Treading Water in Texas



I signed up for Ironman Texas last fall, about a month after finding out that we were expecting Evelyn.  I’m not exactly sure what my motivation to do so was.  It didn’t seem likely I would take a Kona spot, given that I was intending to do Ironman Arizona too.  Which meant that if things went according to plan, we would go to Kona again in 2016, keeping to our every other year pattern.

Realistically it probably had a lot to do with feeling like I had put all of the 2014 eggs on Kona (which had still to hatch), and 2011, 2012, and 2013 all went well as a whole with two Ironmans per season – where a subpar race didn’t leave the potential for feeling that the whole year was subpar.  Plus with a new baby, I figured it would be a great challenge, which I always enjoy.  After talking about it with Mary, I pulled the trigger.

A little more on the new kiddo.  Other than the few days surrounding Evelyn’s birth (+-4 weeks prior to race day), training for IM Texas was smooth and was minimally impacted by the new arrival.  It helped that I took nearly 3 weeks off of work, which coupled with a week of working from home – allowed a very easy transition.  I intentionally cut the last few long rides a bit short – 4 instead of 5 hours, with one 3 hour smash fest – but between consistency, experience, and what Best Bike Split was modeling – I felt as prepared, and was quietly confident in what was going to happen at Texas.  I didn’t have to tell myself it was going to be good – I knew it was going to be good.

I started the race in the first row of the rolling start, I had no intention of pushing the swim, though with the day in retrospect – I would go back and spend the effort to gain the 30 seconds or so I needed to get the Roka FOTW award.

After doing my own thing for a little bit, I picked a set of suitable feet and stayed there for the next 50 or so minutes.  Whoever was the owner of those feet had a swim stroke that was perfect for drafting….one of the easiest swims of my life.   I don’t know if that is a sign of my swim fitness being really good or if I just picked the right feet.

I spent most of the swim in 3-5th place, always able to see the top two guys just a little ahead, but with my eye on the bigger picture of the day as a whole and wanting to kick some ass – I was patient and just eyed the distance to make sure my tug boat didn’t falter relative to them.

The portion of the swim through the canal was really neat in that you could hear the spectators yelling at you, but it was also a lot choppier than the portion in the lake – and it felt like there was a current pulling us back out.

I exited the water with the group I spent the whole swim with – and moved with purpose to get my transition bag, and into the tent I went.  Glasses, helmet, flask – GO (my shoes were already clipped into my bike).  I grabbed my bike from my rack and started heading out of transition and was really stoked to hear them announce that I was the first amateur.  Wire-to-wire was the thought that went through my head.

I hopped on the bike and quickly navigated the first couple turns to get out onto the Woodlands Parkway where I settled into my goal watts.  Unlike Kona last year, I was planning to ride conservative and simply repeat past IM bike watts that resulted in no fade and a solid run.  After a couple minutes I noticed that my helmet strap was coming unstrung – so I stopped – fixed it and was back on my way.

The next 2 hours or so continued like that riding tried and true watts – while doing tried and true nutrition – moving very quickly through the course – the tailwind helped a bit.  At some point a guy in a QT2 kit rolled up and passed me – I resisted the urge to say – I’m feeling good – stick with him, and just stuck to my guns.  Probably a half an hour later I passed him back and was moving deep into the women’s pro field.

Around this time we turned into the wind – and suddenly my power was gone.  It felt very similar to what I experienced in Kona last year once the wind kicked up – kind of like I have forgotten how to handle the bike in the wind and keep the watts going.  My last ~50 miles averaged about 10% lower watts than my first ~60 – it wasn’t a continual drop – more like a drop over the course of 30 to 40 minutes and then it flattened out for the rest.

I did feel a little bit of stomach issues coming on during the ride too – I won’t say much more than that my stomach wasn’t acting like a finely tuned machine, but I wasn’t feeling completely out of whack.  I just told myself – stick to the plan – it works in training, it’s worked in the past….

