Friday, September 30, 2011

Kook...

If you ever been surfing you know about the kooks. The odd fish out, sort of like a rookie, clueless and just not getting it. Don't worry, we are all kooks at some point, some just way more than others. BUT today, I saw KOOKS above and beyond anything I've ever seen in my life. You better believe every local in the traffic had the word, "koooooooooooks" rolling out their mouths when this bunch came rolling down the street. (I tried to crop off the heads so I don't embarrass anyone too much, my apologize).
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Look super close at the picture, kooks right? I'm the car on the right side, you can see bottom right the "S" on my blue shirt in the rear view mirror. On the left of the photo is the oncoming traffic. And you guessed it, a nice line of kooks were riding bikes down the middle of the street, on the yellow line that divides North bound and South bound traffic. Man did I feel bad for them, clueless. I understand mixing up right side and left side because you came from another country that rides on the opposite side of the road, but the MIDDLE of traffic, no.
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Anyways, we have had 3 bike accidents now that the Ironman athletes have rolled in. In fact, Tuesday my sister picked one of them up and gave him a ride home. He was so busted up and the bike was a mess. He didn't want the car that hit him or police to come, so she gave him a ride home. Of course I feel bad for the accidents, really I do. So to make sure anyone reading that isn't sure, on the island we bike on the right side of the road. We ride in the shoulder if possible, and for sure on the side of the road, not the middle. Okay, now that we cleared that up, please be safe out there...
In my bike news, 5 rides done, 2 to go. It's been very fun riding (as you have read recently). Today I scored another wheel, just not for long. He dropped me good and never looked back, suppose a girl can't always get a free ride. When he rolled up to me I was jamming pretty good to a favorite tune on the IPOD, oh yeah. Out loud singing. He did wave and smile, maybe hiding laughter or wishing he had ear plugs. I grabbed the wheel for as long as I could and had a blast for as long as it lasted. Tomorrow is my 112-er. Nobody wants to roll that long, wonder why? Maybe because NEXT week they will be racing that, hmm, so I'm pretty much solo and ready for it. NO WORRIES.
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It's bed time, again. Hope you are having a great start to a good weekend! AND please ride safe... PS. Check out the bottom photo, its a great shot of not just the wheel I hugged, but check out how far over he is riding from the white traffic line. AWESOME, safe. Lots of kokua to the local traffic and pretty smart dude to keep his life a little safer out there...copy him. He was MUCH faster too...
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Bree

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Pro Spotting....


Can you guess who this is? Here are some hints, he is super tall, he's a daddy, and I caught him out running in the review mirror driving to swim practice last night. Yes, I snapped that photo from the reflection of my mirror, he busted me. It's Matty Reed. I also saw Potts biking up Kawaihae and one female pro standing in the lava field during a photo shoot. They think she has a chance to win it so they put her in the lava field. Seriously considered taking photos of the action for you, but it wasn't that exciting watching a girl standing in the lava field.

At swim I spotted plenty more pros, here are two of every one's favorites. Can you guess? I'll give you a hint, the man on the left is an Aussie, the woman on the right crosses finish lines with a cowboy hat on, and they both ride Scott bikes really fast. Its Luke and Linsey if you had no idea. Yes, the excitement is still pouring on thick around here. The BEST for me was a 100 mile ride with a few talented men that I hope have their perfect race...

It began with a pace that wasn't too bad but it wasn't easy and it wasn't my solo riding pace. It also gave me no hope of ever having them stop so I could take a quick pit stop. THEN, one of them got a flat! I ran to the bushes, gave a sigh of relief, and felt amazing no longer having to ride holding it! Back on the bike it was all business. I sat in the back sucking wheel as if my life depended on it.


Can I just tell you it was the most fun 100 miler of my life, really. It was a blast that these guys let me tag along, I mean they are incredible. One of them won IM Korea, the other was 2nd in Cancun last weekend, and the rest all have results that make me hurt on the bike just wheel sucking! It's not everyday men that are so much better than you let you join along, it truly made me love triathlon even more. Good people all over in this sport.

