Friday, March 21, 2014

Spring Break!

So, the kids were on Spring Break last week.  They spent the first couple of days at daycare, which is always fun because of the activities and field trips they get to take.  However, I took the last half of the week off and we took some field trips of our own!

Huntsville State Park
 Actually, we started our Spring Break with a family reunion at Huntsville State Park. That's right folks, the same location of my first trail race and the place where I earned my black eye!  The weather was a bit drizzly and cold at first, but luckily it cleared up enough for us to take the kids on a walk through the nature trails.  It was fun listening to the kids talk about what creatures might be living in the woods, where they live, etc.  Of course, after about a mile the adventurous talk soon turned to whining about aching legs and being tired, lol!  This park is quickly becoming one of my favorite places! It's only about 35 - 40 minutes from our house, so we may be getting a season pass and coming out here more often.

The kiddos...not really wanting to get their picture taken!

Checking out the trail map before we set out on our adventure...

Blue Bell Creamery
Being a native Texan and only a little more than a hour away from Brenham, you'd think I'd been to Blue Bell numerous times...but no, I'd never been.  We woke up super early in hopes of beating the spring break crowds and make the trek to Brenham. My Mom joined us for the day (thanks for helping me corral the kids, Mom!) and even though we hated waking up so early on our day off, it was totally worth it!  There were not many people (yet) and we were able to take the first tour of the day.

Brrr...not very spring-like weather!

Inside where it's warm, waiting for the tour to start!
 

The tour was great!  We were able to learn a little about the history of Blue Bell and see how the ice cream and other frozen treats were made (never, ever say Popsicle!).  We saw the cookies being added to the Cookies & Cream, we saw the strawberries being poured into Strawberries & Homemade Vanilla, we saw ice cream sandwiches being made and much more.  And, at the end of the 45 minute tour, you get a scoop of Blue Bell ice cream.  It was the perfect brunch!

Enjoying some strawberry (Munchkin) and dutch chocolate (Kiddo)!

The Munchkin showing us how ice cream really should be eaten!

Washington on the Brazos
After enjoying our ice cream, we drove to Washington on the Brazos state park.  Not to be confused with "Washington on the Potomac", Washington on the Brazos was the site of the Convention of 1836 and where the Texas Declaration of Independence was signed...you know, back when Texas separated from Mexico and became its own country.  Since it was getting close to lunch time, we decided to tour one of the park's three attractions - The Barrington Living History Farm.  The farm is great way to see how pioneers lived back in the mid-1800s.  There was a main house, a kitchen, smokehouse, slave quarters, barn, gardens and amazing people who work there.  On the farm, you're encouraged to participate in the work of the farm.  The kids tried to wash clothes, pick carrots and saw how thread was made on a spinning wheel.  After hearing about all the chores that the children were required to do back then, the kids realized that they had it pretty easy!

Fresh Carrots!


Checking out the slave quarters...awesome history lesson!

We ended the day with a late lunch in Brenham and then checking out a few cool stores.  The kids loved the candy at Yumm!  I have to admit, I did too!
 
 
The Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo

I'll be the first to admit, that I am not really a country music person.  t, I will also admit that the Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo is an amazing event and one of the coolest things to do while on Spring Break! 

This is the 3rd or 4th year we've made a point of going to the rodeo over spring break, so a spring break just isn't complete without it.  However, I should probably clarify - we don't really go to the rodeo with the kids (yet), but we take full advantage of the livestock show and carnival. Every year, we arrive super early and see the livestock first, then have lunch (hello carnival food!) and finally play games and ride rides. This year was a bit different, because the Munchkin decided that he would try out Mutton Bustin'!  He'd been telling us all week that he would do it, but earlier that morning it sounded as if he wasn't quite sure about it.  In fact, I was a little hesitant about signing him up (and paying for it), because I wasn't quite sure he'd really do it.  To our surprise (mine, the Kiddo and Grandpa), he did it!  And, he did great!  He didn't win the grand prize (a big, shiny belt buckle), but we were still super proud of him.

Before:  Looking confident, but still a little unsure in a "What did I just sign up for?" way

After:  Proud and giving me the thumbs up that, other than the dirt in his mouth, it all went well
 
After congratulating our little cowboy, we grabbed some grub, played some games and rode a few rides.  The weather was perfect and it was just an all around awesome time.

