Aloha!

Thursday, April 25, 2013

Mind Over Matter...


My goal for this week has definitely been to get the most out of every day, every workout, all of it.  I'm teaching first grade again tomorrow so that has a lot to do with it.  It feels better to just go wholeheartedly, physically maxing myself out, knowing a day in the class is like a "rest day".   Not that teaching is cake or anything, but no matter how many laps around the classroom I take, it wears me out less than a big run or ride.  Keeping positive about the balance of "triathlete" and "teacher" has been going pretty good too, it has to be done to afford start lines and honestly, those children are good for me...


Yesterday was my big day of the week, almost 7 hours and I can say it was the best long day of the year so far.  The new bike fits like a charm, rides like a breeze, and has me very motivated to put in the miles (new bikes have that effect, right?!).  It was so hot out there, the winds were nasty, and somehow I managed to get headwind out and headwind back.  Right off the bike it was into my shoes.  I'll be honest, I sat in the back of my truck for longer than any transition should be.  It was literally that hot out or I was just that cooked after the ride.  Mentally I had to use the IPOD for survival (Tuesday I skipped the IPOD on the ride and run!).  The songs were my cheer leaders and literally counting, 1-2-3-4-5, 1-2-3-4-5, 1-2-3-4-5, was how I shuffled through the run.  It was of course on Queen K, that encouraged me to push on and make it count because I REALLY, REALLY want to be out there in October.

After all that it was swim.  Okay, I literally ate my weight in bacon, eggs, rice, and spinach first.  But then I swam.  Rather than the usual masters practice, I opted to kick my already pooped butt just a little more by joining the Kona Aquatics High School team.  They swim roughly 2,000 more than us and I of course need at least that much more.  The entire swim was a mental pep talk to hold on, to commit to making the entire workout.  By the time we finished a kick set, I was feeling on top of the world. Not at all because I mysteriously felt physically awesome, just because I made the choice to put mind over matter and make the swim count...


This morning I woke up to find my stomach in a knot, that bacon wrecked me.  Without fail, I rallied all the fruits and veggies I could find in our garden and kitchen, then drank the rainbow throughout the day.  I'm much better this evening and do not recommend that much salty bacon ever, to anyone, no matter how much salt you crave after a Queen K torture! 

This morning was Bree vs Bree.  Physically my legs were eager to go, the heart was pumped up for the speed session, and I kind of needed this more mentally than thought possible.  It was the speed workout I was supposed to do before Hapalua Half Marathon but never managed as the foot was still hung up.  Coach gave me splits and said not to worry if I miss them, just get close as I can and see how far we have come and how far we have to go.  Well, I made them.  All of them.  It was a big challenge reminding the legs to move quicker than they have in a long time, but it hurt worse mentally.  You know when you hold on in your head and are just about to crack, it was like that for all of them...all the way till the last 400.  Without a doubt, the more speed work we do the less our minds mess with us, so I'm not too worried, it will get easier each time I get uncomfortable...


The day wrapped up with these goof balls!  If a girl ever needs to be reminded how to have fun in sport, she needs to look no further than any child...

Good night!
Bree
+ read more of Bree Wee's post


Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Dear Love...


Dear Love, you have found me...

Saturday something really, really, really special happened.  It all started when Kainoa was a baby in my belly.  I'd sit for hours telling him all about the ocean, rubbing my belly, and day dreaming about the day we would be a family that shares surf together.  My passion for the ocean is pretty unreal, it's not even something that can be put into words, I just knew as a pregnant girl that one day I wanted to share ocean moments with those I love most in the world and hopefully Kainoa would find passion in the waves...

For the past year or 2 we have tandem surfed, pushed him into waves, and paddled him around.  On Saturday it all changed.  He came up to me, looked me in the eyes with a wide smile, and said, "Mom I want to go surf but without your help, all by myself."  I sat on the beach watching him grab my board, hook his leash on, paddle out, paddle for a wave, miss it, try again, catch it, stand up, smile, fall off, and paddle out to do it again...and again.  It was incredible to see him find passion in something so simple yet so powerful, like the ocean.


Yesterday was another really special day.  We made the trip to Hilo as Mike has landed himself in the recruits for the fire department.  Oh, talk about a very proud girlfriend.  He stands by all that I do and dream about, it felt nice to be a small part of something new and exciting in his life.  Of course it takes a lot longer to get to Hilo when I'm part of the drive, 3 pit stops later...

I've told him I plan to ride my bike from Kona to Hilo one day for a visit, that plan is in place as I type!  Road trip on 2 wheels, heck yes!