My entire week as been sitting in the back, on a wheel, holding on, or throwing up. Yesterday they caused me to barf chocolate milk all over my bike and top. Maybe not smart to drink that stuff on a hot ride with fast men?? Not smart...

Yesterday hurt so bad I figured it kicked me to the next day, so I made breakfast for dinner. I have 3 more training days left in the week, 3 more days on the bike, and some swims and runs tossed in there. I feel unbelievably smashed but I want this so much. It will be my biggest training week and most bike miles, Im almost there...

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Then I got a note, like 5 minutes ago...

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"Sleep girl, you've earned it, and while you're at it dream of your perfect race in Florida"-Coach.

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I'm for sure ready for bed, ready to have good dreams & thoughts about a good race, and ready for another 3 days. Like I said, these pros in town are inspiring and motivating this week more than ever...maybe having to sit this IM Kona out as taught me a valuable lesson I wouldn't have seen if I were racing. Eyes wide open...

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Bree

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

My Cards To Play...

The day began on the bike at 6:10am. It was such a perfect start to the day as the streets were so empty and silent, as if the day had not yet began. The big orange buoys lined the path all the way out to the swim turn around. It was the first big look I've taken at the course and not felt that sadness for missing the race. A very good friend told me something wonderful Sunday, he said, "Bree you have to play the cards you are holding, the ones you aren't dealt you can't play". It really helped. I've had an unbelievable season of racing, lots of REV3 fun, a 70.3 win, some very good results and a few new PR's. It just doesn't end with Kona, it will end with IM FL. Those are my cards this season and it has been great playing them, holding onto my IM FL card is pretty exciting too...
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The bike ride was all sorts of exciting! A few of the fastest men in triathlon, on bikes, were motor pacing. Queen K was a lot like NASCAR today with the zipping around and all the race kits flashing sponsor logos from all over the world. It excited me so deeply. It reignite my already lit up desire to ride my bike! For those of you not here, I'll fill you in on the legs I saw moving bikes like they were toys, Bink, Lieto, Corbin, Cave, Hoff, to name a very few. And then, Crowie. He was motor pacing like a rocket and slipped past us with a few words, "Thank you Dear". I said his words 88x over to my riding partner till he started making fun of me, I was the kid in the candy store today. I am very much LOVING this Ironman despite the fact I am not racing. I'm just enjoying the energy here and using the motivation it's bringing me while I train to play my Florida card...
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After a few hours on the bike it was my favorite time, run time. The sun was blazing, Alii drive was buzzing with runners, cyclists, and sight see-ers. It made for a very good run. The spirit of racing and triathlon is so evident right now. I really, honestly don't think I've felt it this thick since 2003-2006, before I did my first Ironman. It's SUCH a different feeling to be here, around the race and not be racing. Everyone else's prerace nerves and jitters are set free and its actually fun to be part of it without having to contain your own jitters. Anyways, the run was a record setter for me on the loop I ran even with the sun in full force. Good. It then wore me out beyond any training run this season.
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The day was wrapped up with a swim. It's a very big training week I'm attempting to tackle this week, maybe the biggest of my life in sport and I have to thank the athletes in town for making it so darn fun to train right now! It's hard to believe it's only Tuesday, yikes. Okay, bedtime for this wahine. Happy training...
I love home.
Bree

Monday, September 26, 2011

Out & About in Kona...







This is one of my ultimate, most favorite posts to write each October. It's a mini collection of my favorite spots out and about in Kona for those visiting the island for Ironman. In no particular order...


Eats:


Freshest poke: Da Poke Shack




More fish, boating marina style: Bite Me


Fish with a zip and twist: Ceviche Dave's


Unbelievably good Thai: Krua


Freshest garden style Asian goodness: Lemongrass







Fresh fruits n' Veggies: Farmers markets are sprinkled throughout the island. Some are just off the side of the road, some are just a tree that has a sign saying, "pick and pay" trusting you to leave a few bucks. It's always COOL to buy local, so hit up any of these markets. My favorites are Waimea on Saturday, Kona Market in town Wed-Sunday on Ali'i Drive, and Kawaihae Market open everyday of the week.


