Guest Post: Tri Chewacla Triathlon

I was able to convince Daniel to do a post about his triathlon last weekend! Woo hoo! It’s a good one too. Enjoy! 

I didn’t think I would do a race recap on this one, but after talking with Sam, I decided it may be nice for me to have this to refer back to down the road. We actually referenced one of my other recaps in the car on the way to the race, so I guess that proves that it may be useful to have. Let’s get to it! 

I’m still fairly new to the triathlon and biking in general, but after doing IM Augusta last year, I decided I wanted to continue biking regularly and doing a few triathlons (this has really helped with my hip injury). I looked around and found the Tri Chewacla Sprint and Olympic Distance Triathlon. I opted for the sprint distance, which was a 500 meter swim, a 12 mile bike and a 5K run. After looking at the previous year’s results, I decided my primary goal would be to compete for an overall award and my secondary goal would be to compete for an age group award. 

Swim – 500 meters (9:42)

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I hate to admit this, but I haven’t been in the water to swim since getting out of the Savannah River in Augusta last year. Despite the lack of training, I was still confident that I could cover the distance. I also didn’t really feel like there was much to gain or lose in the swim in terms of my overall time. My goal was to be close to 9 minutes for my overall time on the swim.

My training for the IM was always around 2 minutes per 100 meters, so I felt like I could keep a sub 2 minute per 100 meter pace during this race and still feel fresh. Since it was a chip timed race, they let each person start individually to avoid a big pile up. I was approximately seventh into the water (definitely in the first 10, but not the first 5). There was a serious looking old guy in front of me and I figured he was who I needed to chase. I caught him midway through the swim and was feeling like I was in a groove. As I was finishing, I heard (or thought I heard) someone yell “First out of the water!” so I was feeling REALLY good then.

The run up after the swim was VERY rocky, rooty, and rough. I elected to slip on my flip flops out of the water and run in my flip flops up to my bike (they allowed everyone to do this if we chose to). This was probably a tad slower, but my feet were happier. This long trek to the transition likely resulted in a swim time that looks a little slower than I expected.

T1 (1:11)

Prior to the race I got an email outlining several USATF rules. I never knew this, but one rule that was highlighted was if you touch anything else in transition prior to putting on your helmet and latching it, you are automatically disqualified! I heeded these rules and felt like my transition went pretty smoothly. Helmet on, socks on, shoes on, grab bike, and go. I still do a stop and mount on the bike and I fumbled a bit getting it off the rack, so this could’ve been a little cleaner, but overall everything went according to plan.

Bike – 12 miles (32:59)


I looked at the route online and knew that there would be a few rolling hills, but I felt prepared. My bike training prior to this has been 1-2 rides per week. One ride is a Tuesday 25 mile “hammer” ride which is pretty much an all out effort with the local bike shop, ProCycle & Tri. The other has been 20-30 miles easy after my long runs. The Tuesday rides have been tough and I have averaged in the 22-23 mph range so I felt like I should’ve been in shape for a 23 mph average for 12 miles. This did not happen.

Sidenote: I did a really hard track workout on the Tuesday before the race with Sam and I think my legs were still feeling that a little bit. As soon as I got on my bike and stood to get up to speed I realized my quads were already spent. I thought I was going to fall over from my legs being so fatigued and I hadn’t even gone a mile yet! I sat back down and decided to try to get my cadence up as high as possible and go from there. After a few minutes I was averaging around 22 mph but I knew getting to 23 was going to be a stretch.

I decided to just keep the effort up as much as I could and not ease off any in anticipation of the run. The old guy from the swim passed me around mile 3 (on his superbike) and he and I proceeded to flip-flop for the next 6 miles (don’t worry, we both allowed plenty of space between us with each pass and did not draft off one another). Finally we got to a big downhill where I thought I would be able to catch and leave him, but no, he crushed it (and me). I never could get closer than about 50 meters to him until we came back to transition. According to Strava, I averaged 21.9 mph and given how bad my legs felt at mile 1, I thought this was a good time.

T2 (0:43)

This was fairly simple. Racked the bike, changed shoes, grabbed my bib and I was out.

Run – 5K (20:39)


I knew from my pre-race research that this run would also be a hilly course. However, I underestimated just how steep it would be. The race directors and event staff kept referring to it as “running up the mountain.” I love climbing in general and I feel like it is my strength in running, but since my legs were so fatigued and my quads in particular were tired, this is the worst I’ve ever felt in a 5K. I literally had the thought of walking go through my mind at one point (I did not walk though).

After transition I was ahead of the old guy and felt like that meant I was in a spot for a podium possibly. Half a mile in, I was caught by a young guy and knew at that point he had made up time on me so unless I could find some energy to gap him on this climb, my chances of getting on the podium were getting slim. We ran together for a bit until old guy number 2 appeared. He jogged right past us and we were both scratching our heads trying to figure out where he came from. We discussed the idea that he was a relayer, but since he was wearing a tri suit, we decided he had to have done the whole thing like us.

The guy running with me tried to go catch him, and I was left alone. At this point I had no clue if I would even place at all and began to dread the thought of being passed by people during the run (what should be my strength!). We summited the mountain and I noticed there was someone running in front of me who I had not seen. I later found out I was actually second out of the water and this guy had been so far ahead the whole time that we never saw him on the bike either. I decided that I would be really mad at myself if I didn’t truly push it and give my best on this last mile and a half. I was able to negative split the race (and yes there were hills both ways so it wasn’t just the descent that helped) and ended up finishing 3rd overall!


