This week I joined the Facebook group page for Ironman Maryland. My hope and plan was to get as much information and gather tips as I could about the race, the venue, and all things race week. Race day is 27 weeks away. An announcement was shared that the much loved race director, Gerry Boyle,… Continue reading A Man, his Passing and Legacy, and a Scholarship
While looking back allows for introspection and gives perspective it does not give light to what comes next because our back is turned away from it.
...if it's planned a year in advance, right? This question - those words - have been niggling around my head for a few months now. They have been persistent, and echo daily now. I asked a few friends exactly this question; they all said no. I'm not convinced. Whatever it is, I pulled trigger, uhh,… Continue reading It’s not a Midlife Crisis If…
Last weekend I did a thing. I finished my third half iron distance triathlon. I highly recommend this race. I do not recommend finishing it the way I did. So here's what happened, and what didn't. I make it no secret that I live with depression. There were some events in my life that made… Continue reading Mi Titanium 2018
Current situation: soaking in my tub with the water just the right temperature with loads of epsom salt. Ten hours ago I was getting ready to head to the race. I could really use a nap but I will resist because my hubs is cooking a fabulous anniversary dinner for us and I have two… Continue reading Gazelle Girl Half Marathon, a Race Report
"Why do you do this to yourself?" I remember my mum asking me that exact question after I finished my first half iron distance triathlon. She wasn't the first, nor will she be the last to ask me that question. Recently, someone posed the question again, and I decided to think long and hard on… Continue reading Why DO I Run?
I’m standing in my kitchen in my Oofos, in the cloud of my own stink, feeling a little like a fraud. I have blisters on my arches. New shoes + custom orthotics = no Bueno until the shoes break in a little more, and my feet toughen up too. There are two toenails that will… Continue reading Feeling like a Fraud
I've said it before: the best of intentions and reality don't always meet. I don't know what made me think 2018 would be much different. I chose focus words instead of resolutions hoping they would keep me on track for a broader area of life; found two women who were also looking for accountability partners… Continue reading On Your Mark, Get Set, …WAIT!
Each year begins with high hopes, moderate and lofty goals, and dreams waiting to be fulfilled. This year I was hoping for redemption after spraining my ankle twice in 10 weeks, and still had some problems with my piriformis going into January. It had only been 3 months since it spasmed after the marathon and… Continue reading 2017: The Bad & The Good in It
No worries, I'm fine. After I stopped moving -- and got my medal -- I couldn't inhale deeply without my "emphysemic seal" cough. The medical volunteers were awesome. A man saw me and asked if I was okay. "I can't breathe," I said. He flags down someone else for a wheelchair, gets me in and… Continue reading Welp, that was a first, or a Visit to the Med Tent