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Working on my cycling and triathlons as I fall off the back-end of middle age.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4850864241998817367/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Edie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669027255431081814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4XjdO5yOzA/Sm3dg5ODIiI/AAAAAAAAABA/OS8iY6ZDNtY/S220/EdieMcKearney.png" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ElicitSubstance" /><feedburner:info uri="elicitsubstance" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQNQH4-eCp7ImA9WhRUGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4850864241998817367.post-728780445430587860</id><published>2012-01-30T16:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T16:03:11.050-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-30T16:03:11.050-05:00</app:edited><title>To Like or Not to Like</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/feeds/728780445430587860/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/2012/01/to-like-or-not-to-like.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4850864241998817367/posts/default/728780445430587860?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4850864241998817367/posts/default/728780445430587860?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ElicitSubstance/~3/2JusYH9qOLU/to-like-or-not-to-like.html" title="To Like or Not to Like" /><author><name>Edie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669027255431081814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4XjdO5yOzA/Sm3dg5ODIiI/AAAAAAAAABA/OS8iY6ZDNtY/S220/EdieMcKearney.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5HPk5chUFFM/TycAQJAk3oI/AAAAAAAAAxI/s_aPqKhxcP4/s72-c/likeornottolike.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">I met some friends for breakfast over the weekend. Years ago we started out as co-workers so much of the conversation revolved around gossiping about people we used to work with.

One friend was talking about how a co-worker, now in another department, kept sending her "Friend Requests" on Facebook. For those who don't know how this works (including one sitting at the table with us), you start on
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Given that I found myself needing a new car about 6 months before I was financially ready to take the plunge, I wound up plunking down a chunk of change for a used SUV.

Meet my 2001 Nissan Pathfinder:



:sigh: It seems that every time I try and get a picture, the weather just won't cooperate. Nice 
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The year started off with me getting the flu, feeling those body aches that seemed to be a blueprint of what I was going to feel like when I'm 85
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Happy New Year!!
Let me say, "Thank you!" to all who've supported me in 2011. Whether it was a supportive comment on this blog or their own, in a spin room, in a classroom, in an email or on FB or even just a kind thought or prayer tossed my way - you guys know who you are and I want to thank EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU FOR ALL OF YOUR SUPPORT.

So - First thing that's new is the site re-design. 
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Photo Courtesy Clarita



I received news that I officially passed my personal fitness trainer certification exam (thank you, thank you,) and am now looking forward to adding an AFAA personal trainer certification to my arsenal in the near future. I've had several inquiries from people at the gym who have been asking when I become official because they need help with one thing or another and 
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I just love Terry Gilliam.

As there are many similarities to this certification, we were encouraged to take the AFAA exam as soon as possible (it's supposedly easier) but right now, my head is fogged 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YHi4aOwf8yhgfHxq3K6iiMUVDsA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YHi4aOwf8yhgfHxq3K6iiMUVDsA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ElicitSubstance/~4/cMv5faHT180" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/2011/11/much-rejoicing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UMRX47eCp7ImA9WhRSEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4850864241998817367.post-6175197074268377806</id><published>2011-11-13T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T16:21:24.000-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-13T16:21:24.000-05:00</app:edited><title>My Secret Weapon</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/feeds/6175197074268377806/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-secret-weapon.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4850864241998817367/posts/default/6175197074268377806?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4850864241998817367/posts/default/6175197074268377806?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ElicitSubstance/~3/Qh0x9k8RuLE/my-secret-weapon.html" title="My Secret Weapon" /><author><name>Edie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669027255431081814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4XjdO5yOzA/Sm3dg5ODIiI/AAAAAAAAABA/OS8iY6ZDNtY/S220/EdieMcKearney.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iggBLSQpS7I/TsAyEO2nh_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/8QwD-nNAlUw/s72-c/Red+Shrubbery.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">At some point, I got it into my head that the only time to get exercise was during my workout sessions. I thought if I was training, I was doing "enough." Trouble is, I lose weight when I workout but gain when I train for endurance events. Those modifications made to my cardiovascular system to build endurance change up my metabolism. When I work out without a specific goal, I'm more of a gym rat
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gEhsKfe33eH8oKaGyK34PuPG7aA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gEhsKfe33eH8oKaGyK34PuPG7aA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ElicitSubstance/~4/Qh0x9k8RuLE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-secret-weapon.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QEQXw5eyp7ImA9WhRTFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4850864241998817367.post-1437278561245860330</id><published>2011-11-04T15:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T15:35:00.223-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-04T15:35:00.223-04:00</app:edited><title>Thoughts on Power</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/feeds/1437278561245860330/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/2011/11/thoughts-on-power.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4850864241998817367/posts/default/1437278561245860330?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4850864241998817367/posts/default/1437278561245860330?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ElicitSubstance/~3/Hd03LF7Jpps/thoughts-on-power.html" title="Thoughts on Power" /><author><name>Edie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669027255431081814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4XjdO5yOzA/Sm3dg5ODIiI/AAAAAAAAABA/OS8iY6ZDNtY/S220/EdieMcKearney.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MgjxfsikIt0/TrQ633tFKII/AAAAAAAAATI/BhUItjgdVO8/s72-c/The+Prisoner.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">It was an odd week to say the least. First, a freak snowstorm hit us. I should add that I HOPE this is an anomaly and not a portent of Autumns to come. Many in the area are still without power and while most have suffered discomfort, others have had tragedy strike home.

