Thursday, January 31, 2013

102 Bike Miles...

I want this.  Usually, I'm not a girl with wants...but I want this.  5 days in a row surf has hit the shores and 5 days in a row a struggle to be comfy in the water happened. One day freezing I wore Mike's oversized rashy.  That was like being stuffed in a pillowcase.  The wetty vest was good, but it was a boys and I am a big fan of girly clothing in the line up.  Yesterday hosted beautiful sunset waves, accidently I wore a bikini that was brilliant cliff jumping only to fall off in the surf.  It's so cold.  But not full suit cold.  It's not even bikini weather here.  THIS would be wonderful, it's Roxy's new Hawaii girly wetty, perfect for the fresh air but 76* water...

That has nothing to do with triathlon, I know.  However it has so much to do with a giant reason for my happiness.  While airing up my tires it hit me that I have not ran in almost 8 weeks, yet I am so happy.  Clearly, running does not define my smile.  Perhaps a small part of me used it has an escape, a run to "run" from stuff in life.  After a good run I always felt like a million bucks, unstoppable in fact, when life tried to kick my @$$ I just ran and ran.  Maybe I even blamed running for many (lots) of my smiles.  But here I am without it and I am still happy.

One of my favorite quotes is, "If you aren't enough without it you will never be enough with it".  That goes for anything. Running is so much a part of my life.  I breathe it and crave it and want it and pray about it.  I thought by now some small depression would set it looking at my run shoes all over the front door steps.  But I just surf.  The ocean takes over, the waves crash me, the sunsets fill me, and the company is perfect.  I get so lost out in the ocean, just swept up in a tide of unknown that I am okay with...healing.

My day began before sunrise, on the bike.  I just wanted to ride for 5 hours, wherever that took me would be fine.  My most since this foot thing has been 3hrs.  Today was almost 6, because the wind and me got caught up in a million reasons I should be on the bike.  102 miles later it felt like home in my heart.  If you've ever endured one of those long rides where you just want to keep going, today would explain what it felt like here for me.  The whales took up most the ocean, dreams took up most my attention, and love notes of support gave me courage.  I can't even believe an Ironman is so close in my future.

As always the best part was Hawi.  There will forever be something special about this little town.  Maybe because it's the turn around for Ironman Hawaii?  Maybe because it's such an out of the way destination that sits so still but takes so much work to arrive at?  In any case, I want to spend more time up there, by bike would be fine too.  The rest of the day I did absolutely nothing.  Every intention to aqua jog and do sit-ups paraded my plans, but I forgot how much energy 102 miles takes when 7 weeks has been mostly spent on the couch.  For today, I let patience be my guide and called it a day...

Tomorrow will be another day closer to that first run in a very, very long time.  Till then, life is still good even without pounding the pavement.

xo, Bree

Monday, January 28, 2013

I Tried...


This has been an unbelievable past couple days of self discovery.  A little chat over tacos tonight some friends helped me come to realize that...  "With patience we can easily celebrate even the tiniest milestones, but without patience we lose hope and land discouraged".  What was that all about?  Some "tries" I "tried" over the past couple days.  I celebrated little milestones as if  they were Olympic wins!  I cherished them.  Discouraged?  Not even close.  Less than 6 weeks till the Hapalua Half  Marathon against the Kenyans and less than 8 weeks till Ironman Melbourne.  Run miles in the last 7 weeks = zero.  My eyes are firmly fixed on the goal of getting to the start line of those races, race them as best as I can with what I have in the bank, and of course "more than finish", you know, enjoy the race too!


At swim this morning a gorgeous sunrise swept over Hualalai and instantly the day was flooded with courage.

I tried:  To swim as fast as I could
I tried:  To get out of the seat and stand on my ride today.
I tried:  To walk normal.

My "try" in the swim was to break a 1:10.  The first time I was able to kick swimming (2 weeks ago) landed me 1:23's on my 100's (100's are what I'm using as my benchmarks as I get back into my groove).  Last week I landed a couple 1:14's.  Today a 1:09!  I was ecstatic to finally break a 1:10!  Pretty sure I did a few fist pumps.  Then I tried again only to be humbled and not break a 1:10.  I'm 5-9 seconds away from my "fast 100" splits at practice right now. It's getting better every swim as I'm getting a little bit of a kick back, till then one legged push offs the wall are keeping me entertained!

