Sunday, July 31, 2011

Sharing A Sunset....

Tonight's sunset was watched on top of the pu'u (cinder cone) at Manini'owali. It was worth sharing so we snapped a few photos for you, enjoy the view...

Kainoa playing on top...

The drive up, around, over, through, and to the top...

Sunset with Kainoa, perfect!



This is one of my favorite runs, thought to take a second run of the day and run up, but I hung with the boys in the truck...

...and here comes the sunset!

Another beautiful sun drop into the ocean...

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Bree

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Handling...



(we weren't the 14 year olds who graffiti this, in case you are curious)

I have this really cool theory told to me one day in 3rd grade when I broke my elbow. It goes like this, "We are never given more than we can handle". Way out of 3rd grade and I still cling to that, OFTEN. Whenever life is tossing a lot in my direction, more than I want, more than it feels I have energy for, more than enough to make a girl want to hide in a cave, that little theory makes me feel so tuff. It makes me think, "Wow, I must be really strong to handle all this". It also reminds me of those with a much, much, more challenging load than me and somehow that makes my load feel lighter too.
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We were all in line for the Smurf's yesterday, (not at all as good as the cartoon we grew up with but Kainoa BEGGED to see it), passed the ticket girl my bank card, "card declined Bree". What?? After the movie I get out to my phone with 2 calls from my bank, wonderful news they caught the Bree Wee look alike. Yeah, ridiculous. She made a fake bank card with my account and spent $245 at Target, almost $500 bucks at the drug store, and some gas. BUSTED.
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Guess you can say I was Smurfed, it was not fun handling that. BUT it was not the end of the world and at least it wasn't a gun point robbing of my wallet, just a girl who looked like me and was handy with a bank card making machine.
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From that mess we pulled out of the parking lot only to barely miss a side swipe by a monster truck. It was backing out and not able to see us at all, charging on the passenger side. I grabbed Kainoa as soon as I saw the action, yanked him over near me and put my body over his, laid on the horn hoping he would hear and stop, then closed my eyes and told Kainoa to hang on. We couldn't move forward in case you are wondering why we didn't, there was a car in front of us as we were all in a line, the truck never noticed a line behind him. Everyone came running out of the stores when they heard the horn, walkers were all stopped and shouting, then the truck slammed his breaks. We all let out that sigh of relief.
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We got out and could slide exactly a finger between his truck and mine. That's it. It scared more than the poop out of me. Beyond thankful to have gotten away from that mess. Clearly we were not given more than we can handle, less than an inch and it would have been a mess.
Well, one thing after another got hold of my, "Never given more than we can handle, never given more than we can handle, never given more than we can handle", attitude and the weekend barely started. To top it off I couldn't even buy mangos at the mango festival today! Did you know farmers markets don't take credit cards? Did you also know you can't go to Costco without your bank card, and it's really hard to pay your sister back without being able to withdraw money from you ATM. My account is closed and locked for a week. Cashless for a week, on the bright side, Ill save money! But man the Mango Market was rough for a girl without any cash! Looking at all the fresh fruit, mango muffins, mango jam, mango bread, mango smoothies, let's stop talking about it...
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Kainoa is now snoring, happy, and safe. After the happenings that have happened in the past 2 days It's still all good. And thanks to the sister I was able to ride my bike today while she played with Kainoa, MUCH to be thankful for!!!
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Tomorrow is Sunday run, those make everything so good. Hopefully the Bree Wee look alike is not out running with my cash and all the stuff she bought as me, I might have to show her a little something I learned in Kainoa's karate class...
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Happy Sunday tomorrow!
Bree

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Training With (and around) Kainoa...

Ride number 2 of the day folks, it was good stuff! Kainoa has been more than my trusty side kick this week, he has been my cheerleader, biggest fan, and training partner. It has been a balance act like no other this week finding time to get in my swimbikerun sessions & manage Kainoa's Summer. If my next race didn't depend on "training" and attacking my plan the way anybody else attacks their job I would not mind at all taking time off to Summer-it-up 24/7 with Kainoa, but this momma just cant afford to do that. SO I am balancing like I've never balanced before...
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The biggest thing I have found, (and it should serve as a lesson to anyone and everyone in all ways), is that those that offer to help actually want to help. I've totally found that when someone reaches out to give an hour so you can make swim practice, or sit with them while you run, or even help pick up a mess for you, they probably really don't mind. A major struggle of mine has always been the need to feel like I can do it all, all by myself. BUT some friends and my sister have stepped up to the plate and its been really refreshing...
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I ran a good run, then rode an easy ride, Kainoa played. He just told me, "go fast mom", then we can play. I went as fast as I could (on the run), then ignored the "fast mom" part on my recovery spin. Shhhhh, don't tell him I was cruising... He swam, swam, swam, more swim, more beach, did I mention it's Summer?? Then we had to refuel and repay the sitters...


