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race report: Island Lake Spring Sprint 2014

I kept staring at the comment that was posed on the screen by one of my EN coaches, “The question is not whether you NEED to race.  Do you WANT to race? Because that is all that matters.”  I had hit them up in the forums about racing this weekend and whether is was “necessary” to race before my 70.3 in June.  Before he responded, I had decided that I didn’t really want to race this weekend.  Too much admin, time, money wasted on a course I could do any day of the week.  But once I read his reply, my inner thoughts immediately jumped to, “Why don’t I want to race? Isn’t that the whole point of training-to race?” And I knew immediately that even if I didn’t want to race, I NEEDED to race- to save myself from falling into a common training pitfall- not being able to see the forest for the trees.

Most athletes train to compete.  For many, the competition is their favorite part.  I like to compete too, but I like the predictability that day-to-day training brings me. I can get VERY comfortable training.  Which is not a good thing.  However, my training has been very uncomfortable, off-schedule, and unpredictable lately, which made me grumpy, exhausted, and frustrated.  Throwing a race on top of trying to balance the schedule?  No thank you.

But I needed the race to remember why I do all the regimented training.  And also to remember that it’s OK sometimes to not follow the schedule exactly and if you’re tired, it’s OK to skip a workout here and there.  I’m not out here saving lives.  I’m just trying to have fun.

So I went into Friday with that attitude.  I tested out the long sleeve wetsuit in the pool Friday morning, picked up my packet late Friday, and took the bike home from the rack room at Hometown after we figured out how to adjust the back brake so it would stop rubbing.

Saturday morning I got up extra early because I knew I would forget something- the beginning of the season I always have jitters because I haven’t done any pre-race routine in so long.  When I got there, I saw Claudia right away in the parking lot and she saved me with a bike pump, since I hadn’t remembered to bring mine or pump up my tires -*head smack* . It was nice to have  a friend in transition with me, since I haven’t had that since moving away from CO.  It was also so nice that so many people from Hamburg Fitness tri team came out- Deb, Rex, Marcelo, Wes, and everyone else!  They have really welcomed me to their team and that’s been a lot of fun.

Me and Claudia before the start.

Claudia and I before the start.

It started before I was even ready– not much time to warm up even, since I spent more time talking and le ss time prepping!  The water was warmer than I thought, making me wish I had worn the sleeveless since it is so much easier to get off.  As I imagined, without ear plugs (forgotten!) I was super dizzy coming out of the water and had a hard time getting the wetsuit unzipped, much less off my feet.  My first transition time was SLOW.  Embarrassingly slow, but what could I do?  So I hopped on the bike and took off- with a purpose, of course.  The main goal of the bike was to “flatten” any hills, keep my cadence consistent, and not cross-chain (or I would never live it down at the bike shop).  The course is very familiar to me, as I ride it at least once every couple of weeks, so I knew I could work on keeping the cadence at a reasonable  85-90 RPM.  Keeping the power consistent and “flattening” out the hills proved to be more difficult.  My competitive nature tends to kick in, and with a sprint, I just kind of went for it. Overall, I was satisfied with how I felt on the bike.  Unfortunately, my time was not as fast as I hoped, but I had held back a little, reminding myself I needed to survive a brisk 60 mile ride the next day!

On the run, I just went for it because I was feeling pretty good and happy!  I was SO GLAD that I raced, and I knew I was doing well.  The run course is fairly easy, so it felt great and I was able to clock a new personal best 5k- 24:06. I was surprised when I crossed the finish line to find out that I had finished first overall in 1:17:20.XX!  This was a great experience for me to have before my “A” race, although in the past week I wished I had the guts to have raced the Olympic with the “big guns”, I can take away the satisfaction of knowing that I am out there doing something for the right reasons when I race Rev3 WI Dells in June. Now I can’t wait!!

Woot Woot! 2 Buck chuck and a duffel bag for the winner. :)

Woot Woot! 2 Buck chuck and a duffel bag for the winner. 🙂

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bumpkin style!

That video is just awesome– that’s what I watched when I was checking out taking the train to Mr. Prepared’s mom’s house in Chicago in a few weeks, which will be…AWESOME.  Except I can’t take my bike, so we might just take the car.  It’s just so convenient, and we would have to find a home for The Beast (Miss Daisy) otherwise, which I am unwilling to do at this point.

In the meantime, my life has been  more “bumpkin style” than “gangnam style” here in B-town.  That’s what the new home is gonna be called, even when we move to fancy “Hamburg Township”.

Which we hopefully can do.  Home loans these days take an advanced degree and an enormous amount of dedication to complete, I’ll tell ya.  No joke.  You won’t believe me unless you bought a home after 2010, but the amount of paperwork and personal disclosure is unreal at this point.  If I hadn’t already made a Pinterest collage for “new lake house“, I might have already given up.

Beside the new house (and the old house-don’t even get me started!) we are just bumpkins trying to meander our way through the events of regular life in the Big City.  LOL.  I am trying to muster my knowledge of Boulder, since that’s my last known city (LKC) of residence for what things are like in a town of significant size.

  • You have to be able to parallel park, which I did after stalling out going into reverse on Main St.  (Yes, everyone saw, just like Driver’s Ed, but much, much more embarrassing)
  • You have to know where to drop your mail (there are multiple slots for dropping postage paid mail in cities sorry Uncle Danny’s birthday card!).
  • You have to accept different kinds of wildlife. No more deer or bear crossings —  but here was a sweet WOW! Herons crossing the road passage:

    red heron

    additionally, proof we live next to a cemetery. 2 in fact.

