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Back story: Last year I completed 3 full Ironman’s in a 5-month time frame: IM AUSTRIA in June IM MONT TREMBLANT in August IM WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP in October Afterwards, I was physically and mentally ready for a break; so, I took one! I told a friend of mine that if he did IM WISCONSIN in September, I would do it with him. He then registered and I followed. We also agreed to do IMTX 70.3 together. My goal in doing IMTX 70.3 was to get back in the game since I had not done any Ironman training since October. No open water swims and only one short ride one-week prior to IMTX 70.3. I was unsure what it would look or feel like, but I believed I could swim 1.2 miles, ride 56 miles and run 13.1 miles without much (or basically any) advanced preparation since I have developed a solid base from so many preps and races that preceded this one. Pre-Race: The night prior to the event I could not sleep. While some of that was nerves since I did not train and was therefore uncertain of the day ahead. The morning of the event I got up at 3:45am to fuel my body with coffee and French toast for breakfast (French toast with peanut butter and banana is my new favorite pre-race meal). After breakfast, I went to meet my friends Stacy and Marty. We then headed to our bikes to get ready for the day. I arrived with a short sleeve and a long sleeve wetsuit and was unsure about which I wanted to use. The water temperature was 72 degrees so I could go either way. I like the short sleeve suit because it frees my shoulders/arms, but I like the long sleeve suit because it’s warmer and more buoyant. I took a poll of athletes on whether they were going to wear a long or short sleeve wetsuit. Most men said short sleeve, however most women said long sleeve. I chose long sleeve and was glad I did. We then made our way to the swim start. It was warm and the mosquitoes were out. I put on the wet suit early to keep from getting bitten, but it was just too hot. So, I took the top portion off until we made our way closer to the start. As we got closer to the dock, we saw to the side of us that someone was being pulled out of the water. Then I watched as others jumped off the dock to begin their swim, something I know would give me a panic attack. When it was my turn to jump, I sat down and plopped myself into the water. I knew if I jumped, I would have had a panic attack before even beginning. Swim 1.2 miles: The plan was to take my time and go from one buoy to the next. I knew once I saw an orange buoy, I was halfway there and all I needed to do was repeat my small-step progress to completion. Once in the water, my goal was to go to the first buoy and keep my heart rate down, to prevent a panic attack. I avoided the dreaded panic attack but, before I knew it, I was way off the course and a kayak had to come guide me back. I cannot swim in a straight line! I was all over the place and was told by kayakers several times to get back on track. I was all over the place and my arms were sore, but I finished! Time 48:45 T1: I walked to my bike to prepare for the ride and as I was taking my time to prepare, I heard Marty say, “Pollyann let’s go!” So, I kicked it in gear and headed to the start line. Time 5:53 Bike 56 miles: When I got on the bike, I was feeling good! At mile 5 my chain fell off, so I pulled over, put it back on and I was off again. My goal was to catch Marty. I had hydrated well, which is good, but the downside is that I had to stop 3 times to refuel and use the restroom. I had one close call around mile 45, where a car was in a hurry to get home and almost hit me. Thankfully I was looking up at the time and was able to see them. It was a close call and would not have ended well. The weather was overcast and windy but overall great for Galveston. I caught Marty around mile 50 and finished at mile 56. Time 3:09:51 T2: I walked my bike back to the rack, got my running gear on, and as I was walking out saw Carey and Emilia. We had a group hug and off we went. Time 5:48 Run 13.1 miles: As I started the run the clouds parted and the sun was shining. It was hot and humid. I stopped at each rest stop to put ice down my sports bra to keep my core temperature cool (since menopause my inner thermostat has increased greatly). I also kept my water bottle full. I saw Steve twice on the course and my favorite cheerleaders, Stacy and Allison, 3 times. These happy faces brought a smile to my face! After 3 loops I picked up the speed through the finish line! I was feeling great! I met Steve, who brought me a much-needed protein shake and hug! Time 2:01:13 Finish time 6:11:28. I was super happy! No aches or pains throughout race day or the days that followed, and all with next-to-no prep for the event. I felt very strong and grateful! “Sometimes you must jump off the cliff without knowing where you will land.” -Zainab Salbi Thank you to my hubby for your love and support. Thank you, Marty, for pushing me and being there to cheer me on throughout the day. Thank you to Stacey and Allison for your never-ending support and encouragement. I didn't know what the day would look like, but I tried anyway. And from trying I learned that I could do it, while feeling great, AND with great times. I am so glad I took the leap.