Body Health & Fitness:


Massage & ice baths, you can EASILY book online too: Coconut Girls
Acupuncture: Denice Murphy


Chiro/ART: Makai Chiro




Favorite chill out and chat spots:


Acai smoothies & bowls: Basik


Frozen Yogurt: Tropical Frozen (right in town and super friendly!!)


Sporting Goods & Activities:


Bike Shop/Tri shop: Bike Works
Run Shop & Local Run Club if you want run company: Big Island Running




SUP Rentals, lessons, and sales: HYPR Nalu Hawaii



I KNOW all you girls coming to the islands are going to buy a new bikini. PLEASE BUY LOCAL. Seriously consider buying a bikini hand made on the island by local girls, buy here what you don't buy back home. OKAY, I know, on the island we do it island style, "less is more", try it for your Hawaiian vacation, you might like it...


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  • Locally made clothing and bikini's from Kona girl Kelsey (the girl in the bottom photo wearing her own hand made suit): Kailani Surf Co.


  • Braylene from the swim team, $18 dollar bikini's that each piece can be worn as a bottom or a top in 3 different ways!! Buy online at: shipsinthenight etsy.com we tested these little suits (top photo) in the surf and ocean swim workouts, they really will stay on!


Get out of town:



Waimea to the North if you are in search of good ol' country style and cool weather. Horse back riding, ATV's, good run trails, cute restaurants and shops can all be discovered here. Kainaliu to the South is very small but so cute! Unique gift shops, some little eateries, coffee spots, and the great Aloha Theater are found here. Or you can drive all the way to Hilo, on the other side of the island... Rides:



Waimea loop or Kohala loop are both good ways to ride the Queen K on the way North then take a different trek back towards town. You can easily get over a 100 miles on both loops and expect some good climbs and nice winds.



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South Loop takes you South out of Kona, through Kainaliu town, then down Napapoo. Here you can check out Captain Cooks landing, the bay, Painted Church, coffee shops all over, plumeria gardens, fallen mangos, and climb out of there with sweating your brains out and busting your quads!



.Kaloko climb is just a hill. Roughly 6.5 miles up, just up. AND very fast on the way down.



Swims:


Kailua Pier, everyday there is a group going out. You can swim the 2,000 loop to King's Swim buoy or the full 2.4 miles to the Ironman Buoy.


Magic's-Bring a crew for this. It's a little frisky and has been our most shark populated swim this season. BUT the views are incredible, its a way more quiet swim as most don't swim this on. Head South to Kahalu'u. It's a good 2 mile round trip swim.


Captain Cook Swim: Round trip it's the Ironman distance BUT way deeper, darker, dolphin filled, and out of town.


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Hope this helps, enjoy the island and have a GREAT race to those racing! Those here to cheer, check out this link if you need some ideas for other things to do while your athlete is doing their swimbikerun thing.... Go Hawaii. AND if you need a ride anywhere, ALOHA Taxi can help!


Bree

Saturday, September 24, 2011

This was my Friday. A good chunk of the day was spent on the bike chasing my friend from Argentina. Not that it matters where he is from, but for some reason the Latino boy was riding as fast as the Latino girls shake their hips while dancing salsa. My ride was only supposed to have an hour and a half section "fast n' hard", but I did 4 of them "fast n' hard". Following a plan works well for the busy life I lead, I see it, do it, find a way to make it happen. However, its not often I get behind a very fast wheel on just any ol' training day. Much like when an opportunity knocks, take it. I took it.
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It took every color sports drink under the rainbow, all my guts, and all my leg strength to hold on. He was sort of all business and spit the other 2 riders out on one of the climbs, that was that. Being that today felt more like "race day" than a "training day", I was sure to use all the colorful stuff we drink and grab from aid stations. My teeth felt like they were rotting out with all the stuff I was filling up on, but you know what it worked really well and my body could use a little more practice with actual race day nutrition.
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Well beyond done at the finish of the ride, I now have a new appreciation for "race day nutrition at race day pace on a training day". Like I said, that doesn't happen too often on the bike for me, (and I need it), so I snagged that opportunity right up! From there I was THANKFUL it was Friday movie night with Kainoa.
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Feet up for "Dolphin Tale", sitting in the cold movie theater was the perfect recovery! If you are wondering about the movie, it's alright. Really good story, just LONG for a children's movie.
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Today was wake up and wait to run. In fact, I waited till it was gross hot out and forced that gear that is easier found when the sun hasn't popped up yet. Talk about 4 new tan lines, severe loss of sweat, and then the sun hid behind the clouds. Not even kidding. The very instant I finished the run it got more than cloudy out and sprinkles of rain began to fall from the sky. I got what I wanted, the VERY hot run. This week I've more than discovered we usually end up getting what we want, it often comes disguised though, or sooner or later than we are hoping for it, but it happens...
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Enjoy your weekend!!
Bree