Towards the tail end of the bike I started to catch a few male pros and I was repassed by the QT2 guy and two other AGers – putting my into T2 as the 4th place amateur.  Overall – I was really happy with my bike split, but disappointed in my watts, how my bike went, and how my ass felt on the bike.  I just could not find the comfort on my saddle that I find in training.  I’m not sure if it’s the pad in my Spider, indoors vs. outdoors, or something else – I was just really glad for the bike ride to be done for a multitude of reasons.

But I was extremely happy to roll into T2 and see all of the Agers in front of me – in the tent, or just leaving the tent.  I thought back to my experience at IMCDA in 2012 where I left T2 completely blitzed and barely able to walk – and I ran my second fastest (at the time) IM run.

I had faith that if I stuck to my plan to run very conservatively my fitness would see me through.  Unfortunately, as they say – no plan survives contact with the enemy.  Mile 1 was an extremely relaxed 6:5X mile, followed by a walk in the park of 7:10, and so it went for about 7 miles.  I moved into 3rd AGer around mile 2, and could see both of the guys in front of me depending on the terrain.  They didn’t appear to be slowing down, and the easier I tried to run – the more I kept hovering in that 7:10 to 7:15 range.  The heat and humidity did not seem horrendous – which means maybe the Sauna bathing I did had a benefit – so I simply focused on trying to run really easy and not force it, hoping that as the race ground on I would slow a little, but by being able to counter it with extra effort (“suffering”) – I would never fall off the cliff.

That went well until somewhere between mile 7 and 8 – where about a minute past the Red Bull aid station, after the second out and back – and probably a good mile to mile and a half until the next aid station – I suddenly had to go number 2 urgently.  The urge was so strong that I for a moment I considered turning around to use the porta john I had just left behind.  After a short bit of internal dialogue I decided that I am sufficiently practiced in butt clenching that I would see if I could make it to the next aid station – worst case scenario I would simply go in my tri-kit – which fortunately was black.

Luck was on my side and I managed to make it to the aid station, I hopped in and my butt was like a firehose for a good 15 seconds – I quickly got out and went back about my business, but my legs were really starting to complain and I accepted that my pacing decision had not been the right choice.

I had not yet been passed by anyone, so I focused on getting the job done and moving purposefully – there is no giving up, no feeling sorry – just problem solving and getting to the finish line as fast as you can – given the realities of the situation.

About 9 miles or so after my first porta potty I had to go *again* – that’s a first for me – I have never, ever had to poop twice in a race.

At this point my legs were pretty toast.  In order to keep from giving up, I picked a target – beat your 9:25 from Kona 2012 – if you do that you can at least say that this was your fastest time in hot conditions – so I spent the next six or so miles doing the math on what was required to beat that mark.  Around mile 23 I took a really solid aid station walk break to gather myself for a final push – and during that last push I kept reminding myself that this is only going to be 28 minutes or so – Mary spent all day pushing out Evelyn – you can do this.

I was really glad to see the finish line, and as long as the little victory lap they made us do before we got to cross was – I was really glad to be there and see all the fans and the finishing arch because I knew I had gotten to the finish line, and I had beat that mark I had set as the carrot in the race to keep me moving.

I was happy to find out that I finished fourth in my age group and 30th overall – I think both are a very respectable showing, especially in respect to the field that the race drew both in terms of pros and amateurs.

I am both happy with the race as a whole and feel much better about it than I did about Kona last fall – and I was pretty happy with that race.  I am happy that I finally feel like I turned in a good bike split after some poor performances on the bike in both IM and shorter races – i.e.  I feel like my watts to speed ratio is back in line.  I am happy with my swim – both that I was able to find a very good draft, but that my swim fitness was strong enough to get me through a fresh water – no wetsuit swim that quickly.

