Ironman Kona, Onipa'a

Onipa'a - 

the strength to remain steadfast, resilient and resolute. 

The Ironman World Championship theme this year 

to remain unwavering in your quest to triumph.

To remain resilient has been the theme to my year.  Both athletically and personally, life has been throwing me some curve balls.  Naturally, it carried over to this race. This course was absolutely humbling. Ironman is hard. But Kona was a different kind of hard.

Prior to race day, Coach T and Mark provided me with as much support, analysis, and course recommendations I could ask for.  My dad made up my own '5 commandments ' to focus on. Clyde helped me stay calm and in the moment. I took in every word they said. I didn't realize what a learning experience Kona would really be. You do not understand the tough conditions people try to prepare you for unless you are experiencing them in person. I didn't realize how deep I was really going to have to dig on race day.

Checking in was unlike any other event I have been to.  The atmosphere is absolutely electrifying and hard to put into words. Full of energy, fit athletes, and red carpet treatment. You get personally tattooed, weighed in, and off to transition. 

Prior to the race start I tried to stay calm and focused.  My cousin Ember sent me a text before I left for Kona... 'Take in every single moment.  Make sure that, between the focus and any jitters you take 5 minutes to breath deep, let the beauty of Kona inspire you, and recognize how far you've come in just a few short years.'  I had been doing this all week.  The morning of the race, after my bike was racked and ready, I put my feet in the water and did as she had said 1 last time.

I was ready.

-make sure to keep drinking pre-race-

-use the bathrooms in the changing tents, no lines-

Swim

I decided to line up about 3 rows back.  I was supposed to have lined up closer but I got nervous... salty sea water, kicking girls, back I went.  Treading water in Kailua Bay took about 15 minutes before the canon went off unexpectedly: Game ON.  Going out I felt awesome. I found a girl swimming my pace just to my left and we cruised to the turnaround feeling great.  As soon as we looped the barge, the punching and kicking started. I could feel the swells at this point.  Every time I would look up to site I would get a mouth full of salt water. That last half of the swim was hard.  Coach T told me to mix in some fast strokes if I felt like I was getting 'stuck' in the water.  I did that.  Every time I'd feel someone tugging on my feet I'd kick as HARD as I could. 

Seeing those exiting steps was amazeballs. No more gross water to swallow :) I did, what I thought was, I great job of washing all the salt off me, got my bike gear on, and out to my bike. The nice thing with being a slow swimmer is you can find your bike in transition easily! lol. I didn't let this effect me, It is a LONG day. Race your own race.

-Practice swimming with people-

-I should have got more sun screen on before heading out onto the bike -

-Took more time getting the salt off of me-

-Put the zipper string back on my wetsuit to take off easier-

Bike

The first 9 miles I was told to take it really easy.  So I spun my legs, smiled, drank, and got my HR back down.  With my power meter not working, the goal was to start at the low HR end and slowly build throughout the ride; finishing strong. 

Heading out on the Queen K, I felt great.  This section of Hawaii is not pretty.  You think Hawaii and you think green and tropical... no.  Think highway and desert Lava Fields.  Perfect for those who can zone out and focus! :)

Climbing up to Hawi the cross winds were pretty dang scary. Add in the downpour towards the top and my hands were not leaving the bars.  Descending back down after the turn around, the first few miles were wet, but the rain disappeared and sun came out in full force. 

From the turnaround back home, I had a head wind. The entire way. Initially I was watching my HR, making sure it was staying in the correct zone and plugged away.  The last 20 miles the wind was starting to get to me. Other than the run, this was one of the lowest points of the race.  I was hot and when I would pour water over my body to cool down, the salt that I did not get all the way off had formed blisters and would STING as the water touched it. The back of my neck felt like it was on fire from the sun burn. Gatorade did not taste good.  My two big toe nails were killing. And I was just so over the wind.  I had to remind myself over and over to smile, you are in Kona, enjoy this! 

