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Monday, June 29, 2009

Define Paddle:

Today, after swim Coach put on the plan "add in 15 minutes of paddle". Oh Coach, that might work for your mainland athletes or the ones not on an island, 15 minutes of paddle to me, means a surf board, a one man, outrigger, stand up board, knee board, something other than the usual-not those things that hook on your hands (better known as paddles).

The ocean was small and mushy, that meant paddle it all...

Brooke and I started with surf boards, then I paddled with my arms taking fotos carrying Tom's fins (he was body surfing/yapping), from there the paddle was on a "short stand up board" as in a 7'0 which is tiny for a stand up board. And that is where I stayed...or didn't stay as you can see in the foto above!

I found something REALLY hard and was so determined to get it! A long stand up board no worries, but this little one had me all over the place. Back flops, belly flops, you name it. Once I "sorta got it" I was nearing Banyans and needed to get back to Lyman's, then I was in the line up and back in the water-on my face. It was so much fun. That was paddling, trust me, in some way this 15 minutes of paddle (as coach put on the schedule) turned out to be 2hrs of paddle, I am sure that will help come race day!

Paddle the board...
Our chief of the firemen, yep, everyone and their grandma was out (I mean no offense to that, I saw a few grandmas).
Kai Foo taking a drop...
Alyssa Foo, one of the islands top swimmers (she is an 18 minute Olympic distance swimmer at 15 years old, paddling (my style) works for her!).

Brooke-fish bait...
The calm after the storm (or clean up set)...
Looking back to shore...ahhh, the good life...
Alyssa and Maddy Foo showing off their secrets to those 24 minute 1.2 mile swim times!!
Kai Foo again... I plan to draft him at Hapuna Roughwater swim this weekend. I am taking notes on his "paddling". He usually drops me after 400 yards, these local Hawaii kids are FISH!

Weiwei Foo...(as you can see I was playing with the Foo family today)...
This isTom, Hillary Biscay's buddy from SD. She told him to swim with me, so he has been joining our masters for the past week. Day one he was sent to lane 2. After 10 minutes he was moved over to lane 1. We made him go first... then I made him paddle (with real paddles) with me after practice. Today I told him to paddle with me again since coach put more paddling on the plan. This is where he ended up... Hillary has to be careful sending her swimmer friends to me, I will steer them in the ocean pretty quick...because some days paddle does not mean in a pool...
I love training!!!!!!!!

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Sunday, June 28, 2009

Kona Marathon & Other Distances...


Today was my best day of racing since IM Japan (about a year ago). Not because I broke any record or set a best time (I was far from either), but because the same emotions I felt at IM Japan (and all the previous races) were with me today, I was enjoying sport again-A LOT, I was really happy to be part of something I love, and I "wanted" to be running, to be racing...

After IM Japan everything just got bumpy and rocky and junky... nothing to do with sport, it was the divorce. It had a larger impact on me then I was allowing myself to believe. I remember calling coach from the middle of a long ride telling him I can't even ride my bike, I have to get off now, my head is absent-in the clouds trying to save and fix something broken. Sport just stopped mattering to me. Some of my good friends use sport as an outlet-for me it 's a passion, something I can't use as an escape (I've tried), its something I do out of love. Most things I love (including sport) just took a long back seat as I went through the motions without care or thought.

The past couple weeks I decided to let myself feel the sting, the shock, the pain. I decided to just take it and stop faking that everything was okay. It worked, I was able to face so many emotions and so many bad places that I didn't want to look at. Perhaps it was like all this time I was just putting a band aid on my injury rather then letting it heal. Today, running, it felt like I could breathe again.

After the race I was so excited to call coach (the past like 8 races I didn't call him till he called me). For the race he gave me just a couple things to think about, we knew I was not fit for this and that I was climbing out of an emotional-lack of confidence-dark hole. The goals were simple, have some fun, get the nutrition right, get the HR up, and think about my form all the way. Coach- this video is for you-I decided not to run with high elbows!

video

Brooke & Kainoa hung out on the corner of Kuakini & Palani snapping some fotos and laughing as we climbed the hill: Some of the Kona locals she snapped fotos of...





