October 31st is a tricky time for us IMFL lovers. We, of course, want to be at IMFL and either race or cheer on our teammates but, unfortunately, for the past two years, IMFL has seriously disrupted Halloween and trick-or-treating for our little kiddos. So this year, I developed a plan. I talked my Booger into the BEST Halloween costume EVER: an M-Dot. I told her that she'd get tons of attention and people would love it. She was totally into it so Derek and I made her a costume fit for a an Ironman Princess.
Little did I know exactly how much attention she would get!! I'm talking cars honking, people leaning out of their car windows to take a picture, at least 30 people stopping and asking to get their picture taken with her and even more asking simply to take her picture!!!! It was absolutely hilarious!! She was in heaven and kept saying she was a "pop star". At the end of the night she said this was her best Halloween ever. So, what's the lesson here? I suppose it's that Ironman and kiddies DO mix -- given some creativity and an easy-going kid!
So, as far as the race so far? I got in late this afternoon and only managed to touch base with the crew of T-girl sherpas and volunteers. Derek and I are reporting tomorrow at 6:30 a.m. to work as bike handlers and I'm hoping to get lots and lots of pictures!!! I'll try to give some updates and post some pics of our gals (and guys) kicking the crap out of the IMFL course!
Best of luck to Shawn, Kate G, Kate O., Sharon, Patty, Charlotte, Fred and, of course, the super-awesome Som!! More to report tomorrow . . .
Friday, October 31, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
So much to look forward to . . .
First of all, thanks so much for all of your well-wishes for Kelsey! She did an awesome job and I know it meant so much to her that you all were sending her some good mojo! :)
These next few weeks are going to be filled with so much excitement!! Honestly, I can hardly wait!
Okay, so, next weekend I get to go on my triathlon coaching certification weekend and when I return all that will be left is the exam. Gulp! Coach G and Coach B keep telling me that it will be no problem -- but, you know, when multi-Ironman athletes/ultra-marathoners tell you something will be "no problem" you tend to believe that maybe their idea of "no problem" may be a little different than your own! Either way, the butterflies and anxiety remind me of pre-race jitters which I miss so much this year!!!
Then what's next? A little thing called IRONMAN FLORIDA, baby!! I. CAN. NOT. WAIT. to get down to Panama City to be there with all the TRIgirls and cheer them on as they go after that Ironman prize . . . Sharon, Shawn, Kate O, Kate G, Patty, Charlotte . . . They have been training so hard and are going to kick some major IM-ass down there! I'll be working as a bike handler -- which I'm sure will be A LOT more fun than Lake Placid (aka Hurricane Ironman). And, after the Ironman, I cannot even imagine the party after the crew of teammates and others sign up for IMFL '09 (including this one handsome, tall guy named Derek something or other - go Big D!!)
With all the IM mojo going around right now, I pulled up some of my previous posts so I could re-read how I felt at this time last year. For those who are toeing that line in Florida, I'm passing this quote along. It meant so much to me as the time was ticking down and I hope it brings some peace to you, too:
"It is a comforting moment when we suddenly realize that our commitment to race, to participate in something so important to us - our dream - will be actualized. We have made it to the starting line. In this moment, the probability that we will do the event reaches 100 percent. The hundreds of things that can go wrong leading up to an Ironman have been cleverly averted, and the thousands of things required to get to the start are all now officially history."
You are ready, ladies. Now, let the fun begin!!
PS - to Frances: yes I'm a SQ mom! Our group is the BEST and I would love to talk to you about tri training anytime! I couldn't get your contact info from the comment you made on my blog so just track me down through SQ or leave me your contact info.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
What a FANTASTIC weekend!!!
Okay, so the nitty-gritty of this fantastic weekend? Let's skip ahead to everything except the training details shall we? Unless you are all dying to find out how I reorganized my linen closet. So, on Saturday, I didn't wake up until 8 am (woohoo!) and finally made my way out to run at about 10am. It was absolutely beautiful!!! While Derek (who was joining me after already running a 6 miler earlier that morning)and I ran, we chatted and laughed and just enjoyed our nice lazy 5 mile run together. When we got home, I spent about 30 minutes stretching and doing my PT exercises. This was the longest pavement run I've done since the femoral stress fx and, thankfully, everything felt GREAT!
On Sunday, Derek and I joined the RABA group for a 54 mile route that started about 5minutes from my house. Even better than that? It started at 9am!! Two days of sleeping in!! Hallelujah for that!!! You know, I was really nervous going on my first ride with this cycling group! Isn't that funny? I felt like I was starting my first day of school and had to try to make new friends or something! "Does my outfit look okay?" "Will they like me?" "Hope they don't think I suck!" Silly isn't it? I really believe branching out to different groups helps you be a more well-rounded person. And by stepping out of my comfort zone and introducing myself to different situations and groups of people, I always remember that "new girl" feeling. And, that helps makes sure I'm never one of those awful, intimidating clique-ey people! You know the ones? Where you approach a group and they all look at you but no one says hello. Yeah, they suck. Anyway, my aversion to "cliquiness" is a whole blog in itself so back to the ride . . . As it turns out, everyone was really welcoming and friendly and the ride was absolutely gorgeous!! I had no idea I had such a great ride route so close to my house! In the next few weeks, my plan is to make french toast, fresh fruit and mimosas and try to lure the TRIgirls out here for a nice ride followed by brunch at my place!!!
So my plan for this week? Continue plugging away at my run while helping to calm Kelsey's nerves about her first "real" swim meet this weekend. She's swam in casual summer league meets but she's now part of a year-round swim team and she is swimming some crazy stuff. Here's her event list for this weekend:
200 Freestyle
50 Backstroke
100 Breaststroke
50 Butterfly
100 IM (25 each of Fly, Back, Breast, Free)
100 Freestyle
50 Breaststroke
100 Butterfly
50 Freestyle
100 Backstroke
I would die!! Seriously. 100 of Buttefly?!? Good God. Shoot me now. She's very, very nervous so send her some of that great TRIgirl mojo!!
On Sunday, Derek and I joined the RABA group for a 54 mile route that started about 5minutes from my house. Even better than that? It started at 9am!! Two days of sleeping in!! Hallelujah for that!!! You know, I was really nervous going on my first ride with this cycling group! Isn't that funny? I felt like I was starting my first day of school and had to try to make new friends or something! "Does my outfit look okay?" "Will they like me?" "Hope they don't think I suck!" Silly isn't it? I really believe branching out to different groups helps you be a more well-rounded person. And by stepping out of my comfort zone and introducing myself to different situations and groups of people, I always remember that "new girl" feeling. And, that helps makes sure I'm never one of those awful, intimidating clique-ey people! You know the ones? Where you approach a group and they all look at you but no one says hello. Yeah, they suck. Anyway, my aversion to "cliquiness" is a whole blog in itself so back to the ride . . . As it turns out, everyone was really welcoming and friendly and the ride was absolutely gorgeous!! I had no idea I had such a great ride route so close to my house! In the next few weeks, my plan is to make french toast, fresh fruit and mimosas and try to lure the TRIgirls out here for a nice ride followed by brunch at my place!!!
So my plan for this week? Continue plugging away at my run while helping to calm Kelsey's nerves about her first "real" swim meet this weekend. She's swam in casual summer league meets but she's now part of a year-round swim team and she is swimming some crazy stuff. Here's her event list for this weekend:
200 Freestyle
50 Backstroke
100 Breaststroke
50 Butterfly
100 IM (25 each of Fly, Back, Breast, Free)
100 Freestyle
50 Breaststroke
100 Butterfly
50 Freestyle
100 Backstroke
I would die!! Seriously. 100 of Buttefly?!? Good God. Shoot me now. She's very, very nervous so send her some of that great TRIgirl mojo!!
Friday, September 19, 2008
Officially back . . .
Okay, this is my official re-entry into the world of blogging. So much has happened over the last few months -- both mentally and physically, that I felt I just couldn't keep up with life and blogging at the same time. But, now I feel a bit more settled and hope to check in a bit more often!
With my hiatus from racing this year, I have to admit, I have felt separated from my teammates. They are all gearing up for their respective races and I feel I'm just piddling around with no direction. I'll admit it. I'm jealous. Insanely jealous, actually. And, honestly, I'm sad. I miss them. I miss being part of "the team". I mean, I know I am still (and will always be) a TRIgirl but I miss the day-to-day fun that comes along with training with your teammates. I suppose I just feel a bit disconnected -- I can't wait for IMUSA . . .
Have I told anyone that I'm getting my USAT Coaching Certification in October? No?? That's probably because I wasn't sure I wanted to let people know. The plan is that I'll start "officially" coaching for TRIgirl next year (YAY!) but, you know, that little negative voice I thought I had squashed when I did IMFL?? Well, it's back. I haven't really told anyone because I imagine people thinking "Her? A coach? HA! What does she know??" Despite the really fantastic enouragement and confidence I have been getting from my own coaches, I still have that whole self-confidence issue eating away at me.