While Mike was in his orientation I of course did what any beach girl would do on the other side of an island, make Hilo friends.  The beach looked inviting but something caught my attention even more.  A gazebo with 7 homeless guys under it, all talking and smiling.  It has always, always drawn me close to those that are able to smile and be happy in what appears to be adversity.  It's like finding a lesson or learning the secret to enjoying life every time I land amongst such people.  At first I just hid my face in my journal, scribbling away every observation made in the middle of these men.  I couldn't help smiling.  To be humbled is to be blessed if you ask me.  After an hour I had a marriage proposal, 7 new friends, and a tangerine.  They didn't ask me for money or food, just appreciated the company of a girl that appeared to have her life in good working order taking time for them.  Once again, love found me...

...and I found more love.  Kona had it's ever scorching, Ali'i Drive 10 mile road race.  Throwing myself into all the local races as training days is going really well for my build up into Hawaii 70.3.  Oh I'll be honest, it hurts taking no rest into these smashing feats, but it is so good pep talking my head to be as brave as my heart as I run and chase down my goals.  10 miles later I was 4 minutes slower than my 1:01 PR on that course. Coach told me it's all good and be so happy about how much my foot has healed and my legs are coming back to life. Damn, I wanted faster though, but I did indeed love a start line and a finish line with some fight in between...

 Kainoa ran the kids mile, Mike ran the 3.5 mile & the kids mile!  Secretly I hope one day we run something long together, like a half marathon, at the moment I'm just happy both the boys like running at all...

 ...and friends at the finish line continue to make racing even better.


Okay, that's it from me.  I swam and road really hard this morning, forced myself to do a blog as it is the only way to make myself sit still.  Going to take a little run soon and call it a good day on the way to race day!  I'm going to leave you with a final picture I took of the TV.  We watched a really good documentary this weekend called, "Happiness".  It was pretty awesome and continued to inspire me.  This man in the film was showing his home (see above), within those walls it was filled with love and impressed me again how it really doesn't take much to see beautiful...

Bree
+ read more of Bree Wee's post


Thursday, April 18, 2013

Spelling Test...

Tomorrow is a spelling test for Kainoa, so the blog will have to be super short so I can help him study 8 very important words.  For the heck of it, I'm actually going to use his 8 words to describe this day and yesterday...



1.  I SMELL really bad after that run.
2.  CALL me crazy, but I love running in the hot sun.


3.  My new bike is black and SMALL.
4.  ALL day long I dream of riding bikes (not really), but I do think about it.


5. We WILL be drinking wheat grass we grew ourselves!
6.  This mini garden grew WELL.


7.  Phew, Kainoa did not hit the WALL on backstroke.
8.  You can TELL he swims better than me already.

Time to study!
Bree

+ read more of Bree Wee's post


Tuesday, April 16, 2013

The girl in Kona finally got her bike 90% ready to ride!  I'm going to take it out tomorrow anyway, the crank is too big, but I am so full of ambition to get back on MY BIKE and log some miles, so Ill ride pretending to have long legs.  Seriously, Bike Works boys my biggest appreciation goes out to you for all the help with this.  Pros are such pain in the butts...I know.

My little sister gave me the best quote, "Doing your best is taking the action because you love it, not because you're expecting a reward".  Okay, I do work/train really hard for a finish line, but she is so right on, things done out of love always find a way to reward us.  Today was especially true for me...

It was masters 6am practice, raining, and I just could not be the mom that wakes my sleeping 6year old up to hang out on the deck in the rain with coach Steve.  I know I needed to be at practice, it is my job, the luxury of having Kainoa stay home sleeping is not an option or my reality at the moment, so he goes where I go...motherhood ruled over work.   After getting him to school the very thought of a solo pool swim just crushed me.  But I remembered Brookes quote, "take the action because I love it...." and so, I swam purely on passion and what is usually a dreaded thing to pool swim solo landed me a mental breakthrough having to pace, push, and make send offs without Kona Aquatics in the pool with me.  Not expecting a reward landed me a reward...

The same was true for my spicy paced run, "do it because I love it..."  I ended up running faster than I have all year and feeling better than imagined.  Maybe that's the secret, to forget about the outcome or reward that awaits our hard work and just do the work because we actually like it.  Simple. 
By the time the day was all said and done, we collected another sunset with friends as our entertainment. (Kainoa on his own choice has given up all TV, computer, and phone games).  Seriously, this kid blows my socks off.  My mom always tells me it's because God never gives us more than we can handle.  That is her nice way of saying I need an easy child I guess, or when he's 16 i'll be in for a rude awakening....

