Thursday, February 26, 2009

So totally in love...

Yes, it was love at first sight. Something about his color. Maybe even his build, strong and sleek. Talk about HANDSOME. Like every new fling just spending time together was enough. Sometimes I would find myself just wishing I could be out with him. The relationship really was growing pretty fast...

This week was different though. The "puppy love" wore off. We spent time enduring "hardships" and "trials". Tuesday we had to endure bitter sweet repeats. Wednesday was a LONG day, a really long one. Winds and storms were blown at us from every angle. Today was supposed to be easier. I believe after every storm there is a rainbow and that we would endure our rainbow soon... but it was more wind. I was tired, he kept on moving forward. He was a mess, I cleaned him up. This week, after spending more time with him than I have any other in my life in a single week, I knew I had found my match...

I am talking about my bike by the way.

This week coach has me doing a bike-block. This will be the most time spent on a bike in a single block than I have ever known. AND I must confess, I CAN HARDLY GET ENOUGH. I am just loving my bike...I actually WANT to ride and LOVE riding again. I went through a phase, the
"No bikes for me for a while" phase. Then I got my beloved Argon. The magic is back. The sparks are flying. Riding is FUN again.


Today's ride was fueled by COOKIES. The Leopold family has a local business of making some incredible cookies and this week they hooked me up. Let me explain... sugar (not in them), preservatives (don't exist). Not sure how it is called a cookie then, but it is and it works. This morning I had one made with black beans. (must be the burrito lover in me to even try such a thing). IT WAS INSANE good! They are made with veggies, fruits, protein sources, pretty much things you can find at a farmers market made into a "cookie".

That's all I am going to say. If you are coming to Kona for Lavaman or Honu or Ironman you should place an order (remember to BUY LOCAL when on the island). click here for info

Happy Riding and eat more cookies!

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Wednesday, February 25, 2009

My Fortune Cookie...


Not even kidding... today kicked me HARD in the you -know-where! Started with a bike in winds that did their best to blow me off the road into the lava. I was totally captivated by the power of the winds. They amaze me as much as I fear falling off my bike. At one point a car pulled over wanting to help me, a free ride back to town that I did not take... Bob Marley on the IPOD sung me home...

Then I ran. A perfect run on a perfect trail alongside a perfect beach. The run was completely alluring. Whales were breaching so near to shore you could almost hear them. The sun was blazing and mother nature continued to wrap her winds around me. It was one of those runs that you just don't want to end...

Finally a swim. A swim that had me without legs and it was a leg-needed night. My lane mates kept me splashing laps back and forth and Coach Steve's enthusiasm was just what I needed to carry me through a chlorine fest. After a 6hr day a steak burrito is all I wanted. One loaded with egg plant, spinach, and red peppers... you better believe I ate it all too... because tomorrow looks to be another day in "training paradise"...

And a cookie that I gave away to a little boy, but I claimed the fortune...

It was made for me.

Monday, February 23, 2009

18 Miles in my mind...


There is something so special about running. Maybe it is the way you can take a break from the rest of the world and let the mind totally clear. Perhaps it is how you can feel absolutely beautiful even when you smell of sweat & melted gels and look like you jumped out of a swimming pool then were hit by a hurricane... Running is amazing. Simply amazing.

Yesterday was 18 miles of mind clearing bliss. 18 miles of random thoughts. 18 miles that deserved a burrito at the beach with my son when I was finished...

18 miles in my head went something like this...

