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An Intentional Act.

It’s been very quiet on this space since Raleigh.

Maybe you noticed, maybe you didn’t.

Either way, I’ve been quiet. I’ve been trying to sort through my thoughts around the race I had in North Carolina. To assess what went well and what did not. I’ve been trying to recover and ramp up my training again. I’ve been swimming, biking, running. And I’ve also had a small injury which I have dealt with and that I hope is mostly behind me now.

I’ve been slapped upside the face with the reality that Ironman is barreling down the pipe and will be here before I know it.

I’ve realized HOW HARD this endeavor truly is. There is no escaping it, Ironman is a difficult race, no matter how much training you put in. You have to earn each stroke of the 2.4 mile swim, each peddle of the 112 mile bike and each step of that 26.2 mile run. And even if you put in all the training and work behind each event that you possibly can (while balancing your normal/non ironman life), you still have the nutrition and hydration factor to balance – oh so carefully – during the course of the training and the actual race day. As it turns out,140.6 miles doesn’t come easy. 140.6 miles is a very intentional act.

Here I sit 34 days from the event, the nerves are setting in. I sprained my wrist so swimming has been not so great the past 2 weeks. On top of the wrist, I’ve biked the course in Lake Placid the past two weekends and finally come to terms that my bike seat just isn’t working for me. Leaving me essentially 2 weeks to figure that situation out. Oh, and it’s become clear that I need more practice on hills. Much more practice. Ugh. Finally, the running. Oh the running. We’ve been careful with my running since I was injured last fall with my calf muscle bringing my racing season to a screeching halt. As of 2 weeks ago, I had not run more than 13 miles but have increased up to 14 and 15 these past two weeks. Hopefully I will get at least one 17 or 18 mile run in before race day.

Ok, well now I have that out of my system and into the universe. The world can take my worries and let them disperse. I know that there is not a whole lot left I can do training wise at this point to propel me across that finish line. At this point it’s more about listening to my body, focusing on nutrition and working on my mental strength to get me through. 

July 26th is going to be one for the books. No matter what happens. All I know, is that I have not come this far to not give it my all. 

140.6 miles is an intentional act.

So, what have I been up to these past 3 weeks?

Weekly workouts//

Week of June 1: Recovery Week, post Raleigh 

  • Monday – 20 min Recovery Swim (hotel pool, Kansas City)
  • Tuesday – 30 min Recovery Swim (hotel pool, Kansas City)
  • Wednesday – 40 min Recovery Bike (hotel gym, Chicago)
  • Thursday – 30 min Run (hotel gym, Chicago)
  • Friday – 2200 yd recovery swim
  • Saturday – 2 hour bike
  • Sunday – 1 hour run

Week of June 8: Lake Placid Training Camp Fri-Sun

  • Monday – 3600 swim ladder (attempted with injury, not great…)
  • Tuesday – rest day
  • Wednesday – brick: 90 min bike, 30 min run
  • Thursday – 45 minute Base Run 
  • Friday – (#1) swim 2.5 miles in Mirror Lake, (#2) 32 mile bike – including biking up Whiteface Mountain Road… 
  • Saturday – (#1) Bike 110 miles (I skipped the out and back, ran into a few issues on lap 2…) and (#2) run 3 miles (was dehydrated at had to cut my run short 
  • Sunday – (#1) Bike 56 miles and (#2) run 14.5 miles

…. Yes, we bikes 200 miles on the LP bike course over 3 days. And yes, this course is no joke. One loop is such a different story than 2 consecutive loops. Hello hills. 

Week of June 15:

  • Monday – Rest day
  • Tuesday – Sports massage for recovery 
  • Wednesday – Swim 4200 yards
  • Thursday – 50 min Tempo Run
  • Friday – plan to swim 3200, got out after 1300 – couldn’t hold anything remotely close to my normal pace, so I listened to my body and stopped… 
  • Saturday – back to LP, biked 115 miles and ran 4.5
  • Sunday – ran 15.5 miles in the heat & humidity… Not my favorite run of recent memory. 

