Thursday, July 30, 2009

In The Cave...

It's official, I am in the cave, THE PAIN CAVE, and I AM LOVING IT! Training is going super...it's more fun than usual too, maybe because I'm learning how to rest & recover so I can do it all over again the next day! In fact, today I had my 2nd massage of the week (no need to be jealous, it was not a "feel good" massage, I tried to kick my massage therapist across the room). All kidding aside, today was BALANCE day. A ride then a run, then some stretch/strength, then FUN! I hung out in a real cave (a lava tube), to explore a bit and get some shade from this Kona sun that is frying me!

Then a run on the beach, barefoot, in a bikini, under trees of green, sunshine of all sorts of oranges, sand the color of broken sea shells, along the Pacific... talk about strengthing the calves & ankles! There was more... but those fotos will be later!!!

Then a little dip, I wore the cap and goggles, but it was for the sole purpose of better visability and keeping my hair out of my face...nothing to do with speed and counting distance swam. The only thing counted was a few honu that kept me company... It was a beautiful day, 6am-5pm, ahhh, I thank God for life in this office!!! Tomorrow looks to be more calm, yet it will have me in the pain cave pretty deep as I have "round 2" with Dennis, the trainer that is trying to slowly kill me! Saturday and Sunday should just about finish me off. It looks like a group ride with a 20 mile run chasing Heather Gollnick all over the IM run course! LUCKY ME! Sunday, not even going to go there, thinking on it just yet makes me ready for a nap... till then, more palm trees to fill my mind...


Sending hugs from Hawaii,

Bree






Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Views From The Top...

Kaloko called and I said, "YES". Today was my HILL day. It was supposed to be Hawi, but I do that every week, so when Kaloko came up there is no way on EARTH this momma could say no. It's like biking in a rain forrest, it's like doing squats under canopy's of beautiful trees, it's like climbing the side of a builiding... besides, 2 weeks ago was the local Kaloko Pedal Till Ya Puke bike race and I missed it during the Canada training camp-I had to tackle it now. AND a hill is hill right, not really, Hawi would be sunny and windy, like a bikini ride, Kaloko is gorgeous and painful, like the men at the gym lifting big weights with their thighs of steel!
Pre ride we got the town news from Papa Pea (it's like reading the local news paper when you talk to anyone in the pool lot). Then we got the scoop on love. From there we were all smiles and just ready to get on with it already!! We had a hill to ride!
Half way up Hina Lani, still tip-top shape! It's right about here that I was so happy to be on the road bike, I need to ride this thing more often! I'm thinking a bike race in my future sounds good right about this mile...SEA TO STARS anyone???????
Up, up, up, and away, Dave is wondering how we talked him into riding with the girls...
Still smiling, almost to Mamalahoa!!
Let the 6.5 miles of UP begin!!

Here is where the fotos took about an hour break. I needed both hands on the bike. This ride never gets boring, it's always a new challenge or a new adventure. Today I pretended to be riding with Lance Armstrong (he of course, would be taking it easy on me). He was out here practicing on this very climb prior to his Tour De France trip... he said it hurt...then he broke our course record...
Once to the top it was all smiles and a lot of shaking the fists in the air like a champ. The excitement of reaching the top on this climb never gets old. About the time I needed something to get down the hill (like a ride), a dog came out, that was enough to get me going! I took the down hill with caution and had LOTS of time at my snail pace to take dozens of fotos...

From the bike to the run. It is VERY hot in Kona right now, summer is here and the heater is on! To keep with the hill theme it was Palani loops, gotta love a hill after a hill. From there it was ART to undo the damage I do weekly. Now it is sit till swim practice. Yesterdays swim was so painful from all the pull up practice and work with Dennis that I am hoping today is better or I just go numb as soon as the water touches me...
Enjoy the views from the top!!
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Monday, July 27, 2009

Beachless...

I'm learning that life isn't always a beach. Kainoa was banned from the beach, salt water, sunshine, all that fun stuff for a couple days while his face has a chance to recover from his wipe out. By the way, thank you to everyone for his "get well soons". Most the weekend was spent on smoothies since his little jaw was struggling to chew. Jamba Juice was kind enough to let him puke all over their floor and sidewalk and not make me clean it. We still managed to spend most the days out side, things like farmers markets early morning and very long drives.



Kainoa and I just aren't "inside people". To keep from going crazy we did our grocery shopping in Waimea, you know, an hour to get groceries rather than a 2 minute walk to the shops in Kona just so we could be outside yet inside (in the car counts as both). The drive was well worth it as the views still cause me to smile and pinch myself that I live like this...



