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The Best Run EVER

The Expert is on his way back from San Diego, just in time for Mother’s Day.  This morning, Yoda and I headed out to Mary Alice Park for some open water and some running.

Where were the kids?  Oh my goodness… I must have left them at home…


Just kidding.

As Yoda and I suspected, it was a mass swim start.  The ducks were trying out the new Ironman rolling swim start – the ducks were first, as Yoda pointed out.

Beautiful day!


Okay, maybe not us. But the day, at least.

I have  a neoprene cap with a chin strap to wear in Coeur d’Alene, where the water temps are promising to be between 50-60 degrees.  I hate the darn thing.  Yes, it will keep me warm, but it’s awful.  I need to know really how important that cap is.  Also, I am experimenting with ear plugs, and I am very happy with them.  I can’t hear anything anyone says to me before swimming, but otherwise it’s pretty good.

So Yoda and I took off on a 3000m open water swim, and it was awesome.  The water was so calm today. Which was much appreciated after the last two swims out at Mary Alice.

But about 500 meters into the swim, I had a mild panic attack.  

Not about swimming.  Well, sort of.


Suddenly, the lake was  scary Gremlin water!

Last weekend when Columbus was at the house during our trainer party (the same day, I broke my ass), he told me about a swim he had over a month ago.  He and a friend went out in the frigid water at Mary Alice, and headed home.  A few hours later, he learned that a body… a BODY…. a no-longer-living-person… had washed up on the beach at Mary Alice…  Right where they were swimming.  Just a few hours later.


I am scared of two things in this world… killer whales and dead bodies. (Which actually go hand in hand, when you think about it.) But seriously.  I don’t do funerals or viewings. I usually freak out and feel like I am going to pass out when I see caskets. It’s a thing, and a stupid thing.  My dad always says, “Be scared of the living, not the dead.”  But really, I think he’s scared that I won’t attend his  funeral.  (I will, Dad. I promise.) But if I attend a funeral, then you know I really (really) love you or your family.

So when Columbus told me about the BODY washing up on the shore… at the park where I regularly swim… I kind of got sick.

But then I forgot about it.


Until… 500 meters in the swim today.

When a two-foot-long log bumped up against me.

A BODY!!!!!!!!!! OMG!!!!!

I shot straight up, and choked on some water… and then thought, Oh, a log. Whew.  And I kept going.  But then I found myself looking for bodies.  And freaking out every so often.  But I began to play mind tricks and eventually forgot about it. Thank goodness.

When we got to shore, I told Yoda about the body story.  I think she was glad I didn’t tell her before we swam.

On to the “run.”  Coach Monster has me doing a lot of walking and elliptical. Because between my bad hip issues and recent breaking ass incident, I’m not in the best pelvic shape.


This is Yoda… 🙂 But I don’t think any of you confused that fact. 🙂

But I felt GREAT today. And I had my Kinvara shoes (which I love…love!).  Yoda and I set out to run at least 1:30, and for the most part… I did.

I felt amazing.  I haven’t really run since April 7.  That’s over a month.  Holy cow. And training for an Ironman. So timely, let me tell you.

I ran the first mile.

Then the second.





And I was so free. And happy.  I had to start walking around 5, because my hip began to act up.

But otherwise, it was great. I wasn’t flying, but I felt like I was.  I felt lighter, and healthier.  And my shoes were flashy- and I really enjoyed running in them and getting rid of the stability trainers.

All I could think during the run was how grateful I was to be out there running.

Think you hate running?  Have it taken away for a month, and see how it feels.  Yes, we may dread it sometimes. It may be torture, blah blah whine whine…. but I have been dying to run.  And it was great.

I was thankful to run.  Just thankful.


Check out those hyperextended elbows. Proof of weightlifting past. LOL!

I am hopeful about Coeur d’Alene for the first time in a week or so.  This past week has been trying and depressing, and I’ve been all over the place.  One moment, “I’ve got this. I can do this. I have done a ton of riding and swimming.  I have, in the past year, done a ton of running. I can do this.”

Next moment, “Oh em geeeee, I suck at EVERYTHING! I am such a LOSER! Poor me!! Me and my broken ass!”

Ah Ironman.

So, today, I enjoyed the beautiful sun, the excellent company, a successful 3000-ish meter swim, and a 6.7 mile run/walk… and of course, a wee bit of treat at the favorite doughnut shop ever… Dutch Monkey Doughnuts.  Oh, the best!


Here’s to SIX weeks to race day.  This CAN be done… it can, it can.  And I will prove it.  That is all.  Right? Right.




  • Joan Stout

    May 11, 2013 at 3:38 pm

    So happy for you! Yes, being able to run is a gift!!!! I am so impressed with your determination and your goals. God be with you!

  • Miranda

    May 11, 2013 at 5:03 pm

    Oh thank goodness!! I’ve been thinking about you and your injuries and your race coming up. And frankly, riding my own can-I-do-this YES NO YES NO roller coaster with my own training and injuries. You give me hope. 🙂 Outdoor brick workout tomorrow….

  • Colleen Kingery

    May 11, 2013 at 5:30 pm

    This is such an awesome post!!! I hope that someday soon enough I can swim with the dead bodies… and you and Yoda and hopefully run with you guys and then get donuts. I miss that and I miss you guys!

  • kim

    May 12, 2013 at 1:07 am

    Omg! Bodies bumping, logs, whatever! I just laughed so loud i woke up my sleeping hubs. Thanks for constantly being so freaking real. May you be blessed beyond your dreams.happy moms day to my favorite sbm!

  • Bridget Mejza

    May 12, 2013 at 7:52 am

    I have never written you before, but you have no idea what an inspiration you are to me! I have read your book, and I feel like I can do anything! My first half marathon is next month and my first tri is a sprint in Sept. Running can be fun, it can be drudgery too…I enjoy reading your awesome run, I put an order in for one on Monday, not today (it’s mother’s day!) Thank you so much!

  • lady of leisure

    May 13, 2013 at 7:02 am

    you are amazing! I have been reading your blog for a few months now and I am just in awe. My husband has just done a full Ironman so I know how much training it entails. I am training for my first half Ironman in 5 weeks (gulp) and I am oh-so-scared!! I can really identify with the one minute I can and the next I can’t emotions. Sometimes I feel like I am superwoman and the next I think about the swim and I just want to throw in the towel and hide underneath it. Whenever I need inspiration I turn to your blog. Good luck with your Ironman! You can do it!!

  • Jaimegirl1

    May 13, 2013 at 2:14 pm

    OMG, Almost EVERY open water freak out I have has to do with the worry of a body in the water-glad I’m not alone! You will never be more wacko in your life than prior to an Ironman & you just can’t explain it all to someone that’s never experienced it (it’s like motherhood & a 17hr labor). Hooray for a great training day, you’ve got this!!!

  • Robyn

    May 14, 2013 at 8:56 am

    Oh, I want to run so badly! I’ve been banned for 3 weeks, and haven’t run for 2 before the banning. I’m 1/2 way through and itching to get out. Plantar fasciitis and Achilles issues are bring me down. There’s hope and I can’t wait!


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