tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9424489747955386412024-02-07T13:40:20.919-08:00Hailey in TrainingThe tales of a gal loving life and loving triathlon. From California to Kona and everything in-between.Mark Manninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03017870690569009160noreply@blogger.comBlogger109125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942448974795538641.post-36383659662630247372017-11-25T13:32:00.002-08:002017-11-25T13:56:12.685-08:00Black Friday Deals #3<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">So many deals, so little posting space! I think this is my third installation in Black Friday Deals from some of my fave #supersupporters Since Black Friday turns into all weekend long, these deals are still live and are THE BEST prices you will find on this gear. Yes, these are all my sponsors, but earth to people...I wouldn't promote the product if I didn't absolutely LOVE it. Feel free to ping me if you have questions on any specific product! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: magenta;">1. </span><a href="https://www.normatecrecovery.com/shop/"><span style="color: cyan;">NormaTec</span></a><span style="color: magenta;">- Best pricing of the year...$150 off right now & free shipping PLUS if you use my code </span><span style="color: magenta; font-size: 17px; white-space: pre-wrap;">COEUR100</span><span style="color: magenta;"> for $100, that is ADDITIONAL. Your legs will thank you, I promise! Can you say wine in hand while legs are being compressed? Pfft...who does that?!! #seriousathletesthatswho</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: magenta;">2. </span><span style="color: cyan;">Inside Tracker</span><span style="color: magenta;">- I've written a blog on this amazing service </span><a href="http://haileyintraining.blogspot.com/2017/10/in-my-happy-place-kona-istarted-working.html" style="color: magenta;">here</a><span style="color: magenta;"> if you use code </span><span style="color: #1d2129;">THANKSCOEUR you'll get $200 off of their Ultimate test. Use the link here to take you directly to their page- code is live through Monday the 27th. </span><a data-ft="{"tn":"-U"}" data-lynx-mode="async" data-lynx-uri="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.insidetracker.com%2Fqr%2Fonboarding%2FTHANKSCOEUR&h=ATPTRjxvoGLa_zTfkPjFKd6mImEDui_Fj0LBpgqXa_Q0KyRoisKMxs4CJAdcmx7EyILx4H7nBcjAUte2qyZFc3TO_BwDiAfMh6gj1BezXxsIQBoiLf4Xdaz1O6EJyMtZpYgO_tUKFmTxwuNCYCdeuEUVnjoFO865l0D6wXllfE6Cs9kh1HQRvBeAjctDDu8wTTiyn6mYTNFb2_ZcDSTzqho17t6oVZDazUfz78Y8hfgPZ8GsXkO8AX6OoeDrQhjp9AIxgMwGJFQB0F30iSJc_Z1s18c" href="https://www.insidetracker.com/qr/onboarding/THANKSCOEUR" rel="noopener nofollow" style="cursor: pointer;" target="_blank"><span style="color: cyan;">https://www.insidetracker.com/qr/onboarding/THANKSCOEUR</span></a><span style="color: #1d2129;"> </span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="color: magenta; display: inline;">Anyone who uses this code will be entered to win one of four Garmin Forerunner 935’s</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="color: magenta; display: inline; font-size: 14px;">. </span></span></span><br />
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<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: magenta;">3. </span><a href="https://www.coeursports.com/"><span style="color: cyan;">Coeur Sports clothing</span></a><span style="color: magenta;">...obviously!! The best, the most fashionable and the LEAST chafing. Leading to many happy kitties. 30% off through the weekend using code TURKEYDAZE Tell your significant other what's on your list and have them BUY, this is the only discount we do each year! </span></span></span></span><br />
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<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: magenta;">4. </span><a href="https://www.bt-nutrition.com/"><span style="color: cyan;">BT Nutrition</span></a><span style="color: magenta;">- Famous for using the amazing Dr. Stacy Sims' science, this is what I have been loving over the past year for hydration. The pineapple flavor is my fave! This is hydration in your pockets and is NOT sugary so none of that mid-race stomach bloat. Use CYBER17 for free shipping on all orders over $75. </span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: medium;"><span style="background: transparent;">I
started working with Inside Tracker in 2015 (2nd year I got on the
podium at Ironman World Championships) and have been testing with
them ever since. My initial reason to test was that in 2013, I
had an AWFUL race at IMTX and could not figure out what happened.
Turned out, I had low iron, which is so common for women who
run...did you know running physically breaks the iron in your body
and that is how we lose some? Yah...so, obviously I am not a
Dr. and I am a big advocate of asking for help where I am not the
expert. And since I always want to get THE most out of myself,
I turned to InsideTracker for help. This year, they came on
board as a team sponsor to Coeur. The results have been eye opening
for some of our gals (gals- I don't find this term at ALL
offensive...if you want to insert women, go for it), and we wanted to
share it here. I'm going to highlight my results as well as
that of two of our other Kona qualifiers, Noga Ruttenberg and Leyla
Porteous.</span></span></span></div>
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Hailey's
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: medium;"><span style="background: transparent;">It
was great to be able to track my iron progress as that was the one
area I was honed in on since I had had an issue in the past. i
was able to see at what level I needed to supplement and even talk
with the scientists at IT on when was OK to step my supplementation
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also always thought that I was a huge proponent of recovery, but my
creatine kinase levels were high. This is an indicator that we
are training hard and it can lead to muscle breakdown. So we
want to train hard but recover so we can actually adapt to the hard
training. I have always focused on nailing a high amount of
protein (75-100g) per day for my weight. I was able to confirm
with IT that on those tough days, I need to get to 100 for SURE to
help my CK levels go down and my body really adapt and absorb that
training.</span></span></span></span></div>
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are many other markers to pay attention two, but these were my two
AHA! moments with IT and I am so thankful for their help!</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: magenta; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14pt;">The
biggest thing that I got out of the testing is taking out the guess
work on supplements, and really seeing how the training impacts on
stress levels and then being able to actually take measures to manage
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: medium;"><span style="background: transparent;">From
the first test I picked up quite a few things that I have made
permanent changes to in my diet which are:</span></span></span></div>
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adding in a daily Omega 3&6 supplement and also having more
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no alcohol (eek - I know right)</span></span></span></div>
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adding in a Vitamin B12 supplement - really noticed my energy
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Adding Vitamin B</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: medium;"><span style="background: transparent;">On
another note the test helped identify that I have developed and now
showing the symptoms of hereditary high HDL cholesterol which my own
body creates (not dietary or due to weight and lifestyle etc)..so
this is something I am doing a bit more homework on on how to manage
as I don't want to be on cholesterol medications. I also picked up a
bit of a hormonal issue that was affecting my ability to utilize
testosterone for recovery - and again this one is a work in progress
but second test showed improvements (thinking the addition of the
healthy fats has helped this).</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times";"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="background: transparent;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: inherit;">I
began my testing with Inside Tracker in March of this year. I was
very excited to see what would come back. Some of the results
were as expected but I was amazed at some of the areas which
showed I needed work:</span></span></span></span></div>
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For
years, doctors have told me my B12, Calcium and Vitamin D levels were
low and my cholesterol needed work. Inside Tracker confirmed
those findings. What was surprising, however, was how low I was
in testosterone, how inflated my marker was for
inflammation throughout the body and how low my cortisol levels
were. Knowing that improving these things would help improve my
performance was motivating, but knowing my “internal age”,
as suggested by Inside Tracker, was the kick I needed to heed my
doctor’s and Inside Tracker’s advice. In March, my inner age
was about 7 years younger than my chronological age. Shy of telling
me that I actually looked like I was in my 30s, this was the
best news! Additionally, InsideTracker gives an internal age
rage within which you can fall (from the worst possible scenario to
the optimal scenario). They gave me an optimal scenario that
puts my inner age in the late 20s. Of course I was going to
strive to achieve that.</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times";"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: medium;"><span style="background: transparent;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Despite
having heard doctors tell me many times I should take a daily
multivitamin as well as calcium plus vitamin D supplements, I
finally began taking them when I thought they would improve my
Inside Tracker results. I listened to the advice of Inside Tracker to
get more sleep and rest (which would improve my cortisol levels)
and I added, soy beans, chia and granola to my diet to help
reduce inflammation. It seemed to have worked because my July test
results revealed my inner age to be 32.7, an 11.4 year
difference from my chronological age! Being the old lady in my
age group (F40-44) at races doesn’t help my confidence, but having
the knowledge that my internal body functions as well as a
32-year- old certainly helps me believe </span></span></span></span><span style="color: magenta; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14pt;">I can
push harder and that I can compete with these crazy fast, young
40-year- olds. In fact, I</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: medium;"><span style="background: transparent;">used
that knowledge at the 70.3 World Championships to help me PR in the
run portion of the</span></span></span></div>
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I couldn’t believe I could actually PR anything at 44. I ended up
in 9th place and, while I </span></span></span><span style="color: magenta; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14pt;">had
hoped for better, I couldn’t resist the urge to check the ages of
all the finishers around me. </span><span style="color: magenta; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14pt;">I
was the oldest finisher in the top 10 of my age-group (by at least a
couple of years) and I do </span><span style="color: magenta; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14pt;">feel
like I owe Inside Tracker for arming me with the knowledge that my
age will not hold me </span><span style="color: magenta; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14pt;">back
(to the extent I sometimes let it).</span></div>
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haileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18331247855307605241noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942448974795538641.post-42932560424470292192017-01-31T08:18:00.000-08:002017-01-31T08:20:06.022-08:00One sport wonder<div class="MsoPlainText">
So if you've been following along with the #blogsquad
themes, last week, we assigned a topic to another gal and this week, we are to
chose one of those 7 questions and answer it ourselves. I'm not sure if there's a rule against
answering your own question, but if so, I'm about to break it. Last week I asked Liz, "if you could do
one (tri) sport for the rest of your life, which one would it be and why. Also, what have been your fave event that
you've done in that sport, and what is still on your list to do. Liz and I must
be total opposites, as she had great reasons to love each sport and landed on
jack of all trades, master of none. <o:p></o:p><br />
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Check out these lovely ladies' blogs and see what they chose! <a href="http://sweetsweatlife.com/">Erin Klegstad</a>,<a href="http://www.somethinglaurel.com/"> Laurel Richardson</a>, <a href="https://lizcullen.com/">Lizzie Cullen</a>, <a href="https://christinecogger.com/">Christine Cogger</a>, <a href="https://fitandfeminist.com/">Caitlin Constantine</a>, <a href="http://thehippietriathlete.com/">Jennifer Ward</a> and <a href="http://thepumpkinsdiary.wordpress.com/">Elizabeth Rich</a></div>
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I've thought about this one a lot over the years, and
hands down, it would be biking. I think
swimming is the easiest on your body and might have better longevity, but it's
not that social, and my husband doesn't swim much, so it won't ever be
something we can do together. Running
has always been my weakest link and is always the sport I will neglect the most
in the off season. It beats my body up
the most (Achilles issues, hamstring, etc...), and it is the sport that
honestly, gives me the least pleasure. I
have never run an open marathon in my life and have zip, zero, zilch itch to do
one. But what about seeing how
"fast" I could run? Doesn't
really interest me. I don't put much
value on folks' open mary times, as they very rarely correlate to a post 112
mile ride marathon time. I know there is
value to running shorter races, but I will only do those in an effort to get
faster overall in triathlon. <o:p></o:p></div>
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This leaves us with biking. I think there are lots of reasons it's my
favorite. It's the sport that we grew up
doing as a family. Riding a bike over
long miles will inevitably bring out what is on your mind. I've had some of my most meaningful and
honest conversations on bikes, and I place a lot of value in that. I've also had some big fights on bike rides,
but they re usually long enough that there's time to make up ;). I dream about
taking my bike all over the world with Mark and seeing beaches and countryside
via two wheels. I love my time spent
both solo and with friends on the bike.
I'll always choose company, but sometimes a bit of alone time on the
bike is just what you need to work out the brain. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I think my fave bike memories/routes can be whittled down
to two trips. When I was young, we used
to go on TOSRV every year. This is a 210
mile, 2 day event in Ohio and you sleep overnight in a gymnasium. We would do this as a family, and I think my
first ride was when I was 12. I did it
on the back of a tandem with my sis manning the front and my mom and dad along
side. It's a flat ride, and even then, I
was competitive and we tried to hammer as best we could, while of course
stopping at the many aid stations where you can consume more food that you were
burning off! The other bike ride that I
would say is a must do, is the amateur <a href="http://www.sportive.com/cycling/524291/tour-of-flanders-sportive-2017-entries-now-open">Tour of Flanders</a>. This event takes place the day before the
Spring Classic that the pro cyclists compete in and you can do the full course
of 230k/142miles. Mark and I did this in 2011<o:p></o:p><br />
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and it was amazing. We got lucky with
amazing weather, and the amount of cyclists was just awe inspiring. Europe, really takes cycling seriously and I
love that. The route is challenging with
the wind, hills and pavé and there are extra bragging rights for those who stay
out of the smooth gutters and ride all of the pavé...I was making guttural
noises by the last section of cobblestones, and Mark and I decided it might be
a good time to ride with LESS pressure!
I was one of a small handful of women doing the whole route, so I got
extra cheers, which made it extra fun.
The course is already lined with spectators on the famous climbs who are
there in preparation of the next day.
The aid stations were filled with sweet Belgian waffles and frites at
the end. I would be remiss to not
mention my back yard. Although I don't
really love climbing, I do enjoy the views it affords, and Northern California
has some of the best riding in the world. </div>
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What is on my bucket list for cycling? I would love to do a week in Italy or France
and see some of the tour routes and even ride at the same time of the Tour de
France and do a ride/spectate combo.
