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Making some chocolate

In Triathlons on February 28, 2013 at 7:07 PM

I found this recipe for raw chocolate and since then I’ve made it twice. It’s very simple, and I’m hoping healthy as I have become somewhat addicted to it.

The recipe calls for:

1/2 cocoa powder

1/4 coconut oil

1/4 raw agave

Sprinkle of Pink Himalayan Salt

Mix all the ingredients, spread the mixture on a parchment paper and freeze for at least an hour. Yes, that simple. I can even make it. When you begin mixing the ingredients you might think “This will NEVER mix.” but it will.

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Last night’s batch I added some crushed cashews. I didn’t go crazy because I didn’t want to ruin it. But it ended up being good.

Now, this is not a chocolate you want to leave outside the fridge. Nor take with you on a road trip. It will melt.

I know the pictures don’t look too appetizing, but they don’t look that good either from the site I pulled the recipe from. But believe me this is good.

Now, I need my friend and teammate My Multipersonality to try this and give me her blessings. She’s a kick-ass triathlete, playwright and awesome cook.


A Princess for a Day

In Marathons and Half, Run on February 27, 2013 at 9:47 PM

Last Sunday I ran Disney’s Princess Half Marathon which goes from Epcot to Magic Kingdom and then back. It took me three years before I could run this race. I had signed up to do it in 2011, but I injured my knee on mile 9 of the ING Half Marathon, making me walk to the finish line. Since then, when running a half I feel happy to pass mile 9 in one piece. In 2012 I didn’t give the Princess race any type of consideration. But by 2013, after having done many races and a Half Ironman, I thought I was strong enough to endure two half marathons a month apart… the 2013 ING and the Princess.

My friend and teammate, Karla, also signed up as she too had a similar story… foot injury in 2011. No consideration in 2012. Getting the tutu out of the closet in 2013.

I had my tutu specially made from Princess Doodle Beans on Etsy. I had decided to use the colors of my triathlon team, Alien Endurance, which are black and orange. I’m proud of our team colors and wanted to use them for my run, so I went as an Alien Princess.

In front of Cinderella’s Castle.

I received a lot of compliments on my tutu. And I also saw a lot of people secretly checking it out and smiling at me. The best is I loved running in it. I’m not the most girlie girl, and you can ask my boyfriend, The Dude, about that; however, I was excited about the tutu. Of course, you will never see me sporting a pink tutu. Orange and black is the most you will probably see me in.

Now, the race. I was somewhat under the impression we would run a lot inside the park. But, that’s not the case. We ran from Epcot Center through Disney’s highway towards Magic Kingdom. We arrived into Magic Kingdom through a service area that connected into the Main Street leading up to Cinderella’s Castle. Of course, we had to make a stop to take a picture in front of the castle, especially because we were wearing a tutu,  and then continue the run. We ran no more than a mile through the park and out through the service area again, back to the highway towards Epcot.

I do need to say, the run through the highway was not disappointing  Every mile or so there was live entertainment on the meridian. For example, the Pirates of the Caribbean ship with the cast… Captain Jack Sparrow and the other ugly guy… of course, not Johnny Depp and the other ugly guy, but the Disney cast crew. At another point we started hearing Michael Jackson’s “Bad” and as we approached the showcase there were the “witches” of several Disney tales… Cruela Devil, Snow White’s Stepmother, etc… I thought that was pretty cool. People would stop, make a line (at Disney, everything requires a line), take a picture with the cast members, and get back to their running. As you might have figured, this is not a race to PR at. This is a race to have fun.

Because they’re bad!

Karla and I ran the race together, laughing, talking, sometimes in silence, always pushing each other. Yes, we’ve done other halves, but that doesn’t mean it’s easy. It gets just a bit easier, but it’s not easy. My IT band started acting up around mile 11, so I had to stop to stretch two times, and by the last mile I don’t know how I managed to run faster and not pay attention to the pain. Karla and I pushed harder during the last mile, I think because we were ready to finish, go back to the hotel for a shower and head back home.


