Seven...

So, I went to swim last night. Yeah it hurts oh em gee. But it was a good hurt. I was swimming thinking about how my tapers before the Ironman were more than what I did last night. But I am getting stronger. I can’t wait for the inner Ironman to be back. I realized how much I missed this. I realized how much I lost.


Something happened last night. I went to swim and it was crowded. Not a good scene when you feel overweight and don’t look good in a speedo (jammers…speedo jammers no banana hammock here lol). I went anyway. I went into the locker and I was planning on how quickly I was gonna run out of the locker and jump into my lane.

I was looking for a locker to store my clothing. The first locker had clothes in it. The second…hand clothes in it. The third was open and I put my clothes in it. Closed the door and checked to see the number…number 7. Biblically, the number 7 represents God, perfection, and completion. I felt like God smiled at me. I didn’t run into my lane. I felt comfortable in my skin for about two whole seconds :) it was a good working out and Im excited about being back in the swing of things. Im WILL have a personal best in Raleigh. I WILL raise my hand and give it to Christ.

Can you Hear me now...GOOD!

My 2011 triathlon year was my most successful year. I did 2 Ironmans that year. Ironman Florida and three weeks later I did Ironman Cozumel. My greatest achievement was knocking well over an hour off of my Ironman time. I took 20 minutes off my swim alone. It didn’t come without a cost. During Ironman Cozumel I suffered what I felt like a cramp in my right calf 4 mile from the finish. While I did finish, I was told that I could have suffered a minor tear in my right calf. I needed to see a doctor to have it confirmed. I didn’t want to hear that so I refused to see a doctor. It was a nagging injury that took 8 months to completely recover. Along the way, I picked up some new friends 30 of them. L and B (30lb). I am not at race weight! Not even close. I can barely run 4 miles at the same pace I was running 20 miles. I literally had to knock the dust of off my beloved bike… like literally. I am not as fast (not that I was ever really fast), or as fit as I once was…but I am still as resilient. I have signed up for a Half Ironman in June 2013. It’s Raleigh IM70.3. It’s in my home state and it’s the first year for this event. I always wanted to do an inaugural event…


When I came to my blog I cried…looking at my success and knowing that I feel like I lost it. And then I read the top line… "Then why did God make me so small and weak?" "So He can show you how mighty He is!" (from the movie Facing the Giants) I cried even more because not only did I lose my fitness and my confidence…I lost my faith…This is more than just my return to triathlon…this is my journey back to God’s grace…