Sunday, June 30, 2013

Training Without Mike

This week has been hard, first Mike flipped over his bike, then we lost our bird MJ among other things that have happened this week.  I also had to continue training for Musselman 70.3 without Mike, something that rarely happens.

When Mike and I started running in April 2011, it was something that we did together. We did every Couch-to-5K, Bridge-to-10K and the majority of our first half marathon training program runs together.

Before heading out for a run back then

Since then we have run and swam without each other a few times, but not very often. We had also never ridden without each other, until this week.

After Mike saw the doctor on Wednesday, I went for a swim and then ran 6 miles immediately after. It was HOT. I had to think to myself, "what would Mike do?" Well the answer is that he would keep running, so that's what I did.

I stopped to take a photo of these on the drive home after the run

On Thursday, we dropped Mike's bike off to get checked out (don't know if there is any damage or not yet, hopefully not) and I headed out on my first solo ride ever.  I was nervous. I did over 20 miles, but I did it really slowly and had to get off the bike to cross the roads a few times. I probably was being overly cautious, but I think almost anyone would in my situation. I did just see my husband crash his bike after all.

After the ride, in my new YMX sleeveless jersey

I finished the ride, and Mike said he was so proud of me. I was proud of myself, even though I felt slow.

After our bird died, I just needed to get out and run and run hard.  I finished up my first day back at work and hit the road for a tempo/fartlek run. I pushed the pace and was so close to hitting sub-8 minute pace during the second and fourth miles of my run. It felt good to not focus on anything other than the burning feeling in my chest.

I was not really looking forward to the weekend, but luckily our friend Jess asked if we wanted to join her for her 16 miler on Saturday (she asked on Wednesday morning before anyone knew about Mike's accident).  I did the final 13 miles of her run with her in the pouring rain and it was a lot of fun. I love running with Jess because we are similar pace and we can hold a good conversation.

Today, I went out for my first bike ride date.  Our friend Amber set me up with her co-worker Solveig and we hit the Musselman bike course.  We ended up adding a few miles because of where we started and ended the ride, so I got another 60 miler under my belt before race day.

 Some of the scenes along the way

Making one of the last turns

Mike rode along the course and took photos here and there. He also said he was familiarizing himself with the course in anticipation of doing Musselman.

You ride right by this in the park

 One of the first locations where we saw Mike

This week was hard for me, but I know it was harder for Mike. He is a true athlete and not being able to train, and eat the foods he normally likes to eat, has been hard for him.  I know that he is going to go out and CRUSH the Musselman course, which is the plan for now unless we decide it is unsafe for him to do so, and I am going to be so proud of him.  He deserves this opportunity to achieve his dream and show off all of the hard work that he has put in in order to do so. He is capable, determined and strong. He is my true hero and I could not ask for a better training partner in triathlons and life.

Thursday, June 27, 2013

Mini Vacation - All the Fun Things

Thank you for all of the kind words and well wishes on yesterday's post. Mike dropped his bike off to get it checked out and he is enjoying all of the soft foods and drinks right now while he is recovering. I don't want this to be a sad blog for much longer, but we also lost a member of our family today. Our bird, MJ, had a lump/tumor and when we checked on him this morning he had passed away. It will be weird not having a bird in our house after having them for 8 years. We love you, MJ!

 MJ <3

Now on to the fun things that we did while away for the B.A.A. 10K!

We took our bikes out for their maiden voyage while in the Albany area visiting Mike's parents (and celebrating Mike's mom's birthday). We did about 27 miles and it went pretty well! We also took our bikes out for a short ride when we got to the Coast Guard base with Crystal

We went to visit The Knob with Crystal and Joe.

Reunited!

 Bros

Love him!

While visiting Crystal and Joe it just so happened that they had two other friends visiting at the same time. We all went out to dinner and played "Heads Up" (a game where the person has to guess the word with clues from everyone else). We were REALLY loud in the restaurant, but we had a great time!

