Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Summer of Fun: Mid Season Recap

I am not really sure how this happened, but it is July 22nd.  More than half the summer is over but it has been jam packed full of fun and adventure.

I  really wanted this year's race season to be relatively easy and not full of pressure.

 My plan has been to do some new races and events, revisit some old favorites that I haven't done for a while and sprinkle in a few favorites.

So far, so good.  It has been nice to pull back a bit on training intensity this year and to work on resting and rehabbing my hip a bit.  I've also made some new tri and running friends, which is always a plus.
There is still lots of races to come this season, with my "A" race being Ironman Arizona 70.3 on October 18th.  The big unknown is whether or not I'll do another Ironman in 2016.   I'll be volunteering at Madison in September and at Arizona in November.  Madison pulls at me like the Sirens.  Realistically, Arizona may be a more "friendly" venue for me at this point.   Lots of time to decide if either one is reasonable.  If not, I may have found some other really wonderful activities to fill my time, my interest and my future summers.  

Here is a recap of my season so far:

Minnetonka 1/2 marathon:  An oldie but a goodie.  I had done this race many times, many years ago, when it was known as the Wells Fargo 1/2.  It was always a fun race, even though, with the sheer number of speedy runners, I was generally at the back of the pack within the first 1/4 mile of the race.   I wanted to do this one this year as it was one of the events that the tri team i've been doing some training with was also doing.  I was NOT ready for a 1/2 by the time I wanted to register, so I enlisted the help of my good friend Gary to run the race as a rely team.  I had to run the first half and he got to finish it up.  All in all, a good day.

Esprit de She Duathlon:  My first new event for the year and my third duathlon ever.  It turned out to be very enjoyable, despite cold, windy and rainy weather.  The course distances of a 2 mile run/11 mile bike/2 mile run were very do-able for an early season start.  The field was all women, and plenty of newbies.  Both the pre and post race events were pretty fun too.  This event will be on my list for 2016. 

Buffalo Sprint:  Summer kicked off with an old favorite.  Buffalo was the first outdoor tri I ever did, way back in 2005.  I love the venue, the field is friendly and it is always a lot of fun. With the early June race date, the lake temps can be cold, but we lucked out this year.  The water temperature was very pleasant.  I had forgotten that the bike course had some hills, but still and all, very pretty course.  The run course was changed due to construction.  Instead of a fairly flat out and back, we had some hills.  Of all the disciplines, I'm most disappointed with my running this year.  When my hip and psoas flare up, I have a hard time with my gait, so I end up sort of plodding.  My left stride is fine, my right stride gets clunky, but clunky is better than sitting on the couch, so... it's all good.

Hillfest:  Ahhh, Hillfest.  I have a love/hate relationship with Hillfest.  it is a great event; well organized; good course options, really good training opportunity to practice climbs and descents.  However, when they say Hillfest, the operative word is HILL.  This event reminded me that I was NOT training for Iornman Wisconsin.  My rides up to this point had been mostly on the flats, so some of the climbs were a rude awakening for me.  The day started with rain, which is not a great combination with hills.  Wet pavement makes it hard for me to feel too comfortable to be ride more aggressively on the downhills and is also a little tricky on the uphills.  (Right or wrong, I get nervous about my wheel slipping out from underneath me).  I guess some of my concern may have been warranted.  My brakes were not reacting or gripping normally.  I stopped at one of the rest stops to have a mechanic look at them.  The very nice man told me that my brake pads were basically nonexistent.  I decided that I had had enough and was not going to temp the Brakes Gods, so I took the sag wagon back to transition with a couple of other guys, who also had also decided to call it a day.

Grandma's 1/2 marathon:  I went back to my roots with this one.  This was my 6th G'mas event (3 marathons and two prior 1/2 marathons).  More recently, I've opted out of this one to run Fargo.  Both events are really well organized, and Fargo can be a little more pocketbook friendly, but for whatever reason, I really wanted to go back to Duluth this year.  I applied for the lottery and miraculously got in.  I'm so very glad I did.  I had forgotten how really beautiful the course is and how fun the people of Duluth make the event.  Race day was another rainy one, but it wasn't so bad as to make the run uncomfortable.  I ran the race with no expectations for a finish time, but rather just to have fun and take it in.  I ran a nice and even run/walk rhythm and even my hip held up until right after Lemondrop Hill (about mile 10).  After that, I just shuffled along (literally) until I hit the finish line.

HER Madison 5K:  The timing for this event was perfect.  I had planned to be in Madison to do a little riding on the Ironman course when this new event popped up on the calendar, so I had the opportunity to run too.  The race also hosted a 1/2 marathon, but I was really only interested in doing the 5K.  As its name suggested, it was another women-only event, and for an inaugural event, they drew pretty good numbers for both races.   The 5K course was surprisingly hilly (and how they managed to have more UP than DOWN, is a mystery to me...) but I managed to pull off my first race in a very long time with a running pace in the 10s.  This may not sound like a big deal to the average person, but to me,  with my pacing struggles since this hip thing started last year, it was a welcome, welcome gift.   Great medal; lots of really good and useful swag too.

Timberman Oly:  Another annual favorite of mine.  I really love this race. It has a small field, the lake is really clean and the bike course has enough up and down to be both interesting and challenging.  The oly run course is a bit of a bear though.  Runners are on pavement until just after the 5K turnaround spot  where we then move on to dirt road.  It is not very shady and there are always horseflies, who seem to find sweaty, tired runners delicious.  This year, though, I was not on their menu.   I had a great swim and was humming along on the bike when, at mile 19.41, I ended up with a punctured tire.   A nice policeman gave me and my bike a ride back to transition, where I called it a day.  I did go out for a run, but didn't do the official course, hence avoiding the horseflies.

