I had been more aggressive about being allowed to finish my race... Again another lesson learned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I could of, would of, should of"&lt;/span&gt;.... all of these come into mind. What I need to remember was that this was a learning experience for me. What can I take away from this Half Ironman? I'm certainly going to learn to change a flat with confidence and speed. I am even more focused and determined to improve on my swim skills and bike time. I calculated my bike time at about 4:08 hours and I estimate that I could've finished the run in about 2:30. After adding all the numbers. I would've most likely finished the entire race in 8 hours give or take. I definitely need to step it up if I am to be ready for my event in August. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FYI:&lt;/span&gt; Since I did not complete the run I decided to tell everyone that I did the "Wildflow**"  instead of Wildflower... Next year I plan to return and complete the entire course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the training continues and so does the fundraising. Please if you haven't already donated, would you mind making a contribution to either Cause? Small or large.. every dollar you donate will help someone in need. I continue to make the commitment daily as I have promised.. but I need your help in raising the funds necessary. Just click on either Logo to the right of the page and you will be sent directly to my donation pages. Thank you all for your support.. I will continue to work hard for you, for the coaches and for the people that need our help! GO TEAM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-7176966462398065020?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7176966462398065020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=7176966462398065020' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7176966462398065020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7176966462398065020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/05/wildflow.html' title='Wildflow**'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/Sf-7lGI20yI/AAAAAAAAANo/fcNXhKe2BR0/s72-c/IMG_9748_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-7983307827138070080</id><published>2009-04-29T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T21:40:13.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Time To Go IRON and ROCK Wildflower!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/Sfj-n7ji73I/AAAAAAAAANY/ZVEcTKBDvfM/s1600-h/Wildflower1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 163px; height: 123px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/Sfj-n7ji73I/AAAAAAAAANY/ZVEcTKBDvfM/s400/Wildflower1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330290120948117362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seemonterey.com/wildflower-triathlon"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;http://www.seemonterey.com/wildflower-triathlon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Saturday I will participating in the 2009 Avia Wildflower Half Ironman (Long Course). This is the same course that we, as a team, did for our Half Ironman Training Weekend at Lake San Antonio. As you may recall, I had "some difficulties" with the swim to say the least. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Half Ironman distance includes:  1.2 mile swim, 56 mile bike, and 13.1 mile run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can say is, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM READY&lt;/span&gt;. I have done everything possible to prepare myself for this day. Even though the coaches and LLS were not behind me, I was still surrounded by so many that believed in me. A "Team Belinda" was formed. I had the support of friends, old and new... And even the support of others whom I've never met. My teammates continually offered inspiring words and also have taken opportunities to swim with me in open water. Sometimes the swims would take place in a warm sunny lake and at other times in the cold ocean water during a rainstorm. I am very thankful for my "swim consultant"/friend  Mike Kyle. He was the one that swam along side me at training weekend. He has believed in me from the start, never to waiver in his opinion. Im also very fortunate to have found the support of Amy Ryan, an EFT Specialist (Emotional Feeling Therapy Specialist), who I can now call a dear friend. She has been working with me closely to help me overcome my nausea issues. We've been seeing each other twice a week for the past month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In case "Team Belinda" wasn't aware... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;.. ALL OF YOU.... FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART!  You are the definition of the word &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEAM&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as you can see I have left no stone unturned. Regardless of the outcome on Saturdays swim, I will have no regrets. I can do nothing more. Wildflower is only 3 days away. Im excited and I am ready to show everyone what means to be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IRON&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-7983307827138070080?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7983307827138070080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=7983307827138070080' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7983307827138070080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7983307827138070080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-time-to-go-iron-and-rock-wildflower.html' title='Its Time To Go IRON and ROCK Wildflower!'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/Sfj-n7ji73I/AAAAAAAAANY/ZVEcTKBDvfM/s72-c/Wildflower1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-6071986341987894192</id><published>2009-04-23T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T22:15:57.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter From One Of Our Honorees</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse;   font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to send you a quick note to say hello and to thank you for&lt;br /&gt;being part of Ironteam.  You all know what Ironteam symbolizes to the&lt;br /&gt;group but I am not sure if any of the honorees have shared what&lt;br /&gt;Ironteam means to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironteam is a team made up of all kinds of people, men and women of&lt;br /&gt;all age groups, some fast, some not so fast.  You all have different&lt;br /&gt;strengths on the swim, bike and run.  For some it may come easy, and&lt;br /&gt;for some it is more of a challenge.  Then you also have to add&lt;br /&gt;nutrition in some format liquid, or not.  You all also add to your hat&lt;br /&gt;fundraising, and that is not any easy thing to do.  You give up most&lt;br /&gt;of your personal lives so that others can live, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing you all have in common is the passion to find a cure for&lt;br /&gt;cancer, and are relentless about giving up, just like cancers&lt;br /&gt;survivors we are relentless about giving up.  Many regardless of how&lt;br /&gt;hard they fought were not able to overcome the horrible disease.&lt;br /&gt;While people are surviving cancer there are still not enough people,&lt;br /&gt;everyone deserves a to survive cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all have your own reasons for being part of the cure for cancer&lt;br /&gt;and I am proud of each and everyone of you.  I would have rather been&lt;br /&gt;out playing with my friends, or ridining my bike than being sick in&lt;br /&gt;bed from my cancer treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have a choice but to fight, and you do - so when you climbing&lt;br /&gt;up a hill that you just want turn turn around or wait to be picked up,&lt;br /&gt;think of the children, men and women whom are not able to be outside&lt;br /&gt;or enjoying time with their loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These women and men are you - the ironteam - Go Long, Go Strong, GO&lt;br /&gt;Ironteam&lt;br /&gt;YOU ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honoree Kev&lt;br /&gt;(Clink linkg for a photo of me from my childhood)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www1.snapfish.com/slideshow/AlbumID=140909062/PictureID=2599009713/a=1023984_1023984/otsc=SHR/otsi=SPIClink/COBRAND_NAME=snapfish" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(42, 93, 176); "&gt;http://www1.snapfish.com/&lt;wbr&gt;slideshow/AlbumID=140909062/&lt;wbr&gt;PictureID=2599009713/a=&lt;wbr&gt;1023984_1023984/otsc=SHR/otsi=&lt;wbr&gt;SPIClink/COBRAND_NAME=snapfish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-6071986341987894192?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/6071986341987894192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=6071986341987894192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/6071986341987894192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/6071986341987894192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/04/letter-from-one-of-our-honorees.html' title='A Letter From One Of Our Honorees'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-1456008881533520483</id><published>2009-04-23T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:13:46.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Training Pics Mo. 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 9px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-0a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=360287970209991434&amp;amp;site=widget-0a.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=360287970209991434&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-0a.slide.com/p1/360287970209991434/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=360287970209991434&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-0a.slide.com/p2/360287970209991434/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=360287970209991434&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-0a.slide.com/p4/360287970209991434/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-1456008881533520483?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/1456008881533520483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=1456008881533520483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/1456008881533520483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/1456008881533520483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/04/training-pics-mo-6.html' title='Training Pics Mo. 6'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-6225611386671641458</id><published>2009-04-23T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T23:39:23.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's New?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SfDgQZxR8hI/AAAAAAAAANI/9nPQXUBtC-c/s1600-h/IMG_9592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SfDgQZxR8hI/AAAAAAAAANI/9nPQXUBtC-c/s320/IMG_9592.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328004931579408914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cutting to the chase of it: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few email exchanges and one "almost" 3:1 meeting between myself, the head coach, the team manager and the LLS director seemed to have settled each sides grievances. A compromise had been determined. LLS/TNT expressed their concerns for my safety and capability to complete my swim. Knowing my dissatisfaction with their decision, a few alternate choices were placed on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A)&lt;/span&gt; I could have a "pitch swimmer". I would do the bike and run part and someone else could do the swim part.. becoming the first ever "duathlete" with Ironteam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;B)&lt;/span&gt; Although advised against it: By May 24th I could test to swim 1.2 miles within the 1:20 window either through a sanctioned event or through an Ironteam coach. Until then I cannot do any open water swims with the team. I would have to have my own personal "swim consultant" that I must meet with routinely and then a weekly report as to my progress would need to be provided to the team coaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;C)&lt;/span&gt; Should I fail to do option &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;(B)&lt;/span&gt; I can then choose option &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt; or go to option &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;(D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;D)&lt;/span&gt; Walk away from the entire Ironman event. The money I did fundraise would then be held in limbo and rolled over into a different event of my choosing for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;E)&lt;/span&gt; Should I pass the test: I would then be allowed to rejoin Ironteam for open water swims. I would also be required to continue seeing a personal "swim consultant" and have weekly reports about my progress be provided for the remaining duration of the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What have I been doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been SWIMMING like a fish! I now have a personal "swim consultant"/friend who is helping me achieve that perfect swim stroke, body/balance position in the water. I have also been seeing an EFT specialist to help me overcome my nausea. And I have been swimming as often as I can in open water and in my wet suit. Pssts.. now keep this on the "down low" but I now know I CAN swim the 1.2 miles within the time allotted. :) I've already done it several times.. so stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SfCR772Bo5I/AAAAAAAAANA/ilvgXDnJAWM/s1600-h/IMG_9596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SfCR772Bo5I/AAAAAAAAANA/ilvgXDnJAWM/s320/IMG_9596.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327918818041897874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another quick update:&lt;/span&gt; This past weekend I signed up and completed back to back Century rides. This was a great accomplishment for me personally. In training I have never ridden further than 65 miles. &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In just one weekend alone, I rode just slightly over 200 miles. I rode in a climate of 90+ degree weather and climbed anywhere from 5,500-6,000 feet of elevation daily.  My nutrition was good and I was well hydrated. I battled any demons laying before me. I must say the 2nd Century Ride was more challenging. My body was already taxed from the previous days Century. The route was less shaded and more available to the suns rays. I also rode alone without any of my core Ironmates surrounding me. The weekends events was an ultimate test of my endurance, my determination and my training and it paid off!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**My song to get me through the grueling moments: Build Me Up Butter Cup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(im going to have to print out the song lyrics before my next event)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-6225611386671641458?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/6225611386671641458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=6225611386671641458' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/6225611386671641458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/6225611386671641458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/04/whats-new.html' title='What&apos;s New?'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SfDgQZxR8hI/AAAAAAAAANI/9nPQXUBtC-c/s72-c/IMG_9592.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-6219584164238047314</id><published>2009-04-09T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T10:56:27.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relentless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/Sd4hOJj5exI/AAAAAAAAAMo/wfZeYa1LJBs/s1600-h/n666807351_2106618_1798008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/Sd4hOJj5exI/AAAAAAAAAMo/wfZeYa1LJBs/s400/n666807351_2106618_1798008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322728336566876946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I swim because I can. I swim because you say I can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Success is not measured by what you accomplish, but by the opposition you have encountered, and the courage with which you have maintained the struggle against overwhelming odds." - Orison Swett Marden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-6219584164238047314?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/6219584164238047314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=6219584164238047314' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/6219584164238047314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/6219584164238047314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/04/relentless.html' title='Relentless'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/Sd4hOJj5exI/AAAAAAAAAMo/wfZeYa1LJBs/s72-c/n666807351_2106618_1798008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-373178311812589486</id><published>2009-04-05T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T06:44:02.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Belinda You Can't Swim"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SdmGmqQXmZI/AAAAAAAAAMg/40gBYnL4RAY/s1600-h/IMG_9500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SdmGmqQXmZI/AAAAAAAAAMg/40gBYnL4RAY/s320/IMG_9500.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321432433451047314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would of wrote this blog last night but I was still trying to process the news given to me yesterday. After our 2 hour swim work out and 9 mile trail run.. I was pulled aside by the head coach for a "talk". He wanted to address my "swim issue". Apparently a "decision" was made among the coaches and higher level TNT "big wigs". The coach informed me that legally they could not allow me to  do the swim in my Ironman event. I was told a liability issue was of the greatest concern. During the Half Ironman Distance Training weekend I had "gutted" out the entire 1.2 mile swim but as a trade off.. I swam for 1 hr and 43 min and vomited twice in the water. The vomiting could of been attributed to the amount of time I spent in the water and or the fact that I was swimming in circles and back and forth across the lake while doing the backstroke. As you may remember I was assessed by 2 paramedics.. my sugar was checked, heart rate and temperature taken... all vitals were normal. Of course since I was in the water for so long and I vomited twice.. possible dehydration was what was determined. I was also shaking from being cold... Since I am so thin hypothermia was also something they were looking for (FYI-I shake when I get out of the shower too). Mentally I was aware and answering all questions and admittedly somewhat tired from the swim. &lt;br /&gt;Looking back, my choice in doing the backstroke was a poor one. As I understood it, the goal of the swim was to finish it in its entirety. No "plan B's" were offered. No advice was given prior to the swim. Not everyone finished the entire swim.. they did the best they could do for them. I wonder if any of this would be an issue now if I had chosen to have quit and not do the entire swim of 1.2 miles. I also wonder why I wasn't offered a "plan B". The coaches knew of my struggles with swimming. Although I am now comfortable swimming in a pool..  swimming in open water is a totally different ball game. It was clearly known prior to Half Iron Training weekend of my anxieties with open water swims. Why was I not asked to swim 30 min out and back? Why was I not asked to just break it down and just focus on my freestyle stroke? Why was it not explained to me that it was in my best interest to just try to become more comfortable in the wet suit? That these were all options? That the goal of the day for me was not to swim the entire course (at least not that day) but to instead not worry and focus on "plan B". If I had thought of any of these things as options.. I certainly would of chosen differently. &lt;br /&gt;As a compromise, the coach offered that I could be the "first Iron(WO)man to do a duathlon" instead.. someone else would swim in my place. I was also told that I was still part of the team and could do the swim work outs in the pool but was not allowed to do any more open water swims. These "compromises".. just added more sting to this nasty scenario!! I bursted into angry tears to the coach. I informed him that I have done nothing but bust my ass since the start of training in November of 08. I went into this program barely able to swim 25 yards without having to stop on the pool wall to catch my breathe. I now can swim 2800 yards in the pool along with everyone else. Im still one of the slower swimmers but the point is im swimming and im making the efforts needed towards improvement. I told him that I thought that it was wrong of them to take away my right to try.. I realize that I may not make the swim cut off during my race and im okay with that. My goal is just to try.. to try the best I can... For me, for all the people/family and friends that have supported me and for all the honorees. &lt;br /&gt;After the conversation with the coach... I was left  feeling that they had given up on me.. that I was not good enough.. that I was not worth it. TNT always ask us as participants to make a commitment.. to sign on the dotted line. But where is their commitment to me? There are people lying in hospital beds.. fighting for their lives. The prospects may be dismal but yet they fight. They do not give up. And for them and everyone else I will not give up! I will write my letters to the "big wigs" of TNT and go through all the chains of commands. And even if they still refuse me the right to try... I &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WILL STILL BE AT THAT WATERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;EDGE ON RACE DAY!