It is darker than black. I will have run more miles this morning by the time 6am rolls around than most people will run all week. Please God don't let me trip and fall in the dark, coach will kill me if I sprain my ankle again. Maybe Kona would be cool if it had street lights, nah. Hmmm... What beach should I take Kainoa to? Please see me, please see me, please see me- so glad that car saw me, I was not in the mood to be hit by a car. Cool, mile 2. I want a gel already, mile 2 and my head already feels pooped, this is too early for me. I like my outfit, who knew a purple sports bra could look so good with pink and white shorts! Mile 3. Oh, The Harbor House, I could use a cheese burger right now! Man I feel like going on a boat today, maybe one of the fishermen will ask me to go along. I love running to the harbor. I feel fast, what's my HR? Nevermind, can't even see in the dark! Mile 5, sun is coming up! GOOD MORNING AMERICA, I should have been a talk show host. Oh what's this trail: No Tresspassing, cool, I am going to check it out. 2 miles later, oop's BUSTED. Sorry, just running along. Later brah. Energy Lab or Ali'i Drive??? I will run back towards Ali'i, check the surf. Another gel, sure, mmmmm love that tangerine one! Gross, it just went all over my IPOD. I like these shoes. Oh, he's cute. I wish I was running in Playa Hermosa. Kainoaaaaaaaaaaaah.... OH this song is the best! Ooops, mile 10 was 6:40 pace, I blame the song! I wonder if I run to slow songs at the start of a race it would help me start pacing slower... good idea, too bad we can't race with an IPOD. Oh man, 7am and it is HOT! This top needs to come off. Helllllllllooooo Ali'i drive... 7 miles to go. "Hi Harry". "Hi Ron". Gel me up baby! More water please. Surfer boys... it's flat go home. I am glad they can't here me thinking that. My legs feel strong. 6 miles, maybe I should time a mile or 2. 7:15 pace. 7:16 pace. Nice, I like this pace. Honk HONK honk, darn Doug and that big white truck, run with me and quit honking! Turn time baby... 4 miles to go. Oh cool, a birthday party and the woman is making a chicken at 7:30 am... funny. "Hi ladies, looking HOT, keep it up"... I like the reaction the 50 year old ladies give me when I tell them they look hot running down the road. YO YO YO Raul, hi-five me buddy! HI DOUG! 16 down, 2 to go! YAHOOOOOOO. Pick it up chica, what's left? I wonder if this is how Chrissie Wellington feels at the end of a marathon, I wish I felt this good at the end of Ironman! UP UP UP Palani, I must be in a nightmare thinking I should end my last 2 miles up Palani Hill- actaully, this IS good, it will make me TUFF. Cool, I am RUNNING not jogging up the hill. HR- not going to check it. Onto Queen K, love the new side walk. AWESOME sprinklers are on and only a mile to go, consider me IN THEM! Oooop's IPOD wet! Oh good, J Boog is still singing to me, IPOD must be okay. I can not believe 18 miles went by THAT FAST. UNREAL. Nice, a down hill...."PLEASE KNEES HOLD UP". I suck at running down hill. Almost smell the burrito now. What bikini should I wear? Last half mile, RUN FORRST RUN! Homeward bound, see my home. YES! Take that! Okay, now if only the way that run felt could feel like that racing... Time to get my boy from his daddy, get the burrito (food is ON my mind), forget a shower the beach is calling me. I love running...

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Saturday, February 21, 2009

Wanna Get Blown Away???

Come to Kona! The winds have been vicious! Not really sure why or what is causing these extra gusts at all times of the day and not sure why they are a bit more wild than usual... something somewhere...

I "attempted" something not-too-bright this morning. With the winds roaring and blowing me all over the road I felt the need to share. (I tried to video it- if I can upload it I will let you hear the roars). No joke, people were turning around early this week on their rides just to "play it smart".

Other than the winds... LAVAMAN IS COMING! Seriously this is one of my MOST favorite races in the world! Not only does it attract some amazing athletes, the course is just fabulous! Here, let me dish it out:

You swim in crystal clear water over coral heads and fish that give an aquarium-like-effect. It is warm as bath water and as beautiful as any tropical island paradise you could imagine. The bike: The Queen K (need I say more?), you can expect some winds on the way back. The run is hot-hot-hot! Everything from coral, lava, dirt, grass, pavement, and sand will be under your feet. Finally, a beach party! The awards party reminds me a lot of the movie "Gidget" where everyone is in bikinis on towels playing at the beach with good food and great people.

Another way you can get blown away (besides the winds and enjoying one of the coolest races) is a training camp. The "Lavacamp". Yep, train on the Big Island and stay for the race! (March 30-April 2) I have gotten a bajillion questions about it and hope I have answered everyone's that emailed me. ONE question stuck out the most....

"Do I have to be fast?"

NO WAY. The Lavacamp is totally for everyone. For sure it may sound intimidating training with a 5-time Ironman winner Heather Gollnick, or taking a ride with the gorgeous Katya Meyers who can drop you like a bad habit on the bike, or swimming with Olympian Lisa Mensink (truth be told that still scares me and I have swam in camps with her BUNCHES), and I will be here too.

