Back in 2008, the Camp Pendleton sprint was the first race I picked and registered for after moving to San Diego. I ended up racing Spring Sprint and a couple of TCSD club races in the meantime, but this…
Swimmer in Transition Posts
Life has interesting ways of reminding us about breaking free from our daily grind. Sometimes it’s a vacation. And sometimes it’s getting 220 volts to the chest. Kyle tried both last week. And even after his heart was frozen,…
Here’s the lowdown on the shop throwdown. Getting JT Lyons to the start line takes a little inter-shop smack talk these days. A lot of you didn’t know or don’t remember, but long before our road team started, JT…
The yearly benchmark race. I almost didn’t register as my run prep wasn’t where I’d have hoped it would be, but the lovely folks at TCSD granted me an entry as a thank you/retirement present for my help with…
My last race as a category 3. Solo 2 lap TT for two primes. Pain face after getting caught from said breakaway. The wining move. Orange girl attacked at the last kicker, so I had no choice. I hammered…
Zen running. I’ve never believed in it {or understood is probably a better word} because I’d never experienced it. Runner’s high. Yeah, not so much from the “land” of swimmergurl. But tonight, I think I’ve come as close as…
Love, not hate. Cyclists look after each other. We point out obstacles, we lead out team members, we lend a tube/co2/flat help. The hate we are confronted with stems mostly from road-raged drivers who needed that extra second we’ve…
Racecations are the best with Kyle as my sidekick. I won’t say they are the most organized or are without drama. But they are time away. Together. And sadly, they race by too fast. cheap floaty and a pool…
May 1 was the 6th anniversary of my first triathlon and I feel so far, but yet so close to that day and this sport. This winter/spring I’ve removed myself from almost all things triathlon. Scratch that. Removed myself…