-Get my toe nail issue figured out-

-I did make it a point to slow down at every Aid Station to grab water to pour over myself but I wasn't drinking enough gatorade-

-Make sure to take all of Salt Tabs (After the race I realized I did not take any of my salt tabs)-

-I did not have my normal Bike Computer which has an alert ever 15min. to drink.  This is a must going forward-

Run

The second I got off my bike I took my shoes off.  My toes were aching so bad that I could not wait. The tent was crowded and difficult to find a empty spot to switch gear.  Did my best to get in and get out of there as fast as I could.

As I started running, things just didn't feel right.  It was a different feeling than just needing to get my legs warmed up.  My stomach was not happy and leg turnover was not there.  I saw Clyde immediately out of transition and tried to smile letting him know I felt great.. Trick the mind, right? :)

I quickly made it to aid station #1, took in some Gatorade and immediately threw it up. Eck! My game plan at this point was run to each aid station, walk through and try to get something down.  Everything I tried, it would come back up.  Ali drive I remember being filled with people, tons of energy, Teresa was there!( can not remember what we talked about), but other than that it was pretty much a blur. 

My father and Clyde was at the top of the famous Palini hill.  It was so nice to see their smiling faces.   I told them I wasn't able to keep anything down and this marathon was going to take me a lot longer than I had planned. They gave me some encouraging words and told me all I had to do was to finish! It was off on the Queen K I went.  As soon as I turned on the Queen K I spotted Meredith Kessler walking.  WALKING. I was getting so upset with myself until I saw this.  I had trained to RUN this marathon.  Not walk it. Sure, there were others walking, but to see a Pro doing whatever she could do to get to that finish line gave me so much encouragement. Resilient! 

After I made it down the first short hill on the Queen K, I HAD to walk. I walked that entire mile. At this point I told myself walking is going to take forever! Honestly, if I could have made my body at least jog I would have taken that.  Walking for over 1/2 of the marathon just does not sound fun.  Sometimes my heart rate was up as high as it is running, just walking. Legs felt like they were going to buckle.  No energy and still throwing up.  Just a hot mess at this point.  I decided on running .25 and walking .10.  That is what I did until the finishing 2 miles.  I remember an aid station handing out the glow sticks to wear.  Another humbling moment - never thought I'd need these. Prior in the week I had ran the Energy Lab with Mark and envisioned myself so focused and getting through that tough section of the course.  Focused I was, running at my envisioned pace I was not.  The sunburn on my neck and arms was making me shiver and the blisters on my quads if I even touched them stung so bad! It was dig deep time.  At this point I was on auto pilot: Run .25, Walk .10, Get to the finish!

After the Energy Lab I stopped throwing up and was able to keep down water and chicken broth. That made things a little better at this point.  The last climb before heading down to the finish line I spotted an Instagram friend. She was like a breath of fresh air, happy, and got me up that last hill.  Down Palini I saw my dad and Clyde at the bottom.  High-fived them and heard people say only a mile to go.  Me and a girl I was running next to both made the comment 'a mile is still a freaking long way!'

As soon as I rounded the corner onto Ali Drive the tears started and did not stop until the finish line. You go through a lot of emotions when racing an Ironman, all of which are worth that finish line JOY.  The KONA finish line was amazing.  Lined with people.  Encouragement.  Love. Celebrating never quitting, being resilient in finishing, and never giving up believing. 

Crossing the line of a huge accomplishment!

After I had finished, I had 2 nice volunteers walk with me to the area they give you your shirt, hat, and finishers medal.  I was feeling very out of it.  Dizzy and couldn't really think.  Sat down in a chair and a lady came up to me.  Until she told me, I did not realize it was Teresa's Mom! I don't know how but I ended up in the medical tent from here. They weighed me and from where I started at the first of the day, I was down down 14 lbs. yikes!