 The whole group

We also got ice cream!

Mike, Crystal, Joe and I went for a 2 mile shake out run prior to the 10K along the canal in Cape Cod.

First run together not during a race

We <3 Saucony

We walked around Boston Saturday afternoon/evening with Crystal, Amber and Greg. 

We saw Bunker Hill

We are elites

So are the guys!

Mike got to spend some quality time with his girlfriend, Atlanta.

She loves him

Typical

One of the things that Mike and I wanted to do was go to the beach, unfortunately we didn't bring bathing suits. Crystal and Joe had some that we could borrow, so we spent Sunday afternoon at the beach.

The beach!

My arm looks huge in that bottom left photo

This was a wonderful trip and a great way to end my first break of the summer. I have to go back to work tomorrow, and while the last couple of days off didn't go the way that we wanted, it was nice to have Mike home with me. 

Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Sad Day

This is technically a "guest" post, since Mike wrote this on his DailyMile and on Facebook so some of you may have seen this already. Thank you for the good wishes so far!

To start this out I will just say I fell on my bike yesterday, cut-up my chin and the inside of my bottom lip pretty well, I also fractured my jaw-bone, and considering how I felt during the 7 hours I spent in the hospital last night I am feeling much better this morning.

To take you back to the ride, we were riding out in Parma on the roads we usually are on and at about 4 miles in Jamie was not having a good ride (some cross-winds had her a little timid on the new tri bikes). So I decided I was going to head back to the car and drive back to her to possibly pick her up, or just give her some time to get over it. I told her I didn't want her standing on the side of the road and we could ride the mile back to one of our other starting points (a park) but she didn't want to do that. So I headed back riding a little faster than normal, was I riding a little too fast? Maybe, but I was still being safe about it and driving on the right side of the road, until I got to a road where I was gonna be taking a left. As I approached the road I checked my back shoulder to make sure no one was coming behind me, and I crossed over to the left side of the road (dumb). I had about 100 feet until I reached the left-hand-turn and a couple of cars started to come at me, the shoulder on this road is a little thinner than most, so I kind of over-reacted to the cars hit both brakes (again dumb, shouldn't really have touched front brake, or atleast not as hard as I did) to slow myself down and I guess I pulled on the front brake way too hard and I started to feel my body flipping over the handle-bars.

At this point I was down on the ground, somehow on my way down both my pedals had come un-clipped (which I'm not sure how this happened, but I'm probably lucky because that could have caused more damage to me and/or the bike). I THINK at this point a lady whose house it happened in front of came out and asked if I was okay, plus 3-4 cars stopped; one guy seemed like he had experience because he later helped the firemen/EMT load me into the ambulance, another lady was a nurse and she started asking me questions and I told her to go find Jamie, the last guy I remember from this group was a guy who was in fire department cruiser and he was the one who first started administering first-aid, covering the wound with gauze and asking me questions making sure I hadn't lost consciousness (which I hadn't). First Jamie showed-up, riding (ha! guess she got over it) and she was concerned that a car had hit me or something and everyone on the scene tried to calm her down (including me). Then the fire-truck and ambulance arrived and almost right away one of the guys takes my neck from behind and says just to be safe he's going to support my neck in-case I did any head/neck damage. So at this point that had me a little scared and my neck was starting to feel a little stiff as they loaded me into a back-board, later found out via CT-Scan that I just fractured the mandible and my neck was just feeling stiff probably from the trauma and being in the back-board/collar for almost 4 hours.