Heart of the Lakes Sprint:  First time on this course and it was terrific.   The race itself is fun, but the piece de resistance was being able to do this event with my cousin, Cindy.  It was her very first triathlon EVER.  She trained hard all spring, and all on her own (she lives in California). Open water swimming was a totally new concept for her, along with stringing together the swim, bike and run in to one event.  We had a blast doing each leg of the event together and she did wonderfully.   I am very, very proud of her.

Ragbrai One Day Ride:  So if I don't do Iornman next year (or after I really DO retire form long course events), I think I could get my head (and legs) around doing bike events like Ragbrai (or Bike Across Minnesota or Ride Across Wisconsin or ANY of the Escape Adventure rides).  Another good friend, Cheryl, had done the full week ride in 2011.  (She loved it and hated it... sound familiar?)  This year, the Monday ride started in her home town of Storm Lake and finished 68 miles later in Fort Dodge.  She invited a few friends to join her for the one day ride.  I am so glad I did this ride and got a chance to be part of the experience.  There are about 18,000 riders that take part in the event.  Yes, 18,000.  You are never alone out on the bike course.  There are all shapes, sizes and kind of riders and bikes.  There were five official stops along the way, where the town pretty much opens its arms to riders.  Lots of food, entertainment and hospitality.  Farms along the route also set up rest stops complete with COFFEE, food, water and friendliness.  I imagine that this event is similar to Sturgis, but for healthy people.  I could not have had more fun.  

At least I don't THINK I could have had more fun.  But that is TBD.  

Coming up for the rest of this year are a couple of new races:  Graniteman - Big Lake Oly and Maple Grove sprint.  I'm also going back to Duluth to do SuperiorMan again, and Warren and I will line up for the Loony Challenge in October (running the Twin Cities Marathon's 5K and 10K events on Saturday and the 10 miler on Sunday.)

I'll wrap up 2015 in Tempe, about the time I'll get to register for Tru U Mah, 2016.....

A girl can't have too much fun!

Monday, June 1, 2015

Going Old School with New Classes and a Cousin

Long time, no blog. Mostly because I can be very lazy. I do a lot of writing in my professional life and sometimes the thought of sitting down to type out ONE MORE WORD is the very least thing I want to do during my free time.

Also not blogging much because I don’t have a lot of free time. Even with this being a year I’m not training for an Ironman, I find I have very little time to just sit. Training takes time (yes, less time than training for an Ironman, but time nonetheless); then there is golf, travel for work, travel for fun, errands and hanging around with the hubby. Oh, and let’s not forget the time to do-stuff-to-take-care-of-the house-which-includes-yardwork. (I will candidly fess up to that last one being the one that probably sucks up the least amount of time. Warren and I are not the types to do much yard work, much to our neighbor’s dismay, I’m sure.)

I really can’t complain, though. Every day I feel lucky and blessed that I have the luxury and health to be able to spend my time doing things I love (and avoiding things I don’t love as much).

I’d much rather spend my time outdoors than inside. I’d much rather spend it with a bike under my tush than with a rake in my hand. I’d much rather be racing than sitting, even though the my pace at both is just about the same (ha!).

Race season is under way. I’m very split between missing the rigor of Ironman training and enjoying having a lighter training and racing schedule this year. I am trying to savor having a bit more time available for other things this summer and being able to go back "old school", and take another stab at racing some events very familiar to me like Grandma’s ½ marathon on June 20th, Timberman Triathlon on July 11th and SuperiorMan ½ Iron on August 30th.  

This weekend, I’m going back to where my outdoor tri life began in 2005 by racing Buffalo sprint. I can’t believe it has been 10 years since I started triathlon. Shortly after I finished my first indoor tri (Tri U Mah) in 2005, my friend Marcia and I signed up for Buffalo sprint. Buffalo is a really fun, well run event. The race generally attracts a pretty big field and there are always lots of newbies. The early date for the race is always a bit of a factor. Early June and open water in Minnesota are not always the warmest of friends.

I still vividly remember parts of that first tri: being totally freaked out about the ¼ mile swim. All those people! The cold water! The weird-but-fun duck and swan buoys that marked the course! I treated T1 like it was a picnic. I took a whopping 8 minutes and 30 seconds to get out of my swim stuff and to get on the bike. I remember Warren standing on the other side of the fence that separated racers from spectators. He was giving me the Whatcha doin’ there, Pokey?” look and I was all like “huh?”.

Eventually I got out on the bike and made it through the ride on my trusty, aluminum Raleigh. I finally got back to in to T2 (a whopping 4 plus minutes) and then it was time for the run. I got out on the course and ran what felt like foreverandaday. I finally caught up to Marcia as we were coming in for the finish. I was beyond thrilled. Crossing that finish line was quite the high.

Ten years and 58 triathlons later (according to Athlinks), including 2 Ironman races, 10 ½ ironman distance races, 11 olympic, 19 sprints and 14 indoor tris, I’m going back to Buffalo for a fourth time. I expect shorter transition times and will be riding a much lighter bike!

