Money can't buy you everything

Andreas, my coach, is this fantastic althlete that I respect alot. We talk every Monday morning about the week that passed as well as the coming training week.We talk alot about life, morals and things that we beleive in. One thing I love about Andreas is that he has very high moral standards, and I honestly hope and wish that he asheives all of his personal goals.

Last Monday I told Andreas that I have never felt better about myself. Its not that I am fastest, strongest or anything like that, its more like.. Wow my body can actually do all of this? I can bike, jog and swim for hours and hours if I want. My body is strong. And the best part, it can't be bought for money. No one can buy a strong body, Its all up to you and your determination. Ok,  you can buy time, sporting goods and peace of mind knowing that you'll be ok economically, but you cant buy a fit body, not in the same way you can buy boobs or a sleek face. There is s big difference between a body that looks great (in the eye of the beholder) and a body that actually works great. I guess this is why I don't mind turning old, my body is stronger than ever and its doesn't hurt or mess with me. (As long as I don't over train) And It doesn't cost that much, its all about me my determination and what I want.

I am going to Rio de Janeiro, Brazil on Monday. I have never been there but I am really looking forward to it. What I hear, is that no matter if you are poor or rich, Brazilians love to train and workout a lot. I don't know if its because they want a strong body or to look good? What ever reason, I look forward to jogging on Ipanema and Copacabana beach. My only worries are, how I am going to succeed in keeping my husband focused on me, with all these beautiful women wearing barely nothing..:-) ( they call their bikinis dental floss so you guys can imagine)

Caroline, my daughter says that the men are gorgeous as well... And that they wear dental floss swimming trunks... too....... ( I cant imagine what that looks like) hahaha Not really my bag of tea..:-D

My favorite photos is when my homie and I are together

I am telling you, I have to work on my look before Rio, this will not do... Damn 

Birthday breakfast..... And my birthday happiness can be bought with money, I LOVE presents.

See you guys in Rio next time!

A needed reminder

It has been a fantastic training week. On my schedule I have had great swimming exercises, running intervals, weight lifting and spinning. I have been able to follow my schedule and my body has responded well. What hasn't been as fantastic is my food week. I have been eating the most unhealthy shit you can imagine. Hamburgers, fries, candy, wine, bullar .... its not even funny. I have had a quite stressful week at work with situations that have taken a lot of energy. I have realized that for me, bad eating habits is connected with too much stress. I think to much and I am way to sensitive for my own mouth. My big old mouth puts me in situations that causes stress, I simply have to learn how to shut up, especially since my opinion isn't always wanted anyway... :-D

When falling into bad eating habits, I always have to remind myself of where I came from, and the hard work, that I had put into being the person I am today. So today is reminder day.

I started out, that I had gained so much weight that none of my clothes fit. My husband said, "Desiree I am tired of all your fussing about not having anything to wear so lets go out and buy some new clothes that actually fit." Said and done. I started out going to my favorite stores, and realizing that none of their cloths fit anymore. (I couldn't fit in their largest sizes) They didn't have plus sizes. I felt awful. I tried to keep a good face since my husband was so sweet to take me out on a full day shopping spree. We spent all day, and I ended up shopping clothes at old people stores (Not that I am young, but I don't want old peoples clothes. They where the only clothes that fit), and worst of all, I bought the most expensive pair of jeans ever, with the label "Not your daughters Jeans" No shit. What 49 year old women wants a pair of jeans named that. Its not like my daughter would even dream of borrowing those UGLY jeans. (They had a built in girdle)

When I came home, I spread all of my clothes on my bed and looked at them. I started crying. I hated my new clothes and even worse, I hated myself for doing this to me. My husband is the best support ever, but also a realist. "Desiree, don´t cry... do something about it. I will always love you no matter, but I want you to love yourself" His exact words. How can I not love this wonderful man?

I believe in diets, and I believe that there is a diet for everyone. For me Itrim was the best solution. I lost all of my pounds in less than 3 months, and the support they gave me was fantastic. Best of all, my ugly new cloths only fit for 3 weeks, after that I shrunk out of them.

Do I want to start all over? No! So what do I have to do? Stop eating shit. Just needed to get this out of my system.... Today is a new day... and I feel great again.

This could be me... :-D

Everyone needs a fresh start, and Its okey to start over ever day if you have to. Just do it

One of my after pictures

A selfie I took yesterday, I know that only kids take selfies, but I am so proud of me, I have to

The best husband, the best support and the love of my life. (He even jogs with me 6 in the morning cause I don't want to go out in the dark by myself.)

Spontanious or just plain effective

I remember saying that Stockholm halv marathon was my last race for this season. Well... Not any more... On Friday my husband said that we should do Hässelbyloppet, a 10K race that we have never done before. Well, its not like this important race that I really wanted do, but my pregnant daughter Yvonne, lives there. Since I have to follow my training program, its a perfect way to fit a tight schedule. I get to see my daughter a few weeks before due day, and my last official race before becoming a granny...:-D. 