The medic said he was going to give me an IV with fluids.  When he put the IV in, my hands went numb and I saw blood.  With my state of mind at this point I got totally freaked out and I started to bawl! lol. After the first bag of fluids were put in my body I was feeling SO much better.  They let me leave to go find my dad and Clyde. As soon as I found my family, gave them hugs, we decided to go home and call it a night.

The next day :)

I've now finished 3 Ironman's.  The first 2 I was exhausted but never not functioning.  This one was a different story.  I literally left everything I had out on that course to make it to my Kona Finish! "Anything Is Possible"

Just getting to Kona is a journey! It is a process! 

One that requires a lot of dedication with which comes sacrifice!  

And although triathlon is an individual sport, it takes a village.  

I would like to thank mine for allowing me and helping me to chase my dreams.  My father and I were talking in Kona and he said you have come so far.  I look at it as WE have come so far.  

NO WAY would I be where I am today without my support team. 

Words can not explain the love I have for my Coach Teresa.  She has been there with me from the very start.  She has my best interest at heart and I can fully trust her. She believes in my goals and helps me see the bigger processes to obtain them. She has been an angel in my life and I am SO lucky to have her.

Melissa and Monica...two ladies that have helped me tremendously this year. Thank you for helping me get to and continue down the path to a healthy Christie.  

My cousin Ember does not and will not ever realize what a true blessing she is to me.  She is the sister I never had. She brings me such strength and encouragement. She brings perspective and genuine support that I am so thankful for. 

I am such a lucky girl to have amazing community support.  From my local community, fellow Team Zooters, and Social Media friends... you all freaking ROCK!!!!!!!!!!!!

I love getting to represent Zoot Sports and am thankful for their support. They are an amazing company and lets be honest - hottest looking triathlon products on the market! 

Clyde came into my life at just the right time and has helped me more than words can describe. It is nice to know you have someones unconditional love and support. He puts up with my crazy athlete brain, messes, training schedule, etc. etc. etc. Thankful to have him as my partner and believing in me. xo

Last but not least my father. I am so lucky to have such a special father, daughter relationship. Not many people have that. We have been through A LOT the past years. He is always cheering for me on the course and off. Thank you, thank you, thank you.. and love you dad.      

Dear Kona, 

WE WILL BE BACK FOR MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

XOXO

Ironman CDA!

i liked this surprise...

'life if full of surprises.challenges.emotions.  all of which can be confusing in even the most straight forward situations.'  what would appear as a simple solution is to remove as many variables from these uncomfortable situation as possible; restrict diets, limit relationships, laser focus on triathlon, cut out feelings, etc.  by controlling as many variables as possible we increase our chances to control LIFE. simple solution, right?

i'm finding out it is not that easy.  

even if you do strip down your life...  build yourself into this little, single dimension box where every single move is done with the utmost intention... controlled... fully analyzed...  you still can not keep the messiness of 'life' out.  in that controlled, stripped down world you can create for yourself, LIFE finds its way to get in.  injury, opportunity, disaster, love, hurt, will eventually get in.   

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prior to this year i thought i had my box to the perfect size i wanted. sealed off. controlled. restricted. simple. no unknown surprises. exactly how i (thought) i wanted.  

prior to this year, as i started triathlon, things just seemed to fall into place.  i went into races undernourished and over trained (not because of my coach) and always seemed to pull off a solid race.  all of which lead me to believe this boxed in 'life' i was living was working.  living this way was dedication.  living this way was comfortable.healthy. the only way to achieve my dreams.

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then life started to leaking in.  so the first of this year i committed to testing a new path.  one in which allows life in.  allows balance. allows stepping out of that box of old rules.  as i started to allow myself to relax, stop forcing control and obsessions, allowing 'distractions' to be a part of my life, and letting myself have fun:

i unintentionally gave myself a chance at one of my dream goals. Kona.

leading up to Ironman Coeur d'Alene, i had several people talk to me about taking so much focus off qualifying for Kona.  put the focus on enjoying the experience.  i remembered back to the absolute joy i felt crossing my first Ironman last year.  feeling that JOY was what i wanted my goal to be for Ironman CDA.