Princesses for a day. Queens for a lifetime.

Another thing I loved about the race, was that there were around 1,000 or so men who ran it. This is mainly a girl race, but several men joined the fun. And fun they had! And more fun we had too. They were wearing tutus, full princess costumes, butterfly wings, wigs. You name it! It was funny. I really loved their sense of humor. If the Dude would’ve been in town, he would’ve done the race with us wearing a tutu. I have no doubt about that. And he would’ve had so much fun.

So, we finished the race in 2:49… not the best time, but between two bathroom stops, stopping for pictures, stretching thanks to my IT band, not being able to speed up during parts of the course because it narrowed down, there was no way we would’ve done it faster. But we did have fun. And a lot.

About to pass through Magic Kingdom's car entrance

About to pass through Magic Kingdom’s car entrance

Karla and her little friends.

Karla and her little friends.

By the way, traffic in Orlando SUCKS, but the Princess Half Marathon was cool.

I wanted to close this blog entry by thanking my friend Karla for running this race with me and being a great roommate and travel companion for the weekend. Un beso, Karlita!

What makes us triathletes?

In Bike, Run, Swim, Triathlons on February 16, 2013 at 11:54 AM

A team member posted this morning the following question to our coach Andy Clark on our Alien Endurance Facebook Group Page:

“Coach Andy, at what moment are you considered a (true) “triathlonist”?”

And this was his response:

“There will be a moment immediately after you cross the finish line … The announcer will call out your name, a volunteer will place a medal around your neck, and you’ll see other athletes in the finishing chute trying to catch their breath. At that moment you’ll realize what you just accomplished. You just did something only 1% of the population has done. At that moment you have arrived as a triathlete! Then you’ll smile!”

For any of you who has doubted for a moment if  you are a true triathlete, these words should clear it all up!

I love my coach.

Have a beautiful weekend.

A day of a lot and nothing at all.

In Life, Triathlons on February 15, 2013 at 5:54 PM

Today there’s not much to talk about, other than it’s been raining in Miami almost all day, and that means probably tomorrow’s training session will take place in the gym and no swimming. At least it’s not raining meteors around here.

A day packed with work that started very early for me because one of my dogs had a reaction to the flea/heart worm medication and the poor thing was scratching like crazy. So, very early in the morning… I think it was around 4, I took him out for a bio break and then treated him with some love and Reiki. He fell asleep on my chest for an hour until he was ready for action.


Tonight is family time with The Dude’s (the boyfriend) and his kids, and then late happy hour with some of my tri-friends.

The rest of the weekend will be filled with many activities, including the Coconut Grove Arts Festival, and perhaps rain too.

If I do anything extraordinarily interesting I will report back. For now, I have nothing else to say.

Have an awesome weekend and, if you are lucky as I am, happy LONG weekend!

A Work of Pure Fiction

In Triathlons on February 14, 2013 at 9:49 PM

Just like yesterday, tonight’s entry is not about triathlon. But it’s about my friend and Alien Endurance teammate, Edith Freni, who is a very talented woman. So in a way, it is triathlon related…

Edith is not only a kick-ass triathlete – she’s placed in many races – she is also: 1) a playwright, 2) a boxer, 3) an excellent cook, 4) an ice skater in her younger years, 5) a blogger and 6) an all encompassing New York (not too sure this is all too good).

Today I got to experience Edith as a playwright, and all I can say is that it was extremely awesome. She created the play “A Work of Pure Fiction” inspired in the 5th century Greek play “The Clouds” by Aristophanes. Edith’s play is “a “what if” rumination on the nature of love, friendship and the quest for immortality.” The play was commissioned by the University of Miami where she teaches playwriting and script analysis. Of course, this being her interpretation/adaptation, those who know her heard “her voice” in every line of the script. I swear it was like bike riding with her while chatting about everything life. It was great to hear her through the different characters and voices in the play. Each had a little Edith in their role.

