This is one confident new bicyclist! (youtube.com)
Maybe you’ve seen the viral video posted on YouTube – it’s of a boy who rode his bike by himself for the first time.
He struggles for how to describe it.
“I feel… I feel… I feel… I feel… I feel happy of myself,” he exclaims. Continue reading
An X-ray confirmed that I have yet another stress fracture.
This year was supposed to be the Year of No Injuries.
The universe, it seems, had other plans. Continue reading
Filed under Cycling, Injuries, Racine Ironman 70.3, Stress fracture, Triathlon
I've been told a coach doesn't need to be the best herself, she needs to know what to look for in others. (Creative commons; army.mil)
I’ve been learning the fine art of triathlon coaching since January from my friends at Well-Fit Triathlon & Training center. I say “art,” because I think a person could read all the books in the world on science, fitness and health, and not know how to approach a given athlete’s needs. Continue reading
Filed under Coaching, Swimming, Tips & Tricks, Triathlon
From left: Heading to T1 after exiting Lake Michigan, looping on the bike and near the finish.
“You’re a triathlete.”
That’s what the BF whispered into my ear as he got up from the table at my celebratory breakfast to head to the bathroom. Then he kissed me on the cheek.
I grinned really big. And then my eyes welled up. Continue reading
Filed under Chicago Super Sprint, Cycling, Open Water, running, Swimming, Triathlon
Participants listen as the Fleet Feet Chicago instructors demonstrate how to put on a triathlon wetsuit.
My USAT membership card came in the mail a couple of weeks ago. But I didn’t feel like a triathlete until last weekend.
On Sunday, June 27, Fleet Feet Chicago put on a women-only triathlon seminar at Ohio Street Beach called, “Surviving the Swim.” Thankfully I survived. Continue reading
Filed under Open Water, Triathlon, Wetsuit
Being a triathlete is bad-ass. I want to join those ranks. (credit: klaus, flickr.com)
On this, the morning of what I hope is my last podiatrist appointment until I have a head full of gray hair, I told my trainer: “I have a new goal… I want to do a triathlon, a sprint triathlon.”
“Your goal,” he kindly but sternly said, “should be to have two shoes.” Continue reading
Filed under Chicago Super Sprint, gym, Injuries, Triathlon
