Monthly Archives: August 2013

Staying Motivated at the End of the Season

As I mentioned a few days ago, Monday marked the final eight-week triathlon training cycle of the season.  It’s crazy how time flies—how can September be right around the corner?—and it seems like I’ve been swimming, biking, and running forever.  Actually, this estimate isn’t too much of a stretch:  September will be my ninth month of structured training with Full Throttle Endurance.  Say what?


Since I’ve been getting after it for three-fourths of the year, I really shouldn’t be surprised that I hit a mental and physical roadblock:  On Monday morning, my outlook shifted from “let’s get after it!” to “why am I doing this?”  Basically, my motivation to attack workouts has vanished.  Yes, the sessions get done, but they’ve lacked intensity.  Granted, I’m fine once I start moving, but let’s just say I’m not popping out of bed at 4:30 a.m. quite as quickly these days.

I talked to my coach and teammates, it sounds like what I’m experiencing—lacking motivation and feeling burnt out—is normal.  However, I’m so not ready to throw in the towel.  After all, I have my last race in 22 days!  Here’s how I’ve been trying to stay focused.

Remembering how my training has paid off …

This was my first year truly training for tris, and because I had a lot of room for improvement, I made huge strides—and reaped the rewards of hard work on race day.


Clearly, the training works, so why in the world would I slack off now?

… And remembering how much progress I can still make.

At the beginning of the season, I’d recall Nautica South Beach’s choppy swim and hot bike/run to energize my workouts, and as the months passed, I’d keep in mind similar results like Montauk’s slow bike split and Stamford’s “cruise control” on the run.  In recent weeks, when I’ve been tempted to sleep in or back off the intensity, it’s just taken one word:  Milwaukee.

Enlisting teammates for support

A lot of my teammates made Timberman 70.3 their “A” or primary event, so since they’ve completed their main race, attendance at practice has gone from about 25 people to 10.  It’s been more difficult to push myself without faster teammates to “chase,” but I’ve made plans to link up with others for workouts.  Case in point:  I rode 60 miles last weekend, and a group of us plan to go long again this weekend.

Finishing strong

Back in my undersized-forward days, my high school basketball coach used to yell this phrase (‘Finish strong, Red!’).  All.  The.  Time.  During games, I’d spend a lot of time posting up in the paint, and there would be a ton of contact.  Amidst the bumping, battling for position, and occasional elbow-throwing (which is why I wore a mouth guard), I’d still be expected to make a decisive move, finish strong, and put the ball in the basket.  And today, even though I’ve experienced moments when it would be easier to back down, sleep in, and take an unwarranted rest day, the expectation remains:  finish the triathlon season strong.

How do you cope with feeling unmotivated?

National Dog Day, Training Updates, and a Bout of Nostalgia

Hello!  Woah, I totally didn’t mean to take a five-day hiatus, but it feels like I’m still catching up from my weekend in New Hampshire.  Here are some highlights from the past few days.

Celebrating National Dog Day


Unofficial blogger rules question whether I celebrate since I didn’t Instagram a picture of Zelda–ha!

Setting a new bike personal distance record (PDR)

Early Sunday morning, a teammate and I rode across the George Washington Bridge, explored New Jersey, and logged 60 miles.  For the serious cyclists and long-course triathletes, this distance won’t seem impressive, but it’s a PDR.  And we’re already planning to break it this upcoming weekend with another multi-hour outing.  In related news, I’m now taking road saddle suggestions.  And starting my tri bike research.

Contemplating a long (for me) race

Speaking of going long, I need to start doing some double-digit runs.  Even though there’s a training philosophy that says you should go fast before you go far, it’s important for athletes to develop both fast- and slow-twitch muscle fibers. (Read more here.) All of my Full Throttle Endurance run training has worked toward building speed (our workouts cap at five or six miles), and I haven’t logged longer runs this season.  In fast, my farthest one was with Jen back in February.  And sure, I could go long for fun, but I know myself well enough that a tangible goal (read: race) would hold me accountable.  Enter the 3rd Annual Fall Foliage Half-Marathon.


Yes, I am considering a half marathon.  Considering.

Starting the final training cycle

Yep, the last eight-week training session kicked off this week, and it’s been bittersweet so far.  I’ve had so much fun this season—training, racing, and hanging out with my teammates—and part of me doesn’t want it to end.  But on the way to practice yesterday, it hit me:  I’ve been swimming, biking, and running for eight months.  Eight months.  Let’s just say some downtime (read: unstructured workouts) will be welcomed.