Since I was not the one wearing stitches I still found some beach-Kainoa found Aunty Brooke's house. Just to make sure I am focusing on Ironman Hawaii I studied the ocean bottom SO CLOSE that I am pretty sure by now I can swim the entire course without having to sight even once! That is correct, I can swim it all by looking and knowing the ocean floor. Above are a few spots directly in line of the 2.4 mile swim, if you see these you are on course (or as coach would say, you are not focusing, you are snorkeling!).

First you will find Coach Bow's tire, it's old, back in the day he would make us hang it off the front of the canoe as drag. Then you will find a sunken buoy, then of course a turtle that NEVER moves-ha ha... and finally, the bike (by far my best discovery!)

Things are almost back to normal in the Wee home. Kainoa is back to school. In fact, I think his wipe out made his little brain even more smart. His teacher moved him up to a more advanced class and he can almost write his name by himself! I always knew surfing is a VERY GOOD thing.
As for me, more Kona focus. Turns out I am an endurance machine that can hardly lift a dumb bell, or myself as I've yet to manage a pull up. Today was day 1 with the personal trainer from HELL. (no offense Dennis). With 30 years of experience working with professionals he was hard on me. I happened to be talking with one good looking boy in the gym prior to my session and he pulls me away and tells me to get my you -know-what on the treadmill for an easy 10 minute mile to loosen up. I tried to explain I just hopped of a long ride and swim, I'm plenty warmed up. He said "DO IT, I'll explain later".

From there it was finding my weaknesses. A lot of them. Starting with my core, the TA or something like that was never firmed back up to support my body post baby-ooops. It was a lot of "COME ON, GIVE ME ONE MORE, HOW BAD DO YOU WANT THIS?". Then to the spaghetti noodles (my arms). To sum it up, I was shaking so hard hanging trying to survive, my arms nearly gave out, then it was some other thing trying to do sort-of a push up thing where my mission was to NOT fall on my face! It hurt soooooooo good. The entire session was like boot camp Kona.

I'm pretty excited about adding this to my routine. By Kona I plan to be able to do a real pull up all by myself! Of course, the real goal...for Kona... is to be the very first person from Hawaii to ever break into the top 10. I've checked the results for the past 30 Ironman Hawaii's and I did not find a Hawaii resident in the top 10 women, so I just gotta go try to be the girl who gets there... Dennis, even though he is bit of a slave driver, just might be the help to get me there-yes, I know, just what I needed, another Coach Paul type in my life...

If anyone knows a secret to doing a pull up let me know!
Happy Training!

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Thursday, July 23, 2009

91 Miles Later, Stitches For Kainoa...



This is was my post long brick surprise. Kainoa and his daddy had a surf accident in the big summer swell (the waves are HUGE right now). It broke this mommy's heart and made me nearly barf looking into his little mouth through his little chin...

I have found this "perfect job" actually does have a down fall-when your office is on a bike you can't get to where you need to go as fast as leaving an office and getting into your car, or you miss the call because you are out running 11 miles (like today)...

All is good in Kona, Kainoa and his dad are going to be fine...looks like raising a boy has me in for a lot of band aids!!

Surf safe...

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Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Going Natural With Cerasport...

I've always been a big fan of keeping it simple, keeping it natural, pure. In fact, my first 2 Ironmans I used grape juice and sea salt in my water bottles! Those were my best two Ironmans. From there I tried to spice it up and filled the water bottles with anything and everything in search of something that was easy on my stomach.

Unfortunately I do not have one of those stomachs that can handle anything-I've tried. At Ironman KY I jumped off the bike first only to spend 26.2 miles puking up all sorts of things that I thought were working because I was taking them in okay on the bike. It wasn't pretty or fun.

Poor coach, he was so frustrated with me for that one. For trying something new on race day. It's just that I wanted to get nutrition right. For IM FL I went back to the basics, sea salt and organic juice. That was good enough for my first pro slot to Kona. Yet, it was a LONG 26.2 miles on low fuel. Poor coach again. I tried to tell him I just like what I like...I just needed to find a way to get more of it...

To say race nutrition and me have had our frustrations would be an understatement. I'm the kind of girl who takes home made bars and dehydrated fruits on her long rides. The only problem is on race day I don't do that because I need things fast acting and not a bunch of little bags and containers and this and that all over my bike and shoved in my sports bra running.

