Waterfront Triathlon

Yesterday I participated in the annual Waterfront Triathlon with my good friends Sam and Leigh Linhoss. They are pros at stuff like this, so I was just tagging along for kicks. We made a relay team, so I did the swim (1.5k), Sam did the bike (42k) and Leigh did the run (10k). We finished in good time, and all of us right on the time we expected to be (me- 30 mins, Sam- 1 hr. 20 mins., Leigh- 1 hour). David, Leigh's parents and the Bogensbergers were there to cheer us on, and we had such a fun morning! I will admit, swimming about 1 mile was way harder than I anticipated. About half way through I was regretting my lack of training (I swam twice... oops). I was definitely glad to finish with a decent (for me) time because it was hard - definitely harder than the swim I did in the Music City Tri.

Cutest cheering section!

please forgive the obnoxious cheering! We were proud and excited!

Every time I do a race, I love it and want to do more. I've been on a pretty good once-a-year schedule lately (2012- Waterfront Tri, 2011- Louisville 1/2 marathon, 2010- Music City Tri, 2008- Mercedes 1/2 marathon), and I definitely want to at least keep that up. So, what's next??

doing it.

I just registered for the Music City Sprint Triathlon!

So far, this is how my "training" has been...

I swim on Mondays, and that is consistently good. I really look forward to that each week, and my endurance is picking up. I swim at UTC, but I'm really looking forward to the water being up at the lake and doing all of my swimming out there. It will be much more similar to the actual race, since it is in the Cumberland River.

I don't have a bike. That's all.

I run most days with the dog. I have to walk him, and now that it is nice outside I figure we ought to run. Well, that stinks. He is a horrible running buddy, and for some reason my feet always feel like they are full of lead when I run near our house. We usually accomplish about a mile before I give up and he poops out. I planned all last week to go for a good "long" run on Saturday morning before we got started with our day. Well, wouldn't ya know... I ran 7 miles! It was so... fun! I never think running is fun, but I seriously had such a great time! This never happens, folks. I was jamming out to my ipod and relishing the cool morning weather.

So there ya have it. I'm doing a triathlon. We'll see how this goes!

PS- Blair is doing it with me! She is doing a half marathon in a few weeks, so she's miles (literally) ahead of me in the running division, but she doesn't have a bike either :).

I am not a runner.

In December of 2008 I was at my parents' house in Columbus, GA and I decided to become a runner. I figured, lots of people did it, why couldn't I? So, I left the house, geared up with my tennis shoes and iPod and decided to just see how far I could go. I made it .4 mile. Yes, four tenths of a mile. Not even half. After those four tenths, I was literally on my back in the front yard grasping for breath.


It was bad.


SO, I kind of gave up on my goal of becoming a runner. Kind of didn't have a choice. Until I started running with a friend. I'm competitive, so having a buddy to run with gave me motivation to try harder.

So when the opportunity arose to run in the Mercedes Marathon -- on a relay team, granted -- with Samford folks, I signed right up! I was to run a 10K. 6.1 miles. I had never run that much before, but I thought I could do it. Leading up to the race, the most I had ever run at one time was 5 miles. I figured that was close enough.

Race day arrives, I'm pumped and ready to run the first leg of the relay. I ran with my friend Laine and her dad (who were both doing the half marathon) and we started right along.

I was feeling pretty good from the start. So much adrenaline. Nice people handing you water. Strangers cheering you on. Oh, and lots of Birmingham hills. That part wasn't fun. Our strategy was to a) not die and b) walk for one minute at every mile marker. B was my saving grace.

This is becoming a novella, so let me cut to the chase. At the 10K mile marker, I was good to go, so I didn't stop. I passed off my relay chip, but kept running. I ran a half marathon. I went from barely being able to run 5 miles to running 13.1. It will always be one of my favorite life achievements because it was completely unexpected. I'm a planner, folks, but this was a fluke! I called David (who told me after-the-fact that he was a little worried about my finishing the 6 miles) after the race and he freaked. My parents freaked. My sister really freaked. I called my friend Melissa. I told everyone. I'm sure it was my facebook status for a week. I was (and I guess still am) pretty proud.


This is a pretty random topic, no? Well, the other day I was having lunch with my sweet friend Deb, and she told me about her summer internship with Go Magazine in Greenville, SC. They let her write an article for the final summer publication -- about half marathons! Here it is: http://www.gomagsc.com/september-2009-why-half.php. You should read it, she's pretty great.


So, wanna go for a run?