Author Archives: Kym Zest
Toronto Breweries
Hello Friends, Just days ago I posted about how serious I was about resuming strength training, and really with 6 weeks to go before the Superior Man Triathlon there’s no more time to procrastinate. Of course my annual visit to … Continue reading
Reviving my strength
I was passed flushed. I was a strange tint from both being hot and oxygen being drained from my face to my quivering muscles. I was slightly embarrassed at how hard it felt but I was desperate not to let … Continue reading
Bacon Bean Pesto Potato Salad
I meant to get back to the honeymoon story by sharing some wedding pictures today. Alas, while we do have power again after the big storm on Friday, I am behind. It doesn’t help that in two days I’m leaving for Toronto … Continue reading
Cilantro Chicken
There’s nothing like having your own kitchen for the first time. In 2007 I moved out of my dad’s house to a studio apartment. I was determined to learn how to cook. Dad taught me a love of food and … Continue reading
Something Magical: My Watershed Biking Moment
Almost as soon as I finalized registration I got a sinking sense of dread, “Oh, no. What have I gotten myself into?” I had selected the Trinona international distance triathlon because it had gotten a great reputation and I felt … Continue reading
Rainbow Quinoa Salad
This is an excellent summer salad. I planned on making it as a pre-race dinner weeks ago. I’ll take it with me tomorrow afternoon when I drive to Winona for the Trinona triathlon. It would be cool and refreshing and … Continue reading
Preparations
I stood in front of mounds of food. It was piled on the dining room table, and collected on to chairs and the hutch. Most of it was fairly unappealing. It would take me the rest of the day to … Continue reading
A Beginning
I had been awake for an hour, listening. We figured we had only 37 miles to go. Just two more days. It was 7am and I finally sat up. With my head unwrapped from my sleeping bag under our yellow … Continue reading
My triathlon journey
I swam before I walked. I grew up as an otter playing in a semi-weightless world. I loved the freedom of creative movement in the water. Of course my disciplined dad also taught me the four competitive strokes. He would … Continue reading
Midwest With Zest 