We mixed up a few servings of that granola we have been making for the sister and those that have helped us out this week. And you will never believe what happened next... Kainoa FELL ASLEEP! Looks like a week out of school is more exhausting than he imagined....


I wanted to nap too, it didn't happen. Maybe tomorrow!


Kainoa then asked to run 2 miles! I'm not even kidding, he asked to run 2 full miles! This week of training with mom and no school is really starting to turn him into a little athlete! We ran alright, directly to a hammock! hahahaha. How could a parent not love these moments?!


We relaxed at sunset with my sister, her family, and a friend. It was such a good, LONG, day. Now I'm sitting here watching Smurfs with Kainoa, he is doing my hair while I type this, and truly training with Kainoa, around his Summer, is making me appreciate sport in a whole new light. Before this Summer it always felt more like a "selfish" sport, I just go at it mostly alone. But this Summer it's been more of a family job. I bet as Kainoa gets older we really will get to do more runs and rides together and before long he will be swimming out farther in the ocean with me. I'm also learning that even at his age he can be a bigger part of what I do, not to mention his little pep talks, like "go faster mom", it encourages me more than he knows just yet. There are a couple of us up for "fastest tri-mom" and whenever that honor has my name near it he for sure gets the credit...


Ahh, that's the sister doing her part to show me how to balance (no hands), while we played at sunset. She looks like one of those Jackie Chan girls that do those moves in air and kung fu everyone upside down. I'm not even going to try all the things she was doing, ever. But I will keep letting her free hands help out so I can make swim practice...


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Happy training, and parents, invite your little ones along for a session or two this Summer, guaranteed it will respark your passion for sport in a new light...


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Bree & Kainoa

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

I Like...

There are A LOT of things that keep a TRI-MOMMA going. I'll narrow the list to 5, for time sake, or I'd be here all day and night long.
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#1. Summer moments with Kainoa. Today we went to a "mom and son" play group, it was probably not like other "play groups" where the kids play on the play ground and the moms sit on benches talking about men, clothes, and diets. Not that I don't love my girl chats too, but this mom group was AWESOME! It was at the beach, the moms and kids went out for a surf, (not all tandem), and for the most part it was like playing with our kids. It hit me that one day Kainoa will not be spending all his Summer time with me, when he grows up he will most likely be out with friends.
#2. Coconut Banana Bread. Our health food store just started carrying the coconut flour, (I know, you all on the mainland had it months ago), baking here has been a big deal lately. It's a new recipe we whipped up with coconut shreds, coconut butter, coconut flour, 10 bananas, mac nuts, and agave, SIMPLE. Talk about a coconut paradise in your mouth!

#3 Vega Sport. I am a major tea drinker, when I discovered this "presport" workout stuff was mostly just a meshing of teas I had to have it. Then I realized it actually does have a kick to mental "go, go, go" and well, its good for girls who don't do coffee or like many sports drinks. I have tried it on a bike ride and longer run despite the fact it says "pre". And between you and me, keep it as a "pre" workout thing, it is not thirst quenching during a hot ride or run, but I absolutely love it this Summer!

#4 Lychee. Okay, it's not a new discovery, been hooked on these since I was 16, but they make me get-up-and-go. Everyone needs a little motivation sometimes and these are mine. I eat an entire mini plant full or bag full at a time, oops. Today for example, I had to get my fix so I swung into the market on the side of the road, got a bag, ate them all, and then had the attitude to get my groove on for the day. Funny how that works, this is my fix like that...

#5 Home made Granola. Did you ever read the back of the box or bag of your favorite granola? If so you may (or may not) have found that the ingredient list is LONG with a bunch of oils or sugars and maybe some preservatives and a few added things to help you get your money's worth. There are like 4 kinds of granola we shop for, (without the STUFF), after noticing that we can make our own for less than half the cost we are doing just that. Seriously, its so easy! Then just put it in a zip lock or cereal tupperware for freshness! Also, you can soak the oats & nuts to get them soft and edible if you prefer "raw food", no baking needed that way. Try it this Summer, dare ya to make your own :)

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Run Recovery....