RACE:

The heat forecast contined to get hotter and hotter leading up to race day.  i chose CDA because it was a 'cold' ironman.  i keep my house temp under 70... me and heat are not friends.  so my dad came up with this brilliant idea to wear a long sleeved shirt and a silly hat to keep me cool.  practiced the set up a few times, with mock aid stations, and it seemed like this was going to have a huge impact on me having a good race.  silly looking or not :)

we arrived in CDA a few days prior to the event to get settled in and rested.  those few days of doing nothing and taking a break from the stress of work help me a lot.  

the chatter of the race still happening because of the heat filled the air.  i tried to ignore it the best i could.  took in all the encouragement Clyde and my dad continued to repeat to me :) ♥ :) the night before the race Teresa, Mark, and Dior came over.  so wonderful.  it was nice to chat.. review the game plan.. and finally meet that darling little girl. LOVEHER! as i was heading to bed that night, T called to tell me game day was ON - all 140.6 ☺

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 i set my alarm at 2:07am.  woke up to no race day nerves. which was weird. clyde helped me make breakfast, then we went back to bed for another hour.  before we left the house my garmin stopped working! got it fixed, got in the car, and off to the race start.  race morning went smooth.  still no nerves.  i was just ready to RACE. 

SWIM

after Chattanooga last year, Teresa and i really wanted to put a focus on my swim.  the time and volume were definitely put in.  for some reason it did not today.

COACH T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i estimated i'd hit around a 1:15-17. wrong! as soon as i ran and dove in, there were people on every end of me.  the first loop went by okay... not great though.  getting out on the first loop, there were so many people just standing on the beach. taking photos. waving at the crowd.  that was a bit frustrating where i just wanted to make that a quick transition.  second loop was not pretty.  sighting was off on the way out leading to me swimming far off to the right.  people would stop in front of me, forcing me to stop to get around them. the further out we got the more clustered it was = drinking water! the entire last loop i just told myself to breath calm and get to Rocky!   figuring out what is going on with my stroke will be a priority going forward!

T1

quick! in and out of there.

BIKE

i've learned a lot from my races leading up to CDA this year.
  
2 specific things: 1) i can't push the bike crazy hard like i always get carried away with doing. 2) i HAVE to hydrate.  ESPECIALLY where it was going to be a very hot day. 

the entire 112 miles of CDA i told myself this should feel REALLY easy and drink.drink.drink!

the plan was to keep things feeling silly easy until the turn around point on the second loop.  this was SO hard for me.  i felt like i was just spinning on a casual ride.  especially at first when people were passing me.  patience Christie! NO heart rate spikes.  NO standing on hills.  no racing people.  i had to keep reminding myself that i want to have a good run so taking it easy on the bike was important!

usually i don't slow down for aid stations.  if i happen to grab and keep a hold of the aid great, if not, there is always another.  CDA i slowed down for EVERY aid station.  grabbing 3 bottles (1 gatorade, 1 water, and another water to drench myself).  i made sure i was getting in a constant flow of food, hydration, and salt.√  nutrition felt spot on.√  never was hungry.√ never bonked.√  was peeing consistently.√  felt good.☺

i really enjoyed this course. (other than that dang no pass zone... got behind slow people every single time!)  it was all very pretty, had climbing which I love, the 2 loops help split the race up mentally... all in all, great!

rolled into T2 feeling fantastic!

