it takes time to get it right

I have not blogged in a couple of days .. number of reasons, Busy is one of them. you know that thing we call life , work and just going through the motions.

I had a full on weekend 10km run saturday and 60km ride Sunday up to Springbrook. (very very hilly well just one hilly really that just keeps going for about 15kms) the ride down was scary and crazy. I did learn how to go with it and not brake so much (Mel if you read this the way i learnt was to look about 300metre -400metre ahead and not to focus on what is just in front of you and that it will only get easier with more km's under your belt.)

Monday was my rest day. happy that i did take some time for myself. Yesterday I stepped it up with a 30km bike ride @ 5am. On the way out i was averaging 33kph (yes i was kicking it) got to one of the big hills at Greenmount and something happened to my bike while changing gears. at the bottom of the hill the gears made a huge grinding sound. I stopped but couldn't find the problem. So i kept on going but i slow down and was takening it easy from there on, average 27kph. Got home early and everyone was still a sleep,  so i cleaned up and made everyone pancakes (i had my shake, fruit and coffee) By 8am the family was feed and we rode to the beach for a swim. (i only live 3km from the beach ) stayed at the beach for 3 hrs and headed home. We had planned for lunch at my mum's house so we got everything in the eskie and headed out the door. Another big swim at mum's house in the pool .. then FOOD! great! salad and steak what so good. After  lunch we all relexed with more swimming and some drinks.. Then my mother started on me !!! "you should go for a run with all that food you ate" I had 3 anzac biscuits. "Come on Tracey why don't you get of your fat arse and go for a run that you tell us all you do"


I was so pissed off .. In the pasted i would have sat down and ate more food or would have got up and left with out saying anything gone home and ate the house down. But i did something different yesterday. I got up and said "Mother you worry about yourself and I will take care of me."
 I put my runners on HRM, ipod and went for a 10km run. (not the best idea with a big lunch in your stomach and 2 bourbons)  I think i was going to throw up about 4 times : /

i ran my little heart out, cried, ran, walked and sprinted. It was very emotion run with my ipod on high.  I was so hot here yesterday about 36 degree with 70% Humidity. I was sweating so much that noone would be about to tell if it was tears or just sweat pouring of my face. I got back to my mother's house (still talking about how she is a size 12 and was a 10 at my age) My OH looked at me and we packed up and left.

Dont me wrong i am not saying i have the worlds worst mother. She is great but she does have a way of always letting me know where my place is in her mind. Its a pity that she is so closed minded to think that i have a place. because in my mind i am free. ( taken a long time to get that one right)

The best thing of all is i didnt feel like eatting the house down when i got home. and i have been off food all day today too. I have been making my self eat. Which is the so odd for me.

Sorry big emotion blog .. but need to get things out there.. it seems to be the healthy for me

ox Trace