&lt;/span&gt; Even if I have to do it without the support of TNT.&lt;br /&gt;All my teammates have been very supportive and want to help in any way they can. Today I swam in Sonoma in open water. Three of my teammates.. Les, Meg and Wendi took the time to swim with me. I swam in my wet suit.. I swam further than I have ever in open water (@ 1/2 mile) using a freestyle stroke. I did not get nauseated.. I did not vomit and yes I shivered a little when I got out of the water. My teammates pointed out different ways I could improve my swim to make it more efficient. It felt good to finally be told that I could do this. That all my efforts werent for not. Its amazing what a little positive reenforcement can do.&lt;br /&gt;I have plans to do many more open water swims between now and May 1. I am officially signed up to do the Half Ironman (not through TNT) at Wildflower. This will be the same exact course that I did for Half Iron Distance Training weekend. I will complete the swim and I will finish the bike and the run. GO LONG, GO STRONG and JUST GO!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-373178311812589486?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/373178311812589486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=373178311812589486' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/373178311812589486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/373178311812589486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/04/belinda-you-cant-swim.html' title='&quot;Belinda You Can&apos;t Swim&quot;'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SdmGmqQXmZI/AAAAAAAAAMg/40gBYnL4RAY/s72-c/IMG_9500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-9127927453225464794</id><published>2009-03-24T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T22:16:09.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron(WO)man Training Mos 5 Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-3d.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=360287970209798461&amp;amp;site=widget-3d.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=360287970209798461&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3d.slide.com/p1/360287970209798461/bb_t014_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SchhfXxJO4I/AAAAAAAAALw/2saZHNjVUmE/s320/3381139106_b97ee7413a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316606551694850946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the mantra came in very handy. For the first 3 of 5 buoys  I sang the phrase happily.. "Just keep swimming". Although I started my swim with a freestyle stroke, my wet suit still felt too restricted. I decided to do my usual "backup" stroke the actual backstroke. As I swam staring out at the overcast sky above me.. I counted birds that flew by and listened to the sounds of swimmers passing me. I could also sense when a speed boat would be coming from the far off distance. I imagined that I had the hearing of a canine .. the sound was faint but very high pitched. I was prepared this time and knew to expect some potential waves when the boats would finally pass me. I would not succumb to any panic attacks today! This day I was adamant that I going to swim the entire course of 1.5 miles come hell or high water! I was in a good place.. the water was at 62 degrees which is the warmest its been thus far. I was also laughing at myself and telling myself that my focus was to have fun. I was in a rhythm and just grooving along. A few coaches swam by me and tried to convince me to try to freestyle but I exclaimed to them to leave me alone! That I was moving along just fine the way I was and that all was well. Each buoy was colored differently.. my plan was to reach for small goals. I would tell myself just swim to the next buoy .. thats all I would need to do.  And then I would reach that buoy and have my own personal celebration in my head. I would then encourage myself to sight for the next buoy.. "Lets just get there Belinda".. "Holy shit.. you're doing it!". Then.. slowly it was coming on, nausea. No I would tell myself.. "Dont focus on that".. "Its all in your head".. "Remember to have fun!". Hmmmm well eventually the mantra of "Just keep swimming" was replaced with "Shit, damn, fuck" (Lent to me by a fellow teammate). With each stroke I would repeat this mantra. I could tell I was starting to feel fatigued and I still had 2 buoys yet to reach before I could turn around to swim back to shore. I could see my 2nd to last buoy... it was right there. I could also see my teammate Les. I wasnt too far behind him. He later told me that he was sighting off of me as we swam near each other. But at some point he looked up and I had disappeared. He finally sighted me going across the lake in the wrong direction. He said that I had stopped and popped up my head and had such a look of confusion on my face. Apparently as I was growing more fatigued with the swim, my backstroke became worse. I was told later that they could see me swimming back and forth across the lake.. and even in full circles at times. The 2nd to last buoy that I was so close to earlier.. I must of passed a dozen times. I kept getting further away from it. At this point I was cursing the Sea Gods (or Lake Gods)! I wasnt sure how long I had been swimming. Our Honoree Captain Mike Kyle (absolutely one of my most favorite people) swam along side me. He asked my at one point during the swim.. "What is your goal today Belinda?" I replied, "What do you mean, what is my goal today? He then replied, "How far do you want to go?" I then replied in a slightly irritated tone, '"My goal is to reach that last fucking buoy so I can finally make the turn around and swim back to shore! Why are you asking?" His reply seemed a little cautious., "No reason.. just wondering." I think he may have been afraid to suggest that I turn around at that very moment. Mike Kyle knew.. he knew that I was on a mission to complete this swim. So there I was gagging, burping, feeling green and trying to swim a straight line. Mike Kyle would be my guide.. my swim buddy. He swam along side me.. dragging his red Bay Watch floatation device. I would try to count out 30 strokes and then flip up to sight the next buoy.. but eventually I had to give that up. It would just worsen the nausea. Mike Kyle became my eyes. I could hear his voice.. "right, now left, more left, now right" etc.,&lt;br /&gt;Eventually I made it to that last buoy for the turn around. Mike Kyle made me kiss it. For a moment I felt such a great sense of accomplishment. I actually reached that last buoy! Thats when I told Mike Kyle.. "Lets go the fuck home!" &lt;br /&gt;Just as I was starting my swim back to shore... I felt the overwhelming need to vomit take over me. I yelled out for the red flotation device. There was no shyness.. the ugliness came from me. Usually im an anti vomit girl.. and if I must, I am very private about it. There was no privacy. There we were... me hanging on to the device and Mike Kyle still attached to the device. He was nice.. he said nothing. Looking back its all comical to me now.. but not when it was happening. After the ugliness settled.. I tried to make light of the situation. I asked Mike Kyle.. "Am I still hot?"(You see my nick name for Mr. Mike.. is Mr. Handsome) His reply was, "Yeah baby.. you're still hot!"..laughter then ensued. Okay.. I still needed to get back to shore so that I could get on my bike. Again I would flip onto my back.. with Mike Kyle guiding along. I tried to fight the nausea the entire time. I even tried to freestyle a number of different times but eventually would give up and flip onto my back. I had moments that I would yell out for my red flotation device. I kept getting false alarms.. I couldnt imagine anything else coming from my body. Well apparently I had a little more in there. Again I vomited and with what seemed to be convulsions. I still had one more buoy to pass and then to the shore. The head coach came over a few times ( in his kayak) and implied that I should be towed in. I kept telling him that I was fine and that I would make it. I was so close. I could see the shore.. I could see the swim coach.. I could see all the people waiting for me. I kept chugging along.. fighting the urge to give up. A small break here and there but moving. Eventually the head coach came over again. At the time I thought he was trying to trick me.. he said, "Belinda just lay there and let Mike Kyle tow you in a little while you rest" My reply back was quick and angry, "Fuck if I swam all this way for you to fucking tow me in now.... fuck you!" (I later apologized) And then I was fired up.. I stroked harder and faster then I had the entire time. I was going to do this! I was so focused that at one point I swam backwards into the shoreline and could feel my ass hit the bottom of the lake. As this was occurring .. poor Mike Kyle was trying to stop me but was too late. I just sat up. I was literally sitting in shallow water. It must of tickled a funny bone because I was hysterical with laughter.. we both were. I was just near the pier... I could of climbed out just about there but was instructed that I had to swim AROUND the pier to exit. At this point I was frustrated, weak, cold and exclaiming that I just wanted to get out of the fucking water! &lt;br /&gt;My legs were wobbly but as soon as I could stand I had the biggest and most triumphant smile on my face. I immediately looked at my watch... 53 minutes! I could do this!!!! I was the last one out of the water and needed some help getting my balance. As happy as  I was.. the people around me seemed concerned. No one was celebrating with me. Why? As I made my way up the trail and up the hill.. I was escorted and asked about how I felt. I replied that I felt a little tired but was so happy about my accomplishment... and that I was ready to jump on the bike. At the top of the hill I was told that they wanted me to talk to some people before I got on the bike. I was confused.. who did they want me to talk to? They pointed at an ambulance in the distance (its always standard to have one at a big event such as this). I thought to myself (or maybe I said it out loud)..you've got to be fucking kidding me.. im fine! The paramedics greeted me.. and before being asked... I automatically gave my name, the date, where I was and any pertinent information to let them know that I was of sound mind and body. They were not impressed.. I was asked to climb into the ambulance so that they could check my vitals. I was very reluctant but what could I do? I was asked a number of question.. hooked up to a heart rate monitor, blood taken to check my sugar levels etc., They asked me if I knew how long I was out there. I told them that I had been swimming for 53 minutes. Then the swim coach stepped in to inform the paramedics that I was actually out in the water for 1 hour and 43 minutes.. way too long for the water temperature. When I heard this I was in shock! There was no way I was out there for that long. I explained to the coach that my watch read 53 minutes. She calmly said that I couldve possibly hit a button mistakenly.  Was I crazy? I swear I was out there for 53 minutes and someone was playing a cruel joke. Im going to have to swim 2.4 miles for my actual event and I have only 2 hours and 10 minutes to make the swim cut off. Holy shit.. I didnt swim well.. I actually sucked! I gave in at that moment.. I let them do what they wanted to me. I was wrapped up in warm blankets and watched carefully. They wanted to take me to the hospital to fill me with fluids. They were afraid that I was dehydrated from all the vomiting and becoming hypothermic.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/Schi6FC4SiI/AAAAAAAAAMI/lsKgzGaGPWg/s1600-h/IMG_9378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/Schi6FC4SiI/AAAAAAAAAMI/lsKgzGaGPWg/s320/IMG_9378.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316608110037060130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I told them that I refused to go and that I was going to be okay. I was also told that it was not in my best interest to get on the bike today. And if I did choose to do so I would have to sign a waiver releasing TNT from any liability. I was at a loss and I was completely exhausted. I eventually was moved from the ambulance to a warm van. I was watched closely, never being left alone. I was fed hot chicken soup and filled with electrolytes. I lost sense of time..It took most of the rest of the morning for me to recover. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SchiF_zZ6dI/AAAAAAAAAMA/-b2FuF6-dz8/s1600-h/3380326493_43a797641c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SchiF_zZ6dI/AAAAAAAAAMA/-b2FuF6-dz8/s200/3380326493_43a797641c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316607215276779986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was disappointed.. I wanted to do the half iron distance with my teammates. Coach Dave was nice enough to rack my bike back onto my roof rack. He came back to let me know that the Universe must have been trying to tell me something that day. He told me that I had a another broken spoke but this time it was on the front wheel. Even if I could do my ride.. I couldnt have. The paramedics kept returning every so often to check my vitals. As I sat in the van I made peace with all of it. I decided to look at the positive side of things. I actually swam 1.5 miles that day! I didnt give up! I didnt have a panic attack! I fucking did it and I now know that I can last in the water for that long! I have the determination and drive to do this thing... and I will do it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SchjcOTN5tI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/JKXOpr0nRP4/s1600-h/IMG_9411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SchjcOTN5tI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/JKXOpr0nRP4/s320/IMG_9411.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316608696637056722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually I was driven back to the campsite so that I could change into more comfortable clothes. I decided that I needed to support my Ironmates. They all worked so hard up to this point and for some of them this was their first half ironman distance. I decided to do a water stop with the team honorees Kevin and Laura. We passed out water, electrolytes and snacks at mile 10 to the teammates that were on the last part of the journey.. the run. I had mixed emotions as I sat there watching my teammates come in. I was dsappointed that I wasnt there along side them but at the same time I was very overwhelmed with pride. They looked so strong and they were doing it, while at the same time battling their own demons. I also got to know Kevin and Laura more. They're great individuals.. volunteering their time to support us as we train.  Each of them have been battling their own personal war with blood cancer. They are the very reasons why we do any of this. So that we can help to find a cure. That hopefully there will be no more individuals that will have face something so horrible. I am in awe of both their strength and their courage. &lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day consisted of cheering on the remaining teammates as well as continuingly replenishing my body with electrolytes. Back at the campsite.. there were cheerful red faces from the days sun and exhausted bodies. The spirits were high and souls triumphant. A celebration was going to happen this evening. There were comical skits preformed by  various regional teams, a catered meal, and plenty of beer to be had. At one point during the middle of the evening festivities heads were starting to be shaved as a symbol of support for our honorees and others like them. Many men were willing to join in but would a woman? Through a series of actions... one woman did step up to the plate. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SchlIKXLNII/AAAAAAAAAMY/NoopmMKCPgg/s1600-h/IMG_9405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SchlIKXLNII/AAAAAAAAAMY/NoopmMKCPgg/s320/IMG_9405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316610551005787266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She volunteered her head full of gorgeous curls for $1500 to go towards the Cause. Among all that were there.. promise notes were made and the sum total manifested. My dear friend and teammate Moddie stepped up. It was an emotional moment.. as Moddies hair was falling away to the ground around her.. our honoree Laura held both Moddies hands in hers and wept. &lt;br /&gt;Through her tears.. she thanked Moddie  for her courage, her sacrifice and her commitment to the Cause. You could see in that moment the emotional connection between the two women.&lt;br /&gt;Our lives may be difficult and challenging at times. We may be tired or we may be depressed about our jobs or our life situations. Its fair to feel all of these things.. we're human. But we have choices. We can choose to change our circumstances. We can choose to be happy . We can choose to look at the positives. We can choose to get out of bed and live our lives any way we want to.  But what if we cant? What if you were told that you have cancer and you only have so long to live? What if they say there is no cure but we have medicines that will make you lose your hair, make you sick and bed ridden but just might let you live? These people dont have the luxury of choice. Its.. Do you want to try live or do you want to die? Just think about it...ponder if it was you or someone close to you.. your mother, father, spouse/partner or child. Would you not want a cure to be available? What does this life mean to you? Please... make a donation today?....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-6304371319486497580?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/6304371319486497580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=6304371319486497580' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/6304371319486497580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/6304371319486497580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/03/half-way-to-ironman-training-weekend.html' title='Half Way To Ironman Training Weekend'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SchhfXxJO4I/AAAAAAAAALw/2saZHNjVUmE/s72-c/3381139106_b97ee7413a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-1646933742560602479</id><published>2009-03-20T08:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:04:40.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS MY MOTTO THIS WEEKEND: "JUST KEEP SWIMMING"</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CmyUkm2qlhA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CmyUkm2qlhA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone was nice enough to write a description of the course at Lake San Antonio.. our Half Ironman training distance that we are doing tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;This weekend is going to be such a milestone for you and honestly, a TON of fun. I am very bummed Matt and I are missing training weekend this year, because it is always such an amazing weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lake is much warmer than anything you have probably swum in this winter in this area. The worst part about the swim is getting in - you jump off the dock. The drop from the dock is very short -- it's not the height that's an issue, more the just dropping in as opposed to walking in. I'd say the dock is about 2 feet above the water. You just jump in feet first and go - and then there is space once you are in, to just tread water for a bit to get your bearings and adjust to the water and whatnot. When everyone is going in together, a moving line forms, so you can't take your time and everyone just goes commando style. I'd recommend jumping in once for practice before you do it with your whole team. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will probably be foggy in the morning, but you are never too far from shore and there is a lot of support along the way. Expect twigs and other random floating things. I wasn't expecting all the stuff in the water the first time and it totally freaked me out. If's just twigs and grass and other harmless stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride is stunning and actually, up until about 42 miles or so, it's not that challenging. Seriously! There is a false summit at nasty grade so it is not over until you've summited twice. After nasty grade it feels like you are done, but you actually have quite a bit left, including some pretty tough rolling up hills and some very long and pretty steep down hills - exhilerating, even if you ride your breaks down them! You will definitely be doing a lot of breaking the last 10 miles of the ride! Fortunately, as far as steep downhills go, they are the best kind because there aren't many turns, you can see the entire downhill out in front of you so you see how long it is, how steep, where it turns, any cars coming, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The run is my favorite half marathon ever. Once you make it out of the trails, around mile 5 it gets much easier. So even though the beginning makes you think you are in for one hell of a long and tough run, just remember, around mile five, when you clear the woods and over look the meadow, it is soooo much easier for the remainder of the way. After that, there is really only one hill -- the pit -- but it's a 1 mile steady and not too steep climb and there's no reason to do anything more than a trot or even a walk, on your way up it. After the top of the pit -- go as hard as you can because the end is right there. You are going to be awesome. Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-1646933742560602479?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/1646933742560602479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=1646933742560602479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/1646933742560602479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/1646933742560602479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-my-motto-this-weekend-just-keep.html' title='THIS IS MY MOTTO THIS WEEKEND: &quot;JUST KEEP SWIMMING&quot;'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-7431137230097442970</id><published>2009-03-19T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T11:13:14.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/ScKK70DVVAI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Rje7a0tnQss/s1600-h/bald.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/ScKK70DVVAI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Rje7a0tnQss/s400/bald.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314963270440145922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I will be doing a half Ironman training distance. That's a swim of 1.2 miles, biking 56 miles and running 13.1 miles. There is all this talk about shaving heads as a fundraiser. Some of you may already know that about 2 years ago I gave myself a faux hawk. It was nice for about the 1st 15 minutes and until I was mistaken for boy. Its taken me this long to grow my hair to the length it is today. I am a very apprehensive about the thought of shaving my entire head bald and having to grow it out yet again... but for a good Cause and for the right amount of money I would commit to doing it. So this is the challenge: if enough people donate between now and noon tomorrow 3-20-09.. with the minimum IN THE BANK of $2,000 dollars. I will shave my head for Saturdays event. Why so steep? Because I dont think it will happen and for me to shave my head it will have to be a pretty hefty price for the Cause. When and if I do this.. I will be sure to video record it and post it on both my Blog, Facebook and MySpace for all to see. Currently I have $4,694.65 in in the bank... Can you add $2,000? If it so happens that the full $2,000 doesnt happen.. everyone that donates will be included in the Sonicare Toothbrush w/ UV Sanitizer fundraiser. For every $5.00 you donate.. your name will be thrown into a hat to possibly win. Drawing will be held. April Thursday April 30th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to and donate: &lt;br /&gt;http://pages.teamintraining.org/sf/VineFIrn09/bagamaite&lt;br /&gt;So the challenge is on! Will I be shaving my head this weekend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-7431137230097442970?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7431137230097442970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=7431137230097442970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7431137230097442970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7431137230097442970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-weekend-i-will-be-doing-half.html' title=''/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/ScKK70DVVAI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Rje7a0tnQss/s72-c/bald.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-4163615324918057652</id><published>2009-03-18T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:04:57.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Fundraiser! For Every $5.00...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/ScHgPWs1cUI/AAAAAAAAALI/ECrHAE0BxV0/s1600-h/sonicareuv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/ScHgPWs1cUI/AAAAAAAAALI/ECrHAE0BxV0/s400/sonicareuv.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314775589670187330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone! As you already know I have been training since November 2008 for various events. The first event is an Ironman event that will beheld in Sonoma on August 1st 2008 and it is through Team In Training. I will swim 2.4 miles, bike 112 miles and run 26.2 miles. The second event I will be participating in is The AIDS LifeCycle Ride that will take place on May 31st and end on June 7th. It is a 545 mile bike ride starting from San Francisco and ending in LA. Both are great events that bring awareness to very important Causes. I have pledged to raise a minimum of $9,000 in total for both events. The funds in turn will help find cures, fund scientific researchers, provide medicines, shelter, aide in financial burdens etc., &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FUNDRAISER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every $5.00 you donate you have a chance to win a Philips Sonicare FLexCare Toothbrush w/ UV Sanitizer. This toothbrush is can cost well over $100 dollars and you can get it for a minimum of $5.00! What a great deal! I will keep this offer open until Thursday April 30th. I will have a non-bias individual draw a random name from a hat to declare the winner. Remember the for every $5.00 you donate your name gets thrown into a hat. I will also mail the prize to you if you do not live within my area. Thank you and good luck! Just click on either of the event logos to the right and follow to the donation pages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-4163615324918057652?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4163615324918057652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=4163615324918057652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/4163615324918057652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/4163615324918057652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-fundraiser-for-every-500.html' title='A New Fundraiser! For Every $5.00...'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/ScHgPWs1cUI/AAAAAAAAALI/ECrHAE0BxV0/s72-c/sonicareuv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-6180493321612679696</id><published>2009-03-16T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:26:49.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PANIC ATTACK #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/Sb8BqN4d6tI/AAAAAAAAALA/WLm-USjuHpI/s1600-h/3358062057_d559ff35c5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/Sb8BqN4d6tI/AAAAAAAAALA/WLm-USjuHpI/s400/3358062057_d559ff35c5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313967910113110738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this past weekend we had an open water swim at Lake Del Valle in Livermore. This is the same lake that we did our very 1st open water swim way back when. The water temperature was a bit warmer comparatively but still considered cold. I borrowed a friends sleeveless wet suit to see if I would prefer swimming in it as opposed to a full sleeved wet suit. The range of motion with the arms was much greater but unfortunately across the chest it felt a bit more constricted than my own wet suit. I started out the swim with a free style stroke but soon found it too difficult to breathe. So as a back up.. I decided to switch to the back stroke. While on my back I tried to concentrate on just moving forward along the course. Within my own head I kept repeating to myself that I could do this swim. But then nausea soon started to set in while at the same time my goggles were entirely fogged up. So there I was, blind, nauseated, cold and unsure as to my path along the course. Thankfully one of the coaches stayed near by to help guide me from swimming into any obstacles.. a floating tree branch here or an oncoming swimmer. I was told that I needed to be sure to flip over and site every few strokes but that just worsened my nausea altogether. I managed to make it to the first marker and make the turn around. I didnt want to quit.. I kept yelling at myself not to quit. As I continued my swim back, all I could see was the cloudy sky above me and the shoreline in my peripheral. I could hear the coach telling me that i was doing well and to veer left or right along the course. As I was fighting off the feeling of wanting to vomit.. I could sense the water becoming choppier. At first I ignored it but then the waves became bigger and more frequent. I couldnt understand what was happening. All I could do was yell out to the nearby coach that I needed him.. I felt a panic taking over. I had to reach the canoe or I felt like I would drown. I just hung there at the edge of the canoe for minutes waiting for the waves to subside. So many thoughts were streaming through my head... it all became overwhelming.. I just bursted and began sobbing. The coach explained to me that there was a motorized boat that had just passed by and that everything was fine and that I was fine. I managed to calm myself down and started my swim again. I swam a few hundred more yards before my body started shivering from the cold. I just couldnt take it anymore... thats when I decided that I was done with the swim. I swam to the shoreline and climbed up the embankment. There happened to be a fisherman there to help fish me out of the water. I walked along the waters edge and headed back towards the direction of the start. Looking back I walked with my head hung low, frozen from the cold wind and ashamed and disappointed in myself for giving up. By the time I reached everyone back at the start I had turned 12 shades of blue. I needed 2 people to help me get undressed and changed into warmer clothes. Eventually I made it to my car and just layed there across the front seats hoping to get warm and to lose the nausea. The rest of the work out involved an hour on the bike and then a 30 min run and then repeat again. My body was on autopilot for the rest of the day. I knew that it was just a bad day for me and that not all days were going to be good ones.&lt;br /&gt;The good news is.. that my actual event will be held in a river, with no boats, shallow enough at some points that I could stand and warm enough that I wont need a wet suit or to have to worry about hypothermia. But until then I have a number of open water swims in the cold that i must endure first. This coming weekend will be our "half way to ironman" training weekend. Im not feeling very confident about it... especially after what happened just this past weekend. All I can do is try because not trying is NOT an option. I will repost another blog after the weekend to let you know I did. In the mean time.. think of me out there trying my best to keep my promise to complete my event. Im still fundraising for both the Ironman and the AIDS LifeCycle.. if you feel compelled please donate today. My personal obstacles are nothing compared to the individuals who are bed ridden and fighting for their lives. I can do this and I will do this! With love, Belinda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS In the pic im the one at the bottom right (no sleeves)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-6180493321612679696?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/6180493321612679696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=6180493321612679696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/6180493321612679696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/6180493321612679696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/03/panic-attack-2.html' title='PANIC ATTACK #2'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/Sb8BqN4d6tI/AAAAAAAAALA/WLm-USjuHpI/s72-c/3358062057_d559ff35c5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-7936865042503861764</id><published>2009-03-05T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T16:14:54.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS HOW I WANT TO LIVE MY LIFE..</title><content type='html'>“I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot. I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. The function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.” - Jack London&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-7936865042503861764?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7936865042503861764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=7936865042503861764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7936865042503861764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7936865042503861764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-how-i-want-to-live-my-life.html' title='THIS IS HOW I WANT TO LIVE MY LIFE..'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-4909672042132439651</id><published>2009-03-05T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T16:07:08.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A TEAM WORKOUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bg5jfaWpIN0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bg5jfaWpIN0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-4909672042132439651?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4909672042132439651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=4909672042132439651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/4909672042132439651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/4909672042132439651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/03/team-workout.html' title='A TEAM WORKOUT'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-5602904408758439175</id><published>2009-02-28T18:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T17:21:58.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You Believe It?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/Sanz4WCrLRI/AAAAAAAAAK4/jZhY3nm77ws/s1600-h/IMG_9053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/Sanz4WCrLRI/AAAAAAAAAK4/jZhY3nm77ws/s400/IMG_9053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308041785147862290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been an entire 4 months since the start of this great adventure! Granted.. there is still 5 months left of training but can I just say, "WOW"?! I could actually have a baby in the amount of time we have had and have left of training season. Hmmmm... im going to stick to training.. he he I know its been awhile since i've written anything about my experiences. Everything has been the same... just longer swims, longer rides and longer runs. My swimming is coming along nicely. I have actually improved, although I  am still one of the slowest swimmers on the team. Recently we did a marker swim. We had to swim nonstop for 15 minutes and count the number of laps we swam during those 15 minutes. During the earlier part of the training season.. we did this marker set. I only swam 13 laps, which is equivalent 325 yards. My recent marker result was 21 laps, which is equivalent to 525 yards! So there is definitely improvement happening.. I just need so much more. Thank goodness we have 5 months left to train.&lt;br /&gt;What's coming up: On the weekend of March 20th the team will be at Lake San Antonio doing a Half Ironman Training distance weekend. For those of you that don't know.. a Half Ironman distance is; 1.2 mile swim, 56 mile bike and a 13.1 mile run. I have no problems with any of the distances with the exception of the swim. I feel very comfortable in the pool and have swam as long as 2500 yards culminated. But because I have yet to have enough open water time in a wet suit.. I am not as confident.  So we shall see how I do. Im fortunate enough to be able to participate in this training weekend  because on May 2nd I am officially signed up for The Wild Flower Half Ironmnan! Yes... i'm crazy but I know I can do it! It's just about "mind over matter"! &lt;br /&gt;So as you can see.. i'm ALIVE!... and i'm DOING IT! We train 6 days a week, along with working full time jobs, taking care of our families (w/ the exception of me), keeping our homes in order and trying to balance a social life as well. My fundraising is going well.. and I thank all of you that have supported me monetarily and emotionally. Its been quite a ride thus far. But its far from over. We still have 5 months of training and I have yet to reach my fundraising goals for either event.. The Vineman (Ironman) and The AIDS LifeCycle Ride. Its not just about me and the events. Its about the people who are battling for their lives and need our help. Please continue donate to either event. Together we can make a difference! Please help save a life! With all the love in the world, Belinda GO TEAM!!!&lt;br /&gt;Just click on either logo to the right. You will be brought to the donation page.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-5602904408758439175?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/5602904408758439175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=5602904408758439175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/5602904408758439175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/5602904408758439175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/02/can-you-believe-it.html' title='Can You Believe It?'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/Sanz4WCrLRI/AAAAAAAAAK4/jZhY3nm77ws/s72-c/IMG_9053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-6870864072762779486</id><published>2009-02-28T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T18:29:47.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Month 4 Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-9a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=360287970209391514&amp;amp;site=widget-9a.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=360287970209391514&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9a.slide.com/p1/360287970209391514/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SZbdhKqNHyI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LfaaE4LKfSw/s400/belinda+racing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302669173142134562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Pain is temporary. It may last a minute, or an hour, or a day, or a year, but eventually it will subside and something else will take it's place. If I quit, however, it lasts Forever.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance Armstrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-1146756219437120052?