Total miles? A lot. Since I’m actually typing this post from my phone, I’m feeling too lazy to put together the math right now. πŸ™‚

I’m definitely into the “what doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger” part of Ironman training. 

Only a couple weeks left, and I’m determined to stay positive and optimistic about this. (And for my friends and family’s sake, I’ll try to keep the complaints to a minimum. I am still aware that I chose to do this of my own free will AND that I actually paid to enter this event.)

Now, for the fun part, the photo recap (or what I actually stopped to take a moment to capture…) 

Kid President is the best. 

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My newest addition while biking. Bonk Breaker Salted Caramel. Yum! IMG_1505
Yes! Next winter’s running adventure with my Mom and sister!!

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So much wisdom. Life truly is too short and if I’ve realized nothing else during the pat year it’s that I spent too much time with people too concerned with how they are viewed by others. 

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Volunteering at the Hudson Crossing Triathlon.

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Oh yea, I turned another year older πŸ™‚ loved this from my friend Kim! IMG_1513

Sprained wrist = 3 to 6 weeks with this training partner. (I give this about 2 weeks, then hopefully we’re moving on.) 

Getting ready to celebrate a new baby! πŸ™‚ 

Our Friday bike of Lake Placid training weekend… Check out that climb up whiteface. Glad we only went up about 3 miles of the 12 mile road!! 

 Bike course elevation for LP. A bit overwhelming… And leaving me wishing I had found more hills to train on… 

5:30 am. My favorite time of day. So peaceful, fresh & new.


Betty Designs secret swap! Looks like my Betty had help decorating the box! 

And apparently chocolate doesn’t like traveling across the country. 

But these spoons were so cute!! 

Biking in LP… At the out & back in Ausable. Probably my least favorite part of the course… 

Still fine tuning my hydration set up. Taking in the right amount of fluid is turning out to be one of the hardest things for me to balance. So frustrating. 

Heading back into Wilmington – last true decent on the course before the 13+ miles of climbing into Lake Placid. 

In retrospect, I probably could have picked a flatter Ironman course to tackle, but there will be no question that I earned my medal once I cross that line on July 26th. 

This will be the most concentrated effort that I’ve ever had to put forth to achieve something in my life. This journey has taught me a lot and I believe has so much more to teach me before I cross that finish line. 

Thank you to everyone that has supported me and continues to support me along this road that I’m taking. It truly takes a village to achieve something like this and I couldn’t do it without each and everyone of my friends and family cheering me on. 

140.6 miles. It’s an intentional act. 

Running is hard.

Running is hard.

I always forget how difficult building mileage can be until I am working on building up miles again. I’ve decided that I must block out much of the struggle and difficulty it takes to reach each milestone after each milestone is actually reached. Well, as I typed that I might want to retract it. The first time I trained for and ran a half marathon, I hated it. And I remembered it.Then, a couple years later, as I ramped up to run a half marathon alongside biking 56 miles and swimming 1.2 for my first 70.3, I actually didn’t hate running 13.1 as much, but I would say the long runs were still not my favorite. Then something happened this year, while training for my second 70.3, I started to LOVE my long runs, especially the 12, 13 and 14 milers. And it was awesome!

So, with the love of my 12 to 14 mile runs in my mind, I decided to sign up for a marathon. I then had the pleasure of allowing myself to simply forget about the fact that I had signed up for said marathon until after the 70.3 in late June. But I did continue to enjoy running – the long runs, the short runs, the speed workouts, and the base workouts… And then it started. Starting mid-July the long runs startedΒ getting longer, and that final mile or two of each run has gottenΒ a little more and more difficult.Β 

Oh, hi running. I forgot about all the fun that comes along with the next mile. While the satisfaction of each long run finished is an amazing feeling, those miles of 15, 16, 17 have been a little more painful than the first 13 to 14 miles… and I’ve started to recognize the need for things like ice baths and other recovery mechanisms. Seriously, I have been questioning my own sanity, especially on the mornings that I am staringΒ down a 2.5+ hour run. Then I remember that training for the ADK marathon is just the tip of the iceberg since I am going to be tackling Ironman Lake Placid next year.