The camp is a fun way to escape the trainer and treadmill (if you live in a snowy place). With the pros at the camp you will have a chance to pick their brains on nutrition, pacing, mental tricks, race day stuff, and pretty much anything you want to know... It really is a great opportunity getting to swim along side Lisa, riding with Katya, and running with Heather. The plan is not to "race" the pros during the training sessions (yes we will be with you every step of the way), so no need to worry about keeping up or if you are fast enough. The goal is to help share what we have learned about sport. Imagine swimming with Lisa and wondering how in the world she can get through an Olympic distance swim in 18 minutes! Just ask her for ideas, where to start, ect. That's the plan... to train and have access to some people who care. No, Katya is not planning to drop you up the hills, she will circle back and answer gear and cadence questions.

If you have anymore questions check out full details here: Lavacamp and Lavaman Triathlon

AND finally... the Lavaman is also the BEST OF THE US Qualifier for Hawaii! Seeing the locals gunning for the title of "fastest amateur of Hawaii" is so much fun! I must confess though... I put all my $$ on an Oahuian girl this year... USUALLY I place my bets on a Kona girl and Kona Guy (sorry, totally a Kona pride thing). BUT this year I am claiming Luis Delatorre (Kona guy) and Rachel Ross (Oahuian) as the ones to beat...

Go Rach!

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Friday, February 20, 2009

Suffering is a choice...


Being the Yogi that I'm not, I went to yoga tonight. One of my favorite people in Kona (Blake) happens to be one of the most respected instructors on the island... he can also run...fast... I took his class in hopes I could gain a little "focus", the kind needed when your brain wants fade from focusing when the going-gets-tuff in a race. (you know what I'm talking about). Sometimes, even though I LOVE swimbikerunning I am challenged with letting my mind wander and drift in and out of focus...

Blake can fix that. For real. It is his specialty, helping put the "focus" and "here and now" back in the "moment".

Much like the start to any yoga class my mind was already day dreaming, actually tonight it was on the stinky yoga mat. The first minute of class Blake gave us a choice. To suffer or not. The choice was ours. Like in running... when it hurts you can suffer or you can slow down.

60 minutes later class was over. It was the first class I did not look at my watch. It felt like I was in a training session on focusing. The mind was engaged the entire time and the body just went along for the ride.



That made me think about swimbikerunning... if my mind was ALWAYS engaged perhaps the body would just go for the ride. At the end of class I got to try out the new focus strategies...

Mind you Blake is a certified, VERY good yoga person. I am clumsy, 2 left feet, and my balance is only good on a bike. Game on...I was more than ready to try out this 2 man handstand (or whatever the name of the pose is). To get my body to get there I just had to keep my mind "focused" on Blakes face and what he said. Within a couple seconds we were up. Then I thought about running. To get the body to be "there" or the finish line, it really is simple. You just have to keep your mind on the finish line and have a few cues to get you there... hear your cues over and over and over. Ignore the pain and suffering, before long you will be there...



I'm not sure yoga saved me from all my lack-of-focus-moments, but one thing is for sure if the lessons he taught us in class can get me into that move my brain just might make it through a race with a bit less day dreaming...

Now find a friend and try that move...

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Thursday, February 19, 2009

Just another ride...


NO joke the winds were the most windy I have ever ridden in my life! By the time I almost "ATE ASPHALT" for the 3rd time I was appreciating the hills. (The hills were off Queen K and not INTO the wind or AGAINST cross winds of 30mph). I went down the hill to the beach, back up the hill, back to the beach, back up, to the beach a few times...



My last time up it was a RACE to get my HR up-up-up, so I pretended I was climbing the "Beast" of St. Croix and was surrounded by the beautiful Caribbean... everything was going smooth till I lost my 3rd water bottle (the full one) thanks to a speed bump! Things took a turn for the better when a car behind me saw the flying water bottle as I was racing up the hill, got it for me, then stopped slightly ahead and waited for me (so I could get it). JUST as I was about to grab it they drive off, only a little in front, arms reached out teasing me with it. I race up the hill faster... the "funny" was over as they kept go-stop-go-faster-go-wait-teased me! Once to the top they actaully got out of the car, held it out, and gave it to me... it was kinda strange, my mind was curious if they were spiking my NUUN punch! I drank it anyway...

