Individual Obstacles….

How do you deal with obstacles that cause you to wonder which way to go, or which way to turn? Ever say to yourself, “Am I on the right road or am I heading for a road block, or even a crash?”

The worst thing we can do is freeze and do nothing. Having the courage to keep trying is key to overcoming inertia. This is true even though we may not be 100% sure that our actions are the best, or will yield the outcome we’re desiring.

“We know how rough the road will be, how heavy the load will be, we know about the barricades that wait along the track, but we have set our soul ahead upon a certain goal ahead and nothing left from hell to sky shall ever turn us back” (Vince Lombardi).

Chart your course. Stay focused on the goal. Keep going! Keep moving! Knock off each obstacle one at a time. You can do it!

Partner In Crime!

I’m trying to make more of an effort this year to write about things not always triathlon related. I’ll try to dish about non-tri events, too. We’ll see how this entry goes.

Unfortunately, this may be one of those ‘you had to be there’ type of stories. I’ll do my best to illuminate how hilarious it was, but you really did have to see it…

My good friend, Dana Henry, invited me to join her as her ‘date’ for a wedding last night. Her husband couldn’t go last-minute so she invited me to go with her. She had joined me the previous weekend at my longtime friend, former ITU pro, Kelly Cook’s, wedding party – so perhaps Dana was returning the favor? Or was she punishing me? Ha.

To fully appreciate the story, you have to know Dana. She is probably the funniest person I have ever met, completely willing...

Don't Mess With Texas

Last week I took a trip to The Woodlands, TX to visit my close friend and Timex Teammate, Kim Hager. Triathlon has brought some wonderful things to my life. Namely, some amazing friendships I have made along the way that will likely be permanent. Hager ranks among the top of that list. This pic above is Kim’s daughters: Lauren, doing my hair, and Hanna, preparing the makeup.

I first met Hager in 2003 at the California ½. I was still an age grouper and still trying to qualify for Kona. I was leading the race in the 30-34 AG through mile 3 of the run until a petite cheetah flew by as if I was standing still. I noticed the “31” on her calf and felt my heart drop knowing I had just lost...