Like most Hawaii races, awards were picnic style next to the beach, in swim suits with good friends. Ruben (see above) and I did our first ever run race together (this very race, the Kona half) in 2003. Back then we had no idea what we were doing, we had only ever run 8 miles at a single time. Our friend Lauren told us to take a gel, so I "took a gel" as in carried it with me, really I had no idea what a darn gel was. About mile 6 we were toast and our friend Kawika told us we should have a gel! DUH! So, the one gel I "took" Ruben and I shared at mile 6... Today we laughed as we both had our own gels!!
Hanging out with part-time Kona faves... The famous Frank Shorter & Shirley Perley!

Big Mike celebrating his Marathon with a Kona Brew...

Top female age group winners (way to show em' Kona girls).
Of course I had to snap The Hawaii Photoman!

The Jesser family...

Kainoa on stage (see far left) trying to snag awards...

Jon Kunitake-the AMAZING race director who will run this marathon EVERY year of his life!

Boys being boys...

The largest cup of Kona coffee ever...

Terrin and Kainoa post sunscreen war...

Our crew for the first few miles...

Terrin, Sam, and Melissa...

Post run shaved ice-yes, Hawaii races are sweet!

Jon, Frank, and Ruben...then came trouble!


After the run it was the children's turn to play, and play they did! Congrats to ALL the finishers of all the distances! Way to beat the Kona heat!

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Saturday, June 27, 2009

That Boy Makes Me Laugh...

Kainoa, grumpy as can be because I won't stop laughing at him, I know, I'm a really mean mom...

I'm not kidding... THIS is what Kainoa had on yesterday when I picked him up from school. The foto does not do it justice, the pants are HOT purple valor! Waiting in parent pick up I see this little boy from behind and think to myself, "Poor little guy, his parents made him wear purple pants to school". The boy turns and runs to me-it was Kainoa! I was laughing so hard I almost fell over, I couldn't even take his hug seriously, he looked like he belongs with the Scooby Doo crew about to jump out of a big van!

The teacher told me he wet his pants, my gosh having to wear those would make you NEVER make that mistake again. All the parents and I could not stop laughing, the teacher told me I have to return them on Monday, NO PROBLEM!

It only gets better... next up... THIS! A real Argon 18 bike kit! (no I did not make the mistake of thinking this one is mine, never attempted to try it on). He loved it so much he rode into the wall! My entire day was laughing at his clothes. I prefer my little buddy in surf trunks and slippers...


Swim-bike-run has been going pretty good. Getting my groove back slowly but surely. Highlight: I got to mingle with Frank Shorter a bit the past couple days, it's always nice meeting legends and leaders. He comes every summer to run in the Kona half marathon, I think he brought a surf board with him too as the waves are HUMONGOUS again this summer!

PS: I stole this (see below) from my aunts previous post, it fits my life today thanks to Kainoa (he gave me a good 12 laughs for sure!)

A few years ago a health study determined there are 3 main reasons people can't cope in life:
They live in the past.
They have a low self-esteem.
They can't laugh at themselves.
In fact, the study indicated that we need approximately 12 laughs a day to stay healthy!



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Thursday, June 25, 2009

I'm Bad...


It's almost Kainoa's birthday so I did what most moms do-SHOP! I found him the most fun Quiksilver surf trunks I ever saw for a soon-to-be 3yr old!!! I'm so bad, they scream 1980's and his dad will hate them!! ha ha, LOVE IT!!

All day had me in 1980's flashbacks. When I heard the news about Farrah Fawcett & Michael Jackson all I could do was call the sisters...we had to replay our favorite "growing up memories" to keep that gloomy feeling from coming.

Bron and I had these awesome neon green t-shirts that said "I'm Bad" in hot pink we would wear to school every week tied in a tight knot on the side. I was also in a talent show to his song "We are the world"...to relive that one I sang it to my massage therapist after my run today. To shut me up she put hot volcano rocks on my stomach. Man I will miss blasting MJ from my boom box with my pink Converse high tops!

Then we remembered Farrah and that hair! Our mom used to make our hair poofy like that on picture day, we had to flip our head over and she would blow dry us with toooooooo much hair spray! It was such a bad look for me. I was more of a crimper-iron kind of girl. Great memories were floating along all day long with us sisters. Then Bron told me Ed McMahon passed away yesterday! I had no idea.... oh the memories that one brought back!

The sisters and I grew up with BIG dreams of being on Star Search! Every Friday our Aunt and Uncle would come over and Judge us so we could host our own Star Search at home. We had real categories too, like best costume, best lip synch, and best dance moves. Bron always, EVERY week danced to George Michael "Gotta Have Faith", she had the best moves with that song (don't even ask). Brooke would do "Under The Boardwalk", that song from the movie Beaches. She wore this little blue bikini and would walk around a towel, at the end she would put on black sunglasses! My song (most weeks) was Madonna's "La Isla Bonita", even then I was dreaming about life on a beautiful island. I had this very long flowered dress for my costume with HUGE hibiscus flowers all over it... oh the fun we had. RIP my faves from the 80's!!!


To top off my 80's flash backs & theme of "I'm bad" I had more surf shop fun... I had to upgrade my mom's bikini! She is my biggest fan and most loyal reader (when she see's this foto posted of her I'm sure she will kick me to the moon). Anyways, when the family was here for a visit the sisters and I made some fun of her swim suits, when she left back to Florida she left it hanging on my bathroom door. Oh man that made me feel rotten for teasing her, so I had to upgrade her old 1980's suit with a new neon pink one!

Tomorrow I am mailing it! Most likely she will call me to say a grandma with 3 grandsons DOES NOT need a hot pink bikini, BUT mom, you do, pops will love it! ha ha...

Other than the 80's flashbacks I had a run that started sour but ended great, a swim in the sea, and a ride with no flat tires... it was RAD!

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Wednesday, June 24, 2009

That's Cycling...

My training partner for the day, Kainoa hooked her on my bike...

The looooooong ride got cut short, roughly 2 hours in a construction screw (you know, the really big ones), went through my wheel and made it un-fixable (is that a word?) The gel wrapper, even a bunch of them wouldn't do the trick, it was hitch a ride home for me and the hula girl. Standing on the side of the road left me with a lot of time to watch the world go by... that's cycling for ya. At least the views were pleasant and Brooke was nice enough to pick me up.

The run off the bike became "run out of Brooke's truck", I am still counting it as a brick, a brick off a not-so-long-ride. I got a nice ride in swim practice too, but only the last 50. I tried to race Monroe who is a few times my size and got the draft ride of my life.

Then it was time to play in the kitchen... Spirulina shakes for everyone!

Spirulina has:
  • 2.5 times the recommended amount of B12 needed per day in one spoonful (it's that or eat liver)...
  • All the essential amino acids in perfect balance
  • At least 65% complete protein, example-beef is only 22% complete protein
  • Properties that help fight cancer
  • Comes from fresh water not the ocean (nice news for non-seaweed lovers)
  • More vitamin A than carrots and more iron than beef

If you blend a spoonful with almond milk (or whatever milk you drink), a banana, and a few raw coconut shreds it tastes really good, not grassy or bland. My friend Kawika sprinkles it over popcorn if you need another idea...

I have a new bike wheel now thanks to Jason, tomorrow I will ride again, that's cycling, another day another road...

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Tuesday, June 23, 2009

I Thought It Was Mine...

A great package came in the mail... an Argon 18 jersey and bike suit. Tried on the jersey (really excited it had pockets so it could carry stuff for Wednesday's long ride). While jumping around the house in it I noticed it was a little snug. But it fit, like a tankini (tank top bikini) or something. I thought maybe Marc-Andre (my bike sponsor with Argon 18) was supporting my bikini habit or something, or maybe biking was going for the kid-fit. Anyways, I sent Marc an email thanking him, I loved my little tiny bike jersey that fits like a tankini... His response, "Bree, that was for Kainoa". ha ha ha, I must have laughed for a half hour about that. It did fit really small, not even covering my belly button, but the sleeves fit nice, I was planning to wear it tomorrow too...