I am finally up to running 5 miles now (I know, big whoop!) But, it has been a long, slow road and I think (*hope*!) that I am doing everything right so that I'll be fit and ready to go when IMUSA training begins. Until then, I'm just going to keep plugging along like a turtle.
Okay, well. Hmmmm. Wow, I'm going to have to get used to this blogging thing again. I forgot how difficult it is to write down random thoughts!! I have a ride planned this weekend with the Richmond Area Bike Association so I guess I'll have more stuff to say after that (let's hope!!)
With my hiatus from racing this year, I have to admit, I have felt separated from my teammates. They are all gearing up for their respective races and I feel I'm just piddling around with no direction. I'll admit it. I'm jealous. Insanely jealous, actually. And, honestly, I'm sad. I miss them. I miss being part of "the team". I mean, I know I am still (and will always be) a TRIgirl but I miss the day-to-day fun that comes along with training with your teammates. I suppose I just feel a bit disconnected -- I can't wait for IMUSA . . .
Have I told anyone that I'm getting my USAT Coaching Certification in October? No?? That's probably because I wasn't sure I wanted to let people know. The plan is that I'll start "officially" coaching for TRIgirl next year (YAY!) but, you know, that little negative voice I thought I had squashed when I did IMFL?? Well, it's back. I haven't really told anyone because I imagine people thinking "Her? A coach? HA! What does she know??" Despite the really fantastic enouragement and confidence I have been getting from my own coaches, I still have that whole self-confidence issue eating away at me.
I am finally up to running 5 miles now (I know, big whoop!) But, it has been a long, slow road and I think (*hope*!) that I am doing everything right so that I'll be fit and ready to go when IMUSA training begins. Until then, I'm just going to keep plugging along like a turtle.
Okay, well. Hmmmm. Wow, I'm going to have to get used to this blogging thing again. I forgot how difficult it is to write down random thoughts!! I have a ride planned this weekend with the Richmond Area Bike Association so I guess I'll have more stuff to say after that (let's hope!!)
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Soooooo tired . . .
Is the non stop action of the Olympics making anyone else completely and utterly exhausted? I stay up all night and am wiped out all day. In fact, during my MRI today, I fell asleep in the tube! And for those of you who have had an MRI, you know how darn loud those things are!
Please, Olypmics, I love you but I beg you to cut me loose. You must end soon. I clearly can't handle the temptation of watching you anymore.
On another note, GOOD LUCK Timberman crew!! I can't wait to see how well you guys do! I'm wishing you a slippery swim, wicked fast bike and smoking dope run! xo
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Sunday, May 25, 2008
IMBrazil
Today many of my teammates did IM Brazil. I am so honored to know these amazing people and to be their friend. To do an Ironman is one thing -- to do 2 back to back Ironman's is, well, honestly, it's a wee bit crazy! But it is also unbelievably awesome!
You would think they would have been nervous -- or burned out -- or just crazed prior to the race. And, maybe in private they were. But, I have to say, I had dinner/drinks with most of them at various times within the two weeks leading up to Brazil and they were all so CALM. They seemed confident, ready and prepared. And, today, all of that hard-work, preparation and confidence paid off. What a tremendous group of athletes!!
To my awesome IMBrazil friends: you inspire me each and every time I have the opportunity to spend time with you. Much, much love and congratulations to all of you!!
xoxoxox
C
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Thank you . . .
Today I was depressed because I found out that I needed to stop running again (yeah, long story - I can go back to 1/2 mile distances next week). Anyway, I was so upset about the fact that I was taking steps backwards; that Timberman may be out; that my "season" may pretty much not be a "season" after all. I was pretty bummed and feeling oh-so-very sorry for myself. Talking about how broken my heart was. Darn, what if I can't do Muddy Buddy? Poor me, what if I can't do the Charlottesville Oly? Wah-wah, what if I can't run the Richmond Marathon?
Then I remembered what else happened today . . .
somewhere out there, a single parent lost their job;
there was someone who sat alone and scared after finding out they were terminally ill;
out there someone was waiting for help after getting into a terrible car accident;
somewhere there is someone who is hiding in genuine fear for their life;
there is someone who went to bed hungry;
someone held the hands of a loved one as they passed away;
there is a child somewhere who lost a parent and,
somewhere out there, a parent is grieving the unbearable loss of their child.
These truly heart wrenching things happen every, single day.
Me? Well, in actuality, today, I saw my daughter ride a two wheeler without training wheels for the first time. Today, I got a hug from each one of my children and my husband. Tonight, I will go to bed knowing I am loved, protected and cared for by my family, my friends and my faith.
My glass is more than half full -- it is overflowing with joy and happiness.
Running? Honestly. How ridiculous is that compared to those who are going through real turmoil in their lives. I mean, what the hell? I will come back and run again -- and until then I will work hard to remember that the sun still shines so brightly on my life and for that I am forever thankful.
"The unthankful heart . . . discovers no mercies; but let the thankful heart sweep through the day and, as the magnet finds the iron, so it will find, in every hour, some heavenly blessings!" Henry Ward Beecher
Then I remembered what else happened today . . .
somewhere out there, a single parent lost their job;
there was someone who sat alone and scared after finding out they were terminally ill;
out there someone was waiting for help after getting into a terrible car accident;
somewhere there is someone who is hiding in genuine fear for their life;
there is someone who went to bed hungry;
someone held the hands of a loved one as they passed away;
there is a child somewhere who lost a parent and,
somewhere out there, a parent is grieving the unbearable loss of their child.
These truly heart wrenching things happen every, single day.
Me? Well, in actuality, today, I saw my daughter ride a two wheeler without training wheels for the first time. Today, I got a hug from each one of my children and my husband. Tonight, I will go to bed knowing I am loved, protected and cared for by my family, my friends and my faith.
My glass is more than half full -- it is overflowing with joy and happiness.
Running? Honestly. How ridiculous is that compared to those who are going through real turmoil in their lives. I mean, what the hell? I will come back and run again -- and until then I will work hard to remember that the sun still shines so brightly on my life and for that I am forever thankful.
"The unthankful heart . . . discovers no mercies; but let the thankful heart sweep through the day and, as the magnet finds the iron, so it will find, in every hour, some heavenly blessings!" Henry Ward Beecher
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Wow.
Who is Iron Man? “Expert Michael Sangiacomo introduces us to the bad boy of the Superhero world, a man who gave up his evil ways, but not his love for drink and women in his pursuit of helping the greater good.” UM. I don't think so. The only thing Ironman has in common with this “Iron-man” cartoon guy is the “love for drink” part.
I wanted to share the dumbest post-Ironman comment ever said to me:
I am sitting having lunch at the Capital to Capital century ride. I am donning my super-cool Florida Ironman bike jersey. I worked my ass off for it and I wear it with ridiculous pride. A fellow cyclist says to me, “Oh, wow. Nice shirt. Did you see the movie?”
Um. Excuse me???
To be clear: THERE. IS. ONLY. ONE. IRONMAN.
In case anyone is wondering what the runner-up is for stupid post-Ironman comment:
Someone who knows that I did the Ironman asked me if my M-Dot tattoo was real. My response: “Um, yeah, most people don’t go ‘wild & crazy’ and just get a temporary tattoo after doing the Ironman.” And, to double the stupidity, he asked me this MONTHS after the Ironman. Like I’d keep reapplying a temporary tattoo!!
I wanted to share the dumbest post-Ironman comment ever said to me:
I am sitting having lunch at the Capital to Capital century ride. I am donning my super-cool Florida Ironman bike jersey. I worked my ass off for it and I wear it with ridiculous pride. A fellow cyclist says to me, “Oh, wow. Nice shirt. Did you see the movie?”
Um. Excuse me???
To be clear: THERE. IS. ONLY. ONE. IRONMAN.
In case anyone is wondering what the runner-up is for stupid post-Ironman comment:
Someone who knows that I did the Ironman asked me if my M-Dot tattoo was real. My response: “Um, yeah, most people don’t go ‘wild & crazy’ and just get a temporary tattoo after doing the Ironman.” And, to double the stupidity, he asked me this MONTHS after the Ironman. Like I’d keep reapplying a temporary tattoo!!
Sunday, May 4, 2008
I AM A BIG BABY . . .
Okay, I know I'm being a baby about this but the relay splits were just posted and, well, I'm a little pissed. I felt really strong on the bike. And, my bike computer registered a time of 2:49.46 from the time my bike first moved in transition to the time it was racked after the bike. So, given that I was at the back of the transition area, I estimated my "official" bike time to be about 2:48ish. Derek timed me at 2:47 and change. I have time stamped pictures on my camera of me leaving transition after the swim and coming back after the bike and it is an elapsed time of 2:47-2:48. My official bike time according to Set Up? 2:51.00 What the F????? I know. It's only a few minutes but dammmmnnn it!!!! I'm just totally disappointed with this. It was SOOOOO hard knowing I was going into this race as a relay and it was so painful and anti-climatic to "finish" after the bike. And my swim time was 42:22 which is the slowest I've ever swam this distance. All I had to make me proud of myself was that I had a great bike. And, now, I don't know. It feels tarnished. :(
But, the official time is all that counts so I can stomp my feet and beat my head against the wall for as long as I want but the fact is, my official time is 2:51.00 ARGH!! Okay, I know I'm being such a baby -- I mean, at least I raced right? It was a beautiful day and I was totally inspired by SOOO many TRIgirls and I'm sitting here bitching about 3-4 minutes difference? But I don't care. I'm going to be a baby and go have a glass of wine!!!!