  • Sometimes cities have random “Pavement Ends” moments– somehow, I think this should be particular to the “Wild West” but here, the pavement just ends for no particular reason on roads like “Golf Club Drive” which seems unlikely and generally surprising.  But the fun part is that it scares the crap out of the children!

As far as stuff we are up to, it isn’t much.  We can’t bike safely out of our apartment complex (being as we are pinned in by a swamp, a cemetery, and an interstate highway), but we make our own fun by biking in the rain and doing rain sprints with the dog.  I mean, running while the kids are biking (Meg learned to ride without training wheels this week!) is actually a bit of a speed workout!  Between that the the good advice from The Running Lab guys, I am ready for Island Lake Triathlon Summer.  Good times!

And as part of my training, I have been contemplating the century ride for the Tour de Livingston in October which is hosted in part by Mt. Brighton by the Howell Rotary for Livingston County United Way.  I worked with Primal Designs in Denver to make the jersey for the Tour de Livingston Ride for Mt. Brighton, which I gotta say looks pretty sweet (no thanks to me- just to the fantastic crew at Primal Designs!)  which should pretty much conclude my unpaid internship in marketing at Mt. Brighton.  Too bad that I have no “real” experience in marketing and nepotism is frowned upon; otherwise, I would stand a chance at keeping up their Facebook page and being the face of Mt. Brighton, which would be cool.

mt brighton jersey design

Mt. Brighton Jersey. Totally cannot take credit for it, but Primal Designs can. Awesome- even has chain mail detail on the the shoulders, etc.!

In the meantime, I am planning to pursue the personal training certification, if for nothing than my own personal advancement and hopefully with the goal of changing people’s lives.  We will see if that can be pursued in the fall along with some other goals…I know it’s not a half-Ironman, but life has thrown me a few curveballs since April, and I am just trying to see what’s available and be open to what’s possible. In the meantime, I am doing my FIRST 5K SWIM this weekend as part of a fundraiser for the NorthStar Reach Camp. a camp for children with life-threatening illnesses.  Awesome and excited!

Swim to the Moon

Will let you know how everything goes— in the meantime, please update me on life outside of B-town.  It’s a little bit lonely here for the new girl.  🙂

adventures in getting lost

So we have successfully made it to our new home in Michigan, where no one told me it was going to be about 50-60 degrees, since it was 90-100 the last time Mr. Prepared left.  Since of course I didn’t get much working out in while we were on the road and the Ogilvie Farewell World Tour, and since our stuff was supposed to be here Sunday but it was postponed until yesterday (oh! Yay!), I told Mr. Prepared I was going to ride my bike early Sunday morning.  I picked an old rail trail that had been converted to asphalt (since the speed of drivers + lack of shoulder + total lack of knowledge of where I am is petrifying) to do my first bike ride.  I looked at the map, determined how I would drive to one of the end points, and flipped off my phone.

Now, I know we live in the age of Google Maps and voice-activated driving directions, but I really do pride myself on sense of direction and being able to read a map.  However, I got so turned around in driving (first in the entire opposite direction of where I intended to go) that a 12 minute drive took almost an hour.  I won’t even mention the fact that I tried to drive to the start of the trail which was across the lake from the actual parking lot.  Not. Actually. Possible.

However, I was so relieved when I arrived at my destination that I promptly coughed up my money for an annual out-of-state parks pass (less than ½ the cost of a state parks pass in CO!) and drove in.  It was like a triathlete gathering!  There were people on their bikes, people open water swimming, people doing beachside yoga.  I wanted to like wave my hand and be like, “Hey!  I’m new! Anyone want to let me ride with them?” but I didn’t because I am a totally self-conscious chicken shit, if I am being honest.  So I just hopped on my bike and started riding my planned route.  I didn’t see any of those riders on my route, so I am not sure where they were biking, but maybe I will find out soon?  I did see one guy (it was hard to miss the aero helmet and full disc wheel, truth be told) going around and around doing laps on the park road.  If so, I am not sure why.  The route I went on was not the prettiest, but at least I was going somewhere.  I went through 3 counties, which seems impressive when you come from a county as big as Rhode Island (Not truly impressive.  One time Mr. Prepared ran through 3 states in one run, and that sounds way more badass.)  I did parallel a major interstate most of the time, but I figured that wasn’t too different from home, and at one point I saw people playing actual CRICKET.  The GAME.  Pretty cool, huh?

Monday I played it safe, used my voice-activated Google Maps, and worked out in a gym that we got free week passes to Sunday afternoon.  It’s actually freezing here, and I thought I might be cold outside in all those shorts and tank tops I brought for the “Midwest heat”.  Also, I wanted to try out my new shoes I got (along with excellent free advice and video analysis AND feedback about my running form!) at The Running Lab in Brighton (thank you!).  After running, I was still too chicken to work out in the weights section, so I did my weights upstairs in what could best be termed their “old weights we didn’t want to throw away yet” section.

New adventures bring out new habits, and I am trying to make good ones here.  I am looking forward to waving to people I know soon, instead of waving and looking like the crazy girl.  Actually, people here are so friendly, they’d probably just wave right back.

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