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Sunday, October 27, 2013

Will Run For Cookies...



A huge "WOW, great fun, thank you", goes out to the Kealakehe Waveriders Tri Club.  This small group of high schoolers-growing into triathletes, put on the Race the Reaper 5k last night and it did not disappoint!  Not that I ever need any excuse to run or race or play sports in the local community, it helped that the race was a dress up for Halloween event.  I was beyond original, a hula girl, yep, shocker of a costume from Hawaii...

Truth is, I got the costume from the pet section of Target.  If you are ever in search of a last minute outfit, look in the dog costumes, they are so cute and super affordable.  And now I know I'm size "large dog"  for future dress up events...

The morning was really long for me, 6.5 hours training on the road to Mexico, so dressing up for an evening 5k was pretty much the most fun way to physically get out of me anything left in me.  I actually intended to just jog it, right.  I raced the reaper and broke 18 minutes in a mini grass skirt, it was awesome! 

Today is 5wks till Mexico, I'm sitting home and it feels so good to just sit for a little bit.  I'm even tempted to take a small nap.  A little bike ride and a little church this morning has worn me out.  As for those cookies, they have been saving me all week.  I make them, freeze em, then grab and go with them.  AS usual, no actual recipe but I think I managed to wing it enough to write it out...

Raw oats, blueberries,  almond butter, coconut oil, coconut shreds, maple syrup, sunflower seeds, pumpkin seeds.  The trick is to combine your desired amount of each of those in the food processor and blend till they are exactly like raw cookie dough.  SO add more of the coconut oil and almond (or peanut butter) till you get that consistency.  Then... bake at 350 for 15 minutes OR put them on your dehydrator for a few hours if you wanted to keep them raw.  Freeze and eat...

They even look and taste like real cookies!  Warning though, I am the only one in our home that likes them and eats them.  The boys do not in case you're wondering.  They remind me of the bonk breakers bars, which the boys do not like those either and I do.  Try it...

Have a good Sunday,
Bree
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Friday, October 25, 2013

Wear The Pretty Underwear...


If you're a girl you totally get this, the pretty undies.  You possibly skip right over them for most normal days of the week.  Well, the past week has been all about the pretty undies, my most favorites, the ones that make me feel like a Victoria Secret Angel. You know why?  Because this week has been very demanding, exhausting, physically & emotionally draining, and if there is ever a time to a girl needs to feel like hot sauce it is when the miles matter!  When you have to show up as your best.  When you need to give a little more than you got.  And when you are after something, in this case, giving it all because a start line hangs roughly 5 weeks away... Dear Mexico. 





So much appreciation is lingering as Friday has hit, leaving just 2 more days in this week to tackle.   The streets are dropping fruits like rain, neighbors just giving them away, it's the most perfect aid station a girl can sink her teeth into.  I've also been fortunate to land some company for a couple demanding days, like a ride and the good ol'  Kealakehe High schoolers to swim with.  Even my little sister and me got to run some miles together.  And...one longish day on the bike I was fortunate to be stopped on the side of Queen K by the most handsome fire rescue ever seen.  Right there is all the motivation, encouragement, and appreciation some crazy girl preparing for an Ironman needs, that and the pretty undies that is.


Yesterday I finally booked my trip.  It's always a little hard for me to make my flights, for many reasons.  Mostly because majority of the time it means "me go, family stay".  It just never gets easier and perhaps going to places that look a lot like family designations or honeymoon escapes are just not as exciting alone.  Well, I do have my bike.  I try to mentally get myself focusing on this mantra, "It's going to work, business trip, not play".  And so, I punch in the dates, pay (while holding my breath), then breathe out with a thankful heart that I do indeed have a beautiful opportunity awaiting me.  This will be my 3rd time racing the full on Cozumel, it's a favorite.  It also means my 3rd time missing Thanksgiving dinner.  Ugh.  Oh.  Blah.  I'm more than okay with turkey tacos but I'm gonna miss the boys & family & friends dearly.  So I made a coconut blueberry cheesecake to at least feel like I'm getting ready to stuff face with everyone...