Welcome to running. Just when you think you have it down, it reminds you that there is a reason that many don’t run. Why? Because it’s hard. There is no denying it, no hiding it. Or I guess you could hide it and pretend that all your runs are easy and amazing, but seriously, whoever claims that is lying. I don’t care who you are.Β 

Hopefully having this marathon under my belt will make the training this winter and spring all the easier. Also, I keep reminding myself that I am running difficult (hilly) courses for the training since I’ve managed to select a very difficult course (some have told me one of the more difficult marathons in the Northeast) for my first marathon. Again, not sure what I was thinking… ok I do know, I was thinking it would be beautiful (ADK mountains, peak leaf season) and that the medal looked cool (Yes, I picked based on the medal – there is always a first for everything). Β 

The one thing I’ve had to realize is that a sub-4 hour marathon, which I should absolutely be able to achieve on a flatter course, likely will not be in the cards at this event. At this point, I’ll be happy to just build up my mileage without injury. Adding in the speed, plus the miles, plus the hills likely won’t come together by September 28th. So I guess a sub-4 hour marathon will just have to be on the bucket list for the future if I ever decide that I have the need to run another marathon after this one, and after IMLP. After all, the things that I hate about running are also the reasons that I love running.

Running is hard. And that’s why I love it.

There are good days and bad, easier runs and more difficult runs.Β 

And there is a challenge for everyone.

There is always a different distance to try, a faster pace to achieve, or a new challenge to tackle.

And you have to work to achieve each milestone. No matter who you are.Β 

Running is hard.Β 

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Weekly Workouts// Β 

Well, this marked another week of very limited workouts. Finally finally finally felt better this weekend – hoping I have this cold behind me!Β 

  • Monday – 30 Minute RunΒ – Testing the waters to see how I felt…Β 
  • Tuesday –Recovery Ride – Rest Day – Cancelled Workout
  • Wednesday – 1 Hour 15 Minute Bike 30/30s – Rest Day – Cancelled Workout
  • Thursday – 50 Minute Run – 6 Miles
  • Friday – 1800 yd SwimΒ Rest Day – Cancelled Workout
  • Saturday – Brick – Lake George Tri Course – 1 Hr, 25 Bike (25 Miles) & 32 Minute Run (4 Miles)
  • Sunday – Endurance Run – 17 Miles – 2 Hours, 40 MinutesΒ 

Weekly Totals//

  • Swim – None
  • Bike – 24.5 Miles, 1 Hour, 25 Minutes
  • Run – Β 27 Miles, 4 Hours, 40 minutes
  • Total Time – 6 Hours, 5 minutes

Weekly Photo Recap//

Went to KC for some training this week and saw an old brochure from an event… I swear this is Rox!Β 

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Love wrapping gifts! (And giving them!)

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Time on the couch due to sickness = new project complete! A little hard to tell, but finally used my ribbon yarn to make an infinity scarf!IMG_9460.JPG

New Passport! Getting ready for my trip to Africa this winter!Β IMG_9495-0.JPG

Family baby shower – my Aunt did a crazy good job on this fruit basket!Β 
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What I woke up to on Saturday morning. Apparently someone was ready for me to get up!Β IMG_9471.JPG

Serious number of steps in the directions on this course!Β 

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Beautiful morning in Lake George!

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Friends made along the way… these two have been watching me run since April, finally came up to the fence to say hi!Β 

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View after my 17 mile run. Love this.Β 

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Lake Placid, a PR & Dirty 30.

I don’t know about you, but it felt like last week just flew by!! And, it definitely didn’t hurt that I took off Thursday and Friday so that I could head up to Lake Placid for a weekend of training withΒ the T2 Team!