I am disappointed in my continued inability bring my run to the table, and to execute as a whole.  I may not be able to run like Johnson, Iott, or Schnur – but I have run 3:1X multiple times, with a few of them being meltdown slugfest runs.  To run 3:39 twice in a row is unacceptable and leaves me with some questions:

Why am I shitting myself, and why am I feeling like my previously proven race day and regularly tested on long training day nutrition is not working as well as it has in the past?

  • Am I overworking myself causing a breakdown in the balance?
  • I believe I have previously read that too much electrolytes can cause GI issues – do I need to include less of them?
  • Are these GI issues contributing to the bike fade/etc?

Why am I experiencing power fade on the bike?

  • Pacing?
  • Fitness?
    • Could my fitness in terms of CP both on the bike and/or run not be what it was in 2011/2012/2013 even though field testing and training says the difference is noise – or that they are “stronger” now?
    • Did I underperform on CP tests back then vs. now?
  • Am I not riding outside enough to “multitask” adequately in wind/rough roads?

Why is my saddle position on race day intolerable compared to training?

  • Pad difference in race day kit?
  • Physical saddle position/tilt?
  • Bike posture between indoors and outdoors on race day?

Was IM Texas none of the above – and simply an example of “This is what happens when you live in Wisconsin and you race in Texas in May”?

I ask these questions not to denigrate my performance, but to create a problem solving framework to enable brainstorming, solicit feedback, and to create a non-panicked approach to the next 6 months to enable me to arrive at IMAZ with the form that I have displayed previously.

Finally – I really enjoyed the race in The Woodlands.  I was a little bummed at the work it took to get in some safe pre-race bike riding, but the atmosphere, course and experience was enjoyable.  I would definitely like to come back and race here again.

Data Loss

Well because I’m an idiot I had to roll my blog back to a rather old copy, which didn’t include a lot of the added content like pictures, or miscellenous files I have posted over the years.  Unfortunately, it looks like a lot of those pictures did not get captured by, so they are more or less gone.

I’m hoping to do my best to get them restored as I can discover them, and locate the files in question, but I’m not going to stress about it too much.  I did however implement a much stronger backup strategy 🙂


Tomorrow I’ll be embarking on my fifteenth Ironman triathlon. On the surface there is nothing overly special to me about the number 15. It’s not considered lucky, it’s not a prime number, it’s just a nice round number, half way between 10 and 20. What is more significant about tomorrow, is that I have directed a lot of energy towards it for the last two years. Two years ago, I was as prepared as I have ever been for an Ironman – and even being slightly sick on race day I still managed a very solid finish and likely only missed my goal of top 5 in my AG through errors in execution.

Post-race I immediately signed up for IMCDA in 2013, to capture a slot to return to Kona and redeem my frustrations, only to decide that it was a wiser decision for my family to not return until 2014.

Here I am. The triathlon path since October 2012 to October 2014 has not been a smooth one. There has been a lot of self-doubt, a lot of searching, trying new things, good performances, average performances, embarrassing performances.

Fortunately, the in the final prep for Kona I was able to find a centered place which allowed me to put together a solid block of training. I don’t know what tomorrow will bring, but I am looking forward to putting forth my best effort and seeing what I am able to draw out of my competitors and what they are able to draw out of me.

Tomorrow is not the destination of the past two years, but simply a way-point on the journey and path that I will continue following when I wake up on Sunday.

The Secret

For a really long time I’ve wanted to try and capture a lot of my thoughts, feelings, and understandings about training down, but have hesitated too.  Mostly because it seems like a daunting task, and I just don’t have the courage to undertake it.  Part of it too is because my opinion can be so dynamic based on what I read, experience, etc that it shifts from day to day and I end up feeling like I am chasing squirrels.  There is also the fear of putting it out there and having the inevitable internet troll tear me down, as opposed to doing the proper thing and helping me correct my misunderstandings.