Even though I didn’t hit any of the specific time goals that I had in mind (and felt like I was in shape to do), I am pleased that I was able to compete and grind on a day when I didn’t have my best stuff. I like reflecting after races (especially triathlons) and trying to see what I could’ve done to improve my time. Both of the top two guys beat me in the transitions (one by over a minute and the other by 35 seconds). We were separated in the overall standings by less than a minute and a half so I know the transitions are somewhere I need to improve if I want to keep competing. I also know I will have to do more brick runs and put more miles in on my bike in general to be able to continue competing.

Next up, I want to do an Olympic distance tri and really give it a good training effort. Also, to be very open, it’s been pretty disappointing to come off of the bike and not have my legs under me. I feel like this should be where I shine. I have had several strong brick workouts, but I’m not sure what I’m missing as to why I can’t seem to replicate it in a race setting. My best guess is to just put more miles in on the bike and run after every ride.

Any tips from some seasoned vets out there?

Guest Post: Ironman Augusta 70.3

Hey friends! 

I’ve got a fun guest post to share with y’all today! I was able to convince Daniel that he would want to be able to look back and remember the details of his first 70.3 and he agreed. YAS! Score one for the blog! I’m in teal (pink clashes with my new color scheme) and Daniel is in navy

We were both able to take off work Friday and Monday, so we had a good long weekend in Augusta. We headed up first thing Friday morning and got in town just in time to hit up the expo and pick up his bib, shirt, etc.


Obligatory car selfie.

Our anniversary was the week before the race and I had decided that it would be fun to let Daniel pick out something at the expo for his gift. Y’all. Triathlon-ing is expensive and requires quite a lot of paraphernalia. Holy moly. 



Saturday was a pretty laid back day. We found a beautiful place to run along the Savannah River. We did a few miles and otherwise Daniel wanted to stay off of his feet as much as possible, which always seems to be tricky when you travel for a race.


We dropped his bike off at the race mid-day and then we didn’t really have much else planned … thankfully there was plenty college football to be watched (just a tiny hint of sarcasm)! Daniel stayed with his typical pre-workout, pre-race meal of Marco’s pizza and they even delivered it to our hotel. 

Without further ado, here is Daniel’s recap: 

My original plan was to do an Ironman AFTER I had gotten a BQ (Boston Qualifying) marathon time (which basically means that I need a run under 3 hours). However after a few setbacks and ultimately discovering that I have a significant labral tear in my right hip, I decided that a marathon may not be in the cards right now. My friend talked with me about signing up for Augusta back in April and I decided to go for it. I signed up and bought a bike the following week.

Since I’m new to triathlons, I had no real training plan or set guide that I followed. I really just tried to focus attention on biking, and running after biking. I figured that since biking was my biggest weakness and also happens to take up the majority of the race, that was where I could gain the most ground over the course of my training. An average week during the course of my training consisted of about 30-40 miles of running (usually 4 or 5 days) and 50-100 miles of biking (usually 2 or 3 days) with sporadic swims thrown in here and there (less than 10 times over the course of the entire training). 

For those of you who aren’t familiar with the distances, the race is a 1.2 mile swim, a 56 mile bike and then a 13.1 mile run. 


Almost GO time! 

SWIM: 29:05 (Goal: 30-35 minutes)

The pro men and women started at 7:30 and then waves proceeded from oldest to youngest. My wave finally got going just after 9:00. This late start will factor in later. We swam in the Savannah River which is known for typically providing fast swims. 



I’m no fish in the water but I knew from my training that I could complete the swim. I did several pool swims with each being 2000 meters and my times averaged anywhere from 32-35 minutes. When I was training I also purposely never trained in speed-suits or a swim cap. I usually just wore regular baggy shorts and my goggles. I felt like this would allow me to have a better-than-anticipated time on race day.


We took off and I felt great. I was worried that I would be the slowest in my swim group (the 30-34 age group is a fast category in triathlons) and that had me nervous. I ended up being slightly faster than average for my group which made me feel really good and helped me start the race off on a positive note. I had read about “the washing machine effect” where basically you get run over or beaten up during the swim and so I was a bit nervous about that as well. Luckily I never experienced this and only brushed other swimmers a handful of times. I tried to focus on swimming the shortest distance possible and using my upper body as much as I could to save my legs.

Transition 1: 3:20 (Goal: 4-5 minutes)

There was a several hundred meter run out of the water to get to the bike. I figured since running is my strength I would waste no time jogging to my bike and make sure I pushed during the transition. I had a smooth transition onto the bike and was quickly headed out for my ride portion. 


BIKE: 2:41:19 / 20.9 mph (Goal: 2:48-3:00/18.6-20 mph)

Going into the bike my plan was to ride based on heart rate. I wanted to keep my heart rate as low as possible while keeping a decent pace. I originally thought I could keep it around 120, but didn’t take into account the swim before. My heart rate was staying right around 150-155 at the start and I felt comfortable so I decided I would try to just keep it there. I tried not to focus on my speed as much because I thought this may make me push too hard and ruin my run later.

Nutrition wise, I planned to consume the majority of my calories during the bike. The plan was 1 bottle of water mixed with Carbo-Pro (a tasteless carbohydrate supplement with approximately 50 grams of carbs) and one Gu (a gel carbohydrate supplement with approximately 25 grams of carbs) per hour on the bike. I carried two pre-made bottles with me and planned to mix the third while riding to decrease the amount of bottles I had to carry (I knew there were aid stations with water at them and I didn’t want to carry extra weight when I could just fill up on the course). I finished my first gel and bottle around mile 18 with no problems, and the second around mile 40. Here is how the last bottle was supposed to go:

Step 1: Pick up a bottle of water from the aid station.
Step 2: Pour said bottle into my water bottle and discard the empty one.
Step 3: Open a Carbo-Pro packet, pour it into my bottle, shake it up and then pour this into my Aero bottle on the handlebars. Seems easy enough right?