RUN

i knew getting off the bike i was ready to run. pacing the bike like i did left my legs feeling fresh with no real fatigue.  saw Rick and Clyde right out of transition and they told me Teresa was right up ahead.  it's nice seeing family/friends on the bike but the run you actually can SEE them :)  

having my support team on the course meant the WORLD to me!!!!!!!!!!! T wasn't sure my placing... but thought around 6-7th. typical Christie would have let this really effect my race. i didn't this time. onward, chase down the girls.

first out and back was not bad. the entire time i ran with a huge smile on my face.  it was HOT though!!!!!!! around mile 2 i saw Clyde again and he told me just nice and steady - don't push it! so that's exactly what i did. 26 miles is a long way so those first 20 need to feel easy! there were lots of familiar faces out there pushing through that heat! today was not about speed... it was about not falling apart and melting :) 

along the course whenever i had the chance i would completely drenching myself. saw my dad and T again on the second loop...high fives and smiles to see them both!!! i did not feel a real low point until the flat stretch on the second loop right before the climb. so i counted my steps over and over until i was up and over that dang hill. ready to head back to the finish!  at that point i made a deal with myself to make it to each aid station running, once i got there i could walk through getting in hydration and soaking myself.   

before i knew it, mile 24 hit. i turned the corner to see Clyde! he believes in me when i don't even believe in myself...and that gave me tons of energy!!  he told me he thought i was close to the third place girl and i had to move if i wanted it.  this was a huge surprise to me.  after T2, i never saw any girls so i assumed i was still around 7th! as soon as he left, i saw her.  orange kit. same girl that passed me in St George!!!!! (good think this was a full marathon... i need those miles to catch up to the fast swimmers!) as i came up on her i wondered if i should go for the pass or wait closer to the finish line.  i did not want to make the same mistake i did last year in St George 70.3.  i could tell she was hurting though and i was feeling stronger and stronger so i went for it and did not look back.  

the end of mile 25 i saw Clyde again and asked if she was there. he told me to JUST RUN!!! i was doing it!! i took off my silly cooling shirt and hat, and got ready to enjoy the best part of the Ironman - that home stretch.

as i got to the top of Sherman Avenue there was Coach T telling me no one is behind you, enjoy this, i am proud. Tears!!!!!!! it amazes me how all the pain, fear, insecurities, and doubts just vanish.  regardless of the place i ended up, i was happy that i did not give up.  not as in not finishing. i knew i would finish. but i did not give up fighting and just settle for 7th. ended up exited the water in 36th and finished in 3rd. the entire day i kept moving forward to finishing the race with JOY. 

GOAL ACCOMPLISHED!

awards came the following day and surprise...  KONA!!!! still on cloud 9 over it. so thankful and grateful to get to go race at Worlds in October.  freaking WORLDS!!!!  sharing that moment with my people was amazing. you bet i already have some goals for that race - at the same time, i plan to go with the main goal of experience that finish line JOY! 

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after the race several people made comments to me that all my hard work paid off.  and yes, i agree, at CDA, the hard work did 'pay off.'  BUT hard work is not what earned me that Kona slot.  not letting struggles, set back after set back, under-performing at races, bad training sessions, and the uncomfort of this new way of 'life' break me down enough to just give up.  hard work is actually the easy part.  especially when you are excelling.  but it is during the times when you seem to be up against a wall, working your ass off going nowhere that you have to find some other gear to not throw in the towel.  a lot of times, for me, that other gear is my amazing support team reminding me to KEEP GOING.  

Since the race, i am really trying to make myself recognize the goal i achieved.  it's so easy for me to devalue my own accomplishments, unsatisfied with my current level wanting to quickly move to the next 'big' goal. 

so right now:

..i am reflecting back and being proud of the progress I have made since starting triathlon in 2012.

..remembering that progress = patience and patience requires trusting the uncomfortable.

..realizing uncomfortable situations is where growth and new possibilities lay.

..trying to trust my training, my support team, my 'new' path outside of my old box.  continuing down this uncomfortable, scary, unstable, uncontrolled path that every day i have more and more trust is exactly the road in which i need to be traveling down.

