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I’ve Done Some Crazy Things…

….In my nearly 33 years.  Some crazy things indeed. But today’s shenanigans just might take the cake. (MMmmmm, cake.)

Here’s how it went down.

I was sitting innocently enough at my desk today.
Plugging away, typing when I felt a strange feeling.  The ole Swim Bike Mom itch. The I-gotta-do-something-crazy-right-now or I will otherwise go to McDonald’s and order the Filet ‘O Fish.

But before I do crazy things, I usually consult with two people.

First, of course, I consult The Expert. Because he knows everything and he’s my husband, and that’s how we roll.

Next, I consult the Coach Crazy himself. So I cleared my nutty idea with the Expert.  After some emails back and forth with the Monster, then Coach Monster called me.

A final phone call before the Crazy Deal was sealed. The phone call …which went something like this:

Coach M:   I think you will do it, and I think there is 100% no doubt in my mind that you can do it. But you are going to have to commit to this.  And I don’t mean kinda commit.  I mean serious. No doubts. Change your mindset. Get your head around it. Win the bodyweight and food battle. You must get behind your dream and to stand firm for the next….

Me:              …for the next 10 months…

Coach M:  For the next 10 months.  You have to make this happen.  You and no one else. This is serious. You can do it, and I believe you will.  The question is: do you believe?

Me:             [pause]  I actually do believe. Which is why I think I might be insane.

Coach M:   Your insanity is another discussion for another day.  Do it.  You can do it. 

Me:              Can you handle me for the next 10 months? Will you be here?

Coach M:   (laughing). I will be charging $5000 a week…

Me:              I would almost pay that. 

So I ended my phone call with my genius coach.

I opened up my web browser.

I clicked on a special website.

I filled out some forms.

I entered some credit card information.

I clicked, Submit.

[Then I threw up a little in my mouth.]

316 days. 10 months.

I’m passing on Florida.  I’m going to the land of the potatoes.  Cold water, huge hills and a place I never thought I’d go….

Watch out Ironman Coeur d’Alene.  Swim Bike Mom is coming for you.  You’ve may have never seen such goofiness in such a beautiful place.  But you will.  In 10 months.

Let the Fun Begin.

Ironman Coeur d’Alene
2.4 mile swim, 112 mile bike, 26.2 run.
Sunday, June 23, 2013
Coeur d’Alene, Idaho 



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