lululemon twin cities RUN: twin K 2015.

It’s no secret that I love all things lululemon. Since the showroom days back in 2009, I’ve been hooked on wunder unders, speed shorts and cool racer backs (I won’t tell you how many I have of each). 

lululemon has since exploded in Minneapolis-Saint Paul (MOA store alum!) – and, along with it, their yoga and run community. The premiere event: the RUN: twin K, which is just around the corner.

We’ve participated as both pacers and volunteers, and it’s been fun to see it grow from a race along the river road run path the first year to closing down historic Summit Avenue the second. I can’t wait to see what’s in store for this year! 

So, lace up your sneakers and meet at the intersection of PRs and OMs. Join lululemon athletica Twin Cities and 2,000 of your closest friends at the third annual RUN: twin K. 


Nick paced the 2013 RUN: twin K (two weeks post Ironman Canada), and I ran way too hard.


Post-race yoga with our 2013 finishers’ medal: the lululemon (un) mat.


Scenes (and, a drone!) from the 2014 RUN: twin K.

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on gearing back up for IMWI.

Following a big training weekend in northern Wisconsin, Nick and I were being lazy relaxing when I noticed my Ironman Coeur d’Alene medal hanging on the mantel (highly debatable living room decor, I know). It almost feels like the race didn’t happen, I told him. 

It’s really weird… I mean, I know it happened, but at the same time, it feels like eons ago and almost like a dream, a really hot training day smack in the middle of Ironman Wisconsin training. Maybe I’m just blocking out the 106F inferno misery! 

Anyway, recovery went well and much quicker than I expected. After a week of rest and play in Big Sky, TrainingPeaks had a full week of workouts, albeit super easy with zero watts and slow, short runs. In the weeks since, watts and speed + tempo work have reappeared – along with my legs. 


How I feel about cycling (and training in general) ♥

So, what’s it been like to jump back into training? 

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bike, life

visiting home-home.

Home, I learned, can be anywhere you make it. Home is also the place to which you come back again and again. -Margaret Mead

There’s no place like home-home. I made the trek six hours north to mine last Friday for two reasons – my Grandpa Klegstad’s 87th birthday(!) and to see my sweet old weimaraner, Zoey (she’s closing in on 15!), who was recently diagnosed with lymphoma. It was a lovely weekend, celebrating lives so full of love and happiness and family (and of rock and stick chew toys and steal-anything-edible-off-the-counter!).

As the weekend drew to a close on Sunday and Grandma and Grandpa told us stories from their childhood, courtship and raising our dad and aunts and uncles, I was once again reminded about time and to savor every single moment… because the days are long, but the years are short, right?! I drove away with tears and that weird feeling when you’re heart is so full of love, but so sad at the same time ♥ 

Anyway, the weekend highlights…!

Breakfast al fresco (homemade jam!) with this little lady… 


Since I’m gearing back up for Ironman Wisconsin, there was a decent amount of training to get done. As part of my long ride on Saturday, I biked north to Canada (Hallock’s 20 miles south of the border). The road was quiet and the shoulders wide, so perfect for cycling – other than it’s crazy flat. You know you’re in the Red River Valley when your elevation gain is only 177 feet over 81 miles! 


The border crossing on Highway 75 at Emerson is closed, so I sneaked across the barriers. 


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IMCdA recovery in the mountains.

As hot as Ironman Coeur d’Alene was, I reminded myself often throughout the race to not wish it away (thank you for that nugget, Nanette!). Regardless, the race flew by and we were onto the race-cation and recovery in Montana. Taking a week off after was the best way to not only recover, but to combat the post-race blues. I’m certain they would have been worse had we come straight home to Minnesota. Mountains are a good distraction (especially when the race doesn’t turn out the way you wanted)! 

With that, the highlights… 

Turning “fake friends” (what Nick calls my social media friends) into real friends! After months of chatting about life and triathlon almost daily, Monica and I finally met. You know when you haven’t seen a good friend for awhile and you pick up right where you left off? Yep, that. Grateful to call her a friend and for all her generous hospitality while we were in CdA! 


Monica and I at bike check-in.

Lucky me also got to meet Sam (and her pup, Mimi!) and Doris at the race expo as well as race with Coeur Sports teammate Lisa (she crushed it! And, super random, she swam with one of my dear friends when they were in high school). After the race, I caught up with my Canadian friends, Christine and Liz, over Mexi Coke, and the next day, with Jen over coffee at Vault. I’m so glad all of our paths crossed! 

Can we all please agree to live in the same location (preferably the pacific northwest) so we can hang out and swimbikerun all day?!


Liz, Christine and I celebrating with Mexi Coke.

Nick and I stayed in CdA through Tuesday morning to get our vehicle fixed (new cylinder coil and spark plugs) before heading east to visit friends in Missoula. We caught up over dinner and continued the conversation in their backyard (light until well after 10p!), where I relaxed in a hammock.

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race report // ironman coeur d’alene


Ironman Coeur d’Alene was one of the hardest and definitely the hottest thing I have ever done. And, although not the outcome I trained for – 106F = goal paces out the window – it was a huge deposit in the mental toughness bank and big fuel on the fire. Onward to Ironman Wisconsin! 


Because of the record hot forecast, race officials moved the start up an hour to 5:45a, which meant a 3a alarm. Up and at ’em and race morning rituals later, my amazing sherpas Nick and Sonia (seriously, no way I would have made it to the race without them) and I headed to city park. 


Pre-IM ritual… wise words from Lynne Cox.

Nothing fancy once we arrived. I checked my bike special needs bag, calibrated my Garmin and loaded my bike with nutrition. And, because I’m not a bike mechanic, I handed my bike over the fence to Nick so he could pump my tires… because presta valves! Good thing, too, because the rear one unscrewed, which would have made me panicky had I done it. 





The best sherpas ever!

SWIM // 1:09:49, 1:48/100m, 16th AG

Amid the sea of wetsuit-clad triathletes, I somehow found Monica and we chatted for a bit before a quick warm-up swim. After that, I positioned in the 1:05-1:15 wave and after standing on the right for a bit, decided that wasn’t where I wanted to line up, so ran through the masses to the left side so I’d hit the inside of the buoys easier. 

Lake Coeur d’Alene didn’t disappoint… perfect temp (72F!), so clean and clear you could see the bottom for a good portion of the swim. Both loops cruised by and not once did I run into anyone. Maybe I swam a bit too far inside the buoys?! (I’m still learning how to swim harder.) Regardless, it was lovely. I didn’t even mind the quick run on the beach between loops. My only complaint: the swim out arch was black and nearly impossible to see against the backdrop of pine trees. 

As I exited the water, I stole quick glance at the clock – 1:26 – and my oh-this-felt-like-a-decent-swim thoughts dissipated. When a volunteer told me it was the AG time, my heart sank. It certainly didn’t feel like that (it wasn’t, obviously, and was instead an IM swim PR!). Brush it off, I told myself… go get ’em on the bike. My swim time didn’t cross my mind again. 





Nick managed to find me in the sea of swimmers, all the way to the first red buoy!

Gear: ROKA Sports Maverick Pro wetsuit, ROKA Sports X1 goggles in dark amber mirror, Castelli T1:stealth top, Coeur Sports tri shorts, lululemon flow Y sports bra

Nutrition (pre-race): two black cherry Clif shot blok chews (forgot to bring a Gu), bottle of Osmo Hydration active, Imodium (lifesaver on the run… no GI upset). 

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