What are you most proud of accomplishing in 2010?
Easy. IMC. That was my goal for a bunch of years, and I probably worked hard for that than I've done for anything else. Some days I think I'm still recovering 4 months later.
What are your running goals for 2011?
I haven't set any yet. I'd love to break 2 hours for a half marathon, doubly so if that half is part of a half IM.
What was your favorite race?
I think Wasa actually. It's the first race I ever did where I exceeded my goals, had fun, and felt great after. Plus, I got to watch a buddy get a prize. How cool is that? Now that I think of it, I'm amazed she doesn't pay my way into more races. Clearly, she's podiuming because I'm there, inspiring her or something.
What is your favorite holiday guilty pleasure?
I have no guilty pleasures. At least none that I've indulged in. If twin redheaded depraved hotties happen to come along, with some real whipped cream and a supply of chocolate, then there would be some pleasures I'd probably better feel guilty about if I want to stay married, assuming I lived through the experience. As for the pleasures I've indulged in, I feel no guilt about chocolate, date squares, nanimo bars, good wine, chocolate chip cookies, and, well, I could go on, but I'd blow up all your diets, and while I wouldn't feel guilty about your failings, I would feel bad that I had reduced the supply of those wonderful products.
What is your most embarrassing running moment?
On the scale of what my blog buddies admit to in writing and all, I have had no embarrassing moments. Well, there was the stationary crash at the mount line of Chinook 2009. That was pretty bad. But no transparent bathing suits. No bio incidents (though there have been some close calls.) No clothing ripped off with the wetsuit. No unfortunate zipper incidents. No really bad race photos. (I've always wondered if the guy caught doing the farmer blow planned it that way?)
Lets see, who should I tag? It should be someone I've never tagged before. Someone who will respond. Hmmmmm. All of you are busy guzzling Xmas cheer, snarfing cookies and other holiday goodies, and so busy trying to end up under the mistletoe with some hottie (yes you, you know who are) that you wouldn't be doing the tag thing. On the off chance that I have a reader that isn't doing any of those things, and wants to be tagged, well, consider yourself tagged, and leave a comment here so I know to go look at your blog, especially if you aren't listed on my blogroll.
Beer with my buddy SD after he escaped work today. Fun! Guinness, mmmmmmm. Got home and almost immediately pounded out my 2x150 crunches plus leg exercises, 30 minutes. Then to yoga, last class of the year.
I was thinking about swimming this morning, and if I'd been just a bit better organized I could have got it done. But I slept in instead. Sleep is good.