Perfect Race?! What’s that?!
Perfect memories? Absolutely!!!
21 months ago I decided to make a phone call and follow my dream. I’m so happy I did, because it lead to such an amazing 5 days, that is so hard to express and so hard to thank the people that helped me get to Sundays Ironman Lake Placid. Every time I write something, it just doesn’t feel like enough, doesn’t feel like I’m expressing enough gratitude for what I received. I have thanked my parents, my sister, my children and my husband and the words just seem so little compared to the gift I got on Sunday.
This leads me to the last person that is so difficult to thank. The person I called just 21 months ago. It’s so hard to say thank you, because I want her to feel how truly thankful I am and others to hear the 18 month road to ironman that Marcy and I took together. So here it goes… 21 months ago I had a conversation about the 2015 ironman and 2 1/2 months later my real journey stared towards a goal that was once a dream that is now a reality. The 18 months were quick, hard at times but always rewarding. Goals were set, met, changed and missed! PRs were achieved and my athletic side was suddenly brought back to life. Something that sunk into the life of a single “party girl” in her 20’s followed by babies (3 cuties) in her 30’s and a suffering body that took on 27 months of pregnancy (no they will not live that down) to a 12:30 Ironman Mom!!!
When I started this journey I had a 4 year old, 22 month old and a 5 month old. I’m guessing you are thinking Nuts? Crazy? Absolutely, Nuts and Crazy was already my life, this was kinda the calm or the calming of me!!! There were times that training made my family life hard, I’d be lying if I said it didn’t, but in a weird kinda way it made me better in a lot more ways. However that’s not my point, my point is that I wanted to take on an ironman, with 3 kids (no one in full day school) big goals and high expectations and still have a happy smiling family with a picket fence and a cute dog (or two) in the yard. And…. That’s the plan I got!! A plan that fit into my life with my goals and my craziness. Yup it was hard at times, and we lost a few rails of the “perfect family” picket fence here and there, and some of my personal screws may have fallen out, but I was training for an ironman — it wouldn’t be so rewarding if it was easy! So for my last and final thank you of this unexplainable journey; Thank you Marcy for seeing my goals, believing in me, pushing me to reach them, and creating a plan so I could become an Ironman and still be Mom first. This was amazing am I was so lucky to have you as my coach.