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Coconut Wireless, Calling Out...

Depends on if you are a fan of not having everyone know your business or not, but the coconut wireless often rings loud and clear on all things, people, and what not that happens throughout the island. I got permission to pass this on and totally believe it's far more important to share than the miles I swam or ran today (even though I like talking about miles)...
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You all know of the great ocean swim that takes place across the channel from one island to another, the Maui Channel swim?? Horrible news, John Coughlin was making his first solo crossing, he finished it twice before on a team, and nearing the finish was ran over by a boat. He gave the okay to pass on the gross details that his right arm above the elbow is gone and his entire left arm is a mangled mess from the boat propeller. After 11 hours of surgery the left arm is somewhat attached. At the moment he can't use the left arm though, as its all, (including a couple fingers that were saved), broken. He needs 24/7 care as he gets his life back together. Doctors are expecting 12 months, possibly more, of surgery's, rehab, and everything in between. Of course blessed to be alive after all that...
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Here is where you can help. His sister is taking all support at this address:
Jennifer Dorsey
1210 Green Orchard Place
Encinitas, California 92024
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If you just read all this and feel even a tiny bit pulled in the direction to encourage John he would be so thankful! Any letters, stories, or words of encouragement on his LONG road to recovery will help! He is swamped with doctor bills too, so if you aren't good on supportive words but can offer any medical financial help he would probably love that too.
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Bree

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

I Love Aqua Jogging...


Aqua Jogging and me became friends in 2006, when I was pregnant, and today we are STILL very good friends. Without a baby in the belly and injury free, the lovely waist belt still makes it's way around my belly. Today it did and I LOVED IT. Whenever I feel "just not right" on a run day I swap for the belt, "just in case". The effects of last weeks training topped off with an attempt to sucker punch my way through a fast half marathon landed my legs TOAST today. After a recovery spin they weren't any better, so today's run was in the pool. And I liked it.
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Why do I like it? I mean with all the beaches, trails, and other cool spots to run, why in a pool?? For starters, it's great for recovery. It moves around a ton of blood without any impact and pool running is in fact the most run-specific form of run cross training. It gives massive relief to any leg ailments, you get to work against resistance, and thanks to the resistance it's still neruomuscular training, (so you get a workout). I like it.


I'd love to report all the awesome people watching that took place during this hour of pool running too, that will wait for future comedy. It's unbelievable what you get for entertainment stuck in the same 25 yards back and forth. Had a handful of Ironman-ers to watch too. Okay, so you aren't convinced it's worth the suntan you might get with that thing around your waist. No problem, do it with the HR monitor on!! You can get super fancy and sprint laps, make intervals, and of course race a friend. One of the things this lovely blue run belt has helped me noticeably, is my form. I run sort of like a chicken with my arms out like wings, it gets ugly, I'm trying to clean it up. In the pool you notice it, the water resistance proves to you all the bad run posture, arm form, and hip position. Of course you have to actually focus on this sort of thing and care to do it right, or you can look like the ladies at the 7am class using fancy floaty belts just to hold themselves up. Yeah, you have to actually try to do it right for it to work best.