Feeling nostalgic

College students across the country are heading back to campus, and my alma mater hosted its first-year orientation this past weekend.


Photo has reached 113 likes, FYI.

This is for real.  There are no words.

Moving on, I met a teammate and newly crowned Ironman for lunch last week. (He’s the one who completed Lake Placid.) Of course we talked triathlon, but we also discussed writing (because he finally launched his blog)—blogging for a digital space, getting into a writing routine, etc.  It’s been a while since I’ve talked about writing, and I didn’t realize how much I missed it.  And that in turn made me miss the critical classroom discussions, which in turn made me think about college … you see where this is going, right?

When’s the last time you felt nostalgic?

How to be a Triathlon Sherpa

Hello, friends!  How’s it going?  On Monday night, I arrived home from New Hampshire where I stayed for the extended weekend to watch my teammates kick butt and take names at the Ironman 70.3 Timberman (1.2-mile swim, 56-mile bike, and 13.1-mile run).


Let’s just say that squeezing 13 people into one house for three days was one for the books!


View from the back porch.

Even though a sprint triathlon took place Saturday, I didn’t race mostly due to logistical constrains because my bike wasn’t back from Milwaukee.  However, just because I couldn’t swim, bike, and run didn’t mean I wanted to miss the weekend, so I make the trek to Gilford and assumed the role of triathlon Sherpa extraordinaire.


Carbo-loading with waffles–in solidarity, of course.

What’s a “Sherpa” you may ask?  Prior to triathloning, I had never heard of the term used this way.  Hailing from the Himalayas, the Sherpa people are known as elite explores; in fact, when travelers visit the area, it’s common for them to hire the Sherpas to show the way.  Because of this, the Sherpa has become a slang word for guide.  Sure, it was a minor technicality that this was my first time visiting the Lake Winnipesaukee area.  And yeah, I have yet to complete a long-course event.  But I stepped up to the plate and did my best to make sure my teammates had the best experience (read: zero stress) possible.  Here’s what my Sherpa duties entailed:

Navigating, driving, and generally helping during transportation trips.  On the way to New Hampshire, I enlisted Google Maps to help me in my role as navigator, and on race morning, I drove one car of soon-to-be half-Ironpeople to transition.  Also, when our house ran out of food after the race (#triathleteproblems), I went to the grocery store with a teammate.

Acting as a sous chef during meal preparation.  Keeping 13 people fed isn’t a small task, and an advantage to renting a house for the weekend included having access to a kitchen.  One of my teammates is an incredible cook/baker—case in point:  He brought one batch of homemade chocolate chip cookies and dough for two more—and he took charge of grocery shopping and food preparation.  In an effort to help, I chopped, stirred, coated, and supervised.


Supervising grilled cheese production.

Hey, I wasn’t racing!

Being on doggie duty.  Say hello to Hudson the schnoodle!


This fur baby belongs to two of my teammates, and he joined us for the weekend.  On race day, one of my teammates and I tag teamed and took turns holding the leash, giving him water, and keeping him occupied and out of trouble.

Spectating.  In typical type-A fashion, I downloaded IronTrac to keep tabs on everyone.  It worked well because one, I knew everyone was accounted for and two, it helped us gauge when we would see people.  One of my teammates and I bounced back and forth from the swim exit to a high-traffic area close to transition where we could see people returning on the bike and heading out on the run.  Plus, since the run was a two-loop out-and-back course, we saw everyone twice.  Next year, I need to bring a cowbell!

Have you helped out friends or family during races?

So What’s Next?

TGIF, friends!  What’s on tap for this weekend?  As has become the norm, when I’m not racing, I’m spectating, which means I’m heading to New Hampshire to cheer for my teammates during the Ironman 70.3 Timberman.


Unfortunately, my bike is still making its way back from Milwaukee, and I didn’t get a relay team together.  As it turns out, I’m not the only one who’s intimidated by 56 miles in the saddle.  Yes, I wish I were taking on certain parts of the 70.3—mainly the 1.2-mile swim and 13.1-mile run—but spectating for the weekend will be fun.  After all, who else would assume of role of party warlord and head Sherpa?  Ha!  But really.