Tonight the island was given an unreal sunset, again. A friend took a picture of it and said, "If we don't appreciate our surroundings then maybe we don't deserve to live here". He was born and raised in this paradise and has never let a day pass without appreciating all of those sunsets. I agreed with all my heart. In that same moment another friend mentioned how she is ignoring me because I keep posting the same photos on FB and BLOG. My apologies to those that check in on both. Most my ramblings are for my family, friends, supporters as I go about my tri-life here and there, they don't all have FB. So, to both the photos will go. And to think there is tweet and twitter and twinkle and track and twitch, now how can anyone have that many things without things being repeated?! No, I have none of those, 2 social thingys are plenty for this girl...
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Back to this post. Today I ran, hard. It left me dizzy, hungry, and happy. I love runs like that, wish they happened more than they do, guaranteed I'd appreciate them repeating over and over in my life the same way every sunset still sets me off good. With every run that takes your breath away, robs your leg strength, and challenges the mind a little recovery is a must. I landed at the tide pools with my little sis and our sons, call it appreciating where I live.








A little over 2 weeks till Philippines 70.3. I'm very excited as the Philippines are so special to me and I made a lot of friends on my last trip that I look forward to racing with again. Today the last minute details were strung together. Training is moving along pretty good and Kainoa is being a trooper! In fact, today he asked to run with me tomorrow. Talk about music to my ears, "Mom lets both run together tomorrow, I want to run with you". That can be arranged :)


Another run and recovery are waiting for me first thing in the morning, Good night!


Bree

Monday, July 25, 2011

Kindergarten Bound...

Kainoa's preschool graduation was a smashing success! Hawaiian music filled our ears, lei's covered the children, and smiles beamed across the faces of the proud parents and families. It really was a beautiful evening. Recess starts now, 2 weeks till the big KINDERGARTEN....





Kainoa is still the same little boy despite everything he has learned about numbers and ABC's, he still holds that spark for life, appreciation for the little things, and of course a way to find trouble, er humor in everything. It's been a good thing for me to watch him grow up. He's taught me to relax and let life unfold as it will without me getting in my own way. One of the biggest lessons is to just "let it go". With him home from school, training will be challenged for time. Ive definitely relaxed and am learning this will have to be a quality over quantity thing. I'm sure I can bribe my sister for a few hours for some help too. Again though, Kainoa has reminded me more times than not that life always finds a way of working itself out...

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I am sure with Kainoa's new bicycle skills we can make training happen as team work too, recovery days with the 5 year old, perfect. This week we have totally mapped a few "memories in the making". It includes some beach, the Smurf movie, a visit to the Art Center to paint and create clay things, he wants to ride a horse, I want to take a nap, somewhere between sunshine and a nap we will eventually land in Kindergarten at Kahakai Elementary...excited!



This is Kainoa's "secret crush". She was the sweet girl he was caught trying to kiss in class. Oh the memories of preschool. Like the time he puked all over me in the parking lot, the first week of preschool when he peed during nap, all week, in his pants. The time he was sent home in girls purple pants, the parties, the baking for his little class, those incredible teachers! All the Hawaiian they learned and Kainoa challenging me to learn it too so I could understand him, getting him to class dripping wet after swim practice, the field trips, and thankfully there will be SO MANY more memories to come in Kindergarten!

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Okay.... it's bed time, not because school is tomorrow, but MOM IS TIRED!

Bree

Sunday, July 24, 2011

A Road Less Traveled...Halape.

It's fair to call me an adventurer, a wondering wanderer, someone who craves mini-expeditions & explorations. But a hiker, no. When I think of "hiker" khaki colored clothes, boots of some sort, and walking sticks come to mind. I like my hands free so I can touch my surrounding with ease, khaki colored clothes bore me, and I've done the boot thing working on a farm with horses. I like run shoes. Okay, the run shoes are not the most practical as I was slipping down the side of the pali in the loose rocks while my friends in "hike shoes" were not, but comfort has to count for something, right? I'm not a hiker, but I went on a LONG hike to Halape yesterday...

