Making a Comeback!!

I promised myself in January that I would write a blog post at least once a week. I designated that one day to be Sundays. I was doing really well until I took a break over the summer but now I am trying to work on this promise again.

So this week included some work travel, early morning runs, a discovery and a bit of a comeback.

The last three weeks, since the 70.3 have been rough. Some called it post race depression others said it was my body trying to recover. I called it a funk...no matter what you call it, it wasn't fun, I had to learn to listen to my body and give it what it needed. On some days all it needed was rest. For the first time this weekend on both Saturday and Sunday I felt like I was back to my old self.

Earlier this week I was in DC for week. I had some meetings and an event so I had to get my run in very early. I headed out of my hotel not far from Dupont Circle and headed to the National Mall. I headed out long before the sun came up and was back to my hotel just after it came up. I ran through Washington Square, George Washington University's campus, by the White House, and down to the Mall. It was peaceful so early in the morning. Somewhat the calm before the storm since there was so much happening up on the Hill that day. I love to go out for runs in large cities early in the morning before there is too much traffic and the tourist leave their hotel rooms. It's also nice to check the workout off the list before the day begins!!

I also discovered something about myself after looking at a pattern of events in my life. What I discovered really shouldn't have taken rocket science but sometimes I have to be hit over the head in order to figure things out. Post bariatric surgery I was told by the nutritionist that I need to limit the intake of sugar. I need to read labels and make sure that I am not taking in more than 10 grams of sugar per item of food. Prior to the surgery I was NEVER a BIG sweet eater. Sure I loved oatmeal cookies with raisins but who doesn't? I never craved chocolate or other items like that I was more into chips and pasta. Since the surgery I rarely eat pasta and I never have a desire for chips. However, for some reason I am want sweets and desserts. If I give in it is hard to stop. Lately, I have been giving in a lot and I need to stop. The pattern that I discovered is, if I end up eating food full of sugar or eat too much sugary foods I end up sick the next day. As a result it is affecting my workouts. The food isn't affecting my workouts based on the lack of nutritional value it is affecting my morning workouts. Due to the fact that I don't feel well after eating too much sugar, I don't feel like working out in the morning. I need to avoid eating this evil and make a commitment to this goal.

I have always worked at making this blog an honest place...honest with myself and honest with you. So here is my goal. For the next 31 days (the month of October) I will avoid candy/desserts and start reading the food labels again. I can't afford to miss my morning workouts because of my stupidity when it comes to my body's reaction to sugar. Tomorrow is Day one and October 1!!

So for the last three weeks I have been struggling to get back into a groove since completing the 70.3. My body has been tired and my runs have not been going well. This weekend I finally felt like myself again. I ran the longest I have run since the 70.3 and it felt great. I was hoping for a sub 12 minute mile overall. It didn't happen but I was happy with how things went today. I think I am back! I was getting nervous that I wouldn't have gotten out of this funk or "post event depression".Tomorrow I am back on the bike and it will be nice to spin the legs on the bike trainer.

I wanted to share this picture with you. It is one of the ones I ordered from the Ironman 70.3 Lake Placid. This picture was taken right before I entered the Olympic Oval to make my way to the finish line. It made me laugh and excited all at the same time. You can't tell from this picture but both feet are actually off the ground. My friend Cheryl is running along the street next to me cheering me on. I was telling her to stop or she would make me cry before I entered the oval. As I yelled that too her the photographer, sitting on the ground, began to laugh and had to stop taking pictures!! It was a a great day!!

I have been so naive...

It has been two weeks since the Lake Placid 70.3 and I have been so tired and not feeling 100%. I have not been able to figure it out until this weekend when my coach and a friend of mine both said that I could still be recovering from the race. I found this strange since I was still able to workout without being in pain and I thought I was recovered the Wednesday post race when I could stand-up, sit-down, and move without my body hurting. Obviously I was wrong.

As many of you know I now am faithful to my morning workouts but that has not always been the case. I had to train myself to get up in the morning. Well lately I have been hitting the snooze button too often or falling back to sleep after the alarm has gone out. I have been questioning this rut that I have been in fighting the alarm clock. However, when I think about it, it started after the race.

