<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889906854840675701</id><updated>2011-07-30T17:22:32.934-07:00</updated><category term='Biking'/><category term='Running'/><category term='Fitnesss'/><category term='Swimming'/><category term='Health'/><category term='Triathlon'/><title type='text'>Tri Chicken</title><subtitle type='html'>Swim, Bike, Run, Live.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trichicken.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889906854840675701/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trichicken.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11456215850492653322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBbE7ya2IzI/AAAAAAAAALQ/HkJMdfTFeAA/S220/Photoshoot+Jan+002.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889906854840675701.post-6894194089181289531</id><published>2010-06-17T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T18:30:28.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Say No.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's time for a new challenge!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBrHMN47XJI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RLIk4NxH2RM/s1600/sugar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483914508977790098" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBrHMN47XJI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RLIk4NxH2RM/s400/sugar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love the giving myself little food challeneges. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A while back, my &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.seemymomrun.com"&gt;Mom &lt;/a&gt;gave up sugar for 21 days. When I say sugar, I mean the white stuff. The bad stuff. She ate honey, Stevia, and natural sugars found in fruits. I haven't had much sugar since this weekend, but tomorrow is Friday. The day my good eating usually comes undone. Plus, Sunday is Father's Day, and I'm sure &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.bellmella-melanie.blogspot.com"&gt;Mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; has something delicious planned. But, I won't be eating it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My challenege: no "bad" sugars for 21 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Only Stevia and natural fruit sugars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why 21 days? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It takes 21 days to create a habbit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For your tasting pleasure, I will post some great no sugar desserts for you to try. I'm not talking about sugar free sweets either. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This blog is an artifical sweetner a.k.a. aspartame free zone!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Perhaps I'll whip something up for Father's day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day one starts tomorrow! If you would like to join me in this little challenege, please do! Even if it's only for 15, 10, or 5 days! You won't regret it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm off to bed. 6 a.m. spin class, morning swim, work, 10k Midnight Run route with my good running friend (that race is coming up soon!), and then family time! But, first, here's a look at my Thursday...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBrKszM_EGI/AAAAAAAAAOo/VAwrA_89skk/s1600/summer_camp_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483918367284727906" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBrKszM_EGI/AAAAAAAAAOo/VAwrA_89skk/s400/summer_camp_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ah, summer camp is finally catching up with me! I'm absolutely wiped out. Tomorrow is the end of week one. Only 9 more weeks to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Breakfast:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Slow cooked oats (2 servings)=300&lt;br /&gt;Sliced strawberries=28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1/3 Sliced banana=40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 tbs. ground flax=50&lt;br /&gt;Total=418&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lunch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Salad dressing=85&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuna=100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grapes=50&lt;br /&gt;Small orange=50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Total=285&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dinner:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 Corn tortialls=50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Refried beans=150&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Salsa=20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grapes=50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Small apple=50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dessert:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 tbs. pb=200&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1/4 cup cottege cheese=50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Total=420&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Daily Total=1265&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today was all right as far as my eating goes. I was so exhausted, I couldn't really focus on getting the most bang for my buck if you will on my calories. Tomorrow I'll plan a little better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Biked to and from work. It was hot. Went to Masters practice tonight. Easy practice. So I consider today my rest day, but being in the water was relaxing and a great way to end a hot day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6889906854840675701-6894194089181289531?l=trichicken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trichicken.blogspot.com/feeds/6894194089181289531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trichicken.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-say-no.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889906854840675701/posts/default/6894194089181289531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889906854840675701/posts/default/6894194089181289531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trichicken.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-say-no.html' title='Just Say No.'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11456215850492653322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBbE7ya2IzI/AAAAAAAAALQ/HkJMdfTFeAA/S220/Photoshoot+Jan+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBrHMN47XJI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RLIk4NxH2RM/s72-c/sugar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889906854840675701.post-4410460989034200922</id><published>2010-06-16T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T18:53:01.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Wednesday already?