Then it was time for PAY BACKS. A tready session where the mission was to run the pace that I was hoping to tackle at GAR. Grrrrrrrrrrrr.... I was ready. Get to the gym (fully fueled on my spiked punch thanks to the folks who teased me up the hill). AND GOSH DARN it only one tready left... the one in front of the mirror... NO WAY. Just can not run on the one staring at my face for an hour... not gonna happen.

Thankfully a woman on a treadmill notices my "Oh man, not this one" and lets me have hers. She gets on, gets off, then says, "Don't like running facing a mirror". Toooooo bad, can't have your tready back...

Jamming along just fine, warming up, and a man gets on the mirror tready. His Ipod BLARING and I am wanting to laugh BUT focus... then he starts drumming on the treadmill! There is a full blown concert in the gym. Now I am laughing, he notices me laughing, I try to turn away. I start laughing so hard I almost wet my pants, I run to the restroom, take a break, (had to make sure if I laugh too hard I won't make an accident). Back on the run, almost time for my first interval... he now is singing FULL blast and waving his hands in the air all while staring in the mirror!!

My mission is to redeem that run. FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS, if I laugh and try to run that fast I will surely fly off the back of the tready. I turn my tunes on SO loud my ears hurt but they block out his singing... the woman next to me gets frustrated with my LOUD tunes and gets off... sorry honey...

I manage to make it through the intervals without wetting my pants or flying off...

After the bike and run with added humor from strangers it's time to get Kainoa from school. AND guess who we see at the juice store....? The treadmill man still SINGING!

Today was unforgettable... nearly being blown off my bike, riding down hill at 4mph thanks to severe head wind, chasing my water bottle up a hill, and getting my own personal serenade on the treadmill... I really need to find training partners...



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Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Seaweed: Not just for mermaids...

Photo Credit: DB & Hilton


Let me guess, one of your biggest New Year's resolutions was to eat better or fit back into your bikini... In a national survey that was the number one resolution of Americans. Time to shake it up. Add a little seaweed to your nutrition plan. Life on an island certainly has no shortage of seaweed and Triathlete Inside Magazine gave me 500 words to dish the dirt on the yummy green stuff...

Read here to find out more... (Triathlete Inside Magazine)

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Monday, February 16, 2009

A Swift Kick...


My grandma always used to tell me, "BreeAnne you need a good swift kick in the ass". It was weird to hear that, never liked the name BreeAnne and a grandma cussing was funny to me... but a swift kick in the ass... TODAY it made sense.

I got a good kick in the @$ and it was what I needed. That Great Aloha Run race number is now hanging on my fridge as a reminder of getting my @$ kicked. Last year I was 3 whole minutes and some seconds faster! I did the only thing I knew to do after crossing the finish line...
Call my coach...

Before he even said a word I had to let him know I was READY to run. I worked so hard, went to bed early, ate well, all the good stuff... instantly I was in defense mode. Sure to him it was a "D" race but to me EVERY race, local or not, is a race and I show up to do my best, whatever my best is on that day...

Clearly I knew last year, that nice little 47 something I ran at 5:53 pace would be hard to top, BUT 3 minutes off...this was new to me...3 minutes is a lot...

Coach confessed he knew it would be hard and being sick then out with the sprained ankle for a couple weeks did not help... BUT that is CRAPOLA to me and I told him that. I needed a reason, not an excuse for that ugly run. I want to learn from this, grow from this, and understand this...

EXPLAIN it to me...

It boiled down to this time last year I was in PEAK shape... I was in the best fitness of my life, preparing for Ironman Japan and ready to race. This season I am not peaking early. There is no need for me to be "race fit" this early in the season. It started to make sense but I still was sad and upset and frustrated. The conversation went on... a season of racing is LONG and the body can not sustain top fitness ALL season long. You can only be at your best a couple times a year and the other times you just do your best hoping for the best.

It was a hard lesson to learn, a lesson in patience. February, a run race, is not the time of year my body needs to be "on". What a lesson. After the race I talked to Tim Marr. Local Hawaii boy who was 15th in Kona last year. He told me his race was not-so-good. I asked if he was mad, I wanted to know if he felt like I felt... He is preparing for Ironman China, in April, and it boiled down to wishing the run was faster because he knows he is a better runner than that, but he knows China is where it will count, not a run race in February.