So of course at this point everyone was asking me (and Jamie) questions to get my info/what happened, I was then loaded onto the ambulance and we made our way to Park Ridge Hospital. Jamie had the people from the house take her back to our car and load the bikes in so she could get to the hospital, and when we all arrived there it was a slow to get a room so of course I was lying in the hallway for a little bit, made little difference to me though since I was staring up at the ceiling. We finally got a room, no TV (again though would have made little difference, ha), we waited a long while before I got my CT-Scan to make sure no head/neck damage, and when the results came back from that I could finally get out of the neck collar. Next step was fixing up my chin and inside lip, so we had to switch rooms to a room with a surgical light and the doctor went to work, cleaning up the area and stitching me up inside and outside my mouth (after some wonderful Novocaine injections). When this LONG process was over with the doctor explained to me that she would put me on some anti-biotics, pain medication, I would get a tetanus shot, and have to see a facial specialist tomorrow (today) in order to have my jaw further examined.


 You can see the fractured part right under his teeth and bottom of chin

So that's where we stand now, I got a pretty good nights sleep last night after not getting home until 1am and we just had to call the specialist this morning at 830am to set-up my noon appointment today. We will head there soon and also get my prescriptions filled. So emotionally I am feeling really angry that I was dumb enough to make this mistake, but it was only our 3rd-ish time on the bikes and I guess I wasn't used to the brakes. I don't know where my training/racing goes from here for the rest of the season, and I'm a little concerned about Musselman but I'm trying not to think about that, and just get well as soon as possible.


Update: Mike saw the reconstructive surgeon and he luckily doesn't need surgery. He mostly shaved bone off of his mandible, the fracture isn't bad and will heal on its own.

We, of course, asked about swimming, biking and running and he was told he could start to run/bike again in about a week. We were told that he should wait 3-4 weeks before swimming, because of risk of infection to the laceration on his face. When we asked about Musselman, since it is about 2.5 weeks away, the doctor said that Mike could do it at his own risk.

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

B.A.A. 10K Race Recap

I was originally going to recap the entire weekend with the race recap, but I decided to split them apart. 

So to not keep you in suspense, here is the actual race recap.

First, I need to back track a little bit.  When I found out that two of our friends, Amber and Crystal, were both going to sign up for the B.A.A. Distance Medley (5K, 10K, half marathon), I wanted to go spectate one of the races.

The only one that fit with our schedules was the 10K.  Then, on April 15th the Boston Marathon bombings occurred and I decided that instead of spectating the 10K that I wanted to run it. The registration for the Medley happens before registration opens for the stand alone race so we had to wait to register.


The day registration opened Mike, our friend Greg and I all registered.  Crystal also registered her husband Joe and we all got in!

Unfortunately, Joe was unable to make it to the race because of work.  We all missed him and the race wasn't the same without him being there!

On Sunday morning Crystal, Mike and I woke up at 6am so that we had enough time to get ready for the race and walk to the T (it was a little over a mile away from our hotel).  It was already warm out that early in the morning and I knew that we were going to be in for a hot race.

 Riding the T, we all look sleepy

We got to the race start a little bit after 7am and we immediately went to use the port-a-potties. Luckily, there weren't any lines!  We didn't have to pick up our bibs because we had all received them in the mail so we just went to where we had decided we were going to meet Amber and Greg prior to the start.  We saw them soon after we got there. We also saw some of the elites warming up, and I said I wanted to touch one. Maybe their awesomeness would rub off on me?

Mike representing TrailsRoc

Around 7:45am we all walked to the corrals, self-assigned, and Crystal and I went into the 8:00-8:59 pace corral. After a few announcements and a moment of silence for the victims of the Boston Marathon bombings, the National Anthem was sung and the wheelchair division was off.

We had awhile to wait because they sent the corrals off one at a time and around 8:10am we were running.

I had to dodge some people in the first mile, which is typical of a larger race, but I tried to conserve my energy as best as I could.  I was shocked that I was able to get my pace down to 8:30 and I just tried to maintain that into the second mile.  I honestly don't remember much of the first miles of the race, except that I missed the first mile water stop, and I just tried to keep up the pace.

The second mile came in at 8:32, and this time I got some water which I desperately needed.  It was already really hot, Crystal and I had commented on that while we were just standing waiting for the start, and I felt my pace slow.