A tough training schedule is time consuming, but more important then my Ironman challenge, is my family. So when I have the chance, its perfect to schedule both, and  she promised to bake some cinnamon rolls.. Yummy! (No matter my result)

At this moment, I am on the metro on my way to the race, I start at 12:50. My body is tired and I am not going to break any records today. I ate so much yesterday I feel kind of piggy today. Everything under 55 minutes is great. Everything over dissapointing ... My best 10K this season is 53:08 minutes. So am I nervous? YES, I am always nervous before a race. So before I post this blog,  I will post my results.

After race summary:

Another personal best even though I was tired at start. 52:11. It was fun to meet up with some friends, Anna, Krister and Theo!  However, what I liked the most was to spend quality time with my daughter and her boyfriend and eat "bullar".. Yummy yummy

Happy, enough pictures, thank you.

I found Magnus, one of my working partners getting ready for take off!

If you love nature, its a nice race. Personally I am more a concrete type of runner..:-)

Happy taking a photo of her parents, comedian daughter... LOL

Bullar bullar bullar, personal best was rewarded with two bullar...:-D 

My granddaughter is in there...:-)

Coolest kids ever, Thanks for the support!

I LOVE MEDALS

I love medals, I don't want to compete in a race if it doesn't result in some kind of medal. Guess it sounds kind of childish but I have this dream, sitting with my grandchildren and showing them all the medals that I achieved when I was "young" 48+.... :-) Guess when I am around 70, 50 is young. My mom who is 74 said something really funny the other day. She offered me some moose meat, which I love and she thought I wanted all my meat grounded. I replied that I would love some bone/meat to boil, cause it makes the best soups. Mom.... "young people usually don't like boiled meat.... " ehhh mom, I'll be 50 next year...  :-D Not really that young anymore.... LMAO

Well I have this beautiful box with all my medals. I cherish them, because there is a lot of hard work behind every one of them, and each medal has its own story. I am going to share some of the stories with you in future blog posts but first I want to share some of my medals with you. Hate and Love

This is my first medal that shows that I really achieved something huge. Its my first marathon, and my pride. I did something I never thought I could do. I can still remember the feeling when crossing the finish line. 

My second best, I asked my husband if he wanted to do the 300k race with us, and he answered "Hell no" quess who is jealous today??? Yepp, my husband, so when I am in the mood, I show him what he could have had... :-D Evil? YEEEES

My weirdest medal ever, I was in 3rd place in my category in my first ever aquathlon. (Stinky water with killer seaweed...urgh) I can barely swim.... so was I worth it? No, but Its still my medal. Probably the only 3rd place I'll ever receive... :-)

My number 1 hate medal. My first medal ever, but I really didn't like this race. Its a stupid 5K race for women, and they are the most evil, egoistic women you can imagine. No one respects start groups, no matter how slow you are everyone starts in the first start group possible, and walk (Although you are supposed to run quite fast in the first groups) so the can have their free picnic basket quick (Walking start group is last so these inconsiderate women can´t wait until their turn) HATE

Love at first sight! I love this medal more than any other medal, Its my first Triathlon medal, and my very first step towards Ironman! I'm in love.....:-)

Group training, 2 together or on your own?

It has been a fantastic training week. I have had group training, training with two of my best friends (My husband and Madde) and I have been on my own. So which is best, group training or training on your own? I think we all have different thoughts. It can depend on which level you are physically. When I started out, I wanted to be on my own, so I didn't hold others back (Or the honest version is, I didn't want others to see how bad I was, childish but true). Today, I love to be 2. And If I am lazy, tired and unmotivated, group training is best for me. (Can't hide)

We can all agree that physical training is important, especially today when we are dealing with more and more weight problems worldwide. I know how hard it is, because I have been there, weighing about 45 pounds more than I do today. When It comes to training I think its really important to find a sport or something that you love doing. It isn´t always that easy, When I started jogging, I honestly hated it. Everyone was talking about the great feeling of being outside, hearing the birds chirp, and looking at the beautiful surroundings.... Hmm all I could hear was my own breathing (heavy), I had tunnel vision, and my only thought was. "I want out, this is crazy, why?" Everytime I got dressed to go out, it was pure will power. Will power is good, but in the long run its important to enjoy what you are doing otherwise you are eventually going to fail.

I learned to love jogging/running, Thank God. (Its hard to be a triathlete otherwise, but it took 2 years) It is the one thing that my husband and I really enjoy doing together. We talk, we solve everyday problems, and we enjoy our own time, just him and me, in are own world. With a smooth pace and breathing. (Still don't hear birds chirp) I learned that our brain can't think backwards when we are physically moving forward, thats why we solve so many issues when we are running or driving in our car for that matter.

For me combining 4 disciplines (running, biking, swimming and weightlifting) and being fortunate to have family and friends that share my interest, is going to help me reach my Ironman goal. Last week Madde and I where going out to do interval training , then a friend (Håkan) that is an excellent Marathon runner called and asked if he could go running with us. Then my husband (Björn) wanted to go if Håkan was joining, so we ended up as a party of four that really had a good time together and at the same time we helped each other push our limits. Interval training is tough to do on your own, It takes ALOT of discipline.

My true belief is if you find a form of exercise you love doing, you will love doing it on your own, with a friend or sharing with a group of people you don't know but share the same interest. Just don't give up finding your thing,  there is something out there for everyone, sometimes its just something you least expect. An open mind is all it takes.

Morning routine

Trying on different Triathlete clothing for our own design

Hola!