I’ll also be racing some new events this year, including Graniteman oly on August 8th and Ironman Tempe 70.3 in October. (If I can hold it together physically this year, I’m hoping for one more Ironman next year. Debating between Wisconsin, a course which I know and love (and hate), and Arizona, which, with its flatter bike course, may be a bit nicer on my ailing hip. Doing the inaugural 70.3 distance on much of the same race course this year may help me decide if I am really up for one more go at 140.6 and if it should be in Arizona).

The new race I’m most excited for, though, is Heart of the Lakes sprint on July 19th. My cousin Cindy is going to race her very first triathlon that day. I’m so proud of her for taking on this challenge.

She decided to do the race last summer. We were talking triathlon and I told her that if she wanted to do one, we could do a one as a relay team. She could pick which ever leg(s) of the race she wanted to do and I’d do the parts she didn’t want to. I half expected her to say she’d do the bike and the run, thinking that she – like most—would not want to do the open water swim.

She proved me wrong in a big way. A couple months in to her training, she let me know that not only did she want to do the swim, she wanted to do the WHOLE RACE on her own.

You go, girl!

She has been taking swim lessons and getting her cardio up and ready for race day. She had a minor setback, twisting an ankle a few weeks ago, but in her recent email to me, she sounded excited, upbeat and nervous. Just as she should sound while training for her first triathlon.

I am so thrilled and honored that we'll be racing side by side this coming July. Well, not exactly side by side so as not to incur the wrath of the USAT refs during the event. But close enough that I'll be able to give her a huge after we cross that finish line.

Sunday, January 25, 2015

Why I Love the Y Tris (inside and out!)

I'm a little partial to indoor triathlons.  After all, that is how I got in to the sport, way back in February of 2005.  I entered a race called Tri U Mah, hosted by the University of Minnesota Rec Center.  The event consists of a 30 minute pool swim, 30 minute stationary bike ride and 30 minute run on a treadmill.  Winners are determined by the distance covered.

I remember the day of the tri was freezing cold.  Warren came with me to cheer me on; my friend, Marcia Lee, volunteered for the swim portion and was my lap counter.

I remember being so nervous about the race.  What would happen if I couldn't actually swim a full 30 minutes?  (Being a newbie swimmer, this was a very real possibility).   What would happen if I had to WALK on the treadmill?  Would people laugh?  Would people be able to tell that I really wasn't a triathlete, but really only a triawannabe?  Would they banish me from the kingdom?  Could I ever again hold my head up high while wearing tri shorts and a snazzy tri top?

Well, the short end of that story is that not only did I survive the race, I fell hopelessly, endlessly in love with the sport and have never turned back.

From that indoor tri, I've moved up the distance ladder going from sprint to Ironman.  I've graduated from my first outdoor races, where I actually walked some of the swim courses (when the water was shallow enough) and swimming 2.4 miles freestyle only stopping on occasion to pee.  I've moved up from doing races with a hybrid bike to a road bike to writing the biggest sports equipment check of my life, when I plunked down a bunch of cold, hard cash to buy -- and ride -- my Orbea tri bike.

I love triathlon and am happy that it seems to love me right back.  It doesn't care where I finish in the race, as long as I do my best.  I don't have to be on the podium, I just have to show up, move forward and thank the volunteers.  That's it.

So even though this will be my 10th summer racing, I love to go back to my roots: back to indoor tri.

Besides Tri U Mah, there are a host of other indoor tris now.  I absolutely love the indoor triathlon series hosted by the YWCA and run by Nicole Cueno, endurance coach and race director for the YWCA Women's triathlon.  Nicole has quite an impressive background.  Among her many accolades, she is a two-time Olympic Trials qualifier; she WON the women's race at Fargo Marathon in 2009 and last year, she won the Lifetime Minneapolis Sprint race.  She is also one of the nicest people I know.

Nicole and co-race director Kym Zest, know what they are doing.  They, by far, run the best organized, most welcoming and fun for ALL outdoor tri.  Participants experience a great venue at Cedar Lake, a well marked course, volunteers who actually know what they are doing and are helpful.   This means a lot to the large portion of the field that are doing their very first triathlon.  Every one is a racer, no matter what size tri suit you may be wearing, or if your bike has a woven basket hanging from the handle bars.

(I will also say that this is my absolute favorite race to volunteer for.  They keep us well fed and have actual, hot, delicious all-you-can drink coffee available to us.  A godsend at 5-oh-dark in the morning.)

I'm not sure when the Y started hosting indoor tris, but I've been doing them for the last couple of years.  Love, love, love them.  Here's why:

Great Venue:  Indoor tris are held at the Midtown Y, near Lake and Hiawatha.  The pool is great -- six lanes, 25 yards.  Participants share a lane for the event.  (I also have to note that, when I travel for work, I have a lot of success finding pools available for swimming at the local Ys.  Most will only charge a small guest fee (like $5.00) and every location I've been to has a terrific pool. Just a little FYI for any of you traveling triathletes that struggle with where to swim while on the road).

The bike portion is held right next to the indoor track.  The bikes used for the bike are Keiser spin bikes.  These are different than "normal" spin bikes or your very own bike on a trainer.  The trick with these bikes is the cadence, not the gear.  The faster you pedal, the more "ground" you cover.  (Frankly, I have my own little "issue" with this.  I am a "grinder" by nature, so it wasn't till recently that I figured our the trick to a faster bike time with these bikes.   Less gear, more cadence.)

Then it is a quick little hop off the bike and right on to the track.  Eight laps equals one mile.  (I like running an actual track rather than running the treadmill for the run portion.  Time moves differently for me when I'm actually running through space versus bouncing up and down on a conveyor belt).