On the bike I tried to stand up.  Putting full weight on the left leg on the bike was not even possible last week.  Today I attempted it while riding through each intersection and stop sign (when it was my go of course).  The plan was brilliant, if I fall over someone would see and pick me up.  If I attempt to try anywhere other than a busy place people might think I'm just falling over to take a nap.  Anyways, it was so cool, I can finally bike with both legs.

And... I tried to walk normal.  Chiro/ART specialist Oden took me on my first "real walk" and taught me how to use and bend my toes, even put weight on the foot again!  It was awesome even if it only lasted for 25 yards at a time. 

To sum it up...try, then have patience with the progress. 

Of course no good attempt of return to normal life on an island would be complete without "getting back on the board".  7 weeks later I also took my first surf!  Saturday 16 waves and they were all keepers!  Sunday I kooked out trying Mikes board.  Today back on my board in waves bigger than me and it felt as if this wipe out I took has no longer got the best of me...
Love, love, love...
Bree

Thursday, January 24, 2013

Thursday.


About 43x a day I say to myself, "I'm still a runner, I'm still a runner".  I just haven't ran in a long time.  And about 99x a day it is told, "You will be so much stronger when you come back".  Well...I've officially decided to agree with that today.  If sport is like 90% mental then rock star-ness is about to happen in my life because not running when you really like to run and see everyone including your sister running everyday, takes heaps of courage to be positive, optimistic, and down right believing without a doubt that it's all okay.  My focus is fixed on the horizon in this moment.  I'd like a big hug to be honest, fighting tears gets hard on your own day after day, oh to hear the words whispered in my ear, "just you wait Bree..." would be good timing, today.

So I aqua jog.  And I google.  This is what I googled up, 3 quick things to make me feel better about my new "heavy weight belt"...

1. Super great cardio, and done right improves aerobic threshold
2.  Resistance training without impact
3.  Challenges you to keep a well-balanced running form (mentally challenging)




The garden has once again landed as my little piece of heaven on Earth, I'm pretty sure this is therapy like nothing else.  The baby spinach popped up and I literally felt like a million bucks, things DO GROW was my reminder.  Not to mention, a growing garden leads to more adventures in the kitchen.  A favorite:

Kale, frozen banana, cup of frozen berries, almond milk, some Hawaiian green powder from the sea, and chocolate protein powder = new favorite!

It's Thursday, it is also a much "bigger" training week than last week...if you call 5 hours more a lot!  I've got to stick with this "moderation" on the foot thing till the x-ray on Feb 3rd, so my usual "run and jump" into everything I love has me tip-toeing...


That's it from me tonight, tomorrow I've got 3hrs on the bike!  That will be the longest ride in over 6wks!   I'm seriously so excited!!  Of course the doctor said if I feel anything to hitchhike home. I already know I won't feel a thing (wink, wink).

Good night!!
Bree 

Tuesday, January 22, 2013

I choose Happiness...


First, let me begin with last weeks wonderful news...I trained 10 hours!  More on that soon.

Sometimes without knowing it, a morning can set up an entire outlook on the day.  Like this morning.  After swim a friend told me, "Bree, I was sharing something with my son-n'-law and I'm going to ask the same to you."  He asked me what door would I enter for my life if my 3 choices were, "Heath, Wealth, or Happiness".   Seriously, it took less than a second to choose "Happiness".  I've had zero dollars in the bank, a few health matters, but at the end of the day if you are happy you can get through pretty much anything.  He hugged me goodbye the way a daddy would and set me on my way, "Bree, you are beautiful and your life is too."...

Off to the X-ray and doctor!  I was dressed (of course) in my sports bra, run shorts, and run shoes, BECAUSE today is the day I would run again (positive thinking).  Details I'd rather not go through again, instead tears rolled down my face.  "Not yet Bree".  I love my doctor, he picked me up, dusted me off, and reminded me to keep my faith, then sent me away till February 3rd.  Me and my bike hung out for a couple hours and I realized, I AM HAPPY.  "Baby, baby, it's a wild world, hard to get by on just a smile".  That song cheered me on for 36 miles and you know what, this year already begun way better than 2012 did, it's all going to be okay...

