Here I sit, less than 12 hours before the start of my 3rd Ironman. I’m honestly trying to hold it together. I was just saying to my mother-in-law (who is a SAINT for being on this trip with us to help with the girls and logistics – she’s amazing beyond words) that this is the worst part for me.
The anxiety takes over and my brain questions every minute of my months and months of training.
It’s so stupid.
Then I cry. And then I feel better.
I would be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous that everything will go well tomorrow to get me to that awesome finish line (which by the way, if you’re thinking of doing an Ironman, do this one – the Village absolutely embraces this race and every detail has been on point).
But then I try to remember I’m doing everything within my control to make that happen. If there’s something that’s out of my control, then I’ll deal with it and figure it out. I can’t think about “what ifs” – I just have to go with it.
As long as I stick to what I know, trust my training, trust my body and my strength, smile through the pain, cheer on the other racers, and remember to have my Coeur values top of mind (Heart and Coeurage!), I’ll be celebrating my finish in hopefully about 24 hours from now (give or take a few minutes!) with a beer in my hand, hanging out with my family and best friends (who drove here to surprise me last night – what?!)
Rob and I rode what is mostly the hardest part of the bike course yesterday and although I was sucking wind making it up some of them, once I did I regrouped and pushed forward. And I found myself really enjoying it once I got settled in. And he told me I’ll be great on the run course (he ran one loop of it today). I know I can do it.
I know I can.
My training buddies Ralph, Scott, Vinnie (a.k.a Phil), Jon and Pat were integral parts in preparing me so well. We rode a lot of tough hills many times and survived so we WILL survive this too!
Now to convince my brain to calm down and let me race, I’ll be all set!
If you’d like to track me, here’s theLINKthat should go right to my tracker.
Nothing left to do now but relax, and get ready to enjoy the scenery and perfect weather tomorrow in the mountains of Quebec.
I’ll save all my thank yous for my next post (there are a lot of them!)
So here I sit, on the last day of July…still unsure how another month has gone by. Didn’t I just write a post at the end of June, like, yesterday?
And I feel like a broken record when I say the month flew by. Truly, though, it did. The days were filled with Julia’s swim practice (every day), twice-a-week swim meets, new work assignments (lots of them with some day trips thrown in for good measure), family activities, Rob’s races, Julia’s birthday celebrations, volunteering, oh and the heat of my training. So many long training days, double workouts and several rides over 60 miles including an 80 and a 100 miler, and runs up to 19 miles. It all culminated yesterday with Julia’s actual 8th birthday.
How is she 8??
I don’t know about the rest of you moms out there, but my kids’ birthdays are emotional days for me, especially with Julia since she was the 1st. It’s just crazy to remember those days and what happened and holding them for the first time. Brings tears to my eyes and then I wince a bit remembering the pain that came along with it all! But I digress – it’s a great day to celebrate keeping them alive another year – we have successfully kept other humans alive for 8 years now. Crazy. Let’s hope the streak continues…
Because I know so many of you love stats (or you don’t at all and you’ll skip this part), here are the goods from my July training according to Garmin/Strava…(and everyone knows, if it’s not on Garmin or on Strava or some other social media site, it’s #notlegit. True story. Or maybe not.)
Swim – 27,610 yards (about 15.7 miles if my math is right)
Bike – 633.3 miles
Run – 84.8 miles
TOTAL: 733.8 miles in 31 days
I’m definitely feeling the training and the exhaustion more and more. But thankfully I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. A few more key workouts and then just fillers, until I hit taper time in a week or so.
I can’t believe it’s almost here.
As much as I’m anxious to get to the start (and finish) line, it will be a little bitter sweet that so many months of effort will all come to an end in 1 day. Crazy.
I’m so excited that my dear friend Kristyn made me another custom logo for my race – she’s an amazingly talented graphic designer, and an overall wonderful person. If you ever need anything designed, please let me know and I can put you in contact with her!
I’m making shirts for my support crew and my friends/family back home and will donate any extra money beyond the cost of the shirts to 2 different charities – The Kyle Pease Foundation and Adeline’s Army. I’m hoping to send off a good chunk of change to both of these groups.
Check out this logo – I mean, isn’t it the coolest ever!?
Awesome. An an homage to my BFF Julie’s home country with the French thrown in!
As I embark on the final 15 days until we make our trek to Mont Tremblant, I appreciate all of your support, your well wishes and your inspiration to keep moving forward. When I want to stop, when I want to quit, when I want to cry… I just remember there are so many others going through so much more than me and I know I can do it. Mind over matter.