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 Dear Pollyann,
What a fun ride this last year has been. You never imagined making it to 50, but you did and in celebration you set out to embrace and enjoy this year. And wow, it's been great! You held onto your peace, your confidence, and your joy. You became stronger and more confident. You let go of all expectations and had FUN! This next chapter is just beginning, and there is so much time to become the person you're created to be. This year you completed the Cowtown Ultra ( 2nd in age group), Completed Hamburg Marathon while soaking in an amazing week of adventure with Steve. You completed the Chattanooga 70.3 with friends; Ironman Austria 140.6 in celebration of your birthday, Foot Traffic Flat Marathon (2nd in age group) with family and RAGBRAI with friends. You moved on to complete Ironman Mont Tremblant with friends, the Air Force Marathon (2nd in age group) with Steve and friends and the Ironman World Championship in Kona!! I ended the year completing the Holiday Double Marathon and took first place in the masters division. What a Fun and Wild Ride. You also spent time in Oregon and Colorado with your kids (they bring so much Joy to your Life)! You also became a certified personal trainer and received certifications in nutrition and women’s health. Your marriage is stronger, your faith is deeper, and you have become spiritually, mentally and physically stronger as well! Remember what you have gained over this last year: an embrace for facing your fears, a love of learning, surrender of letting go of expectations, and how to give grace to yourself. You haven’t lost yourself, she’s right here. This chapter is finished, turn the page. 2024 is waiting for you and there is plenty of love, learning and growth to be had. Happy New Year! Love, Pollyann PS: I want to leave you with 23 lessons I am taking away from 2023. I hope they hold something for you as well, Happy New Year! 1. You won’t have inner peace until you give up your war against the world. 2. Don’t shy away from challenges of life, confront them voluntarily. 3. When we have nothing left but God, we discover God is enough 4. If you master the mind, you can master anything. 5. The opposite of growing is dying. 6. You are not the voice in your head. 7. Do the next best thing…. 8. Self-doubt is fear's best friend 9. Complaining is Poison 10. Love yourself unconditionally and be yourself fearlessly. 11. If and when I notice negative thoughts creeping in, allow them to pass through with acceptance and without judgment. 12. Don’t live in a problem that doesn’t exist 13. Sometimes what you’re most afraid of doing is the very thing that will set you free. 14. Is it a tragedy or inconvenience? 15. Just because your past is painful doesn't mean your future won’t be miraculous. 16. Don't worry about getting old, worry about thinking old 17. Reflect, Release, Reset. 18. Suffering does not destroy faith, it defines it. 19. Immerse yourself in prayer. 20. What is meant for you will arrive in clarity not confusion 21. When the mountain seems too steep, think about what the view will look like on the peak. 22. This world is not my home; I am just passing through… 23. If the vision was impossible, you would have never received it  Run a Marathon-check ✅
Qualify & Run Boston Marathon ✅ 100 Marathons ✅ Run a Marathon in every state with my hubby ✅ Ultra trail runs ✅ 70.3 Ironman ✅ 11 Full Ironman's ✅ Kona World Championship ✅ What’s on the docket to accomplish in 2024? What new challenge is on my horizon? I actually don’t know (at least not yet). What I DO know is that I won’t settle for anything less than challenging my full potential (and for that, I am aiming high). Fear of failure will not be a barrier in my pursuit (whatever new challenge that may be). When I look back at the checklist of goals I have achieved over the years, I realize one important consideration that helped me persist: I do not let the fear of failure cripple me; instead I fear not trying or actualizing my potential. I think many people think they need to be perfectly ready to face a challenge; but what I know to be true is that overcoming the fear and trying anyway is a huge part of the challenge in the first place (and often one of the most satisfying rewards once the goal is met). Overcome YOUR fear (of failure/ not being ready/ not being enough/ etc.) and move forward to achieving YOUR goals. Fear of failure derives from various causes. One such cause is having unsupportive or critical parents. Someone routinely undermined or humiliated in childhood, carries those negative feelings into adulthood. Risks feel ultra-high stakes because the ego is afraid that failing at something means