So this will technically post on June 1, but I want to do a quick review of May because it's been a bit of a crazy month.
First, I lost 3 pounds but I am still 13 pounds higher than my most recent low. Moving in the right direction again though.
The first Friday of May was a childhood friend's wedding. She moved to San Antonio after college and met an Aggie to marry! Their wedding was at Zedler Mill in Luling, Texas, which is only a couple hours from where I live. I took the day off from work and took Gus for a nice, long walk that morning. I made sure I got to Luling in time to check into the hotel and change. As luck would have it, the hotel was just across I20 from a Buc-ees!
The wedding was a perfect chance to wear my awesome Aggie boots - made by my awesome littlest sister for my awesome middlest sister's wedding! And the brown sundress matches the boots, even the white piping details - little did I know it also nearly matched the bridesmaids' dresses - oops!
Zedler Mill is located along the San Marcos River, and the venue has an outdoor area perfect for a wedding overlooking the river. The reception, dinner and dance were held in a pavilion at the top of the hill. The bride made the cakes --- and had a Dreamsicle theme. I think she found every wedding- and fireman-related Dreamsicle that has ever been made. It was really cute. As part of their guest book, they asked guests to bring a recipe. I gave them the recipe for King Ranch Chicken. They also took photos with all their guests to add to the page that we had glued the recipe card to. It was fun to see her and her family and a few other people from home. It was a beautiful evening for a wedding!


The next day, I drove to College Station (after dropping off the bride's aunts at the Austin airport) for an Aggie baseball game with some of my college friends. I hadn't been to an Aggie baseball game since Olsen Field was upgraded to Blue Bell Park. The Aggies were playing LSU and managed a win at the bottom of the ninth! We all went out to dinner afterwards before I headed home.
That Sunday, I finally went for a bike ride --- to make sure I could survive my upcoming triathlon! I had borrowed a bike at the beginning of April, but hadn't ridden it at all. So I got up early enough to take a ride around the neighborhood - I went 8 miles on the bike! Then, I took Gus for a 2-mile walk... so I knew I would at least survive the tri! (good news since I hadn't ridden a bike for YEARS before that Sunday ride!)
A few days later, I was eating a late dinner when suddenly it hurt to swallow and my apartment felt really cold. (The thermostat was set at 78 - not cold in my apartment.) Classic influenza-like illness --- fever, sore throat, headache, body aches. I didn't take any meds the first couple days because I was hoping that letting the virus run its course would help me get over it more quickly (because I had the triathlon that weekend), but no such luck. I called in sick to work for the first time in over a year --- two days in a row. On the third day of being sick (and also the day before the triathlon), I decided I'd better check in with a healthcare provider to make sure it wasn't strep in case I needed some antibiotics. Rapid strep negative. NP said to treat the symptoms. But despite not being the only person in the waiting area with respiratory symptoms, I was the only one who wore a mask... not cool.
I went home and packed for the trip to San Antonio for the Spa Girl Tri sprint triathlon. I drove to San Antonio in a thunderstorm, but the forecast was clear for Saturday morning. I met one of my college friends at the hotel - she lives in SA so she came for a girls' weekend and to cheer me on. One of my coworkers also did the tri so we caught up with her for a bit later that evening to rack our bikes together in the transition area. I also picked up my packet. Swag included a cute little bag, a wine glass, and of course a t-shirt.
Here's the view from our room!
Saturday morning, I woke up at some crazy hour so I could get down to the transition area in time to get my stuff laid out and get my body marking done. I wore a BCG tennis top from Academy and Under Armour shorts under Danskin tri shorts. I added an orange tank when I transitioned from the swim to bike. It was a weird combo but it worked for me.
The swim was in the lazy river - they just turned off the jets --- thank goodness because we would have been swimming against the current! I seeded myself way back because I hadn't been in the pool and wasn't sure how long it would take me to swim 400 meters, so it took forever to even get into the water. Official time in the water was 10:35.
People were already finishing the bike and beginning the run by the time I went up the hill from the pool to the transition area - kind of crazy to see, knowing that I still had a long way to go. As I went up the hill, I saw my friend with a sign that said Go Bonnie Go! I don't know when she made it but it was an awesome surprise! Transition 1: 5:42
The bike portion was actually my favorite part - it was a 5-mile loop that we had to ride twice. It had more hills than I expected so I had to shift gears more than I'd anticipated but it was fun. Going downhill, I felt like I was flying. Going uphill was challenging but still enjoyable. Except the last hill. That one required that I get off the bike and walk it up. Bike time: 1:01:07.
Transition 2: 2:33
The run was the hardest part for me. Not as much physically as mentally. It was an out-and-back route that went down from the resort and then back up to the finish line. I had tears running down my face as I got to the 1.5 mile mark, knowing that I was almost finished. They were tears of excitement that I was finishing and disappointment for not being as prepared as I should have been. But it gives me a time to beat for next year. I pulled myself together by the time I got to the finish line where my friend and my coworker were waiting! "Run" time: 28:50
Total Time: 1:48:49
So I finished my first sprint triathlon. Will I do it again? I think so.
Then I stayed sick for another week or so, probably because I put my body through that extra stress.
My littlest sister came to visit for the week of my birthday. That's right --- another birthday. 33 - my favorite number -- maybe it will be my favorite age??? Here's to a brand new year!!