2011.
2011 has been a HUGE transition year. Although I pride myself on a stellar T2, Life transitions can be a little more stressful. In order to get this story straight I need to go back and start at the beginning. The place in between 2010 and 2012 started one week before Ironman Arizona, funny because that is where I am at now.
11/10
IMAZ Prep one week out.
Last big ride ended up a bust. I got sick to boot. Congested headed into IMAZ. Not Ideal. Race day came, so I threw on a happy face, and went for it. Threw up on the bike, and suffered through the run. Thanks to Troy Jacobson for chatting me up through a bit of the run. Race fail. Oh well off season.
12/10
Off season
This joyous time of beer drinking, sleeping in, skiing, snowshoeing, winter running, and half a masters swim once in a while was anything but. It was a blast in the face to my level of discontent with life: job, city, social scene, life. This unhappiness lead to an off season of unhealthy behavior (bear attacks) unhealthy state of mind and a lack of drive which every athlete thrives on.
1/11
Death
I lost my grandfather. I felt for my father. I can't imagine the pain of watching the most important male in your life pass on. Luckily we still my loving and amazing grandmother.
2/11
Lost Friends
The Hoff, a guy who taught me a little about triathlon, and a lot about being great moved on from Durango. This sparked the fire to do the same.
3/11
Training
It was time to get back to and be in the middle of serious training. I went through the motions. Everything was lack luster, un inspired and a genuine struggle. I was gaining fitness from a few years of miles in my legs, and the occasional freak workout. I was not sleeping, ornery, totally off of my 'triathlon lifestyle' and surrounded by poor influences.
4/11
The Race season starts
Obviously I was not on form to race well, but I realized I needed to get my head on straight in order to even put on a race kit. So, I I tried to knuckle down and managed a few good weeks of training. This lead to a win at Tri the Rim Triathlon.
5/11
Wildflower: Fun race, long drive, total flop. Motivation to put in a good month of training even if I was unhappy. So I worked pretty hard as I finished out the school year. I had no choice, three weekends of racing coming up:
#1 Ironhorse
This weekend was a good one. Won a little money, had a PR on the Ironhorse bike race, took 2nd to Brandon Rakita in a 10 mile run, raced my first crit, had a PR in the mile swim, and the ironhorse TT.
The most import part of this weekend was the Tucson bug. I had been job hunting for a few months, definite time for a change. I NEEDED a change. I was looking at teaching jobs in Austin, TX. Warm weather, awesome town, more people, change. All of Texas is firing teachers. Not the best timing. I was getting pretty discouraged. Not sure what to do.
The Bug
A couple of friends came up for the Ironhorse, from Tucson. I was expressing my dilemma to them. Besides having great insight into bike racing, mustaches, and the shake and break; they also said, why not Tucson? The seed was planted.
The week between race 1 and 2 was busy since i was working to design a new curriculum for Ignacio Math. During this time I also sent out a bunch of applications to schools in Tucson. Okay, I should have been working. I am good at multitasking. I hope!!
6/11
Race #2
Mooseman 70.3
Well, a freezing swim, and hilly bike were tough, but i was able to muddle through and pull out a decent run. This left me able to finish 7th. One of my best 70.3 finishes. So, even though my head was not in the game, I was gaining fitness. a good thing. Back to celebration mode!
The Beach
The week between race 2 and 3 was spent on Cape Cod. I drank beers and spent time with a true friend, and very special person in my life. During this time I received a phone call about a job interview (3 beers in!) I must have done a pretty good job because he offered to fly me down to Tucson for an interview.
Race #3
Eagleman 70.3
FLAT. not a flat, I was just plan flat after the 2 weeks of racing, and not the best recovery. oh well. I got some great family time, as they are the most supportive parents a guy could ask for. They have been to all 10 of my ironman races, and a few of my 70.3s. Is it okay that my biggest fan is my mom?
7/11
The air is thick with change.
Back in Durango. Realizing One Thing. Time to GO. Flew down, and got the job in Tucson. Well, still mentally checked out of my own life but it is time to make a decision. Her goes. I'll take the job! time to out together a game plan. Okay, I'll buy a house, one whirlwind weekend later, offer made.
8/11
Offer accepted! Looks like i am a home owner (gulp) and I am moving to a town where I know next to no one, for a job i am a little unsure of. Woah. Good thing my head is still in the fog, cause my body is just making these decisions on its out. I hope my mind agrees in the end.
The move.
Either way, it just happened. Time to strap my mattress to my roof and drive to Tucson. I arrived, unloaded, and hoped on a plane to a wedding. As you can tell, my main focus this summer has been quality training, right? No. Life Changes.
9/11
Tucson.
Barely back in Tucson, a little bit of training, some IT Band issues. Train through it. Good plan. trying to get into a groove at work, this process turns into a huge struggle. I made it happen. Oh, by the way it has been 110 in Tucson. Great training weather. Sweet.
Ironman Wisconsin
Race fail. The IT band goes, and I end up jog/hobbling the marathon. I could not handle a DNF. Never had one. Lets keep it that way. Back to training.
10/11
Fair Winds.
The Tucson weather is improving. The benefits of the change are shining through. My job is getting easier. I have met a few people in Tucson. Life is actually pretty good! Change. Oh, it turns out I like my house. I didn't have enough time to know if I would when I bought it. Now I realize I do.
Since life is finally going well, my mind switches on. time to nail training, recover right, live the lifestyle I want to live. It has been a while, turns out I remember how.
11/11
Ironman FL
I will write about this in a double Ironman race report. Lets just say, 8:45. BOOM.
The 2 week gap until IMAZ, here goes!!
In conclusion:
Change. The only constant in life is change. Always make it happen for the better. It is your life, live it. 2011 was my year of too many changes, but it was for the better. Change is good. life is good.
Embrace It.