 
 

As for feeling good, once again it is the ocean coming to my rescue.  Something about the salty sea, the sunshine, the unknown, and the endless possibilities, find me reaching for more and satisfied at the same time.  I've been swimming less ocean than usual, not because the tiger shark near the pier this week or anything, it's just that the pool always makes me work harder.  I do land amongst the waves as recovery though, I have too.  Every time I try to take it off my list in the middle of a big training block I get so grumpy. It has to stay.  That and sunsets.  Free things that set me free, ahh. Things you truly love in life should never be taken off any list if you ask me, and so, a few waves here and there have me smiling. 


One thing that has come off my list though, is the sisters booty (think its actually buti) yoga class.  I just love it, like truly love it.  We dance, we shake it, it feels like Flash Dance from the 80's, the girls cut loose without being at a bar with pervs wanting to buy you a drink because your moves are awesome (or not).  It's so much fun. It hurts though.  That part I think is why I love it, new challenges and using muscles that swimbikerun rarely touch.  Not to mention the pretty undies are perfect for this class.  Well, that pretty much is all I have to report on.  My easy day left me with time to catch up and watch a movie on Netflix at the same time, nice.  Tomorrow and Sunday is all business, happy training you guys!

PS.  One moon lit morning run I arrived to see my tired butt packed two right shoes, I'm taking it as a sign I'm on the right track, 2 left feet could have been worse ;)

Bree
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Thursday, October 17, 2013

With Purpose...

 

Training has been very, very good lately.  Not good because I'm nailing the sessions.  Not at all.  In fact, yesterday was the first time in a long time that I wiped out on a session.  It was a semi-long run that included 3x20 minutes at goal pace.  Well, the third round might as well been torture that I will humbly admit to "not nailing it".  But I liked it.  It's been a while since training runs challenge me to the point that I don't nail them.  It's not failing to me, it's a lesson and a way to actually see where improvements and fine tuning need to be made.  Damn it hurt though...

Mexico has been on the forefront of my mind with each mile lately.  Some miles start out with my focus on home life or love life or food.  As soon as I check in with the reason I'm out doing what I do it all comes together though.  In my "getting older" age finding focus in the moment is getting way easier to do.  There is this run loop near my home too, it gets rather repetitive,  I named it my "Mexico Loop" because Ironman Mexico is 3 loops, I go run it 2, 3, or 4 times in a row to teach my brain to get used to doing the same loop over and over.  It feels good to have gone from wanting a break so dearly to wanting to train so passionately.  As for racing, I'm not quite there yet, on the way, but that run yesterday taught me that I am not ready for a start line.  Yeah, I could finish an Ironman, but I really want to "race" one this year, not just tough it out for some points.  In fact, my new goal for the 2014 season is to "chase good race results" not points, the outcome will then take care of itself.

 Oh Mexico, see you soon...


My green tea taste buds are still in full effect, in fact I have tossed out the use of anything but green tea lately as the liquid for my smoothies.  Maybe it's because I'll be turning 34 at the end of this year and my wrinkles, thanks to plenty of sun over the years, are landing more permanent.  Anyways, the Asians drink tea by the gallon and they all look about 20 years younger than they actually are.  I'm secretly hoping it really is the tea and not just genetics, hehe...


Other than that, Halloween planning has been happening around our home.  It has gone from scary to down right creative with the boys.  I on the other hand just want to wear Masudas fireman boots all day, every day.  I am so loving them.  Actually the entire turnout gear sort of has me giddy.  I'm just so proud of him.  That said, I'm not allowed to wear the boots, at all.  I think I'm going to be an old favorite cartoon character.  You'll see...


Finally, I'm going to leave you with a quote I like, it has been good timing lately for me to focus on it since I am known for my ridiculous amounts of day dreaming into the future and chasing so hard after goals and dreams that I miss moments in the here and now.  Here it is...

