I signed up because I missed being around athletes. Backpackers are nice people but none of them are waking up at 6am to go running. I signed up because I missed running.Territorial dogs. Gaping holes in the sidewalk. No sidewalk. Sketchy neighborhoods. Smog. Finding running options became laborious, and that took the joy away. I…
On October 29, I competed in the Men’s Health Urbanathlon NYC, a 9.5 mile obstacle course. There was a lot of drama that day but the real drama started the day before. I took the bus from Arlington, VA to New York. The 4 hour trip turned into a 6 hour trip because of an…
“The future’s so bright, I gotta wear shades.” Timbuk 3 On September 11, I competed in the Nations Triathlon, an exciting race packed with elite triathletes. To say you did well at Nations meant that you were a great athlete. I had done this race three times before but had never done well. For me,…
I lied to you. Remember when I told you that I was going to do my best in Austin? That wasn’t true. I didn’t do my best and never intended to. Before you get all hot and bothered, let me explain. Popular triathlons always sell out. To get in, you have to be in a…
On August 21, 2011, I competed in the IronGirl Columbia triathlon. I had two goals. My first goal was to swim faster than I did last year. My second goal was to win my age group, something I had never done. Every section of the race – to include the swim – had to be…
Continue readingDon’t call it a comeback. 2012 IronGirl Race Report
The Iron Girl Columbia, a .62 mile swim, 17.5 mile bike, and 3.3 mile run, is one of my favorite triathlons. It is an all-women’s race which means plenty of pleasantries and two-piece bikinis. The race also has great swag: v-neck race shirts, post-race quiona, and glass trophies. The participants range from professional triathletes, to…
On September 26th, 2009, I competed in the Duathlon World Championships, a race that tested my strength and my character. Here is my account of the events that transpired on that unforgettable day. It’s the morning of the Duathlon World Championships. I wake up and head downstairs for breakfast with Don, a 60 year old…