Sunday, May 10, 2015

Bubba Day

For as long as I can remember we used to call our long run days, Bubba day. Baxter would get to go for a long run and then snuggle with us on the couch as we recovered from training. It's all he's known. Running, training, the stupid bike rides where he got left behind for hours, to ending the weekends snuggling on the couch. Bubba Day.

Although most people would say that pretty much every day is Bubba Day, I have officially declared every day until the end of his days BUBBA DAY!

Last Saturday afternoon I was sitting on the couch recovering from a 7hour workout.  I had a big weekend planned, a sort of mini self training camp.  Baxter was sitting next to me and started to tremble.  It was odd, and concerned me.  I worried he was maybe sick, so I decided to try to feed him.  If he would eat then I figured he would be ok.  He ate his dinner and seemed fine so I prepped all my nutrition and bottles for the next day's ride. 


A few hours later he started to walk around wobbly with some very labored/weird breathing. I jumped over to him and got him to a dog bed where his eyes went all droopy.  I freaked out and called my vet. Bless this woman's heart. She answered the phone (while clearly out) on a Saturday evening and talked me through things to look for and next steps. Within a few minutes I was headed back to an animal Hospital that I knew all too well....

Shortly after the doctors took Baxter and examined him they came in telling me that they had found fluid in his abdomen. Worried that it could be a splenetic tumor, which is often times the C word, they wanted to do a chest xray to see if they saw anything on his lungs, most likely meaning it was cancer and that it had spread. I began to lose my shit, and a very special friend whom I'd been texting with insisted that she come to be with me and I finally agreed. My heart was racing with fear and I was worried that under pressure I would not be able to make good decisions or even remember what was going on.

The xrays came back clear and Baxter seemed to be stable so we agreed that I would take him home for the night. I snuggled up to him, not sleeping a wink, worried that more of his symptoms would come back. I spoke with my vet, whom I incredibly lucky to have met a few years ago in our Mexico neighborhood (we are neighbors!) and agreed that if I took him back to the hospital and they could tell that his blood levels had not dropped we could wait until Monday to do an ultrasound at her office. All of this could have been done on Sunday at the vet hospital, but I feel safe in Dr Ferguson's care.  I trust her and her care for my dogs.


I took Baxter back to the hospital for more blood work. The doctor on shift examined him and came back to tell me that he had lost very minimal blood and that she thinks he would be fine with me at home and to wait for the ultrasound on Monday. Relieved, but scared, we were on our way back home with a plan. I had this horrible feeling in my gut that this was not something that was going to go away, so I called Shane and said I thought he needed to come home (working in California). He was already working on it but could not find a flight that didn't cost 4x the normal and wouldn't get him in until late that night so he hopped in the car and headed on the 10hour trek home.

Monday morning we took Baxter into our vet and we were all immediately brought into a room with an ultrasound crew. It was the most calm and comfortable emergency experience and I knew I made the right decision to bring him here vs the hospital. Val (Dr. F) was in the room with me and I could see the concern on her face, much like mine. I got to hold Baxter's head while they looked all around his belly and explained everything they saw to us. They showed us the small mass on his spleen, but could tell that while there was free fluid/blood in his chest, it was no longer there.  His heart looked strong,  and there were no signs of any other masses.

The decision was made to have Baxter's spleen and the mass removed right away. For many dogs that develop these tumors, they suddenly burst and the dogs die of a hemorrhage.  I'm so thankful for my over cautious obsession with my boy, as this very well could of happened to him.

After surgery we were able to come get Baxter later that afternoon.  We were told he had a 2" tumor, but that everything else looked great. The tumor was sent off to pathology to determine if it was benign or hemangiosarcoma, a very bad quickly spreading cancer. We got a very drugged up Baxter into the car and took him to the hospital where they would monitor him all night.  One of the side affects of this surgery is often heart arrhythmia, so they need to be monitored.  I was able to call Baxter and check on him as much as I wanted. On one of my calls I was told that he did have some arrhythmias so they were keeping him on a drip to control it.

After a long night it was finally Tuesday morning and I called as soon as I woke up hoping to go get him. Unfortunately the arrhythmia continued so they needed to be able to wean him off the drugs first. Finally, were were able to take him home late that afternoon.  There is more to that story, including a very unpleasant experience with one of the doctors, but I'd rather not focus on that...


