Friday, July 27, 2012

New Jersey State Triathlon

West Windsor, NJ
July 22nd, 2012
Olympic Distance
1500 meter swim, 25.5-mile bike, 10k run
Finish time: 2:42:26
Overall Women's Finish: 60th
AG (25-29): 11th

“The task ahead of you is never greater than the strength within you.” 

Race Day: 

I had done the training, the 25-mile bike rides every day through the hills of Baltimore county. Running in the scorching heat or unbearable humidity miles upon miles, and  those hours logged in the pool, swimming sprints, and long distances to prepare physically for this day. I had competed in triathlons of shorter distances to prepare myself for the Olympic. The bike and run did not worry me, it was the swim. Hoping I didn't lose my breath heading into the disciplines that I could dominate and I usually do dominate. But when all was said and done, I finished and that was the most important factor. 

Saturday, July 7, 2012

Running... it's cheaper than therapy

Credit Pinterest
Running is my private time, my therapy, my religion.

You have probably heard this saying time and time again and if you are not a runner you may not believe it. But for those of us who log many miles a week whether it's on the bike or running, it really does help.

Recently one of my friends went through a tough time and the first thing I said to him was to go for a run, a walk, or a bike ride. Just get outside, leave your phone at home and disconnect yourself from the world. Going on long runs is one of the ways that I am able to forget about everything going on in my life, and just focus on myself and think. People don't realize it but running is a great form of therapy.

Friday, July 6, 2012

Stratton Faxon Fairfield Half Marathon

Fairfield, CT
June 23rd, 2012
Finish time: 1:53:23
AG 20-29- 104

It's very hard in the beginning to understand that the whole idea is not to beat the other runners. Eventually, you learn that the competition is against the little voice inside you that wants you to quit.
Photo Credit Grant Wilson

This race was one where I felt like quitting. The temperatures were in the 80s, steep inclines on every mile and around mile 5 I felt very uneasy and faint. But that didn't stop me. I grabbed some Gatorade, water and kept going. I made it a point never to pull out. Even if I had to walk out the water stops and give my body a second to catch up I was not going to quit. Quitting is not in my vocabulary.