The venue is nice for spectators too.  It is easy to watch the swim and there are bleachers set up by the track.  (Today, there were lots of folks there cheering on their loved ones).

Great Volunteers:  Volunteers are friendly!  They are helpful!  They actually know what is going on!  (Today, most of the volunteers came from Whitefish Bay, Wisconsin (a suburb very close to where I grew up).  They are here for the week as part of a church mission.  I chatted a bunch of them up as I was treading water in the pool waiting for my heat to start.  None of them had done a tri before, but each was interested in getting involved.  Once the heat started ,they whooped and hollered it up, while they diligently counted our laps).  

Easy Access to the Massage Guy:  Many races make the services of a massage therapist available to participants after a race.  However, actually getting to that massage person is another story.  Many times the lines and the wait are L O N G.  Here, it is pretty simple and easy to get access to the massage person.  (I took full advantage of this today.  My hip and psoas, which have been pretty good these last couple of months, have been just slightly sore the last week.  Warren and I started kettle bell classes (super fun), which puts some stress on that area.  So today, when I was done with my race, I hopped right on the massage table and had a nice massage guy from Function in St. Louis Park, work out the kinks in my psoas and pirifomis.  He was awesome.)  

Wonderful, Inspiring Co-Participants:  Newbies through veterans.  All shapes, sizes, ages and speeds.  (Sometimes it seems that triathletes with some time and experience under our belts, begin to take some things for granted.  We've done enough races that things become "routine".  We use the same stuff for nutrition; we wear the same kit time and time again, we do the same races year after year after year. 

 In some cases, "routine" is what helps us get to the finish line.  For example, I have done those bike and run courses at Ironman Wisconsin so many times, I could probably do them in my sleep.   The hills on the bike course never get easier, but I know what to expect.  I think my race there went so well for me last fall because my day was totally "routine".  I got in the water; I ran up the helix, I rode the stick and the first loop, I ate my sandwich at special needs, I rode the second  loop and got back in to the city; I got out on the run course.  I ran  past my old dorm, I ran through Camp Randall, I ran State Street, I ran out to Picnic Point, I had my mini-meltdown about half way through, I got to special needs, I drank lemonade and I did it all again until I got to the finish line.)

It is really special to spend time with someone new to our sport.  To catch the enthusiasm in their voice when they tell you "This is my first race", or "I'm getting ready for the race in August.  I'm SOO nervous about swimming in the lake!".  It is a nice reminder that we were there too, once.  

It is a joy to watch the newbies cross the finish line.  There was a women there today who walked most of the run course (hey:  been there, done that.  No judgement...).  I was doing my cool down and watched her pick up the pace for that last lap.  I saw that "OMG, I'm gonna FINISH this thing!" smile start on her face as she turned the last corner.  Her husband and her toddler got to finish the last 1/8th of the lap with her.  She -- and her family -- were elated and you could just feel the pride of her accomplishment all around her.)

Other fun things about today:

  • Devon Palmer was the official race announcer:  He did a nice job making participants feel special and at ease.  
  • Yummy snacks at the end of the race:  Fruit, cheese sticks, bananas, bagels and, my friend, coffee;  
  • Nice tee shirt: technical.
Oh, my actual race results?  Well, I'm not entirely sure.  I didn't hit the start button correctly at the swim start.  I didn't really track on the bike.  I was mostly interested in my run, since my hip/psoas slowed me down so much last year.  One of my goals for 2015 is to get my pace back.   I did track my time for the run and was very happy with the results.  

When I went to pick up my race certificate, I didn't have my glasses on and looked for letters that resembled my name.  Ended up picking up a certificate for another racer (whoops and sorry, Jan....) So, I won't know exactly how I did for a few days.

Does it really matter?  No.  Indoor tris are for fun and practice and for getting back in to race season.

If you are interested, the Y will host two more indoor tris this spring:  March 8th and April 19th.   I'm already registered for both.   

You can find out more about the Y tris, including registration information here.

Hope to see you there!

Sunday, January 4, 2015

Back to Reality

Welcome to 2015!

The first full week of January begins tomorrow and so does my return to reality.  

November and December were chock full of fun, friends, family, food and frivolity.  (There was also a lengthy chunk of time fighting a big, bad cold, but who wants to "celebrate" that?).

In November, I had the chance to watch my friend Mark and my coach, Cathy Yndestad, compete in Ironman Arizona.  Great fun.  It was interesting to see a different Ironman venue and course and to be able to cheer them both on to great finishes.  The race is definitely on my list for a possible IM in 2016.  

My birthday celebration was pretty quiet. (Very quiet actually.  I was in Cincinnati for work on my actual birthday, so Warren and I celebrated with cake after the fact.).  He also surprise me (us) and got me (us) a GoPro.   We are still trying to figure out the editing features, but I'm sure that it will supply us with countless hours of fun as we capture all adventures.  (We also promise in advance NOT to bore all of our friends with countless hours of captured adventure video.....)

While we usually go to California for Thanksgiving to celebrate with my sisters and my brother and his family, this year, we stayed in Minnesota.   My older sister came here and my younger sister cooked.   Thanksgiving is definitely my favorite holiday -- mostly because it is the one time every year my family gets a chance to be together.  It was really wonderful to spend time with my sisters.

Warren became a grandfather in early December.  His daughter, Sabrina, and her husband, Jason, welcomed Emelie in to the world on December 2nd.  She is certainly a cutie-patutie. 