            Oh... and right now: some swim/bike/run'ing is going down. KONABOUND!!!

xoxo

#10

Ironman St George 70.3

1. 

My #1 favorite bike course in 70.3's. Gorgeous. Challenging. Fun! Rode a bike course PR today.  The bike felt strong and effortless and awesome.

2. 

I typically pee 2 times on the bike in a 70.3.  Today... 0. Possible hydration issue? (tmi ☺). I drank according to my race plan.  I don't know if I drank enough for the higher temp's.

3.

Zoot! Rudy Project! Garmin! 3 amazing companies that I'm so lucky to be apart of.

4.

Wake up time: 3:47 a.m. Time Goal: 4:XX.  Finishing Temp: 94 :(

5.

 The # of gels taken throughout the day. 1: pre-swim 4: bike  0: run = 5  My stomach wanted nothing to do with any nutrition after the bike.

6.

Mile  6 on the run was the worst.  To be honest, the run was a bit of a shit show from mile 2 to finish. As much as I tried to push, the 'Iamsofreakinghotkillmenow' voice in my head seemed to be on repeat!  Getting off the bike I knew all I had to do was hit a 1:45 to dip under 5 hours.  Was not in the cards today...Disappointing run.


7.

My placing = 7th....  6 spots off of my goal.

8.

After the initial swim as fast as you can to find some clear water start... 8 is the number of strokes I took between each sighting. Happy to report I finally managed to stay in line with all of the buoys!

I recently switched to Roka F2 goggles. Amazeballs.  Large, no leaking, and my favorite part is the various lens colors help accentuate buoy colors.  (big deal for my bad eyesight!) I went with the Dark Vermilion Mirror and had no issues with the sun.


9.

I saw my amazing support crew throughout the race 9 times!!! My dad, Clyde and Bob drove me out to the race start.  Right before I got in the water, Bob gave me - The Best motivation/get-your-ass-in-gear/bring-out-the-beast speech!  Then they were able to get to spots on the bike/run course.  Means so much to me.

10.

This was my 10th 70.3.  First one being in 2012. Fastest being in 2014.  oh the journey...

I allowed myself a few days to be upset over this race.  All the pieces are not there yet.  I still have many more hours of work to do; both athletically and mentally.  But thanks to my support crew, I can put this race into perspective.  I am nowhere near where I want to be.  But this is my journey Building My Machine and 

I KNOW that my best is yet to come!!!!!!! 

xoxo

Ironman Tahoe, Chattanooga, and One Happy Girl

Ironman # 1

Chattanooga

10:45:24

... I had just finished putting on my wetsuit when I heard the announcement, 'today's event has been cancelled.'

Nothing like sending thousands of athletes into an emotional frenzy.

Now typing this I feel very selfish.  In the moment it did not feel so trivial.  I focused my entire season on this day.  Not just completing any Ironman, but succeeding IN Tahoe.  I felt fit and ready.  All the extra climbing on the bike, altitude swim/bike/run's, course plotting, mental prep, details on my competition, months and months of training simply smothered in smoke.  It left me feeling angry... so god damn angry, and upset, and sad, and initially with the 'all that training for nothing' outlook.  I choose Tahoe because it was known for being The Challenging Ironman.  I wanted Tahoe and I felt cheated of it.

I read an article on the cancellation that said 'a triathletes disappointment may be compounded because of the feeling of loss of control - a challenge for a sport whose athletes are typically very meticulous and control so many aspects of their environment.'   Lack of control was exactly it.  This fire flared up unhealthy comping mechanisms... when we got back to our condo, I immediately isolated.   Went for a very hard run.  In the smoke.  No eating.  etc etc etc.

Good thing I have some great people in my life to smack me back into reality! My dad asked me... 'are you going to let this wall keep you out?'.  That was all it took.  Pity party over.  Accepted the fact that the Ironman Dream was going to have to wait until 2015.

But that was only the start of the adventure...