But, the official time is all that counts so I can stomp my feet and beat my head against the wall for as long as I want but the fact is, my official time is 2:51.00 ARGH!! Okay, I know I'm being such a baby -- I mean, at least I raced right? It was a beautiful day and I was totally inspired by SOOO many TRIgirls and I'm sitting here bitching about 3-4 minutes difference? But I don't care. I'm going to be a baby and go have a glass of wine!!!!
Monday, April 28, 2008
Little-Big Adventure Race Report . . .
Last Saturday, Kelsey and her Daddy (racing as Team "TRIgirl and TRIgirl Daddy") competed in the Little-Big Adventure Race. The race is made up of teams of one parent & one child and the course consists of a 1/2 mile canoe, 3.5 mile mountain bike ride and 1.5 mile run. This was Kelsey's first "real" triathlon and she was NERVOUS!! She's done a little kids one before without a real transition, timing, etc. but this one had chip timing, a finisher's chute, transition area, packet pick-up . . . the whole deal! This was everything she has seen me and all the other pink chicks she looks up to do time and time again and she definitely had a case of pre-race nerves. Mommy, in her infinite wisdom, gave her a shot of her trusty Green Apple caffeinated gel right before the start of the race (she almost puked, by the way) and then she was ready!
The morning was beautiful and started out perfectly. We chilled out with Coach E and his son Henry (who were Team "Jumbo Shrimp") and I got a fly-by kiss and hello from the lovely and wonderful TRIgirl Twila who was out training for the Run Like a Girl race next weekend!!
When Kelsey and Derek started off in the canoe they looked great! Kelsey was serious and totally had her game face on!
Then, disaster struck! Despite Team TRIgirl's great start, when they were about 100 feet from the end of the canoe leg, they TIPPED their boat!!!! And, of course, being the ultra-stupid Mommy that I am, I had told Kelsey earlier that morning how lucky she was that she was canoeing instead of swimming because I always see snakes in that lake! I really wasn't trying to freak her out -- I totally assumed that since Derek used to be a whitewater rafting guide, that they would actually remain IN the canoe during the race!
Anyway, by the time they swam their boat to shore, dragged it out of the water, emptied and started on their way, Kelsey was crying and they were a few teams up from last place. Again, my "Super Mommy" skills kicked into high gear and while the other spectators were clapping and yelling sympathetic and encouraging words like "It's okay!" and "You're doing great!", I shouted out "Kelsey! You've got to suck it up!!! If you want this, then get it together and go get them on the bike! Now stop crying and PUSH THAT CANOE!!" Yeah, I can't wait for my "Mother of the Year" trophy!
Kelsey looked shaken going into the bike leg and I was worried about how she was going to holdl up mentally for the rest of the race. I found the perfect photo op spot, and I planned to get some great pics of team Jumbo Shrimp (who were a good 10 minutes ahead at the end of the canoe portion) before having to grab my signs for TRIgirl & her Daddy. Suddenly rounding the corner came Team Jumbo Shrimp looking strong and ready to tackle the run. Then imagine how impressed I was when right on their tail was Team TRIgirl & her Daddy!!!! She totally channeled the TRIgirl mojo and had passed almost everyone in her wave on the bike leg! GO itty-bitty TRIgirl!!!!
So all was left was the run. I knew that Kelsey had a chance of placing at her first race if she could keep it up for the run. But I also knew that she was so very tired and had already done such an amazing job on the bike. I was so amazingly proud of her that I was crying before she even took 10 feet in the run!!! I camped out at the finish line and just waited to see her smiling face round the corner. Before I EVER expected her, suddenly, there she was!!! As soon as she saw that finisher's chute, she picked up her pace and her face lit up. When she crossed that line, she came through strong and with an enormous smile on her face!! And, I was so amazingly proud!!
You cannot imagine how special and how valuable it is to me that my children are being raised in an environment that exposes them to such strong, brave, amazing women. The pride they feel when they wear a TRIgirl shirt or hat is absolutely unbelievable. A few weeks ago, Kelsey came in 5th out of 5 in a 5k race. She, understandably, started to cry. I pulled her aside and I told her, "Kelsey don't forget that you are wearing a TRIgirl jersey. Do you know what that means? It means we don't measure ourselves by the numbers. We don't define ourselves by times or place in a race. We believe that ALL women -- and ALL girls -- deserve to be valued just for being on the playing field. Do you know how many people are sleeping right now? How many people were too scared to get out here today and try? How many people simply said "I can't." So, I don't want you to look at that number. I want you to think about just how special YOU are for getting out there today. How hard YOU tried. How YOU felt during that race. What YOU learned. And then, if you have other goals of getting stronger or faster, that's fine. But don't ever let someone else steal your joy or the value of your accomplishments." And, she wiped her eyes and wore that jersey for the rest of the day with all the pride of a genuine, grown-up TRIgirl.
So, can I tell you how proud I am? I cannot. I simply cannot express how proud I am. I don't know if I could have done what she did. I don't know if I could have channeled that drive and pushed myself that hard -- I KNOW I would not have at ten years old!
So, how'd she do? Well let me tell you . . . Team TRIgirl & TRIgirl Daddy took FIRST PLACE in their age group!!! I don't think I've ever seen a happier little girl!! Good job, baby!!! I hope when I grow up, I will be just like you!!
The morning was beautiful and started out perfectly. We chilled out with Coach E and his son Henry (who were Team "Jumbo Shrimp") and I got a fly-by kiss and hello from the lovely and wonderful TRIgirl Twila who was out training for the Run Like a Girl race next weekend!!
When Kelsey and Derek started off in the canoe they looked great! Kelsey was serious and totally had her game face on!
Then, disaster struck! Despite Team TRIgirl's great start, when they were about 100 feet from the end of the canoe leg, they TIPPED their boat!!!! And, of course, being the ultra-stupid Mommy that I am, I had told Kelsey earlier that morning how lucky she was that she was canoeing instead of swimming because I always see snakes in that lake! I really wasn't trying to freak her out -- I totally assumed that since Derek used to be a whitewater rafting guide, that they would actually remain IN the canoe during the race!
Anyway, by the time they swam their boat to shore, dragged it out of the water, emptied and started on their way, Kelsey was crying and they were a few teams up from last place. Again, my "Super Mommy" skills kicked into high gear and while the other spectators were clapping and yelling sympathetic and encouraging words like "It's okay!" and "You're doing great!", I shouted out "Kelsey! You've got to suck it up!!! If you want this, then get it together and go get them on the bike! Now stop crying and PUSH THAT CANOE!!" Yeah, I can't wait for my "Mother of the Year" trophy!
Kelsey looked shaken going into the bike leg and I was worried about how she was going to holdl up mentally for the rest of the race. I found the perfect photo op spot, and I planned to get some great pics of team Jumbo Shrimp (who were a good 10 minutes ahead at the end of the canoe portion) before having to grab my signs for TRIgirl & her Daddy. Suddenly rounding the corner came Team Jumbo Shrimp looking strong and ready to tackle the run. Then imagine how impressed I was when right on their tail was Team TRIgirl & her Daddy!!!! She totally channeled the TRIgirl mojo and had passed almost everyone in her wave on the bike leg! GO itty-bitty TRIgirl!!!!
So all was left was the run. I knew that Kelsey had a chance of placing at her first race if she could keep it up for the run. But I also knew that she was so very tired and had already done such an amazing job on the bike. I was so amazingly proud of her that I was crying before she even took 10 feet in the run!!! I camped out at the finish line and just waited to see her smiling face round the corner. Before I EVER expected her, suddenly, there she was!!! As soon as she saw that finisher's chute, she picked up her pace and her face lit up. When she crossed that line, she came through strong and with an enormous smile on her face!! And, I was so amazingly proud!!
You cannot imagine how special and how valuable it is to me that my children are being raised in an environment that exposes them to such strong, brave, amazing women. The pride they feel when they wear a TRIgirl shirt or hat is absolutely unbelievable. A few weeks ago, Kelsey came in 5th out of 5 in a 5k race. She, understandably, started to cry. I pulled her aside and I told her, "Kelsey don't forget that you are wearing a TRIgirl jersey. Do you know what that means? It means we don't measure ourselves by the numbers. We don't define ourselves by times or place in a race. We believe that ALL women -- and ALL girls -- deserve to be valued just for being on the playing field. Do you know how many people are sleeping right now? How many people were too scared to get out here today and try? How many people simply said "I can't." So, I don't want you to look at that number. I want you to think about just how special YOU are for getting out there today. How hard YOU tried. How YOU felt during that race. What YOU learned. And then, if you have other goals of getting stronger or faster, that's fine. But don't ever let someone else steal your joy or the value of your accomplishments." And, she wiped her eyes and wore that jersey for the rest of the day with all the pride of a genuine, grown-up TRIgirl.