they themselves ARE a failure. Another source is experiencing a traumatic event in your life. As a child, I almost drowned swimming when I was younger, and my mom had to jump in and save me. I carried that fear ever since. When I was 45, I taught myself to swim from videos on YouTube while training for my first sprint tri. And if I am honest, that fear still challenges me; however, I still jump in. When we try anyway, we get better and push the boundaries for our potential. Now my focus is on not having a panic attack in an open-water-ocean swim without a wetsuit. If I hadn’t faced my fear at 45 and learned to swim in a shallow pool with floaties… I wouldn’t have actualized my potential as an Ironman World Champion athlete. I don’t say that to tout a fancy title, but rather to show how far we can push ourselves if we are honest, vulnerable, and attempt to overcome despite fear being present. It's impossible to go through life without experiencing some kind of failure (Some of us more than others). Those who live so far in the safety of their comfort zone don’t go far. Put simply, they're not really living at all. But the wonderful thing about failure is that it's entirely up to us to decide how to look at it. And perspective is everything. We can choose to see failure as "the end of the world," or proof of just how inadequate we are. OR we can look at failure as the incredible learning experience that it often is. Every time we fail at something, we can choose to look for the lesson we're meant to learn. These lessons are very important; they're how we grow, and how we keep from making that same mistake again. Failures stop us only if we let them. Think of the opportunities you'll miss if you let your failures stop you. Failure can help you discover how strong you are. For example, If I would have allowed failure to stop me, I would have never graduated from college. When I graduated from high school, I had a second-grade reading level. It took me ten years to graduate from college. There were basic classes in math and reading I had to take THREE Times because I failed the first two times. But I persisted, tried again, and worked hard… and graduated. Failing at something can help you discover your potential or help you find unexpected motivation to succeed. Often, valuable insights come only after a failure. Accepting and learning from those insights is key to succeeding in life. It's important to realize that in everything we do, there's always a chance that we'll fail. Accepting that chance, and embracing it, is not only courageous, but it also gives us a fuller, more rewarding life. If you’re someone who fears failure or you’re trying to navigate a challenge and what to check in on how to minimize fear impeding your process, let me share some of the strategies I have utilized to help me overcome fear of failing: · Positive thinking: “Once you replace negative thoughts with positive ones, you’ll start having positive results” -Willie Nelson · Power of Spoken word: Speak " out loud" life, encouragement, and confidence into your situation when times get hard (counterpunch your fear with the spoken word!) · Explore/Accept the worst-case scenario: “The sooner you look at the big picture, the faster you can move forward” - Stephanie Gassman · Have a Plan B: If you’re afraid of failing at something, having a "Plan B" in place can help you feel more confident about moving forward. My personal Plan B is "if I fail, I will learn from it and try again.” · Visualization: Create the vision of what you want to achieve and lean into that picture as if it has already happened. Stop. Living. in. Fear. Start by setting a goal. The goal should be slightly–but not overwhelmingly–challenging. Think of these goals as “small wins" that are designed to help boost your confidence. For example, if you’ve been afraid to do an open water swim, just get in the open water and move around. Get comfortable being in the water and after a while start swimming with a wet suit and then eventually transition to just a bathing suit. Or imagine that you've dreamed of returning to school to get that degree you have always wanted but you're convinced that you're not smart enough. Set a goal to talk with a school counselor or admissions officer to see what's required for admission. Try to make your goals tiny steps on the route to much bigger goals. Don't focus on the end picture alone (you might vizualize it but you need to be present on the journey and where you are). So instead of just focusing on doing the Ironman or graduating with a degree, just focus on the next step: getting into the water or talking to an admissions officer. That's it. Taking one small step at a time will help build your confidence, keep you moving forward, and prevent you from getting overwhelmed with the vision of your final goal (or the fear that you might fail at achieving it). “I WILL NEVER QUIT! IF YOU QUIT YOU ARE DONE! I WILL PERSEVERE AND THRIVE THROUGH ADVERSITY! BEING FEARLESS IS HAVING LOTS OF FEAR AND JUMPING IN ANYWAY! THOSE WHO DO NOT JUMP WILL NEVER FLY” -LEENA ALMASHAT  It always seems impossible until it’s Done. – Nelson Mandela
