Week 2.2 Results & My Sweet Husband...

I'm a bit late posting the Sunday results for week 2.2 (Week #2 in journey #2)... I was the same at 205 pounds, and after a week with a neck issue and 5 days without training, I'll take it! 

I've been doing a lot of planning, both training and nutrition, while starting this 70.3 journey, and I wanted to touch on one of the main inspirations that I know will get me to that finish line... my sweet husband, Jeff.  Jeff 100% supports the time I spend training, when I'm grumpy because I'm trying to eat clean and can't eat what I want, with the money spent on the entry fees and gear and tubes and Clif Shot Bloks (black cherry only) and GU (tri-berry only) and Nunn and training and getting up at 3AM on race morning and, and, and... :-)

I have posted this before, but this certificate...

... is posted right by my computer...

... I look at it everyday. 

Jeff gave this to me for Christmas in 2012...

... and after reading it...

... you will see why it puts a smile on my face...

... everyday!

 

... there is a reason why I'm always working to be My Husband's Girlfriend... :-)

A New Journey... HOLY... COW... and starting photos...

So here is the blah, blah, blah (because you've heard the first part before)...

... back to work over two years ago... still working out 5 times a week, but for much shorter times... long distance training took a dive... which led to a 2 year plateau in my weight loss, then an accumulated increase of 10 pounds and race times that were getting slower instead of faster.  It was not for lack of support because my family, friends and my sweet husband support me every step of the way.  This was an internal struggle (those darn negative voices that love to bounce around in your head) and I was losing grasp of my goals... be healthy... feel sexy... work hard... have fun... ENJOY!

There is a goal that I have wanted to acheive, but with the lack of dedication I've been struggling with, I kept telling myself that this goal was too far out of grasp. 

In March, (while doing housework) I spent 10 hours on and off my computer watching the live feed from this particular race and watched several of my friends achieve this goal.  I was SOOOO inspired... but it wasn't my time...

I have had friends for the past few months telling me it was time for me to go after this goal, but I said, "this isn't my time." 

Last weekend, at lunch after the high school reunion triathlon, the group was talking about this particular event and said that registration would be opening this week and that it would sell out in 2-3 days.  I don't know why, but that deadline stuck with me... I couldn't stop thinking about it... and telling myself, "2015 is not my time... maybe 2016..."

Then, the night before registration was to open, I read something on Facebook about a TV show... "Extreme Weight Loss," that follows someone for a year through an incredible journey... and this particular gal started at 329 pounds and completed a half Ironman race, with only 2 months of training.  http://abc.go.com/shows/extreme-weight-loss/episode-guide/season-04/407-brandi

I woke up the next morning, sat down with Jeff as we were getting ready for work, and told/asked him, "it is my time..."  We discussed the training and time commitments, cost ($400 just to register-with the insurance-for this race) new wetsuit (mine doesn't meet the rules), nutrition, hydration, San Diego Tri Club for training and support... (it was a pretty serious conversation for 6:30AM)  We both thought about it that day, slept on it, and agreed the next morning, it was indeed time!

So, without further delay, I'm thrilled to say that I'm registered for and going to complete my FIRST HALF IRONMAN TRIATHLON... Oceanside 70.3!!!  WOOOOO HOOOOO!

I did my first road run this weekend, after making this choice, and already I felt a mental shift in my training.  A (5) mile run in the past has been a chore (because running is my worst of the parts of a triathlon), but this time, I smiled to myself the whole time... I slowed it down just a bit... and kept telling myself it was time to relax into a pace that I could do all... day... long... because, well, I may be pushing the time limit to finish this race (8.5 hours).  I'm excited about finding my training plan, nutrition and getting everything in ink for the next 8 months.

Which leads me to the last part of this post.  I haven't been posting my photos for quite some time and now, it feels like this is the first post of my new journey.  I'm excited and curious to see what is going to happen in the next (8) months... but for today, here is where I'm starting... week #1 in journey .2...

First week of my 70.3 journey...
205 pounds

THIS is where I need to lose...

MVHS High School Reunion Triathlon - Race Post

What is better than reconnecting with great friends from high school...

... in your 40's...

... and trying to kick each other's BUTT in a triathlon...

... with beer (and braging rights) on the line, of course...

... WELCOME to the 2nd Annual MVHS 25th High School Reunion Triathlon Relay Challenge...

... we had (3) relay teams this year...

... and it was all about this...

... the racers...

... and my favorite moment...

... read below... trust me... my sweet husband is a BEAST!

 ... time to let the photos tell the story...

Team "2DudesNG"... come on... we were limited to the number of
characters we could use to name the teams.  Gary... bike leg... had to bail out
a few days before the race, so Gina (sorry Gina... flying in from Atlanta to
do the race and had to get a bike to do the bike and run legs of the race last minute...)
This relay become a two-some... and having SOOOO MUCH FUN!