So, can I tell you how proud I am? I cannot. I simply cannot express how proud I am. I don't know if I could have done what she did. I don't know if I could have channeled that drive and pushed myself that hard -- I KNOW I would not have at ten years old!
So, how'd she do? Well let me tell you . . . Team TRIgirl & TRIgirl Daddy took FIRST PLACE in their age group!!! I don't think I've ever seen a happier little girl!! Good job, baby!!! I hope when I grow up, I will be just like you!!
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Trust . . .
This post is specifically for anyone who is getting ready for their first 1/2 Ironman -- most specifically, my awesome TRIgirl teammates who are in the final prep stages for White Lake's 1/2 IM!!
Trust: assured reliance on the ability, strength, or truth of someone or something
Future 1/2 IM'ers: you are now seated, buckled and taking the express track on the crazy train. Yes, I realize that you 'thought' your ride on the crazy train began months ago and consisted of miles upon miles on trainers, endless circles running along the WC hamster trail and permanent goggle eyes from all those hours in the pool -- well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news but you have really been on the 'metro-link' or 'monorail'. It's like the train but it has more flexibility. More stops. Maybe even the ability to get off and get back on after a day or two. But, now you are three weeks out from your first 1/2 IM. Let me put it this way: you have now boarded the official CRAZY Train and it has left the station. There are no more exits. No more stops. Your bags are in the cargo hold. And you must sit. Buckled. Waiting. You can almost see your destination. Maybe if you press your face to the glass and try to look really far ahead -- it's almost within view if you could just streeeetch a bit more to see in front of the train. But, no, that is not possible. Reaching your destination without losing your mind will be entirely dependent on one thing: TRUST
While on the train, you will see many other passengers. Some will spend hours running up and down the aisles. Some will be practicing dry land swimming drills or holding their breath to increase their oxygen capacity. Perhaps one or two will even be sticking their head out the window with their pointy-little aero helmets on. You will wonder: Am I ready? Shouldn't I be sticking my head out the window? Maybe I should have a pointy little helmet. Perhaps, this is the wrong train. Maybe I should have gotten on the short bus instead.
Let me share a secret with you: the HARDEST part of training is TRUSTING IN YOUR TRAINING! You are ready and you need to LET GO. I read this on another site:
"'Learn to let go. That is the key to happiness.'
The Buddha
Think about how badly you want to make the starting line. Use your goals to motivate you to train and then, when it counts the most and the heat of competition is turned up high, LET THEM GO. Success in athletics and life is a paradox. When it counts the most, you must LET GO of outcome and trust yourself. You must trust your training, trust your hard work, trust your muscle memory and relax, letting the race come to you. This is the only way that you can be successful and this is the only way that you’ll ultimately be happy. Holding on to the importance of this performance and dwelling on all that’s at stake will only kill your joy, rob you of your courage and steal your heart in the process. When you LET GO of winning, it will come and find you."
Now how true is that?
Let me guess how you're feeling: "I am not prepared." "I don't know everything." "Other people seem to know so much more than I do." "I'm not ready." "I need to do more." "Was my training program enough?"
Let me assure you of something: If Coach G says you're ready -- YOU ARE READY. Period. You WILL complete your goal. And, learning to trust in this is all part of your training. Training to trust takes just as much concentration, effort and determination as it takes to begin running, swimming or biking. Think about it. At one time in your life, you probably never thought you could run/bike/swim the individual distances of a 1/2 Ironman. But, now here you are and you have done all of those distances individually. Training to trust is the same. It will be hard. It will put you outside of your comfort zone. But it is just as necessary as training for any other discipline.
I used to work part time at a high ropes challenge course. We had this one initiative where participants would climb a 50 ft. narrow telephone pole. Once on top, they would precariously balance on top of the shaking pole while trying to turn around. Once facing the right direction, they would jump to try to catch a trapeze. Now, if the trapeze was on the ground, anyone and everyone could easily jump from one spot and catch it. But, when you are out of your comfort zone, sometimes perfectly reachable goals seem much further out of reach.
Inevitably, participants would climb the pole, balance on top, turn and then pause. Waiting. After all that hard work to get there, they would see their goal right in front of them but not trust in themselves -- or in me as their safety line. I would talk to them and try to coach them through the experience. I would remind them to trust me and my ability in my role. Then I would remind them to trust their equipment. Trust in the strength of their legs. Trust in their ability. Then let go and take that last leap of faith to try to reach their goal. At that point, each person had a choice to make -- listen to some of the people down below who may be whispering about how they did it differently when they climbed the pole or how how they questioned whether the goal was attainable at all. Or they could listen to the voice inside them that believed they could do it and, maybe, listen a little to me -- someone who had led dozens of people up that pole and had seen what it took to reach that goal. Happily, many times participants would choose to block out the whispers and trustingly leap through the air with arms outstretched toward the trapeze. They would come down happy and fulfilled for giving themselves fully to the experience. For those who didn't trust, there was always regret and a wish to do it again. But that wasn't the deal. There was only one chance. No do-overs. No second chances. Their opportunity had passed them. So, do not let doubt creep into your mind after all your hard work. Trust in your ability. Trust in your training. Trust in your coaches - Grandison, Mark, Ed, Som -- they have all seen what it takes to get you to this point. Trust the plan. And then go for your goal with your arms outstretched in front of you!
Now, with all that being said, maybe what you're really worried about is not whether you will finish but whether you will do as well as you'd like to. Maybe you need to reassess what your 'true' goals are. Do you have other 'sub-goals' like making certain times? Well, if that's the case, then that is dependent on YOU. From another site:
"TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR YOUR TRAINING
Want to maximize your chances of reaching your athletic dreams? Then start to practice the 10 most powerful words in the English language: "IF IT IS TO BE IT IS UP TO ME." This means that to be successful you must understand that ultimately, everything rests on your shoulders. In short, it is up to YOU to determine how far you go in your sport. You have to take responsibility for your training. Blaming coaches, teammates, or lack of training opportunities is NOT practicing these 10 words. Don't look for excuses. Don't shoulder others with blame. Take responsibility for yourself and your actions. Understand that you alone have ultimate control over what you get out of practice and how far you go in your sport. Remember, if it is to be, it's up to YOU!"
So, for what it's worth, those are my few words of wisdom about these final tapering weeks. And, remember, to cherish every, single, tiny moment of this journey. This time will go by so fast and will seem like a distant memory at this time next year. Write down your thoughts, share them with your family or keep them for yourself, but find a way to remember everything you are feeling right now. This is an amazing time and an absolutely, awesome experience!!
"It is a great leap of faith you're taking, and the kind that flies in the face of all that logic and common sense we often use to strangle dreams before they get a chance to even see a hint of daylight. It is why you race, it is why we race...and you're going to make it. Enjoy this trip...the highs, the lows, the dark and the lighter moments. You'll have a hell of a time, and any attempt you make to do this will feel far better than the nagging regrets you'd have no answer for in your future if you were to walk away right now. Courage...this is your time to do it." Bob Mina
Rock on TRIgirls!
Disclaimer: Make no mistake -- after only two 1/2 IM's and 1 full Ironman, this post doesn't mean that I think of myself as an 'expert' by any means!! But, I know how a lot of you are feeling right now -- and I hope that sharing some of this helps. Much love!
Trust: assured reliance on the ability, strength, or truth of someone or something
Future 1/2 IM'ers: you are now seated, buckled and taking the express track on the crazy train. Yes, I realize that you 'thought' your ride on the crazy train began months ago and consisted of miles upon miles on trainers, endless circles running along the WC hamster trail and permanent goggle eyes from all those hours in the pool -- well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news but you have really been on the 'metro-link' or 'monorail'. It's like the train but it has more flexibility. More stops. Maybe even the ability to get off and get back on after a day or two. But, now you are three weeks out from your first 1/2 IM. Let me put it this way: you have now boarded the official CRAZY Train and it has left the station. There are no more exits. No more stops. Your bags are in the cargo hold. And you must sit. Buckled. Waiting. You can almost see your destination. Maybe if you press your face to the glass and try to look really far ahead -- it's almost within view if you could just streeeetch a bit more to see in front of the train. But, no, that is not possible. Reaching your destination without losing your mind will be entirely dependent on one thing: TRUST
While on the train, you will see many other passengers. Some will spend hours running up and down the aisles. Some will be practicing dry land swimming drills or holding their breath to increase their oxygen capacity. Perhaps one or two will even be sticking their head out the window with their pointy-little aero helmets on. You will wonder: Am I ready? Shouldn't I be sticking my head out the window? Maybe I should have a pointy little helmet. Perhaps, this is the wrong train. Maybe I should have gotten on the short bus instead.
Let me share a secret with you: the HARDEST part of training is TRUSTING IN YOUR TRAINING! You are ready and you need to LET GO. I read this on another site:
"'Learn to let go. That is the key to happiness.'
