Oh hello there 2014 – apparently March is just around the corner and we are two months in! #woah
The theme for this year, and perhaps many years beyond is Sweat What You Love – I wanna sweat the details that matter, elevate my heart beat to inspire sweatfests and sweat relationships that really count in ways that I may have let go in former years. Some may say we should Live What We Love…I say, let’s sweat it! #bettersweaty
So with that in mind, it feels only appropriate that I share with you my sweaty pursuits of the month of February with a promise to share more frequently. (There is a new site brewing that is awaiting to be shared!)
The month started off with Chuck Cosman’s 2nd annual Bagel Chase. I signed up on Team Wikiwiki (Hawaiian for “fast”) where Captain Aloha was in it to win it. We thought that if he ran 150km and the girls were committed to a 100km run week, we’d have a chance. Well, that didn’t quite happen…he instead ran 205km and we each ran 140-160km, finishing in a solid second place. Shattered legs later and a quiet slap on the wrist from Coach, my biggest run week (or 4 days of running) were complete. What I learned during this time was that chasing sunrises and sunsets, with fast friends and fun friends really takes my running-fun to a whole new level. The reminder in this is to be smart: quality over quantity. Check.
Then we celebrated Valentine’s Day as lovers do with home made mac&cheese, a lobster tail + a bottle of bubbles. Look at my trending pictures…
Next up was the First Half ½ marathon. The goal was to cross the finish line with a smile and a 9second best time. What I love about this race is that it really does shake the winter cob webs and ignite the fun in toeing start lines. It brings all of our local running friends out and we were lucky to have a day, err, morning of sunshine before the torrential downpour began. I felt especially lucky to have Fletchy to trot (slowly) beside me – that chic just has an engine for consistency and a wisdom that runs so deep. At the end of the day it wasn’t going to be the day I set out to have. I ran with heart – heart racing much too fast that is, fatigue in my legs much too deep and had to give everything in my being not to give up and walk home. And these days happen. These days make it mighty clear that I’m not done with learning how to be a better athlete, that is for sure!
What made this was knowing that Bro was out there running too! He finished 1:41 off his goal yet had the heart of a champion the whole way – especially as we saw him blazing thru the final km. (This was actually the first half marathon Bro and I ran together, 9 years ago!) It was a treat to be able to run along side MikeyP + SusG; to know Laurel was out crushin’ it ahead; to watch JRob finish with a smile and a pb. And for the love of love, when I see my Man at a finish line, my heart explodes, every.single.time.
And then the tale of the loppet. Dave and I decided it would be fun to learn how to skate ski together. We got the gear and hit the mountain for the first time in January. I quickly learned that this is a sport where technique does indeed matter and was often bloated on humble pie after every attempt. Inspired by the one and only Fletchy, I signed up for my first 15km skate ski ‘race‘ last weekend. I started at the very back of the pack, beside a man with no legs. Confirmed: scared. This reminded me what it must feel like for a swimmer who has never swum before to start an Ironman race. Swimming is as much about technique as skate skiing and I’m pretty sure I was negative on the “distance per stroke” category. The gun went off and it took merely moments before I was trotting beside a sweet friend Caroline, who dances her way along the snow while I was more like an elephant clomping thru a jungle! I will report that skate skiing in Whistler is akin to downhill skiing in Ontario. My goals were to a) not wipe out and b) not finish DFL. Both goals achieved!
Bonus: Jo Hudson came for the adventure and this cat has a heart of gold; we ran into Britt who is up to chasing big juicy goals herself; Fletchy crossed the 50km line 2nd while ARuss finished 5th – both B78 athletes who are all kinds of awesome! Like, really awesome.
Today, before the month is over – my palms are sweaty as I get ready to present with Ashley Dalziel at an HR conference in Toronto. Ash and I have worked side by side for my entire career at lululemon and to be able to rock a stage with her makes me equal parts stoked + nervous. Sweaty, you might say!
When I look back on this month, I feel radically alive. I’m grateful for sweaty pursuits that come in so many shapes and sizes. I’m especially grateful for the crazy adventures that occur with Fletchy and the brilliance of Coach Jasper aka Jazzy Blake, because I might be an absolute train wreck without them.
For now, it’s 11 weeks out until my first Ironman of 2014: IM Texas on May 17th. The train is on the tracks and the lil engine has been tested…now it’s time for some serious chugga chugga chugga chugga!