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Monday, December 29, 2008

Touch Down Kona!

Phewwwww... 15 hours later back on the island! Just enough time to unpack and repack (Take out the bikinis from Costa Rica & Florida and load up long sleeves & socks for Canada). This must be a joke... April Fool's??

The time spent in Florida and Costa was sort of a "let's live again" trip for me... spent a ton of time pondering ALL the things I love to do and things that have been set aside "just because". I got a LOT of dreams swirling around in my head and heart at this moment... I miss teaching the children who don't have shoes so they can't go to school, I miss all the girls from my Bible study, I miss cooking and baking for my friends in CR (especially the ones that don't have money to buy food), I miss living near family...

Today I felt like Martin Luther King (even though I hold him in WAY higher respect than me), I felt like him because OVER and OVER I kept saying "I have a dream". I told my dream to Kainoa on the plane a million times, I told my family and a few very good friends, and I told Travis (my manager)... Then I shut my big mouth...

"When I stand before God at the end of my life I would hope that I would have not a single bit of talent left and could say, I used everything you gave me."
Erma Bomback

I have a dream...
For 2010 ( no need to rush away 2009, gonna FULLY enjoy all 365 days of it!)...
I dream to move home (NOT Florida home), Costa Rica home. There is incredible cycling there, GREAT running, and my friend Teri (local Playa Hermosa girl) found me a swim team! I can swim, bike and run there! Keep my talent with sport fully alive... and I can surf... and something REALLY dear to my heart, I can still teach! Not many people know this about me but I did a ton of teaching throughout Central America on mission trips during University and I miss it. There are a lot of kids in Costa Rica who stop schooling at 13 because they have to start working. I REALLY want to teach them at night (like home school) so they can graduate from high school.

For sure I am always up to some sort of crazy plan and it would take a lot to make it possible for Kainoa and me to swing it, but I can hardly stop thinking about it. I know dreams never happen unless you first write them then say them... I want to move to Costa Rica (only 2.5 hours from my FL family!!). Coach, do not kill me... WAY better biking and running there! And the surfer boys already told me they would paddle next to me in the ocean for 2.4 miles to practice! Look! There are a ton of bike races there too...

Anyways, the future is unknown, but dreaming is really fun... so with New Year's on the rise... DREAM really big! Gosh, it was just a few years ago (Jan. 6, 2003) that I moved to Hawaii and that was all because one day I dreamed about it... 7 years later I am ready for a new dream...

Happy Dreaming!!

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Saturday, December 27, 2008

On Hawaii Time...

I have no idea what time it is... Hawaiian time perhaps. Costa Rica was slow, "tranquilla", and very much what my heart and soul needed. Here in Florida it is a bit faster (but my watch is still 5 hours behind). Much of Florida has been spent laughing with my big sister. Feels like old times except instead of picking on our little sister we are up to no good with our sons.


Got kissed by a manatee... that was the highlight this week. Taking the boys to see all the marine life was exciting as it was one of the things my sister and I grew up doing. Kainoa about flipped out seeing 2 little dolphins in a pool the size of a bath tub... nothing like Hawaii to the island boy...

Today we spent on Caspersens Beach collecting sharks teeth and sunshine. Truth be told I was missing Costa Rica. A lot. I can still smell it on my clothes and today sand from the shore breaks of Playa Hermosa was still coming out of my hair. Just for fun I ate beans and rice and I can hardly sleep without dreaming about my moments there...Funny how some memories and moments just never fade... I miss all of you from Costa, you are incredible, tqm, and nos vemos!


I got a handfull of shells. The New Year is almost here and I am more ready then ever before. Ready because all sorts of fun is on the plan and I have SO much to be thankful for. Some new sponsors, exciting races, and I am truly filled with joy like never before. Monday Kainoa and I head back to the island. Thursday off to Canada to train with my coach and a handful of the greatest women I know...

Yesterday was my first swim in a while and I have not seen a "real tri" bike since November. A butt kicking is in store for me and I could not be more eager to get a whooping... this little surfer girl is hanging up the board for a while and ready to rumble with the tri girls...

Almost 09 and this was the perfect way to wrap up an unbelievable year! Thank you so much to all my incredible supporters and family for making it possible! MUCH ALOHA!

Bree


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Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Feliz Navidad!!

This is the BEST Christmas ever! EVER! Ever! To have gotten to spend so much of it in Costa Rica with my best friends and now with my beautiful family. What a dream come true for me... All the running and surfing a girl could handle. As many walks on the beach, sunsets, and smiling as one person could handle... living...

My best friend and me. Since we were 16 we have been chasing waves and sunsets together... here we are now, 29 and it has been nearly 5 years since we surfed together... we played a little game 20 before sunset (tried to catch 20 waves before sunset). The competitor in me came out and I got 17. The calm, wait for the good waves in him, took only the best waves and he scored 8. I owe it all to riding his magic board...