Anyway, last weekend’s trip to Milwaukee for the USA Triathlon Age Group Nationals marked the final event on my calendar—until I arrived home, turned on my laptop, and signed up for another race before I unpacked.


File this under “my teammates made me do it.”

The 8th Annual Darien Sport Shop ITPMAN Triathlon takes place on Sept. 14, which gives me another month to train, and consists of a 0.5-mile swim, 15-mile bike, and 5-mile run.  I wouldn’t mind a longer swim, but I’ll take less time in the water for a shorter bike.  Plus, this will be my first sprint tri of the season—crazy!

Once the season starts, is your race calendar set in stone?  Or do you add/remove events as you see fit?

USA Triathlon Age Group National Championships Recap

All right, friends.  As you know, I’m back from Milwaukee where I competed in the USA Triathlon Age Group National Championships on Saturday.


Going into this race, I knew it would be a humbling experience.  Yes, I’ve done fairly well at events this season, but Nationals gives triathletes a chance to toe off against the best of the best.  For my age group (20-24), this meant racing against collegiate division I triathletes who’ve been swimming, biking, and running forever and who receive scholarships to do so.


With this in mind, my goals for this race included savoring the experience and simply competing.  Getting on the podium—and honestly, finishing in the top 20—wasn’t a realistic objective.  Plus, Saturday marked exactly one year since I completed my first sprint triathlon; it’s crazy how quickly it passed and how much I’ve progressed—and as this race indicated, how much room for improvement I still have.

Swim – 1500m – 28:19 (47/77)

Let’s get the bad out of the way:  This was hands down my worst swim of the season.  Period.


Once it was finally time for my wave to start (our projected time was 9:40 a.m., but we didn’t enter the water until after 10 a.m.), I situated myself on the right of the first yellow buoy, and in hindsight, this wasn’t the wisest move; it was congested, and I would’ve been better off getting a spot on the far left, even though it would’ve resulted in a few extra yards.  Oh well—train, race, and learn.  Anyway, as soon as I started, I knew it wasn’t my day in the water; I had trouble getting into a rhythm and defaulted to drafting off slower swimmers.  On the positive side, it was a nice course that boasted ideal conditions:  The water remained calm and notched a refreshing 69 degrees Fahrenheit.  And as you can see from the map above, part of the swim took us under a bridge, which was lined with tons of spectators—and lots of cowbells.  Swimming this section was my favorite part, but I was more than ready to get out of the water.

Transition 1 – 2:28 (35/77)

Even though I passed a few girls on the run to transition, it felt like I slugged through T1.

Bike – 40-K – 1:17 (51/77)

Write this on the calendar:  I did not enjoy the swim, but I loved the bike.  Who am I?


Prior to the race, I heard this course would be flat and fast, which proved to be accurate for the most part; aside from a handful gradual “hills” (basically on-ramps to highways) the course was a hammerfest. (Not that I hammer, but you know what I mean.) So here are the positives:  This is a 40-K bike PR for me (19.1 MPH), and it’s also the most comfortable I’ve felt in the saddle.  And even though I had an equipment disadvantage—I’d say more than half the girls in my AG had tri bikes—I held my own.  In fact, I picked off a lot of girls who had TT bikes.  “It’s the engine, not the car,” right?


Contrary to what my facial expression may indicate, I had fun on the bike.

Finally, I threw caution to the wind and took a gel at the halfway point, which was my first time taking in solids (i.e. anything besides my PowerBar Perform mix) on the bike.  No, I didn’t practice, so I really shouldn’t be surprised it was difficult to get down.  This is an area that calls for experimentation in terms of timing and actual nutrition (gels vs. shot blocks).

Transition 2 – 1:41 (43/77)

Like T1, T2 wasn’t great.  As I grabbed my run gear, I noticed my Garmin had turned off, even though I powered it on before the race started. (I always turn it on and leave it in transition, and it’s never been an issue.) However, when I tried to turn it on, the screen flashed a low-battery warning and then shut off.  So I would be running the 10-K based on feel.  All right.

Run – 10-K – 49:25 (35/77)

Like the bike course, the run was basically dead flat, and it was nice running without a watch and adjusting my pace based on how my body felt.


As usual, it took two miles for me to find my running legs, and I also maintained a conservative pace for the opening 5-K.  What I didn’t expect were the mind games and self-doubt that flooded my head:  What happened during New York City could happen again; can I run six miles after that swim and bike?  I know I’ll work through these thoughts as I race more after NYC.  When I had reconstructive ACL and meniscus surgery in high school, I would think about my repaired knee all the time—during practice, during games, etc.  But after playing through it for a while, the negative thoughts slowly disappeared.


Anyway, I was lost in my head for a while, so when I reached the turnaround point and realized how strong I felt, I started to pick up the pace.  During the closing miles, I also saw one of my coworkers who eventually caught up and passed me.  He’s super fast, and seeing him was a great boost!  I rode this high to the finish line, and I picked off four or five girls in my age group along the way.  This is also an off-the-bike 10-K PR for me.

Official finishing time – 2:39:46 (43/77)

Basically, I finished in the middle of the pack.  There were some fast girls (swimming in 18-20 minutes, biking in 1:04-1:10, and running the 10-K in 37-40 minutes), and aside from my swim, I’m happy with the bike and run.  Fingers crossed and knock on wood I’ll be back next year–I would love to take on this course with another year of training under my race belt!

Random Thoughts from USA Triathlon Age Group National Championships

Hey, friends!  How’s it going?  It’s been a while since my last post, but there’s a good reason:  This past weekend, I traveled to Milwaukee for the USA Triathlon Age Group National Championships.


Oh yeah–four-time Ironman World Champion Chrissie Wellington gave me that medal.  I totally freaked out and acted like a fan girl. #noshame

More than 2,700 triathletes participated in the Olympic-distance event (1.5-K swim, 40-K bike, and 10-K run), and the field was one of the most competitive ever.  I’m working on the race recap, but I want to share some random thoughts from the trip.

Friendly triathletes and great atmosphere—I don’t want to leave!’

Really, this shouldn’t be a surprise.  Everyone was excited, chatty, and outgoing, and it seemed like every time I found myself in a hotel elevator I walked out with a new friend.  And even though we were competing—there were 28 age-group national titles up for grabs, plus slots on Team USA for the 2014 World Championships—the vibe wasn’t intense or off-putting; maybe it’s because I’m coming from New York City, but it was so nice to walk around, make eye contact with others, and say hi.

‘Milwaukee is a great venue.’

Even though the Olympic race started late (more on that in the recap), the city did a great job hosting this event overall.


Everything—transition, restaurants, etc.—was within walking distance, the weather on race day was perfect (around 70 degrees Fahrenheit with basically zero humidity), and the course was flat and fast.

‘Everyone looks so fit.’

OMG—so many lean and chiseled triathletes, but what do you expect from some of the country’s best age groupers?  Also, the fact that I didn’t strength train during the taper didn’t help, and I stuck out a bit in my age group.  Although there were other tall women, I was the tallest, and a lot of the girls were tiny—like 5’3” and nothing but skin and bones.  I had a major flashback to my basketball days; it felt like I was a forward again competing against point guards.

‘I need a new bike.’

I experienced major big envy all weekend.  Between aero helmets, race wheels, and five-figure tri bikes (seriously), I felt totally out of my league.


There were some other roadies there, though.  In fact, on race morning, one USA Triathlon official was checking transition setups and after looking at mine, he commented on how many road bikes were there.  Zing.  I tried not to take it personally.

‘I can’t believe how far I’ve come in one year.’

Yes, I wanted to have a good race this past weekend, but I also made it a priority to savor the experience.  Not everyone gets to do this event (there are a few ways to qualify), and I felt truly blessed, grateful, and humbled to have the opportunity to compete.


Plus, race day marked exactly one year to the day I completed my first triathlon.  Talk about coming full circle!  This progress—going from a local tri to a national event—highlighted how much I’ve improved and reminded me how much I’ve grown as an athlete and person.

‘I have the best team ever.’


Enough said.

Ironman Lake Placid 2013 – The Experience

… And more than one week after going to Lake Placid to train and volunteer for the Ironman, I finally have the final recap to share.  Hey, life happens.


First, you can’t talk about the Adirondacks without mentioning how breathtaking it is—greenery everywhere, blue skies (and Mirror Lake), plus its atmosphere seems calm, relaxed, and peaceful.  Basically, it’s the polar opposite of New York City.  Not to mention Placid is a triathlete’s Mecca thanks to plenty of places to swim, bike, and run.  By the second day there, I felt like I was home.  Is it too early to start thinking about retirement?  Ha!