Also, the wine tasting wouldn't be bad, so I suppose I could be talked
into that too! I would also like to
cycle parts of Australia and South East Asia. Both of these sections of the
world have been high on my would love to visit list for a long time, so this
would be a great way to see the world and get my bike on!<o:p></o:p></div>
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haileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18331247855307605241noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942448974795538641.post-75260241015348226322017-01-27T09:37:00.001-08:002017-01-27T09:37:57.287-08:00Failure<div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This week the #blogsquad decided to do something different and instead of all writing on the same topic, we each picked a topic for another gal. No control, say what?!! Elizabeth gave me my question and asked "has there been a time in your life where you have failed {fallen flat on your face} and now you're thankful for the lessons you have learned? And what were those lessons? - my challenge for you is to pick something non tri related". Ummmmmm, seriously, you throw this question at me and I can't use a tri example?!! Elizabeth may get the award for hardest question this week. </span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Writing about failure is hard? That can't be possible right? It's not that I've never failed, but one of my superpowers is that I forget. I mean I really forget bad experiences. You can remind me of them, and then I'll be like "oh yeah, that WAS terrible!" But then I just laugh about it and get back to whatever I'm doing. This particular skill of mine (I say skill, you say shortcoming, same dif, right?) lands me in some hot water with my husband and coach, Mark. Example: </span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">HM- what should I be doing for training, I really want to work on speed this year since I'm not doing an IM until Kona?!</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">MM: running races, the local Saturday ride... Same things I've been telling you for years...I swear, I'm a broken record. </span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Got it now? Same things happens with crappy experiences. I think it's because I like to see the sunny side of life.</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">How do you view failure? </span>Check out these lovely ladies' blogs for the rest of the theme from this week<a href="http://sweetsweatlife.com/">Erin Klegstad</a>,<a href="http://www.somethinglaurel.com/"> Laurel Richardson</a>, <a href="https://lizcullen.com/">Lizzie Cullen</a>, <a href="https://christinecogger.com/">Christine Cogger</a>, <a href="https://fitandfeminist.com/">Caitlin Constantine</a>, <a href="http://thehippietriathlete.com/">Jennifer Ward</a> and <a href="http://thepumpkinsdiary.wordpress.com/">Elizabeth Rich</a><br />
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haileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18331247855307605241noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942448974795538641.post-18273836700681009732017-01-16T17:54:00.002-08:002017-01-16T18:02:54.515-08:00Number one scarcity...time<span style="color: magenta;">The "Blog Squad"...oh yes, we have a name, is at it again this week. We're talking time management and I have not managed my time well this week and am LATE in posting this. But that means that I've had the opportunity to catch up on all the other gals' takes on this topic and have taken some notes and laughed out loud at others. <span style="font-family: inherit;">Check out the other reports here <a href="http://www.somethinglaurel.com/blog/2017/small-boob-big-dreams" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; transition: all 0.2s ease-in; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">Laurel</a><span style="background-color: white;">, </span><a href="http://sweetsweatlife.com/" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; transition: all 0.2s ease-in; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">Erin</a><span style="background-color: white;">, </span><a href="https://christinecogger.com/2017/01/14/on-time-management/" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; transition: all 0.2s ease-in; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">Christine</a><span style="background-color: white;">, </span><a href="https://lizcullen.com/" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; transition: all 0.2s ease-in; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">Liz</a><span style="background-color: white;">, </span><a href="https://fitandfeminist.com/" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; transition: all 0.2s ease-in; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">Caitlin</a><span style="background-color: white;">, <a href="http://thehippietriathlete.com/2017/01/15/about-time/">Jen </a>and </span><a href="https://thepumpkinsdiary.wordpress.com/" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; transition: all 0.2s ease-in; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">Elizabeth’s</a><span style="background-color: white;"> </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta; font-family: times;">As I was reading all of these blogs, I got to thinking about time. When we're little, it can't go by quickly enough...you want to be old enough to do X and a day takes FORever. Then as we age, suddenly time seems to shift and all of the sudden, I can't slow it down. I want to savor the moment longer, but alas, time waits for no triathlete. So here are some of the things we do to keep doing what we like as often as possible.</span><br />
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haileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18331247855307605241noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942448974795538641.post-62182500778768733612017-01-06T09:53:00.003-08:002017-01-06T09:53:37.205-08:007 in '17Wow, twice in two weeks, right? We'll see how long I can keep this (regular) blog thing going. Our little group of bloggers has me inspired <strike>and also gave me a due date</strike> so this week, we're moving on from 2016 and jumping into 2017 with 7 things we're looking forward to. If you haven't already, check out these other ladies' blogs, it's great to see how we all put our individual spin on the different topics. There's <a href="http://sweetsweatlife.com/">Erin</a>, <a href="http://thehippietriathlete.com/">Jen</a>, <a href="https://christinecogger.com/">Christine</a>, <a href="https://lizcullen.com/">Liz</a>, <a href="https://fitandfeminist.com/">Caitlin</a>, <a href="https://thepumpkinsdiary.wordpress.com/">Elizabeth</a> and<a href="http://www.somethinglaurel.com/"> Laurel</a>.<br />
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1. More yoga. I've always loved yoga and did it a lot before getting into triathlon, but it's time for a come back. I had a lot of problems with my back and hamstring last year, so I am hoping to manage it with yoga, strength and daily mobility. My fave type of yoga is HOT (of course) power yoga. I got a flashy new mat and everything, so I better stick with it!<br />
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2. Less racing. What?!! Over the last 13 months, I raced 5 Ironman races, as well as 3 (maybe more) halfs as well as other smaller, local races. That's a LOT. For the mind and the body. I'm not planning on racing an IM until Kona, and will race shorter races to build speed, but am looking forward to a few less races this year. I've been exercising for the last 6 weeks since Arizona, but I'm still not really ready to TRAIN. And for now, I'm OK with that. It's not time yet and I think after LY, a bigger rest is A-OK. Does it suck not being race fit? Absolutely, but it's not time to be race fit. Do I get grumpy on group rides when I am the lanterne rouge? For sure, but again, it's not race day, is it?<br />
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3. More trips to Hawaii. This place feeds my soul, and my sister also happens to live on Kauai. And being with her and her family also feeds my soul, so I plan on heading to the islands more this year than I did last.<br />
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4. More experiences and less things. This year, when Christmas rolled around, I couldn't think of anything I wanted save one pair of shoes. Thankfully and luckily, we have everything we want, material wise. So now, it's time to seek how to carve out more time for experiences with those I love the most. Whether it's long rides or runs with friends or trips to see family, I'd rather spend my discretionary $$ on being with those I love than a material possession. Editor's note...not that I don't enjoy shiny, new things...I CERTAINLY do.<br />
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5. Two trips to Ohio in 2017 to see two of my longest standing and best friends get married. Brandy and I used to roll around our small town BUMPIN' Biggie Smalls and The Fugees and were lifeguards t. She's come to see me race in Hawaii and now it's time for me to see her on her biggest day. And Sam, my college BF (yes, we're still good friends). He came to a remote island in the Caribbean to see me get married and now I will trek to the great land of Ohio to see him wed his amazing bride.<br />
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6. The Coast Ride. It's looking like rain next weekend...thank the good lord, as asking this butt to ride 375 miles next(!) weekend, would be a major ask right now...see #2. However, we will arrange a summer coast ride like we did last year to make up for the rained out/cold version. This is always a highlight of the year, endless (almost) hours of gal-pal talk time and views of the California Coast. <br />
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7. Ironman Kona. You had to know this would be on the list, right? This will be my 8th one, and I already dream about it! Whenever I'm feeling blue, I just whip out my phone and scroll through pics of Hawaii. Acai bowls, swimming with friends and dolphins, hot sun, and RACING! What's not to look forward to about all that?<br />
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<br />haileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18331247855307605241noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942448974795538641.post-47027689166337797082016-12-30T12:35:00.001-08:002016-12-30T17:10:56.382-08:0016 in '16When <a href="http://thehippietriathlete.com/">Jen </a>first mentioned doing an end of year blog, sort of along the trend of <a href="http://haileyintraining.blogspot.com/2015/02/100-things-about-me.html">100 Things About Me</a> (how was that nearly two years ago?!), I was immediately IN. It's fun to look back over the year, combing through pics of memories created, and taking some time to, in a society where we just get to a place and then say "what's next?!", reflect and be grateful for the past 12 months. This is a mix of things that happened in 2016 as well as the highlights...with pics of course to make it much more fun!<br />
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<li>the first fun thing of 2016 was spending New Years Eve and New Years Day with friends and family in the UK. It was cold and dreary, but seeing Mark's friends and family always makes me wish we all lived closer...in a much sunnier and warm environment ;)</li>
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<li>Throttling around the English Countryside in Mark's other wife, a 1974 Min Cooper that he restored with his mate Duncan. Her name is Polly and he goes to visit her in the UK as often as possible under the guise of business trips to Europe!</li>
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<li>Ironman Kona...duh, of course this would be close to the top ;) This year was my 7th Kona and it was my third year of swim, bike, running myself onto the Kona podium. From swims in the ocean with friends and family, to getting blown on the Queen K, Kona remains one of my most beloved places to be. </li>
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Ending the year as the #1 ranked <a href="http://www.ironman.com/triathlon/organizations/all-world-athlete/agr/2016-overall.aspx?sex=F&agegroup=35-39&loc=#axzz4U5KszkOx">All World Athlete</a> by Ironman for the 2nd year in a row :) I know it's based on how much you race, but I am pretty proud of it. </div>
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<li>Qualifying for my 8th Kona this past November at Ironman Arizona.</li>
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<li>Taking the 35-39 North American Champion Title at Ironman Texas in May. Ironman Texas has been on my list for a long time, with me racing it all but one of the years it's been in existence. </li>
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<li>Claiming my VERY FIRST overall amateur win at <a href="http://www.escapealcatraztri.com/results/2016#/results:&AthleteSearch=(Enter%20Name,%20Bib%20No.,%20or%20City)&Division=Women:1482882759442">Escape From Alcatraz</a>. This is not my typically jam as it's COLD and SHORT, which makes it an even more awesome moment of 2016 for me. </li>
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<li>Celebrating 7 years of marriage to Mark. No one tells you that being married is different to living together and that it isn't always easy. You've been warned! But it is awesome, and I can't wait to continue this life we've created together.</li>
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<li>Swimming. With. Dolphins....TWICE in one trip. This was something that I had been gagging to do every time I've been in Kona. I was only ever going to swim with them if it happened in the wild as I don't believe in paying to swim with them. And it finally happened. Thankfully the first time was by myself of of the Kona pier as when I saw them, I literally couldn't stop laughing with excitement.</li>
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<li>Getting to race in my home town of Delaware, Ohio at the Ironman 70.3 Ohio. There's something about KNOWING a course and being back home on the race course with friends and family. I got cheered on by my BIGGEST fans and longest time friends and family and it was just awesome. My dad has never gotten to see me race as traveling is tough in a wheel chair, so having him out on the course was the cherry on top.</li>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The support I get from my colleagues post IM...just WOW</td></tr>
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<li>Riding down the California Coast for two days with three amazing friends, Pia, Kayla and Erin. We missed the true Coast ride over MLK weekend due to rain so we made up for it with a GLORIOUS two days in June, complete with lots of mid-ride treats at Big Sur Bakery!</li>
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<li>Christmas in Tahoe. The cold may not be my jam, but my family is and the only thing missing was my dad. But it was AWESOME to be with my sis, my nieces, my mom and the rest of our family over Christmas. Baby girls even have #heartandcourage and can make a heart better than their Aunty.</li>
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This was a group effort so please see these lovely ladies' blogs for the rest of the theme! <a href="http://sweetsweatlife.com/">Erin Klegstad</a>,<a href="http://www.somethinglaurel.com/"> Laurel Richardson</a>, <a href="https://lizcullen.com/">Lizzie Cullen</a>, <a href="https://christinecogger.com/">Christine Cogger</a>, <a href="https://fitandfeminist.com/">Caitlin Constantine</a>, <a href="http://thehippietriathlete.com/">Jennifer Ward</a> and <a href="http://thepumpkinsdiary.wordpress.com/">Elizabeth Rich</a></div>
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haileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18331247855307605241noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942448974795538641.post-73928437986630267262016-12-01T08:44:00.003-08:002016-12-01T08:44:34.407-08:00The driest place on earthWow...so I wrote this blog and then POOF tried to save more pics to it (#yourewelcome) and it just disappeared. All of it...except the pics of course. So I've been sulking and trying to recover the post to no avail. So here goes attempt numero dos at this blog that will wrap up 2016.<br />
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Last year when I arrived in AZ, I got a nose bleed every day I was there but race day (due to figuring out my issue). This year I vowed to be pro-active and not re-active and was ARMED with Aquaphor. Didn't you know it's best use is for lubing the inside of your nose to protect against nose bleeds? Works well at altitude too ;) See why I love humidity? All of the heat of the desert, but NONE of the dryness. If I lived in AZ, I would have to get even more serious about my moisturizing game, and I already moisturize with straight up coconut oil, so not really sure where I would go next?<br />
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I got into town on Thursday night and was lucky enough to stay with <a href="http://www.coeursports.com/">Coeur Teammie</a>, Kristin for the first two nights and then with <a href="http://www.gosonja.com/">Sonja</a>, who had flown in from CA to be my Sherpa. Mark was in the UK working and let's be real, he only likes to come to IM in tropical locales ;) Pre- race was fun as there were SO many Coeur teammates racing that we got to have a dinner before the race and breakfast after. I got to catch up with old teammies and meet new ones. <br />
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I ended up staying at a hotel on Mill street so was able to walk to transition race morning which was nice...post race walk=not so nice! Sonja and I walked down to transition and I met up with <a href="http://www.jesssmithtri.com/">BFF Jess </a>who had made a BIG 'ol batch of <a href="http://haileyintraining.blogspot.com/2013/10/salty-balls.html">salty balls </a>so was giving me half a recipe. I planned on eating half balls, and half <a href="https://shop.guenergy.com/collections/energy/products/gu-energy-stroopwafel?_ga=1.176490336.456611746.1476900549">Gu wafels </a>with PB smooshed between it (it has become my new training food LOVE). I walked over to my bike after meeting with Jess put my stuff down and get to work on setting up my nutrition and pumping tires. And then I go to get the salty balls and they are GONE. Just gone. I saw a gal walk by and pick up a bag, but thought she must be picking up her own stuff as it never crossed my mind that someone would pick up MY stuff that was oh so close to me and obviously not trash or abandoned. Cue the panic. I had packed about 600 other kcals so would be way short and depending on on-course nutrition if these things didn't reappear. I found Jess and we searched and Sonja was on stand by telling me not to panic and that we would figure it out. Jess and I gave up and then all of the sudden, Jess had them in her hand, saying they were next to the dumpster at the end of the row. Awesome. OK, well at least I had my nutrition, but it didn't have me in the most relaxed pre race mood ;) See pic below with me middle right with eyes closed, cheeks blown out to the max while everyone else is smiling...<br />
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Pre-Race nutrition- 2 eggs, rice, half avocado, cold brew coffee, bottle of <a href="http://www.bt-nutrition.com/">BT Nutrition Hydration, and bottle of pre-load</a> 30min before the start. Total was about 800kcals. I had a banana and OB but I just couldn't. <br />
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Swim: 58:36 vs 58:19 LY <br />
After pushing my way to the front of the start queue, I found Kristin and a few other familiar faces and it was time to go. Though we started at the front, they were really restricting the flow into the lake with barricades and letting about 2 people in at a time. I found clean water immediately and just wanted to stay ON it as I knew that I would need as much of a lead as possible coming out of the water if I wanted to have a chance at winning and qualifying to Kona. Each time I found feet I asked myself if this draft was fast enough and if not, swam around and found the next set. The sun didn't come out the entire swim <strike>hell it didn't come out ALL day</strike> so I was pumped with my choice of the j<a href="https://www.roka.com/collections/goggles/products/f1-goggle">ade tint Roka F1's</a>. I was able to spot each buoy perfectly. Kristin and I exited at the same time and got to head out on the bike together. She's a stellar cyclist so I knew we could push each other all day.<br />
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Bike Nutrition: half recipe <a href="http://haileyintraining.blogspot.com/2013/10/salty-balls.html">salty balls</a>, 4 <a href="https://shop.guenergy.com/collections/energy/products/gu-energy-stroopwafel?_ga=1.151323644.456611746.1476900549&variant=21930289857">Gu Wafels </a>with PB in-between, 7 bottles of BT Nutrition Hydration and water....oh the water in that dry environment...you can ALWAYS drink more in AZ. <br />
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Bike: 5:14:56 vs 5:14:21 LY (notice the theme yet?)<br />
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I REALLY wanted to go under 5:14 as I think that's my PB on any IM course and thought if there was no rain, really that should be possible right? Maybe it was the wind, oh the WIND, or maybe it was racing 5 IM's in 13 months, but it just wasn't going to happen. The wind was pretty strong on the way out which <strike>not at all</strike> surprisingly seems to encourage drafting. I kept telling myself I just had to get to the top of the Beeline and then I could scream back into town. The first two laps went pretty well but I definitely felt the slowdown on the third loop. I was leading the amateur race until sometime in the third loop when Emily from 30-34 passed me like the freight train that she is on the bike. So strong! I was racing blind so not sure if it was just perception or if I really did slow (looking at splits looks like lap 2 going up the Beeline was actually the slowest). I don't ever look at power when I race but record it and usually go by HR and perception. I forgot my HR monitor at home and so that was it, perception it was! I'm really glad that this didn't throw me off. I asked Sonja if she had one and once she said no, that was it, time to just RACE. Small rant...why is it that NOT ONE dude gave me an "on your left" when passing me? It's safe and courteous...and BTW, if I pull out at the same time as you pass me that I didn't know, we're both going down...not just me, so really, it benefits us ALL if you just open your mouth and utter those three little words. I rolled into transition in 2nd place for the amateur race and was still leading the AG. I knew I would need to continue to build my lead if I had any hope of holding Emily K. off as the girl can run (ran a 3;19 in the end). Unfortunately, I lost a minute to her on the bike and only had an 8 minute buffer. <br />
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Run: 3:35:26 vs LY of 3:29:35 wah wha...<br />
I think we all feel like this, but I'll still say it. Why is it that what I can do in training doesn't materialize on race day for my marathon? I can do my long runs at IM HR averaging 7:40...so why can't I even just seem to manage a 7:55 pace? I'm not asking for 7:40's (yet...don't get greedy), but come on Hailey. Maybe I just don't push hard enough? I didn't have a HR monitor so no idea what my HR was and I was comfortably uncomfortable. Mark always says I hate being uncomfortable so maybe that is the next things to work on. Being uncomfortable running for long periods of time.<br />
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The run course in AZ seems so desolate to me. I think Texas and Kona spoil you, but truly the run support and volume of spectators is so high in TX (3 lap run) that it seemingly never ends. The <a href="http://www.coeursports.com/">Coeur team</a> had an AMAZING cheer section in the middle of nowhere along this course so that was so helpful, but if you do this course, be prepared for some serious YOU time where you will need to rally your positive self talk. Speaking of self talk, I feel like I had a successful race mostly due in part to my mind on the day. When I slowed, I assumed that so was everyone else and I told myself NO walking even through aid stations. At one point, Emily was charging hard and Robin had shrunk my gap down to less than a minute. But I did not panic and just kept telling myself that I am the durable athlete and that if I just keep WORKING MY PROCESS, I will have the success I am looking for. Yes, I wanted to qualify for Kona and I knew that meant I had to finish in the top two as there were only 40 slots at this race. But each time that thought would come into my head, I pushed it out and focused on the moment I was in...eat, drink, lean forward <strike>or at least try</strike> listen to the info Sonja gives you when you pass her and soak in the cheers. On repeat. ON the 2nd lap, Emily made the pass and I moved into 2nd in our AG. I had begun to open up a gap on Robin and was comfortably in 2nd. At mile 24, a gal was coming from the 40-44 AG and Sonja asked me I had to decide if I wanted 2nd OA amateur or 3rd. I couldn't rally my mind or body to hold on to 2nd and that is OK. I think you can only go so deep a few times per year and I had already gone there in Kona. I started to feel really rough from 24-26 and don't remember ever having to really will myself to the finish like I did here. But then, there it was and poof, just like that, another IM is over and my season was done. How does a nearly 10 hour day just go by in the blink? I guess that' what happens when you're having FUN.<br />