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There is a woman who held a 5k record for a while that had sever run injuries and was forced to do all her running 6wks prior to her race in the pool. The final 3wks she was strong enough to replace one aqua belted run a week with a run on the road. On race day she had only 3 road runs and all pool runs for training in her 6wks up to the race. You know what her time was? The same PR she had pre injury. I loved that story, it makes going back and forth in the pool seem like so much more than just a bad tan waiting to happen...
You know what else looks horrible but is so good? Blueberry kale smoothies. If you have a good blender, like the Vitamix or Blendtec you can seriously throw an entire garden in there and make a mess of your salad real fast! It's good for moms too. Tonight I made a blueberry smoothie with Kainoa watching, told him to go grab a towel, tossed some kale in, mixed it up, and BOOM! He never knew and drank all that green seen above!

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Alright, off to bed. Tuesday and I'm already feeling like Friday....

Good night!

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Bree

Sunday, September 18, 2011

...Another Run Done.

I liked that one! It was a quick 24 hrs on the beautiful island of Maui for some running. The entire trip was smooth sailing, that alone was enough to know it was all good timing and I was where I was meant to be. I had a free flight to use up, a long run to do, and never pass down an opportunity to be in that "pressure spot". I don't like pressure, not even going to pretend I'm one of those girls that thrive under pressure and rise to the boiling point of getting the most out of me. It makes me too messy inside and out. However, pressure is part of this sport, this life. To better embrace in I'm always on the lookout for opportunities of little to no pressure to put on the pressure and learn to better make peace with it, so when the BIG pressure day come I've got plenty of practice...
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I read a story about a pro gymnast that struggled with it too. She would nail landings over and over in training then fall off the beam most every meet. Sounded all too familiar. She wrote about how she decided to stop pretending she does well under pressure and came to the conclusion that having fun will never make her any worse in gymnastics. Enjoying her sport more would never make her fall more, from there she became one of the best. That is my newest adopted theory too. Having more fun, enjoying something I love even more, like swimbikerun, will not make me slower. It's just going to let me breathe under pressure. Anyways, I found a half marathon on Maui and used it as part of my Sunday long run.
The week up to the race was a load full of training. This meant PRACTICE running tired. The 13.1 was incredible from start to finish. Immediately I saw a runner in those little bum shorts, the kind the marathoner girls where, I claimed her as the way to get the best out of me. I hung as best as I could for as long as I could. Each time my legs tried to remind me of the load in them I would try to go even faster. It actually worked at mile 4, I ended up passing her and set the pace for almost 2 miles. Then we turned back and she went full blast to the finish. Oh believe me I knew the race was hers but I was determined to go as fast as I could for as long as I could and not settle for 2nd until the finish line.
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The pace 6;15-6 minutes actually never felt that bad. I could have handled maybe 2-3 more miles like that. The IM Florida training for sure has helped make me stronger mentally and physically. However, I could not run any faster. I tried so hard to turn the legs over more quickly but it never happened. I'm pretty sure in a flat out mile they might just be glued to that pace at the moment too, not cool. Um, no, that is not my Ironman marathon pace (I wish!), its just for some reason all I got with the long run training that is in my legs. I'm okay with it. It's where I am, but I was sad. I wanted a 1:18 and thought I could grab it despite the week load and lack of half marathon training. That is what putting no pressure does to me, I believe ridiculously and just have fun running, believing, like a kid not knowing her limitations...
The finish line did not disappoint. The top 3 of us, (an Oregon girl, me, then a California girl), all broke the female course record which was pretty cool. The course was for sure fun, but depending who you asked it was either super hard with too much wind, too hot with the humidity, or the hills sucked. Then you got someone loving the flatness (A Colorado man), and 3 girls, (pictured above), all from the islands saying the temperature was perfect. It was a really good day and a pay day! Yes, that race has prize money! I was stoked to get paid on a long run :)





Maui is always good times like that and I'm so thankful for another opportunity to race. Thankful for KSwiss sending me new run shoes just in time, too. Thankful for Coach letting me use training days on race courses! And for the girls that pushed me to run a 1:21 on that course even though this little girl thought she had faster in her despite it all...one day.

Boom! 21 minute flight back to my island and tomorrow starts another week, another day closer to Ironman Florida. I'm searching for more practice races to put the pressure on and not call it pressure before then! Have fun, enjoy what you do, and thanks for reading!!

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Bree

Friday, September 16, 2011

Ever Get Tired?