Driving home from Tahoe I had a quick decision to make about the opportunity to jump into IM Chattanooga.  Teresa was game for Chattanooga... she ensured me I was fit and ready, I just had to believe and trust in my training!  I talked with my Zoot Team Captain and he gave me the added confidence that I've trained my ass off and was ready to be competitive... that if my heart was in it, go with my gut and race!

So... 

We got home from Tahoe on Monday night.  I tried to catch up at work, completed a few last minute workouts Tuesday/Wed and then Wednesday night, we were back on the road.  30 hours later we arrived in Chattanooga, Tennessee.  

Pre Race

Teresa REALLY wanted me to concentrated on rest.  The emotional roller coaster of Tahoe and lots of travel takes a lot out of the body.  

Athlete check in, few workouts, some yummy food, rest rest rest rest and before I knew it, it was race day!  This Sunday, I would become an Ironman!  I had no nerves.  Sounds lame, but emotionally I had exhausted all the nervous/ excited/ pissed/ happy/ sad feelings 

and was just ready to freaking race.

RACE DAY!!!!

'Fearless Acorn'

Swim 59:35, 22nd

While setting up transition they announced this would be a non wetsuit swim.  I need every advantage I can get in the water, so I was a little bummed but knew it was still going to be FAST ---> Hello Tennessee River! :)

Unusual swim start.  They had us line up in the order we arrived.  As the race started, we would walk out onto the dock, jump in and work our way through the point to point course.  This method moved quickly and I was pretty excited I did not have to experience a mass start.  I do think they should have had us self-seed in that line... I know a few super fast swimmers did not arrive early and ended up at the very back!

Wes had told me to be aggressive in the swim.  That was my only focus for the swim portion.  My dad gave me a little pep talk to not let people push me around right before I entered.  Usually I let people trample over me and just move out of their way.  Not today.  Today, I did the trampling.  

First half I took comfortably hard and then the last portion I made it feel like 70.3 effort. 

Ticked off the buoys which I stayed nicely in line with. With 3 buoys to go, I was feeling my arms starting to burn so I knew I had to concentrate on keeping that turnover quick! As soon as I saw the finishing arch, I focused on that, climbed up the stairs and was off to T1.

T1 3:43

Because of the late Tahoe transfer, I got the 'left over' transition spots.  Everything still went smooth though.  I think people forget about rehearsing transitions.  They are still very much part of the race.  It amazes me seeing super long T times... wonder what people do in there? :)

Anyways, pushed my way through people walking up the ramp.  As I entered I counted 

1st - 2nd -3rd pole which was where my bag was located - perfect!  Grabbed the bag and ran into the tent to the very end.  Dumped everything out.  As I put on my shoes, I asked the volunteer to put my Gu's in my back pocket.  Grabbed my helmet and put that on as I ran to my bike!

Counted 1...2...3...4...5...6....7th pole and there was ROCKY!!

Bike 5:40, 5th

My main concern this entire day was pushing the bike too hard!  (Rocky is hard to hold back sometimes :D) Teresa set me up a solid plan with my watts, HR, cadence, nutrition, etc etc etc.  All I had to do was execute. 

The first 30 miles, I guess I was so caught up in the race that I was not controlling myself - shit! 30 mile marker I made myself dial it back. I think I said out loud 'Rocky, slow it down.'  (Now looking back at my overall numbers, I think I pulled back too much!)

Being prepared for Tahoe, I found this course to be super fast!  It consisted of rolling hills, no long straightaways (which I prefer).  You ride out of town 10 miles, then do 2, ~50 mile loops, and then head back.  

The first 10 miles through town do not have the best roads and quite a few turns.  Once you get out into the loops through Georgia, roads were great.

Second loop the drafting got bad. I could care less when I see the men drafting together, but when I see ladies right smack in the center of the draft packs that really pisses me off. I mean come on ladies... you have to know something is up when you are easily cruising that fast.  

