My heart bleeds for Lake Tahoe, Residents and Triathletes

There was a wild fire in lake tahoe that resulted in the cancellation of the Half Ironman.

My heart bleeds for the trees that are probably getting destroyed because of a century of excessive fire fighting, and for people’s homes that are at risk and for the area that is getting hurt…

And as a triathlete, my heart bleeds for those who trained for this race and it was their first half. Working that hard for that long only to have it go up in smoke is painful.

Jumping from the Kamara or How I relieve frustrations

Change is a constant in life. And coping with change is the only constant. Last year in the midst of professional churn, I decided to complete a swim I had been longing to do for a lifetime.

This year, in the midst of a new set of challenges, I decided to jump from the Kamara. A jump I had been longing to do for a lifetime. The jump is very safe. People do it routinely, but the first time you do it there is this moment half way down where you realize you are STILL falling.

My sister took the video.

The commentary is Greek.

Funniest moment is when she calls me ‘half-ironman or cast-ironman’ …

Still think the Ferrari may prove to be cheaper …

Getting Lost in Transition – Triathlon Nightmares.

Last night, I had my first Triathlon nightmare.

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With Vineman only a couple of weeks away, I had a very vivid nightmare about getting lost during the swim.

The nightmare started innocently enough, with me dreaming about swimming in the pack.

Then my wetsuit starts to fall apart and disintegrate. Apparently, my dream had me use my old wetsuit that I bought when I was 212 pounds. And that old suit apparently started to fall apart.

So now I am swimming with this floppy suit that is creating nothing but drag, and I am thinking I need to get this off. But somehow I manage to pull forward and cover time very well.

And then, disaster. Apparently something happens that causes the race to stop. Meaning I lose all the time I put into the race and have to sit in the cold water freezing.

Then we get out of the of the water, and I am running towards the transition and manage to make a wrong turn. And in that wrong turn, can’t find the transition area … I am running with this floppy suit all over my body, and I can’t find my bike. And then I see all of these runners, and I realize that I took so much time to get from the swim to the bike that the runners started…

And then I wake up screaming: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

I MEAN SERIOUSLY! SERIOUSLY! I AM STRESSED ABOUT GETTING LOST DURING THE TRANSITION! WASN’T EXPECTING THAT NIGHTMARE!!!!!

I really need this race to be over.