Back to the training last week, remember, I am going from broken foot to an Ironman in 2 months!  

Bike:  3.5 hour
Swim: 4.5 hours
Aqua jog: 1 hour (I get to pick it up this week!!)
Strength in the gym: 1 hour.

Don't get discouraged, I'm not.  This is way more than sitting on the couch was!  Laugh all you want, I do, it makes the entire situation better.  Oh, I did find non-training activities too.  Batting cages!  Seriously, the best crusher of any mood you want to blast away!  After feeling fiesty, Masuda put me in the 75mph baseball cage.. I hit one!  I touched a couple, but one I really hit!  Those suckers are fast and it made me realize that maybe patience is okay after all...that's not entirely true though, I like things faster in my life and those softball cages kind of bothered me...
AND... we got to paddle.  Masuda surfed, standing up was not happening for me, but paddling "near" waves meant the world! Goats surf too, we discovered!
I am a happy girl, all the great people keeping the smile on my face and laughter rolling as I attempt Ironman training with a broken foot, this will be a journey to remember!  

Night from the garden!
Bree

Friday, January 18, 2013

Race Face...

Setting the season into motion!  You know what this broken foot has taught me, other than patience?  To be totally content in the moment, in whatever the condition.  I'm pretty sure that lesson will come in handy this season.  Ah, here's hoping it will never take another broken foot (or anything for that matter) to teach me the art of patience and being content in the face of adversity...

On with the season!  The gym is going great, lifting weights I've concluded is giving my "endurance" body the strength it may have needed.  Aqua jogging is still the run of choice for now.  And some spins (3 this week) are slowly helping me feel more and more like a woman training for a triathlon. That said, I have signed up for the first few races of the 2013 season!!

Hapalua Half Marathon, Ironman Melbourne, Utah 70.3, Hawaii 70.3, and Philippines 70.3  I am sure a few little local races will jump on the map between those races.  And possibly REV3 Portland, too.  But for now, those have my name on the start list!  More good news... Zoot is going to hook a girl up with all the training and racing gear and accessories she could possibly need:

My new 2013 Kit.
 ...and for you, the opportunity to have a new Swift Carbon bike frame.  Its super easy, just click this link (Swift Carbon Vote) and choose the bike frame you'd like to see given away.  Your name automatically goes into the drawing.  Good Luck!!  Hope one of my readers lands a new bike for 2013!! 
And... I'm on Maui!  You all know how much I love to land here, mostly for my runs with Mike!  Today I'll be aqua jogging here, it totally counts if you ask me!  Have a good weekend!!

Bree

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Fresh Pineapple...

Why float when you can swim?  Yesterday was my first official pool swim since I broke my foot and it was every bit as awesome as I remember!  That is if you really enjoy waking up early to freeze in the pool surrounded by people that have become family over the years, I do.  It was so exciting to have send offs again, to race with lane mates, to have a coach calling the shots.  My kick was missing in action and I landed all of my splits way slower than they were 5 weeks ago.  But I'm far from discouraged, in fact I'm beyond encouraged!  The thing about a sitting on the sidelines is being able to look at things from an entirely new perspective...

If you ever feel unmotivated, loose your desire to train, lack zest for something you once loved, or just fall short of wanting to be where you are, take a big break.  5 weeks will change everything for you.  You will want it more than ever, you will crave it, you will be refreshed.  I'm an ocean girl, I learned to swim in the ocean, but yesterday morning there was no place I'd rather be than in the pool (going rather slow for me).  Pushing off the wall with one leg was more fun that not pushing off a wall.  Learning to kick all over again and fighting a clumsy foot was a welcomed challenge.  And...I am sure, 100% sure my kick will come back...

