I finished my first ‘real’ triathlon last night, and even got a spot on the podium! Continue reading “I’m a triathlete!”
Tag: open water swimming
Cd’A: Day 5
My last day, unfortunately, was a bit anti-climactic. I was really excited to do nothing and relax by the water. The weather had been forecast to be really nice–sunny and upper 70s–but as the day progressed, the wind picked up and I wasn’t able to enjoy sitting by the water in my new bikini. C’est la vie, I suppose. Continue reading “Cd’A: Day 5”
St. Pete Beach: the Don
Andrew and I spent last week in Florida at the Don CeSar in St. Pete Beach. It was our family vacation with Andrew’s grandma, taken every two summers or so these days, and our first repeat (we went four years ago). It’s a big, beautiful pink Art Deco hotel on the beach with all the amenities.
The best part? We got UPGRADED to the Penthouse! (Andrew and I didn’t; we and his parents stayed in rooms on the second floor while his sisters, their spouses, nephew Blake and grandma got the Penthouse. We’re pretty sure it was because the top floor wasn’t booked and we had such a large party, the hotel offered it so they could sell the suite we’d reserved more easily. Bummer.)
Check out this view:
The Penthouse came with a small kitchen, dining and living rooms, and three separate bedrooms. Hi Grandma!
We spent most of our time camped out by the pool, taking turns swimming with Blake, who is a little fish!
I had to do a long run–14 miles–the day after we arrived. I started on the beach and did 7.5 miles (from one end to the other and back), before heading inside for some air conditioning. Running on a treadmill never felt so good! My runs that week may not have been my fastest (how do the local runners do it?!), but I was pleased with my performances. If nothing else, I gained mental toughness in the heat.
I also did some open-water swimming in the ocean (!!) and weight-lifting while I was there. I really enjoy my workouts on vacation, but wish I had a buddy to do them with.
I’ll leave you with this photo of Andrew, hogging all the noodles to stay afloat: