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Lately I have been lacking a little bit of mojo in my training. Namely, it’s the biking that’s getting me down. I am a runner through and through, and sometimes I question my decision to sign up for Ironman again. The Sunday rides are getting long, like 5-6 hours long. Steve and I did a 30 mile hilly ride  last night, and I was up bright and early this morning for a 16 mile run. When I got home I crashed for a bit, and then decided I needed to find some motivation. I love watching Ironman clips on YouTube and after watching a few, I started to get excited again. This is the video they show during the athlete’s dinner two nights before the race, and it really gets everyone pumped up.

Ironman–You Will Do This

Then I dug through my computer and found a video of me about to cross the finish line in 2009. Steve took this from the bleachers at the finish line, and I had no idea where he was.

Ironman WI Finish 2009

You can hear Mike Riley say my name at the end, but the video cut out before he said “You are an Ironman!!”

What is it about watching these that gives me the chills and gets me a little choked up? What’s the big deal?

It’s the fact that after months and months of hard work, you have one day to put it all out there. You sacrifice during training. You give up sleep, late night drinks, a clean house, and sometimes your sanity. You train like it’s your part time job, because that’s how much time it takes. You work out twice a day because you have to. You get up at 5:25 and head to the pool to swim endless laps before work. You set your alarm for 6am on a Saturday to go on your long run before the heat tries to kill you. You give up your entire Sunday because you will be out riding all.freakin’.day. You give up a lot and for what?

Dare I say that what you gain actually outweighs all of it. It’s a chance to learn what you are made of, and what you are capable of. When you cross that finish line, you are not just finishing that race on that one day. You have come to the starting line ready, prepared, because of all you have given up and all of the work that you have done. When you cross that line you are finishing what took months or even years to build up to. Everyone has their own reasons for wanting to go on this journey. It’s not always smooth and there are highs and lows, but the outcome is worth it. I try to remember that.

We are capable of more than we think.



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Packed summer Saturday

Summer is finally here! After several weeks of cool temperatures and massive rain storms, Wisconsin finally got with the program and produced a gorgeous summer Saturday. We started it off with a quick 17 mile bike ride with a friend followed by an 11 mile run. We were actually supposed to run for 2 hours, but had to cut it about 20 mins short so I could dash home, shower, and get to my haircut appointment on time. Turns out my hairdresser was running late, and asked if I could come 30 mins later, so we could have gotten those two extra miles in. Oh well, I’m sure my legs will be grateful I didn’t run any further during our 70 mile bike ride today.

After my haircut, Steve and I walked to a restaurant called Hotch-A-Do for brunch. I had a Groupon that was expiring yesterday, and there’s no way I was letting it go to waste. We got lucky and scored the only open outdoor table, and immediately ordered some drinks.

That bloody mary was fantastic, and came with a tasty beer chaser. I’m not sure what it was, but it was good beer, and not some Miller Lite crap that a lot of places like to give me. I ordered the breakfast burrito:

Two organic eggs scrambled, green peppers, onions, morning spuds, vege chili, cheddar cheese all wrapped in a flour tortilla Includes a side of sour cream, our homemade salsa and topped with fresh avocado.

When the food came I died. This burrito was seriously the size of my head.

I pretty much just ate all of the delicious filling out of the tortilla so I wouldn’t explode. I would definitely recommend this place, and hope to go back to try their dinner sometime.

We kept right on rolling after brunch and headed out to Pewaukee Lake for Beach Party. It’s basically a little festival on the waterfront with food, music, and a water skiing show. We met up with my mom and Joe to watch the festivities.

These ladies were skiing on saucers with chairs balanced on top. Crazy.

Joe was the big winner of the ski club raffle, and won 15 sno-cones and a straw hat!

I got coconut mango. Mmmmm….

I know it’s hard to believe, but I ate this sno-cone instead of ice cream, rather than in addition to. I don’t even know who I am anymore. Eventually some of out friends showed up and we hung out and drank margaritas until about 9:30. Late night partying, I know. Me and my best running buddy Cara:

Cara and Mike have the cutest ever 3 month old baby Gavin, and they were out for the first time while leaving him with a baby sitter (her sister). Time to party it up!

Steve was almost abducted by a UFO, but I saved him.