Halape is an untouched, out of the way little paradise snuggled near the volcano. Some hikers call it the "hike of hell to Halape", others call it a "death march"-yeah a few have died on the hike due to dehydration in the middle of this out of the way spot with no water in site, mainly lava rock heated little spot on Earth. And some travel from all over the world to take on this challenge knowing the final destination is more than worth it with views so gorgeous you might see nothing like it anywhere else.

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None of us have made this trip so we read all the reports, talked to the rangers at the Volcano, and asked others who have tackled it just to get an idea of what to bring. There are roughly 5 paths to get there, 4 of them go around the pali (cliff) and are a few miles longer, but less crazy. Then there is one, the one we chose, that goes DOWN then back UP. Round trip it's 16 miles. That route has reports of 5hours one day for the "average hiker" and suggests camping over night as its "too rough" to do in a single day. In 2.2 miles on the way back it climbs 4,000ft. Well, we decided we would tackle it in a day, no camping, and still spend an hour or so at the beach...

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All I could think of was WATER. If regular hikers take 4.5 hours down that would make 9 hours round trip, well they said its a little slower going up, plus the hour we want at the beach. Honestly I was just concerned about water, I drink a lot just standing still in the shade. Well, I carried 4 bottles and my friend carried another 3 of mine. The non-hiker in me didn't even pack band aids, just water and some food, and wishing for more water... The trip down to Halape took us 2:45 minutes, that included my photo missions, water stops, and of course the many times my two left feet had me falling. Back up the pali took 2:30 minutes. I'm much better going up and nobody had to wait on me. We seriously tackled those 16 miles like it was a mission! I think the ranger said that's the fastest reported time, sweet for a bunch of "non-hikers".










Kawika made sure we all rehydrated once we reached Halape, FRESHEST coconuts on the planet. Talk about coconut water straight up and ono coconut meat! That more than enough fueled us for the return trip, not that I was ready yet...



I loved this day so much. I'm not sure how real hikers do it, but the way we hiked was near perfect. Maybe a boy scout would get upset with our lack of supplies, perhaps my mom would ground me for my less than ideal clothing, and I am sure all those "Safety Sally" types would write me notes on what to pack next time, making my bag even heavier! Simple was the path we chose. Not simple in terms of the hike, but in what our mission was, to just go after something, a mission, reach it, and enjoy living fully...






I was not ready to return when our beach time came to an end. Loving the old fashioned, untouched Hawaiian paradise tucked away from the rest of the world had me so care free. The hike was very challenging, I'll be honest. It is not something I want to do tomorrow, the next day, or even next week. It was rough on the body and a few times challenged the mind. The climb back up hurt in a very good way, one that I let influence my training into the Philippines 70.3. It tackled my nutrition plan, it burned every muscle in me, yet it made me feel more alive than words can describe.

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Today I woke up hung over on happy. My body also woke up a little roughed up. Places were sore that don't get sore swimbikerunning. My butt hurts, it was like stair master x 2,000 climbing up Halape. This mornings mission was a 60 mile ride. Let's just say mile one felt the way you sometimes feel at mile 50, like you are "feeling the miles". I embraced that feeling, it would be a good training mission to tackle that feeling for 60 miles, mentally. It had me motivated for the Philippines, I am loving this training block!.







If you ever think to hike Halape, my biggest suggestion is to bring a crew you absolutely love! I'm talking the less whiny, the more optimistic, the ones that appreciate good views and simplicity, those who can handle blisters, heat, and everything else. We fell down, tripped up, got caught in loose rocks, ran through woods and dark tree mini-forests, endured everything and anything expected and unexpected. I loved my friends more on this day than any day before, unreal people!

With 2.2 miles to go it was almost bitter sweet, the finish back to our cars looked so very close, yet over that pali stood tall another one. Once to the top, climbing 4,000 ft that quickly, my head began to spin, my eyes wanted nothing more to do than close, and at one point the throw up tried to come up from the dizzy elevation & sulfur from the volcano. It felt like we raced up the hill, everything on all of us hurt, but overlooking the edge and seeing where we came from felt like a finish line to one of the greatest races ever raced, or hiked.

...and of all the things on the beach of Halape, there was an out house! No cell reception, no homes, no grills, no park rangers or park, but a toilet was down there nestled between coconut trees. It didn't flush or anything, ever thing just goes into the ground.



Would I do this hike again, you bet. Recommend it, of course! Pack different, nope. It was a beautiful day in my life and of those that came along for the journey...

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Bree