When I would see someone sucking on my tire, I might have spit to the right of me... just sayin', if you are so close that it hits you Not My Fault :)

The bike course was 116 instead of the typical 112.  Many bitched about this.  Especially the great swimmers.  Any extra time on the bike is a huge benefit for me though so I took those extra 4 miles with a smile!  And smiling was the common theme of the entire bike ride.  No real low points.  My only 'issue' was towards the end, my stomach did not want anything to do with another GU.  Grabbed a bonk breaker which did the trick!!

T-2 2:15

Another seamless transition. 1-2-3-4th tree was right by my bag.  Into the tent, I went to the very end again.  As I put on my socks/shoes, the awesome volunteers put on my race belt and shoved salt pills in my kit.  As I ran out I put on my visor/sweat bands and was off to run a marathon with a huge ass smile on my face!

Run 3:59, 4th

'Just keep moving forward'

Miles 1-4 

First mile there is a climb out of transition.  Between being happy to be off the bike and all the crowd support, you do not even notice that climb.  The rest of this section is flat along the parkway trail and I was feeling good.  Even holding back - I kept saying (out loud), keep the pace back Christie, you have a long ways to go!

Also want to note what a brilliant idea my dad had to use sweat bands.  Every aid station I would use the last of my ice water to soak them... it was keeping my core temp down perfectly!

Miles 5-9 

This section is along the highway.  Rolling/false flat and boring. I was still feeling relatively good and spirits were up.

Miles 10-13 

MY LOW of the day!

I saw my dad around mile 10 and then as soon as I approached the bridge to cross over to the North side, my legs felt like lead! Slowed down big time but concentrated on moving forward.  These miles are at the end of the first loop and it is hilly.  I'd compare it to the climb at mile 3 of the St George 70.3 course that takes you up to Red Hills Parkway.  You get the pleasure of doing that 3 times per loop. Up down, Up down, Up down, then back up over the bridge to start loop 2!

Miles 14-18 

Saw my dad again around mile 14.  He started running with me for about 30 seconds which made me smile big time! He shared words from Teresa and gave me some encouragement!  Body started getting life back into it during this section.  Although my pace was so much slower than I expected it to be, the time was passing by quickly.

Miles 18-21  

I wanted to walk so many times during these miles.  I felt like I was bi-polar... about every quarter of a mile my mood would change.  I kept hearing Shane say, keep moving forward... that helped, A TON.  At aid stations, when I would slow down to grab whatever my body was craving, I made a point to at least 'shuffle' along instead of stop/walk. NO STOPPING. Also this was when the rain started... I LOVE running in the rain so I did not mind this one bit.    

Miles 22-26.2 

Hilly Hell section again. :) Up down. Up down. Up (I'll admit I walked for a minute here) and then the final down.  You'd think those downs would be a relief but by this point in the race, they just served as quad punishment - ouch!  Then I saw the Mile 25 Marker.  I remember thinking, holy shit... this is happening... Ironman is happening.   Energy was zapped into my body.  There was a Zoot cheer section there that helped a lot too.  I gave everything I had that last 1.2.  Everything.

I don't even have words to describe the finishers shoot. 

I never ever, 

ever ever ever ever EVER cry.

and when I saw the finishing shoot ... #ALLTHETEARS

So many emotions and joy and ... I don't know how to describe it but it felt incredible!

As I approached the finishers arch, I heard Mike Reilly say 

'Christie Krompel from Price Utah, 

A VERY HAPPY GIRL, 

you are an Ironman!'

Post Race

Volunteers were exceptional at this race.  The lady let me basically hang on her while she got me food and to my dad.  Gave him the biggest hug!!!! We enjoyed our post-race sashimi tradition... and I just might have allowed myself an ENTIRE PINT of Ice cream :)

AWARDS

Still sporting a huge smile. Definitely one happy girl!!!

xoxoxo