 Warren is embracing his role as "Grandpa", and I'm learning how to be a Banana.  

(Banana?  Yes, Banana.  I thought long and hard about what this child should call me.   Although I've been with Warren since his kids were little, I never assumed the role of their Mom.  I've always been "Amy" to them.  "Grandma" doesn't work for me (technically, I'm not a blood relation, so not really the grandma.)  "Nana" conjures up the image of a grey haired, bespectacled, smock wearing old lady for me.  (Those days are coming.  They are not here yet.....)   
Banana is perfect.  It is fun, fruity and irreverent.  Everything I aspire to be :)

Warren and I finally got to take our "get away" trip in early December.   We went on a cruise to Cozumel, Belize City and Roatan.  We were supposed to have taken this trip in December of 2013, but I had just started my job and there was a vacation restriction during the first 90 days of employment.  So, we moved the cruise to this year and we could not WAIT to get on that boat.

Warren and I really enjoy being on the ocean.  There is nothing like looking out at nothing but the big, blue sea to soothe whatever ails you.  We like sailing with Norwegian -- the "do what you want, when you want" cruise line.  We don't have to bring formal wear; we don't have to eat with the same people at the same restaurant every evening, we can just be and enjoy.  

There is  P L E N T Y to do (or not do) on the boat.  We hit the fitness center and spa pretty much every day (TRX classes, spin, weights, running);  We went to the karaoke bar every night (We did not sing solo, but we did sing along loudly and proudly).   At night, we took binoculars up to the top deck and looked at the stars.  
Mostly, though, we hung out on our balcony, sipping coffee and contemplating the world.

Off the boat, we got a chance to golf in Cozumel and snorkel in Roatan.  Perfect fun.

Then, before we knew it, POOF.  It was Christmas.   We spent the holiday with Warren's family, and then POOOOOF, it
was New Year's.  We spent it with   Anderson Cooper and Kathy Griffin.  

And now, here we are:  January 4th, gearing up for the first full work week in about a month.  

I'm excited for all that 2015 will bring, both the things I know about and the things yet unseen.  

I've got a nice race schedule shaping up, and have started it already by doing the Commitment Day 5K and Commitment Day Indoor Triathlon.

Both were really nice, easy events to help ease back in to training and getting psyched up for all that 2015 has to offer.

I hope your holiday season was joyous and full of fun and wonder. 

Here is to health, happiness and adventures in the year to come!

Thursday, October 16, 2014

So when I said "I'm retired", what I meant was... (2014 in review)

Ah yes, fall leaves swirling around outside on this picture perfect, Indian Summer day.

For the most part, my 2014 race season is over, save for a couple of potential short running races I may do including Monster Dash 10 miler, Drumstick 10k and Polar Dash....

Except for a nagging hip and psoas issue, it's been a pretty good year filled with lots of fun races and events.

The capstone was, of course, Ironman Wisconsin.   Finished with a big smile on my face and with time on the clock to spare, while reaching my overarching goal of enjoying the day and taking it all in.  More on that day in a bit.

Before I get there, just a few other thoughts, comments and pics from my 2014 season:

Switching coaches:  After my former coach, Greg Rhodes, moved to Colorado last May, I started to work with Cathy Yndestad.  I can not say enough about working with her.  She knew just how to push me enough but not too much to cause bigger problems with my hip/posas.  I've been lucky to work with a lot of really great coaches over the year and she certainly ranks in the top two.

Race Recaps:
Fargo "1/2" -- May:   My hip was really bad at this point. Psoas issue hadn't been diagnosed yet....  Limited range of motion, choppy and slow gait.  Although I was signed up for the 1/2 marathon, I was lucky to eek out a finish of the 10K.  One of my slowest times for that distance, but got through the event.   Fargo does a bang up job with this race (marathon, 1/2, 10k and 5k.)  Great course, great course support.  Loads of fun.

Liberty Oly: -- early June:  Our spring was cold and wet.  Race day at Liberty was super cold and super wet.  Transition was filled with loads of deep puddles.  Race was delayed by many minutes.   As I stood under a picnic area awning, watching the cold, wet rain fall and listening to the thunder clap, I decided to bag the race.  There was no reason to risk freezing and/or having my bike slip out from under me on wet pavement so early in the season.  I got my bike,  went to my health club and did the race as an indoor event. Didn't freeze; didn't fall on pavement;  didn't get a medal.

ITU Oly - Chicago - late June:  I had high hopes for this race.  At Ironman events, athletes are treated like royalty.  The courses are well marked, great support, great volunteers.  I figured ITU would have to put on an equal caliber event, if not even better!  Not so much.

Frankly, this was the least organized event I've ever done.  From package pickup to finish line, it was uninformed volunteers and officials; badly marked courses; uninforced rules (can't tell you how many times I got passed on the right by hyped-up, watts driven guys).  It was one of the only races where I actually thought that I might not make it out of the water.

The swim course was out and back, only two buoys, only about 3 support boats.  Lots of swimmers crashing in to each other. Not good.  I thought if I got in trouble in the water, no one would know.

To tell you how bad this was, over 20% of the sprint distance field got disqualified because the run course was marked so poorly.   I got through the race but wouldn't recommend it to anyone.

However, trying to end on a high note here, I will say that the highlight of the race was riding the closed bike course on Lower Wacker Drive.  Completely smooth pavement, course protected from wind.  This helped my bike average to over 22 mph for the 24 plus miles.