My workouts Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday all went really well, with my run on Wednesday finally being semi-enjoyable. I’m not sure why, but for the past 3 weeks, running has felt like a complete chore. Biking has been fun due to my new ride and new milestones reached, and my swim workouts during this round of training has been an absolute blast! Essentially, my attitude toward each individual of the three sports has reversed from last year’s experience – it’s interesting to think how things can change, shift, and evolve through each experience with the individual sports!

It has been truly frustrating that running, which has brought me so much joy over the past 5 years, suddenly has felt so awful for the past month. Having a decent run last week felt especially good!

Thursday was a day of travel, running a few last minute errands to prep for Placid, and cooking more recipes from my new cookbookΒ for the weekend! I made rice cakes, oatmeal wraps and peanut butter protein balls. I swear, having real food to grab for snacks and food on the bike helps SO much – to avoid the gut rot that can come with eating gels, chews, and other “food” for hours on end during training and endurance events. Needless to say, a few of my teammates ended up being pretty jealous of my food about half way through our long training day on Saturday!

On Friday, I was up bright and early to make the trek from Saratoga Β to Lake Placid. We were all meeting up at Mirror Lake for a swim at 9:30. On the drive up to LP, there were blue skies and sun – about 10 miles out, the cloud cover rolled over and it started to rain. You’ve just got toΒ love the high peaks region – the weather can change in an instant! The overcast skies made it all the worse to get in the water, after putting on our wetsuits, we had to jump in and I swear the temperature stole your breath for a few seconds – which was not a welcome experience for me since I was already nervous about my first open water swim of the season.

I had never had any major issues with open water swims until last year, then suddenly during the Oswego Triathlon (a week before the Syracuse 70.3) I experienced my first panic attack in the water. Β It was a mixture of swimming with the masses, dealing with sizable waves, and feeling like the neck of my wetsuit was choking me. I spent the entire following week trying to tell myself the swim the following weekend at 70.3 would be fine, and even went for 3 open water swims to try and settle myself down, but again had panic attacks during the race. Needless to say, after the 70.3, I was ready for a break from triathlon and swimming and didn’t go near the water again last year. Β Fast forward to this year, and I’ve really enjoyed the pool swimming but have been dreading gearing up to go back into open water swimming and the washing machine of race day swims.

Friday’s swim in mirror lake with a group of about 15 athletes was a good first experience for open water. I did experience my panic attacks again, but was able to get through the swim. It also didn’t hurt that the buoys/course markers in Mirror Lake are all laid out with a yellow rope under the water which makes staying on course pretty easy! I just had to deal with swimming in a group. I stayed near the back, but that backfired on me since I kept catching up to the group, despite feeling like my wetsuit was choking me and I couldn’t really breathe like I was used to. So on the turn, I went toward the front of the group, but then kept having the same issue with my wetsuit. My takeaway, I need to find a wetsuit with a lower neckline. I’m not letting this thing hold me back for race day.

After the swim, we headed to the coaches house to grab a quick bite to eat and get ready to head out for a shorter ride. We all headed out to bike the back portion of the LP IM bike course which climbs from Wilmington back into LP. It was a lot of fun heading out there since the road was all down hill (despite the fact that the black flies felt like rain hitting your face…), the less fun part was turning around and heading back into Placid (where we then had to be careful not to have your mouth open for fear of unintentionally eating aforementioned black flies). The road along the cascades is beautiful, and almost distracts you from the fact that you are climbing about 800 feet in elevation over 10 miles. However, all in all, I was surprised that the climb really didn’t seem that bad. Some of the climbs in the Syracuse 70.3 course are definitely more intense!