Two, even though my teammates and I were there to train and race, we had so much fun hanging out together.  Sure, we see each other nearly every day at practice, but sweating for a few hours is much different than chilling for five days.  Plus, this weekend allowed me to experience the fun part of triathlon again.  Don’t get me wrong.  I absolutely love training, and my season has gone well, but there have been pressure and expectations, which I know comes with the territory.  Aside from the New York City Triathlon, I’ve been able to rise to the occasion and perform, but in Placid, the vibe was totally different.  Being around the (non-competitive) community reignited my passion for the sport and reminded me there’s more to racing than getting on the podium.


My now-Ironman teammate had a lot to do with this calm, confident approach.  In the days leading up to the biggest endurance event of his life, he appeared to be relaxed, excited, and dialed-in (which is the exact opposite of what I’m like).  He trusted his training, and during the race, he truly savored the experience.


As you can see, he was all smiles.  Anyway, I’ve done my best to emulate his approach this week, and I can honestly say this is the calmest I’ve been before a tri.

Three, watching triathletes of all shapes, sizes, and abilities swim, bike, and run their races was so inspirational.  Both the bike and run courses are spectator-friendly, and it was so cool to see the age groupers zip by on their bikes and chip away at the marathon.  I’m at the point in my triathlon career where I can’t fathom biking 112 miles and then running 26.2, let alone doing an open marathon.  These athletes have my utmost respect.


And watching my teammate and countless others cross the finish line to those priceless words—‘You are an Ironman!’—was absolutely awe-inspiring.

Finally, it should come as no surprise that even though I did not register for Ironman Lake Placid 2014, I have decided the race will be my first Ironman.

Ironman Lake Placid 2013 – The Volunteering

Happy Monday, everyone!

Thursday’s post discussed the workouts I did in Lake Placid, and today’s post details the volunteer experience.


As you may remember, I volunteered at the Ironman Syracuse 70.3 last year and loved it, so when my teammate told me she goes to Placid every year to volunteer, I jumped at the chance to make the trip.  We spent five days in the area, and it was my first time visiting in six years.  Back during high school basketball, my team played in a tournament there.  I hadn’t heard of triathlon at the time, and we didn’t get a chance to truly explore and experience the village.  I blame the chaperones—ha!

Anyway, it took 4,000 volunteers to help the race run as smoothly as possible.  Believe it or not, the volunteers actually outnumbered the athletes! (Three thousand triathletes registered, and close to 2,700 raced.)


Serious bike envy.

A few months ago, my teammate signed us up for “gear bags out,” a shorter shift that lasted slightly less than an hour and a half.

Here’s how it worked:  After the triathletes exited the water and jogged to transition, they grabbed their bike gear bags, entered the changing tent, and made necessary clothing changes for their 112-mile ride.  Then, volunteers working inside the tents slid the bags (now filled with swim gear) back outside.


From there, 30 or so volunteers organized the bags in numerical order and then placed them back on their respective racks.


Even though our shift was short—we finished in a little less than an hour and a half—I loved being in transition; a true hot spot and high-traffic area, this location lets you see everyone coming in from the water and heading out on the bike.  Not only do you get a front-row seat of the actions, but you also get to help the triathletes—you can beat it!

Plus, completing a shorter volunteer shift gave us plenty of time to spectate!


More on that in a bit!

Have you volunteered for a race?

Write It Down, Do It Up – Week of August 4

Hi, everyone—happy Sunday!  Did you have a good weekend?  After work on Friday night, I transformed into a real girl and attended not one, but two birthday parties.  I know; I couldn’t believe it either.  And by some glorious stroke of luck (er, coffee), I managed to stay up past my normal bedtime—huge success!  Needless to say, Saturday seemed like it would never end, so I plan to keep things low-key today.

So … guess what:  The time has come!


Yep, in less than one week, I’ll be competing in a certain August race that I’ve alluded to for a while—the USA Triathlon Age Group National Championships.


There’s no question this will be the most competitive race of my triathlon career, and surprisingly, I feel calm.  For one, unlike every other tri I’ve done this year, there are basically zero expectations.  Don’t get me wrong; I want to have the best race possible, but there are no podium goals.  This will be a very humbling event, and even though I want to rise to the occasion and perform well, this trip will be all about savoring the experience.  Plus, after seeing how relaxed, loose, and strong my Ironman Lake Placid teammate looked in the days leading up to the race, I want to replicate his outlook.  He was calm and performed, whereas for New York City, I was wound up and crashed.