Monday was Day#1 on the bike.  14 miles baby!!  Masuda took me out for the spin, not that I need help on a bike, but I need saving from myself.  The foot felt pretty good, except my strength to click in and out of my pedals was missing, causing a few mishaps.  Well, I felt good, really good, as if my endurance never left my body, only speed and strength.  I wanted to keep going, out to Kiholo. Masuda made me follow doctors orders and turn back, starting off small and building back strength.  Isn't that how life usually goes, we just chase quickly after the things we want?  It is for me, until the patience of my dearest Japanese friend takes over...
Then Yesterday...
I, Bree Wee, went out solo.  And I rode to Kiholo because nobody was there to tell me that 36 miles was too much for day #2 on a recovering broken foot.  I wanted to ride 100 miles.  Monday is x-ray #4 and hopefully the one that says my foot is good-to-go, then I will go 100 miles and more!  Have you ever seen the Kentucky Derby? Or any horse race?  That is exactly how I am feeling.  Like one of those horses in the stall just waiting for the gate to open so it can be set free, to just go.  Passion certainly sets us up for a thrilling ride, while this broken foot has been far from easy some days, as I near the end of it the big picture is revealing a lot of "maybe" what I needed without knowing I needed it...like patience. 
In other news, I did in deed sign up for my first race of the season.  Hapalua Half Marathon.  It's just 56 days away and while I've yet to run this year, I am still running it.  Perhaps the lack of pressure (like last year, to out run the Kenyans), has me feeling like nothing to lose and everything to gain.  Maybe that will be the theme for my 2013 season.  I am so happy to have races on the horizon...

Aqua jogging here I come!
Bree

Sunday, January 13, 2013

Up and Riding...

Finally!  The weekend finally landed that Kainoa wanted to surf all by himself.  Not the usual "mother and son tandem", but paddle out alone, ride alone.  And he did it!  I am one of those girls who holds moments very, very close to my heart so I usually remember quiet clearly when a desire lands within me.  That said, it is no surprise that I remember being 15 years old, surfing at Turtle Beach, and thinking to myself, "I cant wait till I can paddle out and surf with my family, my children".  Yesterday and today I did indeed have a smile clear across my face that the day has finally come to surf with Kainoa!

I swam out with the camera (not able to stand and surf yet) and took pictures of Masuda and Kainoa in action.  Sadly, I was always too deep in the ocean to get a good shot of him up and riding, he would just go right on past me and I'd only see the back of the wave.  Kainoa counted how many waves he caught each day, 6 and 8.  I totally remember counting waves too.  Come to think of it, even as adults we count the things that impact us really happy...like miles.




As for a weekend of training... VERY HAPPY TO REPORT I was back on the bike today.  Tomorrow was supposed to be "launch date" but the boys were going to cruise through the tree road and I figured Kainoa's pace would be the perfect time to get back on the bike...

Tomorrow, the tribike...
Happy Riding,
Bree

Thursday, January 10, 2013

Where I left off...

Today I swam, bike, and ran.  For a girl who is fortunate enough to have sport as her career, it was a far cry from the usual swim, bike, run.  But it counted.  And in the midst of picking up pieces and making a come back, I found being strong and tuff is not always about the ability to keep going but the ability to actually start all over again...from the beginning.  This Saturday will make 5 weeks since Ironman Busso.  I keep thinking of that day and having been asked a dozen times if I would have still ran the marathon if I knew my foot would break, would I?  And the answer is a dozen times, yes. 