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After the race, Sonja and I walked back to the hotel, showered up and wen tin search of pub food. The next morning after the usual, up until midnight on caffeine, girl talk and social media, sleep for three hours, picnic in bed, sleep another two hours, we were off to breakfast with the team at Snooze. I love going to this race for the sheer amount of Coeur teammies there. It's such a special team, I really don't know where I'd be without these ladies.<br />
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Then we headed to awards and I accepted my Kona slot. I can't believe this will be my 8th time on the island. There's no place I'd rather be on the 2nd Saturday in October.<br />
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<br />haileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18331247855307605241noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942448974795538641.post-15210496393643353442016-11-24T11:00:00.002-08:002016-11-24T11:00:22.975-08:00Tri Holiday GuideSo it's Black Friday/Small Biz Saturday/Cyber Monday and maybe you're wondering what could you ever get that triathlete in your life? Or you're looking for a list to give to folks buying for you...or maybe you just need to treat yo self! Look no further...these are the things that I use day in and day OUT to get me through my triathlife and maybe they can work for you too! Look for the discount codes too!<br />
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<a href="http://www.coeursports.com/">Kits...be they for tri, bike run or swim, Coeur Sport</a>s has me covered. We're also doing a Black Friday sale for 30% off so use code BF1630 to get you some as this stuff is rarely on sale!<br />
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<a href="http://www.enve.com/">Wheels, handle bars, stems</a>...all the trimmings to make your whip fast and aero. Hand made in Utah by the great folks at enve composites. These wheels have NEVER let me down and I feel oh so stable in them, even in the mumuku winds of Kona. And if you buy more than $75 right now, you'll be entered into a drawing for a set of wheels or a handlebar. #treatyoself<br />
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<a href="http://bt-nutrition.com/">BT Nutrition</a> keeps me fueled day in and day out without all of the sugar of powerade. Keep the hydration, ditch the sugar. Use code WELOVESNBS for 10% off and see for yourself how much better your GI system behaves once you put the hydration in your bottles and keep the food in your pockets.<br />
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<a href="https://www.sbtextreme.com/">Strength</a>...now enough of us pay attention to this and it is CRUCIAL to staying injury free (my new fave word is DURABLE) as well as keeping bone density high for the ladies. The team at <a href="https://www.sbtextreme.com/">SBT Extreme</a> has THE suspension trainer and right now you can get 25% off using code BF2016<br />
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<a href="https://barnana.com/">Real Food</a>..I live for it during training so that come race day, my fave race nutrition tastes fresh and like a treat. <a href="https://barnana.com/">Barnana </a>is the perfect training food or pre/post workout snack to refuel with a good amount of carbs and fiber. These tasty bites are organic and non-GMO. My fave flavors are coconut and peanut butter. BOOM!<br />
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Race food- race day is a whole 'nother ball game and for race day I use a combo of my salty balls and <a href="https://guenergy.com/">Gu Stroopwafels</a> with a little PB squished in it sammy like on the bike and then switch to gels on the run. My fave flavors from Gu are the Caramel Coffee and GF Chocolate wafels and then I love the caramel macchiato and espresso love. Right now Gu is offering 20% off site wide, no code necessary.<br />
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<a href="http://www.rokasports.com/">Just keep swimming.</a>..Just like Dory, we all need to keep swimming and the off-season is a great time to work on that swim stroke with pool toys by ROKA. They also make the best wetsuits. Full stop. I get no neck chafing, and my shoulders feel unrestricted. My go-to goggles from <a href="http://www.rokasports.com/">ROKA </a>are the F1 in the jade tint for overcast days and the dark amber mirror for sunny days. These guys are offering 40% off for Black Friday (no code needed) so get some before it's GONE. <br />
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What to keep all of your dirty clothes in while traveling, or put that wet swimsuit in instead of using yet another plastic bag and wasting things? <a href="https://aloha-collection.com/">Aloha Collection </a>offers bags that I use for everything...toiletries (even if they explode in the bag, i can just wash the bag and nothing else gets ruined), clothes, race day nutrition....the list goes on. They're offering 25% off for this weekend with the code ALOHAFRIDAY!<br />
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Sunnies...for race day or post race looking casual chic, <a href="http://www.smithoptics.com/us/">Smith Optics</a> has you covered and looking on point. My go to's for race day are the Arena for biking and the Asana for runs. For casual glasses, the Sidney is my jam. They also make amazing aero helmets (coming in March) and an incredibly safe road helmet, the Overtake which I've been using for 2 seasons now. <br />
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Protein. Say it with me, 30min window. That's what you have after each workout to refuel properly to get your body kick started on recovery. My recovery shake that I make is so good that I sometimes train just so I can have one! My recipe is <a href="http://www.musclemilk.com/">2 scoops organic chocolate Muscle Milk powder</a>, 1c almond milk, 1 frozen banana, 1 serving peanut butter, ice and Voila! If you like chocolate and PB, you will love this. Sometimes i add a shot of cold brew and it's like a mocha. <br />
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This might be on the bigger end of what you're asking for for The Holidays, but hey, a gal can dream, right?! I've been riding <a href="https://www.argon18bike.com/en">Argon18 </a>bikes for 6 years now. I can't say enough for how well they handle, how well they are built and how amazing the Argon Family is. For day to day riding since it's so hilly here in NorCal, I ride the <a href="https://www.argon18bike.com/en">Nitrogen Pro road bike</a>. I also raced Escape From Alcatraz on this since it's such a technical course and the bike is so aero. My race bike is the <a href="https://www.argon18bike.com/en">E119 tri+</a> and it is amazing and so easy to take apart/build for races that include travel. <br />
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What are your fave things that make triathlon easier? I hope you enjoy and have a great Holiday Season!haileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18331247855307605241noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942448974795538641.post-62162960635703224392016-10-19T12:14:00.001-07:002016-10-19T14:22:53.279-07:00Big Island Time<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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It's already been almost two weeks (how is that possible?) since Kona #7 and we've been home for almost a week. We flew back home after a week of relaxing with friends post race and arrived home to....rain! Oh man, not at all what I wanted to see. Yes, CA is still in a massive drought so we def need the rain, but after a month of sunshiney paradise, it wasn't a beautiful sight. I know, you can play the worlds smallest violin for me...a MONTH in Hawaii and you are complaining about coming home to California? I know, terrible, how about we blame the post race blues? Again...how do you have post race anything after a month in Hawaii and the opportunity to race your 16th Ironman and 7th Kona? Now you have a bit of insight into how I feel after each race. Particularly post Kona is really hard for me. Not doing much training, still tired from the race and worst of all? Friends that you normally see for almost the entire weekend between 6 hour rides, 2+ hour long runs, swims and strength, are also in their off season, so friend time goes down to a lot less (yes, we will work on some dinner/wine dates, but not at all the same as all weekend sun friend time!). Queue your sad panda face here. Does this happen to anyone else? It must, right?<br />
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The race? Ah yes, the purpose here is to talk about the race. It's hard to be so Type-A, this was a really hard race for me (what about it was so hard? I can't put my finger on that yet). I got back to work and colleagues asked if I had a great race. I had a GOOD race, it was solid and consistent with my performances over the season. For that, I am incredibly grateful. You see the carnage that Kona creates and all along the course, you see dreams crushed. When I see that, I put any ego in check and tell myself it ain't over until I cross that line, shorts unsoiled ;) I am incredibly aware that I have been gifted 7 solid races in Kona and for that, I am so thankful. Did I want to do better? ALWAYS! Who doesn't? Was I happy with 5th place and a 3rd umeke bowl? To use meaning from the umeke, yes, I know what it feels like to feel full to the brim with happiness and gratitude. The women in front of me, were stellar, all running a few minutes faster than me and a few biking faster. In order to have done better, I would have had to have one of those, ON FIRE, feeling FAB races. And I just didn't have that day, and that is A-OK...those races are so few and far between, that you have to mostly do the best with a GOOD day that you can. And that's what I did. Below are some thoughts on each leg...<br />
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Race week was so much fun as always, the underpants run is a great fundraiser and a chance to be silly pre-race, and bike check in is like the red carpet for triathletes. <a href="http://www.argon18bikes.com/">Argon18 h</a>ad a great dinner on Wednesday for their athletes and getting to see the crew from <a href="http://www.rokasports.com/">Roka </a>often was just awesome. <br />
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Pre race food: rice, two eggs, avocado, cold brew coffee, bottle of <a href="http://www.bt-nutrition.com/">BT hydration</a>. 30min pre race, 1 bottle pre-load and a banana. Total kcals ~750 <br />
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<a href="http://www.rokasports.com/">Roka Swim</a>: 1:01:38 (EXACT same time as 2013 aka the FAST year when I went sub-10) ties for my PB in Kona<br />
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I lined up pretty much in the center of the front line. I planned to go out hard and then hold on as best I could for the swim. It honestly wasn't that bad, I am such a fan of the separate start for women. It did get crowded and a bit pushy right before the gun went off, but that's 700+ nerves just WAITING to be released, that is not avoidable. I hit it hard and at one point was thinking it would be nice to slow down..then reminded myself if I did, I would promptly be run the eff over by the women not slowing down on their dreams. So I pressed on. I messed up my garmin at the start so didn't have swim time, but only actual time of day so I saw at the turn around it had been 29 minutes, which I have seen way too often en route to a 1:04/1:05 swim split here. Finally, we got a bit of assistance on the way back and pretty evenly split the swim. We started going through the men before the turn around, but I <strike>and by I, I mean the gal I was drafting off of for the ENTIRE race</strike> seem to have found a better path through them this year and didn't have too many issues. I was happy that I kept on it and was able to stay focused the entire swim, thinking about good cadence and finishing strong. As with this entire day, the swim was over before I knew it and it's time to RIDE!<br />
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Bike Nutriton: Half <a href="http://haileyintraining.blogspot.com/2013/10/salty-balls.html">recipe of salty balls</a>, two Gu stroopwafels (SO GOOD), 7 bottles of BT Hydration, loads of water, and two bottles of coke (can I get an amen for coke on the bike?) For a total kcal count of about 1700 or roughly 310/hour which is LOW for me, I am typically around 350-375<br />
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Pre-race, for the past few months (er, 6+) I'd been having some pretty rough back pain and had been doing everything I could to quash it....mobility daily, massage, chiro, acupuncture, anything I thought would help it, I was doing! Thankfully, the rest from the taper made things much better and I was able to ride pain-free which was awesome...I normally start to get really tight in my lower back around mile 90?...maybe an indicator I could have gone harder if nothing was hurting? I want my 2013 time back please of 5:16! I've not had amazing bikes here over the past three years and need to get some of my biking prowess back. This is where I was out split pretty significantly by 4th and 1st place...there is always work to do right? And that is what keeps us coming back for more, and more and more....The bike this year was very different, I was riding closely to a few women who I know to be very solid performers so thought I was having a pretty good bike if I could stick with them. It's fun to see how differently people ride, I tend to be strong on flatter sections and will get passed on hills and then re-pass on the flatter to down section. Being around these women I know personally was great, we were able to encourage each other, exchange a few words about how drafting sucks, etc. But again, having them in my sights was a great motivator. There was a head wind in both directions (how does that happen every single year?!), and thankfully the cross winds coming down from Hawi were pretty tame. Mark was out on the Kuakini, and at Kawaihae along with two other friends so seeing them and getting encouragement is just awesome. Mark has the spectating game NAILED. The aid stations were also awesome...at one point I was giving too many fist bumps to "Let me take another Selfie" and missed a bottle...whoops! I had also been having some MAJOR stomach issues race week (hello stress and too many acai bowls) so was not able to eat as much as I normally would have and started to crave water only around mile 90 but forced myself to keep drinking the hydration mix as I know how critical electrolytes are.<br />
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<a href="http://www.smithoptics.com/">Smith </a>and <a href="http://www.coeursports.com/">Coeur Run</a>: 3:33:00 pretty standard...I ran a 3:32 LY and a 3:30:59 the year before...where is the 3:25 that I KNOW is in there?!!<br />
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I knew that as I headed into the run, I was a bit low on calories so as I
headed out of transition, I immediately had a gel, my 5hour energy, and
a top up of pre-load so that I didn't have to drink any gatorade. I carried 4 Gu's with me and had one more in special needs (anyone else find that the Clif gels on course are like bricks and you actually have to bite into them?) and planned to have one every 30min so that combined with coke, I would be able to hit a pretty good kcal intake for the run. I know that we got lucky this year on the run as cloud cover came in just after I left Alii and headed up onto the Queen K. So again, it was a hard year for me and really with cloud cover, I'm not so sure why, but MAN did the run hurt. The first few miles for me are always pretty hard, you've already gone a long way, you've got a long way to go and I haven't yet really found my rhythm. I immediately start my, ice in the bra/hat, coke, water at every aid station and am oh so thankful for those cold sponges. I came off of the bike in 6th place and just had my plan of running as I could and hopefully I would find gals as the day wore on. Going into the energy lab, Mark told me 4th was JUST ahead of me and I made my pass to overtake her on the downhill into the lab. Unfortunately, Mark had miscounted and he let me know as I came out of the energy lab, that I was actually in 5th. WAH,wah...6ish miles to go and I had to hang on for 5th as 4th was 7 minutes up the road, there was not likely to be a 4th place finish in my future. The gal in 6th was about 2 minutes back and stayed there, but the 7th place gal was moving fast and overtook for 6th and ended up only a minute back from me, so the end of the run wasn't super enjoyable as I was feeling the pressure to keep up the pace and wasn't really able to enjoy the end of the run on Alii as much as possible. Thank you to <a href="http://mamasimmons.blogspot.com/">Michelle</a> for taking the best panic pic of me and telling me there was no one behind me! As I went under the Banyan tree, I tried to smile and enjoy it and as I crossed the finish line, I just had nothing...couldn't even do my normal arms in the air as I cross the line in celebration. The tank was empty! I had an awesome catcher at the finish line who had to hand deliver me to Mark as I needed a bit of support!<br />
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It really was one of the most awesome trips ever. I got to swim with dolphins for the first time ever, hung out with good friends who I only get to see in Kona, and took a helicopter trip of the island that BLEW my socks off. To see lava flowing is just powerful and awesome. <br />
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There really is no finish line like the Hawaii finish line, the spectators along Alii are just awesome, all of the chalk messages from friends and family, the smell of the Banyan tree, it's just magical and I'm grateful for the opportunity to have crossed another finish line. It's now time for a bit of rest and to see what the next year will bring! <br />
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I couldn't get to the start line without the help of my immediate and extended family including sponsors and friends. Many mahalos to all of you!<br />
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<br />haileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18331247855307605241noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942448974795538641.post-61308638799114649362016-08-30T10:42:00.003-07:002016-08-30T10:42:43.896-07:00Hometown RacingOh man, the procrastination on this one has been LARGE and in CHARGE. It's been <strike>over</strike> a week since I raced in my hometown at the Ohio 70.3. I've never had the opportunity to race at home and it really was awesome. To have your closest friends and family there, the people that love you the most and could care less about your results, standing on the course just to cheer you on. If you have the opportunity to do this and haven't yet..DO IT!! While I feel like I had a pretty lackluster race, the experience was gold. And like they say, in XX years time, you won't remember what place you got (really?!), you'll remember the experiences you had, this will go down as one great trip home.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My mama, the gal who started it all</td></tr>
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One of the highlights from this trip was riding bikes with my mom...even though she didn't always remember WE were in taper mode ;) Riding with her reminded me of how naturally I come by my competitive spirit...I say "i'll be right here" and all of the sudden, she's 100 meters up the road just seeing how long it will take me to catch her. Say it with me...MOM (roll your eyes).<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pre-Swim w/teammie Melissa</td></tr>
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Leading up the race I'd been pretty tired and have been having some issues with my back/hamstring that saw me miss some key sessions. I'm not setting these out there as excuses as on the day, my swim and run were flatter than a tire that ran over a pile of tacks. I've raced a LOT this season and have had a fun time doing it, but it caught up to me at this race. Now the only thing to do is ensure I'm getting enough rest, which is hard for me to do...I loathe seeing/hearing about others knock out BIG training weeks while I'm doing less. It is hard to keep in perspective that what works for others doesn't work for me. I need to focus on staying injury free and getting to the start line in Kona in the best form possible. This is the time when I just need to put blinders on and focus on what I can do and what MY plan is. <br />
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My workouts the week of the race felt rough, but I am pretty good at not letting a workout effect how I think a race will go. You never know what will happen on race day, right? That's always my motto. However, the swim was also ROUGH from the get go..not rough water but I didn't feel strong even though I was at the front of our AG wave and then it just felt long, like when in the heck is this going to be over long...where's the finishing arch? Oh man, over there?!!Just keep swimming...Turns out everyone felt the swim was long or very slow so as always once the swim is over, it's time to bike and forget the swim!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The bike getting dialed in!</td></tr>
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Onto the bike we went...this was the best part of the day for me. I was really looking forward to a flat bike course, this course had only 700 feet of elevation gain. Do you know how rare that is in CA?! Like never...I can't ride 90 minutes without getting in 700 ft of climbing! This was a treat as I LOVE flat riding. We were on tiny chip seal roads but there was SO little traffic and so many corn fields that it was perfect. I saw the tar on some roads heating up and bubbling and remembered when I was a kid we used to go and pop the tar bubbles...Where'd you grow up?! ;) I got to ride in aero almost the entire ride which is great Kona practice and <a href="https://www.argon18bike.com/en/bikes/triathlon/e-119-tri-plus">my Argon18 felt grea</a>t! I've been loving the <a href="https://guenergy.com/gu-stroopwafel/?gclid=CK6606vK6c4CFdKGfgodYn4HNA">Gu StoopWafel's</a> so had those on the bike (found the salty balls too tough to eat on really hard efforts like a 70.3 recently) I rode strong and came off of the bike in first place. Cherish that feeling as it won't last long!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pics by Dad are always better</td></tr>
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Run...oh the run. The BEST part about it was my crew. That and running on roads I grew up riding! The run was a double loop and happened to run RIGHT by a close family friend's house. So ALL of the family friends gathered there and created the best cheering section ever! Honestly, the other runners around me all commented on both laps that "wow, you have the best fan club", "ohh, your cheering section is awesome". How lucky was I?!! It was cool to have everyone is one spot and then to have Mark leapfrogging me on the course to cheer me on. He knew there wasn't anything in the legs and once first place stormed by me, he went into cheering mode :) I at one point stopped and tried to say sorry to Mark. I had had such expectations for this race, so I was having a small pity party at the start of the run. I then told myself oh well, this is what you've got today now pull your head OUT OF your rear and just do what you can do. It wasn't even like I felt like the running was hard, but my HR was high and as soon as I tried to push harder, I just would have to stop. But that's racing, sometimes you just don't have it. Better here than in October. And I got to work on my mental game when crap was going wrong, so why don't we count that as a win for the day? <br />
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I was reading a blog yesterday by Chris Hauth and it was the perfect time for me to read this. Not that Ohio was a failure...it wasn't (and I know...2nd place is not bad at all), but it also wasn't the kind of result I expect from myself and my abilities. I've had a week of rest and am now ready to roll into the last push to Kona. <br />
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<span style="background-color: #f8f8f8; color: #666666; font-family: "open sans" , "helveticaneue" , "helvetica neue" , "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 21.45px;">"Failure reminds us what we are working for, why we are working for it. Overcoming obstacles makes us stronger – helps us realize that the path is littered with challenges. The path to great results must be hard, hence why it is such a rewarding, valuable, delicate path! It brings out our true emotions to why sport is important to us. Failure narrows our focus again on what our goals are."- <a href="http://www.aimpcoaching.com/lessons-from-rio/">Chris Hauth</a></span><br />
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<br />haileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18331247855307605241noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942448974795538641.post-45233273952189284822016-07-14T14:01:00.004-07:002016-07-14T14:10:38.167-07:00Lessons LearnedLast Sunday, I toed the line at my 11th consecutive Vineman 70.3 race. Wondering how that's possible that a sport has captured me for so long as well as looking back on old pics and thinking...MAN, I've come a loooooong way! <br />
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The short story is that I ended up 2nd in the AG (by <strike>an agonizing</strike> 71 seconds) and 6th amateur female. This race continues to be extremely competitive and always brings out the best athletes from around the country. Which is awesome...you need to lien up against the best to see what you're made of. It's no wonder either, the setting is ideal and the wine tasting post race is 2nd to none. <br />