The rest of Friday was fairly uneventful/low-key, checked into the hotel, cleaned up, went to dinner at the coaches house where they surprised myself and M with a birthday cake! (Her birthday was on Thursday, mine on Sunday – yes, I appropriately rang in the next decade of my life swimming, biking and running my heart out this weekend). We then had some race-day strategy sessions and a few of us caught a beverage at the LP Pub and Brewery before crashing for the evening. We had to rest up for Saturday – it was the major training day of the weekend!

Saturday brought about a 7 am departure on the bike course. Those of us doing the Syracuse 70.3 were set to complete 1 loop of the course, and those training for a full Ironman were headed out for 2 loops. We were all warned multiple times to take the first part of the course VERY easy since we would be heading out from LP to Keene which involves following Route 73 where you drop over 1200 feet in about 7 miles, oh and the road is in desperate need of repaving/repair. Seriously, your entire bike wheel could fit in some of the potholes, there is little to no shoulder and going over your handlebars would not be out of the question. Several people in our group lost water bottles as they rattled out of their holders, and a number of people said their hands hurt from gripping the handlebars so tight as we decended. It really is time for a little road repair, I had been warned several times prior to my LP trip that the roads were bad up there – and people were not kidding!! In fact, the warnings were almost understated!

After the trip to Keene, we headed up to Jay. Through some rolling hills, the roads improved, and then we followed the road along Ausable River which was gorgeous! We hit the turn around in Ausable Forks, headed back toward Upper Jay, climbed to Wilmington and then headed up the climbs to bring us back to LP. I will admit, the climbs from Wilmington to LP felt much more intense after biking the course than they did the day before! By the time I reached LP, I was definitely happy that I did not have to head out for a second loop! Especially since the sun was shining down, the temps were in the 80s, and the crew that had to continue on would definitely be baking in the afternoon heat! (However, I also realized that next year, there is a 95% likelihood that I will in fact be in the group heading out for loop #2…).

After we finished up the bike, one of my teammates, K and I headed out for a 6 mile run to complete our Brick workout. Originally I was going to hit up the Northwoods Loop, but not knowing the hill profile, and felling a bit tired due to messing up my nutrition on the bike, I stuck with Kristin and opted for 2 loops around Mirror Lake. Loop 1 went fairly well, but loop 2 was more of a just-survive-this-loop-and-you’ll-be-done-with-this-workout type of run. By the start of loop 2, all I could talk and think about was jumping in the lake upon finish of the run. I just wanted to go stand in the cold weather and cool off!!! So we muscled through and did just that! I swear, there is nothing better than wading in cold water after a hot run!! (Makes me wish I lived on a lake!)

After cooling off, it was back to the hotel to shower, and we headed to grab sandwiches in town. There is an amazing sandwich shop that serves 46 different sandwiches – one named after each of the 46 high peaks (plus crepes, breakfast sandwiches, salads, etc.). The sandwiches are AMAZING. If you’re ever in LP, you have to head to Main Street and go to Big Mountain Deli.

Post lunch, it was food coma time – I’m pretty sure we all crashed. Around 4 pm, it was back to the lake for another open water swim. One of the coaches gave me some more mental tips to help me through the swim and I had a much stronger swim (although only a few of us were out there, so no crowds to deal with on this one…). I finished the 1.2 mile swim in 32 minutes despite a few leg cramps. 32 minutes! (Last year it took me 42-45 minutes to cover 1.2 miles, 10 minutes off your time is HUGE for triathlon.) After swimming, we cleaned up again, hit up happy hour at the hotel and I was able to meet up with my friends R and P for a birthday beverage. Then it was off to the coaches house to grab our race packets for the LP Half Marathon the following day!

After grabbing our T2 Shirts and Race Packets, we headed back to the pub for dinner and more beverages. Beer = carb-loading right?! (Unfortunately, due to my poor hydration/nutrition it also led to my own paranoia all night about trying to catch up on electrolytes, and my failure to actually get things corrected… but live and learn…?). After a great dinner with about 10 of the group of T2-ers we all headed back to crash for the race the next day. Errr. I mean “catered long run” as the coaches were telling us to think of it.

