Monthly Archive for March, 2012

California International Ironman 70.3

On March 31, 2012 I swam 1.2 miles, I biked 56 miles and I ran 13.1. I crossed that finish line with all of my strength finishing my first Ironman 70.3 in 5 hours, 25 minutes, and 3 seconds. Averaged 18.49 mph on the bike for all 56 miles, and a 7:08 mile pace for the run. I did not stop and rest the entire time except when quickly changing into my bike gear and then out of  my bike shoes into my running shoes.

Ironman 70.3 Califorina, what a great race in my own backyard. I got to compete on the same course as  some of the best triathletes in the world swimming the swim in Oceanside Harbor, Traveling the bike course through Camp Pendleton on areas usually reserved for military only and then a beautiful run along the beach by Oceanside Pier. The support and the crowds were amazing.

What a distance to cover. In a race like this you have to believe both physically and mentally of what you can achieve, how far and how hard you can push your endurance. Training for hours and hours upon time for this event, I was ready, I felt good and just enjoyed the ride I went on.

The day before we stayed at a Motel 6 in Oceanside. Here are a few pictures from the expo:

My training partner on the run came to cheer me on :)

Not a bad location for an expo. My two number 1 fans always supporting me and cheering me on :)

The morning of the race!  All of the bikes set up and ready for when the athletes get out of the water:

Getting ready for the swim

We started in the water which is nicer than a run in start, less crazy.

Out of the water with a smile

Transitioning to the bike

Sierra in her “When I grow up I want to be an IRONMAN” shirt.  Taking a break at the motel while dad is on the bike:

Shiloh noticing the other vehicles in the parking lot at the motel.  Hardcore?  Ridiculous?  You be the judge. We were laughing because a girl at our YMCA has a license that reads “IRONMEL”.

Maybe IronMel and TriMike need to meet up :)

My green running shoes – just waiting for me to get off the bike:

Sierra, eagerly watching for Dad:

James joined  to cheer me on during the run!  You can see J and I in this pic, It was great having faces I knew there while I ran:

So fast the camera blurred!! :)

Going through the finish line!


A much needed stretch break:

My training partner joined me, after her long day of cheering her dad on

For Christmas Shiloh gave me a book about everyday people training for triathlons, their stories of how they got into the sport and reasons why. In one of the pages there was this Tri-mantra I enjoyed.

In my world,
The water is cold,
The wind is hard,
And the road never ends.

In my world,
There are no losers.
Only competitors
still on their way,
And spectators
waiting to be inspired.

In my world,
Victory is not weighed in gold,
But in determination and courage.

In my world,
There are no boundaries,
No limits,
There is no end.
Every day is the last day of my life,
And the first.

In my world,
The word “can’t” does not exist,
And nothing is impossible.