The swim leg of our (3) teams... getting in the water for the warm up.

Gun went off and (2) of our (3) teams running to the start...

... and (1) of our teams doing a penalty.  FLASHBACK...

 ... after our first tri challenge last year... at lunch a few hours later... we all had so much fun that we decided to do it again this year.  There would be a few new rules.  The selection of the teams and who was doing what leg of the race for each team would be randomly selected.  Needless to say, this made a few of our group members nervous... so an option was added. "Any team that decides to switch the assigned legs of their team... can do so... but with a penalty... 20 burpees for each team member before they start their leg of the race." 

And only (1) of our teams decided to accept the penalty and made the switch.  I don't think any of us really thought about the reality ramifications of such a penalty, but we all agreed anyway.

... back to Mike... the rest of the wave group started with the horn... except Mike.  He started 20 burpees... in the sand... and all of the spectators looked and him and started asking, "What the hell...?" Those of us that were taking photos and videos explained the situation, and the specators thought that was crazy awesome!


... little did any of us care to realize was that Mike is a multi-time Ironman
and Ironman coach... a few burpees weren't going to slow him down...
and he passed and finished before both of our other teams.

... back to Jeff and my favorite moment of the race.  So, Jeff was on Mike's team...
... and had to do the 20 burpees before he started the bike...
...what nobody knew was that Jeff had never done a burpee...
... and that he can't be in the normal push-up position because of his bad wrists...
... so my sweet husband...
... did his 1st ever 20 burpees...
... ON HIS KNUCKLES...
...on the blacktop...
... IN HIS BIKE SHOES (which has a slippery metal plate on the bottom where your
shoe would hit the pavement in the push up position)
... AND HE KILLED IT!!! (I love you, Sweetheart!!!)

... so back to my team...
... Steph finished 3rd in the swim and Greg (Iron Man in training) was 5 minutes behind Jeff at the
start of the bike... and I knew that Julie was at least 4 minutes faster than
me in the run... so I needed Greg to come in first... with a 4 minute lead...

... as I was grabbing the timing chip from Greg... and thinking were were OK...
... Greg said, "RUN...Jeff is right behind me..."
So, Greg caught up to Jeff (Yeah)... but Jeff held tight to Greg (Augh)...

And Gina... who had to jump in to do the bike and run
for her team... gets a transition area escort from her new
husband (4 month old newlyweds...)

The finish of the run was uphill... and I CAN'T TELL YOU how AWESOME
it was to hear my friends cheer for me... I started sprinting and brought it home...
... unfortunatley for my team, 1:45 behind Jeff's team...

   

It was all good at lunch after the race... good food... good friends... and thank you,
Gary, for the main round of drinks!  CAN'T WAIT for next year... new
challenges... and hopefully a 4th team!

Mission Viejo High School Reunion Triathlon - Year 2...

Gary, Me and Jeff... Here... We... Go!

Last year was the Mission Viejo High School 25th Reunion for the class of 1988.  There were a few of us that started catching up as we prepared for the reunion and found out a few interesting things...

1)  We all were either doing triathlons or one of the parts of a tri (swim, bike, run)...

Us at packet pick up... :-)

2)  We all like a good challenge and smack talk...
3)  After a few cocktails, it was ON!

Last year, the we set up (2) triathlon relay teams for the Carlsbad Triathlon.  We had so much fun that at lunch after the race, we agreed to do it again... and add a third team.

We have spent the last year teasing and trash talking and having a great time getting ready for the race... and tomorrow is the day...

... today was race packet pick up.  Jeff, Gary and I picked up the packets for our teams...

... time for bed... because there are bragging rights and beer on the line in the morning!

SDIT 2014 - WOW!

San Diego International Triathon... one of my longest and one of my favorite races of the year.  As noted in posts below, I was concerned about my preparation for this race.  I'm getting in (5) workouts a week, but work has killed the length of those workouts and I can really feel it in the international distance races.  Even so, my workouts leading up the race were going well and I was feeling strong!

This year, we camped with Mom and Dad at Campland on the Bay (one of our favorite family campgrounds that we have been visiting each year for 20+ years) leading up to the race... and yes, I slept in a tent the night before the race.  I knew I was risking no sleep as some of our neighbors did not follow the quiet time rules, but I went to bed at 8:30PM (had to be up at 3:30AM), had my bottle of water with me, and even bought ear plugs to help with the camping noise (quiet time didn't start until 11PM and the Sea World fireworks went off at 9:50PM, so I knew I would need some help.)  All was well until several of our neighbors decided to have a camp fire... at midnight... about 10 feet from my pillow... and announced they would be staying up until 3AM... I SOOOOO hate confrontation, but could not sit there and get 30 minutes of sleep before the race, so I had a little chat with them... and surprisingly, they closed everything up and it was quiet within 5 minutes.