Riding rides...in this case, the Ferris wheel

Awesome view of the carnival...it's HUGE!
The Kiddo enjoying one of the many treats...she's checking out the Kona Ice here

After the rides, we finally made it to the livestock show. We saw the baby animals, learned about milking cows, saw baby chicks hatching and so much more. It's a great learning experience for the kids (and us grown-ups, too).

Checking out the livestock show...lots of fun for us city folk!

Before we left, I decided that I would get something that was deep-fried.  I couldn't make up my mind - deep fried oreos?  cheesecake?  pop-tarts?  snickers?  Finally, I decided on none of those and ended up with a funnel cake.  I hadn't had a funnel cake in years!  And no, I would not typically eat anything deep fried, but once a year at the rodeo?  Heck yeah!

Yes, I went there...Yummy fried goodness!

Since we were gone pretty much all day on Wednesday and Thursday, we decided to do something a little more low-key on Friday.  We went to the movies to see the Lego Movie (yep, I was taking one for the team...you owe me, honey!). 

Clowning around before the movie

Now this, I want to see!

Ready for some 3-D action!

Afterwards, we went to the mall and let the Kiddo chop off about 6 inches of hair.  She's been tired of the tangles and wanted it short again.  As much as I hated to see the hair go, I have to admit that I do love her new 'do!

The Kiddo sporting her new 'do!  Bye, bye tangles!

Overall, we have a great week!  It was probably one of the most enjoyable Spring Breaks we've had...well okay, other than our Disney Cruise last spring.  We loved the mini-road trip, the rodeo and just hanging out.

When is your Spring Break?  What do you have planned?


Saturday, March 08, 2014

Project: Love One Half Marathon Race Report

I'm kind of going out of order with my race reports.  Technically, I should be posting my race report for the Goofy Race and a Half Challenge, but that one might take awhile...it consumed an entire weekend, after all.  Instead, I'll start with my first trail race!

Run.Love.Marathon.
(also known as tree root.trip.fall.)

Pre-Race
The race was located at Huntsville State Park, which is about a hour north of where I live.  I left super early, since I hadn't driven to the state park before and wanted to make sure I had plenty of time to figure out where I was going. 

Entering Huntsville State Park...let the adventure begin!

When I arrived, I headed into the lodge, grabbed a cup of coffee and hung out a bit.  It was pretty chilly (high 30s I think), so the warmth of the lodge was awesome.  I actually ran into a couple of my peeps from my Houston Fit days and chatted for awhile.  On my way back to my car, I ran into my Woodlands Fit peeps and hung out with them until it was time for a final potty stop before the race.

Gorgeous view of the lake!

Just trying to stay warm before the race...

The Race
Of course, before the race I realized that I could have signed up for the 10K, since this was my first official trail race.  But, no...I had to register for the half-marathon!  I was worried about feeling out of place, being a newbie to this trail stuff and all.  But, the gun went off and everyone (including me) started moving forward.  It wasn't a huge crowd and trust me, after doing Disney, it was a nice change!

The start...no turning back now!
I have run the trails near my neighborhood, but they are not quite as technical as the trails in Huntsville.  There were lots and lots (and lots) of roots, plus some uphill and downhill sections that I am definitely not accustomed to running. I had a couple of almost falls...you know, where you trip, fly forward, but manage to regain your balance just in time.  Honestly, after a couple of those jolting trips, I wondered if it might hurt less to just fall.  It didn't take me too long to find out...I think I had my first fall around mile 6.  It hurt a bit, but honestly, you just get up, dust yourself off, keep going and chuckle a little.  (Yes, I laughed at myself. A lot.)  And just to be clear, a lot of people we falling, so it wasn't just me! Every so often you'd hear the sound of someone tripping, followed by a "humph" (or a swear word), and finally a "Are you okay?"  That's one thing I can say - trail runners are courteous and caring, anytime someone tripped, there was someone there checking to make sure he/she was okay.  I quickly learned that when we were on a less difficult area, like a dirt road, I could pick up the pace a bit.  Then, I would slow down and be careful when there were more obstacles to watch out for.

Just one of the amazing views along the way...