At home... my home sweet home... the place I am most happy and most myself... dreaming here on the log at sunset...
The best little local restaurant!! Owned by our friends Diego and Estephen...

Rigo, Alberto and I down at Tulin...


Gliding from the Chiclet Trees of Playa Hermosa with Josh. He was pretty sure I had the ugliest feet he ever saw (from 4 Ironmans in one year)... I assured him his smell worse... funny how the gang thinks my new job in triathlon is so wild and crazy. But they love it. I think they are crazy riding waves taller than my house!
From the tree tops of Hermosa, LOOK coach, I wore a helmet!!

Juan y yo, no hay olas!! He told me I need to move home... I think he is right...

A walk on the beach with Alberto and my little Tallulah dog... we raced barefoot too, he won! He has been beating me running for over 11 years! I told him next time I will win!
Tallulah I miss you!

Sticky bumps and coconuts...

This trip was so healing to my heart and soul! Like we were 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, again I was laughing outloud and smiling from my heart. This is my favorite photo (look like a nerd) but because I was laughing so hard it hurt and smiling so big it hurt. I was chasing my camera in this foto. The joke is since I have been coming to Playa Hermosa I have never let the camera out of my hand. I take fotos of everything I see so I never miss it. Alberto stole my camera and was treating me the way he did when he stole my wax for the first time 11 years ago...

Hope everyone has an incredible Christmas... may all your dreams come true!!

PS... coach, I sprained my ankle... gotta love rocks!

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Sunday, December 21, 2008

Sand Castles...


My mom always told my sisters and I to build sand castles, she would take us to the beach and have us building the sand castles all while imagining we were creating dreams come true. My mind always reflects back to these days growing up and all the support she instilled in us to dream big and go after anything in this huge world. To never follow a path of one already written but to create our own and not be scared if the dream is insanely huge or unpaved...


I was once told that home is where you have been most happy in life. I am home. It is amazing to be here, to be living in the sand castle I built as a child. Waking up to roosters, running everyday, washing my clothes by hand in a tiny sink and hanging them to dry, cold water showers, dirt roads, hitching rides, laughing with friends that I have a history with, having only a small back pack worth of clothes and it is more than enough, this is everything I put in my dream. The surfing, walking the beach, the dogs, laying in the sand under a blanket of stars are just the cherry on top.


This week I have ran 54 miles, that is more than my best ever training week of 47 miles while training for Ironman Japan! My job is so much fun to do here with all the dusty dirt roads, little towns, and beaches to run on. Even biking is breath taking (not that I have ridden any real bikes). My swims are surfing, I jump in the water about a half mile away from the surf and paddle to it, then I paddle back. Surfing has been incredible! Even though that once dream to surf as my career is still in my heart, I love triathlon a lot and being here has helped me really fall in love with it...surfing is just cross training...

Laundry... done in the sink and hung to dry...Coach told me I need to take an ice bath with my mileage this week... I laughed so hard I cried.

"Dear Coach,
This is Playa Hermosa, there is no bath tub. Most of my showers have been in a hose outside and the ones inside are just a faucet hanging. Cold water is all that "trickles" out. There is no bath tub here (unless I go to a resort) and I am not a resort kind of girl. I like hoses and hand washing my clothes. I will rub an ice cube all over my legs though..."

Today's load... lucky my Spanish was good enough I bought real soap and not bleach! I have made that mistake before...

Breakfast of surfer/triathletes... ha ha ha ha

The day the white girl cooked... Rumor around Central America is that North Americans cook without flavor... just had to prove them wrong... "Que rico" was the only response and no left overs!
The road to my favorite surf spot on Earth... From my home here in Playa Hermosa to the beach is the same number of steps as it is from my home in Hawaii to the Kona Pier...



A palm tree growing... and me spying as my board gets painted...excited to see it!

My lucky number... home sweet home...


Waxing my magic board! By far the best board I ever surfed in my life. 5'11 and absolutely responsive! The first day I laid my eyes on this beauty it was love at first sight! I wanted to borrow it so bad but I know a surf board to it's owner is like a child to a mom and you just can't borrow them...

Later that day I saw Alberto putting my fins on it (I never mentioned to him my passion to try it, maybe he read my mind). Then he leashed and told me it is his magic board and I am going to love it! Felt like Christmas to me! All my sessions on it have been incredible. Kinda like finding the perfect bike or run shoes... My board is being painted... it is a surprise...


Alberto's money wave...
It really feels as if the dream I had in 1997 and the one I created in 2004 have collided, and they did it in my favorite spot on Earth. Surfing and training triathlon everyday... every single day...





Talulah my little dog, got her a neon orange collar too! She loves it!!

Mom, thank you for teaching me to build a sand castle and giving me the strength and courage to make it the way I like it. Now, if you could please send Kainoa on the next flight because I am home and want him here with me... See you soon mom, I love you!

Off for a surf and there is a shell in my pocket...
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