The first few days of recovery were HARD. I stayed up with Baxter the first few nights laying next to him while he tried to sleep. He was up and down and getting sick.  He refused to eat, and was restless. On Wednesday, Val came over and gave him some injections to help with the nausea. While he seemed to perk up a bit, he still wouldn't eat. Thursday we got him on an appetite stimulant, and after a very long nap I got him to eat some peanut butter.  Over the past 3 days we've got him eating more.  His spirit is up, he's barking at random noises, he looks GREAT. He is honestly probably doing TOO much, but eventually passes out at night.  He's sleeping in my arms every night and back to following me around the house.


Today, I got a call from my vet and the pathology results confirmed hemangiosarcoma.  Unfortunately the prognosis for this type of cancer is not good. For now, I'm doing my best to just stay calm and deal with what comes.  The cancer was limited to the spleen, which was removed, but it is a cancer that metastasizes and it can happen quickly. As soon as Baxter is recovered from the surgery, which he is well on his way, he will be back to his normal snuggly, active old self. Eventually we will see signs that the cancer has spread and will have to do what we can to keep him comfortable and out of pain. I will be making an appointment with an oncologist to see what sort of natural treatments we can provide to keep him as healthy and comfortable as possible in the time that he as left.

I know I have been the crazy obsessive dogmom posting daily pictures of my boy, but to be honest, I don't give a shit if I'm that crazy person. This dog has been with me since I was just a kid.  He's been through every single monumental event in my life and has never left my side. I can't imagine what the last 14 years would have been like without him, and I know that my life is forever changed, and forever better because of him.  


"Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole."
Roger Caras (photographer and writer)

As I think back to this week and the amazing support for so many people.  Texts, phone calls, hundreds of comments on my instagram and facebook pictures, I realize that I am not the only person who has been touched by this amazing creature. He has been through so many stages of my life, that have involved so many different people.  My post college roommates, first running partners, current running partners, two other BFF dogs that he has outlived. Work friends from the days I brought him to the office at PetSmart, sleepovers with my niece when she was just a baby and obsessed with him.... If you ever had the chance to meet Baxter, you couldn't help but fall in love with him, and he you.




As the title of this blog post, every single day from here on out with him will be Bubba Day.  It will be filled with joy, doing things he loves, surrounded by people that love him.  He will make the trek to CDA in 3 weeks and he will get another walk on Tubbs Bub's Hill.  He will join me on Sherman for beers, and be there like he was in spirit for my first Ironman.


 I will carry him with me over 140.6 and bring him home my hardest earned medal for him to wear and proudly pose for a picture.  But for the rest of the day, I will spend my mother's day spoiling him rotten, snuggles and all.





Monday, April 20, 2015

Marquee Triathlon

Marquee is kind of our local season opener! Nothing too exciting or different about this race, as pretty much all of our local races circle the same route, swim, bike run..... All in Tempe Town Lake, all loops on the bike around it with way too many turns and the same circles around the lake for the run!

Let me back up a bit.  After camp I had a note in my training peaks with the race on it and a question mark. I wasn't really into doing the race, but I did want to support my local team, so I was on the fence. Rather than deciding myself, I let Michelle decide. She chose go for it, so we had a moderate week leading up to it where I could work on a bit of shorter speed work to wake up my legs from all of the long Ironman training miles.

Then, I had a little mishap.....I was heading out on my bike for a Saturday ride and just feeling off. I hadn't slept well the night before and my allergies were driving me crazy! About an hour into the ride I got a really bad bloody nose and had to pull over. I don't actually remember what happened, I just know that I lost my balance and my bike began to topple over. The next thing I knew I was feeling this gushing blood streaming down my leg and it was my ankle.  I walked over to a side walk with my bike trying to figure out what to do...I took my sock and shoe off and realized how much blood was actually coming out (it was filling my shoe) and realized there was  no way I could still ride my bike.  I called for a ride and got rescued by Melisa and her boyfriend, and went home to clean up....

After I got cleaned up, I was looking at the wound, and the only thing I can come up with is one of the cogs on my big chain ring punctured it and maybe nicked a vein (hence all the blood).  I had a giant goose egg on the ankle bone and the pain was starting to get bad.

Who knew a tiny little wound could cause so much pain! Over the next few days I obsessed with it.  Now that I was maybe not going to be able to race, I wanted to (go figure). Walking was extremely painful, and any time I got up after sitting or laying down for a while I could barely put any pressure on that leg or pain shot up and down the entire thing.