Thank you for taking time to read this! Have a great rest of your week!
Happy mid-week, everyone! Hope your week hasn’t smacked you in the face too badly yet – we’re almost half way through the half way point which is always a good thing.
I’m honestly having a hard time focusing today. Hence, why I’m writing a blog post at during lunchtime on a Wednesday. I should be doing about eleventy billion other things (that’s a real number…) but my brain is scattered today. I’m tired, I’m irritated and I’m feeling like I need a break from everything. I realize that’s unrealistic but hey, a girl can dream, right?
The last couple of weeks of training have been pretty intense so I think I’m feeling a lot of mental and physical fatigue, more so than I have felt since I started this whole crazy Ironman thing again in January. I did, however, complete all of my milestone workouts so far – including a 100 mile bike 10 days ago (struggle bus with that ordeal – holy bananas), a 2.5 hour bike followed by a 13.6 mile negative split run brick this past Sunday (major confidence builder), and a 6,000 yard swim yesterday (with 5,000 of that straight through without stopping – what am I, crazy?). Sprinkle in some additional speed work runs, long trainer rides, time trial swims, etc…and I’m beat. This week is a bit of a recovery week (sans the 6k swim of course – that, my friends, is NOT recovery!) thankfully but I know I have more hard stuff coming in the next 2 weeks.
Wanna know the craziest thing of all for me? Even though I’ve hit the targets Matt set for me almost dead on, there’s still this nasty self doubtcreeping into my brain on a daily basis.
I question that I’m doing enough. I see what other people are doing and find myself comparing notes. That damn social media thing gets me every time. Should I really care that someone did a 20 mile run today and I didn’t? No. Should I care that others have done more races than I have? No. Should I really care that others qualified for these awesome championship races or Kona and I haven’t? No.
But do I care?
For some dumb reason, yes. And I need to cut that out.
It’s so easy to second guess everything at this stage of Ironman training, and I’m sure I’m not the only one feeling this way as I approach the final 30 days before the race.
Ummm…excuse me? Only 30 more days? I may have thrown up in my mouth a bit.
See? This is what I mean! Part of me is thrilled to be able to almost see the light at the end of this crazy tunnel of training. But the other part of me is absolutely shaking in my Sauconys that I’m not ready AT ALL. Could I be more annoying with myself? I don’t think so.
I need to figure out a way to squelch this doubt.
Anyone know how I can do that? I’m happy to take suggestions.
In the meantime, I probably need to stop looking at things like Strava or social media of any kind. It does me no good and all it does is add fuel to the self doubt fire.
Maybe I can make a daily affirmation chart for the next 30 days.
It’s a start I guess. So here’s my first one:
Have a great rest of your week and maybe we can all help each other get rid of the self doubt monster!!
I’m still in awe that it’s July for some reason. It seems like every time the calendar turns to the next month, I say the same thing – “how is it ____ already??” It’s true what they say – time really does fly as you get older. How is it that when you’re a kid, an hour feels like a week but as an adult, I would give anything to have a few extra hours in each day?
So here we are, already past the 4th of July long weekend, and looking ahead to a crazy few weeks starting this weekend with Rob’s Ironman 70.3 in Muncie, Indiana.
But before we talk about looking ahead, let’s rewind a bit to the past few weeks as I know you’re all so anxious to hear how my training has been going (or maybe not.)
June was a chaotic month trying to fit everything in. I did the best I could to meet all of the workouts Matt had for me, and I was mostly successful. Some days I was ready to tear my hair out from the stress of it all, but I managed to not lose my mind (completely).
According to my Garmin Connect app, here were my stats from June (UPDATE: I forgot to include my stats from the Olympic distance triathlon on June 25th – oops! So these numbers are for real this time…):
Running: 86.9 miles
Swimming: 24,500 yards (approx. 13.9 miles)
Biking: 475.9 miles (whoa)
Total: 576.7 miles
No wonder I’m tired. I did a lot of double workouts many days of the month, got some miles outside on my bike, lots of challenging runs, open water swims, etc.
I think my training is ahead of where it was last year and I feel stronger than I ever have, so I’ll take that as a positive. Even though I’m reaching the point where I’m feeling the mental and physical fatigue big time. I need to get through the next few weeks of really hard training and then the end will be in sight!
