I had this image in my journal at the beginning of the year and for the most part I followed these principles.
Experiencing Joy. So much this year brought me joy: travel, adventure, triathlon, friends, work, dogs, hiking, running, skiing, biking.
I really like this quote for this coming year. It was shared by a Facebook friend:
I thought waking up at 5:30 was a win but most days I still don’t get everything done. When I wake up at 4:30 I get everything done.
I’ve never been someone who can follow a routine but I do like a schedule. I know that the by planning the night before what my day will be, with time constraints, worked. I’m going to do that again.
This year I am going to continue to dream big, train hard and demand more of myself despite all the noise in the world.
2022 is going to be awesome, hard, fun, difficult.
I’m excited for the next eight months of Leadville training and racing. I’m excited to have a coach who will get me to the finish line. I’m excited about moving to the mountains. I’m excited for all the unknown joy and happiness that will come this year.
Some things just don’t work out no matter how much we would like them to. Case in point, Saturday November 6 and Ironman. However, I have the distinct good fortune of being able to turn it around and learn from it and move on to the next thing. You see, I’m in it for the long haul and one setback, or in the case of Ironman in 2021, two setbacks, isn’t going to get me down.
In transition, before the swim, Ironman Florida
Saturday wasn’t my day in the water. The current took me off course and readjustments and waves made me swim 3 miles instead of 2.4. My swim speed wasn’t good enough to finish by the swim cutoff. I’ve never not made a cutoff in Ironman. My swim segments were always good. I’ve always felt good in the water and Saturday I still felt good. I can battle waves and jellyfish bites and current, I’ve just never been fast. With buoys moving and everything else, I just couldn’t cut it. It’s just such a bummer.
I ended up cheering on Mark all day and he did great and finished. He did amazing.
Mark at the finish
On the Friday before the race as we were hanging out in our beachside condo, Mark suggested coming back to Houston with him and joining him on this (boring) road trip on I-10. I totally read this as let’s stop in all the cool places along the Gulf on the way home. I looked at a map and we could go to: Mobile, Biloxi, Baton Rouge and New Orleans. I’m in. I immediately changed my flights from flying out of Panama City Beach to flying direct from Houston.
I love going where I’ve never been and the southeast was completely interesting. We drove through a bit of Alabama, Mississippi, Louisiana and southeast Texas. I’ve been to Jackson, Mississippi but all the other places were new to me. As we were driving Mark asked me how many states I’ve been to and I had not thought about it a long time. I am working on my marathons-in-every-state goal but didn’t know how many states I was missing from just seeing. I initially thought I had three left: Oklahoma, Arkansas and North Dakota. Later I realized I haven’t been to Michigan. So I have 4 states left.
BiloxiBourbon St. New Orleans
I love traveling and seeing new places and that is what Ironman Florida was for me. I thought I wanted to stay extra days and sit on the beach and swim in the ocean, but I like to keep moving. Being able to pivot, roll with it, move on is my super power.
What’s next: Tucson in December for my 55K race. I ran 20 hilly miles yesterday and gearing up for big miles. I can’t wait to see my friend Kassandra and the desert. Life is good – it’s just all perspective.
I mostly write blog posts so I can remember really fun times and look back to an adventure, a hope or dream. When the stars aligned for a Presidential Traverse on Oct 6 I went for it. One Day. 19 Miles. 9,000 feet of elevation gain. Hiking the last 3 hours in the dark.
Heck Ya!
It was great fun to look back at my post about my first Presidential Traverse and compare the trips after the second one.
Here’s my Presidential Traverse Trip Review: An Epic Day in the White Mountains
Greg and I did a car spot at Highland Center AMC and drove up to Appalachia. We were on the trail by 7:30am. We took Valley Way to the hut and then a short out and back to Madison. Since it was a Wednesday we only saw about ten people on their way to Madison. The clouds prevented us from seeing Adams in the distance, and for Greg, this was his first time in the Northern Presidentials, so it was a bummer he couldn’t see where we were going. Or maybe it was good… He didn’t know what he was in for…..
Greg on Madison, Peak Number 1
Adams – well, it was Adams. Slow and steady wins this race. No views.
