creative endeavors & the exploration that fuels them
This past Sunday, Mark and I did our first triathlon as a couple, Katy Triathlon at Firethorne. This race only had a sprint distance course, and it seemed a lot smaller than the race I did two weeks ago, Towne Lake Tri.
This was the first race I’ve done where the start line was in the water, instead of running into the water to begin. Continue reading “Race Report: Katy Triathlon at Firethorne 2015”
A couple of weekends ago, when I completed the Towne Lake Triathlon in Cypress, Texas, Mark came along to cheer me on. He’s done ten marathons since we first began dating, and as long as I wasn’t participating in another way, I cheered him on during his race. I’ve signed up for less races, but he’s always my number one fan, too.
After Towne Lake Tri, Mark seemed a little off. I was so excited to be getting over my open water fears, and had already planned on getting in two more races before the season was over in a few short weeks. When I told him my plans, he was frank: Continue reading “His and Hers Printable Triathlon Checklists”
I’ve spoken before about what led me to triathlon, and the mistakes I made in training for my first half-iron distance race. If you read the post, you might understand why I had some reluctance to start up again.
The goal has always been the same, though: complete an Ironman before I turn 30. It seemed a lot further away when I was 22 and in the best shape of my life, but, hey. Whatever, right?
When I wrote that post, I didn’t realize that I’d be on the other side of the planet for my honeymoon to Japan and The Philippines, then recovering from it, for the entire month of April. I didn’t realize that my husband’s job would be transferring to New York City, or that I’d go through depression over the continuous life-change limbo that it created and an obsession with searching for real estate in the entire Tri-State Area before finding home in Connecticut.
I digress.
What I’m saying is, I thought I wouldn’t already done my second 70.3 by now. I haven’t. In fact, I’m still getting over my fear of open water. I had only gone one time to the lake before deciding to bite the bullet and try another tri. Enter Towne Lake Tri.
Mark heard about the race through his running coach’s client. It took place on Labor Day, and there was an Olympic distance course and a sprint. Knowing full well my open water handicap, I went for the sprint. The setting was a small man-made lake in the subdivision of Cypress (a suburb of Houston) called Towne Lake. Continue reading “Back at it! Towne Lake Triathlon 2015”
I already went into detail about my Halloweekend, but information about the Marine Corps Marathon from the weekend prior had been sitting half done in my drafts. Whoops! We flew out to Washington D.C. on a Friday and were back the following Monday afternoon. We didn’t have near enough time to see all of the things we wanted to see or go to all of the places that we wanted to go, namely because we needed to stay rested prior to the race and Mark was definitely exhausted after the race as well.
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