Time for A Change - QT2 Systems

There are things I am lax about at times.. aka doing laundry, ironing and I'm TERRIBLE at keeping plants alive. I mean terrible (I hope this isn't a future reflection on my parenting skills). One of the things I am a fairly fanatical about is my training (or at least I try to be!).

Two months ago I made this huge life change and it really has changed everything. I knew there would be some noticeable differences, but it has truly given me an overhaul. Some of those changes have been easy to fall into. For example, flexibility in terms of workouts, seeing Kyle and having enough time to spend working on the things I really want to such as talking to my athletes, doing the nutrition counseling etc. A few things have been harder, like working 7 days a week, knowing how much time certain things are going to take and making sure to allow that much time prior to get them done, and of course, people thinking that just because you work for yourself that you have the ability to "insert go to lunch at the drop of a hat, go shopping, etc. etc." It's been a hard concept for ME to even accept at times. I have to be pretty disciplined that once the training is done for the day (and most days I'm still up at the 5:00-6:00am hour) it's time to go home and get my butt to work. One because I need to or the end of the week is going to be crazy and two because I don't have extra money to be doing those other things so the best place for me to be is sitting in front of my computer working when I'm not training. Those are pretty much my options between 6am-5pm.

All in all.. I FREAKIN love it. I also don't think I've felt the full financial effects of it either, so that day is probably coming and this year will definitely be an adjustment!

In being a bit fanatical about the training, I HAVE to feel like I'm in a good spot in terms of having a good plan designed for the year that I can trust, put my faith in and give hours of sacrifice to away from Kyle, hours of sweat and toil out on the road, pool etc.

The last year has had some real ups and down with my current coach and I knew it was time to part ways, but with the season rapidly approaching it just didn't seem like the time to make a switch. However, sometimes it doesn't matter what we want, the universe makes things IMPOSSIBLE to stay in the current situation (which is also what I think happened with my previous job) and there just is no choice. Change is necessary.

My stomach was in knots over it. As some as you know, hiring a new coach is a VERY serious thing. It requires so much research by talking to other athletes under their tutelage, looking at their results, interviewing them to see how well they you mesh, understanding their philosophy etc. I didn't know much about this process 3 years ago, but now, considering the coaching interviews I've personally be through, I know a lot more :) It's a bit like a marriage and I take the relationship very seriously! I mean, I just quit my job for heavens sake!

I started the process two or three weeks ago and what the process it was! It was exciting though and I had a few coaches that I had heard really good things about from close friends. The best thing that I took out of Galveston TX was a chance to meet the two coaches I previously interviewed.

It's nice to get a feel in person if you can, and talking to both I had an immediate feeling about who would be a good match. Both were very knowledgable and I knew would probably be excellent from that standpoint. I want someone I can continue to learn and grow with as a coach myself.

By Sunday night, I knew who I wanted to work with and I was invited to a team event to be able to sit down and make sure they were still available to work with me this year.

Thankfully, they were, and I'll be working with Jesse Kropelnicki of QT2 Systems. He's been coaching for 10+ years and has done an exceptional job with Catlin Snow, Jacqui Gordon & so many others. My friends Jocelyn & Molly also played a huge role in my decision and since working with him has really seen great improvements and felt very confident about her experience thus far.

You can read more about what helped shape my decision here!

I couldn't be more excited to get a fresh start and it really does feel a bit like starting over at this point in the year - again. It's not an easy time to do that, but hey, sometimes that's life!

With that also required a change in race schedule. We took a look at Ironman Texas and realized, we probably wouldn't be making a smart decision by putting me in that race until we had a solid training block together nailed down. So, with that, we took advantage of this professional thing, and made an executive decision to pull out of that race and look further down the road for my first IM of the year. So, sorry TX, I won't see you next month.

Instead, first A race of year will be Ironman Lake Placid. I'll still head to Eagleman 70.3 in June as a test run, but considering the chance of better temps, a previous good experience there and then more time together as coach and athlete, I'm all in. It's hard to mentally adjust, but I trust his judgement completely so I'm on board.

I have a renewed sense of hope about the year and I know his attention to detail and guidance will be amazing for me to experience as an athlete and coach over these next months. I'll keep you posted on how it's going!

Right along with it comes a HUGE new family including the one, the only Mary Eggers, Molly Zahr , Jacqui Gordon (who is seriously, one heck of a sweet, nice person by the way!!) and the awesome athletes I met this past weekend while at the race.

Can't wait to embark on this new era and I'll let you know how it goes.. sorry I won't be seeing you guys in Texas, but enjoy the heat and don't worry, I'll be watching ALL DAY online!!

In the Books. Galveston 70.3

I'd love to tell you how pleased I was after my first professional race. How it was everything I'd ever hoped for and that I executed really well, but that would be lying.

We've all had them. The race where you made a poor decision, then it spirals into another issue and so on, and so forth. I don't intend to write a blog post about how I did that wrong and be all depressed. I'm not. I'm happy I screwed some serious stuff up right out of the gate.. good, get that out of the way for the year right ;)

To make a long story short, had a great trip down to Galveston and I am so glad I stepped up to the line with a HUGE field of professional women for the US Championships. It was a fun, humbling and inspiring experience that I won't forget any time soon.

I met one of my athletes down there, Miss Bergin as I like to call her, and it was her FIRST 70.3. The highlight was probably accompanying her through that experience and being at the finish line to catch her when she crossed. Having her cry tears of joy, pain, and emotion on my shoulder made me realize what the day was all about.. not my mess ups, but the chance to be out there.