The trails were gorgeous!  The views of the lake were gorgeous, even if I had to watch the ground more than I could look at the lake.  For a split second I questioned why I had signed up for the half, but the thought passed quickly as I ran through the woods.  I talked to quite a few people along the way - a lady who had run marathons in all 50 states, a woman training for a double Ironman (hello?  How did I not know this existed?), etc.  The temperatures were warming a bit into the 50s, so it was still nice running weather.  There were several aid stations and the volunteers were encouraging and fantastic!  We ran on a little sand, through a little mud, uphill, downhill, over bridges, on a dam and through more trees.  I tripped a few more times, tweaked an ankle once and managed to fall again.  When I was a little more than a 1/2 mile out, I got excited. I could hear the announcer at the finish and I recognized parts of the trail from the beginning of the race.  I remember picking up the pace a little in my excitement and must of stopped worrying so much about the ground, because a second later I was flying forward with so much momentum that I fell forward and my face slammed into the ground.

Yes, that's right - I managed a face plant.

After my initial shock, I slowly picked myself up.  My head hurt and both of my hands were bleeding.  I had dirt and leaves all over me.  (And huge thanks to the couple behind me who stopped to check on me.)  I tried to run it in, but running made my head hurt.  So I walked.  When I was almost at the finish, I finally managed a slow jog through the finish.  I accepted my medal and went straight to the information tent to find out where I could get a couple of band aids.   I was directed to an ambulance and felt kind of silly asking the paramedic for help.  She was nice enough to help me wash off my wounds (including my face) and cover everything with band aids (not including my face).

I had no idea what was in store, but it felt great to finish!

The awesome bling! 

Post Race
After getting all cleaned up, I grabbed the most awesome, warm soup ever and waited for my peeps to finish up.  They also had mini-cupcakes and great music, so it was party-like atmosphere. The race wasn't a large one and well, we were in the woods, so there weren't a ton of people around.  But still, those who were hanging out were cheering.  One highlight of the day was cheering for Ken Johnson complete his 101st (and final) marathon.  He came through the end of his first loop not long after I finished the race.  Ken is 72 years young and a member of the 101st Airborne Division, which is why Ken is stopping at marathon #101.  He was running with Team RWB, who were carrying Amercian Flags.  Cheering for Ken was the perfect way to end the whole exprience.

The amazing Ken Johnson during his 101st marathon!

Even with the bleeding hands, scraped knees, road rash and what eventually turned into a black eye, I had so much fun at this race.  I am in love with trail running - the solitude of the woods and being out there in the middle of nature is an amazing feeling.  And, I love the added challenge of needing to carefully plan your every step.

Yep, nothing like a little road rash on your face!

One of my hands..you should have seen my thigh and knees!

I will definitely be doing this race again next year. And, I think I may have even convinced the Hubs to join me!

Oh, and here's the eye.  One week later.  With make-up.  I'll admit, at first I wore my shiner proudly...kind of like a badge of honor.  After a week, and then two..well, I'm kind of tired of it! :-)

Why no, that isn't mascara under my eye!

Wednesday, March 05, 2014

What I've been up to...

Holy moly, life has been crazy!  I'm sorry for not posting more regularly lately, but promise to at least post once a week for the remainder of the year!

Here's a brief summary in photos of what I've been up to.  I will be spending the next couple of weeks writing my race reports and getting you all caught up!


The Hubs and I finished The Goofy Challenge!!!

It felt weird to not be running the Houston Marathon or Aramco 1/2 Marathon, so we got our cheer on instead!  So much fun!!!



Since my running season is officially over, I volunteered to man an aid station for the Woodland's Fit 21-miler to help prep runners for the upcoming Woodlands Marathon...this group was crazy, fun!


I ran my first trail race - a 1/2 marathon...can't wait to tell you this story!


 
I had the opportunity to serve on a committee for The Woodlands Marathon...I was head medal lady (not to be confused with heavy metal lady)!  So much fun!

Monday, November 25, 2013

What Now?

So a lot of friends have been asking me this -

"What's next?"
 
"Are you registering for an IM next?". 

