I woke this morning realizing I am – again – thin in my dreams. I had not realized that as I gained weight in RL I was also gaining in my dreams. My fat dreams had me sitting or walking, slowly, short distances. My fat dreams I was losing, just missing the plane, late for work, running late with too much to do. Oddly in my fat dreams I would wake and wonder who I was in that dream. While fat I had insomnia or fitful spurts of sleep, could this be caused by a fat life of survival?

Biking this Autumn I have ‘heard’ the Fremont Bridge as the artist in residence matched music with the bridge activity. This morning I watched a young Bald Eagle over Lake Union and noticed when I stop people and say “Look an Eagle!” I get excited smiles. I will lose weight and gain muscle so much faster in Autumn, Winter, and Spring due to Seattle’s battling winds off the lakes and Sound (a nice way of saying I hit a head wind regardless what direction I am!).

“Life is not a private affair. A story and its lessons are only made useful if shared.”
“There are no ordinary moments!”
The Peaceful Warrior by Dan Millman

If I cannot bike to work it is a good time to call in sick. And what a beautiful day to be sacked on the futon! Head winds and torrents of rain. Lovely to watch but a bit happy not to be biking in. I passed the time with Bicycle Diaries by David Byrne. 30 years of pedaling through cities around the world with the bonus of mind rambles while in the saddle. It is sad there are so few bike journals published, but an exciting discovery when I stubble upon a new one.

I know I need to be healthy come Monday so I opted to ride the ‘free metro’ to the library today. That is I walk to 3rd & Bell>bus to the library>bus to 3rd & Bell and walk home. On the way home I once again became trapped by one of the many pedestrian obstacles created by construction. At the end of the block they had built one of those pedestrian tunnels to ’shield’ the ped from the construction sight. This one creating an obese pond with the width spreading from sidewalk to the far lane of the road. I could backtrack (something I seldom do) and cross to the other side then walk 2 block to be able to cross back, walk down the middle of the Ave around the pond, walk through the tunnel and be drowned by passing cars boating through the pond…

– or – there were no signs stating that the tunnel was to be walked ‘through only’ and never over. So I climbed up the skinny green brace and took the top of the tunnel!

Me, at 50!
And found a way down at the end and never dampened my shoes.

Me, at 50! It felt so good.

Cute video on how to get the green lights switches in and around Seattle. Can’t wait to try it tomorrow trying to get out of the Westlake stroll to 8th Ave.

One of the pleasures of biking to work is experiencing the seasons change. I could feel the first touch of Autumn in late August and today a taste of winter. This morning was gorgeous. Chilled and sunny to the point of stunning the car drivers into obedient drones. Perfect.

I am trying new roads and preparing longer rides to work. I am looking to add miles in prep for the STP and to avoid the Mercer Mess. A bonus is I am more aware because my body does not have the time to adapt.

It is outer-space exploration in my own city. I think when getting back in shape “resistance is futile; you will be assimilated” gives me that final feed to bike the next 7 months against the ease of petrol addiction.

I am troubled at the old Ivar’s sign – has it always been there or is this a new add campaign? Could I have been enjoying the view across Fremont Bridge to have never noticed this old sign the past four months?

NoHLA Teams = 10
Deaths = 0
Injuries = 0
Disqualifications = 0
I worry too much = 100%

There is no better way to celebrate the half century mark! The Kirkland Triathlon is an excellent introduction to the event. The courses are all well mark allowing full concentration on improving personal goals. All volunteers are knowledgeable, friendly, and helpful. Kirkland is a quiet and scenic town outside of Seattle, a perfect location to experience this sunrise event.

What I learned about the Kirkland Triathlon Relays are teams can be 2 or 3 legs. They are very supportive of last minute subs (right up to the 6am cutoff). The relay transition area is roomy enough for 10 teams from an organization (NoHLA!) to gather and have a really great time.

The swimmers came out with smiles and tales of a wonderful early morning swim. The buoys where easy to line up to and the numbers of waves small enough not to get bumped. Wet suites were an option.

The runners reported a great run. The teams and spectators grumbled about trying to get to were the event ended from the transition areas. Do they do this every year? I missed my son and team mate finishing because the wait to cross was so long! I think next year I will scout an alternative route.

The bike route I completed with 3 months prep (being 30#s fat). In that time I learned how to gear (hearing the grinding and dropped chains of other bikers this was an important skill needed for this course), a rhythmic pedal cadence, and how to handle a short & long steep hills.

The bike course is hilly. Regardless of the rules I passed a few who needed to get off and walk, stopped on the side to catch their breath and 1 flat tire. I also did not see any disqualifications. I was passed on the left and right (a couple of times at the same moment) and watched as groups sailed by… I don’t think drafting was ever ‘noticed’. I was confused at switching from the correct side of the road to the wrong side but was politely spotted by an officle who, I would guess, experienced at spotting Noobs and set me straight. The only down side >>> I was 3 minutes off my goal of trying to break an hour (820/856).

But 3 months earlier I could not have biked the course at all so onto my next goal > Seattle to Portland! And the 2010 Kirkland Triathon I want to do the entire event!