Timberman Oly -- July:  I love this triathlon.  My friend, Gary Kubat, turned me on to this race a few years ago.  It is smaller in size; the swim is in Sugar Lake (very pretty, very clear); the bike course has just enough hills to keep it interesting; the run can be a little hot and challenging (lots of horseflies).  This year, the weather was cooler and overcast.  There were still some horseflies, but not too many and I didn't cook on the course.  Time was a whopping 25 seconds faster than 2013.

Nice to be able to do this one with Gary and my Ironman friend, Natalie.

Ironman Racine 70.3 - July:  This was my second year doing this race.  In 2013, race morning, Lake Michigan welcomed us with big waves.  This year, the lake was as calm as could be and COLD.  Sixty one degrees.  Neoprene booties and caps were the order of the day.  Swimming in Lake Michigan is really fun, though.  Much clearer than you'd expect.  I like swimming parallel to shore, so you can see spectators the whole time.  Bike course is pretty flat.  Some sections are incredibly bumpy.  Not very scenic.  Just a course where you can hammer out the miles.  I had a very good bike split (about 18 mph).

My run was typical for this year.  Slow, ploddy, bad gait.  But, I got through it and had some fun. Despite being a bit lame, I beat my 2013 time by 9:00 plus minutes.

My Ironman buddy, Mark Loken, also did this race.  We had some fun hanging out in transition prior to the race and he pointed out all the really spendy bikes.  We drooled a lot.

Madison Open Water Swim - August:  While the weekend itself was sort of a FUBAR mess, the event was fun.  This is another race that I really enjoy doing.   I love being in Madison; I love swimming in Lake Monona.  I have great memories of this race from years past.  Had a good, smooth swim and a PR time.  How bad can that be?

Ironman Wisconsin - September:  Ahhhh.  Ironman.  There is just something about it.  Not just the race, but the whole training thing; the lead up, the build up.  The DAY.

I spent at least one weekend in Madison from May through August training on the course.   Those famous hills on the bike course never really got much easier, but I knew them inside and out.  When to shift, when to push it a little, when to look up and appreciate the scenery.

I learned from 2012 that the trick (for me) is to have race day feel as "normal" as possible.  Doing so many training rides and runs on the course, I knew what to expect at every turn.

All year, I had told myself that this would more than likely be my last Ironman.  I've got the heart and the endurance, but the reality is that I'm getting older and slower.  That 17 hour cut off looms large....

So for this -- my swan song -- I just needed to control the controllables and let go of the rest.

A major uncontrollable is always the weather.  It turned out to be a PERFECT day.  Clear, cool, no wind.

Setting up in transition on race morning, things just all sort of fell in to place.  The sunrise was unbelievably beautiful.  Dark blue end-of-night sky set off by bright orange band bringing up the sun.

Once I was set up, Warren and I headed to my "secret spot" -- a place inside Monona Terrace that not many people know about.  It is quiet and calm, unlike the chaos of the main floor where the thousands of other athletes are hanging out.  (For me, I need a little calm and quiet before this event.  Otherwise I get too sucked in to too much and it is very draining to me.)  We sat until it was time to get in to my wetsuit and then I headed to the water.

I tried a new strategy this year for the swim.  In years past, I've queued up closer to shore and then angle to the first buoy.  This year, I swam out so I was even with the buoy line.  This was a much easier strategy to get me to the inside of the buoy line, where there are less people and an "easier" swim.

The first turn buoy is known as the "moo buoy".  You are supposed to pop your head out of the water and moo loudly.   Not everyone does this.  I do.  I LOVE the moo buoy.   I mooed, and mooed and mooed.  And then I went on.

Swim was done, wet suit stripped off; in and out of transition and the bike ride began.

A controlable -- although a tricky one --is nutrition.  That went as smoothly as it could for race day.  I have a watch that I can program to beep to remind me to eat and to drink.  On the bike, it reminded me every 15 minutes to drink and every 20 minutes to have a little bite to eat.

I was right on schedule for the first 56 miles.  I got to Special Needs and knew there was no risk in me not meeting the bike cut off, so I decided to embrace the day and to really just take it all in.  I got off my bike, I got my turkey sandwich out of my Special Needs bag and took my sweet time eating it (a full 10 minutes).

Another rider came in to Special Needs and the volunteers couldn't find his bag.  I happily shared the extra food I had in my bag with him and then got on my bike and pedaled away.

Warren found me at the top of Timber Lane on both loops.  (He found a golf course near by so he could spend some time swinging a club and still timed it perfectly to cheer me on....)

I made it in to transition with plenty of time, got changed and got out on to the run course.

My plan all along was to do a walk/run.  As per usual, I walked more than I probably should have the first several miles, but finally got in to a little bit of a groove.  I knew that I'd have no appetite for food, but happily drank Coke and chicken broth.

Running through the University of Wisconsin campus (and by my old dorm, a couple old apartments, though Camp Randall,  by Memorial Union and up/down State Street) is always a nostalgic time for me. Lots and lots of memories from my college days.

My darkest spot came as I was coming in for the 1/2 way turn.  I was doing math calculations in my head to try to figure out if I was going to finish on time,and I wasn't so sure.  At this point in to the race, you are tired and a bit fuzzy mentally.

Like a beacon of light, there was my coach.  She got up, cheered me on, gave me a little pep talk and I mentally turned a corner.  I knew I could pull a finish off.

Got to run Special Needs and got to the lemonade I had put in my bag.  Drinking that was like a magic elixir. Sweet and tart.  Sugary but not coca-cola.  Perfect.