We got to the top and then down and on to Jefferson. Again, we couldn’t quite see Jefferson from any peak but we got an occasional glimmer through the clouds to the west and the valley; beautiful peaking foliage. There are many little summits on the way to Jefferson but I recognized the summit from last year once we got closer. A quick up and a break – no views – and on to the Rock Pile. The sharp rocks cut my hands as I maneuvered over rocks and boulders in that lunar landscape. It’s a few miles from Jefferson on the Gulfside Trail to Mount Washington. We opted to bypass Clay and chugged on to the summit. We knew we were getting closer as we heard the Cog approach. Three trains passed as we climbed boulder to boulder, just waiting to get above the clouds. We walked over the cog and there it was – the view we were waiting for. Undercast.
Mount Washington Summit, undercast
We took a break, filled our bladders with water and chatted with some people who took the Cog up.
The way down to Lake of the Clouds was a welcome respite from climbing and finally hiking on a dirt trail. We passed the hut and on to Monroe. The entire hike up to this point was pretty warm. I could’ve worn shorts and a t-shirt (but didn’t). There was minimal wind and at some summits we had to swat flies.
Photo by Greg, Washington looking north
The clouds were moving through and we saw several minor peaks in front of us. The trail junction marked the Mt Monroe Loop and it is a quick climb to the top. Then onto Eisenhower. Again, we couldn’t see it as we hiked on the Crawford Path and less rocky, for a bit. At this point my feet just hurt but not zombie-like, like I felt last year on this hike. My quads were good. I was tired.
Up, Up, Up to Eishenhower and some nice views finally. Still cloudy but we could see across both side of the Crawford Path. As we descended the light started to fade to that nice, soft light. It got colder and I had to put on a jacket for the first time. A few minutes later I looked up to the west and the sunset turned pink and then a few minutes later orange. This picture doesn’t do it justice.
Sunset on Crawford Path heading south
Onto a quick out and back to bag Pierce with the headlamps on, and it was down the Crawford Path to the car. It was a bit of a slog. Seriously, 3.1 miles to the car took almost 2 hours. We both thought it seemed like 5 miles. We just couldn’t move faster and with the dark, we didn’t want to miss the trail.
We got to the car at 9:30pm and it felt great to be off the trail. We drove back to get my car at Appalachia and I was home by 11:30pm.
The Good:
The Lunar landscape in the Presidentials is otherworldly and hard to capture in a photo
I had a Great hiking partner: funny, okay with leading, we never got lost and he even had beer in the car for after
Great weather despite the clouds
Amazing sunset on the way to Pierce.
The Bad:
My watch died before Washington. And seriously, since that is the only thing we considered ourselves lucky!
What a day in the Presidentials. Now, three days later, I’m still pretty sore. My feet, which were hurting so much are fine, but my legs are sore to the touch and it’s hard to walk and go downstairs still.
And, I just want to go back. But I think I want to do a few peaks at a time and just sit on the summit for a while. I think. I’m a pretty fast hiker and don’t stop much but these mountains are so special. It was a great day and now I can say that I can’t wait to do the traverse again next year. But this time: more leg workouts and big hikes prior to the day.
Then there is the grid. I enjoyed checking off these peaks for the October grid. But the thing about the grid is that I love getting to know these mountains and the grid is the way to do it. For my grid I’ve been to Mount Washington twice (not counting ascents prior to 2020). I want to get to know all the peaks and features of the area around it. This is why life is so fun and interesting and exciting – there are so many opportunities to see amazing places and challenge myself physically.
Commitment: When you find a way over every hurdle in your path and nothing but success is an option.
On Saturday I raced my first Mountain Bike Race. I signed up for it in July, the first week race registration opened. At that point, I knew that I wanted to work towards the Leadwoman race and the only way to do that was 1) actually race on a mountain bike and 2) figure out a way to finish the 100 mile run race. But first things first.
I signed up for the Bear Brook Classic and then from July to October I changed my mind a million times about 1) what my goals were (100 mile run, 100 mile run not in Leadville, biking only, etc) 2) thinking about Ironman Lake Placid in 2022 3) not signing up for anything and just training for Ironman Florida and 4) just spending hours on race websites and calendars.