Then we did that sweat test in Canada and I found out I sweat a lot, not to mention I live on an island where the temperature ranges from hot to hotter...oh boy. In my quest to find something I had help. The manager (Travis), did a lot of research, knew of my struggles, knew of my needs, and reached out to Cerasport, a company he found that looked like something along my "all natural" wants/needs for racing. So he sent me a bunch of samples. Needless to say I called him back and said, "You did it, you found the missing piece!".

Cerasport is rice based, the sugars come from the rice-not simple sugars like glucose, fructose, and all the other toses. It is also fully loaded with electrolytes! PERFECT! I'm not done yet... their vision is "To save lives". No joke, they are honestly that passionate about the quality of life humans lead that the mission to start was never to become a "sports drink" but to actually find a way to create something that helps hydrate, recover, and keep the human body functioning at it's best. They also created it to help kids losing hydration through diarrhea (gross, I know, but as a mom I appreciate that sort of thing). They have health professionals advancing this with the goal to keep humans out of hospitals!

I'm so stoked to have found something that I love and trust. It's just so simple. Even taking the little packets on long rides and runs is simple, from there all I have to do is add it to some water wherever I refill my bottles. Honestly, I credit a lot of finally having a decent run off the bike in Vancouver (the 1:22 half marathon), to finally finding something that I can run on-CLEAN FUEL. Big shout out to Travis for finding Cerasport and even BIGGER mahalo to Cerasport for the support!

If you want to try Cerasport contact them here: Cerasport, I'm pretty sure you'll like it...

As for training... yeah, coach is crazy! Bike intervals, run off the bike, and swim, not my usual Kona swim, I had to get in early and stay in later, but I loved it and being back with Kona Aquatics never felt so good! Tomorrow is a long day, we are leaving at 6am if you live in Kona and want to join us!!!

Happy Training...

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Tuesday, July 21, 2009

The Little Mermaid...

Oh! That's what I'm talking about! Waking up in my own bed, eating breakfast with Kainoa, and being able to walk to my swim workout-THAT'S what I am talking about! Before bed I smothered coconut all over in my hair, I slept like a baby turtle, and woke up to that sweet smell, it just set my day off in the best mood possible!

I walked to what was supposed to be a 30 minute recovery swim. I did the swim, then stayed in the ocean till I HAD to get out. I watched the paddlers, the fish, the snorkelers, all the fishing boats heading out for day 2 of the Bill Fish Tourney, I watched stand uppers, and just played for as long as possible, I really think I was supposed to be born a mermaid!





From the swim to the gym I walked. Nothing like waving to a town of people you know all passing by on the way to who knows where. My spaghetti arms are back pumping iron and I just loved it. The gym is the hot spot you know...for reasons I won't say...

Then a massage-that was needed DAYS ago and HURT like someone was digging their elbows into me till my legs bleed or something.

From there it was off for a ride. I stayed near the ocean (in the tsunami zone to be exact), and just checked in on all the beach goers and sun lovers. Nothing like a recovery spin along the Kona Coast! Yes, I know, life is ruff...


To top off a perfect day it was a sunset with Kainoa and all the sea urchins we could find. Simple. Sweet. Tomorrow coach has me back into full swing with a training load that looks more like it belongs to someone who has nothing better to do but swimbikerun, oh, that's me! It looks like some long stuff, fast stuff, painful stuff, so it's a good thing I made the most of an easier day...

PS: Mr. Jay, website extrodinair put all my fotos on Flickr. If you want to see all the Canada Camp click the foto below, or click the gallery link. Thanks Jay!

Hugs from Kona!

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Monday, July 20, 2009

She's Baaaaaaaaaaack!

There is something about landing at KOA and hearing the flight attendant say, "ALOHA and welcome to Kona"... it just sounds sooooooooooo perfect, like music to my ears! I jumped down the stairs like a kid at Christmas and took a DEEP breath of the salty air-I AM HOME! The heat was so intense and the winds were howling...I LOVE LIFE HERE!

First things first... rescue Kainoa from school then hit the pier! (A girl has her priorities, right?) Today was the Bill Fish Tourney- the biggest we saw come to shore was a 157lb Yellowfin, not really that big, maybe it's because of the full moon. In anycase, a day around the ocean is a day well spent!



Tomorrow I get to dive back into the Pacific with a solo ocean swim, then it's me and the Queen K for a solo ride... ahhhh, island training... I already miss my team, they make everything just a touch faster, a bit more aggressive, and slightly more scary. Canada camp showed me that the level I train solo just might be a bit too chillaxed. I might have to do something about that...

