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”
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”
So, Boulder 70.3 (2017) has come and gone. I planned to write a pre-race ramble, but failed to do so. Well, actually, I got this far: So, it’s been a while since I did anything that resembled a race event, over a year, to be precise, and, now, I’m having to remind myself of the protocols – formal and informal – of race week. I say that I’m racing in parenthesis because, while Boulder 70.3 is my “A” race of 2017, I’m nowhere near to being in true race shape, or what would have been race shape in past years, and really this is more like a dust-off-the-cobwebs-race. But, so it goes… Different years, different priorities, a lingering foot injury that kept my running game minimalistic for months, to say the least, and, yet, I’m looking forward to suiting up on Saturday and see how the swim/bike/run legs feel and to be out there, feel the energy of other people, and just embrace the fact that I have the good fortune and privilege to participate in the race. Continue reading “Third time is something of a charm (Boulder 70.3)”
Just a note: I wrote this ages ago and then waited and waited for the race photos. Yes, I’m one of those people who purchases the race photos, depending on the race! And, yes, Boulder 70.3 actually happened – a few weeks ago now, which, in racing time is like “years ago”.
In some ways, it doesn’t feel *right* to spend 500 or 5,000 words on a navel-gazing ‘race report’. Additionally, now that 7-8 days since last Saturday have passed, so many details that seemed oh-so important at the time have faded. That, however, might be a good thing as maybe I’ll be somewhat more brief.
Continue reading “Boulder 70.3: Highs and lows”
For some reason, writing about Boulder IM hasn’t been top on my list of to-dos since the race. Oops! I was also waiting for some photos, but now that they have arrived, it’s time to sit down and reflect a bit on last Sunday’s endeavor. Overall, it was a GREAT day out there, and I feel lucky that I raced/performed the way I did. I know that it isn’t all luck, but I do think that there is an element of chance that comes into play.
Continue reading “IM Boulder: Race report (most boring title ever)”