Even with some fairly long training sessions, we were able to enjoy the holiday weekend at my in-laws’ lake place with Rob’s family and the girls. We were outside all day, kayaking, watching the girls play endlessly, having a few cocktails and enjoying the spectacular weather.
So now we look ahead to Rob’s big race on Saturday – he’s ready for it, and is going to kill it! I’m actually going to volunteer there too which should be fun. Not sure what I’ll be doing but something in or around T1. I’m excited to be there to cheer him on and help the other racers too.
After that, we transition into Julia’s 8th birthday festivities, soccer camps, soccer practices, and before I know it, it’s August and we’re on our way to Mont Tremblant.
Happy summer, y’all! I still am having a hard time grasping the fact that it’s already a week into June – I feel like it was just February. Anyone know of a good way to slow time down just a smidge? Holy bananas. Julia will be done with school next week and we will have a newly minted 3rd grader.
Yea, so it’s been a chaotic few weeks with packing in all the things – school activities, after school activities, yard work, flower planting, a trip to Florida WITHOUT THE KIDS (I know!)… and oh that whole work thing and that whole Ironman training thing.
Rob and I were fortunate to be able to take a mini vacation last weekend to celebrate our 15th anniversary and go see Jimmy Buffett play in Tampa. It was the first time we had both been away from the kids, together, in almost 6 years. Talk about being out of my comfort bubble – I felt the range of emotions including the mom guilt and sadness, which quickly shifted to happiness, relaxation with a splash of great company and cocktails thrown in.
It did take me a little while to actually feel like I was on vacation – but once I did, it was so awesome. Rob and I were able to have conversations without hearing “MOM!!” every .23 seconds, we could come and go as we pleased without having to get the kids ready, I could walk out the door with just my wallet and we were able to go running together twice.
I truly loved it. And I’m kinda sad it’s over, to be honest. It was a much needed break from the grind of everyday life, and a break from Ironman training too. I was starting to feel some major mental and physical fatigue setting in so Matt made sure I took some time off to regroup and refocus.
Big thanks to Rob’s mom for taking the girls – it was many months in the making and who knows when we’ll get to do it again, but I will always cherish that trip!
And back to reality on Sunday night, which hit us like a Mack truck.
As I face the last 10-ish weeks until Ironman, I know I have some big workouts coming and need to be mentally focused. I also know some of these will take me WAAAYYYY outside my comfort bubble. And it started last night when Matt agreed to meet up with me to chat strategy, training and go for a bike ride.
We met in downtown Detroit and did about 23 miles all over the city. On open roads. With trucks. And potholes. And stoplights. And Detroit.
I honestly have never really done a ride like that. Nope, pretty much not even close. I tend to stick to places like parks or paved paths or places without many cars, never mind trucks. But Matt assured me I would be ok, and he was right. He laughs at how timid I am and how I like to stay in my comfort bubble a lot.
I like it there. It’s my safe place. And I know it’s ok to hang out there, but I also know I need to get the hell outta dodge once in a while. To get to the finish line at Mont Tremblant, that bubble will need to be busted.
I am ready to get my mental game in check, ready to face what’s coming next and I am feeling confident and excited about the remaining 10-ish weeks. And am thankful to have my Coeur teammies across the world helping me stay motivated and focused.
Now if I can just figure out how to juggle it all over the summer without Julia in school to keep her occupied. Anyone want to come hang out with a spunky, fun almost 8-year-old??
Oh that’s such a loaded question – and so vague, right? I hate when people throw stuff like that out.
But here’s the deal. That loaded question has so many answers behind it that I felt like maybe it would help me to write about it and get it out of my system so I knock it off.
I gotta be honest. I’ve reached the point in Ironman training where
I can’t stop eating (which isn’t a terrible thing I suppose…)
I’m tired constantly (I could go to bed at 8pm every day if my kids wouldn’t be lunatics at night time!)
I know the worst is right around the corner and I’m kinda dreading it (100 mile bike, 20 mile run, anyone?)
I kinda want to be done (106 days to go. Blerg.)
Don’t get me wrong. I’m feeling SUPER strong with my training and I’m thrilled about how far I’ve come this year. I conquered my longest workout this past Sunday – a 3 hour bike and a 90 minute run brick and I surprised myself with how good I felt. I don’t want to compare too much to last year, but I do feel like I’m ahead of where I was and that makes me excited about the race. Matt has really challenged me, but he’s also very in tune to the cues I give him about the workouts and what I need/can’t handle. And I’m thankful for that!