I started this process once a while ago, but ran out of steam.  I need to undertake this again, partially because I’m in need of a good outlet, partially because I want to help people, partially because I need to better organize these thoughts in my head, partially because those thoughts previously posted are relatively out of date with my current thoughts, and partially because I have not posted to my blog regularly in far too long and I need to change that.  And maybe someone will come along and tell me that I’m wrong, but also help me understand why I’m wrong.

Before I get into writing specifics down, I want to capture a little background what I have learned over the years and who I learned it from.

I can’t really remember a lot of my swim training while I was in high school, but it was typically focused around pure aerobic work with a blanket amount of rest that basically let the whole team do the same workout.

Once I got into college and started training under Al Boelk- things got a lot more specific.  Lots and lots of sprinting, standup sets and my first real introduction to periodization.

As I turned to triathlon, I didn’t know much, somehow I got turned on to Gordo and picked up his book, as well as Joel Friel’s Training Bible.  This lead me to do lots and lots of just plain training.  I swam as I always had and had good luck with that.  Biking and running I pretty much just rode, and ran – using my HRM and keeping it in Zone 2, rarely going above it except for races.  I got faster, and so Gordo became my hero.  The first edition of his book is lovingly worn.

Then in 2007 I started to incorporate a little bit of speedwork via Spinervals and I feel that that made a big improvement in my cycling.

I pretty much continued on that path until late 2008 when I picked up some of the first Endurance Nation training plans and started chipping away at that.  I gave up because it was too hard.

In early 2011 – I tried the EN plan again and did a lot better, and I think it helped propel me into a very successful 2011.

Also during that time (2008 onward) I was strongly influenced by Andrew Coggan, Paulo Sousa, Brian Stover, etc – about lots of Sweat Spot Training, Threshold Work, more is more, HTF, etc.

Since then I have done a lot of reading, about the training methods of Renato Canova, read Phil Skibba’s books, been coached for about 8 months by Mark Van Akkeren, read some materials by Steve Magness, Matt Dixon, Injio Mujika, Jan Olbrecht and a lot of others.

I’ve also had the good fortune to coach several people since 2011 – starting with my buddy Matt who volunteered to be my first guinea pig.  Since then I’ve worked with about 20 different folks.  Helping them to get faster, and learning a lot about people, how they approach life, and how their bodies react to training.  One fellow in particular – I swear – the less he runs, the faster he gets.  For as un-unique as we are all physiologically speaking – there is still a lot of uniqueness that comes into play.

I have spent some pretty considerable periods confused – mostly about my own training – and searching for the secret to getting faster.  Occasionally I manage to discover the secret, which has resulted in some truly magical experiences, only to forget the secret and get frustrated trying to find it again.  Deep down inside I never truly forget the secret, I simply lose sight of it and question if I really do know the secret (usually this comes after a really bad race or workout).  It’s amazing how easily we can question ourselves and forget what the secret is: there is not secret.  Reaching one’s potential in triathlon – or any sport – is about executing a well thought out training plan – that does nothing more than prepare you in a progressive manner for the goal you want to achieve.

Much like the journey from an intern to CEO is nothing more than a series of steps that require one to progressively more and more responsibilities – training is the same way.  Start where you are – and gradually apply more pressure to your body over time in a well thought out and consistent way.  You cannot expect to be a CEO of a fortunate 100 (or 500) company as an intern, shoot it’s unreasonable to do much beyond learning the ropes as an intern or entry level employee.  So it goes in triathlon and athletics in general.

Over the next several posts I’ll be attempting to do a dd if=/dev/brain of=/dev/blog so that I don’t lose sight of the secret again, and so that others may gain from my experiences and thoughts.

I’ll be adding these to a category so that they are easy to find and read, and update the training page as new thoughts replace old thoughts on the blog.  I’m not sure exactly where I will start, but expect it sooner rather than later, my good wife has been instructed to remind me that writing is good for me if I don’t write enough.