I know that the next logical step would be to register for an ironman distance race, or IMTX 2014.  At first, I said no because I really want to get a new bike for this distance.  I have been riding my trusty road bike for the past 4 years. While I love my road bike, I feel it would be best to race an ironman distance race on a tri bike.  (Anyone disagree with this?)  And to be perfectly honest, it would take me some time to buy the bike I really want.  The Hubs and I are big Dave Ramsey fans and while we could simply charge the bike with our one and only credit card, I refuse to do this.

Then about a month ago, I found a second reason that I could not train for IMTX 2014 - the Hubby's work schedule.  The Hubs is going to have a different working arrangement from the time we arrive home from Disney (literally that day) until the end of March...it would be extremely difficult to dedicate the time I need for training while the Hubs has this schedule...hello, 2 young kiddos at home means no running/biking at 4:00 am and no trips to the pool after work.

So that's it.  No IMTX 2014.  I also considered attempting to register for IMFL or IMAZ in 2014...I mean, the race conditions are way better than Texas in May!  But, doing your first Ironman on your home turf is just way too appealing....even with the heat.  So, the goal is IMTX 2015.  We'll see...I still have a year to talk myself out of it. :-)

So next up?  The Goofy Challenge in January!


This will be the Hubs' first official marathon (not including the one he ran in IMTX) and we're looking forward to running both the 1/2 and full marathons together.  This one is difficult for me...I know that this is not a race you run for a PR - it's way too crowded (from what I've heard) and it's designed to be fun (as in, you stop to take pictures with characters along the way!).  I may not be the fastest runner, but I am very competitive with myself.  I want PRs!  So, as hard as it is, my goal is to have fun and not worry too much about my time for either race.  In fact, if I have the opportunity, I may even stop to ride a roller coaster - during the race.  Really!

Other than the running, I am happy to report that strength training has been added back into my workout routine.  There just weren't enough hours in the day to add it to the 70.3 training schedule....I have soooo missed lifting heavy objects, pull-ups and push-ups!  Much like when the Hubs was training for IMTX, I imagine this will be my main focus from January - March when his work schedule changes and I am unable to get much running and biking in.

So that answers the "What's next?" question.  I am looking at some spring and summer races for 2014, but I haven't quite decided which ones just yet.  Stay tuned!

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

A "Look Back" at Oilman 2013

I used to work in oil and gas.  When we had large projects that finally came to completion, we always had a "look back" meeting in the week or two following the project.  This gave us an opportunity to evaluate what went well and what we could do differently the next time around.

I decided that at some point, I will want to train for another 70.3 and that a "look back" might be helpful!  So here it goes...

WHAT WENT WELL

Training
I sometimes questioned why I was swimming 3,000 or 3,500 yards when I ultimately only had to swim about 2,100 in the actual race.  Or why I was riding my bike for almost 4 hours, when I hoped to be off the bike in under 3:30.  But, OutRival Racing has training many athletes for this distance and I had to trust that my coaches knew what they were doing.  It worked! I think I trained hard, but didn't overtrain.  I made it to the start healthy and confident in my ability to cover the distance!


Nutrition
While I think I could tweak this a little, nutrition went well on race day.  I followed what I practiced during training (Perform, water, Hammer Gel and Honey Stinger Waffles) and it seemed to have worked well for me.  If and when I do train for an Ironman distance race, I would like to try Infinite just to see if it works for me.




Pacing
I managed to not get too carried away in the swim, bike or run and start out going too fast.  In a sprint distance, I feel like it's okay to really push hard on the bike and then go for it on the run.  When you know you're going to be out on the course for 7 hours, that's definitely not the way to go.

Psychological
I'll admit, I had some doubts along the way regarding my ability to conquer this distance.  However, I remember reading something that a coach from another group posted (thanks Adrienne!) - focus on what can go right, instead of what could go wrong.  I made a list of what a perfect race day would look like for the swim, bike and run.  Also, knowing that the open water swim was a challenge for me, I came up with little mantras with a word for each stroke and breath - "I'm an - awesome - swimmer" or "I'm incredibly calm" or "I am freaking strong".  And, I mentioned before that I wrote the word "Strong" on one hand and had DH write "Calm" on the other.  I also wrote "Keep Moving Forward" on my aero bottle.  I know it sounds hokey, but it helped! 