"Normal day let me be aware of the treasure that you are.  Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in the quest for some rare and perfect tomorrow"...

Night!
Bree

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Tuesday, October 15, 2013

See ya next year Ironman Hawaii...

Pretty crazy the transformation that little Kona undergoes in just few short weeks surrounding the Ironman.  Secretly I am growing to love it.  Mostly because I'm finding a huge appreciation seeing so many people really, really happy.  I mean, some people dream all their life of visiting Hawaii just once, then they finally make it and walk around so thankful.  It reminds again and again how fortunate I am to call this home.  And it calms me down when traffic is backed up because people are stopping to take pictures, for some it's a once in a lifetime, snap away and enjoy is finally what I'm feeling where once an annoyance lingered.  And I get it, every single time I travel my camera is clicking away to savor memories and my pace is slower so I can soak it all up....

Well, it's quiet again here.  I like that too. Ironman to me sounds like a million hearts all beating in some kind of harmony to create just one sound.  It's pretty in some bizarre way.  On another note, I took a million pictures from the side lines but narrowed them down to 5 favorites....

The underdog.  Of course he holds incredible talent, but the pre-race buzz never went as wild over him as others and yet, he went wild!  It was my absolute favorite to watch.  I screamed on the sidelines and at the computer.  So inspiring and so much fun to watch up close.  2nd place at the World Champs to one heck of an athlete, so cool.


Natascha.  Total legend.  So much respect for the mother & grandmother!  Constant joy when she races and so much passion when she trains.  She swam with our local swim squad in the weeks leading up to the race and became friends with many of us just because of her sincere joy for what she does.
Luke and Pete.  They finished the race.  I am always, always humbled when the massive urge to quit takes over yet you silence it and finish anyways.  It's so humbling to walk that long road home, huge respect from a lot of the crowds on the streets.

 The woman's champ.  I loved every single part of her race day. 


This would not be the Hawaii Ironman without the speedo...


That's pretty much all I have to report on from the sidelines of Ironman.  Life is totally back to normal.  Taught yesterday, spent time getting Kainoa's pins cleaned in his arm, and today I trained my heart out like nobody's business for something 7 weeks away.  It's all good. 

ps... girls nights out may include Kangaroos around Ironman time. 
Night!

Bree
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Friday, October 11, 2013

Ironman Eve...




It's the night before Ironman and butterflies are in my belly, I'm not even racing!  I'm still really excited though.  It's a really big day tomorrow for a lot of people, for that I'm excited.  My plan is to watch the race, "from the inside out".  Take a few notes, cheer pretty loud, and gather up all the motivation to use throughout the next 7 weeks...when it's my turn.

So what's been going on during this girls "night before the Ironman?".  Swim practice, 120k ride with a bunch of very talented women who also missed Kona by a tiny bit, mow the lawn, a trash run, babysit my nephew, a trip to the expo, get my new bike (scoops later), water the garden, buy a new pan since I burned the other one right off the stove, make dinner, and now...prepare to watch the Ironman tomorrow and chalk the crap out of Queen K with messages to my friends racing.  Basically, it was a normal day.  Hope and pray next year includes bike check in (wink, wink)...


Yesterday was the the underpants run, it was my first time not running in underpants.  Zoot team had some incredibly 80's swim bikini's for us, I LOVE them, so much.  The UPR was a big success as usual, nearly naked people causing a lot of laughter!  I always snap photos galore but never know if it's cool to post them, what is often seen I'm afraid to get busted for, so I stole just one for you from my friends camera...



Zoot has been totally keeping up with it's 30 year anniversary, in fact, it has made this girl unbelievably happy with the fun training gear it has launched this expo!  I mean, I love it, like really love it!  The brighter the better if you ask me!  Thank you Zoot for making it extra sunny on the island.  Well, that's pretty much all I have to report on.  Life has been very normal other than the thousands of extra people in town.  Tomorrow I'll do a better job of snappy photos and getting in on the action...
Good luck to all the Ironman athletes tomorrow, make it a great day and be proud of yourself, you made it to the big dance and are going to cross the finish line in Hawaii, it's the best one!!