The swim was with a pull buoy.  This weeks x-ray gave me permission to "light kick" but only for a few minutes in total.  The break is still not connected all the way and at this point it can break through again, so I have to be patient a little longer.  I just pulled.  There is no way I want to go back to the "start all over again".
The bike was day #2 on the "reclining bike" at The Club.  It hurts my butt so much.  Getting sweaty again was AWESOME though.  I admit to being a gym rat, its motivating for me to see everyone working towards a goal, even if it is just to gain a beach body...its fun for me to watch it all in action.  So I laced up the shoes, grabbed a couple good magazines, and hit the bike.  Talking to nearly everyone in there made time fly.  Of course I missed my bike and being outside.  BUT this is great, considering it's only day #2.  Next week the doctor thinks I'll be ready to ride my own bike where I am putting pressure on the pedals and using my foot a little more... HECK YES! 
...and the run, aqua jog!  I am LOVING this!  Yesterday I made 15 minutes no pain and today 30 minutes!  To actually be "training" this week after nearly 5 weeks off has me like a kid at Christmas.  I care about being healthy and sitting on my bumper watching the world go by was challenging me.  Kainoa loves the floaty belt too and tried to take it to his swim practice. 
Not that I need extra motivation, but it is a sweet piece of happy to have landed shoe support for 2013!  Check out my Zoots!  At the moment I'm unable to tell you how they run, but soon enough.  Everyone in the gym today looked at them and told me my shoes are so cool (I agree)!! Finally, money talk.  I worked in the Kindergarten this week too, slowly I'm trying to organize a way to manage substitute teaching with training so I can financially support my sport.  Just maybe I win another Ironman, that might help...until then, I am happy in the class room and find it very satisfying to give back to the youth...
Back in motion means one more thing..."good bye" to my 5 weeks of "eat like Christmas".  It was kind of fun going with the flow and eating like the little boy from "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory", but even better was today, after "training" to crave the good-for-me-stuff...

So here we go, my feet have firmly landed on the road to training for my next triathlon.  It looks to be about 71 days away.  I'm hoping to be running for real by February, fingers crossed!  Thanks a lot for all the emails and messages over the last few weeks.  The encouragement and support has really been a beautiful thing to receive...

Bree

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Riding Bike...

4 weeks and 2 days later I have built my bike back up!  That is a record for most time ever spent in the box for my beloved Swift Carbon! Wishful thinking has taken over, xray tomorrow simply must show that it is time to ride again (so the bike is built and ready to roll)!  Speaking of my Swifty bike, it is probably that time of year to pass along the beautiful places my bike has raced during the 2012 season.  Just maybe some of these places will inspire your race calendar too...

Hawaii racing!  Hawaii 70.3 and Lavaman Waikoloa are both very beautiful.  Of course they both roll along the Ironman World Champs course too, you know what that means-good practice for the big dance.  Or...great options if you have no intentions of racing in October but want a little taste of it...

Okay, these photos are in no particular order as that would take up entirely too much time with my uploading skills.  Back to races you might like and my bike loved...

Ironman Louisville:  Rolling hills, nothing too massive but not a pancake.  Some light wind, a bit of a crowd by your 2nd and 3rd loop, lots of heat, and gorgeous green pastures filled with farm life. 

Panama 70.3:  Again, some hills, some heat, but not a crowd.  The rollers split up the packs really well.  If you are lucky you might spot a monkey too.  I never did but others reported monkey spotting...
 Philippines 70.3:  Very hot, loops, and other than a bridge to climb up and over it is flat.  The sights on this course touched me more than any bike course all of 2012 season.  The modest homes, barefoot children in the streets, the canoes and fisherman out in the sea, and everything else you pass that feels far from reality yet close to home in some unexplainable way.  The crowd support is also very, very over the top!  Maybe top 3 on the list for support in any race I've ever experienced.
Ironman Western Australia.  Not just because it was another fast Ironman bike race for me, it is just a fun course!  If you like loops this is a place for you!  3 loops, not exact circles so you will have some differentiation, but after one loop you know the course really well.  Support all over, wind, heat, and of course you ride on the left side of the road. One of the 3 races I want to return to for sure... 

Cozumel 70.3:  Oh my gosh I love it!  Half of the full Ironman and every bit as awesome!  Again, loops, heat, and wind.  Maybe you are finding the similarity in my bike preferences by now.  Anyways, the ocean will enchant you, the town will flood you with emotion as the crowd is wild, and the section you are kind of in "no mans land" will help you lock into your own rhythm.  It was my 3rd time on that course and its sure to be part of my future too...
REV3 Costa Rica:  I'm a pretty big fan of Costa Rica so this race would be on my map every season, but I hear it is not in action for 2013. Sadly.  Hot, loops, and comedy would best describe this course.  Chickens, cows, and kids run across the streets throughout the ride.  It begins up a hill that toasts your legs but flattens out before you know it and delivers you a ride through untouched beauty.
There you have a few of the places I've ridden my bike in 2012.  ...or been ridden by someone other than me.  My hopes are of course to return to Philippines, another Australia 112, more Mexico, maybe REV3 Portland & Florida,  Japan is on the "wish list", Hawaii x2, and some TBD depending on life, love, and sport...