With that said, I still wonder why I’m putting myself through this. I need to revisit my post from a few weeks ago about my “WHY”, right? I know. Listen to your own advice, dummy…
I also am finding myself with a major FOMO complex. Yep, as the kids say these days (or maybe they don’t and I’m just catching on?) – Fear Of Missing Out. Why do I seem to notice so much recently when friends are going on trips, or getting new jobs, or their kids are doing something spectacular, or they’re racing already (in warm climates, unlike here where is 40 and horrid in May…) and doing super well.
Why do I care so much about what others do or don’t do?
I have no idea.
Social media is evil I suppose? It exacerbates the FOMO factor by a million. Stupid.
I keep telling myself I need to work within myself to take control of what I can control.
Not what others are doing.
Not how others handle their day-to-day lives.
Not with work where decisions are made 4 levels above me.
But honestly…how do you do that?? It’s so, so hard. I know I can control how I manage my time, how I can be the best mom to my girls, how I can work to be a better wife and how I continue to aim for my current goal of the Ironman finish line.
Are there distractions and road blocks? Hell yes there are. Every day. But it’s how I choose to handle them that will either propel me or will stop me dead in my tracks.
I have to work so hard to convince my brain not to wander to the wrong side of the tracks, or I won’t make it for the next 106 days, much less beyond that.
So there you have it. My vague blog post titled “explained” as I know you all were *so* anxious to hear it!
I’m off to finish up the work day, and go volunteer at a 5k tonight with my running buddies Dan and Jason. Rob is running the race. I’m there to hand out beer at the finish. It’s currently 40 degrees, pouring rain and hella windy. Not sure who thought this was a good idea, but there may be a few beverages consumed in order to stay warm!
Yes, I’m still here. I haven’t forgotten about all 3 of you who read my blog (maybe that’s even being generous…).
Honestly I’m not quite sure how each day seems to just fly by as quickly as it does. I’m in a constant state of needing to catch up.
Catch up with laundry, friends, family, my training, work, cleaning, etc… the list could go on for days but you pick up what I’m putting down.
So here I sit, a month after my last blog post and wondering “what do I write about?”
I could catch you all up on how my training has been going, the half marathon that I had the pleasure of pacing a few weeks back, what the kids have been up to, or how our vacation to Florida was.
I’m sure I’ll touch on all of those things, but it’s been honestly a rough week all the way around, showing me that life sometimes isn’t about always needing to catch up, but rather trying to live in the moment.
It’s been non-stop crazy since last Saturday with Julia not feeling well on and off, an overnight work trip for me (which I had to come back early for due to said illness) and she was finally diagnosed with strep throat last night. And cue the mom guilt about not even thinking that was a possibility since she had NO typical signs. I just kept thinking she would snap out of it or that she was faking it to get out of school. Well, she wasn’t but thankfully she’s on the mend now and hopefully no one else gets sick.
Two of my closest friends lost parents this week, both succumbed to cancer. Getting those messages within 24 hours of each other was so heartbreaking and all I wanted to do was figure out how to help them. They’re both in Colorado so I felt helpless. And I don’t like that feeling.
It certainly jars you back to reality pretty quickly that life really does go so quickly and we all need to stop and take a breath once in a while even during what seems like unforgiving circumstances, stress and feeling totally deflated and overwhelmed.
But with that said, I also know I can’t dwell on things that are out of my control. I can only do so much and have to roll with the punches that are thrown my way. I’m finding that trying to keep some semblance of order with my training is surprisingly helpful for me. I’m not sure if it’s the fact that it forces me to be so disciplined about every day that I have honed in on my time efficiency and I somehow have a sense of calm about it.
That makes no sense, I realize.
But for some reason, it works for me. Knowing that Matt is really pushing me in my training sessions gives me a sense of pride and determination that I haven’t felt before. This year feels different to me. I’m not sure what the trigger is, but I now face every one of my workouts with the thought of “I got this” instead of “Holy crap, how am I going to get through this?” like I was a lot of last year.
He’s been throwing workouts like 2 1/2 hour bikes, 100 minute runs, intervals, sprints, hill simulations at me, along with the swim workouts I make up myself, and so far I’ve felt like a machine getting them done. Sure, some are better than others but the majority have absolutely exceeded the expectations I had of myself.
Maybe I’m stronger both mentally and physically than I have been? Maybe I’m more focused? Maybe I know not to worry about what’s next or what’s coming in the weeks ahead.