On our way home I had a hankering for some real food, as my breakfast burrito finally felt digested after 8 hours. We stopped at Classic Slice for some giant slices of pizza. Steve eats here for lunch sometimes, but I had never experienced the ginormity that is their pizza. We each ordered a slice that was the size of at least half of a large pizza. Steve posed with his food without me even asking him to. Awesome.

My slice had tomatoes, mozzarella, basil, and enough garlic that my sweat will probably smell during my bike ride today.

In case you are wondering if I ate that whole slice at 10:30pm, the answer is absolutely I did. The crust was very thin which is my favorite because I can eat more that way. And with that, it was time for bed.

What a great summer day. I love packing as much as possible into my day when it is nice out. Gotta take advantage while we can!

What did you do this weekend? Was it packed with anything exciting?


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Father’s Day Fun

I don’t want to talk too much about Saturday morning’s bike ride because, frankly, it sucked. I think my hard ride Thursday night followed by a decent 25-miler Friday morning just caught up with my legs and they said enough already.

Interestingly, we did a short brick run after the bike ride and I felt fine. Good, as a matter of fact.

After the workout it was time for more important things. Like going to my Dad’s house to celebrate Father’s Day! On the way there we made a stop at Walgreens to pick up some cards, when this happened.

I split this little package of deliciousness with Steve. I think all of the candy companies are trying to kill me with the addition of coconut options lately, along with Starbucks and their evil coconut mocha frappacino.

We got to my dad’s house and dug into some snacks before heading out on the boat.

Steve is driving here because my dad decided to do a little water skiing. I believe he has now gone 6 years in a row getting up on skis on his first try.

I contemplated skiing, but decided that the water was a bit too chilly for me yet. So I just hung out on the boat and soaked up some sun.

When we got back to the house my dad fired up the grill, and again, I did what I do best.

And that would be lounge around and drink beer. I wish I took a picture of the lake from the deck, because it really is a great view. Eventually I wandered over to see what the grill master had cookin’.

Sea bass, asparagus, potatoes, and breadsticks. He also grilled a steak for Steve because he is crazy and doesn’t like fish.

This meal was so so good. I actually inhaled half of that potato before I remembered to snap a pic. I don’t think there is anything better than dinner off of the grill during summer. And grilled breadsticks = genius.

As if dinner wasn’t tasty enough, Steve and I had made a little stop at Milwaukee Cupcake Co for dessert.

I think my dad is going to start his own blog.

I had the s’more cupcake.

Other flavors included chocolate pb cup (still the best ever), strawberry, and chocolate on chocolate. Milwaukee Cupcake Co still reigns supreme in my book.

Happy Father’s Day Dad! I love you!!


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Sandwich from heaven

Oh yes, I went there. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t thinking about this sandwich all day. I believe I thought it up during my 7-mile run this morning. I thought about it all day at work. I thought about it while I was busting my butt to keep up with Steve on my bike after work.

When we got home from riding, it was time. Sunflower whole wheat bread from a local bakery brushed with coconut oil, Justin’s dark chocolate peanut butter, sliced banana and cherry preserves, all grill into a gooey drippy crusty slice of heaven. It was everything I had been imagining all day and more. I had some kale chips on the side for a dose of something green and healthy, and the saltiness was the perfect compliment to my perfectly sweet sandwich.

What is your favorite kind of sandwich?

I am partial to grilled sandwiches, particularly if they include melty cheese or drippy peanut butter.


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Rollin’ on the river

I live for days like today. It started with a 2 hour bike ride in which I wore short sleeves. And I was sweating glorious drops of actual sweat. It was downright hot out. Dare I say it was summer-hot.

After the ride Steve and I headed over to our boat storage to get the boat out on the water for the first time this year. After checking everything over since we just got the boat out of winter storage, it was time to launch onto the Milwaukee River. Captain Steve drove the boat.

And I did what I do best.

Which is lounge around and drink beer. I am wearing a sweatshirt here because for a short time we left the river and went out on Lake Michigan, and it was COLD out there. Probably a 20-30 degree difference. Milwaukee looks pretty cool from the water.

After cruising around for a while we were both ravenous and decided to stop for dinner at Milwaukee Ale House.

We scored a table outside, and I ordered a Pull Chain Pale Ale, my favorite Ale House Beer.