Before I go to far into the depths of my brain, first a long over-due update of the state of Scott.

I’ve knocked out a few races this season and had some inconsistent results.  I had intended to race 70.3 Worlds in Mont Treblanc via qualification at Kansas 70.3, but that didn’t work out.  I didn’t get a slot outright, and was unable to stay for roll-down, so that has required a change of plans.  The result being that I am going to be doing Racine, even though I *hate* the roads there.

The last two and a half years for me in triathlon have been a challenging experience.  I’ve written about some of my ups and downs here, and vented a lot of my frustration to people over dinner, via email, and other places .  I’m actually surprised I posted about it only the one time on my blog, because I’m sure if you asked some of the targets of my venting they might possibly tell you that I am a class 1 whiney bitch.  Responses have ranged from “You hold yourself to a very high standard, let loose and just have fun” to “STOP THINKING” and everywhere in between.

Let me catch you up on the general chain of events.

November 2011 – I have a great race at Ironman Arizona, I wreck my bike.

February 2012 – I get my bike replaced (finally) and everything about it seems wrong even though everything is the same.

April 2012 – Massive PR at Half marathon, become a Dad

June 2012 – Solid race at IMCDA when massively undertrained (intentionally) . I get my bike fit revisited. I still hate how I feel on the bike.

October 2012 – Life best fitness, get sick two days before Kona, still manage a good showing – triathlon depression. I still hate how I feel on the bike.

November 2012 – I race a 10k and I literally feel like I forgot how to run (Were my glutes surgically removed!????) or do any sort of physical activity with any amount of coordination.

May 2013 – Realize I’ve been bumbling around without much purpose for triathlon for several months, reach out to Mark for some advice, similar to what he lent me back in mid-2011, which helped greatly set me on a good path for the fall of 2011.  We decide to work together to do some big things. I still hate how I feel on the bike and run, and even a lot of time swimming.

June 2013 – I have a superb race at IMCDA, so awesome that I forget how awful I feel when training.

January 2014 – For various reasons I go back to being self-coached.  I still hate how I feel when I train.

May 2014 – I become so fed up with how I feel when training that I decide something must be physically wrong with me.  Fast, slow, lots of training, almost no training, lots of sleep, no sleep, lots of eating, very little eating – and all combinations of those – I feel some combination of: uncoordinated, weak, awkward, drowning, etc.

*First* I want to interject here: depending on who you talk to about sports – there are a fair number of people that will tell you that it really doesn’t matter how you feel.  You don’t need to feel good, or sometimes even fresh to go fast.  I agree with those people.   I proved that with IMCDA last year, and countless times throughout my athletic career.

But when I say that I feel awful, I’m talking my hip flexors are screaming after 2 or 3 minutes at threshold on the bike.  Only sitting up in a road position makes it tolerable, no amount of stack height, saddle height/foreaft change make any difference.  Running anything faster than 7:45 takes a force of will and feels completely out of control.  Running is quad only, very little from hamstrings and glutes.  My hip flexors and hamstrings are so tight, they have moved up a couple of octaves.

This awful is day-in, day-out fun sapping stuff, leading to negative thinking, questioning, searching, poor execution at races and training, inconsistent quality training.

Moving on – I meet with a PT, who proceeds to look me over and find a couple of things in my pelvis – adjusts them gives me some exercises and send me on my way.  His best guess was that this was caused by a fall at some point. When I woke up the next day, it’s like a whole new world of sensations is happening, I can’t tell if it’s good or bad, but something is happening.  There are some minor, but immediate improvements in the feedback loop while training.  After a few weeks, those sensations actually progress to the point where I can separate the “negative” sensations back to causes and make some corrections.

Today – The good news is, with less and less frequency do I feel like I belong on this chart


In addition to that, in the days leading up to IM Kansas 70.3, I actually felt on, and ready to go – which has been a fleeting feeling the last 18 months.  I did mess up on the execution, but I was prepared and firing on all cylinders.