I don’t know, but I’m trying really hard and it seems to be working for me. This weekend I’m facing a 3 hour bike and almost 2 hour run, and I have a strange sense of calm about it. I know it won’t be easy, and I will have to fit them in around a lot of activities and stuff going on this weekend, but I know I’ll get it done.
Ironman Mont Tremblant is 4 months from today. August 20th seems like forEVER from now, but when I break it down, it is really coming quickly. 16 weeks. Less than 100 training sessions to go.
But I don’t want my mind to wander too far ahead of me so I am constantly feeling like I’m trying to catch my body up to my brain. That won’t work.
So onward I go to what’s next, and right now that’s to finish my work day, get Emily to swim lessons, eat dinner and go to bed.
Maybe I’m learning that life doesn’t have to be a constant state of catch up and that’s ok. So if you’d like to hear about our vacation or anything else from the past month, let me know and I can do more posts about them. If not, I’ll just keep moving forward and share the next 16 weeks with you all as much as I can!
The word “why” is such an interesting 3-letter word. It can be so simplistic, but so complex at the same time.
I remember being in high school and dreading exams where it would ask a question about a book or something like that, and then a follow-up would be “why or why not?”. It evoked fear in me that although I answered the question correctly, I would screw it up and just have “uhhhhh….because?” as my additional answer.
Lots of people have given me a sideways glance and asked “Why another Ironman?”
Just kidding. Sort of.
Although I have to admit it’s not an easy question to answer. I feel like I could give you 100 different reasons, but also I could stare at you blankly and have no idea what to say. It’s hard to explain.
Why would I want to put myself through almost 30 weeks of training again, just to endure a 11 or 12 (or 13…) hour race day? And pay for it too?
Why is that fun? Why wouldn’t I just stick to shorter races and call it a day?
Great question, to which I don’t really have one solid answer. My “why” is 3 main parts:
Showing my daughters that anything is possible
Getting to the finish line and looking back on all I did to get there
Ironman is certainly no joke when it comes to training and how to manage it all. Working full time with 2 young kids in the mix adds a whole other level of chaos and fitting it all in. I’m by no means the only one to ever to this, nor am I an expert on it by any stretch. I know what works for me and it may be crazy and may not work for others, but it’s how I roll.
It is easy? Never. Is it too much to handle some days? Absolutely. Do I question the “why” when I’m in the midst of a 3 hour trainer ride at 5am because it’s the only time I can fit it in? Definitely.
But I then shift my thinking to my #2 WHY and realize I have 2 sets of little eyes watching what I do and I don’t ever want to let them down. Knowing my girls see what I am doing every day makes me that much more motivated to get through those tough workout Matt gives me.
I will bend over backwards to make sure I can fulfill the requirements of my job (which now entails a lot more day-trips to our headquarters which throws another item onto my growing list of commitments), complete the training in front of me and not miss out on any of the girls’ activities or school commitments. I try my hardest to have a presence at both of their schools and keep up on related functions, fundraisers, days off, etc.
Sure, I have to sacrifice some of my own self – including some of my sanity at times – but it’s worth it to me. I want to set an example for the girls that what matters most to you can be fulfilled. I fill my time with things that truly matter to me, that are my priorities and my reasons for getting up every morning. Some folks look at me like I’m absolutely nuts. And I get that, but for me, it’s what works. Do some things and/or people get pushed down the list a bit? Yes, they do. And I do feel horribly guilty for that, but not nearly as much as I have in the past. I have a constant inner monologue to remain true to myself and those priorities set in front of me right now. I’m working on my boundaries, learning how to push back a bit and continuing to build my own confidence. It’s kind of refreshing!
Once I cross the finish line at Mont Tremblant (notice I say WHEN, not IF…gotta have confidence nothing goes wrong on race day!), my 3rd WHY will come into focus and I can reflect on the past 7 or 8 months and hopefully smile. After I digest it all, I’m sure my priorities will shift into another direction again and my WHYs may change.
But the WHY will always remain the same for me, no matter what my goals are, no matter what adversity I’m faced with and no matter what age I am:
To challenge my inner self to be the best I can be.
I have to be honest. February is usually my least favorite month of the year. Even though it’s the shortest, it always feels like the longest to me. I’m not sure if it’s the weather, the let-down from the holidays, the lack of days off from work or what, but I don’t like it.
However, this year was different and it actually was one of the best months I’ve had in a long time!