Each day got a bit better and by Wednesday I was able to swim some without a buoy, and bike without too much discomfort (aside from unclipping). I tried to run on Wed, but I only made it about 2' and couldn't get my right leg to take any of the weight so I was running funny on my "good" side.  I turned around grabbed the dogs and took them for a (slow) walk instead. Thursday I managed to do a short run off the bike (it wasn't pretty), and Friday I went to the gym to do a little quick feet session on the treadmill.  The workout involved a lot of jumping on and off doing short fast sets.  It wasn't painfree, but it did give me some confidence that I would be able to run!

So, after a longish ride on Saturday (first bike date with my man in a while!!)  I headed down to the expo to register!

I had to spend some extra time bandaging up the ankle to make sure that the lake didn't get in it. It was looking much better, but still swollen.  I knew getting in and out of the wetsuit was going to hurt (and it DID), but was super happy I was going to be able to race!

It turned out to be a gorgeous day to race. It was only about 85 for a high vs our normal 90-100 and we even had some clouds on the bike!

The swim went WAY better than I expected. I've learned not to look at swim split in these races as I've yet to have a "fast" swim here. However, I bolted out hard in my wave and while the really fast swimmers were gone I for once wasn't swimming in no man's land. I saw another local athlete who usually beats me out of the water by a couple of minutes swimming side by side me. Eventually she pulled in behind me and I felt little trickles on my feet, but nothing that was annoying or made me scared about the ankle. I continued to stay on the buoy line and swim hard.  As I approached the last 500meters we ran into one of the sprint waves hitting the same turn and it was a bit chaotic. I lost a little mojo and the girl who was on my feet pulled in next to me and I grabbed her feet for the last bit until we split up to get to the bleachers.

I checked my watch as they pulled me up and out of the water and it was just a little over 25'  Not my fastest, but definitely pretty good for this course (and me)!  The wetsuit stripping HURT.  The second they pulled on my ankle it shot some pain up my whole leg, but I knew if I tried to do it on my own it would take me forever, so I just dealt with it and made my way to my bike.  Transition was a bit slow as I took my time to get my socks on right and foot into my bike shoe.... I was afraid if I went too fast I would do something stupid and hurt myself :)

My legs burned a bit as I started the bike.  This was my first race with power so I had a goal to try to hold.  I was only looking at 30" power because if I tried to hold an avg it would drop every time I had to make a turn. It was really nice to not look or obsess over speed to just off effort and power and ride fast. The girl that I swam with was neck and neck with me on the bike so we basically took turns flopping in front (legally). We were both riding completely legal and there was almost this unspoken respect for pulling in front or backing off.

A few miles in my friend and teammate passed me and that was JUST what I needed to fire me up! I spent the next 20 miles keeping her in site and using her as my push. There were 4 of us riding basically the same speed; 3 of us rode totally fair, one not so much.  I've already had my soap box about that though, so I'll drop it here. I made a point to just keep in my head, ride fair and have fun and that is exactly what I did. In fact, this is the most fun I've had on the bike on this course in a very long time. Turns out it was a PR for Olympic (bike) course in Tempe (varying turns, but overall the same courses).

And onto the run. I didn't really have high expectations for the run, but was going to give it what I had. After not really running for about 10 days, and putting in long Ironman miles I didn't have a whole lot of zip!

I eased into a pace that I thought I could hold and after a few twinges of the ankle, it actually felt pretty good! I made it through the first loop with the girls I was riding with in site and one of them slowing. Unfortunately that's where it all went wrong. As I headed up into the park to make the second loop I made a turn and my ankle shot pain that overwhelmed me a bit. I didn't look at the sign (or pay attention at all really) and headed straight into the finish chute instead of making a right and heading back out for the loop... I made it all the way to the last timing mat before the actual finish and realized what I had done. I stopped, laughed, turned around and headed back out. Over all the years I've been racing, and all the many races in Tempe, I have never done this!  All I could do was laugh at my self and try to make up my time. I'll admit I lost my mojo a bit.  I wasn't mad, just couldn't believe I did that!

Around mile 5 I got passed by a good friend and teammate in my age group. It was a little push I needed to help me pick it back up, but in the end it ended up costing me a place. I lost about 90"-2' with my mistake, and with that it would have put me in 2nd place AG, about 3-4 spots overall up and an Olympic PR. 