I quickly became overwhelmed when I arrived in Kona. Here I was with over 2000 of the best ultra-athlete females in the WORLD… and they looked the part. These women were strong, healthy, and fierce. I felt as though I did not fit in. I soon remembered the words from my friend Charlie, who told me while training for my first Ironman, “there will be 2000 people there and 2000 different ways of getting there (and across the finish line).” I knew in my heart, I worked my whole life to put my feet at THIS start line; all my past abuse, pain, struggles, determination and hard work formed the puzzle pieces that made my journey unique to me. And I was ready to embrace it. My two greatest obstacles ahead of Ironman World Championship were the swim and my inability to sleep. To help me navigate the former, I completed two practice swims with my friend Brandy prior to the Ironman. Brandy was helpful and supportive; however, I still struggled to shake the anxiety. As for sleep, I settled with 3-4 hours of rest per night and believe it was married to time change and nerves. On the morning of Ironman, I woke early to eat breakfast and head to the transition with Brandy to ready my bike. I received a supportive message from Charlie, who reminded me that I have the opportunity to participate in the Kona World Championship, and that was a dream held by many and I ought to embrace it. This was the energy I needed, and I felt ready to go and experience it all! The Swim: 1:43:26 The swim is a 2.4-mile out-and-back in Kailua Bay, where you swim 100 yards out to buoys that mark an “imaginary start line” in the water, tread water for a couple minutes with your group, and then begin swimming at the gun start. My plan was to take the swim slow, stay calm, and survive. As I swam, I heard Brandy’s words of encouragement, “slow is smooth and smooth is fast.” These words and my attention on just getting to the next buoy aided me in keeping calm as I progressed in the water. When I stood up to exit the swim, I had a massive cramp in my calf muscle. Fortunately, a kind volunteer held me up and reminded me to relax until it passed (ever grateful for the support of amazing volunteers). T1: 7:56 I stopped at the hoses to rinse off the salt water and then headed to the change tent, which was very chaotic. I grabbed my bike bag and got my socks, shoes, helmet, and glasses on. Then I was off to get my bike and hit the road. The Bike: 7:00:06 The course takes you through town on a short loop, then up Palani Hill and onto the “Queen K” highway, where you bike out to mile 60 at Hawi and then back to town for a total of 112 miles. At mile 59, I stopped for my lunch break. Unfortunately, my lunch was hot from sitting on the black cement in the heat all day. I ate my warm sandwich and enjoyed my nutter butters. I also took some time to say thank you to the volunteers. After lunch, I headed to the transition. I truly enjoyed the scenic ride with my new friends. T2: 11:18 I took my time in T2 to make sure I was comfortable. I changed my socks and put on shoes, my race belt, and hat. I stopped by the porta potties before heading out of the tent and began my run. The Run: 4:42:06 As I headed out on the run, I stopped to ask my friend Steve what my swim time was; I don’t use a watch and was unsure if I had made the cut off. He assured me that I had plenty of time, so off I went! I was very tired from not sleeping all week, so my goal was to take it easy and Finish. I really enjoyed the first 7 miles in town; the views were scenic, and the crowd enthusiastic and a provided a great boost. At mile 8, there is a climb up Palani Hill and onto the Queen K where there was no crowd support, and it was less scenic. Around 6pm it became very dark and desolate. I turned on my head lamp and tried to stay focused on the white lines on the road. I felt very warm on the run and sweated throughout the 26.2 miles which is rare for me. I did not feel like eating so I just stayed hydrated and moved towards the finish. When I finally came back down Palani at mile 25, I could hear the roaring of the crowds, and I started to get excited because I knew that I was going to cross the finish line. I picked up the pace for a smiling sprint down the finish chute. The crowd was roaring, the lights were bright, and