38 degrees.
Not a cloud in the sky.
JayZ slept well and greeted me with a big toothless grin.
Ran along Lake Erie, which is starting to thaw out. Big chunks of white float where I'll soon swim on a backdrop of a clear blue sky as far as I can see.
14 miles, negative split. Last mile 9:04.
Came home, kissed all three of my boys, found that the biggest boy ordered us Foo Fighters tickets (yahooooooo!) while I was out, the hairy four-legged boy licked my sweaty hands to say hello, and the littlest boy was napping in his swing.
And then I find out that I will be receiving an interview on Monday. And I'm honored and thankful.
Thank you.
Have a wonderful day...I'll be celebrating my best friend's birthday tonight and drinking some good wine!
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Saturday, March 29, 2008
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Making The Team: 2008
This is it...voting's done tonight (Friday, March 28), so thanks to those who voted for me! There's some fierce competition out there. Whatever's meant to be will happen. May the best wo/man win!
Thanks again! :)
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I am a relatively ordinary, Midwestern girl, who leads a wonderful yet not atypical life. I am blessed with an amazingly supportive and loving family, loyal and genuine friends, a career that challenges and inspires me, and a five-month old son that I love more than I can explain.
And somehow along the way, I became an endurance athlete.
It was a dare to myself, actually. I questioned the direction I was headed in several aspects of my life. So I did something a teensy bit scary…I signed up for something called a “sprint triathlon.” I was a novice in every sense of the word, and that’s what made it exciting. And that nervous curiosity made me push myself harder and harder.
(I really, really like to push myself.)
Before I knew it, I crossed the finish line.
I didn’t realize that all I’d see would be an endless sea of starting lines before me.
That triathlon showed me there was something inside of me that I don’t think I fully understood or appreciated until that moment on that humid summer day. It gave me a new and quiet confidence.
If I can do this, what else can I do?
That finish line led me to go after a prestigious scholarship for graduate school, where I earned not only full tuition and immeasurable experience, but high honors. It led me to sign up for my first marathon, and cross that finish line only to dare myself to start another one. It led me to Ironman Wisconsin in 2006, where I had the privilege of meeting so many amazing people I am honored to call my friends.
That finish line inspired me to help others find their starting lines. I became active in my area’s triathlon club and made wonderful friendships. I led several open water swims for new triathletes and eventually got the privilege of serving on the Board of our club, where I currently hold the position of Secretary. It showed me, as it has showed so many, that the best part of training and racing are those friendships you make along the way. The miles, hardware, and the PRs may come and go, but a three-hour ride on hills in the pouring rain with a good friend is something that you just can’t quantify.
That finish line illustrated to me the power of using a starting line for change. I dedicated my Ironman race to raise money to fight Lymphoma, a disease which took my Great Aunt. I continue to be inspired—truly, deeply inspired—by my friends who race for a purpose greater than themselves. Not solely for a goal or a time, but for improving and changing lives.
This sport has power. It welcomes all; it embraces all. It asks you to look within yourself and make what you see even stronger. It asks you to make a difference to yourself, and often to the world around you.
And this…this is why I’m an endurance athlete.
VOTING IS EXTENDED UNTIL MARCH 28th!
Thanks again! :)
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I am a relatively ordinary, Midwestern girl, who leads a wonderful yet not atypical life. I am blessed with an amazingly supportive and loving family, loyal and genuine friends, a career that challenges and inspires me, and a five-month old son that I love more than I can explain.
And somehow along the way, I became an endurance athlete.
It was a dare to myself, actually. I questioned the direction I was headed in several aspects of my life. So I did something a teensy bit scary…I signed up for something called a “sprint triathlon.” I was a novice in every sense of the word, and that’s what made it exciting. And that nervous curiosity made me push myself harder and harder.
(I really, really like to push myself.)
Before I knew it, I crossed the finish line.
I didn’t realize that all I’d see would be an endless sea of starting lines before me.
That triathlon showed me there was something inside of me that I don’t think I fully understood or appreciated until that moment on that humid summer day. It gave me a new and quiet confidence.
If I can do this, what else can I do?
That finish line led me to go after a prestigious scholarship for graduate school, where I earned not only full tuition and immeasurable experience, but high honors. It led me to sign up for my first marathon, and cross that finish line only to dare myself to start another one. It led me to Ironman Wisconsin in 2006, where I had the privilege of meeting so many amazing people I am honored to call my friends.
That finish line inspired me to help others find their starting lines. I became active in my area’s triathlon club and made wonderful friendships. I led several open water swims for new triathletes and eventually got the privilege of serving on the Board of our club, where I currently hold the position of Secretary. It showed me, as it has showed so many, that the best part of training and racing are those friendships you make along the way. The miles, hardware, and the PRs may come and go, but a three-hour ride on hills in the pouring rain with a good friend is something that you just can’t quantify.
That finish line illustrated to me the power of using a starting line for change. I dedicated my Ironman race to raise money to fight Lymphoma, a disease which took my Great Aunt. I continue to be inspired—truly, deeply inspired—by my friends who race for a purpose greater than themselves. Not solely for a goal or a time, but for improving and changing lives.
This sport has power. It welcomes all; it embraces all. It asks you to look within yourself and make what you see even stronger. It asks you to make a difference to yourself, and often to the world around you.
And this…this is why I’m an endurance athlete.
VOTING IS EXTENDED UNTIL MARCH 28th!
Thanks for reading! If you think I should be the next fully-sponsored member of Team Evotri, please write down the URL of this web site and have it ready for voting when you click the EVOTE button below. Thank you!
Throwing my hat in the ring
Okay, I think all technical difficulties have been resolved...
Anyway, I'm throwing my hat in here. I'm going to Steelhead and WIBA regardless, so I thought I might as well give this a shot. I'm super excited to race this year, and I can't think of a better word to describe me right now than "evolving...."
So here goes!
Anyway, I'm throwing my hat in here. I'm going to Steelhead and WIBA regardless, so I thought I might as well give this a shot. I'm super excited to race this year, and I can't think of a better word to describe me right now than "evolving...."
So here goes!
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