Do you ever get tired of sunsets, dolphins, and the beach? No. Not really. Can't say I have. When you love something SO MUCH it's pretty hard to get tired of them. Get tired "from" them?? Oh yes. Today I am so tired from swimbikerun. The big week caught up to me and while my sanity is in tack, I hurt. Good. On my run, my arms hurt. Just hanging there both arms were sore. The thought of tucking them into my sports bra crossed my mind, talk about an ugly looking run.

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I'm not tired of sport, just really tired from it. You know what has kept me going pretty strong this week? The Ironman-ers in town. Shhhhhhh, I'm sort of scared to write that as I know some locals read this and it's split 50-50 by the people in town, equally annoying as awesome. On the awesome end, for me this week, has been the fast ones that have been kind enough to let some of us locals tag along on their sessions. Phew, talk about talent on 2 legs and it sure is pretty cool seeing the work ethics surface.

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Yesterday was another day that really helped me focus on my IM FL goals. I was finishing a run mid day and Luke Mckenzie rolled past me on his bike, did a wave, rolled on. (I know it was at least decedent size ride because I saw him roll out before I left for my run and I was running a long time). I literally ran into my house, grabbed keys, got Kainoa from school, and we were off to Karate. AND Luke was STILL out there, this time running. I'm not stalking, I promise, it's just that town is that small and he was ALL over it ALL day. It was so motivating. And it reminded me this kind of work-hard-don't stop thing is what it takes. I'm pretty sure he was wanting to tuck his arms in a sports bra too, so it gave me the motivation to tuck my arms wherever I need to, just don't give up, give in, or stop...

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Today's highlight however, belongs to Mr. Lieto. This is not a joke, he was on his bike and passed another guy on 2 wheels like he was standing still. Not impressed? It was a moped he passed, one that was flying. My jaw dropped, it looked fake but it was real. I was driving fast enough to know this was a very good working moped and a very fast working pair of legs on Lieto...



Yes, training is going well. Yes, everything is sore just right. And thankfully at a time when motivation needs to be high I've got a town slowly filling with a bunch of people that ride in the middle of the road with socks pulled up to their necks, about to race 140.6 miles.
For those of you that are "tired" of dolphins and sunsets, check out the new KSWISS run skirts and dresses! I got a little help testing them out from the boys... they work. And for those of you "tired" of kale raw, bake it! At swim Karolina helped me spruce up my kale with an idea. Super easy, buy kale, smother it in coconut oil, sprinkle it with sesame seeds and sea salt, bake on 375 for 15 minutes and eat. It's the best green chips you will ever try, seriously.

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Good night from one tired girl...

Bree

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Like a Kid Climbing a Cococnut Tree...

That day off is still lingering within me. It was 3 days ago and I can STILL feel the effects of taking a mental & physical day away from swimbikerun. Crazy how simply stepping back can do that and even more crazy how I try to resist a full on rest day. Smart man, that coach!
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If I liked candy the expression, "Like a kid in a candy store" would be appropriate, but I'll go with, "feeling like a kid climbing a tree". Day 3 of a 2 week smashing and I'm pretty thrilled. Perhaps I should not speak too soon, as there is still a workout tonight and 4 more days to go. Who are we kidding though, I'm an optimist and I want to roll with the happy for the time feelin'...
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After a good sized Monday and Tuesday I woke up to a ride to Hawi. Good stuff. It's never happened, ever, to me, but today I had either no wind or tail wind. Cross wind-zip. Head wind- so little that I can't claim any. Seriously first time ever and surprising due to the WINDY season we have been having. It made for a quick trip and just when the ride began to get "long" a German boy from the Commerzbank Triathlon team road into me and pulled me home! Talk about setting a record. Thankful, thankful, thankful for all the Ironman-ers rolling into town, all smiles...
Oh, it wouldn't be normal day in my life if it was all island breezy, I seriously almost fell over after a gel that tasted EXACTLY like the inside of my run shoes. My parents raised me with a little more class than to repeat the brand, and I like their other flavors, most times, but today was an all time nightmare in my mouth. In an attempt to use only "triathlony stuff" and practice race-day nutrition I used gels. Downed the gel, road on, and then it all came flying up in an instant gag reflex. Trying not to get it on my bike, I turned to the left and let it fly into traffic and all down my arm, without stopping. Didn't even have time to stop it came back up so fast. Very good thing I tried it in training and not race day. One point for using my brain today...
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Okay, it's swim practice time. Hoping my "tree climbing" feeling will come along to the pool and tomorrows runbikeswim, and Friday, Saturday, Sunday for that matter...
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Keep on keepin' on,
Bree

