Friday, June 29, 2012

Olympic Trials

We've been watching a lot of the Olympic Trials that have been on tv recently and it got me thinking about how glamorous it all seems. Chasing the Olympic dream, putting it all on the line, your life on hold and BOOM - I'm an Olympian! It's awesome.

Or not.

While I was bored at work taking a break from endless excel spreadsheets, I came across several articles that give you a glimpse into the real life of an Olympic hopeful or athlete - and it's not all that pretty. They fail to go into much of this when you're watching Michael Phelps and Ryan Lochte swim against each other for billionth time.

How about these guys? This couple was trying to make the Olympics, him in the steeplechase and her in the marathon or 10,000 (neither made it unfortunately) and they were on freaking food stamps! This quote was also interesting:

"A recent foundation survey found that 80 percent of pro track and field athletes ranked in the U.S. top 10 in their event make less than $50,000 per year in sport-related income, and half make less than $15,000. Cull out marquee events like the 100 meters and the marathon, and the numbers grow even grimmer."

A book recently came out from an Olympian detailing some of the struggles she had. Dominique Moceanu, a former gymnast speaks about alleged 'abuse' from her coach. I haven't read the book but this article talks about eating issues and crazy workout schedules.  I guess what most shocked me later was that I wasn't shocked. You sort of hear about this stuff all the time, particularly in certain sports like gymnastics.

And prolific swimmer (and model) Amanda Beard recently spoke out about her struggles with bulimia and depression - and she was an Olympian! It makes me wonder about all those who got close and but never made it - how many of them dealt with the pressure in similar ways.

Anyways, I just found it interesting how glitzy the tv makes it all feel, so you and me on the couch thinks it's the most awesome thing ever to train for an Olympic spot. They don't tell you the real deal of people barely scraping by and not making it, or making it and being too f'd up to even enjoy it. 

I do feel for those who barely make any money, but on the other hand sometimes I see these athletes and think, oh just get a job. The irony of me being mired in work spreadsheets while simultaneously feeling sympathy and jealousy is not lost on me.

But don't get me wrong, I love watching the events, the stories, and reading about it. That's why our DVR is filled with prelims and finals of every sport that was on tv. 


Tuesday, June 26, 2012


My sister flew into town on Thursday afternoon, just in time for NC to have our hottest weather of the year. Holy hotness, Batman! Summer is here!

I tagged along with her to Chapel Hill (her happy place) on Friday. We did some shopping and eating (I had a cupcake called "Frat Boy" - it was yummy).  Then that night our babysitter, Lovely Rita, came over so the 3 of us could enjoy a nice dinner in downtown before we went to the Big Boss Brewery and drank some delicious beer.

Saturday was pretty low key. I had decided earlier in the week to sign up for a local sprint race on Sunday so except for driving to pick up my packet, most of the day was spent hanging out with Logan in the living room.

That night we met some friends out at a local pizza place, and Logan was reunited with his betrothed, Elle.  He was very happy to see her and promptly took her rattle and stuck it in his mouth, then tried to pull her shirt down. We apparently need have a talk with him and cover topics such as 'coming on too strong' and 'father's don't like it when you're handsy with their daughters.' 

Don't worry, though, Elle held her own.

Logan can now sit in a high chair and is very entertained trying to pick up and eat cheerios. Out of about 20 cheerios, one may actually get close to his mouth, and of those, another 1 out of 10 might actually make it in his mouth. It was a complete minefield of cheerios under his high chair at the restaurant.  The next night he had cut down those percentages considerably.  There's no place to go but up with physical skills when you're his age.

The next morning was the race: Smile Train Sprint Triathlon. It was a shorty - 250 meter swim, 12.5 mile bike, 5K run. I was happy for a short swim and was also happy no one passed me in the pool. I even managed to pass one person! The bike was pretty nice after you got through the first mile of neighborhood speed bumps. It was rolling but nothing horrible. I felt better on the return trip then I did going out. And the run was hilly and hot.  The only shade out there was from the finish banner, I think. They also made it a legit 5K as opposed to other years apparently, when it was a bit short. I wouldn't have minded it being a bit short this year! It was nice to win - it's funny, I think I've won more races this year than I have in any previous year here in NC!