Kainoa, you can have your jersey back...

Signs went up today for Sunday's Kona Marathon and the 13.1 miler. My heart went boom-boom-boom...and coach said "YES"!! Life & training again is all smiles. Today was bike intervals where my mission was to drop Dave or get the HR into zone 5, if either happened I knew I was back on track. A bit of both happened (thanks Dave).

Then swim. 4,350 yards, can't say I remember swimming that much in at least 6wks. I was chasing, racing, and holding onto Karlyn and Amee for dear life. They swim like fish and thought some long stuff with short rest and a lot of it IM would be fun for the day. My mission was to not get lapped, to get close to all my best pool times as possible, and to not miss any send-offs (last week I missed one). They are the type of pool swimmer girls that made me make my 200 on 2:14, the girls that like to do 250 IM's rather than 200 IM just so we can do more stroke, the girls that think 500's are great and got me to make one on 5:33 (but I cheated, they didn't, I wore paddles and buoy, it was that or miss the send off).

By the time I wanted to fall over it was a run that went up. As in climb up. Really, I was done after that run. Training is back in full swing for sure and it feels incredible. Incredible because I am so fortunate to have so much support.

When you get knocked down after a series of sour races confidence turns South and it hurts to feel like you let down those who care. The past few days so many people in town have offered to help train with me, to ride with me, to run with me, to help me with my nutrition, some personal training/core/stretch stuff, offers for massage work and everything it takes to keep going. It's so incredible. I've also had some friends leave notes on my truck window shield while I was out running just to say, "keep going", "I believe in you", or "you can do it". This town really is super and I am so thankful to call it home...

The sun is going down now on another beautiful day in Kona. It's time I better look for my own bike jersey to wear for tomorrow...

Good Night!!

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Monday, June 22, 2009

0 to 214...

Last year's Keiki biathlon with my favorite training partner...

My first week back into training finished with 214 miles on the body. That's a lot compared to 0. It felt very much like the first week back after "off season". Yes, I'm an off-seasoner, I believe in some rest/recovery/rejuvenation after a big season. I've just never taken one mid-season...

The week was challenging trying to get the body to go, to feel water, to not get discouraged by the "fluff" that grew on my week off. Honestly, I got a little grumpy with myself. It felt horrible starting all over again smack in the middle of the season. The boys in masters didn't let me take free rides either. Neither did the boys on the group ride. It was all "hang in there", "pick it up", "move it", and some jokes about my jiggle.

Oh there were some good ones too... Like the treadmill run I did with Kaitlen and she knocked a boy off the tready next to her so I could have it, my favorite Splish suit ripping while trying to pull it over my booty, then a manta ray getting tangled in the 3/4 buoy that ended up attracting a tiger foot closing down the pier swims till they lured the shark out to sea.

What kept me plugging along was a future training camp. I was training for a training camp-sheeeesh! Next month will start with the Vancouver Half Ironman (that doesn't fear me in the least, I've already endured enough painful races to last me a season). It's what happens the moment I cross the line...

Linsey Corbin and Magali Tisseyre are going to kick my @$$. They are ready to smash me, they just smashed all the women in Boise 70.3 taking first and second! So all week long I focused on getting into some kind of fitness so I could at least hang onto their wheels, their draft, their heels...something, anything. The thought of training with them pulled me through big time. I've got rumor that Katya and Lisa Mensink might show up too...I'm so in for it...

Missing: The slippers on the left were stolen last night from the beach, $1 reward! Yes, they left Kainoa's 2 right slippers...

The manta, hanging out dying, attracting big sharks too close to the pier...

The first swim back in the ocean after they opened the beach back up...

Welcome to week 2. I'm feeling a little better, a little stronger, a little more like a triathlete then I felt last week. No doubt the up coming training camp will continue to linger in my head this week too. My hope is by the time I show up in BC my Splish fits again and I don't have to bribe the girls to wait up...

Here's to some more miles!

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