Two Weeks Till Black Diamond 70.3

With only two weeks till the last triathlon of the season, for myself, and my second 70.3 of the year the Black Diamond Long Course 70.3 is sneaking up on me quickly.

Prior to Age Group Nationals, when I decided to sign up for one more triathlon--especially one more 70.3-- it seemed no big deal.  One more race; of course why wouldn't I??  Now with all the hype and excitement over from nationals I am struggling with the motivation for one more race.

There is a reason most people try to pick the last race of their season as their main event, their big goal, and their "peak" race; because once that main event is over it becomes harder and harder to motivate (or at least I am having a hard time).

I had been training for Nationals for nine months prior to actually racing in it.  Now with it over, I am ready to switch gears.  Ready to not be on a strict training schedule where I feel guilty if I take even a day and stray from it.  

Don't get me wrong I am excited for this upcoming race; I love to race and I am excited to see what I can do in another 70.3 in which I actually know what I am getting myself into.  It is more that the motivation and training excitement is much diminished.  Which in turn has me a little bit nervous to be racing.  

Swimming

With swim practice being over with Team Blaze I have very much slacked off on the swimming aspect of training, as it is my least favorite.  Despite this lack of training and open water swims the couple times a week I have been swimming still feel strong and my stroke appears to still be improving.  Strangely enough I am not worried as much about the swim as prior races; I know that I will get through it.    

Bike

Biking has been going well with a couple of long sixty milers in there complete with head wind and everything.  I believe this is probably the area of the race I am the most nervous for as it is where you spend the most time.  As I am usually at the back of the pack coming out of the swim the bike and the run are where I make up all my time so I am banking on a strong bike.  

Despite only biking once this pas labor day I am praying that my spin classes, and past long hours spent in the saddle will help out in the next two weeks.  

Trying to out run a thunderstorm.  Ended up getting caught in it!

Run

As per usual this is the area I have the least concerns about, as running is something that comes naturally to me.  On top of that I have been very motivated to run and have been putting in some good strong miles.  Now this is a great motivation to have as I am running in my first ever marathon about a month after the Black Diamond 70.3 in hopes to qualify for Boston--meaning I need to get my butt in gear and get some serious miles in!

 It may not be a "big" race but it is an important one as it is supporting the Wounded Warrior Project for Team Blaze Member Brenda Conner Day and I am proud to be racing to help support her and all other affiliated with the Wounded Warrior Project.  So while the jitters, concerns, and nerves are present (as per usual) I am looking forward to the race and no matter what will be happy to have been merely been a part of something so powerful.  

What continues to motivate you to get back out there and keep pushing forward?

Back to Back Tri's: It's a mental game

Moses Lake Results

Its 8 am on Saturday morning, June 7, 2014, and I am waist deep in murky lake water for the second time in two weeks.  

Being only seven days off of my first Ironman 70.3 race it wasn't nerves creating butterflies in my stomach but lack of knowledge as to whether my legs were going to respond to 26 miles of biking and 6.1 miles of running.  

In the end it did not matter whether or not my legs were tired I merely had to make one of three choices:
            1. Give up
            2. Give in
            3. Give it all ya got
It was a game or as author Tim Galloway puts it "an inner game--that one plays with ones's mind during an athletic even."  

Race day preparation 

Despite just recently having pushed my body to a point it had never been to before I was feeling remarkably good the week after.  While this could be extreme denial I am going to chalk it up to the long hours and dedication I had put in prior to the race.  Trying to rest my legs, which had taken a majority of the beating, I spent most of my time open water swimming and lifting here and there, I even took a night off.  

Triathlon Europe Magazine

The main goal for the week in between was to replenish my massively depleted body systems; I focused on consuming more calories than I am used to.  As I tend to eat a little bit on the light side this was difficult and often made me feel awful but I knew it was necessary.  

Race day: Saturday June 7, 2014

The Moses Lake Olympic distance triathlon is really nothing to brag about; a small venue with around 30-40 women and an equal amount of men. However this was an important and meaningful race for me as a portion of the proceeds went to support the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation, a foundation that hits close to home with my amazing, wonderful, and supportive boyfriend who was diagnosed with diabetes at a young age.  I was more than proud to participate and be a part of a race that may help to change the lives of others.

Swim

While the day before had been calm and hot it seemed as though the wind god's decided to bless Moses Lake with a nice stiff breeze.  Battling murky waters, where you couldn't see you hand as it sliced through water in front of you, and waves that sucked you in I still managed to have one of my fastest swim times so far (though the time is nothing to brag about).  

Bike

This is where it became a challenge for me, or rather a game--a mental game. Due to my weakness in the swim portion of a race the bike and run is usually where I make up all my ground.  Today though the legs where just not responding.  While I was still gaining on people, as well as passing, I could just feel the lack of power and spunk with each peddle stroke. For the first time a woman passed me on the bike and at that very moment I had a choice to make: 

            1. Give up

            2. Give in to the discomfort

            3. Give it all ya got

Leaving T1 with my bike

As it is not my nature to follow the above choices one and two instinctively my brain started telling me to PUSH IT.  At this point I must say I talked to myself each and every peddle stroke.  While I did not catch the girl that passed me on the bike (I later passed her on the run) I gave it everything I had in order to keep her in my sights.   With each muscle fiber screaming at me to give in I was forced to dig deep into an emotional and mental part of my soul to keep pushing that peddle down. 

Run

Normally, I enter T2 with a purpose and a lot of energy--this time I entered feeling bummed out and like I was getting my ass handed to me.  At this point I must give a huge thanks to Brandon Bowker who's unwavering support and belief in my abilities helped to propel me though the 6.1 mile run.  Changing into my shoes with Brandon giving me race stats and updates reminded me that I am still in it and still a race to finish.  Those first three miles were the least fun I have ever had running, and I am the girl who finishes a 20 miler with a smile on her face.  Everything hurt and my brain started having a harder and harder time telling my muscles to continue firing.  Reaching the half point turn around I realized that I was on track to break the illusive 2 hours and 30 minutes mark

(something I had been striving for all year).  That revelation was the turning

point; mentally, physically, and emotionally something clicked and the power came back.  Negative splitting the last 3 miles I crossed the finish line at 2 hours and 26 minutes giving me a six minute personal best and a 1st Age Group Placing.

Mental Game

Some unknown author said it best:

"If it doesn't challenge you, it doesn't change you."

Having the courage to push past adversity, challenges, and obstacles is what creates change.  Saturday's race was a challenge for me.  I was forced to be a lot more mentally tough, instead of relying on whatever natural ability I have.

It would have been very easy for me to just give in to my legs and coast my way through race but that wouldn't have been who I am.  Choosing to give it everything I had not only paid off in monetary value with me taking 1st but reminded me that I am strong and can do this. 

I learned a lot from this race, even if it was a small venue.  I gained first hand knowledge of how powerful the brain is over the human body. How belief and faith in one's self can make a difference.  That giving it everything you got is 100 times more rewarding than giving in to the pain and just making it through.