Needless to say I am very proud of her and cannot wait to experience more playwright Edith in the near future, as well as Triathlete Edith, Chef Edith and Blogger Edith. I hope to never upset her too much, as I wouldn’t want Boxer Edith to present herself before me. And if there was something that I would’ve love to experience is Ice Skating Edith. But I guess I will have to be content with having seen old pictures of her in her outfits.

Lastly, if you are in the Miami area, I suggest you go to see the play at UM everyday at 5pm until this Sunday.

Thanks for reading.

A Smelly Day

In Life on February 13, 2013 at 6:00 PM

This is triathlon unrelated, but since I have nothing related to talk about, I’ll tell you about my scent today…

I’ve been using for quite some time organic oils instead of perfumes. I actually own only one branded perfume I got as a birthday gift. Other than that, I have a collection of oils that I buy at Whole Foods. Some I like more than others. And I typically mix two of them… so basically I create my own aromas.

Today I used an oil I barely ever use. And I now remember why.


It’s very intense. Very. But the worse thing was that as I was pouring it on the palm of my hand to later splatter it on my body, an incredible amount came out of the tiny bottle. I tried putting some back, but I couldn’t, so I just threw it on me.

By the time I went to Starbucks to get my morning coffee fix, I couldn’t stand myself. And when I came into the office, a lot of people were complaining on the smell of incense that was lingering around. LOL… It was ME!!!! ME!!!! I swear, I was leaving a trail of incense every where I went. People on the other side of the office from where I sit, were wondering where the smell came from… it was me! I had been on that side of the office for a brief moment just to pick up something from the printer.

During an agency presentation I felt bad for all of those around me. But at the same time I was cracking up. I could only imagine their thoughts.

The day is almost gone and I still smell like a giant incense stick burning wild. I now know better… hopefully.

This is what my bathroom cabinet looked like a couple of months ago… now there is more. But you can see the little lethal bottle of the Nag Champa Triloka oil. Stay away from that thing!!!


It’s been a while…

In Bike, Life, Marathons and Half, Run, Swim, Triathlons on February 12, 2013 at 8:27 PM

… since I last wrote. I don’t even want to look at the date of my last entry. Why bother? I know it’s been long.

So many things happened in between. The love of my life, my dog Socrates a.k.a. Pocho, passed away; I broke up with my boyfriend a gazillion times and got back with him; I had a lot of work; I trained like crazy; I completed my first Ironman 70.3 and did some other races; I started my way back into my spiritual journey, and many other things along the way.

All in all, it was a good long while, with it’s plusses and minuses; yet I still carry a heavy heart for the loss of my favorite little guy. I had to make the decision of putting him to sleep and that’s one that can haunt you forever. This, by far, has been the darkest hour of my life.


And the brightest was finishing the ESI IronMan 70.3 Augusta on 9/29/12 in 6:53:48. If that’s a good time or not, it’s all relative, but I finished strong and happy, feeling like a champ. Satisfied for the entire journey towards Augusta… all the training… the trip with my coach and teammates… the unconditional attention from my boyfriend who made sure I enjoyed every minute of MY moment… the packet pick-up… race day… THE FINISH LINE.




Above, stopping before the finish line for a photo with a handkerchief printed with Pocho’s face. He made it with me through the race!


Photo Oct 04, 6 27 52 PM

That is me above feeling proud and happy with my medal.

This is me below bragging because I can.

Photo Oct 11, 10 45 58 AM

This year started off with the ING Half Marathon (results here) and the Chapman Wild Run 5k (got third place in my age group; first time ever). Next in line are: the Disney Princess Half Marathon at the end of the month; the Nautica South Beach Triatlon (the first tri of the season) and the Key Biscayne Half Marathon in April. There are many other races I’m doing this year but have not signed up yet… and yes, one of them is Augusta, and another Ironman 70.3, probably Haines City.

Life is good!!! And while I am happy doing the things I like, my heart will always weep silent tears for my little man Pocho