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The longer version starts here. Mark has and continues to make fun of me and pretty much ALL triathletes for our complete lack of skills on the bike...lack of flying dismounts (I actually do this), running with bike shoes on, not able to get going on a hill (what, doesn't everybody scoot and then try to pedal?!). You name it, and he calls us all muppets. I'm not outing the poor guy, he'll gladly make fun of you to your face if you show up and do one of these things...he expects more from me for sure and feels it's a vital part of triathlon that is grossly overlooked. Noted coach, noted. I've never felt more sure that I need to work on some things than after this race. Losing by 71 seconds is a tough pill to swallow. Not that Robin (the winner) wasn't awesome...she is, but I made some errors Sunday that I am disappointed in and they ended up being costly. I think in Ironman racing, it's so long, that we tend to overlook the smaller details that could end up saving us time, brushing them off as not necessary in triathlon...when am I going to have to get going up a hill? Um...at Vineman?<br />
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To be clear...2nd isn't bad, I'm not ungrateful for the good things, but I expect the BEST from myself and this is the first time in a long time that I felt I made easily avoidable mistakes and for that, I'm disappointed in myself. As I voiced my disappointment on Tuesday to a friend, I was asked "did you have a good time?". The answer is YES, I did. I got to race with friends, and then go out in wine country, and have a great meal with friends. And even in disappointment comes good learnings, so that is a good time too!<br />
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<b>Positive take away's from the race:</b><br />
I was faster than LY, yeah! Only a minute, but hey, faster is faster, right?!!<br />
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The bike...I have been working on trying to have a higher HR on the bike and to really push as last season was kind of meh for me bike wise and I used to be SUCH a biker. So to really get after the bike was the goal on Sunday and I did that. It felt great to try to just JAM around the vines. However jamming, led me to not be loving eating whole food as much as usual...those salty balls a re a bit hard to chew when breathing and snotting all over the place! Maybe chomps for halfs from now on?<br />
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I was destroyed on Monday...almost like I'd done a full IM...so I was happy with that knowing that that feeling only comes when we push hard.<br />
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<b>Things I need to continue to work on:</b><br />
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Run form...lean forward coach said...and I just could not lean forward. I couldn't force the hurt. Don't get me wrong, it hurt...but I just couldn't go beyond that into the next zone. My HR on the run matched that on the bike...not exactly what we're shooting for! I consistently run much faster in training and my IM pace seems to be my 70.3 pace too...not cool dudes. I hope to really work on this for Ohio 70.3 next month. <br />
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Speed jersey woes...I didn't wear the speed jersey under my wetsuit as I've not done it (nothing new on race day) so i put it on in T1...is that what everyone does? It is so worth it from a sun protection perspective, but i hate feeling like I lose 10 seconds to do this...see above ;) I then also took it off in T2 costing another few clicks of the second hand. It's starting to add up! In Ohio, I either need to go without or try to wear it under my swimskin...Opinions on this are welcome!!<br />
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So now we move it right along and as Mark said to me on Sunday when I asked what the gap was to 3rd..."we're not even looking at that, we are only looking at what's ahead" (FYI, I totally didn't appreciate this at the time...it's a much better metaphor than it is in real time). It's time to look ahead to Ohio 70.3 and the final push to Kona!<br />
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Escape from Alcatraz is the race I say each and every year that I will never do again (sorry Mom). Especially after 2013 when it was moved to March due to the America's Cup and the water was about 53* and had (what I thought) were the biggest waves I've ever swum in and I thought I would have to call a rescue kayak. Somehow, I end up getting roped into doing it again and this year at least, I had friends joining in the madness so I HAD to do race after I roped them in!<br />
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The best thing about this year's Escape for me was that I FINALLY WON an amateur title! I have won my age groups and been a bride's maid overall at many a race over the past few years, but the overall win has been elusive...last year at Texas, I held the lead until about mile 24, and similarly at Ironman Cabo in 2013. And this past Sunday, at a race distance that is not my specialty, and a week after racing Honu 70.3, I managed to be the passER and not the passEE and took the lead at around mile 7.5 of the 8 mile run and had to HAUL into the finish. Need more details? Keep reading...got enough? Hope to see you here again soon! <br />
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I got back from the clear blue waters of Hawaii on Thursday of race week and had to mentally turn it around to start thinking the murk and lurk of the Bay versus the clear water and tropical fish of Kona. Can you see my sad face? The one good thing about cold water was that I got to try out my new speedy <a href="http://www.rokasports.com/pages/maverick-x-triathlon-wetsuit">ROKA Maverick X</a>. First impression was awesome, SO easy to get on and off and so soft and even easier (if that's possible) to move my shoulders and feel natural in the water. I get nervous every year about jumping off of that boat and into the frigid waters of the SF Bay. Sightings of sharks in the bay this year did not help to ease my anxiety! It was great to have Mark in a kayak in the Bay and friends Kayla and Mark to jump off with.<br />
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The swim was really rough this year and I had to adjust on the fly. The sighting is normally straight forward (pun intended) and you look to Fort Mason and the strong current of the bay flowing out to sea will normally take you "across the river" and into the swim finish without dong anything other than thinking you are swimming straight. This year, the tide was going out as usual but the wind was whipping from the West (against the current), creating major chop and no assist "across" the river. After getting so frustrated with the waves in the bay that I stopped, started breaststroking, and yelled STOP! to the waves (seriously...I was at that point), I realized I wasn't moving across and was going to need to start sighting to the right. I kept looking for swim patrol kayaks and if I had seen one would have grabbed on. Mark and a friend were out on a kayak and after we jumped in, I never saw them again. This swim is always like that...you think, oh there's so many of us, we'll just stay together...and then you realize how wide the swim is and you feel like you're all alone...with sharks! I just kept swimming and finally hit the exit. I ended up taking a great line and got really lucky, lots of people ended up under or over-shooting the swim exit and once you overshoot the exit, you have to get out and walk to the finish as the current is just too strong. I saw a time of 39 minutes for the 1.5 mile swim and knew it was rough and was hoping that I had an OK for me swim and that everyone was similarly effected and thus I would still be close to the front pack for the women...but it's always hard to tell .<br />
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I ran the half mile to transition and after getting on my bike kept telling myself that I wasn't going hard enough, it's only an hour ride, and that I had to keep going harder if I wanted to do well and make up any time lost in the swim. I have always wanted to bike under an hour on this hilly course and finally did it this year! I always ride my <a href="https://www.argon18bike.com/en">road bike</a> at this race and think for how technical it is, this is the best choice...you barely have time to get in aero and for those moments, I had <a href="http://enve.com/products/road-bar-clip-on-extensions/">clip on bars</a> that were perfect!<br />
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This race also gets tough to tell where you are due to the fact that there are relays. I ended up going by the assumption of dry hair=relay participant. Just to confirm though I was absolutely that girl that when I passed or got passed by said dry hair ladies, I asked them...relay?! I hit the turn around on Ocean Beach...ahh sand running, so lovely! I saw that there was one wet hair girl up ahead...oh man, she is NOT in a relay...up the sand ladder I went as fast as possible and then thankfully, it's time to start running downhill towards the finish. This is where I can jam and I started to push the pace. I saw Mark in his normal place along the run where he spectates and he told me there was a girl up ahead. I didn't see her until we hit the gravel path along the marina and i was catching her, but also was running at a 6:30 pace, which, um, is not my normal race pace ;) I made the pass with about half a mile to go. Immediately this gal jumped on my heels and then literally stepped on my heel she was so close to me. I gave her a LOUD "off!" but she kept quite close. She wouldn't pass me, so I decided that if she wasn't going to pass, I was going to slow down a bit, collect my self and prep for a sprint to the finish. I recovered for a minute, she still didn't come around, and then as soon as we hit the turn to the pavement along Chrissy Field, I pulled away and had to run a 6:15 last mile in order to pull out the W. 2nd place crossed the line just 7 seconds back. I had the fastest amateur run of the day which has NEVER happened before! I was so excited that I treated myself to a grilled cheese sandwich!<br />
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After the race, I kept thinking about the "what-if's"...what if I hadn't pushed as hard on the bike and run, I certainly wouldn't have won, and what if I would have just put my head down and swim...could I have then put myself in an even better position? My mental state during the swim was abysmal...I wanted to quit, I was a bit freaked out by the big waves and I swore to myself that I would NEVER do this race again. I tried a few times to think positively and try to enjoy it, but there was just no enjoyment of that swim. I think the good thing about the "bad" swim, was that I came out of the water hungry to do what I could to make up for any lost time and that made me push harder than I usually feel capable of. <br />
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Next up is Vineman 70.3 for the 11th year in a row...and I'm excited to toe the line with so many friends and <a href="http://www.coeursports.com/">Coeur team mates</a>!<br />
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What started almost a year ago, as a trip with a dear gal pal, ended up as a solo racecation to my fave place, Kona to race Honu 70.3 and then recharge for a few days. I've never traveled to a major race by myself, and I wasn't nervous, but I also wasn't terribly thrilled (initially) at the idea of 6 days in Kona flying solo. I knew that I had friends racing and would see people, so wouldn't really be lonely, but the more I thought about going to this race, the more I realized something about my (racing) self: I tend to stay with nurturers, or my husband...he's not a nurturer in the traditional sense, but he makes sure shit is in order when we go to races and I don't normally have to think too hard about logistics as that is his arena, so he nurtures in his own way<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue light" , , "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif;">. On the other hand, when I travel to Texas to race IM, I stay with friends...both of whom are nurturers...they make me coffee, tune my bike, you name it, to ensure my race goes well...all while they are also racing. Kona is the same thing...a house full of people and I am typically the only one racing...and everyone ensures I have a great lead up into the race...food, feet up, etc. I like to think I bring something to the table too, but if tuning your bike is a need, don't look this way. Cheery disposition and great pre race pep talks? I'm your huckleberry. The more I thought about it, the more I wondered why this was, as in day to day life, I am a leader, very independent and (I think) a nurturer, albeit a no bullshit nurturer, to others. I don't think I have the answer, but I mention this as in a recent blog, I talked about how triathlon helps us discover things about ourselves...there you go, I discovered something new!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue light" , , "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif;">Landing in Kona is always awesome, big lung fulls of "full fat air", the lava fields, Kona coffee... Over the years, Kona has become such a special place to me. The memories I've made here and the friendships I've formed here are so special. I hopped in my rental van, that I affectionately named Bertha, and headed to Puako. Bertha was so big, I could barely rest my arm on the door/window. We've stayed in Puako before and it is just gorgeous. Views of the Kohala's and so many Honu sightings, you just can't keep track. So it was awesome that the race started just a few miles from here and I had the opportunity to stay here. I headed into town to get groceries (Kona), have a coffee along Alii and then headed to my rental. I got totally spoiled as the owners of the property were there as well in a different house and they became fast friends who offered to feed me and tell me stories. So much for flying solo! I met up with awesome teammie, Michelle on Friday and swam along the course with her as well as the eventual winner, Lectie!! The swim course was gorgeous and I got the low down from the ladies that if the sun was shining, we would be going directly into it as we headed into the swim finish. Thankfully, I had brought a few pair of my ROKA's and ended up going with the new white/super dark mirrored version. Race morning was a bit overcast, but these were still the perfect choice. I also registered Friday and had to drop off both my run gear and bike...in two different locations. Two transition races are tough, but it made the day fly by and before I knew it, it was time to eat and get to bed! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue light" , , "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif;">The swim ended up being a bit overcast, but just beautiful...and choppy! Anybody? The water looked like glass that morning, but once we were in it, it felt like anything but. I tried to think about short, choppy strokes to match the choppy water, and thought about how we might get to be pushed into shore based on how the chop was. We did end up almost body surfing to shore, and once you find a rhythm with the current, it's awesome! I was thankful the swim was coming to an end and was happy to end up 3rd out of the water. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue light" , , "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif;">Onto the bike. I didn't know what position I was in, but I just wanted to ride HARD and try to keep my HR up. I didn't feel like I had gotten passed too by many women in the swim, but I knew Lecite would be up the road already...girl leads everyone out of the water...even the dudes. The course heads south a bit before turning around and heading up to Hawi. I remember thinking, man, I still feel so FRESH for this point in the course...yeah, cause you started in Hapuna, not Kona! There was no wind and I was jamming on that climb. One of our friends died this past week from cancer (fuck cancer), and Mark had sent me the details of his memorial before the race and told me to race for DY. DY was a bike racer, with a young family, a friend to everybody and this week has been tough for our local community. I swear he was with me the entire course, telling me to push, and was sitting on my shoulder pushing me on when it got</span><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue light" , , "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif;"> tough. I kept thinking of all of the pain his family is going through, and thought of the wings I had temp tattooed on myself...time to fly for DY. I could see a pink Smith helmet in the distance and knew I was catching (soon to be friend) Steph. Steph and I have only been friends over the interwebs, but as I passed her, I gave her a good yell and she replied back, just like I hoped she would. We went back and forth a bit with our position, and exchanged a few words about the doodes on course who make it regally tough for us gals to race legal. We headed back into T2 which is a no-passing zone...I was later told, I was a good "chirpper" by Steph...nicely encouraging, but vocal to the guys in front of us to keep the pressure on...we are RACING!! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue light" , , "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif;">Steph and I entered into transition together and as I was hollaring for my bag, she actually gave it to me. How cool is that, we were 3rd and 4th woman heading into the run and she took time to give me by run bag. I hit the run first and immediately was like, oh Nelly...3 weeks post IM may be too close...which morphed into my mantra for the day, "just slow down LESS than the women behind you!". No wind on the bike, means NO wind on the run (pick your poison)...over lava and a moist, steaming, fairway. Just let your mind do some wandering on that and you'll know what it felt like. I love the Kona heat, but this run may have taken a bit of my soul. Thankfully, it was collecting souls all over the place and I did my best at heat management. I yelled as I went into each aid station for water and coke and then filled my hat, bra and shorts with ice...that was all melted within moments, it was that hot. It's a two loop run and I was in 4th and saw that 2nd place was walking. I moved up into third, but could see that one gal was moving well and my overall position was at stake. I didn't know how old she was, but also saw an ex-pro in my AG coming and just tried to charge when I could on the sections where it was possible get a bit of rhythm and manage the other parts. My grandpa has been dead since college, but he loved to golf. I kept thinking of him as I ran on the fairway and had him pushing me over the run. Have I mentioned Kona is an emo place for me?! It gets me, every single time.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue light" , , "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif;">The awards at Honu were about 4 hours after my finish...plenty of time to get to hang with teammies, make new friends and hang with old friends. Steph and I got to hang out, and I always love it when someone who you think you're going to like, ends up being such a rad person. Social media for the WIN. I was able to borrow a friends hotel room for a shower and cooled off with he and his fam at the beach before awards. We were treated to hula dancing, which I just love, and then post awards, I went to dinner with friends and didn't end up getting home until about 9, where my new friends who owned the place were hanging and asked me how I did and invited me in for ice cream. What a day. </span></div>
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haileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18331247855307605241noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942448974795538641.post-24256812736167412422016-05-23T17:00:00.002-07:002016-05-23T17:00:20.098-07:0064 turns and a champions jerseyI read Jesse Thomas's blog on race reports...he says as much as we
think anyone other than our mom is reading, it's probably best to keep
it simple and highlight lessons learned and not bore folks with the
minutiae. So I thought I'd do a 14 things about Ironman Texas in
keeping with my <a href="http://haileyintraining.blogspot.com/2016/05/14-things-bout-triathlon.html">14 things about Ironman post</a> in honor of this, my 14th Ironman finish!<br />
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<li> I
WON! My age group that is. Was really wanting the OA win but I would
have to settle for 5th OA amateur...turns out those young (teeny tiny)
gals can RUN...will keep trying to up my game here! Last year since it
was the first year Texas was the North American Championship, they gave
out champions jerseys to the winner of each AG. I wanted that
jersey...no, not the design (please IM, contact <a href="http://www.coeursports.com/">Kebby at Coeur </a>and
ask her to do the design next year?!), but, I wanted to be the champ,
to be No1 at the NA Championship. When I was running and struggling,
that is what I thought about...oh and milkshakes- to which I told <a href="http://gosonja.com/">Sonja</a> about and she started singing the milkshake song to me! </li>
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2.
Friends make everything better. I stayed with my friends who live in
The Woodlands and along with myself, they were hosting the soon to be
champ, Patrick Lange (there's an E on the end...it's not Lang!) It is so
much fun to have a relaxed environment surround you when you arrive to a
race and even better to have other tri geeks to be with right before
and after a race when all you want to do is talk about the race...and at
this point, your SO/fam has heard enough about your pre-race poop needs
that they'd rather have a needle to the eye. Find your tribe and be
with them so you can geek out!<br />
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3. Swim- I swam a 1:02:11 here which is a 1:10 PR on this course! Hooray for my <a href="http://www.rokasports.com/">ROKA swimskin, a fresh pair of goggles</a>
and Stanford Masters swimming for this. I've always found this swim to
be tough- it's not wetsuit legal and it's fresh water so there is
NOTHING helping your body position. I usually feel like my stroke falls
apart here towards the end, but something was different this year and
thankfully that translated into a faster swim split.<br />
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4.
64 (at least) turns is a lot, but it's not the end of the world. The
bike course was shortened this year to 95 miles and it had at least 64
turns that I had counted. Thankfully not all of them were u-turns and
you were able to take them at a reasonable speed. Mark and I had talked
about the importance of taking the turns well here and not loosing too
much speed. We practiced before the race and I believe that helped.
Coming into Texas and really Arizona, I wanted to show that my bike
doesn't suck and that <a href="https://www.argon18bike.com/en">Argon</a>
should still be proud to support me! I had a pretty bad bike in Kona
and lost a LOT of time to the ladies who ended up in 1-3rd position on
the podium and I have vowed to not let that happen again!<br />
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5.
When shit changes, go with the flow. The swim course was altered this
year due to the canal being too dirty to swim in and the bike course was
shortened. People were up in arms over the bike course being
shortened. News flash, we're all on the same course on the day, so what
is truly (unless this is your first IM) deal? Simmer people.<br />
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6.
The WTC is good at what they do. Say what you like, and hate the WTC
for the corporate $$$ suckers that they are, but when shit hits the fan,
they manage the situation and keep everyone safe and as happy as can
be. When I was at mile 24, the cloud cover came and so did the
thunder. After crossing the line and making my way through the food
tent, the heavens literally opened up and the thunder/lightning/rain was
insane. They ushered us all into the med tent to get out from the
elements and no one panicked.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">feeling the fatigue at the end of the run!</td></tr>
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7. Hoka's...this was my first marathon in a pair of <a href="http://www.hokaoneone.com/womens-road/clayton/1012277.html?dwvar_1012277_color=UNCR#start=9&cgid=new-arrivals">Hoka's</a>
and I went with the Clayton. If you've visited this site before, you
know an Ironman marathon spells disaster for my poor feet. Some people
never get blisters and some of us are just "blessed" with blister prone
feet...doesn't matter the shoe/sock, after an hour swim, 5 hours of
biking and then dumping water over me for the next 3.5 hours, my feet
will get blisters. I'm happy to report that while this is no miracle
shoe (i still got a few blisters), my feet are in the best condition
they've ever been post race...i may not even have to say goodbye to any
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8. I love Texas heat and
humidity. People always ask me about this race and how it was. It was
hot. It was incredibly humid, but I love it. Now ask me about the
conditions at Escape from Alcatraz next month and you'll get a MUCH more
animated and horrible face when I describe the horrific cold ;)</div>
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Post race blues are real. I was definitely so please to walk away with
the win, but got hit a bit with the post race sads this week. Mark was
out of town in the UK and with all of that down time and not a lot of
endorphins from reduced exercise, the struggle had been real. I don't
think this ever gets any easier to deal with, aside from knowing it will
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10.