It was a fun event. I didn't stick around for awards since it was so hot and I had heard that it takes quite awhile. Plus, I wanted to get home to hang out with Shana and Logan. It was great having them and Marty out there cheering for me.

go mommy

Ain't nothing prettier than posing with a swim cap

Smiling at Logan (my sis is holding him in the pink shirt)

I'm up next

Pretending to swim

Heading out on the run

Finishing up

Monday, June 18, 2012

Catching up

It's been awhile. I have excuses. I've been busy. And sort of lazy with this thing. I'm not confident that my posts are getting read by that many people anymore which causes my initiative to write go way down. But, I do enjoy looking back now and then so even if it's just me and my mom here (hi mom!) I figured I can still document what's been going on.

So what's been going on? :)

  • Boone Camp III came and went. I was part of the 'Daisy Picker' group which meant we spent more time stopped with our bikes then actually on our bikes. Boone made me realize that even though I am working out and have even raced pretty good so far, I am really out of shape. I know that doesn't make sense, but seriously, I have apparently lost so much overall strength and core that after 2 days of riding in the mountains I could barely move. It felt like I had done 5,000 situps. Even my forearms hurt! In typical Boone fashion, we still had a ton of fun and a lot alcohol was consumed. I also may decline any group games from here on out as my child prodigy status led to hyper-competiveness and big frownie faces on Bri. Marty knows why 'Bri Wins' is not just a game but a way of life ;)
    Debating on how long the dirt road extends on our ride
    Brekky on the deck. Tassie had the best week ever with 20+ people constantly petting her
  • Pretending to be freezing after a mountain lake swim

    Daisy Pickers

    We had a rotating contingent, but here's most of the crew on Saturday night

    Game night

    Some campers braved the cold mountain water for some open water swimming. There may have been a few wimps who even wore a wetsuit.

    Marty on the Viaduct

    At Moses Cone Park

    I love my dog, but seriously, what is it with wanting to roll in poop?!
    Kory found this comic and sadly, this sums up some of Tassie's adventures during the week.

    The 'Prop' picture

  • Marty's mom was up here this past week and I took total advantage of the poor women and did something every night with friends. Then I slept in almost every morning.
  • We had the 2nd Old School Aquathon at Vista Point. It was a crazy format, but so, so fun. 300 yard swim/1mile run X 3.  Kari, Cari and I all did it together which made it even more fun.
We are serious Aquathletes? Aquathoners?
  • This past Sunday we had our 2nd race in the Triangle Open Water Swim Series at Jordan Lake. It was wetsuit legal but I didn't bring mine which I was none to happy about. My swim is abysmal right now. But I figured out that if you don't push too hard it doesn't hurt ;) Lucky for me, they didn't get me coming across the finish line so I didn't show up in the results. I'm glad that time won't be forever inked on the internet.
  • I saw 2 movies this past week: Snow White and the Huntsman (entertaining) and Men In Black III (entertaining). Unfortunately, I saw MIB in 3D which was such a freaking rip off.
  • Logan had his 6 month appointment. He weighs 17lbs 7oz (49th percentile); he's 2'3" (62nd percentile) and his head is the 92nd percentile. He's also cutting his first tooth.
6 months old and so fun!

Sleeping angel, surrounded by whatever so he doesn't roll off the couch

Happy Father's Day!

He couldn't be bothered to stay awake for Father's Day dinner

Saturday, June 2, 2012

Picture Page

Family portrait from Doughman -- what do you think? Christmas Card?

Me and my girls at my birthday party
Rogue's Bacon Maple Ale - it was interesting...

Thumbs up to a fun weekend

Logan likes to swing

There is a quiet war going on between our friends on which NFL team Logan will be cheering for: The Giants or the Steelers. Here he is with a gift from Aunt Kari - a Terrible Towel.