The race course is a semi-out and back and a little after two miles I saw Greg making his way back on the other side.  I kept my eyes open for Mike and I saw him! I gave him a wave and he waved back.

 Not the same time, and Marathonfoto didn't get ANY photos of me

It was at this point that I knew I wasn't going to have a perfect race, I was overheating and it was just getting worse.  I saw Crystal pass by, but she didn't see me, as we were running up the hill toward the turn around.  Mile 3 was 8:58 pace.

At the turn around we ran over the 5K mat and my split was 27:05.  I took water at every water stop and started to dump water over myself.  The second half of the course was hotter than the first because we were running into the sun.  Luckily we were running down the hill so I picked up the pace for the fourth mile and came in at 8:45 pace.

I knew it was going to be close for me to PR and I just told myself that what I was running in was most likely going to be what I will run in during the half marathon of Musselman 70.3 in three weeks.  Mile 5 was 8:51 pace and at this point I knew I just had to maintain in order to PR.

I skipped the last water stop, because there was less than a mile to go, and tried to keep the pace. I was slowing down slightly but we made a turn and there were people cheering us on to the finish.  I could see the Mile 6 sign, I came in at 8:59 pace, and then made the final turn.

You could see the finish for what felt like forever, I saw Mike on the sidelines cheering me on, and I pushed it to the finish line the final .2 miles (7:59 pace).

I finished in 54:42, which is my new 10K PR!  While it wasn't the huge PR that I was hoping for, I still accomplished what I set out to do and considering the heat I am happy.

 Mike likes to stretch on the Boston police motorcycle

After making my way through the finish chute, I went over to get my t-shirt (but I stopped at the therapy dogs first, of course) and then found our group at our designated meeting spot.

The girls after the race

 No jumping for Amber

Mike finished the race with a huge PR of 47:13, his goal was to run the race at 7:35 pace and he did just that.  Everyone else had great races with PRs, except Amber who was injured but she did amazing considering the circumstances.  After a few group photos, Mike, Crystal and I parted ways with Amber and Greg. 

 The five of us, love them!

As Crystal said: a Mainer, Missourian and New Yorker running (and jumping) for Boston

It is hard to describe how I felt running through Boston, on some of the same streets as the Boston Marathon, but some of what I felt was pride.  I did get emotional during the opening remarks before the race and at the memorial that has been set up near the finish line, but I never once felt scared.  I am the type of person that feels if something is going to happen, it's going to happen.  I don't live my life in fear.

In the end I guess I felt pride, honor, happiness and yes some sadness while running this race with my amazing friends and husband.

At the Boston Marathon finish line

Thursday, June 20, 2013

New Family Members

If you follow me on twitter and Instagram then you already know that Mike and I welcomed two new additions into our family yesterday!

My new Trek Speed Concept 7.0

 Mike's new Felt B12

Meet the "fraternal twins"! Our friend Amber said that she felt like she was getting a niece and nephew yesterday since we were so excited about getting our new bikes, my bike is the unisex SC 7.0 so she actually got two new "nephews". 

We went to the bike shop, Towpath Bike in Schoen Place in Pittsford (the same place we bought our clipless pedals), and met with the same guy, Eric, that we talked to on Monday when we just went to go look around.

On Monday we weren't sure if we wanted new road bikes or tri bikes, but we knew we were getting something. Eric showed us all of our options, and basically convinced Mike that he should get a tri bike.  I was still on the fence, mainly because I was scared, but after a few people said it wouldn't be that big of a transition (I asked which was easier to pick up, using a time trial bike or clipless pedals, and I was told time trial bike) I decided to go the tri bike route too.

I knew immediately which bike I wanted: the Trek Speed Concept 7.0. I didn't like the women's color (a reddish orange) so I hoped that the unisex bike frame would fit me. The only difference between the two is the color and that the women's goes down to an extra small frame.  Luckily, I fit the unisex small!  Eric and Rob got me fitted on the bike and then I took it for a test ride. 

