Trail Running.

I’m still riding this wave of training for fun and not because I have a race coming up. I do have some races coming up, but they are runs, not triathlons, and with my Ironman experiences, I pretty much feel like I can up and do damn near any race distance on just a base level of fitness. That sounds arrogant, I know, but I’ve learned that racing is largely mental, and my head has carried me through quite a few times. To push myself a bit this winter, I’ve signed up for a 50K trail race. That’s a whole new playing field for me, and it will be a challenge even if I’m at my fittest. Between the uneven surface and it being the longest distance I will ever have done on foot, I’ll need to be ready mentally and physically. To me, that’s super exciting. Continue reading

Ghosts of Tennis Past.

This weekend, I spent time with people from my tennis past. One of my former coaches was in town. He gathered some of his players for a tournament that was affected by the weather we’ve been having. Storms. Major storms. Floods. Even tornado warnings. I would have spent more time out at the club on Monday, cheering and reconnecting with some people from my junior tennis days, but the rains came, so I hunkered down at home. That gave me a lot of time to think about whether tennis can or should be part of my future. Continue reading

On the Road Again (an MS 150 Race Report).

Our weather has been so funky in Austin that I haven’t been out on my bike much. I’ve done a lot of work on a trainer, but I’ve done very little road riding. It’s been cold and rainy much of the winter. This weekend was no exception. This week it rained so much that on Friday afternoon, just as Dave and I were heading out to meet our team for the drive to Houston for our two-day ride, we got an email saying that Day 1 of the ride was cancelled due to rain. There went my 100-mile day. All that remained was to figure out whether Day 2 would happen. Continue reading

Awesome Spring Break.

I don’t have kids, but the week felt like spring break even to me because so many were out of the office this week. I took Wednesday off and then learned late in the day that our office would close on Friday. That made for a super light week of work. The breather at work matched up nicely with my first week of training at the Austin Aquatics and Sports Academy. I managed nine workouts in five days, and I loved every minute of it. Here’s how it went: Continue reading

Inner Ramblings on a Long Run.

The weather pleasantly surprised us for yesterday’s 18.6 mile run. It was cold and drizzly at the start, but the rain cleared, and it ended up being beautiful running weather. Although I saw some of my friends at the start, I ran the race entirely alone because Kerry was running a different distance, and I wasn’t able to connect with Jenny beforehand. (It wouldn’t have mattered if I had. She’s quite a bit faster than I am.) Running alone for a long distance is something I haven’t done in a while. I discovered that I’m still good at being in my head for a few hours at a time. And what I heard in my own head made me realize that I have lots of other work to do. Continue reading

A Good Cold Run.

I did my first run after another week of being sick. It was in the low 40s, so I bundled up – long pants, three layers on top, a hat and gloves – and I ran four miles in my neighborhood. My only goal was to keep running, and I managed to do that and feel pretty good. When I was sick for nearly two weeks a month or so ago, I could only manage a run/walk when I got back on my feet, so I’m thrilled with a steady run on my first time out. An entire week without physical activity of any kind is just too much. Continue reading

Interrupted.

A few weeks ago, I wrote about a book I was reading. It was Interrupted, When Jesus Wrecks Your Comfortable Christianity by Jen Hatmaker. I wrote:

I feel like I’m on the verge of something huge that will be the hardest thing I’ve ever done and the best thing I’ve ever done. That’s what Africa felt like to me, but this feels bigger. It feels bigger than climbing a mountain or finishing a race. I don’t know yet precisely what it is, but I know that it’ll be more huge and more difficult and more rewarding all at the same time. This book is somewhat about that experience for Jen.

When I wrote that post on July 25, I knew Dave was on the verge of moving from Iowa to Texas to be with me. What I didn’t know was that he would propose on August 2. I’m guessing that the huge, difficult and rewarding thing that I was anticipating is my marriage. Perhaps? Continue reading