Feels pretty cool to be in the one and only Scott Flathouse's backyard! Seven weeks after Ironman St. George, I toed the line at Ironman 70.3 Lubbock. I picked that race because I could drive there, minimizing the amount of time I'd be away from the summer swim team I was coaching, and because it … Continue reading Ironman 70.3 Lubbock
Ironman St. George 2022
Photo by Justin Luau Ironman St. George was not my first choice of race. I had signed up for Ironman Santa Rosa 2020, shortly after signing up for Santa Rosa 70.3. Both of those registrations came on the heels of an extremely frustrating and disappointing crash during a local olympic triathlon, in which I failed … Continue reading Ironman St. George 2022
It’s RACING Season!
The sun is setting later, we're dusting off our outdoor riding clothes, and wait - was that a forearm? And a calf? Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to get ahead of myself here in Boulder. When I visited last year pre-move, it snowed - a lot - the day we left (in mid-April)! … Continue reading It’s RACING Season!
We've lived in Colorado for a whopping 6 weeks, and in that time, I am pretty sure we've seen every season. It snowed the first week we were here; it was beautiful but rained in the afternoons; and now the days are easily in the 90s by noon. My body is all sorts of confused, … Continue reading Whoa, summer!
Ironman 70.3 St. George 2021
Where do you really start when something you planned to conquer 18 months prior got pushed out and pushed out...and then finally happened? If you allow me to rewind a few years, I pulled out my first triathlon "goal" sheet from 2016. This was my first experience with setting goals for something I wasn't good … Continue reading Ironman 70.3 St. George 2021
Seriously, let’s get silly.
A good coach knows when to be serious and when to lend a smile. The balance is unique to each athlete, and a coaching skill honed only by on the job experience. And I am incredibly excited to announce that I'm officially ready to be the sometimes serious/sometimes silly coach for you! Coaching was my … Continue reading Seriously, let’s get silly.
Returning to my roots
Picture this: eight-year-old KJ, hanging on the pool deck at the end of a lane, staring up at my swim coach and trying desperately to figure out how to do the drill she was explaining. I adored my swim coaches growing up. I just wanted to be like them. They knew so much, cared so … Continue reading Returning to my roots
A little soggy: Sandman 2019
A soggy but successful race.