The bad news is that for I’ve spent a long time in various states of moping, searching, not focusing about my training.  The upside of that is that because I am actually enjoying how I feel when I train – this should be an easy thing to rectify – so I shall see where the path takes me.

The moral of the story is that it’s normal to feel tired and sore – even sometimes for long periods of time, but when things start to become less fun and your body is sending you various signals that make you feel that something is just not right with your body (or anything really) – take the time to investigate it and correct it.   Once corrected, things suddenly become a lot more fun.


This past weekend it was Homecoming at UW-Stevens point, combined with it being an odd year – it meant that Mary, Ethan and I headed up for the biennial UWSP swimming alumni extravaganza.  This meant the plan for the weekend was a laid back swim meet, hanging out with friends, drinking, and a breakfast at the Wooden Chair (that happens to be worth a 5 hour round trip drive all by itself).

More important than any of that though, I had the opportunity spend some time thinking about life.  Where I was, where I am and where I’m going.  It struck me as I watched all the alumni present being introduced how much I’ve experienced in the eleven and a half years since I graduated: I’ve gotten married, bought a house, done 14 Ironmans along with countless triathlons, added a child to my family, got a dog, bought a minivan.  Basically a lot of stuff.  Something else struck me – when I graduated, the youngest of the alumni present were just kids in elementary school, while the oldest alums present had wrapped up their college days before I was born – I felt old and young all at the same time. I’ve often pondered what I could accomplish if were able to transfer my accumulated knowledge and “wisdom” back upon my 20 year old self, but this past weekend I wondered “What would 70 year old me, tell 34 year old me?”

Given the array of experiences I’ve had over the past 11 years, I can’t begin to imagine what the next 36 years will bring, but if I had to guess, my message to me(prime) from me(+36) would be the same that I wish I could pass onto me(-11):  Today is the day you’ve been waiting for; don’t let it arrive without being prepared.

Catching Up

Again, it’s been a while since my last post.  Life has been keeping me busy, and for various reasons I haven’t been making the time to write – despite my desire at the end of the year to do it regularly.

This season contained a few breakthroughs.  On paper, looking at the results it’s not fully evident when you look at the poor performances at USAT Nationals, or the Pewaukee Olympic just after that.  However, if you look at some of the other results – some really good things happened.


I 3-peated as the OA winner of the race.  I fell just a few seconds short of bettering the course record I established last year.


This ended up being a huge training weekend.  About 10 minutes into the first Saturday race a series of unfortunate events occurred, leaving my bike unusable for the rest of the weekend.  Fortunately I was able to borrow a bike and finish out the remainder of the weekend.  I even finished up the first Olympic after running 2.5 miles back to transition in my bare feet!

Bike Drama

After the triple T I spent the intervening time training on Mary’s bike with lots of drama (again) involved in replacing my broken frame.  I’m hoping to buy another bike in the near future to provide some extra flexibility should this situation occur again, or to allow Mary and I the flexibility to use a transport service.  Plus the variability of having something else to ride.  I’m thinking a cyclocross bike might be nice and make it easier to get outside during the winter months.


In what I had originally intended to be my debut as competing as a Pro at big races, I ended up racing as an amateur and had a banner day.  A great effort in all three legs left me finishing as both the second amateur and 2nd in my AG.  Just like IMAZ in 2011, it was an exceptionally competitive race with the top 5 in my age group also being the top five amateurs.

Pewaukee Olympic Distance

I’m not sure where I got the brilliant idea to race a mere three weeks after IMCDA, but this definitely was a subpar performance.  I had a great swim, coming out of the water with the leaders and on Bryan Rhodes feet, only to bike and run really slowly.

Ironman Racine 70.3

I swam conservatively in the chop, rode hard, and ran moderately well.  My legs didn’t have a lot of zing in them on the run, but that didn’t stop me from having my best bike/run combo to date and registering a roughly 2 minute PR on a legit course.