Well, I wasn’t able to ride and unscrew my squirt bottle top while carrying the new water in the other hand. So I thought, I’ll just pour this into my Aero bottle then pour the Carbo-Pro directly into that and it’ll mix over the next 15 miles while I sip it. I successfully filled the Aero bottle with water then discarded the empty one, but when I attempted to pour my Carbo-Pro into the bottle, it was a disaster. Trying to pour a powdery substance while moving at ~15-20 mph proved to be very difficult. Just picture a cloud of flour going all over me, my bike and those around me. Once this powder touches water, it doesn’t dissolve like you would guess, but rather it turns into SUPER glue. I licked as much of it off my hands as I could, hoping this would help somewhat but ultimately I ended up getting less than 25% of the fuel into my bottle. I ended up just sipping the water and taking my third gel towards the end of the bike.

Another funny story, around mile 50 a guy passed me and said something to me. I assumed he was saying good job, or keep it up, so I said the same back to him. After he was ahead, he turned around, looked back and said it again, then gave me a smile like “you have no idea what I’m saying right now” and he was right, I had no idea (and actually didn’t figure it out until the next day). I knew that the last few miles of the bike were supposed to be fast, but I felt like I really had to work hard to keep my same steady pace that I had been doing the whole ride. I assumed this was just due to my legs getting tired and so I didn’t really think anything of it.

Fast forward to the next morning when I actually discovered that my back tire was flat. I was so mad. What kind of jerk goes through the parking lot deflating people’s tires for fun!? Sam later pointed out how ridiculous this line of thinking is. I don’t know why I assume someone is out to get me or pick on me, but I guess that is what my immediate reaction is. Haha. After looking at some race pictures (my back tire is completely flat), and thinking through it more, I’m pretty sure that guy was telling me I had a flat. I think this happened around mile 50, which would help to explain why my I felt like I had to work harder at the end of the ride … because I DID.


So very flat. And the advice-giving rider.

Transition 2: 1:55 (Goal: 2-3 minutes)

Anyway, back to the race, I came into the transition area again and got ready for the run. I transitioned seamlessly and made a dash for the exit to run. I saw Sam at this exchange and told her that it was hot and the run may not go as expected.

RUN: 2:03:21 / 9:25 pace (Goal: 1:35-1:40 / 7:15-7:37 pace)

Generally running is my strength and this is where I planned to make up some ground. Remember when I mentioned my start time was after 9? My run started around 12:30 in the afternoon and it was hot. Really hot! The temperature had reached 90 by the time I was running! I am not a strong runner in the heat in general because I sweat a ton and the heat can quickly get to me. I planned to combat the heat by getting cold water every aid station and by using the sponges that they passed out on the course to try to keep my body and core temperature down.


I knew immediately that I needed to adjust my time goal and start around an 8:00-8:30 pace. Well, that failed. It’s hard to tell what pace you are running right after biking and my first mile ended up being under 7:00. Whenever I saw this I thought, man I’m tired but this doesn’t seem that fast. My next mile was 7:19, and after this I quickly realized I was not going to keep this up. The nutrition plan for the run was to carry another bottle of Carbo-Pro and 2 gels with me. I would take the gels at miles 5 and 8 or 9 and refill my bottle with water along the course. By mile 3, my bottle was bone dry. To add to the problem, the water at the aid stations was not cool, but rather lukewarm, so my plan to use this as my cooling mechanism didn’t exactly go as planned.

At this point I changed my goals again and decided in order to be safe, I would walk a quarter of a mile whenever I got to mile 5 to slow my heart rate down some before running again. I tried to just focus on the moment and enjoy the fact that I had been racing well all day. I did not want to be negative about the fact that I had to walk or that my run was not going to be what I had hoped for. I knew the heat would be tough to overcome and it’s something I can’t control (I do wish I could’ve gotten those last bit of carbs in on the bike though).

At mile 5 I took my first gel and drank some warm water. UGH. Finally at mile 8 there was a trash can full of ice. I scooped as much up as I could, poured it into my shirt, under my hat, down my back, and then into my bottle. Within half a mile this was all melted and gone. I ended up doing a combination of running and walking to the finish over the next few miles and was able to see Sam at several spots throughout the run portion, which definitely was a huge boost.

FINISH TIME: 5:18:58 (Goal: 5:00-5:22)

I’m fully recovered now, other than normal soreness from a race, and already looking ahead to another 70.3. I am really pleased with how this one went and I think there are a few places I can still shave some time off.


I guess I’ll go ahead and tell you a little bit about the post-race as well. Sam may elaborate. After the race we had to walk a couple of miles back to the car. At this point, I started to feel BAD. Did I mention the heat really wipes me out? I made it to the car and Sam went and got my bike and other stuff out of the transition area. Once we got back to the hotel I laid in the tub for a bit and tried to sip water and eat crackers. Each time I tried this, a few minutes later a wave of nausea would come over me and I was unable to keep anything down.

After a few hours of this, I told Sam I wanted to go to Urgent Care to get some IV fluids. I didn’t want to be miserable all night and also, we were planning to get on the road early the next morning. There was an Urgent Care half a mile away from our hotel and they did a great job. I was evaluated and started on IV fluids quickly. In addition they gave me some nausea medicine though my IV. I felt so much better after this and was even able to eat dinner and successfully keep it down. 


Bless it.

I know this was a long post but, it was a LONG race so … Haha. Thanks for reading along. Let me know any thoughts, tips or questions in the comments below! 