My home lost power from early Sunday morning on through Monday morning. Luckily, even my birds made it through the chilly 
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I'm not a morning person, so realizing I can't get back to sleep at 4:30 AM is disconcerting. Since I have a 6-hour commitment to the personal trainer cert class on Saturdays, I had no time to nap in the afternoon which is my usual schedule.

Remembering my commitment to my 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9I8A_TY5spH7A4dnIFNPCRZAZ2I/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9I8A_TY5spH7A4dnIFNPCRZAZ2I/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ElicitSubstance/~4/MI-vUylitU0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/2011/10/itll-be-just-like-starting-over.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EMR3o_fyp7ImA9WhdbFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4850864241998817367.post-6038365961679787830</id><published>2011-10-15T07:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T07:54:46.447-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-15T07:54:46.447-04:00</app:edited><title>What I've Done and Where I've Been</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/feeds/6038365961679787830/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-ive-done-and-where-ive-been.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4850864241998817367/posts/default/6038365961679787830?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4850864241998817367/posts/default/6038365961679787830?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ElicitSubstance/~3/AlriSFiuyLg/what-ive-done-and-where-ive-been.html" title="What I've Done and Where I've Been" /><author><name>Edie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669027255431081814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4XjdO5yOzA/Sm3dg5ODIiI/AAAAAAAAABA/OS8iY6ZDNtY/S220/EdieMcKearney.png" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><content type="html">What a month. Last week, just when I thought that I could start training again in earnest, I received a letter from the landlord/management agency that they were going to upgrade the electrical outlets in our apartment on Monday, the 11th.

Unlike most tenants, we have been here over 20 years. If you've ever lived somewhere longer than say, 5 years and had to move, you know how much stuff you can
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Conclusion, NTB can give you great tires, just stay away from them when it comes to brake work.

Even the mechanic at 
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I decided to kick off the weekend with... a cold. That meant I wasn't getting in the pool - no way, no how. So it's been a good week to get that run thing going.

My running goal is 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/urtaudoCh1r_ERXKYa1N7zoOrpo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/urtaudoCh1r_ERXKYa1N7zoOrpo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ElicitSubstance/~4/DNffzf2CguE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/2011/09/off-season-is-on.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEIDRnYycCp7ImA9WhdVEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4850864241998817367.post-2795285944506697922</id><published>2011-09-17T15:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T15:09:37.898-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-17T15:09:37.898-04:00</app:edited><title>Moving Along</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/feeds/2795285944506697922/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/2011/09/moving-along.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4850864241998817367/posts/default/2795285944506697922?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4850864241998817367/posts/default/2795285944506697922?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ElicitSubstance/~3/qkozfbKIIwQ/moving-along.html" title="Moving Along" /><author><name>Edie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669027255431081814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4XjdO5yOzA/Sm3dg5ODIiI/AAAAAAAAABA/OS8iY6ZDNtY/S220/EdieMcKearney.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l8C1AhEaiPo/TnTp-WRMR0I/AAAAAAAAAS0/Ankq_9xtwBE/s72-c/george_street.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><content type="html">As I sit here today, waiting for my piece o'crap car to get fixed ( for weeks now, my husband has been battling National Tire and Battery about my car), I thought I'd write an update on what's been going on and what my next goals are.

