This past weekend, I was at Augusta for the 70.3 Half Ironman. Not to race it, but to support and cheer my husband in this first (almost) triathlon. I’ve always known that I’ve missed my calling as a race cheerleader because the next best thing to being in the race is cheering the racers. I love the adrenalin rush and love the overwhelming feeling of motivation that comes over me. I’m quite ready to hulk over and sign up for…
I am constantly amazed at how the Universe sends signals in the most random places that can influence or empower us if we are listening. Life and running/triathlon are so intertwined with each other that there are plenty of life lessons to be learned from running/triathlon and vice-versa. Last week, I attended a triathlon transition clinic by Dan Arnett of Endurance Concepts, an Atlanta based coaching group. While it had the basics of transition (the what, the why and the how),…
Tri-ing again was a great feeling. An almost first time and this time, I loved it! Having registered for the race at a rather last minute, I was surprisingly calm and not nervous at all. Sure I was nervous about the swim and hills on the bike, but nothing that is close to the near state of nervous wreck I usually am on race day! Having friends to come cheer us on at some insane early hours sure helped! …
The last time I wanted to do a triathlon (IronGirl in May), I had close to panic attacks just thinking about it. So when thoughts of Acworth Women’s Sprint triathlon rolled up, I firmly pushed it away. I did not want to feel overwhelmed and lose fun. But I had a brand new bike and was biking a bit to cross train. There were friends who were doing open water swims for their longer distances, who were awesome enough to…
As the alarm went off at 5:30am (again!) and I started the long drive up to the lake for an open water swim, I wondered why exactly I was doing this. I haven’t signed up for any race, I don’t have to do XX miles or XX workout, and I certainly don’t have to drive 40min to face one of my biggest fears – an open water swim. But when I saw this gorgeous sunrise on my way, I knew…
Last Friday, with a sudden burst of dutch courage (the same one that makes me do some crazy things once in a while!) I decided to go to the 50m county pool instead of my usual 25yds. To get used to the cold, I tried the bobbing in water technique suggested at OWS clinic (not really that cold at 81F, but as usual it felt so to me at first dip.). It helped a little, but not too much so I…
Everytime our conversation brings up the word “Augusta”, my husband just nods. I am nervous, excited and a bit anxious about how the next 20 weeks will shape out. This is one of the times when I am glad that my husband is more level headed and takes things cool, without majorly showing any reaction or wearing his heart on his sleeve. Because I am reacting plenty for both of us! Did I mention that I am freaking out? I am…