Okay, Sam again. Whew! It was definitely a long race and I am so proud of Daniel. It was really cool to watch and I have a whole new level of respect for triathletes. I kind of used to think that triathlons were for the athletes who were just confused about what their niche was, but no … these guys are the real deal. 

I hope you guys are having a good weekend! We’ll talk to you soon! 

Guest Post: Sunfish Triathlon

Hi friends! Sam here. I’ve got a special post to share today. Daniel wrote a recap of his race last weekend. He is such a good blogger hubby. His race went so well and his recap is awesome! As per usual, my comments are in pink, he is in navy and any pictures that have been included are courtesy of yours truly. Enjoy!  

I claim this as my first real triathlon, although it is technically my second. Right after college I borrowed a bike from my dad, which was way too big for me, and did a beginner triathlon called Alabama Coastal Tri-it on Triathlon. That race was a 300 yard swim, a 9 mile bike and a 2 mile run, so it was very short and not even long enough to be classified as a sprint (therefore I don’t think it really counts).

Side note: When Daniel and I first met, he had just completed that first race. I know this because he had some pictures from the race (remember when we had actual photos that you could put your hands on … I’m giving myself anxiety just thinking about all of those fingerprints … but really the point is just that it was hard-copy, old school photographs). He brought the photos over one day and asked me to scan them for him. I was happy to do that, BUT there were pictures of him with another girl in there! This was before we were dating and I remember thinking … of course … he has a girlfriend. Boo.


It turned out that he wasn’t dating this girl and he and I were engaged about 2 months later (LOL … but really … true story)!

Fast forward 8 years and (due to some hip/labral issues) I have decided to give it another tri/try (see what I did there). I signed up for Augusta Half-Ironman in September of this year. I purchased a bike (that actually fits me) and started riding and trying to become at least an average biker. After about 2-3 months of riding (usually 3 times per week) and swimming a total of 3 times, my friend suggested I do Sunfish as a tune up race and to get used to the transitions and overall feel of the triathlon. Sunfish was a fairly inexpensive race and it was close enough to home that we could make a short trip out of it, so I figured why not?


I booked an inexpensive (read: CHEAP) motel for Friday night near the race. The main reason for staying at this place besides the cheap rate was that it was pet friendly and we decided that we wanted to take Brooks with us. After my check in took over 20 minutes and the front desk informed me they gave away my non-smoking room that I reserved (why is that such a difficult concept) a week prior. At that point, I knew we were in for an experience. We drove around to the back side of the dimly lit parking lot to find several ominous characters sitting in lawn chairs outside of their rooms. The occupants that weren’t outside all peeked out of their doors or windows to size up the new arrival.

Sam, Brooks, and I all unpacked our stuff and tried to settle into the room for some rest. Brooks would not sit anywhere on the floor (I like to think because it was so smelly and dirty, but maybe not, who knows). I think this room was used as a smokers’ lounge before we got there because it smelled terrible and was very dirty. There were lots of loiterers outside of our room and I was worried all night whether I should pack us up and go somewhere else, but Sam was being a good sport about it so I tried to convince myself that it was probably alright for one night. Sam and I shared a pizza and laid down a little after 10 p.m.

We were up in the 4 o’clock hour and were packed up and ready to go by 5 a.m. the next morning. We got to Bonita Lakes Park (which was really pretty) and started setting up my transition area.


Being a newb, I brought all of my transition things in a 5 gallon bucket. I thought this would stand out in a crowd and be easier to find once I got out of the water.


After getting marked and getting all of my transition things set up like I wanted, we talked with some friends before it was time for me to line up. Each person started individually based on when you registered so I was 178 out of 200 (ish) racers. The race was a sprint triathlon and was a 1/3 mile swim, a 16 mile bike, and a 5k run.

I scribbled some goals for each part of the race based on some of my training beforehand. I planned on 10:40-12:00 for the swim, 53:00 for the bike (18-19 mph) and 19:30 for the run (with 45 seconds per transition).


I ended up starting the swim closer to the 150s because the line got a little out-of-order. This was my first time swimming in a tri suit and a swim cap, but I felt really strong. I knew I wanted to make sighting a point of focus and try to swim as straight as possible. I knew this was a weak area and I didn’t want to swim any extra. After I picked my swim line I was a straight arrow to the first buoy. I had already passed several people and was feeling pretty good about things. I made the turn with the buoy actually touching my right shoulder. After going straight to the next one, I made another right and turned for home. Another guy who I had recently passed pulled back up beside me and we pushed each other into the first transition. My swim time was 9:45.


After a few slips trying to hurriedly get my socks on, I was ready to mount the bike and get rolling. T1 was 1:03.

The bike course was an 8 mile out and back route that was much hillier than I expected (i.e., between 750-800 ft of climb in 16 miles). I looked at my speedometer as I approached the first hill to see what kind of pace I was hitting and was surprised to see 22 mph! I felt really good and really dug in on the hills. The first hill was close to a mile long and I think I passed 40 ish other riders. I knew I didn’t want to overdo it on the ride but I just felt so good that it was hard to pull back. Drafting is not allowed in this race, but I ended up leap frogging with 2 other guys and we zipped by huge strings of riders. At the turn around I had been passed by 2 riders. I felt like if I could just keep them close, then I could catch them once we got to the run. One of the guys got a flat shortly after passing me so I got back ahead of him and I kept the other guy right in my sight the rest of the ride back. My bike time was 47:40 (20.8 mph).

In what seemed like no time I was back to the transition and heading out for the run. I had some trouble re-racking my bike which cost me a few seconds but this one was smoother than the first. T2 was 48 seconds.