I have been completing my workouts but I have been fighting being tired or wanting to do them at all. I have put some workouts off, bitched and moaned about doing them, but I have gotten them done...just not with a lot of flash and flare.

Today I woke up very sick, stomach upset, and not feeling well at all. I ended up back in bed for another 2+ hours and by the time I got up the last thing I wanted to do was eat let alone go out and run 14 miles. I waited a few hours, had some toast and attempted a run. I didn't get the 14 miles I was supposed to but did complete 5 miles.

I am not expecting praise for this workout. I just had a learning moment this weekend. My body needs time to recover. I need to let it do its thing...I just hope it decides quickly that it is recovered and ready to go...I have things to do!!

This picture is an example of when I put off and bitched and moaned about a workout. I had to do six 1/2 mile repeats. Oh I did not want to do them...didn't get them done in the morning so I had to dig down deep and get them done after work. I did it...didn't enjoy it...but I did it. Now they are back on my schedule for this week...UGH!!!

What I did over my summer vacation...

I know, I know...I haven't been around. I started this blog at the end of August but never finished it. I need to get more consistent in my writing. I took a bit of a hiatus over the last three months. I promised I would write every Sunday but between school, work, and training by the time Sunday arrived I was too tired to write even if I had a lot to say. So since May what have I done...I have accomplished a lot this summer and I will share that with you.

June Half Marathon

1. Half Marathon in Virginia (June 2) - It was not a PR but I knocked another state off my list. I finished in 3 hours but I was ok with that because it was a very hot and humid day and one of the first I had faced for the season. I was training in very cool weather so this day threw me for a loop. It was a nice course and I finished my 15th half marathon.

2. Training in Lake Placid (4th of July) - I went up to Lake Placid for a little R&R from life and added in some training. I swam, biked and ran in the beautiful area I call Heaven. It was a very HOT trip to LP but I so enjoyed it.

Lake Placid

3. Gillie Girl (July 15) - participated in one of my favorite triathlons in the area. It is a fun day to be with friends who are competing and volunteering. Always a good time. I finished 8th in my age group!

4. Ride for Cayuga Heart Health (July 21) (50 miles) - Second year I did the Ride for Cayuga Heart Health. This year I did the 50 mile ride. I was happy with how the ride went. I finished the ride in 4 hours...had a few hi-cups along the way...dropped my chain and had some leg cramping but I managed to finish and I was happy. The leg cramping was a sign of my nutrition...a sign saying I needed to work on that. 

5. Two years post surgery - This summer marked two yeas post surgery (July 26). The honeymoon is over and the hard work has begun. My weight is down but I am stuck in one spot on the scale I would love to lose 15 more pounds and it is hard. The surgery fixes the stomach but old habits and negative talk don't go away...you need to work at it!!

2 years post surgery

6. 50 mile ride around Skaneateles Lake (August) - This ride was an accomplishment. This ride accomplished two things...I completed another 50 mile ride and I did something that terrified me. I rode around Skaneateles Lake (and all of its hills) by myself and I survived. I was so nervous but I did it!!

7. Cleveland August 12 - I competed in the USA Triathlon National Championships - Sprint. It was a fabulous weekend and I had such a good time. I was happy with my time and how I felt. The weekend intimidated me with all the athletes around me but I look forward to someday going back!!

8. Cazenovia Triathlon August 26 - 1st in my age group - yes you read that correctly. The Cazenovia Triathlon was my second triathlon in 2001, which happened to be the Caz Tri's first year. This event holds a special place in my heart. I have always done the sprint race but this year I decided to do the Olympic Distance. It is a tough race but I did it and came in first in my age group...why...because I showed up!!

Waiting for the race to start - post warmup

Age Group - First Place

Lake Placid Ironman 70.3 - Race Recap (1 week ago)

Finished!!

I promised myself that I would finish this tonight (1 week later).