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/1146756219437120052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=1146756219437120052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/1146756219437120052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/1146756219437120052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/02/great-quote.html' title='Great Quote'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SZbdhKqNHyI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LfaaE4LKfSw/s72-c/belinda+racing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-3674262499244788492</id><published>2009-02-01T22:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T22:04:57.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE SUPERBOWL POOL RESULTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SYaMykeWgTI/AAAAAAAAAKo/xkK9kW9tm8M/s1600-h/480x360nfl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SYaMykeWgTI/AAAAAAAAAKo/xkK9kW9tm8M/s200/480x360nfl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298076812060295474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow what a great game! There were so many twists and turns through out. As soon as I thought one individual was going to win the prize money, the game would do a u-turn and flip in an opposite direction. I was rooting for so many different people. Im just sad that not all of you could win. Thank you for being such a great group! Your contribution to this fundraiser (once all funds are in) was a sum total of $2040.00, minus $750.00 in prize money.. which leaves $1290.00 raised. The funds will be distributed to both the Ironman Event and the AIDS LifeCycle Event. Each of you has in your own way helped a stranger and their family... people who are battling for their lives. On behalf of them.. THANK YOU and THANK YOU! Belinda&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Stay tuned for the next fundraising endeavor. Hopefully I can be more creative and come up with something everyone can enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WINNERS:&lt;br /&gt;1st Quarter: Talena McDougall Adams $150&lt;br /&gt;2nd Quarter: Regan Dodson $150&lt;br /&gt;3rd Quarter: Michelle Pappe $150&lt;br /&gt;4th Quarter: Eileen Cislak $300&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-3674262499244788492?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/3674262499244788492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=3674262499244788492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/3674262499244788492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/3674262499244788492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/02/superbowl-pool-results.html' title='THE SUPERBOWL POOL RESULTS'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SYaMykeWgTI/AAAAAAAAAKo/xkK9kW9tm8M/s72-c/480x360nfl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-3565408132221730745</id><published>2009-02-01T14:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T14:18:07.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE FINALIZED GRID</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SYYfZHM70bI/AAAAAAAAAKg/lRKHTKlL-EM/s1600-h/IMG_8944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SYYfZHM70bI/AAAAAAAAAKg/lRKHTKlL-EM/s400/IMG_8944.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297956527938458034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please call me if you have any questions! Thanks again for all your support! Belinda&lt;br /&gt;301-643-2568&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-3565408132221730745?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/3565408132221730745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=3565408132221730745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/3565408132221730745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/3565408132221730745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/02/finalized-grid.html' title='THE FINALIZED GRID'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SYYfZHM70bI/AAAAAAAAAKg/lRKHTKlL-EM/s72-c/IMG_8944.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-7601293030901709778</id><published>2009-01-28T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T21:50:53.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superbowl Pool</title><content type='html'>Still have some Football Squares up for grabs! If you are interested just scroll down a few blog entries and you will find all the details listed. Or you may just contact me directly at 301-643-2568&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-7601293030901709778?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7601293030901709778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=7601293030901709778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7601293030901709778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7601293030901709778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/01/superbowl-pool.html' title='Superbowl Pool'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-4028353646911761184</id><published>2009-01-28T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T09:03:34.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A NOTE FROM COACH DAVE *MENTAL FORTITUDE*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SYCP2-p9x5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/SH1uoxaF8Os/s1600-h/42-18646303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SYCP2-p9x5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/SH1uoxaF8Os/s320/42-18646303.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296391336482424722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings Ironteam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first in a series of email messages you will receive on the mental aspects of racing Ironman distance triathlon.&lt;br /&gt; Often we hear that triathlon is three disciplines (1) Swim, (2) Bike &amp; (3) Run. Then we begin to peel the onion another layer and discover the fourth discipline (4) Nutrition. Rarely do we peel the onion any further because that will make us cry. What is crying anyway? It is an emotion. Under the right circumstances and in a controlled situation, crying comes in handy. Have you ever cried your way out of a jam with your parents when you were young? Did you ever cry your way out of a ticket when you got caught speeding? Over the next several weeks we will peel that onion and discover our powers of control and learn techniques to balance our emotional response mechanism in our favor, not only for race day, but for everyday life too. Welcome to the fifth discipline, (5) Mental Fortitude.&lt;br /&gt;From the American Heritage Dictionary - for·ti·tude (fôr'tĭ-tōōd', -tyōōd') n. - Strength of mind that allows one to endure pain or adversity with courage.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Pain and adversity. Before you know it, these two will be your swim buddies, your cycling companions and running partners for 140.6 miles. Wouldn’t you rather run with friends than adversaries? So would I.&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations on your accomplishments over the past few months. Your coaches, captains and mentors as so very proud of you and your progress. Can you believe we have been at this for eleven weeks now! Come Ironman day, the cold water of Lake Del Valle and Treasure Island, the long workouts you have under your belt already and those to come will be but a memory, stored in your subconscious for recall when the going gets tough. If you have not already, you will soon have a moment of clarity, much like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz, that you simply “aren’t in Kansas anymore” and things are a bit fuzzy. Welcome to Ironman, please take your seat, fasten your seatbelt and prepare for the ride of your life!&lt;br /&gt; We have all heard the cliché phrases of our time like “When the going gets tough, the tough get going” or “If it doesn’t kill you, it makes you stronger” but those simply don’t cover the incredible array of emotions an endurance athlete feels in a given week, let alone an entire season. And, yes, each of you is an endurance athlete! Say it with us; I AM AN ENDURANCE ATHLETE. Pretty cool huh?&lt;br /&gt; The first step of just about every time-tested progressive improvement plan is to come clean and admit that everything is not a bed of roses. And in our case, we need to start with the acknowledgement that the task ahead is hard and the journey will be difficult. In my tenure with Ironteam I have often repeated to athletes that we are training for Ironman, not Plasticman, and I mean that in a very literal way. Strike a match under a plastic spoon. Watch it curl up and see the plume of acrid black smoke that rises into a toxic cloud above you. Strike a match under an steel fork, forged from Iron, and you see it will begin to glow are vibrant orange yet keep it’s shape. In fact Iron is hardened by flame.&lt;br /&gt;So here’s the “meat” of today’s message. I want each of you to spend the remainder of the week thinking hard during your workouts. I want you to focus all your mental energy for at least an hour this week on one thing. What is that one thing? Well, it’s your “One thing”, not mine so I can’t tell you. It’s your personal mantra that takes you to your “happy place”, reducing your stress and re-engaging you in the mind-body ballet called Ironman training.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-4028353646911761184?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4028353646911761184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=4028353646911761184' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/4028353646911761184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/4028353646911761184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/01/note-from-coach-dave-mental-fortitude.html' title='A NOTE FROM COACH DAVE *MENTAL FORTITUDE*'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SYCP2-p9x5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/SH1uoxaF8Os/s72-c/42-18646303.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-7971952332624645593</id><published>2009-01-25T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T22:15:47.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympic Distance Tri-Louie Tri</title><content type='html'>Well I did it... I sure didnt feel like a "stud" or even look like one. That's what my teammate Amy calls us for braving the cold Bay waters. The mantra "I'm a stud, I'm a stud" never came to me.. i was too cold and all thought processes went out the window. I had to force my face to stay in the water submerged so that eventually it would get numb.. and eventually it did. At first my face hurt and just on my forehead it felt like a brain freeze... ouch!&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to do 3 laps around the bouys in the water. I managed to only make it  2x around.. not that i didnt want to try. They kept asking me if I wanted to stop and even thought it was best. I was basically holding the kayakers up.. and the coaches wanted me to finish with the swim aspect and start the bike and run. Besides being so slow.. I was also dealing with being sea sick. The Bay water was generally calm at the start of the swim but the winds picked up and then things started getting rocky. Besides the fact that I hate being cold.. the next most hated thing is feeling nauseated. I &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;absolutely hate it&lt;/span&gt;.. and i get car sick easily too... &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;blayaak&lt;/span&gt;! I actually was hoping and trying to make myself vomit but its difficult to do while floating in the water. &lt;br /&gt;The next phase was bike...I was all ready to just hop on the bike but I was shivering so badly from being so cold that i looked like i was having seizures. The coaches wouldnt let me get on the bike at first.. I was grouped hugged (not complaining there), then wrapped in blankets and forced into a heated car.. oh and also given chicken broth that just wanted to make me hurl. Just plain hot water would of been fine. Eventually i was aloud back on the bike and to start the course. It seemed like eternity.. i think it was about 15-20 min or so... All i kept thinking was that i needed to stop shivering so i could get started. I didnt want to be the absolute last one out there.. no matter what... yes im a little competitive.. but more so with myself.  I always try to push myself to do more than I think I can.. which can be a bad thing or a good thing. &lt;br /&gt;I guess I made up time on the bike and run.. I caught a few people and managed to finish strong. People said they were happy to see me on the run because i was smiling the entire time.... the reason for that was that I was so &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DAMN HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; to be on land and not in the water.&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was a good day.. we had great weather.. everyone was so supportive of each other, relentless and strong.. I admired everyone and how they pushed through.. I just wished i could of or was allowed to push through the swim... but im not upset about it. I realize its a process and eventually i will get there... &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WE ALL WILL GET THERE&lt;/span&gt;... because &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WE ARE IRON&lt;/span&gt;. Wish you could of shared the experience of the day. I was very fortunate to have 8 of my closest friends and proud to say my "chosen family" come out to cheer me on. Today.. I felt blessed for so many things.. my health, my determination, my Iron Family and my dear friends. What else could I ever need?&lt;br /&gt;Please remember Im doing this for all of those who can't... for all of those who are sick and need help. Please donate today. Just click on either the Ironman logo or the ALC logo and follow the link. Thank you everyone near and far for all of your support! Now time to start training for the Half Ironman distance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-7971952332624645593?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7971952332624645593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=7971952332624645593' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7971952332624645593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7971952332624645593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/01/olympic-distance-tri-louie-tri.html' title='Olympic Distance Tri-Louie Tri'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-6409732647936128704</id><published>2009-01-11T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:01:11.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Donate now and for every $20 you could win back $150-$300!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Superbowl Pool Fundraiser!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a football fan? Maybe just an occasional watcher or fan only during Bowl Season... or you just want a chance to win money while contributing to a good cause? Here’s your opportunity! I have a pool for this years Superbowl being held Sunday, February 1st 2009 (in case you didn’t know ). First, Second and Third quarter winners will receive $150 and the Fourth quarter winner will receive $300. The remaining funds will be donated to the Leukemia &amp;amp; Lymphoma Society and or the AIDS/LIFECYCLE (good tax write-off and warm fuzzy feeling). That’s a 4 in 100 chance of winning $150 to $300! If you don’t already know, check out&lt;br /&gt;Please pass this along to your friends and family that would be interested…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Details:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;         $20/square (100 squares)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;        Names will be randomly placed in squares or personally placed by&lt;br /&gt;      you on a blank grid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;        After the grid is filled, I will then place numbers 0-9 in the&lt;br /&gt;      appropriate boxes (they will be drawn from an envelope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;·  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;       Email will be sent out early morning Sunday Feb 1st. with the&lt;br /&gt;      grid completed with all the donor names and grid numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;·   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;      On Game day a winner will be determined every quarter according&lt;br /&gt;      to the score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I need from you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;·   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;      How Many Squares you want (more squares increases your odds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;·  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;      -Money mailed (5530 College Ave Apt. 16 Oakland, Ca 94618) Belinda&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     Agamaite&lt;br /&gt;     -You may give funds to me personally&lt;br /&gt;                        or&lt;br /&gt;      -You may just go to one of the links at the&lt;br /&gt;      bottom of the page to go directly to the donation page. I will be alerted of the donation as long as you do not&lt;br /&gt;      mark yourself as anonymous **THIS IS THE MOST EASIEST**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;       Winners if not local will be mailed their winnings. So be sure I&lt;br /&gt;     have your contact info!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is short notice. Please feel free to forward this email to any of your friends or family. I have 71 more squares to sell. You may also contact me personally at my email blahagg@yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you in advance for your contribution! With love, Belinda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm training for an Ironman event and trying to raise funds for Blood Cancer Research:&lt;br /&gt;http://pages.teamintraining.org/sf/VineFIrn09/bagamaite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also training for the AIDS LIFECYCLE Ride in 09:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.tofighthiv.org/goto/Bagamaite.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-6409732647936128704?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/6409732647936128704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=6409732647936128704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/6409732647936128704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/6409732647936128704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/01/donate-now-and-for-every-20-you-could.html' title='Donate now and for every $20 you could win back $150-$300!!'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-7530558911868639666</id><published>2009-01-11T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:21:07.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clif Bar Triathlon Start Commercial</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r3S0wu4Zbfk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r3S0wu4Zbfk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-7530558911868639666?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7530558911868639666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=7530558911868639666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7530558911868639666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7530558911868639666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/01/clif-bar-triathlon-start-commercial.html' title='Clif Bar Triathlon Start Commercial'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-7284984501881741134</id><published>2009-01-07T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:24:40.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you think? A great fundraiser!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I would be willing to do this! It's all for a great Cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.jumpcut.com/media/flash/jump.swf?id=F32B82F4426111DDAE95000423CEF5F6&amp;asset_type=movie&amp;asset_id=F32B82F4426111DDAE95000423CEF5F6&amp;eb=1" width="408" height="324" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-7284984501881741134?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7284984501881741134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=7284984501881741134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7284984501881741134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7284984501881741134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-do-you-think-great-fundraiser.html' title='What do you think? A great fundraiser!'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-5318052308884617293</id><published>2009-01-07T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T06:25:27.