I felt like I had overdone it on the bike because my legs were HEAVY when I started running. I tried to just keep pushing. This was my first time racing a true time trial and I found it difficult to keep the pace I wanted. It’s also hard to find that next gear when you don’t have any clue where you actually stand against the other participants (people had started at all different times and the bib numbers didn’t necessarily correlate with when they started at this point in the race). My mile splits were 6:25, 6:39, 6:46, and 40 seconds for the last tenth. My run time was 20:35.


I ended up being really happy with the swim and bike and really the overall time too. My goal was 1:26 and I did 1:19:49 for 19th overall. This was a great race and I’m really looking forward to Augusta even more now. I will definitely be back to this race as well.


P.S. I’m really impressed if you read this far. Let me know some of your beginner/newbie race experiences.

He’s impressed if you are still reading, but I’m going to make it a little longer and share a funny story from the finish line (I should write a race recap about spectating and triathlon with a 110+ pound puppy who loves water … it was interesting to say the least). During the race Brooks made friends with another dog, Red, who was a beagle/mastiff mix (he was precious!). What we didn’t know until later was that Red was helping his daddy propose to his soon-to-be mommy at the finish line.


She said yes and it was pretty much the cutest thing I’ve ever seen (except for maybe that first picture that I included of Daniel circa 2009 :))! Love it.

Okay, folks … tell Daniel what a rockstar he is!

Week #5: SOS + Ironman 70.3 Augusta


If you are reading this post then I guess it’s safe to say that we survived Tropical Storm Cindy, but man … what a mess. We’ve had so. much. rain. It was ridiculous. I spent more time under an umbrella (ella, ella, eh, eh, eh) this week than I have in YEARS!


As usual, I’m in pink and Daniel is in navy.

Monday: 5 miles (8:22 pace)
Monday: 5 miles (8:22 pace)

Starting the week off with a loop has become a fairly standard thing these days. Usually the weekends are pretty run-filled and so it is always nice to have an easy run on Monday to ease back into the next week of workouts.

Tuesday: 7 miles (8:30 pace)
Tuesday: Rest Day

It was back to the whole “we were supposed to do track on Tuesday but got rained out” thing again this week. I begrudgingly got up and did a few miles on the treadmill just in case the RW group run got rained out that evening (which it did). Daniel usually bikes on Tuesday evening, but TS Cindy put a damper on things this week and he took an impromptu rest day.

This is what the radar looked like for 95% of the week …

018 Crop

Wednesday: 2 mi. WU, 16 X 200 (39, 42, 40, 40, 39, 39, 39, 40, 39, 40, 39, 38, 39, 40, 40, 39), 2 mi. CD
Wednesday: 1 mi. WU, 1200 (4:25), 800 (2:47), 400 (1:17), 400 (1:19), 800 (2:48), 1200 (4:20), 1 mi. CD

We were determined to get our track workout in Wednesday morning regardless of what the weather was doing. Thankfully, we had a tiny break from the heavy rain around 5 a.m. and Daniel and I were able to sneak over to the track and get most of our workout in before the bottom dropped out again. I did 200s and he did a ladder workout.

I felt like I was in uncharted territory with the paces for 200s. My workout was supposed to start at 41 – 42 seconds and drop down to the 38 – 39 range at the end. Turns out, I have a really hard time distinguishing between what a 41 – 42 second 200 should feel like vs. a 38 – 39 second 200. It all just felt like “run as fast as you possibly can pace.” I haven’t done a lot of speedwork at less than 5K pace, so this was quite a shock to the system! My paces were fairly consistent, but I was gassed after 16 repeats (I was supposed to do 20).

Daniel’s workout went really well! His goal paces per lap were 88 seconds for the 1200s (close to 5K pace), 84 seconds for the 800s and 80 seconds for the 400s. He pretty much nailed it. He was very pleased with his workout and I am giving us each an extra 10 hard-core points for getting out there and getting this done on a soggy track in the middle of a tropical storm.

Thursday: 8 miles (8:13 pace)
Thursday: 5 miles (8:19 pace)

It was back to easy running Thursday morning to recover from #workoutWednesday.

Friday: 2 mi. WU, 4 mile tempo (6:27 pace), 2 mi. CD
Friday: 5 miles (8:20 pace)

I had a tempo run on tap Friday morning. I took this one to the treadmill, which was a nice change of pace. It’s been a while since I have done a tempo workout on the treadmill (I’ve gotten much better about doing my workouts outside these days). If you are going to do a workout on the TM, a tempo is a good one to do (in my opinion). You are working hard, but not so hard that you feel like you might fly off of the machine.

Saturday: 12 miles (8:07 pace)
Saturday: 12 miles (8:04 pace)

Daniel and I got in a long (ish) run Saturday morning. We waited until about 8:30 a.m. to run, which is much later than usual. It rained on us a little bit for the first few miles and then the rain dried out and it got HOT.

Sunday: 10 miles (8:43 pace)
Sunday: Rest Day

We weren’t able to run until Sunday afternoon and Daniel decided to take a day off. I decided to brave the heat and ran at 1:30 p.m. (i.e., TOASTY). I had to take a few walk breaks (walk of shame … whatever you want to call it), but I got it done. It’s not always pretty, but as long as you consistently put in the work day in and day out, the results will come.


I hope y’all have a great week!

Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for man.
Colossians 3:23

Week #4: SOS + Ironman 70.3 Augusta

Happy Monday!


Our “summer of speed” and Daniel’s Ironman 70.3 Augusta training is plugging right on along. I’m fairly organized at this point in the week (like 5 minutes into things … haha), so we are going to go with a combined recap of our workouts from last week. I’m in pink and Daniel is in navy (so clever … I know :)).