WHAT I WOULD CHANGE

Training
While I wouldn't change the volume of training I did, I would change one itty bitty thing...I'd ride the course more!  I really think that not getting in more time on the hills hurt my bike time.  I suck at the uphill.  Seriously.  My goal is to get out on the hillier roads more often and to learn to get up those hills faster!

Bike Maintenance
Even though I didn't have any equipment malfunctions on the bike, in the back of my mind I was worried about this.  I need to take a bike maintenance clinic (or two), so that I know the basics.  Sure, I could struggle my way through a tire change, but it probably cost me 30 minutes.  Heaven forbid anything more serious go wrong!

Recovery
I am one of those people who likes to stay busy.  I have trouble sitting still.  In the future, I intend to make more of an attempt to rest after those really long workouts.  You know, sit on the couch and watch football instead of insist on cleaning something around the house.  It's all about balance!


Honestly, there wasn't much I would change at all.  I had fun (even with the hills), I finished slightly better than I hoped, and I really enjoyed the journey.  The training did make for some crazy-busy weeks, but it was completely worth it!

Do you take a "look back"at your races?  Are there usually significant changes, or not so much?

Friday, November 08, 2013

Oilman Texas 70.3 Race Report

It's official...I survived!  This race report is long, but then again, so is a half-ironman! :-)

Pre-Race
My alarm was set for 3:45 on Sunday. Yes, that's early, but I like to eat breakfast, plus the race was about an hour drive.  My plan was to leave the house no later than 4:30 am.  For some reason, I woke up around 2:45 and could not go back to sleep.  Maybe it was pre-race jitters, maybe it was the hubby's snoring and the dog's restlessness. Either way, it didn't matter - due to the "Fall Back" of Daylight Savings Time, I managed to get a sufficient amount of sleep.  I ate my usual eggs and steel cut oats, then proceeded to get dressed.  I had on my tri top and shorts, but added a warm fleece jacket and comfy sweat pants.  We left the house around 4:40, but made great time getting to the race start.

I wrote this on my hand to look at while on the bike...later, I had the Hubs write "Calm" on the other hand for the swim.

I was extremely happy to see that there was absolutely no wind as we were driving to the race.  It was about 56 degrees, so once I set up my transition area, the Hubs and I headed to into the resort where the race was located so we could stay nice and warm.  I visited the restrooms a couple of times, as I think the butterflies were finally getting to my stomach.  We hung out in the hotel and chatted with different people for awhile.  Then, about 30 minutes before the race was scheduled to start, I put on my wetsuit and checked my transition area one final time.  That was when I noticed that the wind had picked up a bit...not horrible, but certainly not what I wanted to see!

The Hubs and I headed to the start and met up with several friends, including fellow blogger, Brittney, from The Fit Formula (check out her blog!)  We had actually met briefly the day before at packet pick-up.  It was great to pass the time with friends and just take my mind of the task ahead of me for a few minutes.  I also took a minute to eat a few Honey Stinger Chews. Finally, the race was starting!  The men started first, so the Hubs and I watched as they ran from the beach and dove into the water.  This was my first beach start, so I was a little nervous about just jumping right in...especially since I have had such annoying anxiety issues in the open water!  Before I knew it, it was time for me to start making my way to the start.

Me and the Hubs before the race.  At top, me and training friend, Lea. Middle, me and fellow blogger, Brittney.  Bottom, me and long-time running friend, Kay.
Trying to stay warm before the race....calm on the outside, skeered on the inside!



The Swim
When my wave started, I walked (not ran) into the water.  As the water grew deeper, I felt the coldness and even though it wasn't freezing cold (around 70 degrees), it still made me catch my breath a little.  I had a momentary bit of anxiety and stood there for a second before finally taking off.  I think knowing that my wetsuit would allow me to just lay there if I started to freak out gave me the confidence I needed to get going.  Thankfully, I never had a freak out!  I just kept swimming, taking it one buoy at a time.  I occasionally chanted the mantras in my head that I had used in OWS practice - "I'm an awesome swimmer" and "I'm incredibly calm".  It worked, I was calm. 