I was freaking out to be honest. Eric told me to just ride and when I felt comfortable to go into aero to see how it felt.  Luckily I didn't have to worry about clipping in and out too since he put on regular pedals for me to test it (I didn't want the added pressure while riding a new bike).  I was able to ride on the canal path and although the first time I got into aero the bike wobbled a bit, I felt pretty good. 

When I got back, Eric did some more fine tuning of the bike and Mike was out testing the Felt.  When he got back we had a surprise, we saw Sarah, Mark and their dog Kiva! They were out for a run and knew we would be in the store looking at bikes.  Mike decided to try a Trek bike too, just to see which he liked better, and we went out for another test ride.

In the end, I went with the Trek and Mike went with the Felt, but they are both solid bikes. So much lighter than our road bikes! It was amazing feeling the difference just pushing the bikes.  

Eric and the gang put our clipless pedals on our bikes, convinced us we needed new bottle cages (to match the colors) and Mike got some orange tape on his bike (his favorite color).

I can't wait to take them out on a real ride and feel the difference! It is going to take some time to get used to riding in aero, but we can always ride in the bullhorns if we need to (and we'll still be more aerodynamic than we were on our road bikes).

Oh, and we got wetsuits yesterday too. I know, who am I, right?  We may or may not use them at Musselman, it all depends on how warm the water is, but we will test them out next Friday (when I go back to work, ugh)!

Any new purchases in your life recently?

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Quirks

Quirks. We all have them.

I for one have already admitted to chewing my hair. I also eat sandwiches by pulling them apart in tiny pieces, rather than eating them the normal way.  Mike smells paper.

I have developed a few quirks, or characteristics really, as a triathlete.

We already know that I do this.

This happens every time on the bike

I have also learned how to grab and open almost anything on my bike.  I keep my chews in a ziploc bag in my jersey's back pockets, that way I don't have to open the original package which would be a pain.  I also have been known to hold my water bottle by my teeth because I couldn't put it back in my bottle cage at that moment.  

Since we are outside for most of our training, except swimming but hopefully soon we will begin primarily doing open water swims, I have some lovely tan lines. 

  I don't even bother covering them up

My mind thinks in terms of distance. I know certain distances from one point to another because I have run or rode there numerous times.

While looking for new bikes yesterday (we're going back tomorrow to get tri bikes possibly!), Mike gets in the car and says, "We need carbon bikes because I want to..." and before he even finished his sentence I knew what he was going to say. (For those that don't know he wants to lift it above his head because it will be so much lighter than our current bikes)

Going into Wegmans and only buying energy gels and chews is a completely normal activity for us.

Our standards

Traveling to new places, or places that aren't Rochester, excites me because it means that I get to map out running and biking routes that are different.  I also enjoy mapping out routes in Rochester, don't get me wrong!

It's funny to think that most of this stuff would never have crossed my mind as being something that would be a part of my life. While they are "quirks", they are actually rather normal aspects of my life as well.

I wouldn't change a thing, even if it does mean I have 5 different tan lines on my legs!

Monday, June 17, 2013

60 Mile Ride

We, yet again, hit a new bike PDR this weekend! 60 miles of fun, and elevation gain.

Big hills

It seems like most people didn't get my attempt at humor when I wrote about 56 miles being "only" 56 miles. I definitely think that it is a long distance, though in time it will feel short, and 60 miles is a huge accomplishment for us. 

Mike and I set out with a different route in mind yesterday, though. We have this goal of riding around all of the thirteen Finger Lakes (there are 11 major and 2 minor).  We have already ridden around two of them: Conesus and Honeoye.  This weekend we thought we would knock another one off of the list, Canandaigua Lake.