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Note From Coach Dave</title><content type='html'>Build Phase II - Happy New Year - Congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings Ironteam,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year and thank you for your awesome commitment to the cause and to your health. It always amazes us as coaches when we get to see each of you grow as an athlete and a person throughout the season!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Attached you will find the next phase of the training schedule. Here are a few notes to go along with it&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ø       Brick Workouts&lt;/span&gt; – We will begin to start doing OYO and some mentor/captain led brick workouts from time to time. You will always see the work “brick” after the date if that workout is intended to be done as a brick. What’s a brick? Glad you asked. A brick is a workout where more than one sport is involved and the transition between each activity is rather fast. No long shower, big meal or baseball game on the boob tube between sports. In a Bike/Run brick you will get off the bike, slip out of your bike shoes and into your running shoes, grab a little run hydration and hit the road.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ø       Two-a-day Workout&lt;/span&gt;s – Often you will see two workouts on the same day. If it does not say “brick” then it is intended that you rest and recover for at least 40 minutes between activities. The best way to split these days up is pick one for the evening and one for the morning. There is no set rule that says you have to do the one listed first in that order, just try to get both in during the day sometime.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ø       Color coded calendar&lt;/span&gt;. Some people are visual people and like pretty colors. If you are one of those people, you are in luck. Bike workouts are Purple. Run workouts are Red, Swim workouts are Green and strength/core workouts are Blue. With one glance you can see what your week looks like in Technicolor.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ø       Periodization Hours&lt;/span&gt; – Another visual guide is now provided on the far left side of every week. In the colored box you will see totals for each sports and a weekly tally of total training hours. These are estimates, not set in stone. They are a way to show you the progression you will be having in your training as we go through the process of three week builds with one week rest in between. Sometimes the hours will look a little funky because the calendar is running Sunday to Saturday and we have long workouts on the weekends. If there is a race included in that week there are very generic estimates for time in each sport. These are not benchmarks you must hit, simply estimates to help understand how we coaches designed your training loads that week. Keep in mind that our totals include the time you are doing strength and core work so you really are not swim/bike/run-ing for all of those total hours at the end of the week. If this representation of the training load works for you, great. If not, you can ignore it and still train just as well.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ø&lt;/span&gt;       The schedule is now represented as one month per page, not a mixture of months on the same page.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ø&lt;/span&gt;       The schedule document will have other useful tabs on it too like marker set route sheets, run workout reminders and other handy notes to help answer questions about the schedule.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ø &lt;/span&gt;      There is a tab on the schedule document that has some important dates you will want to mark on your calendar. As the season progresses, there may be a change or two to those dates but for now they are accurate. Half-way to Iron weekend works best if you take a vacation day on Friday so you might need to get that on your employers radar now. (Friday 3/20).&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you have further questions about the training schedule please check with your mentor first, then contact Dave if you need further clarification.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Once again, thanks for your re-commitment. Ironman here we come!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Your Coaches, Wayne, Dave, Nancy &amp; Alex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-5318052308884617293?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/5318052308884617293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=5318052308884617293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/5318052308884617293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/5318052308884617293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/01/note-from-coach-dave.html' title='A Note From Coach Dave'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-3238050818349242316</id><published>2009-01-05T19:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:34:39.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Open Water Swim</title><content type='html'>Well I did it! I actually suited up in a wet suit and dragged my body into the freezing temps of Lake Del Valle (outside temp @ 31 degrees). My biggest fear was that I was going to drown. My second biggest fear was that I wasn't going to be able to breathe while in the wet suit. Well much to my surprise.. the wet suit worked to my advantage. It actually helped me float along the water.. so drowning was no longer a fear. The wet suit was a bit tight though and very much a challenge to put on. I found that breathing was also somewhat difficult at times.. but I learned quickly that if I just slowed my pace and controlled my breathing I could get into a rhythm. The team was split into two groups. Those that have had experience in open water and wearing a wet suit versus those that have not. Because I have not had any experience with either.. I was with the group that wasn't required to swim out as far as the others. Between each swim drill.. we were all required to come back to land to crunch out some core.. ie. planks, sit ups, squats etc. Unfortunately we weren't in the water long enough to really get acclimated.. only long enough to have a taste of what it would feel like. There are no other Open Water Swims scheduled between now and our 1st Olympic distance Triathlon.. which is January 25th. I will have to swim .9 miles. I have never swam that far without any breaks.. I guess I will see what all this training has done for me.. hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another highlight of the day was the Spirit Cape. A Spirit Cape is awarded to a person that represents the overall Ironman "spirit". Every 2 weeks its awarded to a different participant. I was surprised to be bestowed the cape this time around. It was an honor to be recognized but feel that there are so many others who give so much more than I do.. who really do deserve it more than I.  All I could say was.."Thank you"... and keep hope that I can continue to carry that "Spirit".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As each week passes and the months go by.. I am slowly bonding with the team. I have started learning names.. hearing stories.. sharing moments with these teammates of mine. They are all AMAZING individuals. As much as I try to relate everything that I or we  go through during training via Blog.. I can never convey all that is required in becoming an "IRONMAN". The commitment these individuals have to their personal goals, to the Cause, to their family and friends... It's a full plate but we do it.. whatever it takes.. We as a team will get there! Please don't forget why we are all here. Please make a donation today. Just click on either Cause on the right and follow the link. With much love, Belinda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-3238050818349242316?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/3238050818349242316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=3238050818349242316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/3238050818349242316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/3238050818349242316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-open-water-swim.html' title='First Open Water Swim'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-331294094279007143</id><published>2009-01-05T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:35:54.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Month of Training Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-a9.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=360287970208599721&amp;amp;site=widget-a9.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=360287970208599721&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a9.slide.com/p1/360287970208599721/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SVm3aDYPgYI/AAAAAAAAAKI/sltPto_Gh4Y/s320/l_4e8a7f279a821a4a3fc62d183ef7b9c5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285457295907455362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Team,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope you had a wonderful Christmas and have fun, safe plans to ring in the new year.  We are starting a recovery week so enjoy the shorter less intense workouts and let your body relax a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have one swim workout during the week (details below) and our first team open water swim next weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things you need to know for Saturday:&lt;/span&gt;  We will meet at Lake Del Valle in Livermore http://www.ebparks.org/parks/del_valle .  at 9am.  The website has directions and please note that a $6 per car entry fee is charged so I suggest you carpool.  (If you want to become a member of the parks for $50 per year you will not have to pay park entrance fees – this includes Shadow Cliffs which is a great place for open water swimming as well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What we are doing:&lt;/span&gt;        OPEN WATER SWIM (bring wetsuit, goggles, body glide, towel, optional - gloves, booties, squid lid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                                ***ALSO PLEASE PLAN ON CHANGING CLOTHES COMPLETELY AFTER THE SWIM SO YOU START THE REST OF YOUR WORKOUT DRY AND WARMER***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             We highly recommend bringing a thermos with something warm to drink after the swim as well.  There will be bathrooms to change in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                SPIN&lt;/span&gt; (bring bike, trainer, etc for a spin workout)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                RUN&lt;/span&gt; (shoes, hat, run gear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NUTRITION&lt;/span&gt; for a 5 ½ hour workout which includes plenty of fluids (bring your own refills), bars, gels, and recovery food!  Plan to bring a recovery drink (for immediate consumption) and a lunch size meal for post workout as there are no convenient places to buy food nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy, Dave, Wayne and Alex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Swim Workout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday  Focus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- pacing while sighting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warm Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 (G2=300, G3=400) L3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4x50 (CU,S) L4 10*RI   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2x50 (Scull,S) L4 10* RI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Main Sets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6x100 L5 15* RI                  pay attention to your times and try to keep them all the same with a nice relaxed stroke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(G2=7x100 G3=8x100)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4x100 L5 15* RI                  sight once each lap and make sure you focus on something (pick an object before you start)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(G2=5x100 G3=6x100)    *Check your times on these as well.  Notice how much of an impact sighting has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try sighting with a different method on some of the 100s (1-crocodile crawl – barely lifting your eyes above the surface 2-lift head forward to sight, turn head to side to breath, then back down 3-turn head to side to breath, swing it forward to sight, then back down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warm Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 L4                                    Focus on a swimming with perfect technique. You can incorporate drills and/or other strokes in the warm down if you wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Totals: G1=1700 G2=2000 G3=2300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-5354278278754994049?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/5354278278754994049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=5354278278754994049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/5354278278754994049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/5354278278754994049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2008/12/ironteam2009-coaches-e-mail-week-8.html' title='Time To Shake It Off and Do The Damn Thing!'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SVm3aDYPgYI/AAAAAAAAAKI/sltPto_Gh4Y/s72-c/l_4e8a7f279a821a4a3fc62d183ef7b9c5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-982263430265574855</id><published>2008-12-26T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T14:31:58.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just feeling like im in a little slump....</title><content type='html'>Maybe it's the holidays and being away from the people that I love. The new year will start soon and the focus and determination will return...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-982263430265574855?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/982263430265574855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=982263430265574855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/982263430265574855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/982263430265574855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-feeling-like-im-in-little-slump.html' title='Just feeling like im in a little slump....'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-7410178112266932708</id><published>2008-12-22T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T21:54:34.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Meltdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SVB6AsprJ-I/AAAAAAAAAKA/f5-A21Titzk/s1600-h/panic_button.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SVB6AsprJ-I/AAAAAAAAAKA/f5-A21Titzk/s320/panic_button.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282856515310135266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tonight was the very first time since the start of training that I had a meltdown. I questioned my sanity, my capability, my commitment.. whether or not I could actually complete my ultimate goal of finishing a full Ironman. I fell apart completely during the coached swim workout. I was overwhelmed with a sense of panic...sobbing in the pool, unable to control my tears. I had never been so challenged physically. If I already feel like I may drown in the pool... then how in the hell am I ever going to be able to swim 2.4 miles? I actually allowed myself to admit that was scared to death that I would not be able to complete the swim. Thankfully I have great teammates. I was given words of encouragement and shared stories of personal experiences. Tonight was a tough night but tomorrow brings in a new day to try again.&lt;div&gt;Please remember im doing my part. I won't quit ... if you promise not to quit on me. Together we can make a difference. Please choose a cause and donate today. With love and many happy wishes for the holidays, Belinda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-7410178112266932708?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7410178112266932708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=7410178112266932708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7410178112266932708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7410178112266932708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-meltdown.html' title='First Meltdown'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SVB6AsprJ-I/AAAAAAAAAKA/f5-A21Titzk/s72-c/panic_button.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-3754836048086665889</id><published>2008-12-22T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T22:43:59.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Weeks Swim Workout</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SWIM WORKOUTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please try to make the coached workout but if you absolutely cannot – do the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Warm Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 (G2=300, G3=400) L3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4x50 (CU,S) L4 10*RI   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4x50 (Scull,S) L4 10* RI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Main Sets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4x25 L4 10*RI                     Focus on how each phase of the pull feels, 1-the beginning or catch, 2-the pull, 3-the transition from pull to push, 4-and the finish (push)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4x100 L5 15*RI                   feeling the water in each of the phases as in the previous set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4x100 L5 15*RI                   Check your times and try to make them all the same- record your “normal” time in your log&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(G2=6x100)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(G3=8x100)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4x25 L5 20*RI                     Breath control (3 breaths on first 25, 2 on second, 1 on third and 0 on fourth)  if this is too difficult, stick with the # of breaths that is a challenge on all 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 L5                                    straight swim alternate breathing (every 3, 2L-2R, by lap, or every 3 on odd lengths then every 5 on the even lengths)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Warm Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 L4                                    Focus on a swimming with perfect technique. You can incorporate drills and/or other strokes in the warm down if you wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Totals: G1=2000 G2=2300 G3=2600&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tuesday  Focus- Feeling the pace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Warm Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 (G2=300, G3=400) L3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4x50 (CU,S) L4 10*RI   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2x50 (Scull,S) L4 10* RI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Main Sets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6x150 (50-L6,100-L5) 15* RI          Swim 50 yards at L6, then back off the intensity to L5 for the remaining 100 yards – no rest between -  maintain nice long front quadrant (1/2 CU swimming)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(G2=7x150 G3-8x150)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4x50 descend (L4-5-6-7) 15*RI   keep the form the same, just raise the intensity a little with each 50.  