The next morning, we were told to meet up around 7:15 at the olympic oval. We all stood around and chatted, made a few trips back and forth for last minute items – which in my case included a run to my car 10 minutes before the start to change sneakers since my shoelace conveniently decided to break right before the start… and we were off at 8am! K and I ended up falling in line with each other after the run up the hill on main street, and paced each other for the entire race. Our first three (flat) miles were at 8:15 (too fast considering we were running 13 miles, and had trained so hard the prior day), after this point, K and I finally were able to slow down and settle into a more reasonable pace of 8:45 for the next six miles. At mile eight, K knew she was closing in on a serious PR – not having run 13 miles sun-two hours before. At mile nine, I started to run into trouble – feeling light headed and all that fun stuff. We slowed back to a 9 minute pace, grabbed some food and then prepped for the hills back into LP and the finish line. Three miles and 300 feet of hills later, K and I were entering the olympic speed skating oval to finish the race! We crossed the line in 1 hour 54 minutes for an 8:42 pace, running the entire course together – it’s awesome when you find a training buddy that you can perfectly match pace with! …especially when they help keep you going for the final few miles when you’re feeling pretty tired – thanks K!!!!! I definitely owe you!

It’s going to be fun to see how we line up at the 70.3 – K will enter the water 5 minutes before me on race day, but we bike and run approximately the same pace. If all goes well with my swim, there is a decent chance we may exit the water around the same time and eventually fall in with each other for the remainder of the race!

After crossing the finish line, I saw R and P for a few minutes (they left quickly due to black flies), then headed to meet up with the T2 crew, cheer on our remaining teammates and finish out the weekend. After our goodbyes and good wishes for the next two weeks of training, I was packing up, cleaning up, and heading out of town. It wasn’t until I got back to Saratoga and researching my prior 13.1 time that I realized that I actually PR’ed the race too! ….yes, I am now one ofΒ those people who does something crazy like not taper for a race, have an intense training day, not eat or hydrate properly, and yet still PR a race. – Makes me want to actually taper, rest, eat and hydrate properly then run a half marathon to truly find out what my PR pace would be!

All in all, it was a great weekend in LP! I met a ton of great people, swam, biked, and ran my heart out, enjoyed some delicious food, and all-in-all had an awesome time. I decided that even if I wasn’t training for a specific event, I would love to head up to LP with T2 just to enjoy the weekend in the ADK!

Now, I have two weeks to fix the few issues that I did find over the weekend – (1) my wetsuit, (2) my bike seat – swapping back out to my road bike seat, I just won’t have the new seat broken in before the race!, (3) staying on top of electrolytes/food intake during the race.

By adjusting these few things, staying on-top of the food/hydration/electrolytes, and with cooperation of the weather on race day, the Syracuse 70.3 could be an amazing race for me. I feel like all the pieces are falling into place just in time for June 22nd!

Weekly Workouts//

  • Monday – 1 Hour Recovery Ride – Yes, after biking 100 the day before…
  • Tuesday – 2300 yard swim – Time Trial Pace
  • Wednesday – 1 Hour Criss Cross Run – aka Speed Intervals
  • Thursday – Rest/Travel/Vacation Day
  • Friday – Lake Placid Training Day 1: 1.3 Mile Swim, 26 Mile Bike
  • Saturday – Lake Placid Training Day 2: 56 Mile Bike, 6 Mile Run, 1.2 Mile Swim
  • Sunday – Lake Placid Training Day 3: Lake Placid Half Marathon

Weekly Totals//

  • Swim – 1 hour, 50 minutes – 6664 yards/3.78 Miles
  • Bike – 2 hours – 42 Miles
  • Run – 2 hours, 56 minutes – 20 miles
  • Brick – 4 hours, 15 minutes – 56 mile Bike/6 mile Run
  • Total Time – 11 hours, 43 minutes

Weekly Photo Recap//

Wednesday’s Track Workout – Happy National Running Day!