There is more to our "camp neighbor" story, but that will wait until the end of this post.  For now, it is time to let the photos tell the story... of my race... and the story of a new friend who blew her own race OUT OF THE WATER!

My Sweet Little Bug... before the race.  Last time
she would get near me until I showered after the race...

... and My Sweet Husband... look at that cute smile... after getting up at 5AM...
to support me!  I love you, Sweetheart! :-)

Almost our turn... I'm in the white cap group...

HERE... WE...GO!

...not happy with my time, but I see my Sweet Bug and Husband which of
course makes me smile! :-)  Time for the bike...

... bike done, and it was tough... but the dismount line
is right in front of me!

Swim... done!
Bike... done!
Run... only 6.2 miles to go...
... and I see my Sweet Bug and Husband again...
... and the smile... again!

Mom, Dad and Anna... waiting for me at the finish line.

... long story... see below...

I told you that I knew I was going to struggle with the distance of this race and had to push through mentally to finish the run. I was hurting and worrying too much about where my competitors were.  I started my run mantra... "This is YOUR race.  Do what you do... trust in your training... push through the pain and finish this race." Over and over and over I repeated that in my head and I was doing pretty well. 

At 3.5 miles, Lee (in the yellow shirt) ran up next to me and asked if I had a margarita in my water bottle, because he would really like some. :-) Turns out that Lee works for one of the race sponsors and they had a few relay teams in the race. He is a cyclist, but only one run leg was open so he took it. He had never run before, but figured "he could finish 6.2 miles."  So here he is talking, being funny, and TOTALLY distracting me from my mantra.  I spent the next 5 minutes or so being really upset with him... my breathing was off... my mantra was off... I did not have enough air to breathe, much less carry on a conversation... then he said to me, "You are running a very nice pace.  Since this is my first race and you are the veteran, is it okay if I run with you to the finish?" 

"No problem," I told Lee, and I had to smile to myself.  I was so focused on getting through the pain I was not enjoying the ride... and it looks like God thought that we could help distract each other.  I still couldn't talk very much, but the next 3 miles went by very quickly.  Next thing I knew, we were at the finish and I told him he had to finish strong.  This photo is Lee shouting, "TRACEY!  LET'S GO, TRACEY!"


Mom, Dad, Anna and Jeff are screaming and cheering
and ringing their cowbells like CRAZY to help bring
me across the line!  THAT was AWESOME!!!

My cute Fashionista... busy at the finish line.

First and second place... :-)

This is Jackie Bickford.  She is an Athena 40+ triathlete.  I have seen her name on race rosters for the past several years, but had not yet had the chance to meet her... that changed race day.  I met her in the water as we were waiting for our wave to start.  We introduced ourselves and I knew THIS was "Jackie Bickford"... ellusive competitor of mine.  She told me that her 4-year-old grandson had given her his "cheetah" powers for the race.  Little did either of us know how right he was.

One thing that I knew about Jackie's race times was that I was faster than her.  I'm not saying that to be sassy, but in previous races, I usually beat Jackie by atleast 20 minutes... which is why I was so confused when she passed me with a great big smile and a "Come on, let's go" on the bike.  Now, half of the bike course is a loop, and I was on my 2nd loop, so I thought she was still on her first loop... but then I started thinking... she just FLEW by me... no... she couldn't be on her 2nd loop, too... what if she does have cheetah powers...

Flash forward to the finish of the race.  After catching my breath, thanking Lee for being such a great race partner, and celebrating the finish with my family, I went straight to the results board to see if any results had been posted for my category.  None yet... PHEW... although I had finished 10 minutes slower than my goal, maybe I had done alright... then I saw Jackie... looking all cooled down and looking for results... and they posted new results.

Jackie took first place in our category (I took 2nd)... not only did she take 1st place... she beat the time that I was shooting for... AND SHE CUT ALMOST 30 MINUTES OFF OF HER LAST RACE TIME!!!  She TOTALLY killed it!!! :-)  Yes, Jackie KICKED MY BUTT... but she KICKED HER OWN BUTT, TOO!  We have become Facebook friends so we can keep in touch, but I still need to ask her what she did... how she changed her training... because she was AWESOME! :-)

Being an Athena triathlete is a specific group... we all have a story... and a journey to share... and now I have to step it up because you know the competitor in me... ;-)

... oh... and our "camping neighbors"... the afternoon of the race, one of our neighbors approached Jeff and Dad and asked if I really got up at 3:30AM and why?  Jeff and Dad gushed over me... explained that I competed in a triathlon... took 2nd place... on and on.  Turns out the guy owns a gym and was totally impressed by my race... go figure.

Next up... the "2nd Annual 25th High School Reunion Triathlon Relay Challenge"... this weekend... Carlsbad Triathlon... :-)