One week ago I completed the Ironman 70.3 in Lake Placid! One week after the race and I am still walking 10 feet off the ground. Things that have surprised me as a result of last weekend; I am still hungry every day. The sore muscles went away by Wednesday but I have been soooo TIRED!! I need extra sleep and that has been throwing my daily schedule off! Below is a race report or a review of the whole weekend. So many emotions!

On Sunday, September 9, I completed the Lake Placid 70.3 Ironman. Not an easy feat but one I have been working towards since 2012. I crossed the finish line of another 70.3 in 2012, the Ironman 70.3 in Syracuse, but did not officially finish due to the fact I did not complete it in 8 1/2 hours. It was a rough day but that is behind me now and today I am a totally different person.

I digress...Let's not focus on the past let me tell you about my day in Lake Placid, also known as my happy place or the most magical place on earth. How can it not be, Miracles happen here!!

As I said this finish has been 6 years in the making...after crossing the finish line in Syracuse, knowing what a rough day it was, I said I was one and done. But deep down inside I knew I had to prove to myself that I could do this. Yes, it took 6 years, 1 bariatric surgery and a lot of soul searching but it happened. Two years ago when I had my bariatric weight loss surgery in 2016 I knew what I wanted and I put this distance on my radar. Of course the good Lord wasn't going to make this easy...he was going to make sure I earned that medal!

Leading up to race day, I had to continuously convince myself that I could do this race. I was not the same person I was 6 years ago. I was a stronger athlete and person. I knew I could handle the swim, that has always been the easy part for me, but I had to get through the bike course. And of course Lake Placid and the Adirondacks are not flat. Every triathlete has a strength and a weakness, my weakness is the bike. I can do the endurance, I am just not fast or a strong climber. I struggle so much but I was determined. I needed to be off the bike and through transition 5 1/2 hours from the time I entered the water in order to have a comfortable run. To say I was terrified about all of this was an understatement. If I completed the bike in the time I told myself I knew I would have plenty of time to complete the run as long as there were no huge disasters.

As the day of the race grew closer I looked at the weather forecast every day, several times a day. And it was changing constantly. At one point they were predicting 50% chance of rain, which would not have gone in my favor. This of course was out of my control and there was nothing I could do about it. But the weather God's had different plans and the rain was reduced to a 10% chance but the low was going to be in the 30s. So the packing plan for the weekend and race day changed. I had to bring extra layers and be prepared to be very cold.

On Friday I headed up to Lake Placid with my friend Mary Lou ready to attack this race (or at least that is what I kept telling myself). My plan was to pickup my race packet, do a little shopping, have diner, and try to relax and get a good night's sleep. Packet pickup was quite calm. Things went smoothly as I saw my race number in print for the first time. Things were getting real.

After a great night's sleep Saturday was upon me and my pre-race plan was to commence. First things first I had to get a quick run in to loosen the muscles. I also see this a great way to burn off some anxiety. Step two and the most important thing on the agenda...PANCAKES DAY!!! The morning before a race, I indulge in pancakes. It is a treat for me but most importantly it is a high carbo loading meal for the next day. I only make pancakes before races so I look forward to this morning and so far it hasn't disappointed me.

Following my pancake breakfast I headed out for a quick ride. I needed to go through my gears and make sure everything was working smoothly. During this time I was waiting for two other friends to arrive in Lake Placid. My friend Cheryl and Emily. Cheryl was arriving in the morning so she could join me as I racked my bike in transition, went to the athlete meeting and took a ride (in the car) around the bike course.

It can be quite intimidating to enter transition, seeing the 1000s and 1000s of dollars worth of bikes and how confident other athletes look compared to how I feel! Everything thing we did that Saturday, we checked off the list and put me one step closer to the starting line! Oh how nervous I was becoming!! It was getting colder and as I said earlier I had to rethink the race plan to include several layers!!

My wonderful friends kept me calm and laughing. They have been in my shoes before and they knew what I was feeling. I am so grateful to them and all that they did for me.