Overall it was a FANTASTIC day to race with so many of my local friends and teammates. I had a FUN race, and my goal of having a great bike was accomplished. After spending 8 weeks in the gym lifting heavy things way outside of my comfort zone, and pushing pushing pushing watts on the bike, I'm happy to see it is paying off.

It was also a fantastic day for TeamBSC athletes, both of them having solid days in the midst of Ironman training.

Next up, my absolute favorite race, Rocky Point Triathlon!


Friday, April 3, 2015

2015 Scottsdale Camp!

It seems like just yesterday I was sitting on my couch, legs in the recovery boots, shantini in hand with a smile on my face thinking about last year's camp. Just like the rest of life, it's flying by oh so fast. This past weekend I led a group of amazing athletes through a 4 day training camp where we trained ~19hours including 200+miles on the bike with 15000ft of elevation gain, 5500yards of swimming (OWS included) and 25miles of running (2 runs). 

What is most impressive about this camp were the athletes attending it. I had athletes ranging from their first year in triathlon to 25 years of experience, as well as uber talented Kona and amateur title holders. Even more impressive than those stats was the GRIT these athletes showed. Executing a long weekend of training in RECORD AZ heat was mentally and physically challenging and each and every one of them nailed it and exceeded my expectations.

The weekend started out with some serious travel obstacles which had my brain spinning with problem solving before we even began camp. There were a few athletes that had to miss out on some workouts, but they made up for it by making the subsequent workouts COUNT.

Pre-Camp --
I reached out to some sponsors and asked for support at camp. I work with w few companies who's products I really believe in. They are my go-to products and have been key in my training and racing success over the past years. I was able to put together a nice little schwag bag for each athlete, and can't thank these amazing companies enough!


Planet Sun -- Hands down the best sunscreen I've ever used.  I use it head to toe, no breakouts, no sunburns, and the white zinc color is mild.  Essential for how much time we spend outside.
Osmo Nutrition -- I've raved about this line of hydration for over a year now.  If you haven't tried it, you have no idea what you are missing out on, especially as a female athlete -- 
womenarenotsmallmen!
Recovery e21 -- Again, a product I have been using for years.  I started out on their ambassador team in 2011 and have used the product ever since.  Aside from being "salt" pills, they have 21 total mineral including magnesium which is essential for us as athletes.  The pills also contain a micro algae (organic) used as a natural anti-inflammatory. 
BeetElite -- Everyone knows I'm a huge beet juice fan!  This product was introduced to me last year, and I immediately felt the positive affect of using it before racing and or hard training. 

I also had some fun TeamBSC trucker hats made for the weekend! Fun stuff. If you have ANY questions at all about the above products or would like a discount code, please reach out to me!


While camp kicked off Thursday evening with a social run and dinner out, it officially started Friday with our biggest day of the weekend. Being that it was HOT out (turns out we hit 100degrees), we had to start pretty early to not overheat and dig any holes on day one. The ride was a gradual climb of about 28 miles up into north Scottsdale before descending 14 miles into one of our reservoir lakes.  We had ideal conditions for this. Not too warm yet, little to no wind and minimal traffic! We had fantastic SAG support from my husband and BSC friend Tracy watching our bikes while we did an open water swim. The water was PERFECT and many people got to squeeze into their wetsuits for the first time all season -- always a good idea to do before racing!



Everyone cruised up the 14 mile hill at their own pace before regrouping at the top for a nice 28 mile descend home! We finished the day with about 5.5 hours on the bike, 85 miles, 45min swim and 5500 ft of elevation gain. SOLID day indeed.

Day 2 included one of my absolute favorite riding loops and "9 mile hill." Like the last 2 camps this fun ride gives athletes an opportunity to either cruise ride OR burn a few matches. We immediately broke into 2 groups, with my crazy fast friend Emily leading a few athletes into Fountain hills at a pretty zippy pace. Being the coach (as well as carefully picking my efforts) I held back and let my body really wake up before picking my poison where I would have some fun on the bike! I had my husband helping to keep the group together so that we could let the athletes that wanted to ride hard split off from anyone else. This was HUGE for me as I was able to relax and ride hard for a bit and worry less about logistics as he was there to hold the troops together.

Everyone had their turn to throw down on the bike and it was so much fun to watch!  I picked my section on the 8 miles of rollers. I grabbed on to Emily's wheel and did everything I could to not drop off. I finished that section I'm pretty sure in PR time, and may or may not have thrown up in my mouth a little bit. I just LOVED it.