A little bit after the first turn, I noticed that the water seemed to be moving...as in there were waves.  I don't know if it was from the wind or from the boats and jet skis that were in the water, but I didn't like it!  There is a reason why I chose this race as my first 70.3 - nice, calm waters!  I tried to take a breath and managed to get slapped in the face with a wave.  I stopped swimming for just a moment to cough and catch my breath.  I quickly figured out that I should breathe from the other side.  (Thank goodness I've been using bi-lateral breathing!)  About the time I figured this out, I felt the faster swimmers from the next wave swimming past.  I managed to get sandwiched between a couple of swimmers a few times - getting hit with an arm on one side and kicked with a leg on the other.  Thankfully, they passed and I only had the waves to worry about.  I ended up needing to sight more often, because the current kept pushing me off.  I also noticed and had to laugh (on the inside, of course), because I burped a couple of times...at it tasted like cherry blossum Honey Stinger Chews!

Surprisingly, the swim seemed to go relatively quickly.  In other words, it didn't feel like forever before I was making the final turn.  I almost didn't believe that I was heading to shore!  The waves were pretty bad as I made my way in, but at that point I didn't really care...I was almost done!  I had to stop and cough again, as I managed to get slapped in the face with yet another wave.  Finally, I could hear the crowds and I was climbing onto the shore!  The wetsuit strippers almost had me out of my wetsuit before I even finished sitting down...they were awesome!  I saw the Hubs and gave him a quick kiss before heading into transition.



Coming out of the water!!!

T1
I took way too long in T1.  I had decided the day before to wear arm warmers, gloves and a light windbreaker on the bike.  I also had my toe warmers on my bike shoes (they've been on since that cold ride on the course a couple of weeks before).  I used a small towel to dry off as much as I could.  I hesitated, because I thought maybe the windbreaker would be too warm.  I went ahead and put it on, but decided against the gloves.

The Bike
To be honest, the bike was one area that I was concerned about. First of all, I did not do enough training on the hills.  Second, the possibility of a mechanical failure on the bike worries me.  Something like a flat tire is pretty much out of my control..and I am a control freak.  And then there was the wind.  I headed out and immediately wished I had not worn my windbreaker.  I also needed to pee, but didn't want to take the time back in T1.  Around mile 10, I saw my friend, Kay.  We chatted a bit until I stopped at the first aid station to use the porta potty.  I also asked what would happen to items left behind (thinking of dropping the jacket).  The volunteers assured me that they would take everything back to the resort after they were done, so I tossed the jacket and made my way back onto the course.  (And can I just say that the volunteers were phenomenal!!!)

Heading out on the bike...so glad I tossed the jacket later!


There was really nothing out of the ordinary on the bike.  I followed my nutrition plan - drinking Perform every 5 miles and alternating between Hammer Gel and Honey Stinger Waffles every 45 minutes.  I encountered a head wind or cross wind at several different places....in fact, it seemed like no matter which way we were traveling, there was a cross wind or head wind.  "Where was the freaking tail wind?", I wondered.  But, there was also quite a bit of wind when we rode the course a few weeks before, so I just assumed this was the norm.  I had a few stretches where I could not seem to go any faster than 12 or 13 miles per hour, but I also had some great, fast stretches and some amazing downhills.  Around mile 38, I was feeling tired and just ready to get off the bike.  I was on a slow stretch and just getting annoyed with the hills.  It's about that time that I starting thinking, "Why the hell am I doing this?"  or "I think a 1/2 is enough...maybe I don't want to do a full!"   Luckily, I got excited once I was beginning to realize that I was almost done.  I pushed out the negative thoughts and found a little more pep.  Another cyclist behind me was whooping and encouraging people, so that helped as well.  She passed me, so I rode behind her for awhile.  When we turned onto the road leading back to the resort, I let out "Woohoo, almost there!" and she let out a few whoops of her own.  I may or may not have let out a "F*CK YEAH!" as I headed down one last down hill going 31 mph. 

 I saw the Hubs cheering as I was about to get off the bike...I've never been so happy to be done with a ride!

T2
T2 was much easier than T1.  I stripped off the arm warmers, sprayed on some sunscreen, traded the bike shoes for running shoes, put on my visor, grabbed my race number and headed out of T2.  I needed to use the bathroom again, but there were two people waiting, so I decided to wait.