PS..... I have to leave you with a song, I LOVE it. Add it to your long run IPOD mix, how can you resist some island style :) Here ya go....Check it here.

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Monday, September 12, 2011

A Lesson From My Favorite Teacher...

The ocean has been one of my greatest teachers, at all the stages of my life, and in so many different seasons of my life.
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The ocean was absolutely beautiful yesterday and this girl had a free ticket to enjoy it all I wanted. Those days do happen, but rarely. Every now and then my training plan has a full day off and in return it usually has some form of "keeping active enjoyably". These days are super important when you take something you love, like swimbikerun, and turn it into something you must do, no matter how much you want to do it. Refreshing, yes. Mentally reviving, yes again.
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Yesterday happened to be the last day of a beautiful South swell, all week I had been admiring it from ocean swims, on views from a run, and along the coast line by bike. I don't surf much anymore, at all. But I think surfing is SUPER important for a girl like me. The thing about surfing is that it's the one spot you do not have to involve any numbers. You are measuring nothing, comparing nothing, pacing not a single thing, and relying on zero feed back. You simply do the thing you are doing, surf.
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When you spend your days looking at counting laps, reading clocks, checking pace, watts, duration, miles, and calories. When you are following beeps, splits, send offs, and using all these numbers to tell you how on or off you are sometimes its easy to get lost in numbers. Honestly, I've learned to embrace all these things as I'm discovering they can make you SO MUCH BETTER. But like everything, sometimes its so sweet to return to doing what you are doing without over doing it.
Last night around sunset the family and I set off to enjoy the beach. JUST in case Kainoa got busy building sand castles with his cousin, I brought the board to find a wave or two. Sitting out there without having a set time, an amount of miles to cover, a pace to follow, I truly felt the numbers I'd been chasing all week just fade away. Honestly, they just dripped off my salty surfery self and faded into the ocean. Carefree I was. As a girl that has come to love the thrill of chasing time goals, meeting paces, watching numbers, this felt so incredible to not measure or compare myself to anything...
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After my ocean moments I came back to shore totally refreshed and ready to tackle a new block of swimbikerun. While out there I learned something worth sharing, "Patience gets rewarded, trust where you are waiting, it's okay if the boys take the set waves, the reef isn't always as close as it appears, and salt water makes life sweet." Surfing is such a good teacher! It's perfectly clear why this ocean day off was on my swimbikerun plan, the next 2 weeks are supposed to be very, very challenging. I'm ready. Revived. Refreshed. A surfer girl at heart eager to ride her Swift bike, run in some KSWISS, and swim in her Splish!

Oh, oh, oh, one more thing the ocean held...a WEE RELAY! I did the adult swim of the local 9/11 Peaman Biathlon and Kainoa ran the keiki mile as my team mate. It was so much fun to swim my heart out, (remember I didn't have a swim on my plan, it was a swimbikerun day off), it felt incredibly freeing to be doing an ocean swim for the sheer fun of it!

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Once out of the swim I high-fived my partner and he took off running! The hardest part of the day was catching up to him! He took off so fast with that fire in his feet that happens when you TRULY love to run! He finally stopped at the turn around, proud he made it that far!




After the turn he was all focus to the finish! I'm talking head down, digging deep, FOCUS! It was beautiful in that sport loving way that parents admire their little athletes.





Post race was spent with friends diving off the pier. Yesterday was a perfect day off from watching any numbers and keeping any pacing goals in mind. Of course having a bunch of children on the course made it very easy to remind us adults the simplicity of sport. Today is Monday though and I'm back on the clock. In fact I chased numbers in the pool all morning, road a bunch of miles, and this weekend I plan to chase a pace too! Balance, harmony, it's life at it's finest...