I am sweating my butt off here and lovin’ it.

To start we ordered some famous Ale House pretzels, made on site and served with cheese and mustard. Steve could hardly wait to attack them.

For my meal I ordered the Island Salmon Salad with mango, and it was so refreshing and tasty.

After dinner we cruised around on the river a little bit more and I snapped some photos of Milwaukee from a different perspective.

If you know anything about Milwaukee, you will get a kick out of this photo:

“Clean” is not a word that can be used to describe the Milwaukee River in any way. I’ll just leave it at that.

Giant coal barge and tugboat:

On the way back in to the launch, we were practically attacked by seagulls.

Disgusting, dirty birds. This picture does not convey how many there really were. It was terrifying.

Luckily we escaped the poop shower and made it back to the launch safely. Right now I am sitting on the couch next to an open door with a warm breeze coming in. It is 9:08pm and it is still 86 degrees outside. Love. This is basically what my ideal summer day looks like, and there will be many more repeats during the next several months. Wisconsin summers are so short that we must take advantage to the fullest, and that’s exactly what I plan to do.


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The great outdoors

Today I went from this (taken on Wednesday):

To this:

Pretend that in the above picture I am on my bike riding along a beautiful lake, because that is what was about to happen. I am officially done the bike trainer and all rides from here on out will be done in the great outdoors.


I rode 14 miles around a lake that is close to my work, and oh boy was I feeling it. Bike trainer does not equal road. This particular ride is also extremely hilly, so there was that too. I debated doing two loops around the lake, but by the time I finished the first one I decided that was enough thankyouverymuch.

Afterwards I stopped in the bike shop (the building right behind me in the picture) to see about getting a new saddle. My current saddle was pulled off of my road bike and put onto my tri bike, and let’s just say it is not the most comfortable in aero position. Turns out it was nowhere near the right size for me either. The bike shop peeps were awesome, and spent a good hour with me trying different saddles. None of them felt quite right, but they let me borrow a demo seat that I will try out over the weekend.

I also need new gearing on my bike to be able to handle the hills on the Ironman course. All of this “stuff” is my big complaint with biking. Part of what I love so much about running is the fact that you can just put on your shoes and go, no matter where you are. Of course there are more logistics for long runs like hydration and nutrition, but for the most part it’s pretty simple. To go biking you must air up your tires, find your shoes, helmet, gloves, sunglasses, etc, fill your bottles, and I’m probably forgetting something. Oh yeah, make sure you have spare tubes, CO2 cartridges, tire levers and anything else you may need if you get a flat. And if you do get a flat you must spend time changing said tube on the side of the road. Then there’s the matter of the bike itself. Luckily mine fits in the back of my car without removing a wheel, but it’s still kind of a pain to transport if I am not riding from home.

And with that, I am done complaining. You may wonder why I do triathlons given the above paragraph, and that is a good question. Why not just stick to running? I like that triathlon pushes me out of my comfort zone, and I truly believe it makes me a more well-rounded athlete fitness-wise. There is no question I was in the best shape of my life going into Ironman in 2009, and I plan to be in even better shape this time around. Also, I love training for insane amounts of hours, which is sort of a requirement for Ironman. I can’t run for 15 hours a week without getting injured, but I can swim/bike/run and feel great. Tomorrow I have a 90 min run and 75 min swim, and Sunday is a 2 hour bike. Bring it!

Do you like biking? Have you ever done/considered doing a tri?

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Brick weekend recap

Oh Monday, you always seem to come too soon. I was too busy enjoying my weekend to blog about it, so I will do one big recap today of the highlights.

I woke up Saturday morning to see a nasty layer of snowy ice covering the land. It rained all day Friday then snowed overnight, so you can imagine the conditions. I quickly decided that 15 miles would not be happening outside. I have had one too many icy runs this winter, and I am no longer willing to suffer through a long run that feels like I am running on a skating rink. This left the question of what to do instead. I really wasn’t feeling such a long treadmill run, so I decided to mix things up a bit. Since this was a cut-back in running mileage week, I didn’t feel bad about not running the full 15. I opted for a 60 min spin class (and it kicked my butt!) before hopping on the treadmill for 9 easy miles. I figured 60 min spin + 9 mile run = 15 mile run. Sort of. It was a great workout especially since I am trying to incorporate more biking into my schedule.

