My husband's looking for a new love

On Monday, Ahi and I will be celebrating one year of marriage. Already his eye is straying. I have caught him trolling for new girlfriends on Craigslist. I guess I shouldn't be surprised. He already has a couple of girlfriends. He met one when he moved down to San Diego. I call her Big Bertha. She was convenient since she was from PB, so she helped him get to know the area. They spend most of their time together at the boardwalk while I am at work. He likes her because she is easy going, she likes the same music, doesn't mind if he smokes his cigars around her, and doesn't get embarrased when he blows his airhorn at oblivious tourists on the boardwalk. But I think his interest in her is waning.

He actually has a couple of old girlfriends that he keeps hanging around. One is an older blond. I think she is the hanger on, though. He doesn't spend too much time with her. The real threat is the sexy red-blooded French-Italian Canadian. He met her when he got serious about triathlon while living up in Washington. She saw him through his Ironman races, so she will always hold a special place in his heart. I am sure that when he gets back into serious training and racing, she will play a bigger role in his life again. I know he was thinking about hooking back up with her when we signed up 2011 Ironman California 70.3.

Now he is looking for something new. From his searches, he definitely has a specific type. I think he wants something sleeker than Big Bertha and less complicated than the other two. He's looking at different cities, even international. Some are older and rougher around the edges while some seem glossy and a bit classier.

The worst is that he surreptitiously set up a meeting with one he was checking out online. We just happened to bump into her while at B&L. He left me inside the store while he found an excuse to go out to the parking lot with her. I admit I did some of my own "browsing" while I was waiting. But the ones I would chase after are much harder to get. On the ride home, I could tell he really liked her, he kept talking about her. I think he was trying to make me jealous. Knowing how competitive I can be, he was bragging that she was faster than me. But I'm not too worried, she is a one trick pony. And obviously it's not going to work out, since I saw him back on Craigslist that night.

Scroll down for photos of his girlfriends....

Big Bertha aka Phat Ass:

The Older Blond aka Giant Yellow Banana:

The Canucker aka Sexxxy Lexy:

The potential new girlfriend from L.A. that he met at B&L:

A trampy troll from Craigslist:

 The international, more culturally compatible, but harder to find girlfriend:

Summer is here and the sun is long

This last semester really sucked the life out of me. My previous two years of sporadic training was reduced to once a week if I was lucky. As a result, my fitness level has plummeted while my weight has skyrocketed. My morale has also fallen. I know that I need to forge on if I ever want to get my degree, but at what cost?

I know that many people juggle families, work, school, and training. I am in awe of them. I am one of those extreme people that is at their best when focusing on one thing. When I first got into running, I did it wholeheartedly. I ran everyday, no matter what. When I started racing, I raced at least once if not twice every month, even injured. But as often happens, once I've accomplished something, I lose passion. Maybe I just need a new pair of shoes. ;p

In the midst of my running euphoria, I thought that I would take up trail running and someday run an ultramarathon. I hear about the great trails that my Washington, Oregon, and East coast friends train on and I am envious. I loved running the trails when I was at Lake Arrowhead and even back in Newport News. It was tough, but I enjoyed the trail race in UCSD's grove. Maybe if I could find some trails nearby... But I would need new shoes. ;p

Since I did not take the path towards ultras, I diverted to the road of triathlon.

I am so glad that I joined the Triathlon Club of San Diego.  Since I am an infant to triathlon, I often feel so lost and out of place. Recently I have connected to some really great people, most of them fairly new to the sport as well, and some that are seasoned triathletes. It is so helpful to know that I will not be alone when I go to club workouts and events, that there will be familiar faces, and always great smiles.

I am still a loner when it comes to training. I still prefer to swim, ride, and run on my own. But having a group to meet up with helps provide more structure to my training. I don't necessarily feel guilty when I miss a workout, but I do feel like I've missed an opportunity.

I don't think that I would have made the leap of faith in myself to sign up for 2011 Ironman California 70.3 without the support of my husband and all of my new friends.