Alright, I have to get to bed, tomorrow is "ride my bike" day...
Good night!
Bree
+ read more of Bree Wee's post


Monday, April 15, 2013

North Shore

It's been a while, sorry about that. Maybe the whirlwind of falling short or the abundance of energy that I hold to live life to the fullest caught me off guard.  And so, I took a time out. In fact I played, there is zero guilty feeling within me. This life (as you know after the Boston attacks today) really is super unpredictable and our days are numbered.  I'm not great at a lot of things, but one thing that has always been easy for me is to love and appreciate those in my life to the point I maybe say, "I love you" till their ears hurt.  Maybe it's important to me to know they always know it and hear it from me. 

Anyways, I was on Oahu for a funeral.  Mike gave the best, most amazing, very moving "good bye remembrance" speech.  It made me want to make even more time for those in my life and the passions I seek to live out.  He also reminded me that LOVE is spelled T-I-M-E.  Making and finding time can be so tricky when you have work & responsibilities to attend to, to make ends meet and deadlines happen, but people aren't deadlines and sometimes we neglect our responsibilities to them, so they get the left overs of our time and so do our passions...

The funeral week on Oahu I clung closely to my bucket list.  One thing on it since 11th grade of high school (I update it every year and cross off everything that gets accomplished) , was North Shore surf.  I'm not kidding, since 1997 it has said in really pretty purple letters, "Surf North Shore big, hang out with Kalani Robb, maybe marry him if he asks".  I was 17 and awesome! Now I'm 33 and after a million Oahu trips still haven't surfed North Shore. I wasn't talking about knee high baby waves, I wanted the real ones...that's the only way the bucket list desire would be checked off.
A very good friend of mine since High School, local North Shore surfer girl, happened to have two brand new boards with her and as luck would have it, a swell rolled in just as I rolled off the plane.  Day one we surfed in waves bigger than I ever surfed any island of Hawaii.  I wasn't chicken but I was scared a couple times, reminding myself my son back home with his dad is expecting me home safely in a couple days.  The shore break just to paddle out was as tall as a truck.  It was an adrenaline rush that needed to fill my 17 year old soul!  Day 2 we surfed another spot equally as adventurous & beautiful.  My heart filled with happy.  Paddling back out after a wave a "Kalani Robb" look alike happened to be paddling out next to me.  It wasn't the same Hawaiian boy from 1997 that I had a poster on my wall of, truth be told my secret crush was very long gone, but it sure made checking off that bucket list from almost 16 years ago very easy to do...
My run training didn't miss a beat on the North Shore.  It was sand filled, shell filled, and sunrise filled.  Something about ocean swims, beach runs, and anything under palm trees always reminds me that I am very much alive and blessed.  Of course I kept thinking about the funeral stuff, not in the way of it being a difficult time, but in the way of it making me want to be better and do better.  It was my first funeral so all the tears that I was expecting came more in the form of inspired than sad.
One morning after a run/surf I walked the beach looking for shells, you know as I've mentioned it a dozen times, that the broken ones are my favorites as they remind me of pieces of my life, that somehow look beautiful when collected with other pieces. As if all the small parts really do make up something bigger and better.  This was my little collection and it honestly looked like my life at the moment when I dumped them out of my hand.  The blue one was Kainoa, the heart is Mike, the purple one is the same as the ring I've worn since my divorce to remind me there is still beauty in what felt like a broken me, the pink one is my secret wish, the green sea glass is my sister Brooke (she had a jar of them in her truck when she crashed and the medics called her dead, but she survived), the others are secrets...
A lot of wonderful things happened during my Oahu trip, not just crossing things of my life bucket list, but also renewing a lot of hope in sport that I needed to keep passionate about.  Some lessons in love, and being reminded that life is short so make it worth living.  I returned back to Kona just in time to sleep then wake up the next morning and teach 1st grade.  It's a very rewarding feeling to be working with the children and making money.  I'm not a girl who chases money or anything, but it feels nice to buy groceries. 

...and from beautiful beach went back into another passion-racing.  The weekend held our islands first team time trial of the season.  Oh we were a mean team, not really, but we tried to make game faces.  It was an absolute blast!  I had to borrow a bike from Bike Works (thanks again Grant and Janet Miller), as some parts to my new bike are lost on Volcano-I'm not kidding, DHL called me today to let me know that bit of info.  Anyways, our team was very race-ready and the push, pull, sucker punch was exactly what I needed.  We ended up winning the thing after pulling ahead of last years winning team.  It was pretty exciting as it was my first ever team time trial.  I always do better in my triathlons when I race the local events so I put a local 10 mile run race on this weekends calendar...
Making our move...
Move made!  Look how perfect our feet are all in sync! 