Saturday night was uneventful and involved Panera and Netflix. My kind of night!

Sunday morning the icy sidewalk situation did not look much better. I headed to the Y once again for spin class. Cycling three days in a row? Who am I?!? It was another booty-kickin’ class with lots and lots of climbing. My legs were pretty trashed after class, but I felt like running, so I hit the indoor track (6 laps/mile) for an easy four miles. I guess I can call this the weekend of the brick workout. It felt great to mix things up a bit, and now I am ready to ramp up the running hard for the next three weeks. Boston, I will be ready for you.

Sunday night we had plans to go out to dinner and then to a play with my mom and Joe. They came over around 4:30 and we walked over to Crisp, a pizza place near our condo. I had a groupon just waiting to be used on doughy cheezy deliciousness. Upon arrival we were informed that it was $5 bloody mary day. Yes please!

It was pretty much an appetizer in a glass, just the way I like it. On the skewer was a pickle, a hot pepper, a pickled mushroom, some sort of crunchy sweet onion, pickled asparagus, and pepper jack cheese. I guess I didn’t need to order dinner.

Mom & Joe:

For dinner I started with a build your own salad with mixed greens, strawberries, chick peas, pea pods, and oil & vinegar dressing. Then it was on to the pizza. I ordered the Saffron Chili White Caribbean Shrimp Pizza, which was peanut, coconut curry sauce, cilantro, carrot, and red onion.

Sorry about the bad lighting, but you’ll just have to trust me that this was super-tasty. I finished off half of it and shared the rest.

My mom decided that she would like a delicate sprinkling of parmesan cheese on her slice.

Woopsies! Looks like someone pulled the old “top off the salt (cheese) shaker” trick! Mom, would you like some pizza with your cheese?

After dinner we headed to the play. I’m not going to say much about it because frankly it was boring. Granted I am usually much more of a musical person than a play person, but this one was very slow. Oh well, at least the tickets were 50% off.

Steve and I topped off our Sunday night with an episode of Modern Family and some banana chocolate chip cake topped with Ben & Jerry’s. That second part was actually just me.

What is your favorite kind of pizza?

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2010 Miller Ride for the Arts

Yesterday Steve and I (along with my uncle Mike and friend James) participated in the Miller Lite Ride for the Arts, a 75 mile bike ride starting and finishing in Milwaukee at the Summerfest grounds. I was slightly concerned with the weather forecast and possible rain, as last year for this ride it was 55 degrees, windy, and rainy. In other words, not fun.

We really lucked out and it was a beautiful day. It started with a 5:30 wake up call, though I was actually awake before the alarm even went off. I got up, had coffee and some pb toast, and we loaded up the bikes on our brand new Thule bike rack. It looks like this and it is the bomb.

The whole kit’n’kaboodle swings away with the bikes on so we can still access the back of the car. Cool, huh?

Back to the ride. We arrived at Summerfest around 6:45, found a parking spot near my uncle, and rode over to the start. Since we were a bit late, we were way towards the back, which made for a very slow first 5 miles or so. As we headed north on Lake Dr, we found a better rhythm, but we were still passing people for quite a while. The ride took us north to Port Washington (about 30 miles), where we stopped at the “Oasis Station” to refuel.

I had  packet of Luna Moons, half a banana, and half of some sort of chocolate chip energy bar. Then we got back on our bikes and kept heading north. A lot of this portion of the ride is on the Ozaukee Co Interurban Trail, which is really nice. We didn’t stop again for the rest of the ride, and before I knew it we were back in Shorewood and almost finished.

During almost every long bike ride, this is the point were I just want it to be over. I am usually tired, stiff, bored, and starving. I was pretty hungry, but amazingly I felt great and didn’t really want the ride to end! A few miles later we were back at Summerfest. My bike computer says we did about 77 miles total in 4 hrs 22 min. Pretty good!

We loaded the bikes back up and headed into the Summerfest grounds for a cold post-ride beer.

After this we headed over to Water Buffalo for some lunch out on the patio. All in all a great day!