Watching the paddlers made me miss paddling A LOT. I talked to one of the coaches, I'm thinking I might need to jump back in the boat to get my competitive juices going. Pretty sure coach will say NO BREE. But you never know...and to paddle Big Island you need to be on fire you aren't in the boat, I think it will get me back into the "Go-fight-win" that I often exchange for la la la la la...


Oh, SUPER SUNDAY... I better wrap that one up! Yesterday our team set out for a 2:20hr run, it was the hilliest long run I ever saw. We did end up running on the beach though so that made up for the mountain goat I was becoming. After that it was another lake swim. All I can say is a lake swim on tired run legs (the day after that speedy run and bike) was more like a float! In fact, Mags and I floated into a boat (I'll end it there in case coach is reading this). Out of the ocean and we had another hour run. Combined, that was a darn marathon for this momma! My legs somehow survived for some Russian Rejuvenation from Mr. Potato Head (don't ask...). About the time there was nothing left all I could do was think about food...

I really wanted a burrito but Cooper took us to Ethiopian food. Believe me, when I first saw it I pretty much decided I would be eating a few dinners... but it was a cultural experience that left me more than satisfied!

It's 34 days till Philippines 70.3 and 83 days till IM Hawaii!! My goal is to keep the lessons I learned at Canada Camp and use them here on the island. It's a struggle for me... living in such a mello place where the vibe is as slow and the currents and everything sways as gentle as the palm trees I forget that I have to go fast. Often I fall into the slower paced, aloha living, coconut sharing, story talkin', sunset watching moods of whatever the locals have going on...

It is now time to think about how to fix my IPOD (I acidentally washed it in my run shorts). I'm not really too worried, it was mostly Marley, AND Ziggy will be in Maui August 16th! I might swim over there for my long swim day just so I can hear him LIVE! I'm rambling now, GOOD NIGHT from Kona, I'm HOME!!!

Bree

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Just A Little More...



Today was "Suffer Saturday" according to Coach Lance and we did suffer! Part of the pain was that it came after a solid week of training and Sunday race, part of it was because the company (you know, people like Simon Whitfield joined us), the other part was because just when you think you did as much as you can as fast as you can we did more...

The suffering started off with 6x1mile repeats on the trail around Elk Lake. Not coming from any sort of running back ground pre-triathlon this always freaks me out, these mile repeats. Coach Lance gave the intervals: 6:10 for the Andrew McCartney, Simon Whitfield, Brent Poulsen, Adam, and Justin Park group. Then a 7 or 7:15 send off for the Lifesport women. The thing is you had to get (as in HAVE) 90 seconds of rest. My eyes pretty much popped out of my head at that point.

Well, there was speed on Suffer Saturday! Mr. Whitfield was holding 4:25 miles and his crew was just steps behind. As for me... FINALLY a mile-repeat workout worth writing home about! My goal was to do the first one "easy" and get each one faster. My miles went like this-5:44, 5:38, 5:19, 5:29, 5:26, 5:24. AND GOSH DARN IT I was high-fiving coach at the end! That little 5:19 for round 3 was thanks to Justin Park, he told me to just go for one of them, he does that, he just drives one as hard as he could, so I tried it but was kinda scared it would ruin me for the last ones, it turned out okay...

Of course none of this would be possible without Kerri and Mike making me nearly barf to stay in the pack. And it helped watching the boys fly by too...


Our Transition Area...

After that (yes more to suffer), we had a nice ride. WITH a time trial then hill repeats. I was litterally smashed silly and felt like mumbo jumbo on the ride. The time trial was roughly 47 minutes long and the 5x observatory climb kicked my you-know-what! During the time trial all I could think of was the final miles of an Ironman-just wanting to go go go and get it done before the legs fall off. On the hill repeats it was Simon going down hill (way ahead of me) as I was going up-he shouted "go Bree", seriously, when does a Gold medal Olympic winner cheer during a workout!?! Just over 3hrs later it was back to base camp, a quick transition, and we were off and running (again). Today was all about showing how just when you think you can go no more you go further...

HUGE mahalo to Travis Blanton (Lifesport team manager) for refueling us with a GREAT dinner... (and thanks Coach Dan for the fotos!)

After the run I was sideways, upside down, and jello! BUT I got back on the bike and rode home... FINALLY dinner time! And now I must sleep, every Suffer Saturday is followed up by a Super Sunday and if my run shoes serve me correct, it will be super-SUPER LONG RUNNING...

Good Night from Victoria!

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