Trotted out for the second and last loop.  Warren found me at mile 14.  He, too, gave me a little pep talk and I just trotted off.  I actually picked up my pace for a few miles and then, at mile 23 with lots of time to get to the finish, I decided to just walk it in.  I wanted to open up my senses and my memory to just take it all in:  the sights (full moon), the sounds (cheering crowds); the feeling (pinched baby toe, happy to be getting to the finish).

When I finished in 2012, it was a total blur.  I don't remember Mike Reilly calling my name or telling me that I was an Ironman.

This year, I made it a priority to really take in the finish line.  The crowds, the high fives, seeing the Finish Line banner and listening for Mike.  Not only did I hear him loud and clear, I got to shake his hand.  It was great.

After finishing the race, I posted on Facebook, that I was now retired from 140.6.

Well..... it didn't take long and I rescinded my retirement.  I'll toe the Ironman line again.  Not at Madison, though.  Oh, I'll go ride that course for "fun".   But I think I'll need to tackle a flatter bike course.  I'm thinking about Ironman Arizona, Florida or Louisville for 2016.

Looney Challenge -- October:  The last race for me was the Looney Challenge:  This is part of the Twin Cities Marathon weekend.  The event consists of running the 10k and 5k on marathon weekend Saturday followed with the TC 10 mile run on Sunday.  Signing up for the Looney guarantees a spot in to the 10 mile race.  Otherwise, you take your chances trying to get in to that very popular race via the lottery.

Warren and I signed up for the Looney last spring...Warren ended up having a golf tournament pop up for the same day as the 10 miler, so we both did the 5 and 10K events and then I did the 10 miler on my own.

My pace was slow for each of the events, but still and all, had a blast.  (I'd taken a fall off the bike a week before misjudging a curb in the road.  Landed squarely on the "bad" hip, which re triggered some issues).

On the agenda for the rest of 2014:  The plan is to heal up my hip and psoas and to work on getting my run pace back.  Warren and I will be spending some time doing strength training and yoga.  Oh, yeah.  And catching up on some sleep and bad t.v.

Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Call me a weenie if you must....

Best laid plans and all....

Woke up last Saturday morning at 4:00 am to rain.  Not drizzle.  Rain.  And thunder.

Nothing like a thunderstorm on race day.  The only thing better is a cold, windy rainstorm, which we had.  Trifecta!

The ever hopeful optimistic I am, I still packed up and headed out to Lake Rebecca.  Storm had to blow over sometime, right?

It did!

As I got to the venue, the rain stopped.  It was still cold and windy, but at least the rain had stopped.  But what a difference a couple weeks of rain makes.

My friend, Teresa, and I had done a preview ride on the course a couple weeks prior to race day.   The river that runs parallel of part of the bike course had been high, but not THIS high.  Two weeks prior, the transition area was grassy and dry.  Race day,  huge, two-inch deep water-filled puddles dotted the transition area.

Still, I got body marked, set up transition and went down to the lake for a look.  I bumped in t my friend, Shaun, who was also racing the Oly.   He came with me to inspect the lake..... Despite the lousy weather, the lake was calm and warm.  It's the small victories....

We wandered back to transition when BOOM.   Thunder.  FLASH.  Lightening.  Pitter, patter.  Rain.

I grabbed my wetsuit and went back towards the lake to wait out the rain in the bathroom (also has the private stall where I can get in to my wetsuit.  No one really needs to watch that.)

While I was suiting up, another woman came in to the bathroom.  She told me they had just announced a 30 minute rain delay.

"Perfect", I thought.

Once in the suit, I went back up to transition.  It was raining harder now.  I sat with other racers and volunteers under protection of the pavilion and just watched it rain.  And rain. And rain.

The more it rained, the less I wanted to do the race.  Wet roads are slippery roads.  The last thing I needed/wanted was to crash.  The wind and cold temps were not getting any better.  It was in the mid 50's.   I don't mind the rain if it is warm.  But I really hate being cold and wet.  I also have Raynaud's syndrome, which means if my hands get too cold, I lose circulation in some of my finger tips.  This typically is only a problem in the winter.  This kind of cold, wet weather would have been an issue last Saturday for sure.

Thirty minutes went by and no announcement to start the race.  Just more rain.

I pulled the plug at that point and turned in my chip.    I got my things out of transition and made the long, humiliating walk back to my car.  Walked by another friend, Julia, who was sitting in her car.  She rolled down her window and we chatted for a minute.  She wasn't sure what she was going to do.... said that radar was looking ugly.  (She decided to stick it out and raced.  Had a great day out on the course.  Go Julia!)

It wasn't a total loss, however.  I drove from the race venue to my health club and did an indoor version of the triathlon, swimming in the pool, riding a stationary bike and running the track.

No medal, but no road rash, no frozen hands, no season opener.  But, did the distance and stayed safe.

The race finally did happen.  Numbers were way down.  Lots of folks didn't show up;  about 70 of us pulled out once we were there....

Next up, the ITU Oly in Chicago.  Let's hope for better weather.

Friday, June 6, 2014

Here goes nuthin'

Every year, it's been the same.  Triathlon season comes and it goes by in the blink of an eye.  Every October, event registrations start opening up for the next year.   Who is first in line?  Me.  By the end of the year, I pretty much have my race schedule nailed down and paid for.   Then, the waiting begins until Triathlon season.

Last year was not different.  By December 31st, I had registered for most of what I plan to race in 2014.  Money was spent; dates and hotels were secured; all I had to do was wait patiently.