The Run
I was so happy to be running.  This is the one area that I have no issues with whatsoever.  Sure I was tired and the temps had warmed up, but it was pleasant and there was a breeze (not great for the bike, but awesome for the run!).  The run route winds its way all through the resort, going past the pool area, through a residential section, on and off sidewalks, over grass and even over some rocky areas.  I made my way around the first loop.  By that time, my parents had arrived with the kids, so I made my way past them.  I stopped at the first aid station to use the porta potty and of course, there was someone inside.  I ended up waiting for what felt like an eternity before finally getting my turn.

Waving to the family...it helped immensely to see them out there!

Once I was on my way again, I noticed that my stomach felt a little weird.  Fortunately, I had put some Pepto tablets in my Spi Belt (thanks to Coach Karen for the tip!), so I took two and kept on going.  I was able to see the family again before starting my second loop - this time I was close enough for some kisses from the kids and high-fives from some friends.  I can't begin to describe how awesome the spectators were!  It didn't matter which club they were affiliated with, they cheered for everyone.  The volunteers were amazing as well and encouraged everyone the entire way.  It was phenomenal!  On the first lap, I also met a woman who was running about the same pace - we chatted for a few miles until I decided to take a quick walk break.

On the second lap, I walked through two aid stations and noticed that my pace was slowing down.  Since there were so many out and back sections, I was able to say hello to friends, including my new friend who I had just run with earlier in the race.  There were tons of people from our local running and tri groups out cheering, so that helped so much with the motivation when I was starting to feel tired.  Again, I passed my family twice more before beginning my third and final lap.

I think this is my "Holla!!! I'm almost done!!!" look!


The final lap was definitely the hardest for me.  I felt my energy levels start to dwindle towards the end of the 2nd lap despite the gels and energy drinks I had consumed throughout the run.  I was sick of the turns in and out of the neighborhood and just tired of running.  I was just tired.  I walked much more than I intended on the final lap.  In a regular half marathon, I've managed to have some really nice negative splits.  In a 70.3, the 13.1 final miles are a whole different ballgame.  A negative split was not happening for me.  I saw one of my friends right before the final turn and she gave me a quick hug and some encouraging words before I moved on.  Finally, I was heading along the final stretch!  Even though I was having the most amazing experience ever, I was ready to be done.  I ran in that final bit.  There were finishers heading to their cars in the opposite direction and I think that every single one gave me a cheer or encouraging words.  Like I said, the people were amazing!  I saw my family one more time.  As I passed the OutRival tent, Courtney cheered and asked if it was my final lap...I let out a "Yes!!!! Thank God!!!" as I ran past and entered the finisher's chute.  I must have been smiling like a mad woman, because the announcer even commented on it before announcing my name.  I gave my friend Nancy a high five and then gave the Hubs a huge hug.

Heading through the finisher's chute...finally done!!!

I did it!  I finished a half-ironman!

Done!  Giving Nancy a high-five!

My splits....the good, the bad and the ugly!
The BLING!!!


Afterwards, I saw lots of friends.  We all congratulated each other and shared race stories.  It was good to hear that others thought the water was rough and there was too much wind on the bike...it was good validation that I wasn't just a big wimp!

Top:  Julie and me...she is the one who talked me into this in the first place!  Middle: Nancy and me, Nancy was a great cheerleader during the race.  Bottom:  Me and Lea...Lea was a great training partner for this race!  She will be racing IMTX 2014!

The Thank Yous
So that was my first 70.3 experience.  I have to say it was an amazing day!  I have to give a huge thanks to the Hubs for being such a great supporter throughout the training, my bad OWS experiences and the good workouts.  He knew that I was capable of doing this, even when I wasn't quite so sure.  He always picked up the slack at home, so that I could focus on training.  He was absolutely amazing! I also want to say thanks to my parents. Anytime we were in a pinch, they were always willing to take care of the kids for us.  They rock!  And thanks to the friends who were so encouraging...there are too many to name!  Of course a big thanks to Michelle and Karen at OutRival Racing.  I often wondered why in the hell I was doing the volume I was doing, but I know their programs are tried and true.  I made it to the start knowing without a doubt that I was physically capable of completing the distance!  And thanks to all the spectators and volunteers out there on race day...regardless of who they were there for, which tri group they were with or how long of a day it had been, they cheered.  They cheered for everyone and they were amazing.  I hope to be out there returning the favor one day!