The Buddha
Think about how badly you want to make the starting line. Use your goals to motivate you to train and then, when it counts the most and the heat of competition is turned up high, LET THEM GO. Success in athletics and life is a paradox. When it counts the most, you must LET GO of outcome and trust yourself. You must trust your training, trust your hard work, trust your muscle memory and relax, letting the race come to you. This is the only way that you can be successful and this is the only way that you’ll ultimately be happy. Holding on to the importance of this performance and dwelling on all that’s at stake will only kill your joy, rob you of your courage and steal your heart in the process. When you LET GO of winning, it will come and find you."
Now how true is that?
Let me guess how you're feeling: "I am not prepared." "I don't know everything." "Other people seem to know so much more than I do." "I'm not ready." "I need to do more." "Was my training program enough?"
Let me assure you of something: If Coach G says you're ready -- YOU ARE READY. Period. You WILL complete your goal. And, learning to trust in this is all part of your training. Training to trust takes just as much concentration, effort and determination as it takes to begin running, swimming or biking. Think about it. At one time in your life, you probably never thought you could run/bike/swim the individual distances of a 1/2 Ironman. But, now here you are and you have done all of those distances individually. Training to trust is the same. It will be hard. It will put you outside of your comfort zone. But it is just as necessary as training for any other discipline.
I used to work part time at a high ropes challenge course. We had this one initiative where participants would climb a 50 ft. narrow telephone pole. Once on top, they would precariously balance on top of the shaking pole while trying to turn around. Once facing the right direction, they would jump to try to catch a trapeze. Now, if the trapeze was on the ground, anyone and everyone could easily jump from one spot and catch it. But, when you are out of your comfort zone, sometimes perfectly reachable goals seem much further out of reach.
Inevitably, participants would climb the pole, balance on top, turn and then pause. Waiting. After all that hard work to get there, they would see their goal right in front of them but not trust in themselves -- or in me as their safety line. I would talk to them and try to coach them through the experience. I would remind them to trust me and my ability in my role. Then I would remind them to trust their equipment. Trust in the strength of their legs. Trust in their ability. Then let go and take that last leap of faith to try to reach their goal. At that point, each person had a choice to make -- listen to some of the people down below who may be whispering about how they did it differently when they climbed the pole or how how they questioned whether the goal was attainable at all. Or they could listen to the voice inside them that believed they could do it and, maybe, listen a little to me -- someone who had led dozens of people up that pole and had seen what it took to reach that goal. Happily, many times participants would choose to block out the whispers and trustingly leap through the air with arms outstretched toward the trapeze. They would come down happy and fulfilled for giving themselves fully to the experience. For those who didn't trust, there was always regret and a wish to do it again. But that wasn't the deal. There was only one chance. No do-overs. No second chances. Their opportunity had passed them. So, do not let doubt creep into your mind after all your hard work. Trust in your ability. Trust in your training. Trust in your coaches - Grandison, Mark, Ed, Som -- they have all seen what it takes to get you to this point. Trust the plan. And then go for your goal with your arms outstretched in front of you!
Now, with all that being said, maybe what you're really worried about is not whether you will finish but whether you will do as well as you'd like to. Maybe you need to reassess what your 'true' goals are. Do you have other 'sub-goals' like making certain times? Well, if that's the case, then that is dependent on YOU. From another site:
"TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR YOUR TRAINING
Want to maximize your chances of reaching your athletic dreams? Then start to practice the 10 most powerful words in the English language: "IF IT IS TO BE IT IS UP TO ME." This means that to be successful you must understand that ultimately, everything rests on your shoulders. In short, it is up to YOU to determine how far you go in your sport. You have to take responsibility for your training. Blaming coaches, teammates, or lack of training opportunities is NOT practicing these 10 words. Don't look for excuses. Don't shoulder others with blame. Take responsibility for yourself and your actions. Understand that you alone have ultimate control over what you get out of practice and how far you go in your sport. Remember, if it is to be, it's up to YOU!"
So, for what it's worth, those are my few words of wisdom about these final tapering weeks. And, remember, to cherish every, single, tiny moment of this journey. This time will go by so fast and will seem like a distant memory at this time next year. Write down your thoughts, share them with your family or keep them for yourself, but find a way to remember everything you are feeling right now. This is an amazing time and an absolutely, awesome experience!!
"It is a great leap of faith you're taking, and the kind that flies in the face of all that logic and common sense we often use to strangle dreams before they get a chance to even see a hint of daylight. It is why you race, it is why we race...and you're going to make it. Enjoy this trip...the highs, the lows, the dark and the lighter moments. You'll have a hell of a time, and any attempt you make to do this will feel far better than the nagging regrets you'd have no answer for in your future if you were to walk away right now. Courage...this is your time to do it." Bob Mina
Rock on TRIgirls!
Disclaimer: Make no mistake -- after only two 1/2 IM's and 1 full Ironman, this post doesn't mean that I think of myself as an 'expert' by any means!! But, I know how a lot of you are feeling right now -- and I hope that sharing some of this helps. Much love!
Sunday, April 6, 2008
SOOOOOOO proud. . .
Just need to take a moment to be the proud mama here. All three of my girls raced yesterday: Kyle and Kelsey in the 10k and Rylee in the kids' mile. Times are:
Kyle, age 15: 1 hour 14 minutes
Kelsey, age 10: 1 hour 15 minutes
Rylee, age 6: 12 minutes and 31 seconds
I'm sooooo proud of them! They looked fantastic and, more than that, the affect TRIgirls has had on them is nothing less than AMAZING!! Derek ran with Kelsey and said that no fewer than 50 people said "Way to go TRIgirl!" and "Looking strong TRIgirl!" along the course. This was Kelsey's first race and she felt so supported and encouraged!! She even woke up this morning and asked if we could sign her up for the 5k next weekend!! I cannot express how happy and grateful I am that my children have been surrounded and influenced by such powerful and strong women! Because of this, they have learned ways to boost their confidence and I am sure they will grow into women who know they are strong and capable. And, I know they will know how to to help their sisters, daughters, grandmothers, friends and all other women to love themselves for their own "inner athlete" -- regardless of age or ability! Thank you to all the TRIgirls who have helped to shape my wonderful, special, amazing little girls!!
"Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born." Anais Nin
Kyle, age 15: 1 hour 14 minutes
Kelsey, age 10: 1 hour 15 minutes
Rylee, age 6: 12 minutes and 31 seconds
I'm sooooo proud of them! They looked fantastic and, more than that, the affect TRIgirls has had on them is nothing less than AMAZING!! Derek ran with Kelsey and said that no fewer than 50 people said "Way to go TRIgirl!" and "Looking strong TRIgirl!" along the course. This was Kelsey's first race and she felt so supported and encouraged!! She even woke up this morning and asked if we could sign her up for the 5k next weekend!! I cannot express how happy and grateful I am that my children have been surrounded and influenced by such powerful and strong women! Because of this, they have learned ways to boost their confidence and I am sure they will grow into women who know they are strong and capable. And, I know they will know how to to help their sisters, daughters, grandmothers, friends and all other women to love themselves for their own "inner athlete" -- regardless of age or ability! Thank you to all the TRIgirls who have helped to shape my wonderful, special, amazing little girls!!
"Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born." Anais Nin
Friday, April 4, 2008
Appreciate . . .
“We tend to forget that happiness doesn't come as a result of getting something we don't have, but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we do have.”
I visited my doctor for a follow up today. This weekend I am going to go swimming. And, this weekend I am going for a bike ride. Yes, I am back on my feet -- sort of. It will still be a few more weeks until I am allowed to run but that's okay. I will wait. For now, I will swim to swim and bike to bike. Simply for the sheer pleasure of being able to do so. I will not solely focus on improving my time. I will not only think of distance. I will not lament my body's shortcomings or criticize my body for things I think it should be better at. I will thank my body for giving me the opportunity to be strong. I will appreciate what I have.
I believe that everything happens for a reason. And, like most things that happen in my life, when this happened I tried to think of what kind of learning I could take away from this experience. I discovered that need to treat my body better. I dont just need to fuel it and exercise it. So from now on, I will treat my body better. I will care for it. Listen to it. Appreciate it. I will value what it can do for me so that I can spend my time doing what I love so much.
And, soon, I will be out there with my teammates again. And, I can't wait.
I visited my doctor for a follow up today. This weekend I am going to go swimming. And, this weekend I am going for a bike ride. Yes, I am back on my feet -- sort of. It will still be a few more weeks until I am allowed to run but that's okay. I will wait. For now, I will swim to swim and bike to bike. Simply for the sheer pleasure of being able to do so. I will not solely focus on improving my time. I will not only think of distance. I will not lament my body's shortcomings or criticize my body for things I think it should be better at. I will thank my body for giving me the opportunity to be strong. I will appreciate what I have.
I believe that everything happens for a reason. And, like most things that happen in my life, when this happened I tried to think of what kind of learning I could take away from this experience. I discovered that need to treat my body better. I dont just need to fuel it and exercise it. So from now on, I will treat my body better. I will care for it. Listen to it. Appreciate it. I will value what it can do for me so that I can spend my time doing what I love so much.