Happy Riding...
Bree

Saturday, January 5, 2013

The After Math of Winter...

Home sweet home.  Back on the island instantly feels like Winter has come to an end and Summer is back full swing ahead.  Of course that is not reality all the world over, maybe just islands.  In any case, we left Utah yesterday morning at a whopping -6* and have landed in lovely 82* today.  Surprise, surprise was seeing most all my garden has died (Winter struck the island after all?) except a newly sprung from the ground pineapple!  I'm pretty happy about that...

The after math of Winter (I did experience it for roughly 11 snow covered days) has been compiled with the following 3 most noticeable changes:

1.  6 loads of laundry- clearly jackets and jeans make a fuller load than shorts & tank tops.
2.  Sick people- Kainoa filled a barf bag on the flight home & Mike is still freezing
3.  Soup- it's like a new favorite meal has taken over

The great thing about the so called "End of Winter" is the rev up to a brand new season!  Today, January 5th, I'm proud to announce the start of 2013 triathlon training!  It was a lovely, much needed, 2,000 yard ocean swim, er pull!  Not much, but it will have to due till Monday when I get the "green light" for more.  I take that back, I did push ups, core, and stretches today too!  Optimism still floods me even with the copious amount of rest I've endured this Winter.  And with the home coming, a few warm weathered pictures...





Aloha,
Bree

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Hot Cocoa...


Today I officially feel like a marshmallow.  A little soft around the edges and white.  My tan has vanished beneath layers of clothing and a lack of sunshine, the softer side (as in lack of physically activity) truly is causing a marshmallow sort of effect.  My greatest fitness triumph was yesterdays round of HORSE where I managed not to lose tossing a ball through a hoop.  Apparently I'm really good at standing in place.  I did however lose to a 5 and 6yr old a round of "Red light, Green light".  I'm good at red lights and getting better at yellow.  No green yet...

Today is 24 days without run or bike.  And 9 days through the 11 days of "no swim,bike, or run".  Honestly, I haven't even been tempted to test out the foot yet, I just do what I'm told in this recovery thing, trusting completely the help I've been given.  Monday's xray #3 will determine the next step and I am so very hopeful it will include kicking in the swim, bike, and aqua jogging.  The run will come.  It is the most odd feeling ever felt to not run on the first day of the New Year.  Even non athletes make that a resolution, to run!  Somebody take a run for me. 

Hot cocoa still lands magically delicious in this part of the world.  By Friday I have promised myself that when our plane leaves the snow and heads back to the islands that my cravings for hot cocoa will vanish and the marshmallow I've become will also go away.  I've never been one to cry over the scale tipping in the wrong direction or a few too many pounds, not saying I like it, but hard work and discipline have both always been friends of mine and I know things will fall back into place (or fit bikini's properly) as soon as I'm back to normal.

Utah is once again showing herself beautiful.  It's a blistering 7* out today with a red alert.  I've been informed red alert is when it can be dangerous to exercise due to conditions.  Well, that's fine with me, it is 3:30pm and I have yet to even go outside yet.  Peeking through the window is as close as I've come to actually being out there.  I've decided to really soak up and appreciate these moments inside, surrounded by family, laughter, good meals, and books under the covers.  Speaking of books, I'm just about through with "True Spirit" and highly recommend it!  It was my Australia motivated read of the year.  A young Aussie girl attempts to sail solo around the world non stop.  Her story is so fun to read as I grew up on boats and know the waves, the night skies, the adventure of it all.  But hers is far more amazing as she is only 15, alone, and goes all the way around the world!  She shares her ups and downs, depression filled moments, some adversity, and of course what it takes to dream up a dream and make it reality.  Its a very good read if you want something different and motivating.  It sure as heck encouraged me out of my own sour moods as I face my own dreams. 

Alright, I better sneak back to the social life happening up stairs with a room of cousins and more hot cocoa.  Happy Holidays again and again,
Bree