Monday: 5 miles (8:27 pace)
Monday: 5 miles (8:25 pace)

We started the week off with an easy loop Monday morning (Daniel’s watch likes to beat my watch).

Tuesday: 2 mi. WU, 5 X 1200 (4:38, 4:36, 4:32, 4:33, 4:37), 2 mi. CD
Tuesday: 1 mi. WU, 16 X 200 (42, 42, 41, 40, 42, 41, 40, 41, 41, 42, 41, 42, 41, 42, 41, 34), 1 mi. CD

We were *finally* able to get a track workout in on Tuesday this week. Jill, Rebecca and I did some 1200s. I was a little surprised to see a 1200 meter repeat workout on the schedule. I haven’t done 1200s in a really long time (maybe 5 years or more ago). I think I would’ve been slightly dreading this workout had it not been for the mile and a half repeats that I did last week on the track. I did 6 laps around the track for the mile and a half repeats and a 1200 is *only* 3 laps. Granted it is 3 laps that are run at a decent clip faster than the mile and a half repeats … but still. I was trying to focus on the positive.

The 1200s were supposed to be run at close to 5K pace. My times were 4:38, 4:36, 4:32, 4:33, 4:37 (the paces ranged from just over 6:00 to close to 6:10). It was hot and humid during this workout (I know that’s pretty much a given at this point, but for some reason it still makes me feel better to go ahead and type it out) and I was really working to hold the pace during the last 1200. I was happy with the workout and definitely felt like effort-wise, I was right where I was supposed to be. I didn’t know it at the time, but those paces ended up being spot on with my 5K race pace on Saturday.

They guys went a classic race-week staple workout … 200 meter repeats. They did 16 X 200 and crushed it. They were really moving on that last one! Holy smokes.

Wednesday: 8 miles (8:27 pace)
Wednesday: 21 mile bike (20.2 mph)

Wednesday morning I ran some easy miles with Young Daniel and Cody while Daniel biked. Everyone’s legs were definitely feeling the workout from the day before.

Thursday AM: 8 miles (8:29 pace) + 4 miles (9:08 pace)
Thursday: BRICK! 40 minutes of biking on the trainer + 5 miles (8:17 pace)

It was souper humid (translates loosely to: feels like running through a bowl of soup) Thursday morning. Young Daniel and I did 3 miles while Daniel biked and then we met back at the house and all ran 5 miles together. Daniel had a work function to go to Thursday evening, so I decided to do a few treadmill miles while he was gone. Two of my favorite podcasters were on a show together! I geeked out over it.

Friday: 5 miles (8:23 pace)
Friday: Rest Day

I ran 5 miles with Young Daniel Friday morning. We saw a tortoise and a hare (or you know … a turtle and a rabbit) right beside each other during the last mile of the run. It was almost as if they were racing or something. That’s gotta be some sort of sign right?!


Saturday: Hot Trot 5K (19:01)
Saturday: Hot Trok 5K (18:43)

We both did Hot Trot Saturday morning!


You can read all about my race in the recap above. Daniel’s splits were 6:02, 5:58, 6:00, 0:43 for a time of 18:43. It seems like the biking he has been doing has helped him aerobically. He’s running great!

Sunday: 13 miles (8:46 pace) + 5 miles (7:55 pace)
Sunday: BRICK! 50 mile bike (19.4 mph) + 5 mile run (7:52 pace)

Our group met for our weekly long run and coffee conversations Sunday morning this week, as pretty much everyone raced on Saturday. We survived a solid, soggy 13 miles. Daniel left the house super early and rode 50 miles on his bike and met us at Warehouse afterwards. His goal in his race is to average above 18.6 mph for the bike portion, so he definitely did that today. Boom! He wanted to do a brick workout and he somehow convinced me to join him for a 5 mile loop once we got home (hashtag bad decisions).

That’s it for now. I hope you all have a wonderful day and a great week ahead!


Daniel’s Ironman 70.3 Augusta Training Log (Week #2 (of Blog Documentation))

Hi friends! Happy Monday!

Here is Daniel’s Ironman 70.3 Augusta training weekly recap. He has been training since the beginning of May (i.e., that’s when he started biking), but we just started “officially” documenting it here last week. He had a solid running base when he started, so adding in a few rides each week has really been the only difference so far. He has done one triathlon before (a sprint tri) and this will be his first half Ironman.

Monday: 5 mile run (7:56 pace)

Tuesday: 5 mile run (8:05 pace)

Wednesday: 1 mi. WU, 8 X 400 w/ 200 float, 1 mi. CD

This is Daniel’s favorite track workout! However, we just discovered this week that he has neglected to properly count the distance to make the workout a 5K instead of just 3 miles. I won’t say that we had a heated discussion about this at 5 a.m. Wednesday morning, but we definitely had a discussion (he also gave me permission to include this in the recap in case you were wondering :)). Haha.

He crushed me on the 200 splits (which I mentioned in my previous post). Here is the data from his workout:

400 splits were 1:28, 1:26, 1:26, 1:26, 1:27, 1:26, 1:26, 1:26
200 splits were 51, 53, 52, 49, 51, 50, 50, 45

The 400s are supposed to be run at close to 5K goal pace and the 200s are supposed to be run at about 1 minute over 5K goal pace. He finished with 18:00 for 3 miles. The workout is supposed to be a 5K, but we were still negotiating this by the time he finished up his run.

Thursday: 5 mile run (8:45 pace)

Thursday was supposed to be a brick day, but after Wednesday’s track workout, a few extra minutes of sleep won over getting up earlier than usual to bike.