And, soon, I will be out there with my teammates again. And, I can't wait.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Seriously?!?
Is fate playing some sort of evil little joke on me? I'll make this short -- my doctor (who is the head of the practice's sports medicine deparment) was out of town last week when my MRI films first came back. The doctor acting in his absence stated "stress reaction" so that is what we've been basing my treatment on. Yesterday I had a follow up with my doctor and he elluded to the fact that he thought he did, indeed, see a crack in my bone. I didn't think much of it because there was still the chance it was a stress reaction -- and I wanted to be optimistic. He said he was going to have a friend of his (who also happens to be the head of VCU's sports department) take a second look at my films. Today I got a call. He and the other doctor both concur that after a second examination of my films they most definitely see a crack. It is a full stress fracture. I am now on crutches. I can do NOTHING for two weeks. This SUCKS!!!!
You know, you get to a point where you just have to laugh. I'm not there yet.
(PS - I am so grateful for all of you guys and your kind words though! It really does make me feel so much better. Thank you . . . )
You know, you get to a point where you just have to laugh. I'm not there yet.
(PS - I am so grateful for all of you guys and your kind words though! It really does make me feel so much better. Thank you . . . )
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Bye-bye Pink Lake . . .
I had another doctor's appointment today to discuss my full recovery plan. Long story but White Lake is out. He really feels that it's just not enough time to heal well enough to run that distance. He did make me one guarantee: if I did run White Lake I would most definitely come home in some serious pain and, quite possibly, with the kind of stress fracture that would require pins or crutches in order to immobilize the hip. He actually said he didn't think I should walk it -- primarily because he thinks I would end up deciding to run (God, am I that transparent?!?). I finally conceeded and said I would do whatever I needed to do to make sure I could race at 100% at Timberman. So the plan now is 4 weeks of swimming (no pushing off the walls) and cycling. I will then let my body do what my body can do and heal in the amount of time it takes to heal so that I can race strong in New Hampshire.
I need to say this outloud: I am SOOOOOO bummed. Many, many tears have been shed(and, really, I don't cry). I'm hoping Set Up will agree to let me pull someone in as a runner and I can turn my entry into a relay but I'm still waiting to hear from them. Otherwise, I will still go to White Lake. I will swim and bike my ass off and then miserably sulk up to an official and grudgingly turn in my chip -- as a DNF. O-u-c-h. I have never quit anything in my life. This is going to hurt.
I'm going to have a glass of wine and allow myself to just sit and pout tonight. Tomorrow I will realize that I'm a damn lucky lady who should be counting the millions of blessings I have instead of magnifying one disappointing hiccup in in my life. But, again, tonight I allow myself to wallow. :(
I need to say this outloud: I am SOOOOOO bummed. Many, many tears have been shed(and, really, I don't cry). I'm hoping Set Up will agree to let me pull someone in as a runner and I can turn my entry into a relay but I'm still waiting to hear from them. Otherwise, I will still go to White Lake. I will swim and bike my ass off and then miserably sulk up to an official and grudgingly turn in my chip -- as a DNF. O-u-c-h. I have never quit anything in my life. This is going to hurt.
I'm going to have a glass of wine and allow myself to just sit and pout tonight. Tomorrow I will realize that I'm a damn lucky lady who should be counting the millions of blessings I have instead of magnifying one disappointing hiccup in in my life. But, again, tonight I allow myself to wallow. :(
Thursday, March 13, 2008
The results are in . . .
Well, it is not a full fracture. It's a stress reaction of my left femur. What the heck does that mean? Oh, I'm so glad you asked because I, too, had no clue. Apparently, stress fractures are more complex than one might think. And some doctors no longer refer to incidents of stress on your bones as a "fracture" and only refer to them as stress reactions unless you have a complete fracture. From my conversation with my doctor I understand it this way: there are three levels of stress related injuries to your bone: stress reactions (swelling of the bone marrow which causes stress to the outer layer of the bone) which then leads to a stress fracture (cracks in the outer layer from the swelling) then a full fracture (more like a splintering of the outer layer of bone). Although I am in the stage of "stress reaction" he said based on the MRI films he feels that I would have advanced to the level of "stress fracture" had I continued for even one more week of running. Damn. Had I followed Dr. A's instructions (which was to do physical therapy on my hip flexor, take a short run to "loosen up" today and then do the 13.1 on Sunday) he feels I would most definitely have come home with a stress fracture.
Okay, so what's the plan? One, no longer follow anything Dr. A said. Two, I take two full weeks off of running and cross-train on anything that does not cause ANY amount of pain to the femur. I'm hoping my plan can be to bike, swim and use the elliptical or do deep water running. In two weeks I can try running 1/4 to 1/2 mile to see how much healing has occurred. If I'm not in pain for a day or two after the run, I can do it again. Then I can begin increasing by 1/2 mile-1 mile at a time based on my pain levels. If I feel pain at all, I back off and then continue from where I was before I increased my mileage.
So, what the hell does that mean for White Lake? Well, here's my plan. I'm racing. Period. I'm going to follow the doctor's orders to a "T" until White Lake. Then, I'm racing -- sure, it won't be fast and it's sure to be a bit painful but I'll finish. I mean, really. It's not like I was planning on winning anyway. If I come home with a stress fracture then I will take 6-8 weeks off of running and I'll still have 6 weeks to ramp up for Timberman. If I don't come home with a stress fracture but find that my healing has been compromised, then I just start over with the slow, short runs while monitoring my pain level. Of course, this "Super Plan" has not been reviewed by my doctor (or by Coach G)!
I'm bummed about the time off from running but I do appreciate that in our efforts to get me seen ASAP, Derek and I accidentally made appointments for me with two different doctors on the same day. And I appreciate that my friend Jenn told me to just go ahead and see both when I told her I was going to cancel one of them. Had that not happened, I would have cancelled my appointment with Dr. B and just seen Dr. A. And, then I would have been in a world of hurt!!
You know, I'm really kinda pissed at Dr. A. See, if I only had gone to Dr. A I would have done the physical therapy thing thinking that I simply had a tight hip flexor. Not only would I have run the Half Marathon this weekend but I would have continued running afterward thinking that my hip flexor was just tight. And, do you know what could happen if a stress fracture of the femur goes untreated and becomes a full-on fracture? Look it up. It's not good. Let me put it this way, 2008 would have been shot. Maybe a lot of 2009, too. And, the more doctors I speak to, the more I've been told that because of the complications associated with a stress fracture of the femur, the industry standard is to get an MRI. X-rays are almost useless unless the stress fracture is very advanced. Shouldn't Dr. A have known this??? Honestly, it pisses me off.
Anyway, at least White Lake's 1/2 is not completely out of the question. I guess I'll just have to be really good about listening to the doctor. That's a challenge for me -- but Derek is here to make sure I don't get all "teenage rebel" about it.
To all you gals running Shamrock this weekend GOOD LUCK!! Run fast and I hope you have a tailwind the entire way! I'll be thinking of you!!! xoxo
Okay, so what's the plan? One, no longer follow anything Dr. A said. Two, I take two full weeks off of running and cross-train on anything that does not cause ANY amount of pain to the femur. I'm hoping my plan can be to bike, swim and use the elliptical or do deep water running. In two weeks I can try running 1/4 to 1/2 mile to see how much healing has occurred. If I'm not in pain for a day or two after the run, I can do it again. Then I can begin increasing by 1/2 mile-1 mile at a time based on my pain levels. If I feel pain at all, I back off and then continue from where I was before I increased my mileage.
So, what the hell does that mean for White Lake? Well, here's my plan. I'm racing. Period. I'm going to follow the doctor's orders to a "T" until White Lake. Then, I'm racing -- sure, it won't be fast and it's sure to be a bit painful but I'll finish. I mean, really. It's not like I was planning on winning anyway. If I come home with a stress fracture then I will take 6-8 weeks off of running and I'll still have 6 weeks to ramp up for Timberman. If I don't come home with a stress fracture but find that my healing has been compromised, then I just start over with the slow, short runs while monitoring my pain level. Of course, this "Super Plan" has not been reviewed by my doctor (or by Coach G)!
I'm bummed about the time off from running but I do appreciate that in our efforts to get me seen ASAP, Derek and I accidentally made appointments for me with two different doctors on the same day. And I appreciate that my friend Jenn told me to just go ahead and see both when I told her I was going to cancel one of them. Had that not happened, I would have cancelled my appointment with Dr. B and just seen Dr. A. And, then I would have been in a world of hurt!!
You know, I'm really kinda pissed at Dr. A. See, if I only had gone to Dr. A I would have done the physical therapy thing thinking that I simply had a tight hip flexor. Not only would I have run the Half Marathon this weekend but I would have continued running afterward thinking that my hip flexor was just tight. And, do you know what could happen if a stress fracture of the femur goes untreated and becomes a full-on fracture? Look it up. It's not good. Let me put it this way, 2008 would have been shot. Maybe a lot of 2009, too. And, the more doctors I speak to, the more I've been told that because of the complications associated with a stress fracture of the femur, the industry standard is to get an MRI. X-rays are almost useless unless the stress fracture is very advanced. Shouldn't Dr. A have known this??? Honestly, it pisses me off.