Thanks Zoot, Bike Works, Breakthrough Nutrition, and Rolf Prima for making me feel race ready.  And Swift Bikes, thank you too, I know my beautiful new bike will be here after it's visit to the volcano...

That pretty much sums up the moments recently.  A little time out to catch up did me good, putting into perspective a view to my life that I enjoy looking at.  It's about 7 weeks till the next big race, secretly I am wanting one sooner.  Ironman Melbourne taught me a lesson though, "patience", so I will keep training away till then and enjoy the local, smaller races as training days till a start line on the path to a bigger goal approaches.



Finally, to those closer to the events of Boston today, I am sorry.  Prayers have been prayed for you guys and my heart is hurting for you.  I've hugged and kissed my son tightly today in remembrance of  the little 8 year old girl, the heart ache I pray to never know and I feel deeply for her family right now...

Bree


+ read more of Bree Wee's post


Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Bike Rides...

I am highly convinced all it takes is 3 hours on a bike to get an attitude adjustment, mood change, face lift, whatever you want to call it.  Seriously.  3 hours is long enough to sort through an array of issues that take up space in your head, it's plenty of time to get a great idea and actually see it through, you can solve just about any motherhood issue in 3 hours, you can plan out dinner, you can day dream about your lover, I'm pretty sure our president could save the world if he would ride bike for 3 hours...

3 easy hours on the bike, under the Hawaiian sun, blown around in the off shore winds, had me feeling like a new woman!  Day 3# of following a road map in the direction of a dream feels pretty darn amazing.  Tomorrow I'm in the class room all day, so maybe that had more to do with the unbelievable appreciation I had to be outside swimming and biking all day.


A 3 hour ride can make you happy the rest of the day...

AND finally, 3 hours on the bike gives you enough time to truly enjoy your bike tops!  Big Thank you to ZOOT for my new favorites! Night!

Bree
+ read more of Bree Wee's post


Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Life like a marathon...

It's a very good thing I enjoy the marathon, because this life I get to live reminds me so much of that long run. It's something incredible, something that takes some courage, and something that pretty much requires you to focus more on the highs than lows.  Saturday, my last weekend of "adventurous recovery" before the 8 week block of swimbikerun takes over, a couple of us braved a marathon hike to Waimanu waterfall #2.  25 miles actually, but I'm certain I walked off the path at least 1.2 miles, so I'm calling it a marathon...

13 valleys we went up, over, between, and through. Some had hidden surprises, the sights you dream of and set you off in that hope that takes over.  Other twists and turns were a bit harsh, like the floods we encountered.  In those valleys we had to use ropes and each other to get across.  We also expected the unexpected and came prepared.  You know how life goes, it was like that.  A marathon hike is just like life if you ask me...


 







 
The goal was to not think about sport, you know sometimes stepping back from something you are so close to often lets you get a glimpse of the bigger picture. I really tried not to plan the next race or get lost in the last race.  But I did somehow compare all the running, climbing, falling, and swimming across the rivers to triathlon training, I pretended it was  Day #1 of the 8 week block.  I just want in Kona this October so dearly.  My fridge already holds my notes of encouragement, it's really hard not to think on the things you care about.  Anyways, it's Tuesday now, as promised coach and I did revamp the plan a little.  No Utah 70.3 May 5th.  It will be Hawaii 70.3 then Ironman CDA a couple weeks later.  Warm water, sunshine, maybe even a beach was sort of the desire for an Ironman (can we say Brazil?), but that just would not make sense, $$ and literally a dozen more hours of travel from the island is Brazil.  So...Brave Bree it will have to be, cold water and an Ironman that holds a DNF next to my name.  Perhaps this is the year to cross that finish line in Idaho...

Easter was not the usual.  Kainoa was with his dad this Easter and you know me, I'm sort of lost without Kainoa on Holidays, but that's life.  A big group of us met for an ocean swim and I just kept holding firm to the fact life sometimes does not work out the way we envision but if we are patient we get to see how it works out in ways sometimes even better than we could ever imagine.  THEN, a rainbow appeared and I am not kidding, everything felt peaceful.  Yes, that girl that believes in rainbows the way kids believe in pennies in a water fountain is ME!  The day ended up being so calm, so peaceful, and so relaxing, maybe that's what I needed... while I'm being honest, I did get a lot of time with Mike and that has a way of making life better.

Day #2 into training (pretty excited to be back on a program, it feels like January 1st!!) and I am thrilled.  It's been easy, like "back to square one", kids stuff...

Happy Training,
Bree
+ read more of Bree Wee's post