Friday: Brick Workout! 19 mile bike (19.0 mph) + 3.5 mile run (7:35 pace)

Friday morning we had a cooler morning, which made for an enjoyable ride (per Daniel). He then met us at the track to get a few miles in with us as we finished up our workouts.

Saturday: 14 mile run (7:35 pace)

Saturday was the typical long run + breakfast combo. They kept the pace pretty consistent throughout the run and it got a little toasty towards the end.

Sunday: Brick Workout! 36 mile bike (19.9 mph) + 5 mile run (7:19 pace)

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Daniel met with a new group Sunday morning to ride (photo cred: Mary Trufant). He enjoyed the company! The group did close to 50 miles total. Daniel did 36 miles with them and got a run in afterwards to finish out the week with a strong brick workout.

His race is September 24th! So only 9,158,400 seconds, 152,640 minutes, 2544 hours, 106 days, 15 weeks or 3.5 months away!


Full Steam(boat) Ahead!

Howdy folks! Long time no see!

We just got back from a wonderful trip to Colorado! I am going to share the painstaking details of our trip in this post for any of you who are interested (so … Mom, Dad, Nana … this one’s for you :)). I wrote the shell of this post while we were gone so that I could remember everything we did and filled in the details once we got back. We stayed pretty busy!

I will have a race recap up in a separate post (soon hopefully … in between laundry, unpacking and more laundry), so for any of you who don’t care about the details of my life and just want to read about running … hold tight for a little bit longer.

Edited to add: I’m not sure why, but my recap is showing up as an earlier post, even though I posted it after this one.

As a general overview: We took a 6 day trip to Steamboat Springs, Colorado. I think it was one of my favorite vacations to date! It was just long enough that I feel like we settled in and got a good lay of the land, but not too long that we ran out of things to do or got bored. We LOVED Steamboat and I could totally see myself living there (well … at least for a few months of the year). The temperature pretty much stayed in the sixties and seventies for the majority of our trip, which was perfect and there was even still some snow on the ground.

It was an outdoor enthusiast’s paradise and I definitely got my fill of the time in nature that I had been craving. I am typically a major homebody, but this trip definitely piqued some wanderlust that was stirring somewhere deep in my soul. Hopefully we will get the opportunity to wander around and explore more of the world (or at least the country) soon!

Day 1 (Travel Day): Our flight departed from New Orleans at 6 p.m. Wednesday evening. We left around 1 p.m. to ensure that we had plenty of time to get to the airport, find parking, etc. and in typical Daniel Gardner fashion we arrived at the airport about 3 hours before our  plane. We drove through some nasty weather and apparently flew out just in time to miss the next squall line that blew through the NOLA area. We had to adjust our flight path to avoid the storms as well, so the flight ended up being about 3.5 hours (instead of 3). Our pilot told us that if we had been delayed 10 more minutes, we wouldn’t have been able to make it out because the weather got so bad.

We definitely put our Garmin Virb camera to good use this trip. You will see lots of “selfie stick” pics included in this post and just a ton of pictures in general. I made most of them into collages so that they wouldn’t completely overtake the post.


Not gonna lie, I was a tad skeptical of these $80 round trip flights that Daniel booked. I asked him a few times if he was sure that we had flights or if he had just paid for our baggage fee (side note: my bag didn’t exceed the 50 pound threshold for possibly the first time ever … major packing victory). We flew Frontier and as it turns out, yes, we actually had flights. On the front row! Seats 1A and 1B. We had a little turbulence and a couple of loud, chatty neighbors, overall the but flight was great! We got delayed on the tarmac once we arrived in Denver and all in all, we were about 2 hours later picking up our rental vehicle than we expected.

We drove off the lot in a Ford Expedition (we were supposed to have a “small” SUV) and first on the agenda was to get some food! Our options were very limited and we ended up getting dinner from a gas station right outside of Denver (side note: I DO NOT recommend eating an entire bag of dried fruit and a candy bar at 1 a.m. … learned that lesson the hard way). We then began the 3 hour drive to Steamboat Springs. We drove from midnight to 3 a.m. Even though it was dark, we were able to see some snow and get a little peek at a few of the mountain ranges. I even stayed awake for 90% of the drive. I took my contacts out at some point and *almost* lost a contact into the deep, dark crevices of the rental car. I didn’t bring a backup pair (note to future self: this would be smart) and so that would’ve been really bad. As Daniel was looking for a place to pull off the road so that we could search for it, I found it! In my eye! I think the delirium had started setting in.

We arrived at our hotel at 3:20 a.m. and immediately passed out.

Day 2: We lazed around the hotel for a little while Thursday morning, as we were both pretty exhausted from the long day of travel and also not feeling *stellar* (see above warning re: gas station dinner at 1 a.m.). We scoped out a few things that we wanted to do (we don’t really tend to make lots of plans beforehand when traveling … we like to just wing it). We made our way over to Stagecoach State Park (about 15 minutes outside of Steamboat) mid-morning and went for a run around Stagecoach Lake. It was absolutely beautiful!

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This was our first run at altitude and we were anxious to see how that affected us. Given that we live at 100 ft. and we traveled to close to 8,000 ft., we really weren’t sure how our bodies were going to react. Neither of us had any headaches, nausea, shortness of breath or unusual fatigue the entire trip, so we were incredibly fortunate. I felt a whole lot better going into the 50K having gotten this first run under my belt.

After our running exploration around Stagecoach State Park, we decided to get groceries so that we could do a few meals in instead of eating out for every meal. We stayed at The Steamboat Grand and our room was the “apartment” option with a full kitchen, living space, etc. so that seemed like a smart decision. In hindsight, we didn’t eat many meals “in,” but we definitely ate most of the snacks that we bought.

