Post mortem: IM Canada

There’s this saying “Third time’s charm”, which might be true in some cases, but I don’t think that I’d sum up my Ironman Canada experience in such a way. It’s been just over two weeks ago since I crossed the finish line, and I’m still sorting through the experience.   I have to be honest with myself and admit that I was nervous about even finishing – hell, I was nervous about making it to the start line when I signed up!  I don’t want to be one of those people who initially say “I just want to finish” and then complain about their overall time.  I will say that with Wildflower and IMCanada, 2018 shaped up to be the year of personal worsts.   But it’s also the year of tackling fucking hard courses despite slightly sub-par fitness and/or feeling my age, and there is something to be said about that too. Continue reading “Post mortem: IM Canada”


Sizzling summer (already?)

Although it technically isn’t summer (we’re still a week shy of that date), it has felt like summer since mid-May, and our yard would definitely agree with that sentiment!  It has already been a scorcher here in Colorado, and, yes, the fire season kicked off with a vengeance.  It is WAY too early for fire season to have started, but that is the reality of the world in which we are living. Continue reading “Sizzling summer (already?)”

¡A San José! ¡Pura vida!

Or: The way to San José, Take 2

I’m embarrassed to say that I was NOT looking forward to returning home, unpacking, packing the same bag with an entirely separate set of clothes, and heading back to the airport for a pretty rough schedule – all within a week of my first trip in May.  But, such is life, and I really *did* try to roll with the punches, as they say.  However, my attitude as I headed to DIA at 9:00 pm Friday night (yes, 9:00 at NIGHT!) was less than ideal as my thoughts kept turning to the 22 students between the ages of 12-14 and the terrible travel (in terms of connections) ahead of us.   Continue reading “¡A San José! ¡Pura vida!”

Do you know the way to San José? (Take 1: California)

I usually like to keep the month of May somewhat low-key, sort of a protected, buffer zone as the school year amps up just to wind down.  May 2018, however, found me traveling to far-flung places.  Okay, not really, but I found myself traveling from California to Costa Rica within the span of a week.  While this wouldn’t have been ideal to me, and I was somewhat grumpy leading up to BOTH trips, I’m ending the month feeling slightly overwhelmed but really glad that I did that whole “embrace life/YOLO” shit.   Continue reading “Do you know the way to San José? (Take 1: California)”

(Not) The same as it ever was: Wildflower Triathlon

But still awesome and an amazing experience.  (Except for that soul-crushing run!)

In some ways, Wildflower Triathlon *was* very much the same – a great, fun, supportive experience with terrific energy – and definitely NOT an Ironman branded race.  And hard.  Did I mention that it was hard?  I will always have a place in my heart for this race as it introduced me to triathlon.   I’m going to sound like a broken record repeating “great” or “awesome” throughout this post, but those adjectives sum up the weekend and this particular race experience. Continue reading “(Not) The same as it ever was: Wildflower Triathlon”

Training: Two steps forward, a somersault back

That literally sums up my training this spring.  I’m not where I was in October, but to describe my winter and spring training as uneven would be a slight understatement.  My first “race” is coming up, and I feel woefully unprepared – or, well, woefully unfit for this particular distance and race.  I’ve certainly learned quite a bit from training through colder and darker months, and the main takeaway is that I will never, ever commit to a pretty big race (70.3) for the beginning of May.  The timing worked well when we lived in California and I was happy to train throughout the “winter” months, but it’s a different story here in Colorado! Even though it was a mild winter by anyone’s measurement, I found it hard to string together solid weeks of training.  Yes, a week here and there, some workouts that felt good, maybe a handful that I’d call “great”, but I lacked overall consistency in training.  And, I’ll say that as every weekend came around, I felt torn between skiing, which was what I wanted to do, and training, which is what I needed to do.   Continue reading “Training: Two steps forward, a somersault back”

How is it even possible?!

That we are in APRIL?  I mean, really?  What’s happening?!

I guess that’s what happens to your poor, neglected blog when you just aren’t feeling it.  Whatever “it” is.  I sort of feel that I should do a Monty Python “not dead yet” impersonation, that I really am still here, but I’ll leave that to funnier people.  And, in many ways, life is humming along here, with plenty of ups AND downs.  But a quick snapshot of what HAS been going on… Continue reading “How is it even possible?!”