Falling off of the food wagon does not help with #9. I was pretty good
this week, but did have a few times where I just ate things that I
would not normally have...donut and a sandwich anyone?! I avoid these
foods as they don't make me feel good on the inside and turns out they
don't help you feel good mentally either! The more I race, the easier
it is to get back to eating well post race and the more I crave getting
back into my food routine. I know this sounds like old-lady curmudgeon
talk, but I want to recover well and poor diet choices do not help with
recovery.<br />
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11. Positive self talk is good. Duh! But
seriously, when I hit the run, I was like, oh man, I struggs. And then I
thought to myself, yes but if you struggs, so is every other girl out
here and you just have to strugg the least. Keep moving mama.<br />
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12.
Walking aid stations, each and every one is A-OK. Seconds lost at each
aid station did not cost me 1-4th place and I wanted to ensure my lead
did not deteriorate due to rushing and not fueling properly.You know Jan
Frodeno slowed significantly and even walked a few aid stations in Kona
this past year? I hit the run feeling a bit woozy and truly walked
each of the aid stations to ensure I was really getting in everything I
needed. I wasn't lolly gagging but the first few aid stations I got
passed by gals who I would then pass pretty quickly. eventually they
stopped passing me and I stayed ahead of the pack. I told myself I was
Jan mo-fo Frodeno ;)<br />
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13. Breakfast the day after the race
with friends is priceless. The re-hashing of the stories, war wounds
is just so fun. And spending time with women I only see a few times a
year is one of the reasons I keep coming back to this sport, year after
year. <br />
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14. Success is so wonderful, but it does
not free you from the "what if" thoughts and the "what could I have done
better and what WILL I do better next time" thoughts. I wish there was
a cure for that and that we could be satisfied (at least for a few
days), before allowing ourselves to be the Type A'ers we are and want to
focus on what we can do better.<br />
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Now the racing season
is really underway and the next few months have me racing ALL over the
US...from Honu and Escape From Alcatraz next month, to Getting to race
in my home TOWN of Delaware in August, I'm excited for summer!!</div>
haileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18331247855307605241noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942448974795538641.post-35873713822456579802016-05-12T08:36:00.001-07:002016-05-12T08:52:35.432-07:0014 things Bout triathlon<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This Saturday, I'll start and aim to finish my 14th Ironman. Little did I know that when I did my first Ironman in 2010, that I'd still be racing and that I'd continue to get more serious and competitive as the years passed...cheers to endurance sports where being young isn't an advantage! In honor of this 14th start, I wanted to take a look at 14 of my top things all triathlon...lessons learned, top tips, and the best (to me) parts of tri.</span><br><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br>I hope to see many of you in Texas this weekend and BEST MECHANICAL LUCK to you </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD-guTNkjfhq7t_mMznruBvoAroKo7tcyUygWZp9H08G4dA1V6BL4FUtcYKoIAFd1KdCgQCuQ6SLXIJIw53wsoKSSSfdp-4tx_qAA6Q3NVUqXF7CdRRNcmoE5oPmBbvBKGByrDJB3ppxA3/s640/blogger-image-685805547.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD-guTNkjfhq7t_mMznruBvoAroKo7tcyUygWZp9H08G4dA1V6BL4FUtcYKoIAFd1KdCgQCuQ6SLXIJIw53wsoKSSSfdp-4tx_qAA6Q3NVUqXF7CdRRNcmoE5oPmBbvBKGByrDJB3ppxA3/s640/blogger-image-685805547.jpg"></a></div><br></span><div><br></div><div>1. The number one thing I love about this sport is the people that it's brought into my life. People always joke about the lack of social life of triathletes. We may not have a typical social life, but I have Friday night spins with my girls that end at the wine bar, hours upon hours of uninterrupted (OK, maybe it's interrupted when we're working hard) chatting with them on the bike on a Saturday and coffee after a swim. Now who's not social?! Triathlon has brought me some of my best friends and fondest memories. </div><div><br></div><div>2. Comparison. Tough for all of us not to do, but we must try not to compare ourselves to others...their body fat %, their more fancy equipment, their opinions on XYZ, etc. Once you start comparing, you will think "man, maybe I'm not as good as her because of X". I've learned that skinny doesn't always equal fast (simply a blend of genes and a dedication to diet), and old equipment doesn't equal slow. Keep that in mind at the next race expo you go to and have confidence in YOU and YOUR abilities. Isn't that why we got into this sport? To see how good we can be?!</div><div><br></div><div>3. Avoid the chatter race week. There is absolutely nothing you can control but YOU. Focus on you and what you are doing in that moment to be your best. Really, this is in life too, not just sport, right?</div><div><br></div><div>4. Race week it's time to stick to your plan, your tried and true regimens. The expo has hoards of shiny new toys, fun looking sports nutrition...You're in new place with FUN food, the list goes on...Buy the treats and shiny new gear but don't use them until after race day. Consider it a post race treat!</div><div><br></div><div>5. Be nice. Everyone's nerves race week are off the chart, which doesn't always lend itself to sweet as pie behavior. Try to take a deep breath, remember others are stressed and see if you can smile...bet you they will too!</div><div><br></div><div>6. Be aware. This is an individual sport, but you are sharing the course with 2k+ of your TRIBE! This is your chosen group of people, don't let a race turn you into a massive d-bag. The sport is small, people remember that stuff! Look before passing, give a girl and "on your left!", and every once in a while, a "nice work" will help someone who's struggling get back on pace. </div><div><br></div><div>7. Day in, day out, we work. We "grind". It isn't usually pretty, contrary to all of our insta pics and Twitter feed would have you believe. You have to find the pleasure in the daily routine of triathlon. Sometimes it's not fun, you feel like you can't add 2+2 without questioning yourself and all you can say to your partner after a day of training, is what's for dinner?! </div><div><br></div><div>8. Triathlon has allowed me to find my special place in the world. Ever since that first trip to Kona in 2010, I've been hooked. I'm overwhelmed with emotion everytime I touch down on the Big Island. It's got a hold on me. I love Europe, and have many places I still want to travel, but I don't think any other place will soothe my soul or feel like home like Kona does. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfDPjAQaqJUzy0Tb6DR6ajeoDYEB6E4mo8LgSsT3ll8_qq4csM-OGzDS4ChWgGDYfZUBzU55o712zUDML49l2fd9f_OP_UqJA_iTHqivFCo5ZDKzxBx5ItvJgnuwwk20_28J5g0KyWs6wY/s640/blogger-image-710086321.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfDPjAQaqJUzy0Tb6DR6ajeoDYEB6E4mo8LgSsT3ll8_qq4csM-OGzDS4ChWgGDYfZUBzU55o712zUDML49l2fd9f_OP_UqJA_iTHqivFCo5ZDKzxBx5ItvJgnuwwk20_28J5g0KyWs6wY/s640/blogger-image-710086321.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>9. Health. I know we live on the other side of crazy with how much training we do, which can be considered too much exercise, but I am healthier now then when I started this sport. I was still a drinking, partying gal who had packed on a few too many lbs! I loved to exercise, but I hadn't made my body my priority...we've only got the one, time to treat it right!</div><div><br></div><div>10. Race morning will suck. If you're anything like me, you're typically so nervous that it's hard to eat the 1k kcals you need pre-race, you're wondering "why did I sign up for this?!", the line at the port o potty will be long, and no matter how many times you've already gone, you will need to go again. Pretty much until the gun goes off, you'll be a bit of a hot mess. Try to find peace with that, know that it will be like that and accept it for part of the day. </div><div><br></div><div>11. The night after an Ironman, I am hardly able to sleep. Part of its due to the adrenaline still pumping, the gobs of caffeine that I had throughout the day and then part of it is due to just being pumped for crossing another finish line. Thank God for social media...I am typical MORE than caught up after a race 😂 I typically can't eat that much post race, so I always know that I will be starving at 2AM and have snacks on the ready for when I wake up! Remember all that fun food you wanted to try? Now's the time!! </div><div><br></div><div>12. Self discovery- not in the new agey sense, but triathlon takes up so much time that you will truly find out what is important to you and what is not. And you'll pretty quickly find out if you're passionate enough about the sport to minimize time spent doing other things you like in the pursuit of achieving your best. There needs to be a balance for me, but I've learned over the past few years that the balance isn't an equal one (as MUCH as I've tried to fight this)...i don't get to drink as much wine as I want as it packs on weight, disrupts my sleeping and isn't helping me win Kona! Darn it...can't they make a wine that does all of those things?!</div><div><br></div><div>13. Discipline. Triathlon is important to me. So is my job, my family, my friends. I want to do them ALL to the best of my abilities. That means I need to be as efficient as possible. I try to cram as much as possible into each day so that I can do everything that I want to do in this life. The only downside to this is when I do try to slow down, I'm not very good at it. I hustle around the house tidying up, unable to sit still, and continue to reply to emails quickly even when I have a bit more time, simply because I am always in that mode. Something to work on I guess...how to savor the moment and really focus.</div><div><br></div><div>14. The finish line. No matter how your day has gone, the finish line of a race is a beautiful sight and brings with it such a feeling of accomplishment and happiness. Have you ever looked at those pics? Hands in the air, jumps for joy (I don't know how they do it), tears of happiness, and faces full of pride for what they have just done. We ask a lot of our body and mind on race day. Take that last mile or two and be grateful for what you have just been ABLE to do and celebrate that. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_WxBqkqu8yxIfcnn6iSL6CXyjbM8JTYoqFqzaS52t5MnR_v1m1PXRpNR_nprBcbRQ_0gX7jncIuxERsBI51wXRBAjwMoWfbbhJKt-iCoUcjyIIx8fjLdbsIdsq11DFT_DVbp_iDhQStbU/s640/blogger-image-1647566565.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_WxBqkqu8yxIfcnn6iSL6CXyjbM8JTYoqFqzaS52t5MnR_v1m1PXRpNR_nprBcbRQ_0gX7jncIuxERsBI51wXRBAjwMoWfbbhJKt-iCoUcjyIIx8fjLdbsIdsq11DFT_DVbp_iDhQStbU/s640/blogger-image-1647566565.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Now it's time to put the final preps in place for race day and relax!! </div></div>haileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18331247855307605241noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942448974795538641.post-2194412554368910842015-11-23T18:27:00.001-08:002015-11-23T19:15:58.476-08:00Whoops! I raced again...I did a pretty good job of not shouting from the rooftops that I was going to race Ironman Arizona until I got there on Thursday. Why? Well, for one, I didn't know I was going to race until 2 weeks post Kona, when while watching friends race Cabo, I got so homesick to race that I decided I HAD to race one more time this year too. And two, I felt greedy racing again. I had just had a great Kona and had had enough support from friends and family...isn't that enough I thought? Why aren't you satisfied and ready for the off-season? Unlike past years after Kona, I was feeling fresh. I hadn't taken to drinking heavily and eating all the treats. The urge just hadn't hit and mentally I was just not ready to be done. And I think we all know that your body can physically make it through an Ironman most any day if you've been training for a long time, but it's the MIND that will allow you to race and compete. My mind wanted to go one more time. So off I went to Arizona, my first race on this course and sealed the deal for Kona #7 this coming October. It still thrills me as much as my first qualification, I can't seem to gobble enough of Kona up and my soul is at peace on that island.<br />
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I had been checking the weather and was really concerned that I might be cold during the race. I am a summer baby at heart, and my ideal conditions are Kona...not AZ on a rare, cold and rainy 60* day. But, you can only control YOU and certainly not the weather so I adjusted my wardrobe choices and went about prepping for another day of FUN in the <strike>sun</strike> RAIN! I got to stay with good friend and <a href="http://www.coeursports.com/">Coeur </a>teammie, Andrea and her hubby and wonderful dog. This made things so much fun, it always beats a hotel when yo can be with friends and do your own food and spread out.<br />
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Race morning came fast enough and Andrea and I were off to transition after breakfast and braids!<br />
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Pre race breakfast: rice, 2 eggs, cold brew coffee, bottle of <a href="http://www.osmonutrition.com/">pre-load</a>, banana and peanut butter on drive to transition. ~900 kcals<br />
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<a href="http://www.rokasports.com/">ROKA Swim</a>: 58:19 and my FIRST first out of the water award! BAM and thank you Stanford Masters!!!<br />
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I have to say that I absolutely LOVE the swim initiative. It allows you to self seed and I think if you do that, that the swim shouldn't be too terrible....at least better than a typical mass start. I lined up on the very front line and when the gun went off hopped into that cold water and started swimming! I had seen others wearing neoprene caps and thought "why didn't I at least double down and wear a silicon cap underneath my race cap?!" But really, after I got going, I wasn't cold at all. I chose the perfect goggle for the morning (thanks to a 10PM oh shit, my goggles are for direct sun and now it's going to be cloudy tomorrow, let me switch them out moment) and with the F1 light vermillion was able to see the buoys. I kept thinking, man, why is it choppy in this man made lake? I swear that Ironman Texas is like this too, for man made fresh water it sure moves a lot! I kept with the feet I was on until they started to not follow a tight line along the buoys and then readjusted to new feet. I kept telling myself not to get complacent. This is my biggest issue in the swim, I just settle in and get comfortable- much to my husband's chagrin...it's not supposed to be comfortable! So I kept saying, faster turnover. I was pumped to get out in under an hour and quickly got focused on what was up next. I swam in my tri shorts and a Coeur bikini top so that I could change into a dry top after the swim. While this was a stellar plan for warmth and didn't end up effecting the overall day, it was a MIGHTY slow transition and hugely comical as I got a wet bikini top off and then proceeded to have volunteers try <strike>sorry you had to touch my boobs so much</strike> to get a tri top with bra in it on, arm warmers, gloves and a jersey on top of that tank (because I def didn't want a sunburn in AZ!!)<br />
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<a href="http://www.argon18bike.com/">Bike: 5:14:21 </a><br />
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Bike Nutrition: <a href="http://www.haileyintraining.blogspot.com/2013/10/salty-balls.html">recipe of salty balls</a>, 7 bottles of <a href="http://www.osmonutrition.com/">osmo active</a> ~360kcals/hour (update to salty balls, they are RAD with chocolate rice krispies)<br />
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Onto the bike I went thinking that I was among the first few AG women- what I didn't realize that it wasn't all AG women in the change tent, that there were pros in there as well. Unfortunately for the pro women in AZ, the AG'ers started only 5 minutes back. Although I think this is mostly unfair for the faster women as it allows the slower women to both legally and illegally take advantage of age groupers on the road. I raced Kona actually looking at power and this is where I think I made a big mistake there- as when the competition passed me, I let it go as my power was great...yeah, but the race just went up to Hawi without you ;) So I recorded power at AZ, but took it off of my Garmin screens completely. we would go back to racing by feel and the race here and see how that did. The first lap was really quiet and it's always cool to see the pros going in the other direction for a bit of motivation. After each lap, I would see <a href="http://www.gosonja.com/">Sonja</a> and she would yell encouragement at me and give me the stats and let me know I was 3rd...I was hoping she meant overall and not AG, but all I knew is that there was still work to do! And then the rain came, it was already cool and I was SO thankful that I wore everything I did and had toe covers on my bike shoes. I needed all of the warmth. I kind of just laughed at all of the rain, really AZ? My main issue with people in the rain is that on a course that gets narrow in town and where EVERYONE is trying to have THEIR day and THEIR best time, they are looking out mostly for themselves and forget about their community. I kept looking back each time I needed to pass and said "on your left", and was appalled by how many did not extend the same courtesy...really, you can't be a bit safer when it's raining, we're all in aero and oh by the way, have you tried to brake recently? The last few miles of the bike I took really slowly as the course was really crowded, there were quite a few turns and the last thing I wanted was to go down right before the run.<br />
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Run: 3:29:35 (please accept Garmin time of 3:28:50 due to port o loo stop)<br />
Run Nutrition: 1.5 bananas, coke at every aid station, glucose tabs last 10k ~225 kcals/hour<br />
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I ran a 3:30 in Kona in 2014 and was oh. so. close to breaking it and had really known that I was capable of doing it, it just needed to happen. I exited transition and had to laugh as the volunteers were standing there with their hands covered in sunscreen. They offered it to me and I gave them the best laugh I could muster- they knew it was a bit silly at that point too- I don't think anyone got a drop of sun exposure this year at Ironman Arizona. I started out on the marathon and Sonja let me know that I was in 2nd place in the AG and 3rd OA heading onto the run. My first thoughts were "man this cement is really slippery!". The cement was a slightly polished cement and so it was hard to get much traction and I kept feeling like I was going to fall down. Not awesome, but move it along Hailey! I made the pass for first about 4 miles into the run and just focused on keeping a fast cadence and making sure to eat and drink. It was awesome to see so many friends cheering and racing along the course. And then, for just a moment, the sun came out and I thought the rain might be done. NOT! Somewhere along the second lap, another funny volunteer offered me ice. Really sir? Please I'll take the broth! That stuff was tasty! <br />
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My watch had both total time on it and run time. I try to keep myself in the present and focused on the process and not the outcome as you just never know what can happen in those final miles of a marathon. You could (quite literally) shit the bed and your day could be done. I had a few moments of ohh, this is great, you're going to go sub-10 again and you are going to WIN this thing. Then I told myself it ain't over until the fat lady sings and to be focused on keeping the pace until the end.<br />
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That finish line appeared and was so sweet. I had really been excited to do an Ironman that day and had kept telling myself that day that It was (rain aside) so awesome to be out there racing and being able to do what makes me happy. Mike Riley called me in and referred to me as"happy girl"...I think my finish line arm dance might have gone overboard this time! I crossed as 1st in my AG, 2nd overall amateur and 15th overall female including the pros. I was so thrilled with the day and so thankful that I had gotten to do it just 5 weeks again after Kona.<br />
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The next morning, all of the Coeur gals had breakfast together and it was just rad. I hadn't met most of them in real life yet and to get to put faces and names and stories together was a highlight of the trip.<br />
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And NOW, we post-season. I'm excited to relax and indulge but also mindful of the year to come and the goals that I want to work towards. <br />
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<br />haileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18331247855307605241noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942448974795538641.post-63192951569188166532015-10-16T12:15:00.000-07:002015-10-16T16:26:23.410-07:00Kona Take 6<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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I can't believe that this past Saturday marked my 6th finish along Alii Drive. But at the same time, I can't imagine being anywhere else on the 2nd Saturday in October. Along the way, Kona has become an incredibly special place to me and a time of year that I look forward to for so many reasons...I get to see friends that I only see on the island and I get to race my fave race of the year. I keep thinking my excitement and love for this race will die down and it seemingly won't stop!<br />