Three weeks ago I made my decision – 2022 is all about Leadville and if all goes well 2023 will be about Leadwoman. I hired a coach and I’m feeling the pressure to do all my training days. It’s stressing me out a bit but it’s what I need. I think. Maybe. I’m pretty sure of it. Bring on the hemming and hawing.
Which brings me to the Bear Brook Classic. In July I signed up for the Cat 2 (Sport) Women – 40+. At the time there were two distances: 10 & 20. I’ve been riding Bear Brook for about two years now and by July I had only biked about 10 miles at the most on a mountain bike. When I sign up for races I always think: I want to sign up for a big race and train for it. Ten miles seemed so short so I signed up for the 20. I ended up biking 12 miles a few weeks later at Bear Brook, which was hard but doable. I knew I could do 20 miles.
August and September were more triathlon training months. I mountain biked on average once a week. On the morning of October 2, race morning, I wasn’t even sure I was going to race. It was a rest day for Ironman Training and I didn’t train at all to race on a mountain bike – just trail riding. However, after I got my butt in gear, I decided the race would be interval and speed work.
I’m glad I went because it was a great experience. The long course was 18 miles.
The Finish Line at Bear Brook
The good: knowing that I couldn’t go out too fast, not trying to kill it on the first mile, getting settled in and just riding and having fun. I knew the course, there were only a few turns onto trails I didn’t know. Knowing the course helped a lot especially on a few downhill sections that I knew would have a quick uphill and I’d have to change gears to get up fast.
The bad: not lubing my chain before the race, not carrying more food/gels. One more gel would’ve helped my energy level towards the end.
I didn’t know what to expect going into the race and it just takes one experience to help confidence and know how I need to train: biking fast.
One thing I’ve been struggling with is changing negative thinking (just do one lap, this is hard) to positive thinking (I can do this!) while racing. It’s so easy to just stop and be done. I particularly struggle with loops – it’s so easy to only do one. My brain wanted me to stop, do one loop and go home. I knew that I just had to go out on the second loop and I would be fine. And I was. I have to remember that for Florida.
I still don’t know my finishing place in my division but at the end of the day – who really cares. Okay, I care a little. I’m guessing second from last – those women were fast!
I do love mountain biking but I also love running, hiking, and swimming. I love trying to do it all even if I suck at it all. I’m in it for the Adventure!
I’ll be signing up for next year. Now it’s just 4 weeks to Ironman Florida and I’m in total-focus mode. I will remember the quote above: Find a way over every hurdle in my path so only Success is an option. This weekend was a success and I can’t wait to finish Florida. For the next 4 weeks: No missed training days. No excuses. Just do it.
Sometimes I don’t finish things and it weighs on me. But now I have a plan.
Ironman Florida
In 2017 I DNF’d. I was feeling dizzy throughout the run and didn’t want to fall down in the dark on the second loop. I should’ve just walked it but my brain said stop. I need to talk myself out of stopping. Now, I’ll be racing/finishing Ironman Florida on Nov 6. No Matter What. I have 6 more training weeks to get strong on the swim, get the miles in on the bike and be ready to run a marathon.
Colossal Vail, Arizona
In 2014 I dropped out of the Colossal Vail 55K. It was my second 50K and I felt like I was ready. I had some injuries leading up and I kept stubbing my big toe in training runs prior and during the race. I wish I had just kept walking and didn’t stop. Now, I’m waiting for the race director to approve the race and register me. They didn’t want to take payment this year and have to refund it if the race didn’t happen. Hopefully I will know and be able to book my flight to Tucson. I can’t wait to be in Tucson in December and see my friend Kassandra and her family. I miss the desert (when it’s cold in New Hampshire only). December in the desert is awesome.
Leadville, Colorado
Leadville – how I want to finish this race and get my buckle. After DNF’ing in 2019 and thinking about it for two years, this week I hired a coach. I will be back on the course next August. I’m ready to work my butt off to make it to the finish line in 30 hours. I have 11 months to prepare. I’m ready for hills, speed work, weights, yoga and whatever else my coach plans for me. No excuses. All reward.