Anyway, at least White Lake's 1/2 is not completely out of the question. I guess I'll just have to be really good about listening to the doctor. That's a challenge for me -- but Derek is here to make sure I don't get all "teenage rebel" about it.
To all you gals running Shamrock this weekend GOOD LUCK!! Run fast and I hope you have a tailwind the entire way! I'll be thinking of you!!! xoxo
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
First off -- let me say -- I know a bunch of really smart women!! It's clear that everyone thinks I need to check out what the heck is going on with my leg before I commmit to any kind of running right now. And, I agree. DB's comment really hit home. Injuries do suck. Missing a race sucks. Missing an entire tri season would suck WAY more.
So, tomorrow I'm going follow Dr. A's advice and go to physical therapy to work out my hip flexor AND I'm following Dr. B's advice and getting my MRI. Luckily, Dr. B was able to talk the hospital into fitting me in -- albeit at 9pm at night! Who knew they did MRI's that late? I supposed I should "appreciate" (see, I'm using my "word"!) that I'm able to get it done so quickly. I'm not sure how long it will take before I get the results back but I'm hoping before the weekend. If it's a stress fracture, I'll deal with it. If it's not -- then I'll do a crazy, excited, little happy dance, take it easy, go to PT and then see how I feel about Sunday.
I, too, was a lot smarter about my "training" today and did the injured athlete's favorite exercise: swimming. That means I've swam TWICE in the same week!! That in itself is a miracle! It actually felt really nice to just chill out and swim. I managed to swim close to 2 miles before I got ridiculously bored and had to leave. I'm hoping that the swimming will at least keep me from gaining weight from all the "stress related" chocolate I've been eating!!
So, tomorrow I'm going follow Dr. A's advice and go to physical therapy to work out my hip flexor AND I'm following Dr. B's advice and getting my MRI. Luckily, Dr. B was able to talk the hospital into fitting me in -- albeit at 9pm at night! Who knew they did MRI's that late? I supposed I should "appreciate" (see, I'm using my "word"!) that I'm able to get it done so quickly. I'm not sure how long it will take before I get the results back but I'm hoping before the weekend. If it's a stress fracture, I'll deal with it. If it's not -- then I'll do a crazy, excited, little happy dance, take it easy, go to PT and then see how I feel about Sunday.
I, too, was a lot smarter about my "training" today and did the injured athlete's favorite exercise: swimming. That means I've swam TWICE in the same week!! That in itself is a miracle! It actually felt really nice to just chill out and swim. I managed to swim close to 2 miles before I got ridiculously bored and had to leave. I'm hoping that the swimming will at least keep me from gaining weight from all the "stress related" chocolate I've been eating!!
Monday, March 10, 2008
Hope . . .
Today I went to the doctor -- well, two doctors actually because I wanted an instant second opinion. Both doctors specialize in sports medicine and both doctors gave me almost the same diagnosis for my leg pain. They suspect I may be suffering from a femoral stress fracture or a femoral neck stress fracture. Both doctors have different ways of dealing with this but it starts with an x-ray, MRI and hope/prayer/wishing that it is not a stress fracture and it is only some other weird obscure pain that develops as a part of training.
Anyway, here's what was said:
Doctor "A": This doctor read the x-rays and said that there did not seem to be a stress fracture. I was told that I could run but not bike and that I should see a physical therapist to do exercises to loosen my hip flexors. The theory was that the hip flexors could be putting pressure on my femoral nerve and is causing me to experience a "pinched nerve" feeling when I run. Okay, I'll buy that. But, I have to admit it seemed a little odd to me that Dr. A also said that I could continue running and it would be no problem to run the half-marathon this weekend. I mean, I'm seriously limping after a two mile run. Not that I don't think I could make it through a half marathon. My last long run was about 10 miles. It hurts when I start and it KILLS when I finish but it's somewhat manageable during the actual run.
Doctor "B" also ordered x-rays but said that most stress fractures to the femoral neck cannot be seen on an x-ray and, therefore, should be followed up with an MRI. Dr. B said that we could not really think about a recovery plan until we could definitively rule out stress fracture. What? I mean, I at least want options!! he said stress fracture would mean weeks of elliptical, biking and swimming instead of running. NOT the answer I wanted -- I'd rather go with Dr. A's whole tight hip flexor thing. He also said that I could bike but not run AT ALL until we got the results back since continuing to run on a femoral stress fracture can sometimes -- albeit rarely -- do so much damage that it causes complete hip replacement in an otherwise healthy young individual. Uh, no thank you.
So, I spoke with a friend of friend in the medical field. We'll call this one Doctor "C". Dr. C said that Dr. A should probably not have done some of the testing that was done on me (like asking me to jump up and down on one foot) if there was even the slightest indication that I had a femoral stress fracture. Dr. C also said that stress fractures of this type don't commonly show up on x-rays unless they are severe and concurred that an MRI is needed to completely rule out a stress fracture. Dr. C also said if two doctors' initial thought was that it was a stress fracture, then I needed to make sure that I was fully checked out before running again. If for no other reason than to get myself mentally straight during the run. The last thing I would need during a long run is to think I could be damaging myself to the point of needing a hip replacement! Although, that seems a little dramatic to me. I mean, really, a hip replacement? I'm not sure if I'm buying that.
But, keep in mind, I'm also a COMPLETE idiot. You know what I did? I actually was so upset about this that I went to the gym and got on the elliptical -- but then got pissed that I couldn't run and got on the treadmill and knocked out 2 miles. Sure I had to hold the handrails for the first 1/4 mile but then I felt okay. And then I walked like Quasimodo to my car and went home to take some Ibuprofen with a large wine chaser. Okay, and you want to know something else that's weird? Honestly, the only reason I'm blogging about this is because I'm superstitious. I think if I say it outloud, then I'll put a jinx on the whole "stress fracture" thing and it will really end up being nothing. I know. I'm totally strange. See why it was so difficult for me to narrow my weirdness down to only seven things in that earlier post? Honestly, I think I may be borderline retarded.
Anyway, now I have no clue what to do. Run the Half on Sunday (yay! but, ouch)?? Not run it (boo! but is that smarter since White Lake's in 2 months?)??? ARGH! I just don't know. Should I go with Dr. A because it's more of what I want to hear? Or play it safe and go with Dr. B who is being more conservative?? Damn. I have no clue what to do!!!!!!!!!!!
For now, I think I'll just hope it goes away. And have another glass of wine.
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Muscle Bob Buff Pants, Here I Come . . .
Tonight I. Went. Swimming. Yep, you heard right. "SpongeBob Arms" went to swim training! Okay, I realize that that's not really that impressive since it's only the first official swim training of the year! But, it felt SOOOO good and I'm really going to try to make it to more swims this year. So to keep me honest and on track I'm publicly stating where I'm at and where I hope to be by the end of the season:
Current times:
100 yard swim: 1:19
Running timed mile: 7:39; 10k: 54:13
Average bike speed based on my last 27 mile ride: 17.6 mph (okay, that hurt to write down -- I consistently averaged 19 mph on 50 miles rides last year. Apparently, I've gotten lazy -- that sucks.)
End of Season Goals:
100 yard swim: 1:05
Timed mile: 7:15; 10k: 50 minutes; 5k: 25 minutes
Average bike speed for a 50 mile ride: 20 mph
Okay. So now that it's there in black and white, I'm hoping it will help me stay focused to do it!! But, if I resort back to my old ways and you don't see me at swim training -- feel free to harass the hell out of me!!!
Friday, February 29, 2008
GOOD LUCK!!!!!!!!
Wishing a safe, fun filled, fantastic, super speedy race to Kathy Miller and Greg Mathe who are participating in IM New Zealand today!!! Both are first-time Ironman competitors! (You can read about Kathy's journey to IMNZ here: Kathy's Ironman Blog)
As of right now, (2:30 a.m. NZ time) it's RAINING there with 13 mph sustained winds!! I'm going to go outside and do my anti-rain dance!!
Good luck guys! Go kick some ass!!!
PS - Can't seem to find Athlete Tracking for this race!! ARGH!!!
As of right now, (2:30 a.m. NZ time) it's RAINING there with 13 mph sustained winds!! I'm going to go outside and do my anti-rain dance!!
Good luck guys! Go kick some ass!!!
PS - Can't seem to find Athlete Tracking for this race!! ARGH!!!
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Spongebob Arms . . .
If I haven't said this before, I only swim during races. I don't really train at all. Pretty much a complete slacker. I only got in the pool something like 5 times (with the exception of during races) for the entire year prior to Ironman Florida. How stupid is that?!? I have often told people that this way of training has left me with Arnold Schwarznegger legs and Spongebob arms. Last night, it was proven beyond a doubt.