Canandaigua Lake is special to us. We got married at the top of the lake in Canandaigua in Kershaw Park, which is ironically where triathletes go to do open water swims and where the Finger Lakes triathlon is held every year (we were not runners or triathletes when we got married).

And I guess people bring their horses in the lake too

The gazebo where we got married

We ended up not riding right by where we got married because we changed the route about 12 miles into the ride. It was already really hilly, and we weren't even on any of the rated hills yet (if we had done our intended route we would have had over 2,000 feet of elevation gain). 

The route turned into an out and back, the easiest option so that we didn't get lost, and we rode down into Naples at the bottom of the lake.  What we didn't know is that even though we did cut out worse hills, there were still two rated hills on our ride.  Going down those hills was fun, going up them not so much. Let's just say my slowest mile in the entire 60 mile ride was 7:49 (7.7 mph) going up the first rated hill and my fastest mile was 2:16 (26.3 mph) going down the first unrated big hill (with the downhill of the first rated hill not far behind).  

We only encountered a few other problems on the ride, first there was this dog that jumped out at us on the way to Naples.  I saw him come crashing down the hill from his house and try to chase Mike, and after I went by him he did the same thing to me.  Needless to say on the way back I kept my eyes peeled for him and just as I thought he might not be outside anymore, he jumped out at us.  He was closer to us this time since we were on the same side as his house and I had to ride into the road to get away from him. The scream I let out was probably in the top five of my lifetime. 

Unfortunately, then I was scared of a bunny crashing through the woods a little while later. 

The other problem that we encountered was my first popped chain during a ride. Mike was in eyesight of me when it happened, but unfortunately he didn't hear me yelling for him.  After it happened I pulled over and got off my bike. I don't know how to fix a popped chain, yes I am going to learn now, so I just stood there staring at it.  I could tell that's what the problem was because it was hanging there loosely, but I didn't want to attempt to fix it by myself in case I made it worse. 

Luckily, this happened right near a pull off where people go fishing and this fisherman heard me yelling for Mike and came to see what happened. I asked if he knew how to fix a chain, and he said that he hadn't done it since he was younger.  He attempted to fix it anyway and luckily it worked!  In Mike's defense he does come back or wait for me if I get too far behind, and this was the first time we have had any issues like this happen, and he was on his way back to look for me.  I caught up to him and we continued on our way.

It's hard for me to describe how proud I am of us. Mike and I work really hard at this and sacrifice a lot to become better triathletes, some people think we're crazy and others look at us with admiration. We're just two regular people who fell in love with this sport and way of life and we're on our way to making our dream a reality. 

60 miles is over the distance the we need to ride for our 70.3 in about a month. Even though it was tough with the hills, the wind, the rain, the popped chain and the dog, I had an amazing time and the time in the saddle flew by even though we were out there for more than 4 hours. I have a goal now for the bike leg of Musselman, which is challenging as well but has less elevation gain than the route we did yesterday, and I know I can achieve it.

Thursday, June 13, 2013

The Marathon

The marathon. 

Last night Mike and I went to go see Spirit of the Marathon II with our friends Amber and Greg, I loved it!

Mike and I watched Spirit of the Marathon before we ran our first half marathon back in 2011. 

Mike cheering me on to the finish

I'm not going to give anything away for those who haven't watched the movie. It's not like there is a big secret or anything but I want you to witness the stories firsthand for yourself.  I will just say that there were times that I was tearing up, smiling, laughing and agreeing with the people included in the movie.

It made me think about our first marathon, my first finish and Mike's first attempt, the Wineglass Marathon

The first half went wonderfully (although I could tell prior to crossing the mat at the halfway point that I had gone out too fast). 

Still running strong, and running period

The second half was mentally tough. I had already started to run out of steam and then combine that with seeing Mike decide to DNF, I didn't know if I could go on.  I had to dig deep down inside of me and somehow, anyway that I could, finish that marathon.  