We had a nice 4 mile run off the bike with goal of negative splitting the run. It was super cool to watch everyone nail their fastest mile in the end, even if they started out a bit too fast! A quick lunch to refuel and we were off to the pool for a solid 3k set. 

Look at this colorful and FIT group -- loving our token make athlete, Scott!


Sunday was our epic Mnt Lemmon climb in Tucson. A very early start for everyone as the drive is 2hours. I don't have a whole lot to say about this day, other than the fact that everyone absolutely NAILED this climb. Everyone did amazing, including FIVE first timers. While I wasn't planning on calling out any athlete in particular, I can't help but rave about two of them on this day.  One is my athlete Heather who has only been training for one year. She absolutely killed this ride, not one complaint and had fun on the descend as well. I can't even contemplate what she has accomplished in her first year, and can't wait to see how she grows as an athlete. Additionally, veteran TeamBSC member Scott finished off 3 days of solid riding climbing up a mountain less than 1 year after his second back surgery. Honestly, not many people would even attempt what he's doing, and I think that in itself speaks worlds of this guy!




And finally, we have the last day of camp, the long run. I hesitated picking the course for this year because it's challenging, but also a bit confusing with turns. In the end I just couldn't change the route as it's just too gorgeous to not share with these athletes. The route was 14.5 miles (with 20mile option) with rolling terrain through Paradise Valley.  Logistically it's hard to manage, but I had enough people that new the turns we all ended up ok! Shane finished up his sherpa duties by following around making sure everyone made the turns, and no one was lost.  Aside from one of our water stops vanishing (thankful we had a golf course to save many!) everyone had a solid run with a couple of breakthrough efforts!

We followed up the long run with a Pita Jungle catered lunch and presentation buy one of the most incredibly motivating women I've ever heard speak. Jenne has a gift of really getting to the point of mental strength and motivation that so many of us struggle with. I know I personally, will carry her lessons with me throughout each and every day as I work and dream to reach my goals! Please check out her website and her new climbing adventure programs!


There were tears, there were smiles, there was a whole lot of laughter.  Endless amounts of Osmo, potato chips, pickles, e21 and cola were consumed.  I'm so incredibly happy and blessed to be able lead and train with these amazing athletes.  I am also incredibly happy to have the hard work banked in my road to Ironman account, and relax and share stories with a few people back at my house over Shane's famous shanetinis!


Stay tuned for details about next year's camp. Plans are already in the works to make it a bigger and more exciting event you won't want to miss!!

Sunday, March 8, 2015

brides, and beaches, wally the whale, biking and running and swimming oh my!

I have no idea how it is possible that the last 2+ months went by so incredibly fast.  Foras long as I can remember I don't think life has every moved so quickly.  Each week I pull up my training calendar, my personal calendar, my work calendar and I somehow manage how to plan everything down to the hour (give or take some flex) fitting in everything I possibly can.  Takeout lunch and dinner, over-priced pre-made juices and peanut butter have saved me more than once.  My wine fridge is over flowing because I don't have nearly enough time (or my husband's company) to enjoy it as often!

Ironically, the busier I am the more productive and efficient I am.  My coaching business is taking off and I am BLESSED with such an amazing group of athletes to work with right now.  Each one different, with different goals, different bases, different schedules.  Hands down, if I could when I can make this my full time job, I would WILL do it in a HEARTBEAT.  Never in a million years did I really imagine I could work doing something I loved and felt so passionate about.

So to recap and highlight some of the crazy adventures over the past 10 weeks I have some fun pictures and amazing memories....

In January I headed to Fort Lauderdale to celebrate my girl Amanda's upcoming wedding.  Aside from having some food reaction issues, the weekend was fantastic.  Her friends and family were so nice and sweet and after some spa time, girly time, beach time and even a ride on the banana boat we headed out for a great dinner and dancing to end the trip.  Can't wait to reunite with these girls and once again celebrate Amanda and her new life ahead!

Home for a couple of weeks trying to build up the training, then it was off on another adventure.  This time celebrating my twin, Jen's bachelorette in Sayulita, Mexico.  Not gonna lie, I LOVE Rocky Point, and have never really thought about venturing out since we have a home in Mexico already.  I could not have been more wrong.  I loved EVERYTHING about this little surf town.  No resorts, the locals were amazing and I became absolutely obsessed with whales.  Having a whale surface and "wave" ~20yards in front of me (ok, maybe I hauled ass out to see him) is something I will never forget, and probably NEVER get to experience again.  Like Amanda's weekend, these girls were welcoming (I only new Jen and our friend Karen), fun, and I enjoyed every minute of the trip.  And as a highlight, for the first time in as long as I can remember I was 100% unplugged.  No phone, no text, no wifi for 5 days.  While the catch up was hard, it was hands down worth it, and something I would love to do more often.