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I got to Kona two weeks before race day so that I could do my entire taper there and have even more time to acclimatize. It was awesome to be there early when the island was still a bit sleepy. I stepped off the plane and knew I had landed in my happy spot with that first BIG breath of hot, wet, full fat air! The heat and humidity were high this year, I'm not a big sweater, but I would come back from a 30min run and Mark once asked if I had gone into the pool...the answer was, no. It was just that hot. Thankfully, I was not feeling the heat and was getting ready for race day. Once I landed, I immediately started using pee strips (TMI?!) to test my hydration levels on a daily basis. I think many of us focus on hydration the day before and maybe even days before a race, but in talking with <a href="http://www.osmonutrition.com/">Stacy from Osmo</a>, she says that it should be an area of focus for the entire taper. That's right, for the ENTIRE time, you need to be making sure you're getting enough electrolytes. Which, on an island in the Pacific can be a challenge! I think this really paid off and know had I not been as focused on it, I would have had "enough" water, but would not have been hydrated. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nothing beats an ocaen swim</td></tr>
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After a week by myself, Mark finally arrived and then the rest of the Coeur crew and Kayla arrived and I knew race day was near! We had fun swimming at the pier, getting coffee and just laying low. <a href="http://www.argon18bike.com/">Argon18</a> hosted a great dinner early in the week and showed off the <strike>can't wait to get my hands on one</strike> new line of tri bikes. They were incredible at making sure our entire fleet of Coeur Argon's were ready to roll FAST on Saturday, <a href="http://enve.com/products/ses-7-8/">Enve</a> also released a new wheel Tuesday night which was awesome. Knowing that the Enve's are so stable in the Kona mumuku's makes me much less nervous about race day and wind conditions. The rest of the race week prep went smoothly, Mark put on new tires, washed my bike and I got bags ready, food prepped and bottles ready. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Thank you Erin and Mark!</td></tr>
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Throughout the time in Kona, I was trying to think of the race as "just another race". Nothing special, as I wasn't going to change anything on race day that would be different from how I normally race, this just happened to be the last race of the season...and the World Championships ;) I think this really helped and I was much calmer Thursday/Friday than I normally am and I also slept better Friday night. I spent a lot of time visualizing- I was on the massage table and spent the entire hour going through the race- from eating breakfast to crossing the finish line, and everything in-between. I also threw in getting a flat tire, terrible winds, choppy water and tried to imagine how I would just keep eating and drinking. My goal was to not be outcome oriented but process oriented. I wanted to do the BEST that I could, in each possible moment and trust in my training, and my ability to execute. <br />
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With all of that, here we go!<br />
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Nutrition Pre Swim: 2 eggs, rice, triple shot espresso, banana, peanut butter, <a href="http://www.osmonutrition.com/">bottle of pre-load, bottle of active </a>~800kcals<br />
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<a href="http://www.rokasports.com/">Swim: 1:04:37</a>, 3rd AG and I believe top 10 Amateur. Garmin had 2.6 miles, so I will take this as a WIN for time :)<br />
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After the pros went off, that was my cue to start getting ready. I went out of the athlete area and did my usual go talk to Mark, apply Body Glide, drink a few more sips of water and get my last pre-race hug. We meet at the same place each year so there is no stress over where I'm going to find him. Then it was back into the athlete area and after the men went off, we still had a few minutes before we needed to get into the water. I couldn't find Kayla but found a few Coeur teammies to hang with before we got in. After we were in the water, the sun was BRIGHT and I knew it was going to be a good day, no matter the outcome. I chose the <a href="http://www.rokasports.com/products/f1-goggle">Roka F1 dark gray/silver mirror</a> goggle and was so pleased I did as there was truly no cloud cover for the start of the race. I went out hard as I always do to try and get clear water and away from the pack behind. It was a really great swim, I didn't have too much contact and women, on the whole, are SO MUCH MORE POLITE in a mass swim. I found feet immediately and thought that we were swimming really well. Soon enough we hit the turn around and I stayed with the two women I had found for the rest o the swim. One of them lead the entire way back and the other gal and I traded turns at her hip and then ended up single file as we navigated through the slower AG men. I was blown away by the fact that we went through so many men, I don't recall it being like that LY and it seems that 15 minutes really isn't enough time between the men/women AG'ers. As we approached the pier, I started thinking about going through transition, the order I would put things on and getting out of there lickity split. I didn't know where I was yet, but felt like I had swum comfortably and that I had swum well. Thank you Stanford Masters and Roka!<br />
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Bike Nutrition: 5 Bonk Breaker bars (<a href="http://bonkbreaker.com/nutrition-bars/salted-caramel/">LOVE the salted caramel with electrolytes</a>!), 8 bottles of Osmo Active, 1 full bottle of coke. ~2100kcals or about 371/hour. #eatlikeachamp<br />
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Bike: 5:41:12- 13th in the AG :(<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZqrD07RhNBe6AiSShD9NNy6w6bvNLJFfhy81QOlyhwtZ7c4-4mzqdP2PeXlptWTwkNV-E2Sm3kh8z53q3GSlDQiQIPjVNRtdmIU1I3rtvI6x_YIG8iCqjXrcYEAzjxXEMlt6LdLPJ8AA8/s640/blogger-image--1474306201.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZqrD07RhNBe6AiSShD9NNy6w6bvNLJFfhy81QOlyhwtZ7c4-4mzqdP2PeXlptWTwkNV-E2Sm3kh8z53q3GSlDQiQIPjVNRtdmIU1I3rtvI6x_YIG8iCqjXrcYEAzjxXEMlt6LdLPJ8AA8/s640/blogger-image--1474306201.jpg" /></a>I went into the bike in the top 3 in the AG and top 10 overall and came off in 9th/10th in the AG and 34th overall. It certainly wasn't my bike..<a href="http://www.argon18bike.com/">.my pony was the best</a> there is available and I<a href="http://www.enve.com/"> rolled the best wheels.</a>..I just didn't pedal fast enough or hard enough. The first thing Mark said to me was "you've got work to do". This part is hard for me. I thought that I was biking well and my watts say I had "best watts ever" during an ironman...and not by 1-2, but by a lot! When the gals came by me, I may have been too good at staying focused on my own race and not focused on THE race for the win. Who knows what would have happened had I tried to go with the top gals...maybe I could have, maybe not- but I have never biked slower in Kona (OK- the 1st year I went, but not counting that one). The winds were not bad on the way out, but on the way to Hawi, I thought, wait, is that a sprinkle? That quickly turned into "holy shit it's chucking it down sideways with wind", to "man I have to take off my glasses and OWWIE that huts my eyes it's raining so hard!". I got to the turn around and thought to myself that there was NO way I was going to bomb down that hill and risk riding aggressively with hundreds of other triathletes- people who don't handle bikes well on dry land, let alone in the rain (myself included). I wanted to keep my skin in tact. Thankfully for me, right after special needs the sun came out, the rain stopped and the roads were immediately dry- that happens when it's 90 out ;) Back to the game plan of getting down from Hawi and back onto the Queen K. I knew that I had been passed by some <strike>OK a lot</strike> of gals and the first 10 miles along the Queen K are typically pretty rough. You know you have a long way to go still. Pretty much right after we made the turn, you could tell it was going to be a rough and slow return to town, no favors today. It was a lift to see friends at Puako cheering for me and then it was pretty much quality me time for the rest of the ride. I felt good for most of the ride, but had been nervous going into the race as I crashed at a race in August and had had some shooting hip pain that didn't allow me to get into aero. Thankfully on race day, it did not flare up. I could talk about the drafting for days and how bothersome it is, but I think everyone knows about the drafting and telling more stories and getting mad about it just doesn't help....although I did ask some gal how another gals's chamois smelled ;)<br />
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Run nutrition: 2 packs of energy chews and endless amounts of coke water and ice, glucose tabs over the last 10k. Let's say you get 20kcals/cup of coke. ~880 or 251kcals/hour<br />
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Run: 3:32:03, 8:05's and 3rd best AG run<br />
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I think the run is the part of the race that I am most proud of. Not because I ran quickly, but because I could have so easily given up and said "it's just not my day" and run slowly and given up and accepted 10th place. But I didn't do that, and Mark told me to just keep running. Doing my <strike>tortoise and the hare</strike> thing, eating, drinking and keeping as cool as possible. That none of the pro women managed to break 3 hours on the marathon speaks to the toughness of the day and the heat. I mentally struggled along Alii which you would think wouldn't happen with all of the amazing spectators, but it did. I got passed at least one more time on Alii before heading up Palani. But as soon as I got onto the Queen K, I found my rhythm and began to see gals up ahead and could tell that I was running faster. I always enter the energy lab with the goal to find at least one woman to pass. I started passing them around mile 18 (going into the energy lab I think I was still 9th). By the time I came out of the energy lab, I had moved into 6th place and found 5th around mile 21. Here I told myself that I had less than 2 laps around the neighborhood left and that I needed to run for Kayla (she qualified for Kona but got a stress fracture a few weeks out so was only able to swim/bike). The headwind that was present on the return ride home on the bike was still going strong and I tried to tuck in behind as many folks as I could along the way, Just before mile 24, Mark let me know that 4th place was just up ahead and that she wasn't running as fast as I was. Some amazing dude racing told me to tuck in behind him and he would try to bridge the gap. He took off a bit too quickly and I had to tell him I'm the tortoise, not the hare! I passed 4th around mile 24 and tried to make it look like I meant business so that she wouldn't try to come with me. I feel a bit woozy from the effort and thought, oh man, I hope this isn't it! Only two miles to go...you can do two miles. I made the turn onto Alii and saw friends and family and made sure to SAVOR the moment. I was going to successfully cross my 6th Kona finish line as 4th in the AG and on the podium.<br />
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Now that it's over and the soreness has almost worn off, I am happy with the result. You can always do more, and yes, I would have loved to have biked better...just 3.5 minutes better to be exact and I would have gotten 2nd. But I didn't and I can't be upset with 4th place. I'm usually incredibly ready for the of-season and I'm not yet, but after mentioning that to coach, he ensured me I will be taking an off season! The awards ceremony was awesome and the after party in the pouring rain was even better. A few coffees later and it was time to go home on Monday and head back to reality. Soon enough we'll start to get the build to try to do it all again!<br />
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<br />haileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18331247855307605241noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942448974795538641.post-7964249345614799722015-09-15T11:12:00.004-07:002015-09-15T11:12:49.068-07:00Santa Cruz 70.3I was supposed to race two weeks ago at an Olympic distance race in Oakland. Swim went well, but it was actually raining and if you've kept up with the weather in California, it hasn't rained in oh about 3 years. So rain resulted in slick roads. Long story short, I went down hard, cracked my helmet in multiple places and bruised my ankle and hip. I came away from that, thinking MAN am I lucky- it could have been so much worse. That made me think twice about racing Santa Cruz, given that it's always foggy there and could also have some slick roads. I'm sure this would be good for practice, but thanks but no thanks, I don't want to take any chances this close to Kona. In the end, mark said to just keep the rubber side down, keep it safe and that yes, I had to race. Off to Santa Cruz we went!<br />
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I've been trying to get a pulse on why I don't always love to race (outside of Hawaii and qualifying for Hawaii I sometimes am not so pumped to race)...is it that the more you race, the more you know how badly it will have to hurt to yield the desired performance? When you first start racing, it's so exciting. Racing is still exciting for me, but I know what it takes and sometimes I think that I get scared. Scared of the effort required, scared that I might not be able to do it and maybe even fearful of success. While lying in bed trying to get to sleep, I kept reminding myself that I had to "take" my success. I had to own it and want it. Success doesn't just happen and <strike>as much as I wish there was</strike> there is NO "easy button" when it comes to success...in any part of life. Which is probably why success brings so much joy. It isn't easy to accomplish. <br />
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I've raced this event in the past, when it was known as the Big Kahuna- see my love for all things Hawaiian started long ago! I tried to go back through the results, but I raced it in 2008/2009 and then I think? 2012, but couldn't find the results anywhere. If you've not visited coastal California, it can be FOGGY and a bit cold, not my typical weather jam. We got lucky for a no fog swim so we could see the buoys, but it was a sunscreen optional kind of day, with the sun barely peeking out for the run. We opted to sleep at home the night before- it's always SO nice to be at home the day before a race, on your sofa, watching TV, relaxing and then getting to sleep in your own bed. The 4:00 wake up call was the only downside to this!<br />
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Pre-race nutrition- Staple of 2 eggs with rice and aminos, one banana about 30 minutes before the start, cold brew coffee(what no latte?!!), and one bottle of <a href="http://www.osmonutrition.com/">pre-load </a><br />
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Kayla and I hopped in the car and got to transition by 5:20 for a 7:00 start. The water looked like glass, but as soon as we started, we saw that the glass was only a surface appearance...what lie beneath was the Pacific doing it's thing on a Sunday morning. The current was trying to push us back towards the start, so I shortened my stroke to a short, choppy stroke and tried to time my breathing with the waves so that I continued to move forward without gulping mass amounts of sea water...cause I didn't order a side of sea water with my breakfast and did not need that in my belly. The only reassuring thing about the swim was knowing that after the halfway point, we turned for home and it was literally smooth sailing as the same chop that we had just fought, was now assisting us on a fun and fast ride home. I always try to stay with buddy Christine as she is a SUPER fish, for as long as possible. Same as at Vineman this year, I was 30 seconds back of her exiting the water and came out in 3rd place.<br />
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Bike nutrition: half a recipe of <a href="http://haileyintraining.blogspot.com/2013/10/salty-balls.html">salty balls</a> and 3 bottles (almost?) of <a href="http://www.osmonutrition.com/">Osmo Active</a><br />
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I managed to come out of T1 just a hair in front of Christine and we quickly set out in pursuit of the gal who was leading out AG on the road. The roads were wet as we headed out of Santa Cruz and wound our way to Highway 1. I was cautious as the memory of hitting the deck is still way too fresh and was excited once we hit Highway 1 and it was straight and dry...for a bit. There was one section that was a course change and it took us off of 1 and onto a small parallel side road that was some of the worst pavement I've ridden and culminated with a 1 mile climb, and subsequent descent. Somewhere along this climb, Christine came by me and I dropped into 3rd. Man, did I lose some time on that descent. It was still foggy and I was still nervous, so I rode it like a granny. I figured nothing was worth a crash, even if it meant that I gave up a position or two. On the return trip a gal come by me like I was standing still- she ended up going to win our AG and was 2nd overall amateur. Once back onto Highway 1, I told myself I needed to do some serious work to keep myself ahead of 4th place (good friend and faster runner, <a href="http://gosonja.com/">Sonja</a>) and to be able to start the run in a good position. I was worried with it being cooler that I had not taken in enough fluid, even though I had <a href="http://www.osmonutrition.com/">pre-load</a> both the night before and the morning of the race. Nothing was wrong nutritionally, but I am used to hot races and just plowing through hydration! My bike ended up OK with a time of 2:38:42 and I was in 3rd heading into the run. <br />
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Run nutrition: half bottle of pre-load/active combo, coke, water, <a href="http://www.musclemilk.com/products/bars1/energy-chews/">1 pack Muscle Milk chews</a>, and 2 gels (sorry Stac!)<br />
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Onto the run I went, starting in 3rd, but could hear the announcer just ahead at the first mile mark, calling Christine's name. I knew Christine was in 2nd and I was able to move into 2nd place by the end of mile 2. Now to run the next 11 miles with Sonja chasing me! Going back to my thoughts on success, I had to make a decision. Try to run hard and get the very best of myself, or be scared and let myself get caught. I chose to work hard and try to maintain my lead. I have really been working on increasing my cadence and leaning forward, trying to be a more efficient runner, so that in the later stages of Kona, I am able to maintain a good pace. The good thing is, a quicker cadence doesn't hurt so much. This method paid off in multiple ways on Sunday. Most awesomely, I had a half marathon PR, by nearly 90 seconds, so bettering my previous half mary PR (from 2012) by 6 seconds per mile. I was thrilled to get home and figure that our, especially since I hadn't felt like I was running 7:15's. i also felt like I could have sustained that effort for longer, so hoping the same tactic and techniques pays off a little under 4 weeks from now on an island in the Pacific :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">2 miles to go- RUN! Photo Cred: @jenbaer</td></tr>
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The final stretch of the run- is on deep sand along the Santa Cruz boardwalk. I am sure the families there for a beach day were like, what is happening here, and who are these crazy folk?! I tried to keep myself in the hard pack sand, but ended up getting hit by incoming waves, so not sure that was any better than running in the deep sand. The only thing that I would like to have nailed a bit better is nutrition- I think truly, I didn't drink enough during the bike and on the run, I was desperate for drinks and to keep fueling myself, something that rarely happens to me in races. <br />
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I crossed the line still in 2nd place in the AG and as 3rd overall on the day! Now it's a bit of recovery along with Interbike this week and then it's time to wind it down for Hawaii!<br />
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haileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18331247855307605241noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942448974795538641.post-20367136639257227172015-07-15T12:21:00.002-07:002015-07-15T12:21:30.486-07:0010 years in a row, VIneman 2015Wow, hard to think that I've been doing triathlon for more than a decade, and that I've spent a weekend in July every summer for that decade racing in wine country with friends at Vineman. Vineman was the first half where I qualified to 70.3 Worlds and outside of Kona, is my favorite race. There is something about racing close to home, on a familiar course with tons of friends on course for support. When I go to visualize race day each year, it gets easier and easier as I know the course so well that it's just fun to go through the day in my head <strike>OK maybe not fun to go through the part where I get RUN down but we can talk about that later.</strike> I've been super pooped the past few days, but am excited for the recovery to be over and to start the build to Kona!<br />
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It had felt like an odd build for Vineman as I took 3 weeks off after Texas (May 18th), and then did a small 3 week cycle for Vineman. Last year was different as I raced in early April and not May, so had a much more robust lead into the race. Needless to day, I wasn't sure what was going to unfold on race day. <br />