These seasoned pros sure are teaching me a thing or 2 about patience in peaking. Then I got to hear the story of the great Peter Reid. He would come in 25th or so in local run races early in the season and 9th or so in Wild Flower as an early race, but come Kona, he would win. He learned when to be "ready to race" and when to use a race to get ready...

This race I am going to use to "get ready" to race. It was so humbling and so motivating. Patience. Patience. Patience.

After the run I did what any girl on an island would do... go to the beach to splash away the pain or lesson in patience...

Then I went to the hotel to back my bags. I discovered the most hilarious thing I have EVER seen... I looked over the balcony and saw a bajillion tourists from who-knows-where ALL laying at a pool in Hawaii! Why in the world would they be at a pool (I am sure there are pools in their state), when the beach is a 30 second walk from the hotel... it made me laugh. And with that laughter I found a beautiful balance for my day...

Take my job seriously but not myself...

I laughed some more... then more... then I took a foto so you can laugh too...

Please ZOOM in by clicking the foto, it is soooooooo funny! Laugh out loud, it feels good!

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Saturday, February 14, 2009

Tide Pools...


The best recovery after a few smashing weeks of training is a trip to the tide pools... the search for hermit crabs, fish, sea shells, and other little creatures with a two year old is totally rejuvenating! After watching waves crash into the rocks and checking out every single crevice we were "almost" recovered...







I'm nearly convinced all it takes is a sand pail and shovel to fix some fatigue...

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Friday, February 13, 2009

L.O.V.E...

Lovers Wall (or the old bus stop). This is one of my MOST favorite spots in Costa Rica! The view is spectacular and you can FEEL love in the air! On the left side (the black mess you see in the foto) is where all the lovers would write their names...

Holidays are the COOLEST! Just another excuse to have a lot of fun, the calendar says so...

Valentine's Day growing up meant MUSIC! Mom always took my sisters & I to pick out a new tape (back in the day) or CD. We always made talent shows that my aunt and uncle would judge. To this day I L.O.V.E music...so much I made a Valentine's Day mix of my FAVORITE love songs! (I know, complete dork). Here is my mix:

  • Love of a life time- Ten Feet
  • I would Find a way- Big Mountain
  • Every little thing she does- Chaka Demus
  • Canciones de amor- Julieta Venegas
  • Everything I own- Inner Circle
  • Primer Amor- Tony Love
  • Nothings gonna change my love- Glen Medeiros
  • Baby I love your way- Big Mountain
  • Ala la la la long-Inner Circle
  • Sugar Sugar-Doreen Schaffer
  • Someone Loves you honey-JC Lodge
  • Love on the carpet- Chaka Demus
  • Angel-Shaggy
  • Fall in love-Glen Ricks
  • Soft and sweet- G.Love & Special Sauce
  • Not about romance-Inner Circle
  • Procura- Chichi Peralta
  • No Letting Go- Wayne Wonder
  • Amor Sincero-Fanny Lu
  • Looking-Ziggy Marley

These are my MOST favorite love songs! I won't spill the beans on all of them, but one of them I simply can't resist! "Nothings gonna change my love"... that was the first love song I ever liked. 3rd grade, Wilkenson Elementary (yeah, LONG time ago). We got a new boy in our class from Mexico. He spoke no English (instantly I thought that was the coolest thing, little did I know how hard that must have been). The teacher paired me up with him for Math. We were partners with blocks and things. Hilariously the only conversation we could have was laughing and smiling (the same in any language). After school my mom picked me up and I told her, "mom I am in love & he speaks no English!". Then the Glen Mederios song came on and I claimed it as my first love song....

Enough day dreaming already... enjoy the mix! Happy Valentine's Day...

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Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Flash Back Australia Training Camp...

Tonight is masters swimming, however I had no luck finding a sitter...My best option was to swim this morning while Kainoa is in preschool. No worries. My plan was to go for a nice long ocean swim. Coach Paul had a better idea (better for him not me).

He gave me the EXACT same swim set that ROYALLY KICKED MY YOU KNOW WHAT one day during the Australia swim camp. When I saw it "again" flash backs of seeing Laura Bennett and the ITU girls lapping me (long course) came flooding back!

