The days are long, but the years are short. I never realized just how true that statement was until this past year. I swear I blinked, and we were ringing in another new year.…
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Twenty-thirteen was filled with all around awesomeness. Between two passport stamps – the Bahamas and Canada – and several road trips (Austin, Hallock twice and Madison), there was lots of swimbikerun, niece Finley’s arrival,…
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Where’d November go?! After two months of swimbikerunning when I felt like it, the hum of scheduled training started again last month, and it feels good. I started working with Nick’s coach, Andy Schiesl,…
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Training with power on the bike is no joke. There is no slacking, ever. Let your mind wander to la-la land, and your watts fall into is-your-heart-rate-even-above-100 range. I’ve had my Quarq Elsa for…
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Not gonna lie, the post-ironman blues hit just a smidge after Ironman Canada. It’s a weird thing working for months toward a BIG goal, reaching that goal and then… bam!, it’s over in a blink…
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A little feature over on Second/Shift Athlete today! Thank you, Colleen and Amy, for sharing my story! These rad ladies are up to cool things. I love the blog’s motive: We want to be your…
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In the two-plus weeks since Ironman Canada I’ve continued to eat like I’m still training – coconut macaroons for breakfast? Yes, please! – and occasionally have to remind myself that I did, in fact, race…
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Last Sunday’s Ironman Wisconsin can be summed up in one word. Inspirational. From the moment the gun went off at 7a until 10:30p (and later) when triathletes were still pounding the State Street pavement, there…