Thursday evening we went into town and walked around. We didn’t realize it, but apparently we were there during their “mud season,” which is the time in between their busy winter season and the summer season. The name comes from dirt paths such as roads and hiking trails that become muddy from melting snow and rain. A lot of the shops and restaurants were closed, but that was totally fine with us. We were digging the “sleepy little town” vibe. We were also digging that we got almost an entire week’s stay for the price of what one night typically would cost!

Day 3: We started the day out with a breakfast adventure run! We scoped out a few good breakfast options when we were in town Thursday evening. We also scoped out a trail that ran right through downtown Steamboat along the Yampa river that we wanted to run. We decided to combine those activities and run to breakfast, eat and then walk back.

I love being anywhere by the water and was very content to be running next to the river. We stopped to check out a botanical garden on our way back. The flowers were beautiful!

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Friday afternoon we made our way to Lone Tree Colorado. It was about a three hour drive, but the trip flew by because there was so much scenery to take in. We stopped in Breckinridge along the way for lunch. I wish I could say that we stopped at some really cool local place, but we went with Which Wich instead. We don’t have Which Wich in Alabama though, so it felt like we were getting something unique.

We were also super entertained by the changes in the fullness of my bag of chips as the elevation changed throughout our drive. The air pressure is greater at lower altitude than at higher altitude. When the bag is sealed at a certain altitude, the air is pushing out at the same rate it is being pushed on. When the bag is moved to a higher altitude, the air in the bag is pushing harder on the bag than the air around the bag (middle right picture below). Fascinating stuff …


We made it to Lone Tree just in time to pick up our bibs for the race, check into our hotel for and grab some dinner before crashing for the evening.

Day 4: Race Day! I’m going to do a separate post for the race (it was a LONG race and I have lots of thoughts to share (as per usual)).

We made our way back to Steamboat Saturday afternoon and found the perfect post-race activity. We went to Strawberry Hot Springs, a natural hot spring located just outside of Steamboat Springs. It is supposedly one of the most spectacular mineral springs in the world. We got to soak in 100+ degree mineral water, which felt absolutely ahh-mazing after running 31 miles.

We also made our way over to the Fish Creek Falls. It was a quarter mile walk down and not gonna lie, we almost didn’t walk down there (that seemed SO FAR!), but I’m so glad that we did. The falls were roaring from all of the melting snow.

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Day 5: We lazed around our room for a while Sunday morning as we were both pretty spent from the race. We eventually ventured out to do some hiking. Daniel had been really wanting to hike up one of the ski slopes, so that’s exactly what we did. If our legs could talk, they probably would’ve said, “C’mon guys … can’t we ever just catch a break?!” In actuality, we both felt much better than we expected to, which was nice because we had stuff that we wanted to do!

We went to the Howelsen Hill Ski Area and made our way up Quarry Mountain. There were lots of hikers, runners and mountain bikers out enjoying the beautiful weather. We made friends with a couple of guys who were hiking up as well. They asked us where we were from and when we told them we were from Alabama, one of the guys told us that he used to live in AL as well. He went on to tell us that he was “ahead of the dispensary curve” (his words) and as a result of a run-in with the law, he had to do some time at the minimum security federal prison camp in Montgomery, AL. He took up walking while in the pen and told us that he walked over 15 miles a day! Now he lives in Steamboat and owns a “bagel shop,” which I find to be highly suspect (but again, his words).

He gave us some great pointers on where to hike and told us that we were crazy (after hearing about my 31 mile running adventure the day before) and that we fit in perfectly in Steamboat. We definitely felt like locals at that point. We ended up hiking 5 miles with close to 1,600 ft. of elevation gain. This was probably one of our favorite things that we did the entire trip! The views from the top of the mountain were phenomenal!

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Day 6: We RESTED! We actually didn’t set an alarm the entire trip except for the morning of the race and the morning that we left. Even though we had a very active vacation (we wouldn’t have it any other way), we also got some good rest in as well. By Monday neither one of us had any desire to do anything but lay around and rest. We discovered that our hotel had a steam room, which was quite relaxing. The steam room was the only place that I actually broke a sweat the entire trip I think! The air is just so dry (and glorious) that you don’t sweat. I mean … technically you still sweat, but it just evaporates and so you don’t *feel* sweaty.

This seems like a good place to show you some of the delicious food that we ate. I didn’t get pictures of all of it … sometimes we were too ravenous to stop for a picture. There were mud season specials at a lot of the restaurants. Buy 2 entrees and get the lesser one for free? Pretty sweet!


Day 7 (Travel Day): Our flight left Denver at 2 p.m. Tuesday afternoon. We had to leave Steamboat around 8 a.m. to make sure that we had plenty of time to get to the airport, return our rental car and get checked in for our flight. We stopped on the way out for one last snow pic!


We came up with a new game to play in the car. There aren’t too many billboards out there and so playing the sign game is tough. We listed to ONEderland on Sirius XM, which is a medley of pop artists (with one big hit and that was it!). The game was who would be the first to name another hit by one of the artists. It is a tough game for the musically challenged. Over the course of our trip, we probably listened to over 5 hours of ONEderland and we only knew a second some for one artist … and it was Afroman. LOL! Definitely showing our true roots with that one.

We made it back to New Orleans around 6 p.m. and were back home by 9! Thankfully Mrs. Donna picked up our little booger from the Dog Ranch for us and so we were able to get lots of Brooksy cuddles and kisses when we got home. We had a wonderful vacation, but it is always SO GOOD to be home!

Tell me: where is somewhere that you have traveled that you LOVED? We need to start planning our next adventure!