as I crossed the finish line. I heard those magic words: “Pollyann Keller, YOU ARE AN IRONMAN!” Then found a private spot for a quick prayer of gratitude. Finish: 13:44:51 The 2023 IRONMAN World Championship was not my fastest or best Ironman experience, but it represented the potential I had inside me that I hadn’t realized: I, Pollyann Keller, am an athlete that DESERVED to be at the world championship. With God, hard work, and determination ALL THINGS ARE POSSIBLE! I want to close with gratitude. Gratitude for this day, everyone who helped me along the way, race organizers & volunteers. A special thanks to my friend and supporter, Ron Gurley who told me 6 years ago that he believed in me and that I could be an Ironman (well before I knew I could myself). And thanks to my friends Stacy, Charlie, and Kelly who helped push me along the way with their words of inspiration. I couldn’t forget my amazing teammates Brandy, Emilia, and Carey, who made this trip so special. Brandy was by my side until the end and even put my bike together and aired my tires. And Steve, who I give my biggest thanks and all my love (I ever appreciate his cheerleading and the financial support to make experiences like this possible)! "There is nothing impossible to him who will try." -Alexander the Great  “It always seems impossible until it’s done.” -Nelson Mandela
When I was preparing for Ironman Louisville, I spoke to a man who shared that he has completed TEN full Ironman's. I remember walking away, amazed and thinking "Whoa, that doesn’t even seem possible…" Now here I am in 2023 one week after completing my own 10th Ironman. It is amazing to realize that not only is completing ten Ironman’s possible. But it is possible for me, Pollyann, a 50-year-old woman! No coaches, no nutritionist… just God, hard work, and determination. Two weeks ahead of my 10th Ironman, I had severe tooth pain. My tooth was infected, and I was given antibiotics and sent to a specialist to try to save the tooth. Unfortunately, the tooth needed to be extracted. My appointment is scheduled for later this month. I was given another prescription of antibiotics in case the tooth pain returned while I was in Canada. Off I went along with Glenn, Stacy, Brandy and our Sherpa Marty. I felt Great Thursday and Friday, however early Saturday I started to feel tooth pain and by Saturday night it was worse. I hoped to avoid the antibiotics (and the diarrhea that accompanies taking them) and took ibuprofen with me the day of the Ironman. Overall, I am beyond happy and satisfied for this extraordinary experience at this magical race venue in Mont Tremblant, Quebec, Canada. The race didn’t go exactly as I wanted; but life rarely ever does. I am proud that I did something not many people can say they’ve done, and I am grateful for every moment of the experience I had! RACE DAY!!: My alarm went off at 3:30am. I filled up on coffee and breakfast before heading to the swim start at 6:10am. We walked to the transition to drop our bags and prepare our bikes and then off to the swim start. Stacy and I got in line for the swim start on the Lac Tremblant beachfront then we nervously awaited our swim to start. I had three panic attacks at my last Full Ironman in June so I was a bit nervous. Swim — 2.4 miles, 1:41:49 After a 30-minute wait it was my turn to jump ( ok walk) into the water. With a quick prayer for the strength to perform to my physical capabilities, I was in the water with 1400 other swimmers. The swim was a single loop, 1+ miles out, small swim crossways, then 1+ miles back. I quickly had a panic attack and found a kayak to rest on to get my heart rate down. I spent 5 minutes allowing the swimmers to pass and then made another attempt. I was slow and steady, but making progress nonetheless. I stayed to the outside to avoid the clutter. There was a long shallow cold stretch leading to the exit, which left me shivering as I exited the swim. I had the “stripper” help me with taking off the wetsuit and took a short walk to T1. T1–12:02 I entered the transition tent and I was still shivering. The volunteer asked me to go to medical, but I declined. I agreed to sit for a few minutes and to try and warm my body before heading out to the bike. I put on cleats, helmet and a jacket and off I went. Bike — 112 miles; 7:28:21 The course is two hilly, scenic loops. I was having a rough start. I was still shivering; my tooth was hurting and I was not mentally in a good place. I stopped at the first water stop. I refueled, used the restroom, and gave myself a pep talk. “Embrace the day and enjoy the views” I told myself. “Just keep moving…. Pain is temporary, Quitting is forever!” I got back on my bike and made the conscious choice