Check your times and they should get aprox 2 seconds faster each 50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Warm Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 L4                                    Focus on a swimming with perfect technique. You can incorporate drills and/or other strokes in the warm down if you wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Totals: G1=1800 G2=2050 G3=2300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Warm Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 (G2=300, G3=400) L3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4x50 (CU,S) L4 10*RI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(G2=4x50 (choice drill,S L4 10* RI)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4x25 L4 10* RI                    for each 25 focus on powerful execution of one of the 4 phases of the pull as taught on Monday night (1-catch, 2-pull, 3-transition, 4-push)       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Main Sets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3x200 L4 30*RI                   keep the effort easy and go through your skills inventory in your head (balance, rotation, 1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(G3=4x200)                         CU, extending in front, alternate breathing, exhaling completely, face and jaw relaxed, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             Track your times (add them together excluding the 1 ½ minutes of rest you had)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;600 L5                                    Ironman pace - straight swim should be faster than the 200 times added together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(G3=800)         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Warm Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 L4                                    Focus on a swimming with perfect technique. You can incorporate drills and/or other strokes in the&lt;br /&gt;warm down if you wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Totals: G1=1900 G2=2200 G3=2500&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-3754836048086665889?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/3754836048086665889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=3754836048086665889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/3754836048086665889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/3754836048086665889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-weeks-swim-workout.html' title='This Weeks Swim Workout'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-6256365436781240355</id><published>2008-12-20T20:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T12:28:35.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BONK DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SU9H2lrBshI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/sST3yVSxgjE/s1600-h/3123426797_439046c82a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SU9H2lrBshI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/sST3yVSxgjE/s400/3123426797_439046c82a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282519891079967250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I survived the day with minimal injury to myself and others. As I said in my last post, we were instructed to stop any intake of food after 6 pm on Friday night...  prior to Saturday's 6 1/2 hour training day. I can honestly say that I did not cheat... even though I was tempted by all the yummy foods my coworkers were eating at our annual holiday dinner. I was famished the entire evening and even in my sleep. &lt;br /&gt;The objective was to teach us how to evaluate our bodies ...  to be aware of how we may feel if calories were low or depleted during our event. And how to prevent and or recover from the feeling of being "BONKED". During the first half of the morning we did 40 minutes on the trainer performing various drills and then ran for 20 min. This exercise was repeated 3 times. We were limited to only liquids and electrolytes as our intake. During the trainer/run session I didn't feel any changes until the 2nd run. My calves started to feel a little tighter as I ran but I pushed through. I finished the run and hopped on the bike for the 3rd and final session. It was at that point that I could feel a low grade headache starting just at the back of my head. Then during the final run my body just felt really cold. I wasnt sure if the temperature had dropped or if my body was starting to feel the effects of the calorie depletion. I have never been cold on a run.. if anything I have always felt too hot.. thats why I always run with only the minimum on. &lt;br /&gt;Luckily the last run signified that the first half of the long training day was ending. We were then allowed a 30 min break to have lunch. I had never been so happy to have packed an actual cooler for myself. I just sat there in the parking lot of Sports Basement with all my yummy food.. I felt like I had won the Lotto.. pure contentment! &lt;br /&gt;The remaining half of the day involved evaluation of bike skills and a session of core/strength training. I actually enjoyed the bike skills aspect. We had to do slow drive bys to pick up water bottles from the ground or just the opposite... to set water bottles upright onto the ground. We practiced switching water bottles from various cages on our bikes, handing off water bottles from person to person, riding with no hands.. we even practiced slow speed controlled skills. We were maneuvered our way through an obstacle course... attempting tight turns with minimal speed on our bikes. The idea  was that we try t maintain control of our bikes as we followed the course ahead. I did the drill several time... once successfully, another time running over a few cones... and a 3rd time where I ended up just flopping over onto my side on the asphalt. It was a a pretty tame fall.. I was almost at a standstill by the time I fell over. I ended up falling in such a way that I jabbed myself in the ribs with my own elbow. It took my breathe away.. and all I could feel was a very sharp pain on the left side of my rib cage. I managed to recoup, catch my breathe and pushed myself through the rest of the day. &lt;br /&gt;I still have pain but its tolerable.. I think I may have just bruised myself badly. Its really annoying because it slows my ability to follow the scheduled training... grrr. I have a Coached swim workout this evening... should be interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**A teammate did manage to BONK. He was doing really well and then all of a sudden while on the bike he felt light headed, lost feeling of the muscles in his legs, and he was shakey and cold. The coaches recognized the symptoms and immediately had him stop and take liquids, electrolyte and food. He managed to recover and continue on with the rest of the training.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-6256365436781240355?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/6256365436781240355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=6256365436781240355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/6256365436781240355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/6256365436781240355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2008/12/bonk-day.html' title='BONK DAY'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SU9H2lrBshI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/sST3yVSxgjE/s72-c/3123426797_439046c82a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-4414048251964139884</id><published>2008-12-18T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T21:05:12.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturdays 6 1/2 Hr Training Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SUsUmnEQ_hI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vKLOcwn2P9c/s1600-h/Tom_Dotan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SUsUmnEQ_hI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vKLOcwn2P9c/s320/Tom_Dotan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281337641576496658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;**I just received this email this evening. We were not informed about the dietary restrictions until now. Needless to say im upset because I have an office holiday dinner to attend at 6 pm Friday and another "casual, hello, have a drink," TNT reunion gathering after that.. Im still going to go to both functions... I just wont be able to enjoy the yummy food. Bummer     :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presidio Sports Basement @ 8:45 AM&lt;br /&gt;610 Old Mason St. SF, CA 94129&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary of Workout:&lt;br /&gt;8:45 AM arrival. Prepare for 9:00AM start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO BREAKFAST FOR ATHLETES other than water and electrolytes.  Last meal is previous evening prior to 6pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ROTATION ONE&lt;/span&gt;: 9:00-12:15, Group A does effort 1, Group B does effort 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ROTATION TWO:&lt;/span&gt; 12:30-3:30, Group A does effort 2, Group B does effort 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effort 1:  Bike skills, running, stretching and strength workout: You need to arrive in ride gear ready to ride, HELMET, tires pumped up, water bottles full, clothes on by 9:00, not starting to get geared up at 9:00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effort 2:  Bike spinnerval/run workout: You need to have spin trainers set up by 9:00 AM, not starting to set up at 9:00 AM.  We start the workout at 9:00 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Group A&lt;/span&gt;: Kristie, Caesar, Ferdinand, &amp;amp; Sedonia’s mentor groups (Captains: Jess, Helen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Group B&lt;/span&gt;: Marin, Joan, Hez, &amp;amp; Beau's mentor groups (Captains: Yi, Judy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groups switch at around 12:30 PM for second rotation of same activities listed below after a short recuperative lunch.  Everyone should be hungry by now given no breakfast, and no food during first rotation effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details of Workout:&lt;br /&gt;Effort 1 details, first rotation (total of 3 hours 15 minutes, plus 15 minutes for changing/breaks):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour 15 minutes in the parking lot. This group will split into 2 sub-groups.&lt;br /&gt;           Drills are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;1.      Counter Steering seminar&lt;br /&gt;2.      Slow speed cone work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Switch sub-groups after 1 hour and 30 minutes roughly&lt;br /&gt;1.      Water bottle exchange, everyone bring at least 3 water bottles&lt;br /&gt;2.      Slow speed bottle pickup&lt;br /&gt;3.      Gear Changing and braking overview, on bike and off bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run 20' level 5 (aerobic) warmup for stretching and strength training&lt;br /&gt;Stretching 20 minutes&lt;br /&gt;Strength 40 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effort 2 details, first rotation (3 hours 15 minutes, plus 15 minutes for post effort stretching)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 x (40' spinnerval, 20' run)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nutrition Details:&lt;br /&gt;NO BREAKFAST FOR ATHLETES other than water and electrolytes.  Last meal is previous evening prior to 6pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No food for the first rotation with both groups, athletes are meant to work without caloric intake, only water and electrolytes.  No liquid or solid food.  Second rotation they are encouraged to eat what they are experimenting with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small lunch at 12:30 when groups switch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wet weather alternative if parking lot is super slippery:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will forgo the parking lot bike exercises and dig into an all team spinnerval/run, lengthening the run to 40' each repeat and then adding stretching and strength training at the end of the entire workout.  We will not split the team if it is raining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-4414048251964139884?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/4414048251964139884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=4414048251964139884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/4414048251964139884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/4414048251964139884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2008/12/saturdays-7-hr-training-day.html' title='Saturdays 6 1/2 Hr Training Day'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SUsUmnEQ_hI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vKLOcwn2P9c/s72-c/Tom_Dotan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-236821344440903872</id><published>2008-12-14T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T20:30:57.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our most recent email from the head Coach.... OOFA!</title><content type='html'>Team, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Virginia there is a heart that benefits from repetitive aerobic &lt;br /&gt;effort in that chest of yours. &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is your day off from training.  Take advantage of that.  From &lt;br /&gt;Tuesday the 16th through Sunday the 28th of December you are an &lt;br /&gt;IRONMAN machine, churning out physical efforts day in and day out. &lt;br /&gt;The efforts are not hard, but they are efforts.  Listen to your body &lt;br /&gt;and if you require a day off in there somewhere then be honest with &lt;br /&gt;yourself and take the day off.  The evaluation of your ability to &lt;br /&gt;sustain effort over those 13 days comes down to three categories. &lt;br /&gt;Pain....Discomfort....Fatigue. &lt;br /&gt;If you are in pain, stop.  If you are in discomfort, monitor and if &lt;br /&gt;your form is faltering due to the discomfort then stop.  If you are &lt;br /&gt;fatigued, suck it up and keep going.  Fatigue makes you stronger, &lt;br /&gt;discomfort tunes your body to your mind, but pain sets you back. &lt;br /&gt;Don't endure pain, listen to the discomfort and drive through the &lt;br /&gt;fatigue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any questions, let us know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SWIM WORKOUTS FOR THIS WEEK:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday – Focus: Back to Basics: Balance and Rotation &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Warm Up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 (G2=300, G3=400)L3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2x50 (CU,S)  L4 10*RI       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 Pull only with pull buoy if you have one (they may be available to borrow at the pool) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 Pull only without pull buoy and try to find the same balance by pressing in the chest &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Main Sets&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2x500 L5 1’RI                      First one focus on balance (head, shoulders and hips at surface by pressing chest in) &lt;br /&gt;                                                Second one focus on rotation -from the hips, as a unit, as you extend your reach &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G2 only 3x100 descend (L4,L5,L6) 15*RI (each swim gets faster by about 5 seconds) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G3 only 2x(3x100) descend 15*RI &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Warm Down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2x100 L3 20*RI                   Focus on a swimming with perfect technique. You can incorporate drills and/or other strokes in the &lt;br /&gt;                                               warm down if you wish &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Totals: G1=1700 G2=2100 G3=2500 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday –Maintaining focus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warm Up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 (G2=300, G3=400) L3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4x50 (CU,S) L4 10*RI       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Main Sets &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2x200 L5 20*RI                   Focus on ½ catchup and extension in front of the stroke &lt;br /&gt;(G2&amp;3=3x200) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2x100 L6 15*RI                   try to maintain the long ½ catchup stroke you had in the 200s at the higher effort level &lt;br /&gt;(G2&amp;3=3x100) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2x200 L5 20*RI                   alternate breathing (every 3, 2L-2R, or by lap) &lt;br /&gt;(G3 only =3x200) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2x100 L6 15*RI                   try to maintain the alternate breathing with the higher effort level &lt;br /&gt;(G3 only = 3x100) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Warm Down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 L4                                    Focus on a swimming with perfect technique. You can incorporate drills and/or other &lt;br /&gt;                                                strokes in the warm down if you wish &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totals: G1=1700 G2=2100 G3=2500 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-236821344440903872?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/236821344440903872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=236821344440903872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/236821344440903872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/236821344440903872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-most-recent-email-from-head-coach.html' title='Our most recent email from the head Coach.... OOFA!'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-618697984397320222</id><published>2008-12-14T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:48:57.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SUW3tor7HeI/AAAAAAAAAJo/_eQcxSjyFQs/s1600-h/IMG_8245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SUW3tor7HeI/AAAAAAAAAJo/_eQcxSjyFQs/s400/IMG_8245.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279828132805418466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I ate my words after my last Blog. Apparently I injured myself after last Sundays swim and run workout. Trying new and different swim drills, we practiced an open water swim sighting exercise. Basically we had to swim a "fast doggie paddle".. while at the same time keeping our heads above water and focusing on an object ahead. I guess the strain of keeping my head up was too much for me. Later that night my neck began to get stiff... especially on the right side. Needless to say.. I didn't train all week and I was popping Flexiril (muscle relaxer) before bedtime. But by Saturday my neck seemed almost completely back to health, I even road 30 miles on my bike. I will definitely be more cautious as to which swim drills I choose to participate in. My mentor mentioned that I will have to be able to sight during the race.. and I completely understand that. Of course, I will take the time to be aware of my surroundings so that I don't swim off course. But swimming in that position for that long is unnecessary. For those of you that didn't know.. I was in a bad car accident in the Spring of 2007. My neck was what was injured in the accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as for the picture above.... as you can see that is my bike.. without a rear wheel. On Saturdays ride I got my very first flat tire. I had never changed a bike tire before. Thankfully I was with two other women that knew what to do. Under their guidance and with numbed fingers and a runny nose, I managed to successfully change the tire.. TWICE! Yes.. I said TWICE. The first time we took it all apart and could not find neither a tear or a hole. We thought it was because I had not checked the tire pressure before the start of the ride. I felt silly.. because all I did was "check it" with my fingers and it seemed hard enough. YES... sometimes I can be a real blonde about things...(no offense to blondes). So lesson learned.. always check the tire pressure EVERY TIME before the start of a ride. So we managed to piece it all back together and refilled the tire air. We were only about 1/4 of a mile down the road and again I got a flat in the same tire. This time around we decided to just switch out the the old tube with a new one and it worked. I guess there was tear after all that we had missed. With every new training day there is always something to learn... And now I know how to change a bicycle tire!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-618697984397320222?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/618697984397320222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=618697984397320222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/618697984397320222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/618697984397320222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-week.html' title='What a week!'