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Notes for my criss-cross run. (By the end of the day, I don’t like having to memorize things… or maybe all the working out is turning my brain to mush… πŸ™‚ )

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Outfitting the bike so I don’t die in LP. (aka water bottle system and spare tire kit…)

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Was pretty excited about this…. but upon further review, there are too many flavors going on here. 20140609-115108-42668240.jpg

Amen.

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My food adventures continue. Good news, I can eat oatmeal – and when prepared burrito style with blueberries and yogurt, it’s amazing.)

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This goof. 20140609-115209-42729048.jpg

Happy Birthday to ME!

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Saw this online while waiting to meet up with the T2 Team Friday.Β  Didn’t realize how true this would be for my weekend in LP. The black flies were outrageous! 20140609-115246-42766019.jpg

Mirror Lake – Day 1. Was not excited about cold water on an overcast day…

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View from my hotel room. Mirror Lake and Main Street – not too shabby! 20140609-115336-42816068.jpg

Birthday Celebrations! (The rest of the evening conversation then circled around how you might carry pieces of said cake/frosting to eat on the bike during our ride the next day…) 20140609-115333-42813290.jpg

Lake Placid Pub & Brewery Deck… and our hotel.

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Bike, bikes and more bikes. 20140609-115335-42815033.jpg

Mirror Lake Day 2 – Much more inviting (and even more so after a long bike and run!) 20140609-115422-42862526.jpg

Saturday morning – pre-7 am departure!20140609-115423-42863339.jpg

Out on the bike course. Beautiful Day. Amazing views. (Wish I had a few more to share with you all…) 20140609-115425-42865638.jpg

Part of the T2 Crew – about 30 Miles into our ride. 20140609-115424-42864682.jpg

If you ever find yourself in Lake Placid, hit up the Big Mountain Deli & Creperie (aka 46 Sandwiches) – you can thank me later.

(Also, don’t judge by my poor photographing skills of my sandwich below, I was too hungry to do this any justice.)

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SundayΒ  we ran the Lake Placid Half Marathon – per the coaches “this is a catered run, not a race” – due to the fact we were all running on tired legs… they gave us our packets the night before and told us to take it easy.

A shot from the LP Half – generally, I’m not a fan of race photos, but knowing what was going on in this one, I love it!

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Post race catered run, it was discovered that our group had 4 people PR the race… (including me!)

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An appropriate quote for my weekend and my training thus far for the season. Couldn’t be happier with how things are panning out. Two weeks until race day, let’s hope for the best!

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Post Lake Placid, reunited with the pups at my parent’s house, and someone wants to go for a walk… (note leash on the table).20140609-115540-42940436.jpg

The cutest birthday wish I received by far on Sunday. Too cute not to share!

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I hope you all had a fantastic week and weekend!

Cheers!

P.S. – I hope you all saw my post about the Ragnar Fun Run! I’d love to run with anyone that is in the Syracuse area on Thursday! We’re going to have 3, 4 and 5 mile run options AND I’ll be handing out some sweet Ragnar and Nuun swag!

A Childhood Worth Celebrating.

Many people use Thanksgiving as a day to count their blessings. A day to reflect and give thanks. However, as we all know (but may not be very good at actually doing), we should give thanks everyday for the opportunities and blessings that we have in our lives. The blessings of food, shelter, water and air. The blessing to be born in a country that is not in a state of war, or one that persecutes people for their religious or other personal beliefs. The blessing to have a large family that loves you, even when you are all driving each other crazy. The blessing to have a bed to lie in, a warm cup of tea, and socks on our feet.

Today is a day of giving thanks for blessings big and small.

I have many things to be thankful for and grateful for. Blessings that I can count each and every day, not just on the day where you are supposed to count them.

I am lucky.Β I truly have been so blessed in my life.