</title><content type='html'>Here's a quick run down of my Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast:&lt;br /&gt;2 servings oatmeal=300&lt;br /&gt;1 tbs. ground flax seed=50&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup strawberries=50&lt;br /&gt;Total=400&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*In order to receive health benefits from flax seed, you must grind it. One tbs. ground flax really adds some nice texture to oats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biked to work and had a great Wednesday of summer camp fun!&lt;br /&gt;Lunch:&lt;br /&gt;2 servings tuna=100&lt;br /&gt;salad with dressing=120&lt;br /&gt;hummus=70&lt;br /&gt;prune=25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*I brought a small apple and some berries for dessert, but was too full after the salad to eat them! So I ate the strawberries while I was making dinner, and saved the organic green apple for another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total=295&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I decided to eat an early dinner because I have a meeting tonight at 7:30, and I want to fit a workout in before I go. I hate working out on a full stomach. I like to wait at least 2 hours. So, I had to eat a really early dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Snack: strawberries=35)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner:&lt;br /&gt;2 corn tortillas with refried beans and Quorn chicken (the best fake chicken EVER! Only 80 calories per serving) and black bean salsa=250&lt;br /&gt;Salad with black bean salsa and dressing=140&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert!&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tbs. peanut butter=50&lt;br /&gt;1/2 banana=50&lt;br /&gt;Total=490&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daily total=1220&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bit over my goal today, but I'm pretty happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning on meeting a group at the track for a speed workout, but this weather is pretty nasty. Hopefully it will clear up. If not, I'll be stuck with Jillian Michaels. Maybe I'll do all 3 levels at once. Take that, Jillian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Audra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Edit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Made it to the track tonight! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Workout: 400 warm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;300x5 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1200&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Felt slow. I always feel slow on the track. But one day I will feel fast. One day I will be fast. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I realized something when I was driving home. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, if you've been &lt;a href="http://trichicken.blogspot.com/p/audra-explained.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, you know that I am much more musically inclined than tri-inclined. I remember the first year I was teaching myself guitar and how badly I just wanted to play well, and play like other musicians I admired so much. I remember how much my fingers hurt and even bled. I remember how one day, about 7 years later, I thought to myself..."I am really good at this." I feel like I'm 12 again. Swimming, biking, running until my legs are screaming at me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I almost took a nap instead of going to the track. I almost changed the 1200 at the end of my workout to an 800. But, I didn't. I kept running.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;determined&lt;/strong&gt; to get faster.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Determined!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6889906854840675701-4410460989034200922?l=trichicken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trichicken.blogspot.com/feeds/4410460989034200922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trichicken.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-wednesday-already.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889906854840675701/posts/default/4410460989034200922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889906854840675701/posts/default/4410460989034200922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trichicken.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-wednesday-already.html' title='It&apos;s Wednesday already?'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11456215850492653322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBbE7ya2IzI/AAAAAAAAALQ/HkJMdfTFeAA/S220/Photoshoot+Jan+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889906854840675701.post-2659879440180062081</id><published>2010-06-15T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T18:39:16.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, the weather outside is frightful!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBgHnnEZujI/AAAAAAAAAMI/UeFIchg6RiI/s1600/key+lime+pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483140923407317554" style="WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBgHnnEZujI/AAAAAAAAAMI/UeFIchg6RiI/s400/key+lime+pie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ok, ok, ok.&lt;br /&gt;This morning I got up at 7:00 and laced up for a little 3 &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBgI5GL31jI/AAAAAAAAAMY/0h01Z4wBIVw/s1600/AudraTriWithDad2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483142323329553970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBgI5GL31jI/AAAAAAAAAMY/0h01Z4wBIVw/s200/AudraTriWithDad2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mile tempo run. At this point for me, running 3 shouldn't feel hard. But, then again, a wise runni&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBgIhsdgw3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PebV_9_Z6oU/s1600/AudraTriWithDad2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ng man (named Dad) once said, "Running in a Florida summer is supposed to be hard. You just have to keep going." I guess I just need to wake up before the sun if I want to actually &lt;em&gt;enjoy&lt;/em&gt; my run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; *&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me with the wise man a.k.a. Dad &gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, then came &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;breakfast! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My favorite meal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 servings of slow cook oatmeal=300&lt;br /&gt;1/2 banana, 1/2 cup of strawberries=100 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total=400&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I use &lt;/em&gt;Stevia&lt;em&gt; in my oatmeal, tea, coffee, and lots of other things. It's my absolute favorite! No calories, no aspartame. Perfect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then I biked to work (about a 2.5 mile ride). But, not before packing lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;organic mixed greens with veggies=80&lt;br /&gt;2 tbs. lite honey mustard dressing=70&lt;br /&gt;1 can of tuna=100&lt;br /&gt;1 pear=120&lt;br /&gt;1 prune=20&lt;br /&gt;total=390&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have 2 little work goals this summer. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1.) A salad every day. I love, love, love trying new things in my salad. Lately it's just been tuna and loads of veggies, because it's quick and easy, but I'm looking for new ideas!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.) Bike to work everyday (weather permitting).&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;After a 6 1/2 hour shift of summer camp fun, I quickly biked home to take a nap! It was amazing, by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;When I woke up, it was time for &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3 cups of &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Publix Tru Blu&lt;/span&gt; salad=170&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 tbs. olive oil with mushrooms=135&lt;br /&gt;fruit cup (1/4 banana, 7 grapes, 7 strawberries)=100&lt;br /&gt;total=405&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's total=1195&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Today is is the first day I have reduced my calorie intake from roughly 1600 to exactly 1200. I feel really good today. Motivated to keep it at 1200. Since snacking is my downfall, I'm just eating three balanced 400 calorie meals a day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Now I'm off to swim with a Masters group for an hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;So, one more time to recap:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ran 3 miles, biked 5 miles (work commute...it still burns calories though!), swam for an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Calories consumed: 1195&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'd have to say today has been a success!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With love,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Audra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6889906854840675701-2659879440180062081?l=trichicken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trichicken.blogspot.com/feeds/2659879440180062081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trichicken.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-weather-outside-is-frightful.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889906854840675701/posts/default/2659879440180062081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889906854840675701/posts/default/2659879440180062081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trichicken.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-weather-outside-is-frightful.html' title='Oh, the weather outside is frightful!'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11456215850492653322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBbE7ya2IzI/AAAAAAAAALQ/HkJMdfTFeAA/S220/Photoshoot+Jan+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBgHnnEZujI/AAAAAAAAAMI/UeFIchg6RiI/s72-c/key+lime+pie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889906854840675701.post-65681109930854890</id><published>2010-06-14T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T19:27:58.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The night I knew my brother was going to die</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBl_SKWtTfI/AAAAAAAAANg/7YSicXcbjpk/s1600/aaas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483553971294260722" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBl_SKWtTfI/AAAAAAAAANg/7YSicXcbjpk/s400/aaas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Andrew C. Dorsey &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4-25-97~12-15-09&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wrote this in February, finished it tonight. I plan to run early in the morning before work, but I just had to get this out before I could really rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Oh, God not again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Awakened from my sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;This time was different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;This time was dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;My heart couldn't bear it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;My brain couldn't believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;One last kiss on my brother's hot cheek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;An ambulance ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Once last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I closed my bedroom door, cried, "Oh, God no"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;My body fell to the hard wood floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;And collapsed underneath death's blanket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read my brother's story, as told by my running mom, go &lt;a href="http://bellamella-melanie.blogspot.com/2009/12/andrew-smiles-in-heaven-now.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You will get to know him more and more through his sister's writings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss him every single day, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and he's the reason I tri.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBmHyBbvpqI/AAAAAAAAAOY/QQxwNAIqa7A/s1600/runforandrewleg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483563314748303010" style="WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBmHyBbvpqI/AAAAAAAAAOY/QQxwNAIqa7A/s400/runforandrewleg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aflac Irongirl 15k &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Pediatric Cancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6889906854840675701-65681109930854890?l=trichicken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trichicken.blogspot.com/feeds/65681109930854890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trichicken.blogspot.com/2010/06/night-i-knew-my-brother-was-going-to.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889906854840675701/posts/default/65681109930854890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889906854840675701/posts/default/65681109930854890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trichicken.blogspot.com/2010/06/night-i-knew-my-brother-was-going-to.html' title='The night I knew my brother was going to die'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11456215850492653322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBbE7ya2IzI/AAAAAAAAALQ/HkJMdfTFeAA/S220/Photoshoot+Jan+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBl_SKWtTfI/AAAAAAAAANg/7YSicXcbjpk/s72-c/aaas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889906854840675701.post-4791121509354013706</id><published>2010-06-14T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T20:23:44.