For those of you who are dying to know, I DID NOT ask for the picture with Lance. He was about three rows up in the pro meeting and I decided I didn't want to be like the other hoards of people with telephoto lenses hanging over the side of the gated area zooming in on pictures of his pores. He's just a dude, trying to race his ass off like the rest of us right :) So, I let him alone. It was cool to see him that close though. He kept asking about the rule where you have to wear your number on your back for the bike.. too funny.

The trip down was uneventful and I actually put my bike together myself with not tooooo much of an issue. Had a great breakfast with Mary, Molly and the other QT2 folks who were kind enough to invite us on Saturday.

I've basically been self coaching myself through the last three weeks so it was a little unnerving not to have a "pre-race" talk with anyone but yours truly for my first race of the season. Granted, I'm a coach, but there is something to be said for having someone outside of yourself lay down the law (which was what I needed).

We jumped into the water in full wetsuits (which I was thrilled about) at 6:55, listened to the national anthem and it was all a little surreal being with this caliber of athletes warming up around me as the sun started to crest the bay. The gun went off and I went out hard, but lost the fast girls almost immediately. I had a feeling that might happen. Managed to grab onto some feet and drafted like a champion for the rest of the swim. I FELT fast, tried to pass once, didn't work out, got back on for the ride. I didn't even look at the time when I got out, but I thought I might have gone under 30. Nope, not so much.. I think the swim might have been a bit long from the Garmin reports I was hearing after the race - maybe 200meters, but doesn't matter. Swim time: 33:?? ish. I was proud of myself for drafting though & swimming rather strait?!

Not too many bikes in T1, no surprise there. Headed out on the bike and tried to calm myself down. No luck. We headed out onto the highway and strait into a fairly significant headwind. Bummer. " Same for me as everyone else" I thought. I was immediately passed by Jesse of Q2 like I was biking backward. Tried to pick it up, but my heart rate was already pegged at 175, and STAYED there. I should have backed er down. No such luck. I thought I was hardcore, this is the pro's! I'm going you know what to the wall (insert me whacking myself in the head saying "STUPID"). Saw the Lancemobile.. I say that because he basically was traveling as fast as a car in the other direction and was surrounded by a TV Van and a motorcycle camera. He was leading, but not by much! Those guys were hanging strong behind him!

By the time we hit the turn around at mile 28 I was SO over that wind. I was losing the juice to keep my speed up and my piraformis was really starting to hurt. Even though on the turn around I was going faster, but just didn't feel great. Legs didn't want to turn over and somewhere in the 45ish mile mark I started seeing a few flashing things like the world is on giant strobe light = aka SEVERE Calorie deficiet produced by me going like a wild women for the first half. I broke my own cardinal rules on that bike as a coach and dietitian. Tried to get in enough fluid / calories in those last ten miles, but hadn't really practiced drinking 30+ ounces per hour so as hard as I tried knowing that run was going to be a scorcher.. no such luck. Made it through about three and a half bottles.. needed WAY more.

So happy to be off the bike I ran into T2, and missed the Pro rack completely. The security guy had to flag me down.. and bring me back. Oh man.. just getting better and better :) Headed out on the run I knew things might not be great, but after about two miles I felt like death. Legs were feeling rough, but worse, heart rate was soaring (aka dehydration). At some point I realized I was not going to be able to keep going at the pace I was unless I wanted to risk just passing out / needing medical / not finishing my first pro race. So, I dialed it back and gutted it out.. for 10... more.... miles. UGGGHHH.. that course just looped around and looped and looped some more. I couldn't figure out where the heck I was even going to get off the dang merry go round!! Three times we did this four mile figure 8 thing.

The only things that kept me going were the promise I made before the race "be thankful" the fact that I was healthy, my Ballou Skies family, the friends / family I had watching and that I will get to do this again sometime and it will NOT turn out like this.

All in all, not even close to the day I wanted, but I'm not a quitter. No sense DNF'ing, better to eat my slice of humble pie so I remember not to make bad decisions in the future. That's how real athletes do it and if I want to be a pro I've got to take the good, bad and the ugly and get to know it. I can make peace with it for now, but I don't have to like it. In fact, I can't even think about it much more because it makes me angry so I think it's best to move on. I did the best I could "that day" and I hoping not to repeat it again any time soon.>

The highlights were seeing friends - Mary, Molly, Brooke, Sonja, Tricia, Angy, Vanessa and many more, meeting another one of my athletes, Nat and seeing Bergin through the experience. She is a trooper and gutted that run out right along with me on one HOT HOT day. I was so so so proud of her.

Some other wonderful things happened which I can't mention here yet, but soon. Stay tuned. First pro race in the books and a HUGE congrats to Beth, my good friend and one stellar person and athlete for putting together one solid race for her first professional race out at Oceanside.

I have not YET begun to fight.. OH.. and I got LOTS of compliments on the new kit while I was running around in my death march so I was always happy to hear that and gave a high five or a thumbs up!!

Thanks Betty Designs for such a great kit, Top Gear Bicycle for getting me ready to roll, Powerbar for the power to push!, my Ballou Skies family, and BlueSeventy for the wetsuit that had me wanting more at the end of the swim!

THANK YOU family, friends and bloggers - you guys make me feel like a million bucks and I appreciated the comments on the blog, facebook, twitter and emails that I got before the race more than you could ever know. I never felt alone out there, even in my dark moments :) For that, I am forever grateful.

The most thanks to Kyle, who lets me chase my dreams all over this map and always believes, always hopes and always loves me.. first, last or no finish at all.

In the words of Jen Harrison - ONWARD & UPWARD!! You haven't heard the last of me yet, in fact, I'm just getting started :) I love this blog because maybe in two years, I'll go back and read this one, after many many more starting lines, and laugh and smile at how green I was.. how this race helped make me the athlete that I have become and be thankful that I never let it stop me.. just maybe.