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I was excited to race, and just as excited for the post race activities- we were going to stay over and do a wine tasting and have a fancy dinner with friends. YES, please! I had made Kayla and I pre-race <a href="http://haileyintraining.blogspot.com/2013/10/salty-balls.html">salty balls</a> but kept them in the freezer and on my mental checklist of "things to grab as we left the house". Guess what's still in the freezer? Kayla got the ingredients and I made a new batch Saturday night at our most excellent and retro Air B&B before we went to bed. A pee strip to check hydration levels (how proud are you Stacy?!!) before bed and we were ready to (try to) snooze. <br />
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Breakfast- Rice, 2 eggs, avocado, bottle of active and a vita coco coffee (very tasty!).<br />
On way to race: <a href="http://osmonutrition.com/store/products.html?cat=women">bottle of pre-load</a>, spoonful of PB<br />
Right before race: half banana<br />
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Total AM kcals: ~850<br />
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<a href="http://www.rokasports.com/">Swim:</a> EXCITEMENT...shiny new BIG 70.3 swim PR of 27:30, 2nd in the AG<br />
I got in the water and knew that the goal was going to be to stay with friend and Stanford Masters lane mate, Christine. CG is such a fast swimmer that I thought this would be s stretch goal, but it's only a half and I needed to be comfortable being uncomfy. So I lined up next to her and then after the gun went off, we charged and were quickly in the lead. We swam side by side until the turn around, where we were running into more and more folks from the previous waves. After the turn it became harder to stay with her due to congestion...and her speed, but I kept her in sight and knew that I was having a good swim. I didn't look at my watch or the race clock (who can do that math when you start 60+min after the first wave?!) as I knew if we were the first out of the water, the time didn't matter too much. I hit the line just :24 after her for a PR of almost a minute in a 70.3 swim. Maybe I should only go to masters 2x a week all the time and have Christine at all of the same races? BIG thanks to the Roka team as the <a href="http://www.rokasports.com/collections/womens-maverick-wetsuits/products/womens-maverick-pro-fullsuit">Maverick Pro</a> is obviously a huge advantage in the water!!<br />
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T1: Rookie alert...I had run the transition that morning and felt confident of where my bike was, but somehow went down the wrong row and ended up searching around for it for about a minute :( I left T1 JUST behind Christine and it was time for us to ride!<br />
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Bike Nutrition: 3 bottles <a href="http://osmonutrition.com/store/osmo-hydration-for-women.html">Osmo Strawberry Active</a>, almost half recipe of salty balls ~301kcals/hour<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The bike loves its vino too!</td></tr>
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Good new for Vineman this year? The normally really terrible West Side Road had been GLORIOUSLY repaved and we would have smooth tarmac for about the first 40 miles and then a bad few before hitting the last 6 of smooth pavement again. This was amazing as the road surfaces are typically pretty bad and it affects how/when you can pass. No issues with that this year and I set out of T1 chasing Christine. Girl was PUSHING the pace which was good as I had wanted to go HARD on the bike this year. Mission accomplished! I passed Christine for the lead maybe 10 miles in? I kept telling myself there were only 56 miles and I needed to be working all of them if I wanted to have any chance of winning this race. Around mile 40 I made sure to have food as Chalk Hill is at 42 and you need to be topped off to do well on the remaining miles. I got to the top of the hill and saw Mark in his usual spot waiting to cheer me on. He encouraged me <strike>ok, shouted at me</strike> to throw it in the biggest gear I could and hammer home. By the time I came off the bike, I had about a 3 minute lead on the next gal in the AG. Would it be enough?<br />
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Run nutrition: bottle of half scoop pre-load and 1 scoop active on the way out of T2 to top off hydration in order to avoid on course gatorade, 5hr energy on way out ot T2, 1 pack <a href="http://www.musclemilk.com/products/bars1/energy-chews/">Muscle Milk energy chews</a>, cups of coke at most aid stations, glucose tabs over the last 10k. ~300/kcals/hour<br />
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Run: 1:41:10, pace of #notawesome<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Photo Cred: @heatherrosescott</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Thanks @heatherrosescott</td></tr>
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Not much to say other than the run will continue to be a focus of mine as we head into Kona. I struggle as soon as the earth even points remotely up to keep up a good pace. On flats, I can run ALL day long STRONG, but this course is far from flat and I will need to improve my run to improve my placing here next year. I don't know that I've ever come off of the bike in 1st place. Mark was there but would have to take off at some point to go race his own race (best husband/coach ever award for getting up at o'dark thirty to get me race ready, cheer almost all day long and then go race his own race). Mark was able to get some splits and Sonja was 2nd off the bike and was going to be hard to keep away. We have been racing together for years and it is great to finally be on the <a href="http://www.coeursports.com/">same team</a> this year. I headed into the just over a mile loop in the La Crema vineyard around mile 7 and then hit the out and back where I would finally see what was coming. Around mile 8, Sonja was closing in quickly and I knew that the pass was near. Just behind her was Jen (who had a baby only 18 months ago?!) who was HARD charging. Sonja ran with me side by side for a while and wanted me to go with her, but I just didn't have it in me (maybe mentally more than physically?) to go with her. Being in fight mode with friends and people I love is hard for me. I tend to just back down...can't seem to want to "kill, kill, kill" some of my dear friends! This is obviously something to work on and thankfully I don't know most of the girls in Kona, so I can mentally do a bit better.<br />
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I hit the line in 3rd, about 5 minutes back from Jen and 2 back from Sonja. It was awesome to hang with them post race and then cheer for Kayla as she crushed it as well with 2nd in the 30-34 AG just two weeks before Lake Placid...watch out ladies of Placid!! We bought some wipes from the corner store (shower in a bathroom for the win!) got a quick snack before the awards and then it was officially time to celebrate by wine tasting and dinner at a nice restaurant. Mark made it back from his own race with just enough time for a wipe shower of his own before our dinner reservation. It was an awesome way to celebrate the days accomplishments...good friends, food and vino. <br />
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<br />haileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18331247855307605241noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942448974795538641.post-5115308860551394432015-06-16T09:42:00.000-07:002015-06-16T09:42:04.998-07:00Escaping from The RockI think this must have been Escape from Alcatraz #5 for me? I took last year off as I was traumatized from the swim in 2013 when a man died and I thought that my race would be over as I swore I was going to need a rescue kayak...the race had been moved to accommodate America's Cup in 2013 and the San Francisco Bay in March is not nearly as "calm" as it is in early June. I remember the <strike>waves so big I thought I might not make it</strike> "chop" and the frigid temperatures after the swim...not exactly my ideal Kona like conditions!<br />
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This year Kayla said that she was going to do it and that so should I...mind you this would be 3 weeks post Ironman Texas...who does that? Think about it...a taper before Texas, race and then three weeks of easy and unstructured workouts. Perfect race prep! The goal was to not embarrass myself or have wine leak out of my pores while I was sweating. We were lucky enough to stay with friends on Saturday night, so enjoyed a walk through Golden Gate park to dinner before hitting the sheets for some pre-race sleep!<br />
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Swim: 33:41, two minutes better than my previous best time. <br />
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If you've never raced Alcatraz, it's kind of hard to imagine. They bus everyone from transition to one of the piers. All 2000+ athletes get on ONE boat and mozy out to the island for the start. I'll let you use your imagination as to how 2k athletes on one boat is...a bit hot, lots of nerves and a bit of pee in the carpet ;) Everyone goes off right after the pros...there is an opening on the side of the boat and they just start yelling "GO, GO, GO!!!" and everyone jumps off in a rolling start style. Your face hits the balmy 58* water and after a quick "holy MOLY it's cold!" internal dialogue, you are off to sight 1.5 miles straight ahead. You have to sight straight ahead as the current is so strong in the bay, when you sight straight, you will actually end up half of one mile down the road. Crazy! And that is exactly what that swim feels like from beneath you...even if the water is "calm" on top and not very choppy, the current stirs it up so much that it feels like you are being thrown around from underneath you. I know that's a bit dramatic, but your stroke feels like you must look like a 2 year old thrashing about. The entrance into Aquatic Park is a welcome sight and hearing people yell "WIPE YOUR FACE!!!" as you exit the slimy bay waters is always funny. After wiping my bay beard off (just scan some of the pics...you will see what I mean), I headed to find some shoes to put on my frozen claws for the half mile run to transition.<br />
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Bike: 1:00:16...I've been faster, and I've been slower<br />
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I had arm warmers and gloves to put on as I ran to transition, but opted for gloves only. Figured since it was in the high 50's when we started that I could get through ;) I rode my <a href="http://www.argon18bike.com/">road bike </a> with my rad new <a href="http://www.enve.com/">Enve clip on aero bars</a> as the course is so undulating that a TT bike (for me) just makes no sense. I was super pumped to have the clip on aero bars though as there are a few section through Golden Gate Park where you can actually get a rhythm and I think the bars truly helped here. Kayla caught up to me right as we went past the Golden Gate Bridge on our way to the Ocean and I knew my job was to just stay close...girl is training for Lake Placid and is on fire right now! Once we got going towards the Ocean, we got treated to see the front of the men's race coming back on the course and then saw the women as they were flying out of the park and up past the Ocean towards home. It's always so inspiring to see the pros hammering it out and fighting for the win. I felt pretty blah on the run and had to keep reminding myself that there were only 18 miles in total, that I needed to PUSH and HURT and not have a low IM heart rate. I stopped at the top of a climb, positive that I had a flat- checked my tire and NOPE, just some flat legs ;) Kelly passed me here and was like, "are you OK?"...yes, nothing to see here, nothing to see! I tried to push as much as possible to get back to T2 and hope that I'd be able to run!<br />
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Run: 57:51 for 7.5 miles or a 7:42 pace...<br />
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I felt like such a rookie as I headed out of transition. I didn't eat anything on the bike, knowing that I had had a huge breakfast and I was only 1:30ish into the race, but this meant it was time to eat as I headed onto the run! I dropped my <a href="http://www.musclemilk.com/products/bars1/energy-chews/">energy chews</a> as I headed out onto the run and made the decision to go back and get them as I knew there would be no on course nutrition other than drinks and I would need some kcals over the next hour to propel me to the finish. The run is just like the bike; all over the place terrain wise- but I've done it enough, that in my head, I know that I just have to make the it to the sand ladder and from there, it's downhill/flat the rest of the way home...JUST...one tiny word! I was so glad to see Kayla on the beach running towards the sand ladder and then to see the finish line! <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">35-39 Podium</td></tr>
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After the race I was HUNGRY. Why does post race food always look so yucky? I made a bee-line for Chestnut street and found a massive salad...to which my hunger said, "YEAH RIGHT lady!", so we had fries while waiting for the awards to begin! The sun came out just as we were finishing up which meant it was fun to hang around and talk to people after the race. After the awards, we headed home and I got to spend the rest of the afternoon with my sis and her girls in the pool. Not a bad Sunday indeed!<br />
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Next up is Vineman! See you in July!<br />
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<br />haileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18331247855307605241noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942448974795538641.post-40726237951053217812015-05-31T15:36:00.000-07:002015-05-31T15:36:01.944-07:00Awesome Sauce...a recipeHere's my recipe for awesome sauce. We throw this on grilled or raw veggies or wrap it up in turkey for a quick, healthy snack. It's whole30/paleo compliant as well, but don't let that deter you...it's AWESOME!!<br />
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Do a "quick" soak of 2c raw cashews. Put the cashews in a bowl, cover with water and microwave for 3 minutes. This is quicker than an overnight soak and achieves the same goal.<br />
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In your blender put:<br />
2 large cloves garlic<br />
4 chipotle peppers in adobo sauce (don't like spicy? reduce the number of peppers)<br />
2tsp red wine vinegar<br />
juice off one lemon<br />
drained cashews<br />
chicken/veg stock to taste- you will need at least 3/4 of a cup. After that it's preference for consistency. I tend to use at least a cup. <br />
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Blend! scoop into an airtight container and use within the week.haileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18331247855307605241noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942448974795538641.post-57001395937069426652015-05-20T09:57:00.004-07:002015-05-20T19:59:52.381-07:00The Woodlands Y'allTo say that I am happy about punching my 6th ticket to Kona this past Saturday would be an understatement. As triathletes trying for Kona, you don't get many opportunities to qualify...if one race goes to poo, you can't (usually) do one next week as a do-over. So the anxiety leading up to a race is reasonable. I knew that I had put in the work, had given up more wine than ever before, run faster than before, done more mobility work than before to make sure that my ever so slightly aging body was ready for the day, done more X...but you can only control what you can control, and after Wildflower a few weeks ago, I thought I had "allergies". An ear ache, chest tightness, etc. Allergies turned out to be "you may be sick". Thanks Doc. I ended up taking vitamin C in massive doses, zinc'ing it up and trying my VERY best the week of the race to get better and get rid of the yuck that had crept into my body before the gun went off on Saturday morning.<br />
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I flew into the Woodlands with Pia on Thursday for a Saturday race...maybe not my best laid plan as from the moment we landed, time went into speed mode and just raced by...to the expo to pick up packets and say hi to friends, grocery store so that I could make <a href="http://haileyintraining.blogspot.com/2013/10/salty-balls.html">salty balls</a> for race day, get to the friends house, pack bags, <a href="http://www.rokasports.com/">practice swim</a> and before you knew it, it was Friday night and time to go to bed! If you haven't done a course before and can afford the extra day, I would go in on a Wednesday for a Saturday race just to give yourself that extra bit of wiggle room.<br />
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It had been raining in The Woodlands for the past few weeks, but as race day approached, the chances of rain kept going down and I had a feeling that as usual, race day would BRING her glory and the sun would come out and with all of the rain, the humidity would be off the charts. Maybe I'd make an excellent weather girl? This is exactly what happened as part way through the swim, the clouds parted and gave way to what was the start of a brutally hot and windy day in Texas.<br />
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Pre-swim nutrition: Bottle of <a href="http://www.osmonutrition.com/">Osmo mango</a>, serving of <a href="http://www.osmonutrition.com/">Pre-Load</a>, two eggs scrambled into cold rice (didn't want to raise my core temp on an already hot morning), liquid aminos on top and an iced latte. One banana right before the start. ~800kcals (should have had some PB in hind sight to get this close to 1k)<br />
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Swim: 1:03:38 or 1:38/100m<br />
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This swim is almost exactly what I swam in 2012 here. A freshwater swim in 81* water means no wet suit and no added buoyancy...good for those of us that grew up as swimmers. I also think that non wet suit swims are good in hot weather...the last thing you want to do is swim in a wet suit in barely legal water in sunny/80* outside temp and arrive in T1 already dehydrated. This was my first time in a rolling start. I had a bit of concern that there could be gals that seeded themselves further back (meaning I wouldn't be able to really know where I was at in the race), but then I also thought if anyone thought they were in contention for either the AG win or the amateur title, there would be no way they would put themselves anywhere other than the front. I put myself in the :55-1:00 category knowing that I might be a bit slower, but it would be nice to draft as much as possible. All around me there were green caps...not many of us ladies! It was a MOST pleasant start, I wasn't run over much at all and I chose perfectly with a fresh pair of <a href="http://www.rokasports.com/products/f1-goggle">Roka F1's in light amber</a> <strike>that I may have had to panic order so that I had the best tint for race day</strike>. The Viper Pro swim skin from Roka is also stellar and they have updated it with a break away zipper this year which makes it SO easy to rip off as you are hustling through T1.<br />
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Bike: 5:20:56...good enough for fastest in the AG (let's not talk about the fact that it was the 11th best bike split for the AG women)<br />
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After hustling through what could have been a mud wrestling pit of T1, (don't search for funny videos...) I made it onto my <a href="http://www.argon18bike.com/">bike</a> and headed out for a fun day in the sun. Just me, my thoughts and an entire batch of salty balls to get through before it was time to run ;) The beginning of the bike course in TX typically has a tailwind and we did start off pretty quickly, but also pretty early on, the wind started. Coupled with the fact that I could feel the heat immediately, I knew it was going to be a pretty spectacular day in terms of blow ups. I made my way to the front of the AG race and was riding comfortably. A few gals (and a ton of guys) came by me like I was a toddler riding a bike for the first time. I told myself "either I am riding like a toddler, or these gals are making some pretty bad decisions". Let's stick to my race and see how it plays out. Every 15 minutes I have an alarm that goes off queuing me that it is time for a salty ball (70kcals/ball). when I didn't' feel like eating, I would tell myself that the food tasted like winning, the food tasted like Kona and that if I wanted to do either of those things, I had better get that ball DOWN the hatch. I rolled them in a bit more salt than usual and that was a good move! The aid stations were only every 10ISH miles and in weather like that, they should be like they are in Kona, every 7. I was pouring water over me at every stop, adding cold water to my bottle and was ELATED when I arrived at the special needs stop and found my foil wrapped bottle of Osmo still slushy. There is NOTHING like an ice cold drink at mile 70 of an Ironman. When the wind really picked up it got a little frustrating as the drafting would seem to increase as well. People just seem to gravitate towards others in order to shield themselves from the wind. I kept telling myself that to focus on others is to waste energy, but that didn't stop me from getting a bit frustrated. At one point a pro gal I had passed was right behind me so I looked at her and she apologized and then came around me as if to offer me a break...uh, no thanks chick, I don't want no penalty. It got a bit ugly for me towards the end of the bike and I found myself yelling at the wind that I "LOVED" it and then in turn making loud grunting noises...does anyone else do this? Good friends know exactly how this sounds. Good thing not many people were around...they might get the <strike>incorrect</strike> picture that I am a bit strange ;) I got off of the bike in 2nd position and told myself it was time to run!<br />
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Run 3:38:15/ 8:18/mile and 6th fastest amateur run<br />