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SUW3tor7HeI/AAAAAAAAAJo/_eQcxSjyFQs/s72-c/IMG_8245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-8250869277693952116</id><published>2008-12-08T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:57:08.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Inspirational Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GRHxHapwirw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GRHxHapwirw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-8250869277693952116?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/8250869277693952116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=8250869277693952116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/8250869277693952116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/8250869277693952116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='An Inspirational Video'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-5758532756135105234</id><published>2008-12-08T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:50:22.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Month of Training Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-75.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=360287970208408693&amp;amp;site=widget-75.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=360287970208408693&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-75.slide.com/p1/360287970208408693/bb_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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End of week 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/STxmjIclscI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Vpa6kfnXei8/s1600-h/432085793_yPdnV-L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/STxmjIclscI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Vpa6kfnXei8/s400/432085793_yPdnV-L.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277205617120227778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my Ironman Teammates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay.. it has been officially 1 month since the start of my training! Im a leaner and meaner fighting machine! Okay... not so much but I really have improved. Lets see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SWIM&lt;/span&gt;: When I first started I was gasping for air so much that it sounded like I was having a heart attack. Now.. I just sound like the sex fiend who breathes heavily into the phone. My swim stroke has improved tremendously but cardio wise, I still have a long way to go. The nausea issue has improved but still not all gone. I have an appt. with a neurologist on Dec. 15th to see what my problem is. Please cross your fingers that there's nothing physically wrong. But I guess we will cross that bridge when and if we get there. Until then I will continue to swim and strive for improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BIKE&lt;/span&gt;: You should see my legs....  No joke, they are really getting stronger and more defined. Im starting to lose the "runners legs" and and am now getting the sexy "cyclers legs". Now if I could just bulk up my arms so that my arm warmers would stay up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;RUN&lt;/span&gt;: Im just enjoying this aspect of the entire process. Its my thing.. im in the "zone". Im not fast but im definitely steady. LOVE IT, LOVE IT and LOVE IT MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;** 7mos, 24 days and 14 hours left to Vineman - Ironman **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Remember to please make a donation if you can. Let's make a difference! Thank you to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Raise funds for Blood Cancer Research:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pages.teamintraining.org/sf/VineFIrn09/bagamaite"&gt;http://pages.teamintraining.org/sf/VineFIrn09/bagamaite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;AIDS LIFECYCLE Ride in 09:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pages.teamintraining.org/sf/VineFIrn09/bagamaite"&gt;http://www.tofighthiv.org/goto/Bagamaite.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-7178911967302637?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7178911967302637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=7178911967302637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7178911967302637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7178911967302637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2008/12/recovery-week-end-of-week-4_07.html' title='Recovery week .. 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HAPPY BELATED THANKSGIVING to everyone!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did our longest training as a team thus far. On Saturday we met for a swim, run and bike workout. The entire workout took 7 hours to complete. I felt great the entire day. Of course, today being Sunday is a completely different story. I woke up quite sore and exhausted. Thankfully we did not have a cycle ride scheduled. The only thing marked on our calendar for today was a 1 hour run and I was less than enthusiastic about doing it. Luckily my friend Rebecca was nice enough to run with me around the lake. We ran 6.39 miles in 1:02- averaging @ 9.44 mile pace. Not too bad for someone so sluggish and sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY TRAINING SCHEDULE:&lt;br /&gt;A) 1 1/2 hours of drill swims &lt;br /&gt;B) 1 1/2-2hrs of strength training. *this included warm up and cool down&lt;br /&gt;C) BRICKS: 1/2 hour of spin with specific drills, then hop off and run for 20 minutes **Repeated 3 durations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had individual coaching during the swim workout. I was told that I had to over extend my reach with each stroke in order to keep my body afloat. At some point I would tire out and become a "lazy swimmer" with my strokes. The coach told me that I was much too petite to get away with that kind of form. Every time I didnt reach far enough out, my body would just sink below the surface. So NO LAZY SWIMMING for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learned to feed our bodies. Snacks, small sandwiches and various electrolytes were on the menu today. For each hour you worked out, you should have consumed one bottle of water. We weighed in after each 20 min run and we were supposed to maintain the same weight as before the run. I lost 2 lbs... so that indicated that I wasnt drinking enough fluids. When you lose that much weight it results in losing 50% of your energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was evaluated by the team doctor and strength coach. There was a concern about my reoccurring nausea and the possible causes. They believed that I may have a pinch nerve in my neck that could be the cause. It was recommended that i see a neurologist to be sure that i am okay physically... which I know I am. Dont worry I will go see the neurologist. I was also advised not to swim until  an  answer to my problem could be found... but thats not going to happen. I really dont want to get behind in my training. I will just continue to follow the swim workouts and if the nausea starts to set in.. I will just stop my workout. I will fill you in when I get any results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may have already read.. I signed up for the AIDS Ride that will occur next May. I have spoken with a few past Ironman participants and was told that it would work out perfectly with the timeline of my Ironman training and it could only benefit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im loving everything about the training and feel like im improving and getting stronger each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see.. im holding up my end of the bargain. I am totally committed to completing each endeavor. But I still need YOUR HELP. Please help me to reach my fundraising goals for each event. Both are very good Causes. There are people and their families that are desperate for help. Please click on either link to the right and make a donation today. Remember.. tis the season for helping others. xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-6049866099524252257?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/6049866099524252257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=6049866099524252257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/6049866099524252257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/6049866099524252257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/end-of-week-3.html' title='The end of Week 3'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/STN4St57S-I/AAAAAAAAAJY/xe2VokYsMPE/s72-c/3073312292_933419a446.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-3934032148334380520</id><published>2008-11-26T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T17:05:27.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SS3yQw9zs1I/AAAAAAAAAIY/6eQsFaNMBCM/s1600-h/slide_montage7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SS3yQw9zs1I/AAAAAAAAAIY/6eQsFaNMBCM/s400/slide_montage7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273137108556690258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I officially singed sign up for the AIDS/LifeCycle Ride, that will take place May 31-June 6, 2009. As a cyclist, I will travel 545 miles through beautiful California from San Francisco to Los Angeles. It is an event that raises money for HIV/AIDS. My participation will help the beneficiaries continue to provide the critical services and education needed to meet the growing needs of our community. It will also increase awareness and knowledge about HIV/AIDS among fellow participants, their donors and the general public. Again I will do my part physically to complete my goal but I need YOUR help. I have pledged to raise a minimum of $3,000 by May 30, 2009. Together we can make a difference. Please go to my donation page.. just click on the AIDS LIFECYCLE logo at the right of the page. I have already started the donation process. Thanks and with much love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-3934032148334380520?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/3934032148334380520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=3934032148334380520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/3934032148334380520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/3934032148334380520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-not.html' title='Why Not?'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SS3yQw9zs1I/AAAAAAAAAIY/6eQsFaNMBCM/s72-c/slide_montage7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-7971868539497276671</id><published>2008-11-25T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T22:06:15.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just shoot me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SSzzZyQEQuI/AAAAAAAAAH4/GbJxWgRAUwA/s1600-h/566364513_2ac0e90dd5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 151px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SSzzZyQEQuI/AAAAAAAAAH4/GbJxWgRAUwA/s200/566364513_2ac0e90dd5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272856888055448290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I attempted to do my swim workout and just as I was starting my Main Set.. I started feeling motion sick. I didnt want to to push myself so far that I risked having to call into work sick, so I didnt complete my workout.  Im struggling with what could be causing me to feel this way. Last week I thought it was because I was dehydrated and the fact that I had done 1 1/2 hours of Bikrim Yoga just prior. Tonight I did 1 hour of spin class and decided I would try to finish my remaining swim workout. This time I had purchased some ear plugs to try while swimming. It did seem to help, but only slightly. The ear plugs could not prevent the feeling of motion sickness from coming on. I did eventually complete my swim workout and also managed to make up the remaining 75 yards from Fridays workout. My other option would be to try  goggles of a different style. The ones I have now are your traditional version. They seem to place a lot of pressure around my eye sockets. Goggles that are much wider and larger could provide the comfort I need. I will fill you in as I figure out my dilemma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-7971868539497276671?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7971868539497276671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=7971868539497276671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7971868539497276671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7971868539497276671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-shoot-me.html' title='Just shoot me'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SSzzZyQEQuI/AAAAAAAAAH4/GbJxWgRAUwA/s72-c/566364513_2ac0e90dd5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-5389806066999642686</id><published>2008-11-23T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:15:03.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Studio 54 Fundraiser</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-c5.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=360287970208337861&amp;amp;site=widget-c5.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:400px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=360287970208337861&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c5.slide.com/p1/360287970208337861/bb_t014_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SSonKNEd3vI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lsIVZwN76gE/s320/IMG_8070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272069370051157746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just break this up into days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY (11/22): Basically set up a 9 am spin class on the waters edge in Richmond. We had a beautiful view as you can see. We did hill intervals for about an hour then jumped off our bikes and ran for another hour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIGHLIGHT: After the workout, I left Richmond and drove all the way back to Oakland to a car wash. I realized at the car wash that I had left the keys to my roof rack on top of the car. I searched everywhere.. on top of the car where I had placed it, in my car and in all my belongings. I ended up driving all the way back to Richmond in hopes of finding my keys in the parking lot. No keys were to be found. Again I searched my car inside and out. As I was about to get in my car, I decided to peek again at the top of my car.  I had found my keys! They were still there just slightly further back and wedged under the roof rack. All I could think was how absolutely blessed I was at that moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later this evening I was hosting a Studio 54 Fundraiser at a local Club. Pictures to be posted later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SSomO2_fhZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/sodwD4oyLcI/s1600-h/IMG_8169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SSomO2_fhZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/sodwD4oyLcI/s320/IMG_8169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272068350512432530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY (11/23): I woke up with a beer headache and still slightly intoxicated from the festivities of the evening prior. **Just so you know.. I did not drink but maybe 2 or 3 beers**  To try to hasten a faster recovery I immediately took Exedrine, purchased a GIANT Big Gulp and consumed a very greasy sausage biscuit from the local Burger King! &lt;br /&gt;Somehow I was able to convince my good friend Maria to join myself and my teammates Tony and Jennifer for a 45 mile bike ride in Danville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIGHLIGHTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I was still slightly intoxicated until about mile 11 or so **Consuming any alcohol prior to a next day workout doesn't really hurt at the time but it definitely SUCKS the next day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I am becoming a "Snot Rocket" expert. Hey your on the bike for a minimum of 45 miles.. desperate times call for desperate measures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Im feeling kinda "RAW" in the area of my "unmentionables".  Im wondering.. has anyone ever started a long ride and by the end of the ride..  be worried like me... Can you actually "lose parts" from riding so long. My friend Maria says that everything will "toughen up". Really? Do I really want things to "toughen" up? I just want to know that im going to be okay and not do any permanent damage to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Trying to reclip in after a complete stop was also brutal on my "unmentionables". I would try to clip in and miss, causing me to hit my bike seat pretty hard. I don't know how guys would even deal with it... cause good God! **Im only sharing these details because its my blog and these things DID AND DO HAPPEN!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I CRASHED! I had the most SUPER AWESOME downhill and at the end of it was a stop sign. I was so thrilled by my crazy downhill,  that as I was slowing towards the stop sign, I was being indecisive as to wether I wanted to come to a complete stop. I was looking for traffic on either side of the road ahead but in the meantime I forgot to unclip one of my shoes from the pedal. Needles to say, I had a brain meltdown and couldn't absorb doing so many thing at once. So I ended up crashing on my right side. I bruised up my thigh and elbow but walked away basically unscathed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I was told by Maria that we actually clocked in closer to 49 miles! WAHOOOOOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-1428674021078681034?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/1428674021078681034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=1428674021078681034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/1428674021078681034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/1428674021078681034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/lets-just-break-this-up-into-days.html' title='The end of Week 2'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SSonKNEd3vI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lsIVZwN76gE/s72-c/IMG_8070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-1252755988569271705</id><published>2008-11-21T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T18:27:26.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What could of happened?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SSdNpf6G5uI/AAAAAAAAAHc/SNiZzsMn48E/s1600-h/23500976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SSdNpf6G5uI/AAAAAAAAAHc/SNiZzsMn48E/s320/23500976.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271267264195651298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was swimming 900+ yards at my usual pool. At the tail end of my Main Set I started getting nauseated. I had to talk myself into finishing the set. During each remaining lap .. I could feel myself having increased motion sickness. I had a remaining 200 yards to finish as my Warm Down.. I ended up stopping at a 125 yards in because I almost vomited in the pool. I drove home immediately and was just finding parking when I ended up vomiting on the street. I just ended up going to bed and napping for a few hours. I am still not 100% and am not sure what brought it on.&lt;br /&gt;Possible reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1) I am very sensitive and get motion sick very easily. Maybe because the duration of my swim is now longer..im finding myself effected by it. *Lets hope not!&lt;br /&gt;2) Dehydration: maybe I just didnt drink enough fluids&lt;br /&gt;3) Clogged ears: maybe an inner ear issue  *Will buy ear plugs to see if that helps&lt;br /&gt;4) Doing a 1 1/2 hr Bikrim Yoga prior to a swim workout  *Note to self DON'T EVER do again with ANY workout&lt;br /&gt;5) Lunch: I had a yucky, overpriced egg salad sandwich.. maybe that could of done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these issues above will certainly be addressed. I can handle most anything with the exception of nausea. :O(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Today I discovered you can get chafing from your bathing suit. Who knew?! I have a few "raspberries" under my left armpit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-1252755988569271705?