I just needed to keep my base up and get through the winter so I could race Tri U Mah, Fargo 1/2 Marathon, Liberty half, the ITU Oly, Timberman oly, Racine 70.3, Point to LaPoint swim and, the biggie, Ironman Wisconsin.  Then, fall fun, my husband and I signed to run the Twin Cities Marathon's TC Loony Challenge, which is doing the 5K and 10K on October 4th and then the TC 10 Miler on October 5th. 

Why would I think anything would break the pattern?

Enter:  Winterpalooza. 

It was the coldest winter in decades across the country.  Minneapolis had an unprecedented 60 days BELOW zero last winter.  Usually, we can brace ourselves for the normal week or two in January.  Last year, pretty much mid-December though February the mercury refused to go above zero degrees.  (We did have an odd warm day, but mostly, we were frozen solid.)

I started a new job last October and, as a new employee, was not able to take any vacation time for the first 90 days. This meant that my husband and I were stuck in Minneapolis for the winter with no relief.

What did I do?

Instead of making friends with the gym and the trainer, I reintroduced myself to the couch.  And snacks.  Lots and lots of snacks. 

It was also the winter that ended my long streak of being mostly injury free.  For all the years I've spent swimming, biking and running, I have managed to stay healthy.

I had the first hints of trouble training for and running New York Marathon last year.  My husband and I ran the race together.  He was feeling good and running strong.  I did okay up about mile 15   and then my right hip started to bug me.  Nothing terrible, just that nagging ickiness.  I ended up having to stretch it out more than once, which slowed us way down.

My husband (The Trooper), stayed with me the whole time, even though he could have had a much faster finish time. 

I think the nagging ickiness conspired with the couch and snacks so that by February, I had a lot of hip pain and a very, very limited range of motion when trying to lift my right leg.  Sometimes I had to think long and hard about whether or not I could lift it high enough to get up a stair

This was a big and unexpected surprise, which I tried to ignore for a long time.  ("It will go away... I just know it!").

My base training was very sparse.  (Did I tell you the couch called my name every night?  It wooed me.)  I kept "active", but mostly walking to and from the fridge.

It didn't help that my long-time coach had some life events of his own.  His medical student girlfriend got through her studies and was placed out of state for her residency.  He was busy concentrating on moving so I, and my love affair with the couch and snacks, were able to slip under the radar for a long time.

Finally, last February, I had to face the reality.  My hip was not getting better.  If I was going to do Ironman, training would start soon and there was not way I could fake it across the finish line. 

I finally made an appointment with Tria Orthopaedic Center.  They have a great reputation and work with a lot of athletes -- pro and amateur.   I met with a nice (young) lady doctor, who is also an endurance athlete.  I told her that I didn't care if they had to hold me together with duct tape, I just wanted to be able to finish Ironman   She promised me I could.   I love her.

X-rays indicated some hip arthritis (WHAT?).  Again, a huge surprise.  In my head, I am 35.  In my joints and muscles, I'm in my mid-50s.  Dagnabbit. 

The hip arthritis wasn't so bad as to stop me from being able to stay active, but it, along with the combo of snacks, winter, the couch and the cold, my glutes, groin, SI joint and all of the "stuff" in that area, just seized up and every thing failed.  At once.

So, I've been working on trying to get better with physical therapy, chiropractic work, stretching, ice, heat and compression.  The good news is that, after 3 months, I am much, much, MUCH better.  I don't think about climbing stairs any more.  I can actually swing my leg over the bike again (as opposed to lifting it, resting it on the stem and then hoisting it over to the other side, which is what I did for most of January and February).  I don't wake up in the middle of the night anymore in so much pain I can hardly stand it. 

The bad news is that, I'm still not at 100%.  I have a definite limp, which is much more noticeable when I'm tired.  I can swim just fine; I can bike just fine.  It is the running that is a problem.  My gait is very short and choppy.  My pace has sunk like a stone.  Some days I run fine with no after issues.  Other days, I run and the hip nags for a few hours after.

Ironman training happens over many, many weeks.  In theory, for a September race, people start training in earnest in February.  The fact that I'm trying to rehab while training for a 140.6 mile race maybe slowing down the recovery. 

But, will I stopNo.   Why?  Because I'm determined (translate to stubborn).  And, because I am cheap.  I have a lot of green skin in the game, having registered -- and paid for -- all those races last January.   Why leave money on the table?

What HAS happened has been:
  • A pullback from some of the races.   I wasn't ready for Fargo 1/2, so dropped that down to the 10K.  (Slowest 10K I've run in my entire life).  I am doing better and don't want to push it yet, so dropped from the half at Liberty to the Oly distance.  Lake Superior reported ice on the lake as late as last week.  I do not need to swim 2.4 miles in a slushy, so I've dropped Point to LaPoint this year.  (Also happens to be an Ironman Wisconsin camp that weekend that my training buddies are going to, so wanted to spend time there with them).
  • A new coach.  Sometimes you just gotta switch things up.  I moved on to a new coach and things have been going great.  She is on top of me if I start to slack.   This is what I need -- especially since the couch is always beckoning.
  • An agreement with myself.  Although I want to do well at each race, I am really looking at each one as a training day helping me prepare for Ironman.   My primary goal is to do everything in my power to get to September 7th as healthy and prepared as I can possibly be so I can cross that finish line before midnight.

Tomorrow is my first summer race -- Liberty Oly.   Wish me luck!

Here goes nuthin'.....