Here’s a rough workout schedule for this week.  Let’s Write It Down, Do It Up!

(If you’re new to WIDDIU, here’s how it works:  Every Sunday, I post my workout schedule for the week, and I invite you to do the same.  This way, we can motivate each other and hold ourselves accountable.  Sounds like a win-win, right?)

Monday – a.m. run with Full Throttle Endurance (FTE); a.m. swim

Tuesday – a.m. indoor cycle

Wednesday – a.m. brick workout with FTE—indoor cycle and run off the bike (if my coach doesn’t veto my brick)

Thursday – off/travel to Milwaukee

Friday – easy swim, easy bike, maybe an easy run (at my coach’s discretion)

Saturday – USAT Age Group National Championships

Sunday – off/travel back to NYC

During the week leading up to a race or big event, are you calm, cool, and collected, or bouncing off the wall?

Ironman Lake Placid 2013 – The Workouts

Hiya, friends!  As promised, here’s the first of a few recaps from my trip to Lake Placid this past weekend.


One of my teammates completed the 2.4-mile swim, 112-mile bike, and 26.2-mile run, and another volunteered and spectated with me.  The three of us made the five-hour drive from New York City to Lake Placid Thursday morning, and we agreed heading up earlier would be better; this was confirmed when my soon-to-be Ironman teammate whizzed through paperwork, packet pick up, weigh in, etc. once we arrived.  More on that in a later post.  Here’s what my workouts looked like:

Thursday – Rest/pack/assemble bike rack.  My teammate who wasn’t racing and I must’ve been quite the sight: two girls sprawled out on a side street trying to put together a bike rack.  We eventually figured it out, though!

Friday – One loop of the swim course (1.2 miles) in Mirror Lake and 50 minutes on the run course.

Oh my gosh.  Words cannot begin to describe how much I loved these workouts.


Want to know why it’s called Mirror Lake?  Because you can always see the bottom.  This swim was the farthest one I’ve officially completed in open water, and I soaked it all in; the calm water, the shining sun, and the breathtaking scenery when I sighted (which wasn’t that often because the buoys are attached to a silver wire that lines the bottom of the lake, so as long as you follow the wire, you’ll stay on course).


Prior to this trip, I knew Lake Placid would be my first Ironman (in about 10 years maybe, ha!), and after the swim, there was no question.

Afterward, I headed out for a 50-minute run on part of the marathon course.  Again, oh my gosh:  running with mountains in the distance and under a clear blue sky—can you ask for anything better?  I probably looked like the biggest goon ever because I couldn’t stop smiling!  Like the swim, it was incredibly therapeutic and reconfirmed my desire to do this race.

Saturday – One loop of the bike course (~56 miles).

This Lake Placid long weekend resulted in two personal distance records:  my longest OWS and my farthest bike ride yet—about 56 miles thanks to one loop of the Ironman bike course. (There are a few lollypop turns, but my teammate and I didn’t do all of them; we guessed our total mileage was in the 50-54 ballpark.)


Going into this ride, my teammate and I decided to do it for fun, so we wouldn’t push the pace, we’d take breaks when needed, etc.


Ride fueled by PowerBar, ha!

We also planned to chalk the course, so we knew we’d be stopping at least four times.


My teammate’s nickname is “Double D” or “DD” for short.


Goofing off, ha!

Although the swim and run tempted me to sign up for the 2014 race, the bike proved to be a reality check.  Overall, it’s the discipline where I have the most room for improvement, and this course cannot be taken lightly—it’s tough, it’s hilly, and the wind can play a huge factor.  For any Ironman race, if you don’t respect the course and the distance, you’ll pay for it, and if you don’t pace the Lake Placid bike portion the right way, then you’ll definitely blow up later.  Even though I enjoyed the ride, it’s safe to say at this point, I’m not ready mentally or physically to make the jump to long-course events, which is totally OK.

Sunday – Rest/volunteer/spectate.

Detailed post to come, but wow, what an incredibly inspiring day!  My teammate finished in 12 hours and 11 minutes, which is an impressive time for his first Ironman and for this course.

Monday – One loop of the swim course with some easy/solid intervals.

I had to get back in the water one last time.  Even though I enjoyed Friday’s swim, this outing meant so much more after seeing the race.  Yeah, Ironman Lake Placid will definitely happen one day.

After watching or volunteering for a race, have you been tempted to sign up?