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/1252755988569271705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=1252755988569271705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/1252755988569271705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/1252755988569271705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-could-of-happened.html' title='What could of happened?'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SSdNpf6G5uI/AAAAAAAAAHc/SNiZzsMn48E/s72-c/23500976.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-7937600531668118744</id><published>2008-11-20T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:44:02.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The way you float matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SSZKnEjivGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/qAMA9yWaF54/s1600-h/3047571992_ddc00e3370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SSZKnEjivGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/qAMA9yWaF54/s320/3047571992_ddc00e3370.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270982448981916770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was our first coached swim workout. I learned something about myself... Did you know that you may or may not be a balanced swimmer? The test would be to float.. totally relaxed, faced down in the pool. There are two ways a person will float 1) your entire body will float evenly with the surface of the pool -or- 2) most of your upper body will float evenly with the surface of the pool and your lower body will be more vertical from the surface. People who float like example 1 should have no issues with their swim because they are considered "balanced" swimmers. People who float like example 2 are considered "out of balanced" swimmers. Guess which one im in? You guessed it.....  example 2. Apparently I have great upper body strength but im tiring out fairly quickly because my lower body isnt parallel with the surface.. so hence im dragging extra weight and not swimming efficiently. So my main focus from now on is to try to realize when im out of balance and to rebalance myself. I have to retrain my body how to swim. Why couldn't I have been blessed as a "balanced" swimmer?...  My training would be so much easier. At least now I know that there is a reason for my poor swimming and I can try to correct it. I asked the coach why people float differently? She said there is no true answer but maybe differences in body composition.&lt;br /&gt;PS I also realize that I need some serious fat on my body. I almost froze to death in the outdoor pool last night... even during my swim drills.&lt;br /&gt;PSS Please remember why im doing this. Funds need to be raised to support cancer research so that we may be able to find a cure. Please make a donation today! xo http://pages.teamintraining.org/sf/VineFIrn09/bagamaite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-7937600531668118744?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7937600531668118744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=7937600531668118744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7937600531668118744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7937600531668118744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-night-was-our-first-coached-swim.html' title='The way you float matters'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SSZKnEjivGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/qAMA9yWaF54/s72-c/3047571992_ddc00e3370.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-7829825906491285771</id><published>2008-11-16T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:45:21.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many Firsts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SSZK66iszoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/c1tOOmAemBs/s1600-h/3046730823_c0c674a688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SSZK66iszoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/c1tOOmAemBs/s320/3046730823_c0c674a688.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270982789891411586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was supposed to do the 30 mile flat ride that hadn't manifested yesterday. My friend Maria and I decided instead to do the Three Bears in Orinda. This route consisted of 3 different hills varying in distance and climb. I was offered a number of times that after the 1st hill that we could opt to turn around and do a much flatter part of the route, NOT ME...... I actually went for it! The hills were challenging at certain points causing me to curse  aloud through my heavy breathing. My reward after each hill was a wonderful and very fast downhill.. IT WAS AWESOME and AMAZING!! The route we took was only 24 miles but considering our venue, I didn't feel like I slighted myself in any way.  This was actually my very first time out on my new bike, on this route and the furthest i've ever ridden. So i'm pretty damned proud of myself! There was not even one Skid, Crash, Boom or Bang the entire day either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING MAY BE GROSS TO READ: I also, for the very first time EVER... blew a snot rocket! I have always said it was a disgusting habit and that I would NEVER do such a thing. Well today that changed.. it was successful but still very gross! For those of you who do not know what that is... it's when you cannot blow your nose and you really, really feel like you need to. You pinch one nostril and blow hard.. just be sure it's clear in the direction you are blowing. Maria thankfully was far ahead of me and could not witness my gross actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top off my very successful day... I was at a second hand store and found this very kool bike jersey for only $14.00, generally they can run $80.00 or more! What a fantastic day...good friends, a fun and challenging ride, new and gross habits and a great bargain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 miles @ 2:05 &lt;br /&gt;Don't forget why i'm doing this. Please donate to my Cause: http://pages.teamintraining.org/sf/VineFIrn09/bagamaite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-7829825906491285771?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/7829825906491285771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=7829825906491285771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7829825906491285771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/7829825906491285771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/many-firsts.html' title='Many Firsts...'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SSZK66iszoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/c1tOOmAemBs/s72-c/3046730823_c0c674a688.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-3582356955760944385</id><published>2008-11-15T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T22:57:47.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SKID, CRASH, BOOM, BANG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SR_EYAmUmOI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mR59qTElWvc/s1600-h/IMG_8031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SR_EYAmUmOI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mR59qTElWvc/s320/IMG_8031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269146005803407586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's almost the end of my first official week of training... Whew! &lt;br /&gt;**That's my mentor Joan just prior to my first ride**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWIM: &lt;br /&gt;I managed to  verify the actual true length of the pool. The longest workout completed this week was 1200 yards.  &lt;br /&gt;We were instructed to incorporate a Pacer with our workout. A Pacer is a little, flat device that can be programmed to beep at a certain pace. The idea is that you swim with it under your swim cap and follow each stroke to the emitting beep.  It was really helpful and I noticed a very slight improvement in my stroke (I emphasize the word SLIGHT). Now if I could just figure out how to breathe and what to do with my flailing feet! Im comparing my swimming style to my inability to Jazzercize... i have NO RHTHYM and it's UGLY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUN:&lt;br /&gt;Of all the events, running is obviously the one i am most comfortable with. Although I am used to running a certain way, Coach Wayne is teaching us a slightly different technique. Im learning about Pick Ups and Cadence. How to push ourselves just a little further so that our bodies get used to the high level of exertion.. and then we teach our bodies to maintain a certain level throughout. &lt;br /&gt;I ran about 3.2 miles the other evening at 32:53... there is definitely room for improvement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIKE:&lt;br /&gt;Now this is where the SKID, CRASH, BOOM and BANG comes in. I recently purchased a new Tri Bike and with it new clips for my shoes. Supposedly these clips were easier to use then my old ones. Myself, my mentor Joan and the Honoree Captain Judy, all met up in the Safeway parking lot in Orinda. As the other two ladies were preparing, I decided to hop on my bike, clip in and do a few loops around the parking lot. The first loop was successful... the second one was a disaster. I was just finishing my second loop... coasting towards our meeting spot and as I was slowing down.... I attempted to clip out. It was then that I realized that both my feet were locked into my clips and I was unable to free myself. Panic was setting in because I knew that eventually this bike would come to a stop and I was going to be locked into the pedals still. So in slow motion.. I came to a stop, tried to balance for a few moments and fell over hard onto my left side. I was entangled in my bike, my right foot was free but my left foot was still attached to the pedal. While I was laying there, the water from my water bottle was just gushing all over me and onto the ground. I had to wait for my teammates to help. I was slightly embarassed and just laid there laughing at myself. I eventually got up and resituated myself. I again hopped on my bike and was determined to do another loop and practice clipping in and out of my pedals. Well... that was over in about 3 seconds because I got locked into my clips again and fell over immediately. That was when Judy decided to evaluate my clips. A few adjustments had to be made and eventually I was able to clip in and out with great ease.&lt;br /&gt;So... now we were ready! Joan lead the way, I was in the middle and Judy brought up the tail end. We were not more than 1 mile into our 30 mile ride, when Joan's front tire catches a deep groove in the road. The poor thing skidded sideways while still attached to her bike, right into the middle of a very busy road. Luckily there were no vehicles coming around the bend from behind. Poor Joan ended up jamming her shoulder and scraping her leg. Talk about Iron(wo)man... she was still willing to continue the ride, unfortunately her bike could not. Apparently the accident twisted the front wheel sideways. Something or someone  in the cosmic universe was trying to tell us something. We took it to heart and called it a day.. today was not meant to be. &lt;br /&gt;***And I thought all I had to do was worry about drowning!***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-3582356955760944385?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/3582356955760944385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=3582356955760944385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/3582356955760944385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/3582356955760944385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/skid-crash-boom-bang.html' title='SKID, CRASH, BOOM, BANG!'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SR_EYAmUmOI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mR59qTElWvc/s72-c/IMG_8031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-3646010118340827521</id><published>2008-11-11T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:35:46.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming and sleeping DO NOT go together!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRpqJSBT4JI/AAAAAAAAAGM/lpWhuVusbOM/s1600-h/1179503585_3088-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRpqJSBT4JI/AAAAAAAAAGM/lpWhuVusbOM/s200/1179503585_3088-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267639421851918482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was my first official swim practice and it was all on my own. I knew that the gym would be packed this evening so my best bet was to get it done before the start of my work day. Last night I organized and laid everything out for the next day because I knew it was going to be a very early start. I think I was really stressed about actually going alone and executing everything I was supposed to do because I dreamt something about a canoe and a circus clown?  What does that mean?.. hmmm &lt;br /&gt;I left my house at 4:45 am and was in the pool by 5:15 am. I think I was still asleep when I hit the water. I couldnt remember all the instructions as to what I had to do. There was a WARM UP, a MAIN SET and a WARM DOWN (I never knew you had to "warm down" when you swam.. who knew?)... there was too much to remember so I wrote each set down and put them in zip locks and placed them at the waters edge. It was a neat trick but a pain in the tush because I had to move the goggles from my eyes to be able to read anything. &lt;br /&gt;Now it was time to swim.... There was some confusion as to the actual length of the pool. No one on staff seem to know so I had to rely on the individuals that were in the pool with me. With much confusion and some language barriers (a few with limited english).. the consensus was that it was 50 yards in length. Let me tell you .. 50 yards is a crazy distance. I think I almost drowned just doing the WARM UP part.. thank goodness the water was only 3 to 5 ft deep. Anyway, by the end of the session I completed my 1,000 yards required... and SO I THOUGHT. &lt;br /&gt;This evening I went to a spin class after my work day. Since I was there early I inquired again about the length of the pool. I found  a "head official" and was really, really disappointed to hear that the length of the pool was only 25 yards. So in reality I only did half my work out. I felt like such a failure because I could barely complete what I had done. So to make up for it im going to drag myself back to the pool tomorrow morning and do the actual distance im supposed to do. Swimming is my absolute weakest area. Hopefully in time I will improve. I have no choice.. I have to swim 2.4 miles in my event.. GRRR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-3646010118340827521?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/3646010118340827521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=3646010118340827521' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/3646010118340827521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/3646010118340827521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/swimming-and-sleeping-do-not-go.html' title='Swimming and sleeping DO NOT go together!'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRpqJSBT4JI/AAAAAAAAAGM/lpWhuVusbOM/s72-c/1179503585_3088-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-5286769208947032643</id><published>2008-11-09T10:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T11:07:47.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my new ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRcwJeQhr8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Uy8lEjnrIhk/s1600-h/IMG_8009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRcwJeQhr8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Uy8lEjnrIhk/s320/IMG_8009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266731228532420546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To accomplish great things, we must not only act, but also dream; not only plan, but also believe" Anatole France&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-5286769208947032643?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/5286769208947032643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=5286769208947032643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/5286769208947032643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/5286769208947032643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-my-new-ride.html' title='This is my new ride'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRcwJeQhr8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Uy8lEjnrIhk/s72-c/IMG_8009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265756658869616229.post-6019152900432950516</id><published>2008-11-08T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T11:54:17.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Time To Start KICKING CANCER'S ASS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaPNX_smDI/AAAAAAAAAFs/wcj8t3Mx6YM/s1600-h/IMG_8007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaPNX_smDI/AAAAAAAAAFs/wcj8t3Mx6YM/s200/IMG_8007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266554274198624306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IS IT&lt;/span&gt;! This is when reality hits me in the face. I have been nothing but excited these past 2-3 mos to begin my biggest challenge yet: to start training for an &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IRON(WO)MAN&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;div&gt;Yesterday we met with our Coaches, our Mentors, our Teammates and most importantly our Honorees. The day was packed with training schedules, paper packets, information about how to swim, how to run, how to breathe, what gear you need and so much more. There was even a discussion that involved bodily fluids.. no worries I will spare you the details. I was also learning an entirely new vocabulary... bricks, cadence, catchup drills, flip turns, new codes and acronyms. Im still feeling overwhelmed from all the new information. It will be quite some time before I can sort it all out. We also did an hour of strength training... push ups, crunches, lunges,  right planks, left planks and more. Thanks goodness for my yoga classes, my body was able to rise to the challenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the next 8 months and 21 days I, along with the coaches, will be slowly trying to prepare my body for this endurance event called Vineman. I will only have a 16 hour window to complete the event and I have confidence that I can do it. In case you forgot the distances let me remind you: swim 2.4 miles, bike 112 miles, run 26.2 miles. My ignorance told me that all I needed to do was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;swim&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bike&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;run&lt;/span&gt;. I learned that there was so much more to it... There's a madness and a method to it all. Our bodies must be built up and then broken down only to bring them up again. I had one moment in the day where I envisioned myself as Richard Gere in Officer and A Gentleman. I imagined the coach making me do mud crawls, sit ups and repetitive drills while torturing me with running water from a hose... then I snapped out of it and laughed about the visual. Could you imagine? Ha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please don't forget the reason why i am doing this. I'm trying to raise funds for cancer research. If you want to help in any way just follow the link below:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://pages.teamintraining.org/sf/VineFIrn09/bagamaite"&gt;http://pages.teamintraining.org/sf/VineFIrn09/bagamaite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265756658869616229-6019152900432950516?l=bagamaite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/feeds/6019152900432950516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=265756658869616229&amp;postID=6019152900432950516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/6019152900432950516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265756658869616229/posts/default/6019152900432950516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagamaite.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-time-to-start-kicking-cancers-ass.html' title='It&apos;s Time To Start KICKING CANCER&apos;S ASS!!'/><author><name>Belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15970982351155650176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaLBDDSn-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VP2Hbcvb8pQ/S220/IMG_6536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M-9auc9ZGxw/SRaPNX_smDI/AAAAAAAAAFs/wcj8t3Mx6YM/s72-c/IMG_8007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