For November, I took on the blessing a day challenge, and have a list of things that I am thankful for. An item for each day, it’s now 28 blessings deep. The happy part of this challenge is that it was not a difficult task for me, and I honestly could have written more than one thing per day (and sometimes did). Β However, no need to worry, I won’t be providing my list here. Instead, I’ve decided just to write about one blessing that I believe has been so instrumental in forming and helping to provide me with the rest of my blessings:

I was born into an amazing childhood.

There is no denying it (although I know my 10 or 12 or even 16 year old self would have argued otherwise at times…).

I had two parents that loved me, two sisters to grow up with, a large family that was enveloping and close (most of them lived within a 5 mile radius), and was raised to remain humble and modest.

Growing up, I had experiences that provided tough love and skills to last a lifetime.

My mom was my 4-H leader, my youth group leader, and all around cheerleader for my life. She watched my field hockey and softball games, and encouraged me to learn to ski, play the clarinet, the piano, to cook, sew, wire lamps, and learn woodworking. She also let me and my friends do crazy things like build a giant 6 foot tree out of wire, cardboard and duct tape in the basement for a competition we were once in… But more importantly she also knew to let me have experiences and encourage me to venture out on my own for week long summer camps in the Adirondacks where I learned to love camping, kayaking, sailing, hiking, and how to build lifelong friendships over the course of a few days. (Even though it scared the crap out of me, being the shy introverted 9 year old kid that I was – these experiences taught me how to be more independent and outgoing.)

My dad worked hard (and still works hard) every day on the family farm to bring the best quality eggs to the local restaurants, convenience stores, grocery stores, and homes. Raising chickens, growing the crops, feeding the flock, gathering the eggs, packing the eggs and of course scooping the manure. I may have complained about having to help out on the farm sometimes but I’m so grateful for the work ethic my father and the lifestyle taught me.

[As a side note: I’m also grateful that my dad never got (too) angry when he came home and discovered the house was littered with barbies, legos, and homemade play dough – or when my sisters and I had the couch cushions strung around the living room so we didn’t have to touch the floor which had turned to molten lava while he was out in the barn. Thanks Dad, you’re the best! Love,Β Your Favorite (no worries, your secret is safe with me)Β Eldest (is this safer?) Daughter]

Yes, I’ll admit it. As a child, I was often embarrassed that I grew up on a farm. Embarrassed that I had skills to successfully cook (this was before the foodie movement), sew and design outfits (before project runway was even an idea in some producer’s brain) and build a shelf or other woodworking project . Embarrassed that I was different. I didn’t have the latest clothes, video games, or toys. I didn’t get to just go walk down the street to hang out with friends, go to the mall to shop, or head to see the latest movie whenever I wanted.

What I did had was so. much. better.

Even if I didn’t realize it until later in life when I got to college.

Even if I’m still realizing it.

Seriously, how many people that are 29 years old know how to cook, bake, construct a front porch, sew a quilt, knit a sweater, take every opportunity she could to travel, and finish a mid-distance triathlon? (And are crazy enough to sign up again… more on that later).

Seriously. I. am. weird.Β different. That’s never going to change. Nor do I want it to.

I look at my life and sometimes don’t know how I became the person that I am today. It’s a little crazy when I think about it. How did I learn to do all of these things, and when did I become the girl that is always looking for the next adventure to go on? When I start to wonder these things, I realize, I just need to look at my childhood and thank my parents. I was encouraged to learn everything that I could, to pursue my dreams, and to never give up or give in when things are tougher than you thought they would be.

So this Thanksgiving, I want to take a moment to publicly thank my Mom and Dad for not letting me have the newest toys and gadgets, for not letting me go to the mall to hang with friends, and for making me work on the farm during the weekends. You both taught me more than I could ever hope to teach my own children (when the time comes), and provided me with a best thing a child could ever wish for – endless love and a childhood worth celebrating.

It’s supposed to be hard.

It’s supposed to be hard. If it wasn’t hard, everyone would do it. The hard… is what makes it great!Β  Β 
-Tom Hanks inΒ A League of Their Own