Tonight I am going way out of my comfort zone. I signed up for an open water swim practice at Pewaukee Beach, which will be every Monday night all summer long. My swimming could use all the help it can get, and I think it will be a nice fun change from the pool. I am pretty nervous though. What if everyone else is super-fast? I’m sure it will be fine and hopefully I’ll meet some fun people too!

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Versus the hills, part deux

Yesterday I once again made the trek out to Verona to have at the Ironman bike course loops. The plan was to do two loops, or 80 miles. This would be my last long ride before the race. It wasn’t even on the schedule, but I thought getting to ride the actual course again would be really helpful. Unlike last time, the day started out rather cool. Driving out of Milwaukee, it was 59 degrees and raining. Great. But by the time we got to Johnson Creek, the rain had stopped and the skies had cleared up. When we started the ride, it was about 63 degrees and sunny.

The first hill of the loop is about 5 minutes in. Nothing like getting that heart rate nice and high right off the bat. I could tell right away that my legs were not going to fully cooperate with me. My quads were already tired, probably from a combination of 9 hours of training last weekend plus 2 rather fast 7 mile runs on Tuesday and Thursday. The loop starts out with a few hills, then flattens out a bit for a while. Then you hit a literal roller coaster of steep hills, followed by a really nice downhill section. Then there is a bit of time spent on the highways with some rollers, nothing too crazy. The last 15 miles of the loop are where the hills are so big and so many that you want to die. First there is the Mother, winding her way up through a nice wooded road. I think I was averaging 7 mph up this beast. There is no huge downhill after the mother, just a slight reprieve before you hit Mr. Short and Steep. And I do mean steep. At least this one doesn’t take to long. There is a nice little downhill after this one, but some big rollers after that. Soon things flatten out a little, and you think you are in the clear. Mwahahahah.

With about five or six miles left in the loop, you will encounter the Mother Bitch. She is much like the Mother in length, as in never-ending, but she is much steeper. Good God my poor poor quads. I think I topped out around 6 mph on this one. Once you conquer the Mother Bitch, it is smooth sailing back to Verona. Back at the car, I was spent. I couldn’t believe I had to do it all again, and found myself questioning how I would possibly survive this in the race. I had to remind myself that I will be properly rested and tapered for the real deal. I was in my 12th hour of biking for the week, which takes its toll.

So off we went for loop 2. The first 20 miles, I was not in a good mental space. Literally 7 miles in, I looked at my Garmin and was ready to call it a day and turn around, back to the car. I had nothing in my legs, and my training buddy James was constantly pulling ahead. I cursed myself for not being able to keep up, I cursed my legs for being tired, I cursed the wind for blowing in my face. I told myself just make it half way around, and you will only have 20 miles to go. The half way point eventually came, and I started to lift out of the fog. I realized that this day would indeed end, and afterwards it wouldn’t seem as bad.

We completed loop 2, and though it was a tough day, I am glad I did it. I feel like I know the course so much better, which will be a huge advantage on race day. I absolutely cannot imagine going into this course blind on race day. It would be a shock to say the least, and could easily break someone mentally.

I am officially in taper, which is weird. All I have to do today is a 90 minute swim, no running, no biking. Tomorrow I am shortening the scheduled workout of a 3 hr bike 1.5 hr run to a 2 hr bike 1 hr run. There is no fitness to be gained at this point, the goal is just to stay sharp, stay focused. I haven’t fully wrapped my mind around the fact that the race is two weeks away. I am nervous but mostly excited. From here on in, I just need to play it smart, get lots of rest, and mentally prepare.

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Biking IM Moo

Last Friday I packed up my bike and headed to Verona to ride two loops on the Ironman course. I had been looking forward to it for a while, as I really wanted to see what I was up against. My friend James picked me up around 8:00 and off we went. The actual course starts in Madison, heads out to Verona for two huge hilly loops, and then returns to Madison. We cut of the beginning and end, and planned to start in Verona for the loops. We parked at a little park area that had a bathroom and drinking fountains. Here I am before the ride, blissfully naive:

Let it be noted that I left with one 24 oz bottle of water, and one 20 oz bottle of 4x concentrated Infinit (or about 920 calories worth of sweet salty thick sports drink that seems like it needs to be chewed). Let it also be noted that high temps would be in the upper 80′s. Okee-dokee.