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Key Lime Pie.</title><content type='html'>After many unsuccessful attempts to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;consistently &lt;/span&gt;create a calorie deficit,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I now find myself here. On a Monday afternoon, after a long day at work, eating a piece of frozen &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;key lime pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. In my bed. (Yes, I am ashamed to admit it, but hey, I did get up at 5:30 this morning for a sweaty spin class at the Y. ) It is quite tasty, but after I have finished, I think to myself....was it worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moderation is a word I hate. It's either all or nothing. That's one reason I suspect calorie counting to be so annoying. You can still eat cookies and lose weight?! Yeah, a cookie the size of a quarter! No, thanks. Because, I will end up eating 30 quarter sized cookies. I'd rather cut out certain foods all together, but that usually backfires when it comes to dropping lbs. I was vegan for a long while, but that's expensive when you're in college. I got tired of black beans, and tofu is pricey and hard to make! And then I was strictly GF (gluten-free) for a long time, because I found out I had a wheat allergy. But, I think I got it out of my system or something, because I haven't had a wheat headache in forever! So, I eat baked goods again. Then I was a gf vegan for like a month. I felt great, but it's a big lifestyle change, and I wasn't completely prepared to make the total switch over. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe when I have my own refrigerator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, here I am. Relaxing under my down comforter, with my fan on high, hiding out in my room because Florida is stinkin' hot at 5:30 in the afternoon. And yes, I am wishing the pie was still in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, so begins phase 1 of my tri transformation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start tomorrow since I am definitely done eating for the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't go any further in my training until I shed 15 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, please share your tips, tricks, and recipes! I want to hear what's worked for you! And, if you want a calorie partner, I'm your gal. Two is better than one, but not when you're eating pie...or pancakes...or brownies...or....nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, tomorrow I will start posting my food/training log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can do it, you can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Audra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBai0kRKmKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/BBFxUZQPrdA/s1600/triwater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 344px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBai0kRKmKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/BBFxUZQPrdA/s400/triwater.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482748620342728866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Sprint Tri&lt;br /&gt;Maderia Beach Mad Dog Tri 2010&lt;br /&gt;1/5, 15, 3.1&lt;br /&gt;My time: 1:48&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6889906854840675701-4791121509354013706?l=trichicken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trichicken.blogspot.com/feeds/4791121509354013706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trichicken.blogspot.com/2010/06/key-lime-pie.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889906854840675701/posts/default/4791121509354013706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889906854840675701/posts/default/4791121509354013706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trichicken.blogspot.com/2010/06/key-lime-pie.html' title='Key Lime Pie.'/><author><name>Audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11456215850492653322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBbE7ya2IzI/AAAAAAAAALQ/HkJMdfTFeAA/S220/Photoshoot+Jan+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6YzLx7Obh5A/TBai0kRKmKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/BBFxUZQPrdA/s72-c/triwater.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889906854840675701.post-73098894237894293</id><published>2010-06-13T17:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T14:09:46.930-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Triathlon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fitnesss'/><title type='text'>Swim, bike, run, eat! I mean, repeat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; I was a wee little las, enjoying the life of a swimmer, when I raced in my first tri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Although it took me 9 years to race in another triathlon, I have been livin' (and lovin') the tri life since the beginning of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started tri-ing for the same reason most people do-to get in shape. And although I have more leg muscle and endurance than ever, I've gained unwanted weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, it isn't fair that I train for hours everyday and the numbers don't budge!&lt;br /&gt;But, I've heard it's a common problem.&lt;br /&gt;There's really only one word to explain the phenomenon: overcompensation. After 40 mile rides, long swim workouts, and speed sessions on the track in blistering Florida heat, I admit it's very easy to veg out while watching Office reruns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so my quest for fully embracing a tri-life has led me here. But, weight loss is only the first phase of my master plan...70.3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through Tri Chicken I will document my journey to my ultimate goal, which is completing a 1/2 Ironman. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And for me, it starts with reducing my body fat percentage!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, Tri Chicken will inspire, encourage, and motivate those already living the tri life, and beginners who aren't too chicken to tri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Audra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6889906854840675701-73098894237894293?l=trichicken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trichicken.blogspot.com/feeds/73098894237894293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trichicken.blogspot.com/2010/06/swim-bike-run-eat-i-mean-repeat.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889906854840675701/posts/default/73098894237894293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889906854840675701/posts/default/73098894237894293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trichicken.blogspot.com/2010/06/swim-bike-run-eat-i-mean-repeat.html' title='Swim, bike, run, eat! 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