My mother got the kids a Wii for Christmas but it was backordered. It arrived last night.
Today . . . I'm embarassed to admit . . . my arms are sore . . . . from playing virtual boxing, tennis and baseball!!! I'm a FREAKIN' IRONMAN for God's sake! I can't believe I need a recovery day after playing a video game!! Needless to say, you will see me at a few more swim practices this year.
Hmmm. Perpaps this is a sign that I should re-think my whole "don't ever lift anything over 12 ozs." stregth-training plan.
My mother got the kids a Wii for Christmas but it was backordered. It arrived last night.
Today . . . I'm embarassed to admit . . . my arms are sore . . . . from playing virtual boxing, tennis and baseball!!! I'm a FREAKIN' IRONMAN for God's sake! I can't believe I need a recovery day after playing a video game!! Needless to say, you will see me at a few more swim practices this year.
Hmmm. Perpaps this is a sign that I should re-think my whole "don't ever lift anything over 12 ozs." stregth-training plan.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Go TEAM HIGH ROAD!!
The Tour of California is taking place right now and it holds a very special place in my heart. Mostly because it covers roads and routes that I have travelled so many times growing up in Cali. And one stage goes through the town where Derek and I were living right before we moved -- almost right by our house. Ahhh, if only the tour was around when we were living there. . .
Anyway, this year I am 100% backing Team High Road. Not only do they have a woman's team (YEAH!!), but they are an amazing team that is trying to bring back the respect that true cyclists and cycling teams deserve. With all the recent doping scandals, it's hard to believe in the skill and amazing athleticism associated with cycling. But Team High Road was started in order to be "transparently drug free". I mean, listen to this:
"Our teams are founded on the principles of clean and fair sport, personal commitment, and placing ones goals beside those of the team. We strive to create an environment of success for our athletes using the best methods, technology and personal development tools found across the world of sport. Our goals are to make change happen, to win by fair means, and represent the best aspects of sport."
HELL, YEAH! They actually test their riders more often and under stricter guidelines than are required. George Hincapie is their main "name" but they are filled with great riders and one of our guys is currently in 3rd place.
Check them out at www.highroadsports.com. They're worth watching. In the meantime, send some good ol' mojo toward Team High Road!!
Friday, February 15, 2008
Here comes the sun . . .
I realize it has been just over a month since my last blog but life has just gotten crazy. And with things that are just not bloggable -- at least not enjoyably bloggable. But, today. Today was fantastic. Today it was sunny and I got to train outdoors. I forgot how much I missed being on my bike while enjoying the sunshine. Sure it was a bit windy. And, yes, a 3 hour bike ride followed by a 6 miles run may not sound like "fun" but, God, it cleared my head and cleansed my spirit.
I want to remove my hat, close my eyes,and feel the sun, warm and intermittent, on my face.”
William Collins
Today was a good day. Filled with sunshine, love (I was riding with my wonderful Derek) and friendship (my friend Jenn joined for a lap or two and I even ran into TG SanDee). Thank you Mother Nature for giving us this wonderful day in the middle of February!
I want to remove my hat, close my eyes,and feel the sun, warm and intermittent, on my face.”
William Collins
Today was a good day. Filled with sunshine, love (I was riding with my wonderful Derek) and friendship (my friend Jenn joined for a lap or two and I even ran into TG SanDee). Thank you Mother Nature for giving us this wonderful day in the middle of February!
Friday, January 11, 2008
My word. . .
I have been thinking long and hard about my "word". The TRIgirls have been given an assignment to come up with one word that they will use as their focus for 2008. Choosing a word has proven be much more difficult than I initially thought. There are so many words that partially define what I'm aiming for but and it was really very difficult for me to find one word that fully encompassed everything that motivates me, encourages me and truly inspires me.
Then suddenly, I figured it out. My word is:
APPRECIATE
I know. Initially most people will think, what the heck? It's not the typical inspirational word like "courage", "confidence" "believe" or "persevere". But, when I thought about it, it really seemed to fit what I was focusing on this year.
The official Webster definition states:
appreciate
1. to be grateful or thankful for; I need to remember this more often. I am thankful and completely grateful to be on this journey. When I find myself complaining about waking up early, or the social plans I may miss or the difficulty involved in training I need to remind myself that I am truly fortunate to be able to do this. And, I need to show my family and friends how much they mean to me. I am so lucky to be surrounded by the people I have in my life. I want to give back to them this year and show them how much I appreciate having them in my life.
2. to be fully conscious of; be aware of; detect: ie: to appreciate the dangers of a situation. this, too, is something I need to focus on this year. Whether I'm running, biking or swimming I need to be fully aware of how significant every moment is. These are not moments to be wasted but should instead be cherished. I also need to appreciate what my body can -- and can't -- do at any given time. I want to really concentrate on how to listen to my body and to train smart this year.
3. to raise in value. In doing all of these things I want to raise the value of myself as a friend, a wife, a mother and an athlete. By the end of this year, I would like to know that I have become better in my own eyes and in they eyes of those that I love.
So, that's my word. APPRECIATE. Tomorrow as I'm sitting on the bike, I'm sure I will have to remind myself to appreciate the experience more than once!!
Then suddenly, I figured it out. My word is:
APPRECIATE
I know. Initially most people will think, what the heck? It's not the typical inspirational word like "courage", "confidence" "believe" or "persevere". But, when I thought about it, it really seemed to fit what I was focusing on this year.
The official Webster definition states:
appreciate
1. to be grateful or thankful for; I need to remember this more often. I am thankful and completely grateful to be on this journey. When I find myself complaining about waking up early, or the social plans I may miss or the difficulty involved in training I need to remind myself that I am truly fortunate to be able to do this. And, I need to show my family and friends how much they mean to me. I am so lucky to be surrounded by the people I have in my life. I want to give back to them this year and show them how much I appreciate having them in my life.
2. to be fully conscious of; be aware of; detect: ie: to appreciate the dangers of a situation. this, too, is something I need to focus on this year. Whether I'm running, biking or swimming I need to be fully aware of how significant every moment is. These are not moments to be wasted but should instead be cherished. I also need to appreciate what my body can -- and can't -- do at any given time. I want to really concentrate on how to listen to my body and to train smart this year.
3. to raise in value. In doing all of these things I want to raise the value of myself as a friend, a wife, a mother and an athlete. By the end of this year, I would like to know that I have become better in my own eyes and in they eyes of those that I love.
So, that's my word. APPRECIATE. Tomorrow as I'm sitting on the bike, I'm sure I will have to remind myself to appreciate the experience more than once!!
Monday, January 7, 2008
Margo has tagged me to list seven weird things about me! HAHAHA!! Seven!! More like seven HUNDRED!!
1. I love peanut butter and pickle sandwiches. Really. Try it. You'll love it.
2. I pick my toe nails constantly. I know. Gross. But, I swear, I never bite them. My daughter, Booger, however, bites hers all the time.
3. I like to read the Dictionary. Words are just cool.
4. I'm scared of the dark. Totally, completely petrified.
5. I'm a wee bit scared of midgets. I know it's wrong. And, there's no reason for it. I have no excuse. It's just a flaw of mine.
6. I have a tic. I "sniffle" my nose. Sort of like Bewitched but not nearly as cute. I don't know why. My nose doesn't itch and it's not running. I just sniffle it.
7. I can wave my pinky toe. Without moving any other toes on my feet, I can make my pinky toe stick out and wave. On both feet, too. I know. The talent is endless.
But I'm okay with my weirdness. In fact, whenever I do something weird and Derek looks at me funny I tell him "Yeah, I'm weird but these are all the things you'd miss about me if I were dead." And, he would! Where else is he going to find some girl who eats peanut butter & pickle sandwiches while running from midgets waving her pinky toes?!?
Okay, so now who to tag??? Everyone's already been taken!! So, I'll just go ahead and TAG Derek (who has no blog but reads mine so he can post his weirdness for all to see!) and Kathy from NZ. So let's hear it! Bring on the weird!
Thursday, January 3, 2008
I'M SO HAPPY!!!
Sing with me "It's the most wonderful time of the year . . ." Okay, I know. That's a wacky way to follow up my whole "I hate winter" tantrum but last night I registered for the first tri of the season. Woohoo!! I can feel it coming. The training that we say we hate but we secretly long for, the comraderie of being on an awesome team, the setbacks, the PRs, the excitement of race day. Woohoo, again!!! I get excited just thinking about that moment right before you start a race when your adrenaline is pumping and your jumping out of your skin!! Toeing that line and thinking, "will my training payoff? is today a good day or will I struggle?" and, really, "will I do myself proud?" I just LOVE race day! It totally makes up for all those days of waking up at the crack of dawn just to drag your sleepy butt out of bed to run in -1,000 degrees!
There will be 33 of us at the first race and it's going to be FLIPPIN' AMAZING!!! I can't explain how awesome it is to see that pink on the course -- high-fiving, encouraging one another, and cheering eachother on. It makes the race such a great experience.
Woohoo, for a third time!!! Bring on the tri-season!!!!!
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