Tri Chat: False Start
Tri Chats are short training updates to keep me in check!My first week back from vacation was tough but I feel like I came back swinging and into the thick of things. My Tri2Onegroup meets every Read More …
Tag: IronMan
Ironman Arizona Week 9: Slow But Strong
There is definitely a difference the second time around. For my first Ironman, in Florida last year, I was a nervous wreck. I didn’t know what to expect and had legitimate doubts about completing the Read More …
Tri Chat: The Party is Over
Tri Chats are short training updates to keep me in check! I signed up for Miami Man, our local 70.3 distance race. It is on November 11th, two weeks after 70.3 Miami, the IronMan branded event. I Read More …
Tri Chat: Getting In The Groove
As I write this, I keep checking on my Wolfpack teammates and other friends who are finishing up IronMan Brasil. They are doing so amazing that it inspires me to go out there and hit the road. Read More …
Ironman Arizona Weeks 4 & 5: Better Than Nothing At All
Ugh. I am all over the place. Literally. Between spraining my ankle and then heading out on vacation it’s as if training for Ironman Arizona hasn’t even started. But that is not the only thing Read More …
Ironman Arizona Week 3: Mounting Frustration
Just as I was getting my engine started for Ironman Arizona I sprained my ankle. That made this week frustrating and dicey as I adapted my training to what I thought my ankle could handle. Read More …
Tri Chat: Ready To Roll
“That was the most sorry a$$, woe is me, princess blog post I’ve ever read,” was what my friend Cynthia, fellow blogger at Samurai Cynthia and my IronMan training partner told me as we rode our bicycles. Read More …
Ironman Arizona Week 1: Let’s Get This Party Started
And just like that, a new Ironman cycle began. I will be competing in Ironman Arizona, on November 16th as part of Team Refuel by Got Chocolate Milk. They also sponsored me for Ironman Florida in 2013 so Read More …
Like A Computer, Life Has A RESET Button
I have been swirling in a glass full of self-pity, walking around with a dark cloud over my head. I was tired, cranky, and unenthusiastic about life in general. I couldn’t pin point the cause Read More …
The Helicopter Mom Who Flew Away
I’ve called myself a helicopter parent and an attached parent in the past. I used to be the mom who knew everything going on in their kids life and was on top of their game. Read More …