After an evening of dinner, getting everything ready for the next morning, and my friend Emily arriving...the morning was finally here. It was 33 degrees outside, the coldest start in Ironman history...40 years of this race and I have to pick one of the coldest starts. The water temperature was above 70 degrees and the lake felt like bath water. I got into my wet-suit, and started my warm-up in the water. Once I got into the water I didn't want to get out. Thank God the organizers let us stay in until our swim time was ready to go.

At about 7:40 my corral was ready to enter the water. I started to swim and found myself on the cable, I didn't want to be there but somehow it happened and I just stayed there. By the time I hit the first turn in the water I looked at my watch and I was there in less than 20 minutes...I thought something was wrong with my watch. I finished the 1.2 mile swim in 40 minutes. I was in shock. Even though it was cold I decided to use the wet-suit strippers to get out of the wet-suit easily. From the swim exit to transition was about a 1/4 mile run. This run is included in your transition time and knowing how many layers I had to put on, this transition could take me some time. In the end I was out of transition in less than 10 minutes which was great.

Cold or Terrified??

Swim warm-up

So in less than 50 minutes I was out on the bike. I was facing 56 miles of long climbs, long descents, cold temperatures, and being a bit nervous. Before the race started my friend Cheryl looked me in the eye and said "things in motion, stay in motion". This became my mantra as I climbed the hills. One by one the miles went by me and before I knew it I was beyond Keene Valley and at the first aide station. I had gotten through the large climbs that I feared and the very long descent into Keene. I knew there was a lot more to come but 1/3 of this ride was over!!

As I continued my mantra, I found myself relaxing on the bike and actually feeling pretty strong (for me). The things I had to focus on was taking in my fuel. Things were going well until the last 90 minutes of the ride. I just couldn't eat anymore peanut butter sandwiches...since the bariatric surgery I have had to become creative in how I get enough calories into my body. The stomach wasn't feeling well but I rode into transition in the time I wanted to finish the bike. On to the run!

I was getting nervous again. This is where I lost it 6 years ago and my stomach was not feeling great after the bike. The one good thing going for me was I had 3 hours to complete the run, which is what I wanted. For the first hour of the 13.1 miles I sipped water and ate a few pretzels at each water stop. Once I was beyond those first 5 miles the stomach was settled and I could focus on finishing the run...8 miles to go. One by one the miles went by. With three miles to go, Mary Lou, Cheryl, and Emily were waiting for me. Cheryl started to run with me and instructed me to hold the pace I had and focus on the finish. I had two big climbs ahead of me as I went into town, a mile out and back and then into transition! At that point I think I had about 45 minutes left in my allotted time. I looked at Cheryl and told her I was doing this and off I went!! I walked up the hills, headed out on the brief out and back and caught up with a guy from Canada. He was getting confused about the half marathon distance miles vs. Kilometers. After talking with him and explaining where we were in miles I was heading to the finish line. I had less than a mile to go!! As I hit the corner right before I entered the Olympic Oval...there was my friend Cheryl cheering me on. At that moment the emotions started. My goal was to finish, finish strong, and I didn't care if it was 8 hours, 29 minutes and 59 seconds...I finished, feeling strong, and with 4 minutes and 10 seconds to spare!! I earned that medal they wrapped around my neck!!

It was a great day, cold but a great day. I owe so much to these beautiful women who were there to cheer me on, to be my sherpas, and to be my personal photographers!! I am blessed to have them in my life and on my side.

I took the picture on the right with my snapchat account. This is the filter that came up near transition. I found it fitting. Yes, to some this goal may seem crazy but the feeling you get when you accomplish it is priceless...now it is my goal to make this dream a bit bigger!!

This rock is right by the swim start of the Ironman course in Lake Placid. I have been to Lake Placid too many times to count but I could never bring myself to take a picture by this rock. Until now...the 70.3 is behind me but the full Ironman is in front of me!! in 10 1/2 months I will be back on the start line ready to attack 140.6 miles. It may seem crazy but I am ready to attempt it!!

Swim, bike, run...things in motion stay in motion!!!

Bring it on!!

(Sorry for the long length)!