So to the pool I went. Confession, I sat on the side of the pool for 15 minutes hoping to talk someone into swimming with me. I convinced Rob to do the 24x50's with me, then he got out and timed one of my 100's, then he left. In between every set I looked around for someone, anyone to join me. Kevin and Jahn swam in the lane next too me making fun of me while they kick. It wasn't fun. Running and biking is so easy for me to do solo. BUT swimming, oh dear God save me!

Every lap I grew more convinced that if I had a SwimP3 I would be able to tackle swimming solo. I was imaging Shaggy, Chaka Demus, Tony Love, and Bob Marley swimming laps with me- that would be GREAT! Might even make me flip turn faster...

Just in case you have to miss your masters workout one day and need a set... here HAVE mine:

600 warm up/mix
24x50 on 60 (drill, use the drills specific to your needs)
200Swim

Mainset:
600 steady
6x100 swim on 1:20
4x50 easy on 50

400 swim solid effort
4x100 on 1:20
4x50 easy on 50

200 solid effort
2x100 on 1:20
4x50 ALL OUT on 1 minute

200 easy

Now, here is my question, because I am convinced a SwimP3 must be the coolest thing since sliced bread. Does anyone have one and if so, do you like it? Can you really hear tunes under water? Is it easy to use? Worth the money? Do you hate it? Just don't know anything about them, so if you like yours (or don't) please give me the scoop.

Happy swimming!
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Monday, February 9, 2009

K-Swiss shoes made me do it...

I would love to report that yesterday's road race went FABULOUS! That I paced REALLY well, got a new PR, felt AWESOME, listened to EVERY word Coach Paul said, and followed ALL the lessons I learned about running from last season.

NONE of that is true.

It was more like this... at the start line, Shaggy comes on the IPOD, instantly I get all giddy about running and feel like dancing, I am so excited. 1...2...3...GO! AND I GO!

Literally, I just went. Talk about bad idea...

No need for boring deals... it was just a bunch of huffing and puffing and holding on for dear life trying not to get passed from people that actually PACE smart. Coach Eric must have felt bad watching me run myself into a slow death because he was closing the gap but decided it was more fun to watch the disaster than pass me (thanks Eric!!)

Something fun I have been just itching to ramble about is K-Swiss! (I've been dropping hints here and there till they gave me "okay, you can talk now Big Mouth". K-Swiss put together a super team of athletes for 2009 and the team is finally allowed to chat about it! Maybe it was my shoes that made me want to just GO! (note to self: great shoes can't save you from starting out too fast).


The new 2009 and beyond models are insane! They are full of crazy wild colors (like last seasons-see foto above-I am still hooked on those crazy looking things!). They also have this incredible racing flat coming out (Cotter showed it to me LIVE) and it is just light enough and supportive enough to get the job done.

Some of the shoe names are "K ona and Keahou", what chica from Hawaii would not love running in shoes that are named towns on her island!? (Keahou was actually my first 1/2 ironman-kinda special when I run in those shoes)

And the clothes! I am a girl so this could get ugly... I'll stop now... wait, these tops they sent have incredible crazy style to them! Like the one I wore running today, it has a huge hole cut out of the back, another one kind of scoops off the shoulders on just one side (reminds me of my Cindy Lauper days), and of course there are some "serious" ones that are all about function!

Many Mahalo's K-Swiss for letting me be part of the K-Swiss crew! And your shoes need warning labels about pacing, they just want to GO...

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Saturday, February 7, 2009

First Time Trial Of 2009...

The time trial went down something like this...

I'll let Kainoa tell it, he said he can explain it better. Just remember he is only 2 so he's not a very good speller just yet... (and he refuses to use spell check). Enjoy reading his version of the Hawaii time trial...