My Car
Although it's safe to drive, it still isn't legal. Because of this, I missed my last triathlon of the season simply because I'm not taking my car out 
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110 Degrees is Uninspiring



Found Inspiration on Main Street
That red arrow isn't pointing to a street sign. It's actually a mileage sign to the next town. The next town is Archer City, 20 miles away.
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iXYdS9aHJBSfRvwoRlFMcqz7zXg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iXYdS9aHJBSfRvwoRlFMcqz7zXg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ElicitSubstance/~4/7jMwpRDlH4E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/2011/09/archer-city.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMFQ3kzcCp7ImA9WhdWEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4850864241998817367.post-1393481496361146197</id><published>2011-09-04T12:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T12:06:52.788-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-04T12:06:52.788-04:00</app:edited><title>Hotter 'n Hell Hundred Report</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/feeds/1393481496361146197/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/2011/09/hotter-n-hell-hundred-report.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4850864241998817367/posts/default/1393481496361146197?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4850864241998817367/posts/default/1393481496361146197?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ElicitSubstance/~3/GOb-bS6iJGY/hotter-n-hell-hundred-report.html" title="Hotter 'n Hell Hundred Report" /><author><name>Edie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669027255431081814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4XjdO5yOzA/Sm3dg5ODIiI/AAAAAAAAABA/OS8iY6ZDNtY/S220/EdieMcKearney.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tARnE6I-0KI/TmObkwT2ckI/AAAAAAAAARc/RykM2yuTmXg/s72-c/Downtown.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">Welcome to Texas
A drought-ridden area. An announced optional start one hour early to beat the heat. 84 degrees at 4:30 AM. Sweat running down my back while standing next to my bike in the dark at 6:00 AM. This could be... not good.

It wasn't.

The Lead-in
I guess it really starts with the extra time it took my LBS to pack my bike. That extra day and a half backed up the shipping arrival. While 
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The quick break turned into a long 
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After a successful one-on-one with my swim coach, treading water while in a wetsuit is no longer an issue for me. She showed me how to pull myself upright and just hang out in the deep stuff. Easy. I wish I had spent the money on a wetsuit years ago.

Regarding One Little Mistake, where I described why treading water was something I sorely needed to learn, I
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/sT0RC_52G2nuIcOg0drYQkn-4YU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/sT0RC_52G2nuIcOg0drYQkn-4YU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ElicitSubstance/~4/u-ThXxQWFxM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/2011/07/mistake-fixed.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IBSXY_fCp7ImA9WhdSE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4850864241998817367.post-3865803225152088156</id><published>2011-07-22T13:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T13:25:58.844-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-22T13:25:58.844-04:00</app:edited><title>One Little Mistake</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/feeds/3865803225152088156/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/2011/07/one-little-mistake.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4850864241998817367/posts/default/3865803225152088156?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4850864241998817367/posts/default/3865803225152088156?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ElicitSubstance/~3/JRUa3zeaGKw/one-little-mistake.html" title="One Little Mistake" /><author><name>Edie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669027255431081814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4XjdO5yOzA/Sm3dg5ODIiI/AAAAAAAAABA/OS8iY6ZDNtY/S220/EdieMcKearney.png" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">When I was at work Thursday morning, my friend/swim coach came in to get ready for her classes and the following conversation transpired:

Me: I think I figured out this morning what my problem has been through all of these triathlons.

Her: What?

Me: I suck at treading water.

Her: You do?

Me: I realized that I panic when I have to tread because I can't.

Her: You shouldn't have a problem with
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Dmw3ZVB_b3o570gn98Htq8cR4a4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Dmw3ZVB_b3o570gn98Htq8cR4a4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ElicitSubstance/~4/JRUa3zeaGKw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/2011/07/one-little-mistake.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMHRHwzfSp7ImA9WhdSEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4850864241998817367.post-5195607741747170366</id><published>2011-07-18T17:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T17:27:15.285-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-18T17:27:15.285-04:00</app:edited><title>Eau de Plateau</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/feeds/5195607741747170366/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://elicitsubstance.blogspot.com/2011/07/eau-de-plateau.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4850864241998817367/posts/default/5195607741747170366?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4850864241998817367/posts/default/5195607741747170366?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ElicitSubstance/~3/wRVk6tYHGTY/eau-de-plateau.html" title="Eau de Plateau" /><author><name>Edie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669027255431081814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4XjdO5yOzA/Sm3dg5ODIiI/AAAAAAAAABA/OS8iY6ZDNtY/S220/EdieMcKearney.png" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><content type="html">After a less than stellar week, I jumped on what MapMyTri.com calls a "Category 5" climb to work some hill repeats on Saturday morning. They rate any climb "over 500 meters and with an average grade of 3%" with Category 5 being the easiest. I have to think that this is a flawed measurement though because the so-called Cat 5 that I was climbing had a listed average grade of 2.4%.

The other flaw 
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A special note for a gentleman I had the privilege of working for 10 years ago. His oldest son died in a helicopter 
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