USAT Nationals

Yeah, I pretty much sucked across the board.

Pigman Long Course

The final race before IMWI was another stab at Pigman.  I raced here in 2010 and sucked – really badly.  I was out for revenge.  I started out with a pretty solid swim, had a sucky T1, and then road really well.  My best HIM to date in terms of power, it was also the best time wise, but I think the course was a touch short.  I got off the bike and ran 1:26 flat, for a total time of 4:11.  Awesome!  Most importantly, I felt good during the race and had the confidence to actually race and let things rip.

Ironman Wisconsin

The primary goal for Wisconsin was to get the Kona spot for next fall.  I wrapped that up on what was a tough day in Madison.   One of the tougher swims I’ve been through, and definitely a tough day on the bike.  My execution on the day highlighted a few possible gaps that I need to work out, but the goal was done, and now it’s time for a break and to turn my sights to next October.

Off on the wrong foot


Well geez, I’m embarrassed to say that we are approaching the midpoint of the year, and I’m doing a pretty lousy job on some of my earlier stated goals for this year.  The specifics of why I haven’t lived up to my goals are relatively unimportant, what’s important is that I failed to make daily choices that supported some of those goals, and it’s left me where I am.  A bit frustrated, a bit heavier than I’d like, lacking the fitness I envisioned having at this time of year, etc.  On the plus side, I am very happy with how Ethan has continued to integrate into the family.  We are just past the year mark since we had our family day, and I’m really happy to be at a point where it feels that he has always been here.  Being a Dad is an incredible experience and I’m grateful for it each and everyday.

The downside to all the awesomeness of being a parent is that it’s hard and it’s time consuming.  Added to the previous demands of my life it creates an environment that is a breeding ground for stress, which I’ve let myself be a victim to.  Rather than manage the stress by focusing on the critical path – I let myself spend a lot of time getting distracted with activities in my life that didn’t contribute to the success I wanted in the areas I wanted.  Though I did manage to accomplish some pretty sweet upgrades to my home storage environment, and home media center setup.  Making choices like – “I’m going to stay up until 2 am working on this computer deal” doesn’t jive well with the alarm going off at 4:30 am to go get on the bike trainer.  The end result is some combination of: I get up and have a sucky workout; I get sick; I sleep in.  Previously (before Ethan) staying up late for non-essential distractions was cancelled out by sleeping in and doing my workouts after work.

In hindsight, I ponder how I managed to not get so distracted last year.  Perhaps I just did a better job of compartmentalizing and prioritizing things, or I simply had a lot of motivation to prove that “I could do it” despite being having a kid, and now that burn has subsided a bit and reality has set in.  Matt once told me something along the lines of “When life is great, you’ve got nothing to run from or prove.  That’s when it’s hardest to be a driven person.”  It’s not a direct quote, but the meaning is clear.

No matter the exact reason, it’s time to pause for a moment, take a look around and then move forward making choices that will get me where I want to go regardless of if it’s family, work, triathlon, or something else.

The Year Two Thousand and Thirteen

A short post to share some of my targets and goals for 2013.


Be present in the moment – enjoy every experience life offers me.

Go for walks with my dog and son on a regular basis.

Write a meaningful blog post every other week.

Consume less.

Sleep more.

Eat well.

Do not chase meaningless metrics in training.


Have consistent performances at all races

Top Ten Overall placement at Ironman Wisconsin and Ironman CDA

Sub 4:00 for a Half

Sub 9:00  for an Ironman

Each goal is 100% within my control, achieving them should require nothing more complicated than me making the “right” choices on a daily basis.

Provided I make those choices, the targets I’m working towards should fall into place.  I see the sub-4 HIM as the biggest stretch, my only opportunities for that will fall less than a month after IMCDA, and less than a month prior to IMWI (provided I *do* decide to do Pigman).