Wow, That was Hard.

Today's triathlon workout was hard, but I did it. My workout buddy, Danielle, suggested that we ride bikes and then run. I've done that inside many times, but not outside. It was painful interesting. There were three of us: Danielle and Stephanie (who are training for a half marathon together) and me. Let me just say that everyone needs a Stephanie with them when they are working out.

Here is an example:
Me on the bike: Ughhhhhhh, I hate this. My butt hurts. I can't breathe!!!
Stephanie on the bike pedaling with no hands: But your gluts are going to look great! Yeah!

Here is another:
Me running: Ughhhh, my knee! My back!
Stephanie running: Look! Cows! Moo! Have some Jelly Belly sports beans!

Oh, to bottle that energy.

We biked around fifteen miles and followed it with a two mile run. I wish I could explain the horrible feeling of trying to run after biking. It was really awful. I haven't had a problem doing it inside. I don't know what the difference was between outside and inside except for incline. I couldn't stop laughing to myself because I felt like Johnny Depp as Hunter S. Thompson in Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas when he goes to the casino and huffs ether:

I was not on ether, yet I felt much like Mr. Thompson and Gonzo around 1:00 in this video. There was something wrong with my legs! Everything was in slow motion! It sucked! Now that I know how it feels, I will know what to expect next time.

Also, I had the slightly wrong but oh so right lyrics of Juvenile's Slow Motion going through my head, causing me further laughs:

He's talking about sex, but it's okay because the song is so repetitive that you can make it about running if you want. 

Sometimes a girl hits bumps on the Road to Badassness. When that happens, she reassures herself that she is very capable, compares her life to an effed up movie, and soldiers on.