We headed out, and after about 2 miles realized that we were going the wrong way. We turned around and got on course, and thus the ride began. Now, I knew the ride would be hilly, and that perhaps hilly would be an understatement. A few miles in, we hit the first big hill (I thought it was big). As I would learn, that hill was nothing. The entire first loop was rather frustrating, because we had to keep stopping to make sure we were still on course. It was hard to get any momentum going, but I was starting to get a feel for things.

The entire ride is very scenic. For the most part it reminded me of being out in the Holy Hill area, lots of tree-covered hills and lots of farms. A little over half way through the first loop, we missed a turn. We went probably around 5 miles down the wrong road before we stopped to consult the map. I was already running low on water, and it was getting hot. A very nice biker stopped and helped us get back on course, thank you nice biker man! I snapped a self-portrait while we were trying to get things figured out:

In my mind, we had to be almost done with the first loop. We added on a good 10 miles by missing that turn, but I still thought we didn’t have too far to go. I was mistaken. There was one point when I looked to my right and saw this in the distance:

I instantly knew that this was the hill I always hear so much about. During the race, there are people lining the sides of this hill, and they go nuts cheering people up it. I tried to picture it as we were climbing, and I can’t wait to see what it’s actually like on race day. Let’s just say this hill is a mother. It goes up, and up, and up, then it flattens out a little, then it goes up and up some more. Hello granny gear. This is the first of three brutal hills towards the end of the loop. At this point, I was completely out of water, and I would have given anything for something wet. Then, as if sent from the heavens, there was a sign at the top of the hill that said “Water.” At first I thought it must be a mirage, but upon closer inspection, I saw there was indeed a water spigot that whoever lives there was nice enough to offer up to passing bikers. The water was warm, but it pretty much saved my life at that point.

We pressed on, and after 50 some-odd miles, we were back in Verona. Even though I don’t drink it all that often, all I could think about was orange juice. I was so dehydrated, I imagined drinking an entire gallon of cold, sweet, sugary orange juice. I had to settle for some sports drink and water, as we still had another loop ahead of us. There was a woman in the parking lot that was also biking the course, and she said at one point there was a cooler full of icy bottled water up for grabs. How did we miss that? We made a note too look for it this time.

Though I was already beat and wanted nothing more that to collapse in the car and head home, I knew we had to do another loop. We filled our bottles and set off. This time things went much more smoothly. We knew where we were going, and what to expect. I was much more comfortable this time around with switching gears so often, and was having fun screaming down the hills on the other side. A bit before we hit the three hills, we spotted the cooler. Low and behold, another sign proclaiming “water” and a huge blue cooler full of bottled water. Whoever put that there, thank you thank you thank you! I immediately slammed one bottle empty and filled my bike bottle with another. This time when I saw the mother, I stopped to snap a pic:

Notice that I am glistening with sweat, even on my arms. I have never sweat so much while riding, and I have now learned not to take the heat lightly. Hopefully it will be a little cooler on race day, but if it’s hot, I am glad to be more prepared. We finished up the second loop (40 miles this time without the detour), had another chat with the woman in the parking lot who finished shortly after us, and headed home. Even after consuming massive amounts of fluids, I was still about 3-4 lbs lighter than usual. I don’t know if I’ve ever been that dehydrated in my life. For the rest of the night I kept drinking, eating, and trying to recover, but I also had to get a lot of packing done for our camping trip to Door County the next day.

Some thoughts on the course:

It was hilly, and that is probably an understatement. It beats you down, and wears on your body. I am not used to riding on hills, so it felt pretty brutal.

I am so so glad that I had a chance to go and ride the course. I feel like I have a handle on it, and I know what to expect.

My bike split is going to be slow. My average speed on these loops was about 2 mph slower than my normal training pace.

I need to take it slow on race day and try to somehow save any small shred of strength in my legs to run a marathon.  I still don’t know how it’s all going to come together, but I am confident that it will.

This weekend is my last big training weekend, with a 3 hour run on Saturday and a 6 hour bike on Sunday. After that, it’s a 3 week slow taper. Three weeks out is still pretty heavy on the training hours, but with no long bike. The two weeks after that will decrease in hours pretty dramatically, which will be weird. From now until the race, I am going to make an extra effort to eat super-healthy and get enough sleep. I can visualize the race, and I am really starting to get excited. Stay tuned…


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