Back in June, my friend Ann invited me to do a 50K trail race with her at the end of September. It would be in Massachusetts, very near where she lives, and it fell on her birthday. The timing wasn’t great because it was three weeks after Ironman Wisconsin and one week after my Colin’s Hope 10K swim, but I jumped at the chance to sign up because it would give me a chance to (a) meet a new goal that I’d been considering, (b) visit a place I love that I hadn’t been to in quite a while, and (c) celebrate a dear friend I hadn’t seen in nearly two years since we ran in Maine together. I couldn’t pass up all of that! So last Thursday, I flew out and on Saturday, we ran. And oh my goodness, it was a hard, hard thing. Continue reading
The trip was damn near perfect. Our flights were on time. Our hotel room got upgraded to a massive corner room with a capitol view. We made some cool new friends in our hotel. We got to hang out with teammates from home. We ate well and slept well. We got to see Taliesen, Frank Lloyd Wright’s home in Spring Green, Wisconsin. And we had easy flights home. Mixed into all that was a race – my seventh Ironman – and while it wasn’t perfect, it, too, was pretty spectacular. Continue reading
It wasn’t supposed to happen. When the captain of Ranch Road 1 informed the members of the original team (from 2013) late last year that we had an admission to the event for 2017, I passed. I didn’t want to pass, but I felt like I should because the timing wasn’t good for me. Doing an out-of-town 30+ hour overnight relay two weeks before Ironman Wisconsin felt irresponsible towards my Ironman effort. I was supposed to bike 100 miles this weekend and then begin my taper, not exhaust myself on a fun and social effort. But then a couple of months ago, that same captain told me that someone had dropped out and invited me to reconsider the decision. So I did. It still felt irresponsible, but I decided to make it work. And I’m so glad I did. Continue reading
Mid-February, life took a crazy turn, and I ended up running for office in my city. It was a delightful, hectic and successful experience, so now I’m adjusting to my new position on city council and finding my new routine, which I hope will include returning to this space.
Of note, I raced Ironman 70.3 Santa Rosa this weekend and had a personal best! I had considered not racing because I felt under-trained after having missed so many workouts during my campaign, but the weather in Santa Rosa was perfect for racing, so I decided to give it a try. I’m so glad I did. Continue reading
In the rain, Dave and I drove up to Russell Park on Lake Georgetown for the Bruises and Bandages trail race with Trailhead Running. Since 2012, I’ve spent my falls trail running, but this last fall, I was super busy at work and couldn’t make Tuesday night runs work, so I’ve been off the trails for a while. I did the first race of my favorite trail series in November, but I hadn’t been running regularly – or at all, really – on trails. The November course was particularly challenging, so I struggled. Today, the course was more doable. It felt great to be out on the trails again. Continue reading
Dave and I arrived in Madison to learn that I’d booked the car for the wrong time. Rather than wait three hours for our car, we picked up a more expensive rental – a minivan of all things. And then we turned to pick up my suitcase, which had already been cleared from baggage claim, so we had to hunt down an agent and find out where it had gone. In a matter of minutes after landing in Wisconsin, I had two whammies against me, and I thought, “Oh no. This does not bode well for my race.” And it got worse from there. Continue reading
Some friends and I just spent a gorgeous and wonderful weekend in Northern California. We ran the Avenue of the Giants Half Marathon, gushed about our surroundings, and enjoyed our time together. It was lovely to do a race in a new place with old friends. Here we are at the start of the race. Continue reading