Told by Kainoa Wee...


i wok up urly to eat oatmeel. my belly got full soo i new i was redy to race fast! my bike was fully loaded with zipp wheeels. uf course i did not ware the ugly aro helmet. we jammed to bob marley and got r groove on... nutting like race day tunes! they made me ware a jersy (saftey resuns in case i wipe out). no big deal, Bike Works is in charge of the race and i luv supporting them!

i really luv my new bike. it is fast and fun. wen i got to the race it was fun to see all the local cyclists and frends that i enjoy and have good rivalry with. last year Jahn went a minute after me and within 3 minutes he came flying by. i luv racing Jahn, he is an incredible cyclist that i have always loooked up to. and it is fun to talk smack with him. my goal this year was to at least make it 4 minuts til he passes me!

oh, the race also supported the WAR ON ALS! so we got to dedicate our miles to a good cause.

ugh! the start always freaks me. being held up and hoping they don't let me fall over just puts me in a panic. i begged them not to drop me. i was the 3rd rider to take off... 2 people to hunt down and toooooo many behind me, including Jahn #5, a minut behind! 5,4,3,2,1... GO!!!!


It was all systems GO frum the start! the hart rate went up, the legs cried for mercy, and panic was in the blood knowing Jahn was just behind me... at 5 minuts I did something that wuld make coach SO mad, i looked back! could not resist! No Jahn, must be the new bike! At 19 minuts he passes me and flys off.

The winds then pooored on! oh my bike handled like a charm, the wind was no match for me. it tried to run me into the lava and tried to push me back wards as it turned to head wind... hold on is all I could think... my HR was now 170, it has never been that high on the bike... my mission was to try and get Jahn back!

this is wen it got ugly! i put my head down and went as hard as i could. i caught back up to Jahn and a huge chunk of throw up in my throat! i have never ridden so hard that acidy vomit came up. i swolled it back down and lost Jahn as he pretty much said NO way dude! (of course i was on Zipps and he was on a 20 pound training wheel). let's just say it hurt really bad and i so glad it is over. so glad. every part of me hurts! i must say the Argon 18 is the fastest slice of bike i have ever ridden... in fact it gave me a new PR of almost 2 minutes!


And my trophy... hanging with my mom! i beat her! maybe one day she can ride as fast as me!

Huge congrats to everyone who played AND the biggest congrats to Penn Henderson for setting a new course record too... must have been the aro helmit! ha ha!!
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Thursday, February 5, 2009

Suck It Up Princess...

After Monday's pool party with Kainoa there have been no more "happy laps". It has been all about "suck it up princess". Forget the camera and all the pretty Hawaii fotos. (I stole this one from John Pink). I am completely smashed and it's only Thursday!

Putting ramblings on a blog requires tooth picks to keep my eyes open! This week as been hill repeats, mile repeats, 2 hr runs, treadmill (because it was raining one day), chasing whatever local guys would pull me on the bike, laps of Mike Mccary feeding me chlorine for dinner, and forgetting what day it is! This is no training camp, it's me kicking my own @$$...

One of the things that has pulled me through is knowing tomorrow is Tamale Friday. THANK GOD! On Friday's one of the local gals makes unbelievable tamales (12 for 20) and sells them in the Jamba Juice parking lot (Kainoa and I know that spot well).


My hope is that the tamales revive me for the weekend... this party week or crash week (take your pick) is not over yet. Saturday is a time trial (the kind that hurt for 10 miles or till your breakfast barfs out-whatever comes first) a run, and whatever Kainoa wants to do (I hope it isn't anything too adventurous). Sunday is a road race (5 miler) that will turn into another 90 minutes and an ocean swim. Beyond that I have no idea what coach has planned, fingers crossed it's a nap.

Another thing that has pulled me through this week (my time in the gym that is) is this...

No, our gym does not have one of those fancy-make-a-wave-machines... it's the surfer (Shane Dorian). He was born and raised here in Kona and totally motivates and encourages the youth of the islands. He puts on keiki surf contests and special events for the community. He is the best big wave surfer in the world. He's been in the gym a lot lately preparing for something... and knowing he has to be in shape to survive 60ft walls of water really makes what I'm enduring seem like a walk on the beach...

After today's bike-swim-run I had ART/chiro. Nancy looked at me and wondered how I even made it into the office. I told her I think massage is more fun than seeing her and I wished I was home napping or going for a massage, anything to just lay still. The ART you have to push and pull and work through pain and pressure to undo whatever it is you've done. I'm counting that as my 4th training session of the day!

It is now 6:53pm and I am going to bed. Anyone in the Hawaiian Islands come on out Saturday for the first time trial of the year! Starts at 8am, bottom of the big hill (you know the one, just before the airport). And the Sunday road race is 8am from the pier. I will be the one IN the jogging stroller with Kainoa PUSHING ME!