This is sometime during the second half, smiling though I hurt so bad

They say you will always remember your first marathon. I will and I am starting to forget the bad times and remember the good times. Like our friend Mark, running up to me at the best possible moment to help push me further.  A perfect stranger offering some of her energy chews to me (I didn't take any). A pacer running by me and as I was walking patting me on the back to try to push me forward.  Another stranger telling me to stick with him because he was going to get under 5 hours and then as I passed him in the end I tried to do the same for him.

I will also remember my second marathon, the Cleveland Marathon, for different reasons. It was our redemption race and Mike's first marathon finish. It was special and although it didn't go the way either of us wanted - we crossed the finish line happy. 

Much happier

The marathon is inspiring in and of itself, whether you are running it or other people are running it. Mike and I have had the pleasure of volunteering at two marathons and spectating at two marathons.  We cheered our hearts out for people we know personally and those we did not.


Mike and I also were a part of something else that is truly special: running with our friend during her first marathon.

  We love Crystal!
 
I have yet to have a second half of a marathon go well for me, I am hoping that changes at our upcoming marathon in October. I will not be racing this marathon, although that could change the day of, but rather I am running it for fun. It is my hometown marathon, the Mount Desert Island Marathon, and I want to soak up running in a place that I love.  

I will have Mike there with me, our friend Isaac and our friends Crystal and Joe. I hope to get to meet some other bloggers and runners that I know are running the marathon.  I hope that my parents will come cheer for us and see us at the finish line.  And I hope, no I know, I will cross the finish line happy.

So the marathon.

It's the little moments. It's the sign you read at mile 20 that makes you laugh and the friendly person running next to you that says, "what were we thinking?", and then fist bumps you. It's knowing, but not truly knowing, that people are checking Facebook to see how you are doing and being overwhelmed by the love and support after you finish the race. It's seeing a friend who needs some support and you run to her and tell her she is doing an amazing job. It is running with one of your best friends during a monsoon in the middle of the winter and telling her that no matter what you are going to get her to the finish line of her first marathon.

It's getting to the end of your second marathon and only really caring about seeing the one you love, to confirm that he has become a marathoner.


It is all those moments and more. It is 26.2 miles of moments. 

Moments that I hope to live and re-live many times.

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Training Lately

I wrote about the first time Mike and I hit over 100 miles for the week (swimming, biking and running) a little while ago. I am proud to say that it has happened again the past two weeks!

Two weeks ago we hit 108 miles, which included the Keuka Lake Intermediate triathlon, and this week we hit 118 miles.  118 miles, I barely even drive that in a normal week (right now doesn't count since I'm not working)!

How did we get that many miles in a week? Here's a break down of our workouts:

Monday - off
Tuesday - rode 31.25 miles
Wednesday - ran 5 miles, swam 1,500 yards
Thursday - shortened brick (due to rain): 15 mile ride, 2 mile run
Friday - ran 3 miles
Saturday - ran 9 miles, swam 3,000 yards
Sunday - rode 50.5 miles

We actually cut out 5 miles of biking and 500 yards of swimming, but overall it wasn't a bad week! The weather was pretty lousy all week, but we lucked out and the sun came out on Sunday for our longest ride yet!  Our ride was an out and back along Lake Ontario from Webster to Sodus Point which included riding by the lighthouse.

So gorgeous

We should hit over 100 miles every week until Musselman Triathlon, which just shows what kind of work you need to put in to accomplish your goals! Right now we are gearing up for our longest ride, that we will repeat a few times before our 70.3 - 60 miles.  While the bike leg is "only" (haha, yea only) 56 miles, we felt like it would be a good idea to go over that distance a few times.

Mike and I train, a lot. Last week was almost 11 hours of training, but when you want to finish a 70.3 and finish it happy and coherent, it's necessary.  Next year during Ironman training we will be putting in more hours in the pool, saddle and on the road and I wouldn't change a thing!

And our training is a family affair, Bernie did some work this weekend too!

Swimming up a storm