Have a beautiful week!!

Bree

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Counting Blessings...

Today had that unexplainable, hard to put into words, almost at a loss for words, type feeling. All day. It did make for a really strong run though, perhaps faster than some races ran. With this lingering feeling hanging overhead there was only one thing to do, get outside and count some blessings...
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My sister and I loaded our boys on the bikes and rode to the market where we over dosed on the fruits and veggies of all colors of the rainbow. We were so thankful to have each other, our health to ride bikes, live in a safe spot in the world where we can be outside anytime we want, and have such easy access to good food and beautiful places all around us. The list went on and on of how we got to spend Saturday in such a state of appreciation and well, simple.
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We had been talking about the 9/11 events and know all too well of those hurting around the world as they remember loved ones lost and moments taken too soon. I don't even know what to say, feel, or think. I'm just thankful that despite knowing anyone personally involved I can feel some pain for them, that my heart works strong enough to love despite not even knowing personally any of them, I just love the people that reached out to help, to save, to risk their lives, and those that can stand tall and brave even after loved ones have been taken from them. I can't even imagine.
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I was in college when 9/11 happened and remember our school being asked to send our Bibles to NY. I'm not kidding, my sister and I were at Palm Beach Atlantic University (a small Christian school), and dozens of families involved in 9/11 all wanted Bibles and asked some of the campuses to send theirs. You know what? I'll never forget this moment, I went to the store to buy a new one because I loved my Bible too much to give it away. I stood in line to pay and seriously got this jolting shock through my entire body like I was being really selfish. Of course I didn't know why, I was buying something new for someone rather than giving my own ripped up, torn cover, marked all over, grubby thing. Then it hit me, they wanted "ours". They asked for ones with hope and love already touched on them. You better believe I about cried! If you have ever seen my Bible, my friends know, it's a cluster of my life with photos, letters, special dates, super personal. But it landed in the box to NY for a special family that wanted it. Of all the things to ask for after losing their family members I couldn't hang on to it if I tried.
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Some of the survivors and those who lost family members had written letters about how much they hated God and lost faith or are glad they never had any. Others had nothing left so clung only to their faith. And some wrote that they saw God as they stood in the building as it crumbled around them but not on them. After some letters I didn't know if my Bible would be going to a family that wanted to burn it or one that needed to hold tight to it, it's safe in NY at this moment...
Over fruits and vegetables so much went on in my head. If it wasn't 9/11 it was REV3 Cedar Point tomorrow. I was on that start list and today I am home in Hawaii, not racking my bike for 140.6 miles of swimbikerun. Oh man I wanted to cry. It felt horrible to not be there for the REV3/TRAKKERS family who has supported me so much since getting full blasted into triathlon. And I wanted to race, I love to race, it runs deep within me. But how can I be sad about missing a race when tomorrow is 10 years after 9/11 and people will be missing way more than a race...? I just can't be. I counted MORE blessings...

Pineapples affordable, 10 papayas for 2 bucks, the prices were good today. Then Vegas 70.3, the world champs popped into my head. I've actually been fortunate enough to qualify for that each of my years in sport, but this year was different, this year I had to pass up the slot (not because I didn't want to race), but in some part it's not as affordable as the papayas and pineapples. Again, I had to get over the racing, move beyond not racing, and focus on something more, WHERE I AM NOW, WHO I AM WITH NOW, AND WHAT I AM DOING NOW.

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On this weekend I am with Kainoa, riding bikes, playing at the beach, training for another start line, and spending time with my sister. I'm with them, I'm here, and if 9/11 wasn't a big enough reminder to appreciate each moment even if we don't understand them, then I'll just count my blessings till I figure it out...

The sister and nephew, counted them!

To all those touched, taken, and given to the 9/11 events, my heart goes out to you. Despite not having the words to say or even know how to really help, here are some lei's from Kainoa and me, we appreciate you and have counted you as a blessing. To each of the triathletes racing, I hope you have a strong day out there, good luck and have fun!!

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Bree