Happy training!

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Monday, February 2, 2009

How To Annoy Your Neighbors...


When living on an island surrounded by water, living 1/2 mile from the local pool, and living in a condo that has it's own swimming pool in the middle of the complex, the best way to totally annoy your neighbor (the ones living under you) is to flood them...

Kainoa and I thought it would be hilarious to put one of those kiddie pools on our lanai. Seriously, how much fun would it be to have a pool RIGHT THERE? We got a pool for $6 and made a mess. (think slip n' slide).

About the time my sister came over there was less water in the pool and more on the floor. She asked if I knew where the water was going....hmmm? Looked over the balcony and there it went... like a rain storm on the family below us. Thought about inviting them to join the pool party but the pool barely fit 2 of us.


While swimming laps we discovered our pet gecko has a girl friend, in fact he has 2 girl friends. We tried to put them in our pool... bad idea...

To complete our tropical pool party on the second floor of Kalani Kai we juiced. This one you gotta try (for all of you that own juicers).

*2 pears
*1 large lemon
*1 small chunk of fresh ginger

Happy laps! AND the most fun part of our pool, it instantly turns into an ice bath with a LARGE block of ice... for 6 bucks you can't help but have fun!
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Sunday, February 1, 2009

Taking A Challenge...

Hanging with Coach Paul & Travis, my "athlete"...

Challenges excite me. Sometimes we fall face first into a mess and other times we surpass our expectations. One of my favorite jokes is telling Coach Paul that after my triathlon career I want to be a coach for Lifesport. It's so much fun to see his reaction- partly he looks in a panic thinking that even after my sport career he might still have to deal with me and partly he looks concerned for anyone that might ever be my athlete...

Teaching & coaching children was my job prior to triathlon and sometimes that desire to help others and support the dreams of those I care about still runs through my blood. Key word, "sometimes". Most the time swim-bike-running is enough. Plenty.

A few months ago Travis Blanton became a good friend of Lifesport. He then became the manager for a few of the Lifesport girls. Then he asked for a coach. He is a hard working father of 2 and husband. Lacks a lot of time to train but has all these goals in sport. Coach Paul knows of my jokes, but we had an agreement... "after my tri-career". I fully agreed. Sport is still new to me and I've got a lot to learn. Truth be told, I also don't want to coach yet... racing is too much fun still and managing both would never fit in my time frame.

I'm not too sure how the rest unraveled...what happened is, Travis asked for me to coach him and Coach Paul got me started coaching. BUT the deal is NO MORE ATHLETES and coaching Travis has to always take a back seat to my training and racing. Travis agreed, "Fine, let me be her first athlete and make all her mistakes on me"., He didn't even care that his coaching was not top on my to-do list. In a way he is my guinea pig (poor guy).

A couple months ago we had our "coach/athlete" chat. His primary goal was to qualify for Boston. He has run a couple marathons and had a PR of 3:58. I thought not bad, I can work with this...

He went on to tell me that the Boston qualifying time for him was a 3:15... oh boy! Instantly I told him NO PROBLEM, NO WORRIES! That's only like 45 minutes! (secretly I was thinking this coaching job is not for me). No way was I ready to put someone's "dream" into my hands and deal with "let downs" if they don't make it...

I tried to back out, told him I was too busy. He said back, "NO WORRIES", darn guy stole my words! Luckily I had a few months to get him ready. My plan was kill him on the treadmill, find good tunes for his IPOD to use on long runs, make him cry, then tell him he is DOING GREAT! It was so funny. Most days his responses on Training Peaks had me laughing my bum off!

Today was the day. This morning was his marathon... the day he would either get that 44 minute PR and Boston time, or just plain out not get it. (If the later happened I was ready to fire myself).

HE MADE IT!

No joke!! He ran a 3:15.44 and got the Boston qualifying time by 15 seconds! Phewwwwww...

Honestly, I have no idea how coaches can do this job. It was so scary waiting to see how he did and even more nerve wracking waiting to see if a dream was going to come true.

Congrats Travis! See, like I told you ALL along, "No worries". ha ha! Now go take an ice bath and eat a steak!

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