Cheers,
Bree
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Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Like Mother, Like Son...

Kainoa has broken his arm. The way I figure it, he's part me, that means this was bound to happen.  Not that it makes it an easy pill to swallow.  The first day of Fall Break we take a hike, it would be Kainoa's longest at 5 miles round trip. Going up was normal for a kid, "This is long, I'm tired, are we there yet?".  At the top was typical for a kid too, "This is the best, I love it, so worth the hike, you were right mom!".  And so he played, he tripped, he fell, he broke his arm.  It was gross looking, the elbow was turned backwards, my stomach sank for him while trying not to throw up (things like that on a child really make me ill), I tried to piggy back him out of there as bravely as any mom would do, only making it hurt worse, so the brave little boy walked back down the hike like a champ, smiling through tears...

After a quick surgery using pins to put the arm back together, he became my teacher...


Sometimes in life, things go absolutely, unexpectedly, not your way.  If you focus on them (me, my, I) then they only get worse.  But if you focus on what surrounds you, what you still can do, what you still have, who you have, then things get instantly better. Instantly. No swim practice for him, no surf, no ocean, no climbing trees, no monkey bars on the play ground, all that stuff a kid loves (insert all the swim, bike, run, ect. that you miss when you are down and out if it helps you get my drift), so he starts a list of other things he can do and jumps right in!  He grabs markers and goes to swim practice to see friends and get his cast signed, he reads books about the ocean, he plays with his cousin other games.  It has been an incredible lesson for me.


This morning I had a long run (the length of Alii and back).  Knowing that ever woman, child, man, young and old, would be out there putting on the final touches for Saturday, I got to thinking about "me not in the race", "my wanting to be in the race", "How I missed it". and then I was grumpy.  Called Mike in Hilo, being a sobbing baby. As luck would have it, he reminded me about Kainoa and the "me, my, I".  So I ran with the intention of soaking up the energy of those in the race, their happy, their excitement, and what I could give to them, it literally made me happy.  I loved running Alii after that pep talk, I was in paradise after all...


There are so many amazing people in town, not just the professionals that sparkle and shine with speed and pretty bikes.  I've met new faces, caught up with some that I've shared start lines with earlier in the season, laughed with sponsors, and been reminded that one of the reasons I love this sport so much is because it makes me so damn uncomfortable.  I'm always having to grow, learn, and face fears thanks to my swimbikerun passion.  That said... I ran on Sunday.

Sunday was the PATH run, its a good cause, raising some money to keep the sport life safer here on the island. Part of me was never intending to do it, not on my race plan actually.  I ran because I'm not fit to race at the moment.  For me, that is the perfect reason right now to race.  To fire up the motivation while in the midst of training hard for Mexico, to find comfort in discomfort, and to quietly always keep that humble pie in check.  I wanted a 38 for the 10k, that would be good for this moment, missed it by 8 seconds and tried to ignore the talk at the finish line of everyone being slower than usual thanks to a long course.  In stead I wrote, "suck" on my time card and hung it on my bathroom mirror.  Might not sound very positive but I really like it and it wakes me up knowing I am better than that...

 

Okay this I have to share, since family will always be my favorite part of life, look at our golfing practice!  Hahaha!  If you know our family at all you can totally see each of our personalities in full force.  If only Seth were in this picture it would be a Christmas card.  This moment was all inspired thanks to Sammy getting a higher test score in 9th grade than Mike got on one of his tests over in Hilo.  Ahh, nice to be a competitive family...


These 3 photos are just because I love a man in uniform and having a family day...

 This is running away from the hustle and bustle of Ironman in town...

This is where everyone that is here for the hustle and bustle of Ironman should go eat:  Umekes, its on Hualalai and will pretty much amaze your mouth.  Okay, that's it, off to the expo I go to grab underwear for the underpants run tomorrow. 

Bree
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