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What do you say about a disappointing run that saw you go from leading the overall amateur race to landing as the 5th best amateur and 2nd in your AG? I struggle to (audibly) say I'm "disappointed", as I feel like that may come off as ungrateful. 2nd in my AG and 5th overall <i>IS</i> good, and I get that. But I wanted more from myself and I wanted to win. With the run training I have been doing, I felt like on the right day, this could be a possibility. So I am a bit disappointed. Not a go throw a pity party or even really wonder "what" I could have done better, but just a bit like damn...what happened those last 5 miles that I just couldn't hang on? I try not to make excuses as I simply was not THE best on the day, but I am hoping that I get to blame a small amount of this run on the fact that I had been sick and am still not over it. I can do that, right?<br />
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I always throw a bit of a party as you hit the run as you know the only thing that can let you down from here on out, is your body. No more opportunity for a mechanical, no one to possibly kick your goggles off and drown you...nope, all you have left is 26.2 (don't for get the .2) miles on your feet, and for some reason, that seems like the most controllable portion of the race to me.<br />
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I exited T2 with a half bottle <a href="http://osmonutrition.com/store/products.html?cat=women">full of a mixture of pre load and osmo active</a> to top off the salts for the rest of the day. I won't drink the on course nutrition so get all of my salt from pre-load the night before/morning of and then in T2. It all started off OK enough...the first mile is always brutal for me. But I've learned to just take that one easy and build into it as the legs will come around. The course is not at all hilly, but very quickly I felt myself really feeling the ever so slight <strike>nonexistent</strike> inclines that are on the course. I didn't have Mark there with me, so had to be really on myself to take coke, ice, water at each aid station. I definitely slowed/walked a bit at most of the aid stations so that I ensured I got all of the nutrition I needed. I didn't want to be in such a hustle that I skipped calories <strike>cause who can eat and run at the same time?...ROOKIE</strike>. The run in Texas is just awesome...three laps of crazy spectators cheering for you! Definitely needed when you are in the hurt locker! I was focusing so much that I couldn't even high five people :( It was good to have team mates Heidi and Kelly on the course and to have Jordan helping me out with where I was at in the race. Thank you ladies! The wind continued onto the run course from the bike and at one point along the canal it was like you hit a WALL of wind...I would try to find the biggest guy I could to tuck behind for that portion of the run! I headed into the last lap of the run and with about 6 miles to go was like, uh-oh...my quads have never felt like this...what is this terrible feeling? Time to start popping my glucose tabs and hope that the finish line magically appears! Glucose tabs are like pixie sticks in solid form...and so tasty late in the marathon and offer a quick hit of sugar...who knew they weren't only for diabetics? Thank you Stacy for that tip! I got passed in the last 4 miles by 3 of the 4 women who would finish in front of me (the 4th started later). Kudos to those fleet feeted gals...so fast and all cheered me on as they passed- fast AND good sports! Love this sport for just that reason! <br />
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I hit the line in 10:10 and nabbed a spot to Kona. Quickly hit the massage tent to try to undo some of the damage done by the 26 miles on pavement and then went in search of the biggest milkshake I could find!<br />
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Thanks for all of the cheers throughout the day! Thank you to my husband, Mark, for guiding me to my 6th Kona qualification. <br />
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Thanks to all of the people that got me to the start line in such good shape such that all I had to do was go out and execute my plan. I can't say enough how grateful I am for people in my life that make this sport a possibility for me. I've built so many friendships through triathlon over the past decade, and I can't imagine where my life would be with out all of these wonderful people!<br />
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See you in a few weeks at Escape from Alcatraz!<br />
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<br />haileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18331247855307605241noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942448974795538641.post-32064688604365059542015-05-06T08:56:00.002-07:002015-05-06T08:56:21.671-07:00Wildflower 2015, dusting off the rust<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">California has my heart</td></tr>
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Central California, camping and 2000 of your closest friends...sounds perfect, right? And somehow I hadn't been to Wildflower since 2011. Being two weeks out from Ironman Texas, I hadn't wanted to take on the long course race, so opted for the Olympic (can these Ironman legs go fast?) distance race. I'd never done the oly here and was excited to knock out two miles from the swim to T1 and then to only have to run 4 miles after the bike!<br />
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The plan was to drive down with Kayla and her hubby, she would race Saturday (crushed it and got 4th in her AG), I would race Sunday while they went wine tasting (insert sad, sad pandas here- they taste and I race?!) and then they would pick me up on the way home from Paso. There was a clan of <a href="http://www.coeursports.com/">Coeur Sports</a> gals racing and as soon as we pulled into the camp area (which is massive) we immediately pulled in right next to their site. We must all know the best place to camp!<br />
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We set up shop, got a chicken kebab (one of WAY too many that I would eat over the weekend) and put Kayla to bed for her pre-race beauty rest. I rode around the course on Saturday, had an awesome time cheering for folks, and watching the pro race unfold over the last mile of the race. I've never seen the kind of pain on a face that I saw Saturday on a few competitors faces...one guy (Thomas Gerlach I think?) could see 4th ahead and was gritting his teeth like something else...you could just tell he was going to catch 4th or kill himself falling down the steep Lynch Hill on the way to the finish. It was awesome and inspiring. The women were EQUALLY impressive with Heather Jackson leading the charge and Liz Lyles eating up real estate and eventually taking the W at the line. And they say women's sports aren't as interesting...<br />
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I had the <a href="http://www.argon18bike.com/">bike prepped</a> and stuff laid out, although I think my 9:55AM start was the latest race I've ever started and was excited for my leisurely sleep in time of 6AM on race day....Why up so early? For one, we were camping and once it gets light, you're up and two, the last shuttle to the swim start left at 8:30...leaving me plenty of time to solve the worlds problems before my waive went off.<br />
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Pre Race nutrition: not normal but what I had at camp...2 bananas, 2 packets of peanut butter, 1 bite size Bonk Breaker, large coffee on way to swim start and some <a href="http://www.osmonutrition.com/">Osmo to sip on</a>. ~900kcals from about 7-9:30AM <br />
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We woke up to thick as pea soup fog, which left me scrambling to dig out a pair of amber <a href="http://www.rokasports.com/products/f1-goggle">Roka F1's</a> from the bottom of my bag (bright as ever the day before for the long course race). The fog eventually lifted <strike>since my wave went off at lunch time</strike> and I thankfully also had a pair of the grey mirrored goggles that were PERFECT for the job. A fresh pair of goggles on race day gets me so excited...no fog! I had talked with Mark the night before and he asked me if I was ready to race...even though this is prep for Texas, I believe that if you go out onto a race course, you RACE...there is no such thing as "training through a race" or "taking it easy" for me on race day. You pin on a number and you respect the course and do your very best. He told me that if at ANY time I felt comfortable, to push harder. And that's what I did all day long. I led out our group on the swim. One gal tried to come with me, but I felt like I lost her pretty quickly. I sighted well and exited the water in 22min, which was a 1:29/100m pace...Tim (coach at Stanford Masters), hope I did you proud! I will attribute the speedy swim to my brand new <a href="http://www.rokasports.com/collections/womens-maverick-wetsuits">Maverick Pro</a> which not only made me fast, but also left me with ZERO neck chaffing. #forthewin<br />
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Up a MASSIVE hill and onto the trails for a 2.2 mile run to our bikes. This was a great way to spike the HR and get yourself ready to climb Lynch Hill- to those I passed while making dying animal noises, my apologies! I kept telling myself to not let anyone pass me (we were the next to last wave) and to keep pushing! Soon enough we were onto the bikes and out into the hills of Central California!<br />
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I had ridden the course on Friday and Saturday and knew we were all in for a, can't find your groove, up and down, chip seal kind of ride with a potential headwind on the way home. All of that came true, but I thought I would be able to cover the 24 miles in 1:20 or just under. I've been riding the new <a href="http://enve.com/products/ses-4-5/">Enve 4.5's</a> and LOVE them for hills and windier courses. I hit the turn-around after 41 minutes and knew I would need to do a bit more pressing to make it home quickly. The racers at Wildflower are amazing, so many of the folks that I passed had words of encouragement and were just so kind. I know that I am serious on the course as well, but sometimes it's nice to still be friendly and not just so uber competitive that we can't get our heads out of our rears!...Your interactions with others on the course don't have to be matched by your inner dialog mantra of "kill, kill, kill!!". I managed to keep the goal of not getting passed and had passed a fair amount of women so was hoping as we went into the run that <a href="http://www.argon18bike.com/bikes/triathlon-tt.html">my bike and I</a> had begun to be in contention of the AG win.<br />
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Bike Nutrition: <a href="http://www.osmonutrition.com/">2 bottles of Osmo</a> and 1 bite size <a href="http://bonkbreaker.com/">Bonk Breaker</a> PB and Choc Chip ~275kcals<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhATz1pxg4aBN4iL6qk8glxgQQpDiFHp15K67ZCwKPf1uPgbgRzTfHZDtZVpdTPvoDDoPlWTJsXYjZRGCsRtdJNXisNcS1F5oucIGkeaCnWVG9r7sioUI6NYGA8qlfcZfgR3wLu_tfb7B7/s640/blogger-image-1822281926.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhATz1pxg4aBN4iL6qk8glxgQQpDiFHp15K67ZCwKPf1uPgbgRzTfHZDtZVpdTPvoDDoPlWTJsXYjZRGCsRtdJNXisNcS1F5oucIGkeaCnWVG9r7sioUI6NYGA8qlfcZfgR3wLu_tfb7B7/s640/blogger-image-1822281926.jpg" /></a>Only 4 mi to go, it can't be <i>THAT</i> hard, right?!!! Uh, wrong...ever done the long course at Wildflower? Due to the course modifications that have to be made since the swim to T1 transition removes 2 miles from your end run, the olympic run goes straight up Beach Hill. A gem of a 1 mile climb that had me taking teeny, tiny, count to 10 walk breaks :( Olympics are so hard for me to get into that right mindset of "it's over before you know it so you must RUN the uphills HARD". But before you knew it, I was running at the top of Lynch Hill and ready to give my quads a proper beat down with the steep mile downhill that remained between me and the finish line.<br />
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I crossed the line as the 2nd amateur and 1st in my AG. I hadn't been excited about the race before it started, but once I hit the swim, I was PUMPED to be out there racing...it's been 7 months since Kona, how does that happen? Now it's less than two week until Ironman Texas and time to put myself into the bubble of hand sanitizer, staying away from all sick people and a final two weeks of wine deprivation. The last of which is truly sad as a wine club shipment JUST arrived. Alas, it'll have to wait until post Texas!<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1gADdVISkzS-iGBJKfxrix9Xg6Wk5BPxaiGDrLQUe7nq-Dp_8JsYNFcWph-bDOzwt5wZLww3wpJRWgRuwXF-Lov81PtqGnAqR7oFW-dUw7v9yrBANFEDRtcvsvDHd-f-jGoH_ghBXMvg6/s640/blogger-image--2034968927.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1gADdVISkzS-iGBJKfxrix9Xg6Wk5BPxaiGDrLQUe7nq-Dp_8JsYNFcWph-bDOzwt5wZLww3wpJRWgRuwXF-Lov81PtqGnAqR7oFW-dUw7v9yrBANFEDRtcvsvDHd-f-jGoH_ghBXMvg6/s640/blogger-image--2034968927.jpg" /></a>Thanks to my training partners and best friends, they make getting the miles in FUN. Thanks to Mark for coaching me through it all and to my sponsors for making sure all I have to do is show up and race!<br />
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<br />haileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18331247855307605241noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-942448974795538641.post-61422740823299721982015-02-05T19:52:00.002-08:002015-02-05T19:52:15.007-08:00100 Things about me...WOW- I am very late to this party, and not sure how many of you will make it to 100...but this was a fun exercise and if nothing else, that is worth it! Thanks to the ladies before me who got this going!<br />
<ol>
<li>I'm a Leo and couldn't love the summer more...if I could life half the year in the Northern hemisphere and half in the South, always being in summer, I would be over the moon.</li>
<li>I smoked for the better part of a decade</li>
<li>Smoking is the only thing in my life that I regret</li>
<li>I have (only) one sister who I used to cling to so much, she called me a jelly bean, I still love her that much.</li>
<li>I met my husband at a bar. The next day we went to a bike race together and the rest is history.</li>
<li>If I could only do one sport for the rest of my life it would be riding my bike.</li>
<li>My mom gave me the gift of loving fitness and the woman still swims/bikes and walks every day of the week.</li>
<li>My mom and stepdad have been to every Kona...5 in a row, hoping they like the island as much as I do.</li>
<li>Honu...for the peace they represent, they are my fave animal</li>
<li>Elephants...my other fave animal, again, quiet giants, so lovely and HUGE.</li>
<li>My husband is my coach and it works...for the most part</li>
<li>I majored in fashion merchandising and somehow ended up working at a bank</li>
<li>I hate to be cold, would rather sweat my booty off than be slightly cold</li>
<li>Steam rooms/saunas...love them, see again, #13 regarding heat</li>
<li>Mark and I rode the entire Tour of Flanders course in 2011 and it was one of the best days on the bike I've had...all 165 miles of it!</li>
<li>I grew up in Ohio and knew I would eventually live in New York or San Francisco</li>
<li>I moved to SF as soon as I graduated college</li>
<li>Before I got serious about triathlon I weighed 20 more lbs and those pictures now make me cringe</li>
<li>I love vocal trance/dance/house music</li>
<li>Heavy Metal makes me want to hit things and makes me irritable</li>
<li>I hate walking as a mode of transport...it is just SO slow</li>
<li>When I was younger, I thought I would surely have kids before 30...I met my husband at 29 and fell in love with triathlon...still no babies!</li>
<li>My hair was boy short for years...and is not naturally blonde</li>
<li>I can't do raw fish...major texture issues</li>
<li>I've bonked so hard in a ride that I've picked up food off of the ground</li>
<li>If Mark is away and I'm all by myself, I will go through the house before bed and search for "monsters and bad guys".</li>
<li>I look forward to Kona every year and dream about going back.</li>
<li>I hate being told NO, or you CAN'T...I will move heaven and earth if you say this to me to make sure I CAN and YES</li>
<li>I'm stubborn....see above</li>
<li>I have a small problem with designer shoes and handbags</li>
<li>I love beauty/body products...love to try new stuff and sometimes hoard it</li>
<li>I hate piles of paper but don't know what to with stuff so it just ends up in a pile that I then move from room to room looking for a permanent home.</li>
<li>I would ride flats and gradual inclines ALL day over climbing hills</li>
<li>I live in the Bay Area so the above is not possible...we climb all the time</li>
<li>If I swim on my own, I will do the same 3k set that I have done since college. Boring!</li>
<li>Whole milk lattes</li>
<li>I don't like coffee at all</li>
<li>The first time I went to the UK, I told my husband it smelled like "wet dogs"</li>
<li>I only like chocolate milkshakes made with vanilla ice cream and chocolate syrup...not chocolate ice cream.</li>
<li>I still have the very first "real" road bike my parents got for me in 8th grade...The Blue Schwin of Destiny!</li>
<li>My sister and I used to ride a tandem together on really long bike rides, and I may or may not have used her shirt as a tissue.</li>
<li>Best book I've read is Atlas Shrugged</li>
<li>Best book I've read recently is "Where'd you go Bernadette"...hilarious, thanks Mom!</li>
<li>I lived in 4 different apartments within a block radius in San Francisco over 3 years</li>
<li>I'll pick salty/fatty over sweet 9 times out of 10</li>
<li>Rainy/grey weather depresses me</li>
<li>I won't ride my bike in the rain any more</li>
<li>I am a rule FOLLOWER and get mad when rules that apply to me aren't consistently applied</li>
<li>I'm trying to give less f@#k's</li>
<li>I'd rather be with other people than alone</li>
<li>But I won't spend time with people I don't like...no one has that much time</li>
<li>That being said, I will never be mean to someone</li>
<li>Mean people suck</li>
<li>Dopers suck</li>
<li>I think there are WAY more age groupers doping in sport than anyone wants to believe/acknowledges</li>
<li>I like to lead and really don't like to follow (close friends are laughing)</li>
<li>Big training makes me feel like I've lost brain power and I feel stupid sometimes in heavy builds</li>
<li>I'm not a creative, but I can execute on almost anything I'm given</li>
<li>I'm amazed most days by the wonderful people sport has brought into my life</li>
<li>Olive oil and salt on ice cream should be illegal it's so good</li>
<li>When I get excited (often), I talk even louder than normal...sorry hubby!</li>
<li>After being with a Brit for 10 years, I know have a degree in British Speak and can translate for you if you are unclear on certain words.</li>
<li>You should never eat an entire bag of fresh cherries for fear of total GI destruction</li>
<li>The triathlon seed was planted early; my mom did one and I saw Kona on the TV and told my mom and sister we could do a relay...who want's to be the runner?!!! NOT it!</li>
<li>I love slowcooker meals, something about getting home and dinner is ready feels SO good</li>
<li>My nickname is Hailes or Hai</li>
<li>I'm left handed but do almost everything right handed, kicking balls, cutting things...</li>
<li>I'm obsesses with short nails and a good shelac polish on them</li>
<li>Race day nails...always!</li>
<li>I like to play the lotto occasionally...the money you spend on the ticket is never going to win you anything, but it lets you daydream for a bit and that's fun</li>
<li>When I asked Mark to give me a suggestion for one of these items he said "you're bat shit effing crazy!"</li>
<li>He also brags about me to people, but never so I can hear it...God forbid I get over confident!</li>
<li>Favorite fruit are strawberries, cherries <strike>not so many that #63 occurs</strike> and nectarines</li>
<li>I work with a ton of incredibly smart women and that inspires me daily</li>
<li>Red wine over white and California wine over anything else #homestatepride</li>
<li>I got married on a Caribbean island with only 19 other people</li>
<li>My ex and still dear friend came to the wedding and the teasing of me by he and my husband was unstoppable</li>
<li>Fave long ride snack is coke and a bag of chips</li>
<li>Fresh sheets and old tee shirts have the same smell and I love it- smells like home</li>
<li>I'm OK to have wrinkles on my body and love a tan, but never let my face see the sun/wear tons of zinc as I don't want a wrinkly face</li>
<li>I believe plastic surgery/cosmetic procedures are A-OK...whatever makes you smile</li>
<li>My first job was as a lifeguard...full on rule enforcer in effect!</li>
<li>I drive an electric Fiat and I call it my golf cart...</li>
<li>I would never jump out of a perfectly good plane</li>
<li>We drove cross country when I was little and it is still one of my most vivid and wonderful childhood memories</li>
<li>I would be comfortable/prefer being in a swimsuit all day every day</li>
<li>I hate shopping for bargains and am terrible at sifting through stuff for a "deal"</li>
<li>I am incredibly efficient</li>
<li>I hate being late and it makes me anxious if I think I'm going to be late</li>
<li>If you're consistently late, that tells me you believe your time to be more important than mine</li>
<li>Sunday Dinners with our friends are my favorite time of the week</li>
<li>I get great joy from others finding fun in fitness</li>
<li>I try to be mindful that not everyone wants to talk tri/nutrition/how far I rode this weekend and shift the subject quickly</li>
<li>I can't do triathlon/anything well unless I have balance with still having fun in life</li>
<li>I don't care about any mainstream sports...thankfully neither does Mark</li>
<li>The oppression of women in our own and other countries deeply disturbs me</li>
<li>The most important thing to me in my marriage is that we're on the same team #teammanning</li>
<li>I want to go to Africa and visit with elephants in their natural habitat</li>
<li>I want to scuba dive in the Great Barrier Reef</li>
<li>This was easier than I thought it would be!</li>
</ol>
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