A few weeks later we headed down to Rocky Point for some more whale watching.  Seriously, even thought I'm totally terrified of the ocean, nothing makes me more relaxed then being at the beach.


Next up was a big race for TeamBSC.  I had 2 athletes trained and ready to get their BQ at the Phoenix marathon, and the hubby was giving it a shot as well.  Unfortunately Shane's work, travel and a flu in the last several weeks of training got the best of him and he fell just a little short.  Super proud of his finish, he had his second best marathon time on limited training and a lot of STRESS!


One of my athletes', Shelly, who was actually VERY ready for this ended up fighting a small injury in the last month and it really got to her while running.  Like a superstar she fought through the pain and finished effortlessly, ready to get healthy and have another shot.


And, lastly my newest run athlete, Kelly actually exceeded my expectations and not only got her BQ and a PR, but she did it by negative splitting the race by 2 minutes (even more impressive the first half was downhill).  As a very busy mom and working crazy hours with a new company she had some down time as well during peak training so her performance just tells me how much more potential this girl has.

 SUCH A PROUD COACH!

Aside from bachelorettin', traveling, coaching, working and picking up takeout I've been putting in the miles.  Lots of saddle time on a new bike fit with power!  I'm having so much fun riding with power goals it's almost like picking up a new sport.  With everything mentioned above, I really procrastinated registering for Ironman CDA.  While we plan on spending time there again this summer, I didn't want to register for a race that I couldn't be 100% committed to and trained for.  As my training started to show some progress and a little ironman email was sent out saying the race was almost full, I finally pulled the trigger and official registered for my 5th Ironman CDA!  Honestly, I can't flipping wait to go back!   Until then, if you wonder where I'm at, I'll be back in the saddle :)


Wednesday, December 31, 2014

2014

This past year has truly been one of the most amazing, fun, challenging and rewarding years of my life.  Doing things that make me happy and complete, healthy and young.  I've worked hard, I've played hard.  I've set goals, achieved goals, missed some and set new ones.  I can only hope and pray that 2015 fills my life with the same amount of love, laughter, friends, family, joy and happieness.  To each and every single person in my life that has helped make this year what it has been.  I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

“Another fresh new year is here . . .
Another year to live!
To banish worry, doubt, and fear,
To love and laugh and give!

This bright new year is given me
To live each day with zest . . .
To daily grow and try to be
My highest and my best!

I have the opportunity
Once more to right some wrongs,
To pray for peace, to plant a tree,
And sing more joyful songs!”
William Arthur Ward


I January we announced the my coaching business partnership with Michelle and TeamBSC.  Talk about creating a life doing what you love...

Had a blast in February with this wonderful friend and teammate plotting all the details of the first annual TeamBSC Scottsdale training camp!

All of the hard work, planning, logistics paid off with the most amazing group of athletes surviving training camp.

In April I had the once in a lifetime opportunity to run in the Boston Marathon.  Not just any Boston Marathon, the remembrance year.

In May, we celebrated our 10th year of marriage....
 And also had the pleasure of watching our Mexico family celebrate a new marriage!
June began the summer adventure of a lifetime in Coeur d'Alene starting with a half Ironman in my hometown of Spokane being cheered on by none other than Sister Madonna.
  

 Celebrating 6 months of training and racing with these beautiful and talented women.

 IMCDA #4 in the books.  Finished happy, healthy and with a course and IM run PR!
 July, August and September.  Raced all over the Pacific Northwest.  Camped, picked huckleberries, family time.  Celebrated Shane's birthday and signed a lease for a new rental in CDA for summer of 2015!







 In October it was back to reality (and the hot box), but so happy to be reunited with my friends...
November was time for a first, finishing my second Ironman of the year.  It wasn't my best day, but still so fun be a part of the home time race with so many friends and teammates.
To celebrate and finish up November we headed to wine country with friends and had an absolute blast!

And last, celebrating another year of an amazing life in Mexico.  
Christmas on the beach
And holiday cheer with friends.


 Seriously, feeling blessed!!