I started off with a bang visiting my BFF Julie in California. I had been looking forward to this trip since she moved there more than a year ago! She wrote a blog post about our visit and it puts anything I would write to shame, so go check it out HERE. I adore her for writing this – here’s my favorite drawing she did:
The rest of the month was filled with adventures, family and friends: Sesame Street Live with Emily, soccer and basketball with Julia, a visit from our friends Joanna and Ben (and Ben’s daughters), an impromptu girls-only weekend in Chicago while Rob was out of town (It was in the mid-60s – what?!), and a fun concert with an 80s cover band with my sister-in-law!
Oh and I guess I did some Ironman training too. I went through my stats today and after I finish my bike ride later, I’ll have logged the following since February 1:
Ran 65 miles
Biked 301 miles
Swam just shy of 19,000 yards (or about 11 miles, give or take)
Not too shabby. Coach Matt has given me some more challenging workouts as of late, with a lot of intervals while keeping my heart rate in check. It’s not easy, but I’m getting there and my body is adjusting a lot quicker than it did last year which it refreshing for me.
So now we’re facing March. I know my training will pick up more and I’m sure these stats will increase for the month. I’m a little nervous, but I’ve been able to weather the storm so far and somehow manage to fit it all in without disrupting life too much. I’m excited for college basketball, and we will head on spring break at the end of next month, most likely just to Florida but I may pull the trigger on a last minute cruise. We’ll see if the timing works!
Stay tuned for a new post in the next week or so, thanks to an inspiration from my Coeur teammate Kecia. She wrote in her blog (HERE) about her “why” and I found it very intriguing to come up with my own “why”.
How about if I fill you in anyway? Pull up a chair – it will be fun!
So here I sit almost 2 weeks into my training plan and I’m super proud to say I haven’t missed a workout yet! (well, unless you count an optional swim this past Sunday but I don’t!) There have been several days when I did NOT feel like doing what Coach Matt had be doing – like Sunday for example. I flipped my weekend days around and did my tough bike ride on Saturday, leaving a 75 minute “easy” run to do on Sunday.
I did not want to do it. At. All. I had a headache, my motivation was lacking and I just felt off.
It took all my energy and will power to get the girls up and out the door to the gym to face the dreadmill. I was solo with them so I couldn’t opt outside so had to make due with the cards I was dealt.
I told myself to get there and just see how I felt once I got started and if I wanted to stop early, I convinced myself that was ok. But in the deep dark places in my brain, it wasn’t ok. I knew I had to finish the 75 minutes and I would push as hard as I could do to that.
And I did.
And it was slow.
And that’s ok. I kept my heart rate at or below 150 which is a typical threshold Matt gives me for longer runs. He wants me to establish a baseline now so once I get into more speed work and longer double workouts, I can sustain a pace without taxing my cardio system or legs. It actually works well for me and forces me to not try to kill it on every run. Clearly I can’t “kill it” during the marathon at Ironman – my legs are basically cement blocks by that time so it’s all about survival mode!
I have to say I was very proud of myself for getting it done and I actually felt better afterwards – my headache subsided a bit and I was rewarded with a yummy brunch with my girls and our friend Stacy. Eggs and bacon for the win!
I’ve also been challenging myself with my swim workouts – I’ve been trying to do more yardage with some harder sets and changing things up a bit from my mundane “just swim as many laps as you can before you have to de-fog the goggles…” workouts.
So far I’ve done varying workouts up to 100 minutes on the bike, 3,000 meter swim and 75 minute run. I know it’s going to get harder from here so I have to be ready!
Luckily Sparty the bike got a bit of a make-over which I’m hoping will help – I got a different cassette with more gears to help with climbing and it’s now all tuned up and in good shape for the forseeable future.
I also treated myself to some new bike shoes – and they’re LOUD! Check out these bad boys:
I have to say, I do have more confidence in myself than I did last year which is a good thing.
Then I realize the race is in 184 days.
And I panic that I’ll never be ready.
Why does that seem so long and so short at the same time?
If you’re still reading this, why? (ha! I kid…thank you!) I leave you with a picture for Valentine’s Day of my 2 favorite girls on the entire planet – they were beside themselves today with excitement about their parties and all the candy they’ll consume.
Oh and here’s a picture of me with my awesome Coeur sweatshirt! Is this the cutest ever? We all need a little heart and courage these days so why not wear it proudly, too? You can get your very own HERE.
Did I mention I ate my weight in Rice Krispie Treats today? Yea…good times.