30 minutes to work today! When I started in June it took me a bit over an hour to bike from the Needle to the U District (walking University way and Denny Way). And this time is on my Fat Tire Mnt. bike. There is so much room in the zipper area of my pants I feel drafty and keep checking to see if I’m unzipped. I also have quads! It is amazing how fast the body slides into death. The climb back into living is so worth it.

Kirkland Triathlon update - Looks like the rain will come the day before, not on race day! Monday the temperature will climb into the 80s but race day looks like a perfect 60s range. The rest is bad news. Z brought home the flu from school. Amazingly I seem to have fought it off with garlic, home made soup with veges and herbs fresh out of my P-Patch and getting to bed by 8pm. Here is another bonus getting back in shape – a healthy immune system! It is normal to ‘catch the flu’; it is a sign of a sick immune system when a body cannot easily fight the flu off. [Follow the money! Profit from weak immune systems: flu shots, over the counter cold remedies, secondary respiratory infections, accessories like tissues, creams, rubs, more drugs... BILLIONS of $$. Profit from a healthy immune system: 0. Just a thought]

So I was feeling healthy and hitting all green lights this morning on the way to work! The week was looking good when I got a call – my team lost the runner  :-(  I am so shocked. This was one obstacle I never thought of. I have been haunted by the possibility of team members catching the H1N1 virus or injuries, but not a member  just quitting. It is a shock that all the training through the summer, the work to make this an event, it is MY event and I may not be able to compete… Yes, I would rather compete and come in last than not show. I would compete the entire triathlon! Rather than not show.

The best scenario would be if I can do the run leg after my bike leg. I have a feeling this will disqualify my team, but I am hoping we can still do the event and get our times. So when was the last time I ran… 197something, track, the 440. It’s going to take me hours to dig my running shoes out of the closet.

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I stayed late after work so biked home at 5 PM instead of 1:30. What a difference! The groups of bikes I pass in the morning passed again on their way home. I am usually a solo bike stopped at lights but that night I was quickly joined by small masses of bikers ranging from pros to beginners.

Even in this small group there is an energy that is as contagious as the H1N1 bug!

At one stop light I was quickly joined by a large group of bikers. As we waited for the light to go green this obese SUV driver and his chubby passenger yelled out “Hey, you morons are not cars and are not pedestrians!” There is nothing sweeter than the laughter of a dozen bikers as we biked away; and judging by the SUV driver’s multi-chinned scowl this was not the reaction he was expecting  (^_^)

This is the second time a SUV driver has tossed this statement at a bike. So to the SUV drivers out there — this is Seattle not Florida (read Miles from Nowhere: A Round the World Bicycle Adventure by Barbara Savage to see why you really NEVER want to visit Florida!). Due to Seattle’s crowded, abused, and neglected roads bikers are doing drivers a favor turning onto sidewalks until the road clears again. Along Westlake the Slut tracks force bikers onto the sidewalk. If the drivers want to spend millions in fixing the roads we will be happy to remain on them. If the drivers want us on the road all the time, fine — breath deep, seek peace, the traffic well slow to the level of the slowest biker… Until this — yes we are not cars or peds | we are bikers and have freedom in Seattle.

As the debate continues about health care in the USA the conflicting arguments are dividing between those who see human life as a business for profit and those who see human life as the foundation of this country. Life to be protected (fire/police), educated, even transportation (Metro/roads/highways/rails) and entertainment (sports and art). This is one of a small number of debates that can be seen in a simple yes/no format. Is life for profit?

On one side of the coin doctors and on the other their system of support. In this country that support is health insurance, pharmaceuticals, and food corporations. Any doctor to prescribe and strongly encourage simple changes in exercise and diet instead of drugs is committing career suicide.

A doctor’s ‘recommendation’ for tests, surgery, medical support equipment is sent to the insurance board that focuses on profit for stock holders. Each slip of paper is nothing but a numbered request form. It would be the most profit for Insurances to insist the doctors practice preventive measures before resorting to more invasive actions like drugs and surgery. Why don’t we see this?

Is it time alone? Time is money and in this debate time is money that ties to other money. The time it would take to go over the complete and physical activity diet of a patient then to discuss small changes for health. The time to point out YES these habits causes these illnesses and goes over the cost of not making the changes. The time needed to repeat the changes until the patient understands. The cost of hours instead of 15 minutes and no sales are rung up. On top of no profit would be the processed food corps lobbying against this move due to the impact to their profit. How strong is a country built on profit instead of health?

Follow the money. If we can be taught through advertisements and entertainment to live on processed foods and drugs we can self-learn how to question what we see and learn changes for health. Our lives are NOT for profit.

I can bike it! 2 months + the fear of the long slow climbs of the Kirkland Triathlon = just do it. At the office I realized I probably could have been riding this climb a month ago. I have discovered my mind is the last bit to get in shape. This is strange, I am one of those bothersome optomist joyously chatting about coffee at the near end of a disastor. There was more to this fat than just menopause.

It is amazing what a brain picks up as children grow. Growing old in the USA is not to be looked forward to. Family, teachers, and the media marched along the same path, no wonder my mind is fighting this change. And now I see I am not only doing this for me but for my son! His brain is watching his mom bike in a triathlon at 50. He is tuning into our media and community that reflects a lifestyle free from cars and drugs while full of home cooked meals and physical activity as a lifestyle not a hobby. A good discovery – I’m off for another cup of coffee!