Hi there, welcome to the BLOG of my life as a Vagabiker. Beryl calls me a 'Free Spirit' my Grandpa a B.U.M. of no fixed address. Kelly says I'm 'off the wall'. I think that the Toad is closest saying I'm the Cat in the Hat it's fun to have fun—but you have to know how.

These are the stories of my unique, home-and-job-free Natness.

Naturally, quasi-legal events are fictional. Everything else is the unvarnished truth.

Training in Vegas

Well, I couldn’t really see spending lots and lots of time here, but it’s perfect for the training I’m doing now. Hot and dry, perfect weather.  Though there isn’t a lot of variety with the roads, for the 3 weeks I’ll be here, the stunning scenery of Red Rock won’t wear off before then.

Last year on my birthday it was my first ‘triathlon training day’.  I did a 1km swim, really slowly, followed by a 50km bike.  It was hard.  I lost 8 minutes to the Dudette in the swim.  Today to ‘re-celebrate my birthday I’ll swim 1h15, bike 2h30, and run an hour.  Mostly tempo/ race pace.  The other funny thing is that this will be a light training day compared to some of the others.

Otherwise I guess I have made it to some extent because I am getting re-hashed on the Slowtwitch.com forum.

the most annoying thing is the guy who managed to call me ‘Nate’ dude!  I think that it’s a compliment being called a ‘cannonball’.

To the guy who said I should be a pro and called me a Sandbagger… tell the Xterra race directer that, and hopefully I can get a start in that event.  Of course I’m banking on getting a start there based on my IM Kona result.  I’ll let you know the plan on that (other than being first amateur, regardless of the weather).  Also, well until last July I hadn’t run or swim in 14 seasons.  It does help that I don’t have a job.

Back to Vegas.  Yeah it’s different.  There are slot machines/ video poker everywhere.  For my elliptical trainer workouts it was either a $100 membership or a series of ‘trial memberships’.  But the gym here, you’ve never seen so many 50 year old women with giant fake boobs and stretched back faces.  (Mom asked me what I look at for 2h workouts - I’m shaking my head at the craziness of this place.)  The air is clear, I think I’m at the top of the climb, because it looks close, but it’s really a ways off.  I’m living 20km uphill from the strip, and out at night I can see the Luxor’s spotlight shining straight up.

OK cheers until next week if I get a ‘rest’ day then.

Filed under: random T.I.T.ing, vagabonding by Nat @ September 22, 2008 | | Top   

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