Friday, September 6, 2013

Vegas, so far...





You gotta forgive me if you stalk, I mean follow, my fb or insta, these photos have been seen there and most of what I'm about to say, too. So forgive the lack of variety.  I am in Vegas.  Wednesday night was the usual rough part that a tri-mom has to endure, hugging Kainoa bye till Monday.  It was better than usual though, I knew him and his dad had big plans to go to the fair and would most likely have a good father-son weekend.  Maybe that is also one of the best parts of this trip so far too, I'm getting way better at finding happiness when Kainoa enjoys time with his dad, rather than feeling sorry for myself missing him.  But I still wish it were possible to take Kainoa to every single race, all over the world!

Landed in Vegas at 7am Thursday morning.  It was the absolute most tired my eyes have ever been, ever.  Red eye flights should be illegal in my life (after Sunday that is, as I am on the 1:55am home).  Pretty much Thursday was a blur, still not even sure how I got my bike built up.  Riding late afternoon was gorgeous, for a desert that is. The bike course reminds me so much of that movie, "Raising Arizona".  A desert with nothing around, just visions of Nicholas Cage in a lawn chair like it's 1980's.  Barely any people, only one hoochy bar, (that I saw), with a sign that said, "Some nice looking women, just some".  It was the most hilarious sign I ever saw, wonder what the other women look like??  As for the big city, that will happen after the finish line... 

The ride woke my body up a little but I still did not feel like a race was on the horizon.  This place is just so different from any race location I have ever been.  At the moment I was considering it a good thing to still feel so relaxed on a race-week-Thursday. You know, the body has swam, biked, and ran countless miles, it's not like Sunday will come as any shock to the system.  I just want my head to get fired up, and I know it will because opportunity in life always has a way of making me come alive...and start lines are always opportunity lines...


This is the swim course, see it?  It's hiding down in the desert valley...


This morning Devonee (our friend from Hawaii that moved to Vegas) invited us to swim with the Masters squad she coaches.  Finally, finally, finally, I felt more "swimmery" than floaty.  It has been a pain in my @$$ finding swim rhythm after Mont Tremblant.  Or maybe I have just been struggling to wake up early, but 5:30 this morning I was rarin' to go.  After so many races this season that is one thing I am convinced of, the body always finds a way to go a little more even after you think it's tapped out.  Truly, few ever actually go to the limits quitting long before, and just maybe you have to toe that edge to know just what it takes.  That said, 9 hours of sleep last night played a big role in coming back to life.

After the swim I road a tiny bit more, then laced up the shoes and ran through the desert for a mile or 2.  Now I feel even more ready.  The best part though, was this....


An interview!  It was awesome, by far the best interview I have done in a LONG time.  Most always getting an interview as a pro means you are one to watch.  This one was earned as being ranked last (or nearly last) on the start list of the 70.3 World Championships!  I was laughing, the men asking questions were laughing, I was honest as heck, and you know what?? I am proud too! 250 or so pro women, they only take like 35 of us, that means there might be 200 pro girls that want to be on the start line, yet I am here.  And so, with pride this one is for Hawaii, small town girl from a Big Island, here we go, taking Vegas on a gamble!  When I am 80 years old, in a rocking chair sipping some green tea, I can look back on this race knowing it was part of a big lesson on a journey in my life as a professional triathlete, and what a trip this entire hope turned dream has become for me...

Alright, that's all I got for now.  And not that you really want to hear anything mushy, but I miss Mike too.  Wish he could play me a song tonight.  2 more sleeps, just 2 more then we get to spend 70.3 miles swim, bike, and running through Vegas with hardly any clothes on and bright run shoes!  haha

Bree

5 comments:

Kathy said...

you do well as an underdog, Bree. Go rock the town!

katymoe said...

I'm so excited for you Bree!! Your season has been so fun to watch and read about. You're such an inspiration as I head into Ironman Lake Tahoe. Thank you for all you do and all you share and all your passion!

Lucy Francis said...

The way you describe Vegas is exactly how I imagine it to be. Every time you go away Kainoa is learning to become independent. He will always love you and he'll be there waiting for you to return with another medal for his collection. That interview sounds so cool, have a great race Bree. I'll be cheering you online :-)

ONEHOURIRONMAN said...

You 80 in rocking chair sipping coffee?
I think not...
The 80 - 84 AG winner in Kona sounds more likely
Do they have odds on the race at the casino? Put $10 for me on you to place top 5.

Ange said...

Truly, few ever actually go to the limits quitting long before, and just maybe you have to toe that edge to know just what it takes. --- that quote... I am going to take that with me on my 70.3 tomorrow, Bree. Thank you.
GOOD LUCK tomorrow!!!! Vegas is interesting, huh? I raced there last Fall. I have a feeling you're going to FLY!!!!!!!! go after it!