to take it all in. I thoroughly enjoyed the hilly bike route. I stopped at 56 to have lunch (sandwich, pretzels and of course nutter butters) and talked with volunteers for about 15 minutes and then I was off to finish the second half. The second half was hotter and had more wind. My bike bag broke off my bike about mile 60. I stopped and tried to get it back on, but the strap was broken, so I gave it to a volunteer and told them there was a tube inside if they saw someone in need. I finished the 112 miles however; my tooth was really hurting now, so I knew I needed to take it easy on the run. T2–7:48 As I was leaving T2, I saw Marty. I told him I was not feeling well, and I was going to take it easy on the run. He said, “take your time I AM HERE FOR YOU and will be here until you finish”. Those words brought tears to my eyes. When you don’t feel well and you’re struggling nothing feels greater than knowing you have a support person cheering you on until the end! ·Run — 26.2 miles, 4:39:59 The run is two S-loops with a couple small hills, and thick forest scenery the whole way. Portions of the run even had beautiful lakefront views.I took it slow and easy as I told Marty I would. My only goal was to finish strong. I enjoyed the scenic 26.2 miles while meeting some new friends along the way. I ran the final uphill, and took off toward the finish. Adrenaline from the crowd was SURGING. As I began the final downhill, I was able to get a high five from the team, Brandy, Glenn, Marty and Stacy. Just meters from the finish chute now, I extended my arms wide, as if embracing the finish line and heard “Pollyann Keller, you are an IRONMAN.” In celebration, I found a private spot to say a quick prayer of gratitude. Finish time 14:09: In closing I want to express how grateful I am for this day, and everyone who helped me along the way. Thank you to the race organizers & volunteers. Thank you to my friends & fellow triathletes who got me into the sport and helped push me throughout the experience. Thanks to my amazing teammates: Stacy, Glenn and Brandy. A special thanks to my Sherpa Marty for being by my side until the end. And biggest thanks to my husband, Steve, for being my biggest supporter and cheerleader, I love you! The next day I went to the awards ceremony because our Friend Brandy had qualified for Kona and we wanted to be there to cheer her on. Not only did Brandy qualify… but I also qualified for Kona (turning 50 pushed me into a new age bracket). When I first heard of someone finishing ten Ironman races, I thought it was impossible. But I tried, persisted even with challenges (an infected tooth), and now I am reminding you too that, “There is nothing impossible to him who will try.” -Alexander the Great  I was a little anxious about going on RAGBRAI because I didn’t really know what to expect, but I was also very excited for a new adventure. While I have done back-to-back rides such as the MS150--which is 100 miles on the first day and 50 on the second-- I have never done 7 days of back-to-back rides. I didn't know what that timeline looked or felt like, but I was ready to embrace it.
Day 1 I woke up early and was ready to GO! Four of us got ready, loaded the trailer for our driver and then set out on our adventure. We split up early due to the mass amount of people. I embraced the day, took it all in, made new friends and thoroughly enjoyed the 77 miles. After the ride and lunch, I made it to the RV only to find out one of our riders had wrecked and was in the hospital. Fortunately, he would be okay but unfortunately, he could not go on. We spent the evening finding his bike so we could return it to him before moving on to the next town. Day 2 Lacy and I set out early. I had an absolute blast with all my new friends. I finished 62 miles feeling strong. After the ride, we met up at the RV, had a nice sit-down dinner and explored the convention. It was a fun day! Day 3 Lacy, Ken and I set out early. Another great day of riding. You could choose the 80-mile route or the 100 mile. Of course, I chose the 100! I did stop at mile 80 for a brisket sandwich and some live music before I headed back to the RV. We had a nice dinner and called it a night. Day 4 Lacy and I were up early and ready for our easiest day of the week. This day I took it easy, spun my legs out and enjoyed talking with my new friends I met along the way. We got done early so we went and ate while we were waiting for the RV to arrive. This night was the big concert we had been waiting for, Lynyrd Skynyrd. We went and it was an EPIC night. Day 5 I was up early and feeling strong. I knew it would be a hot & hilly day, and it was. I took my time, enjoyed my new friends and finished 90 miles. That evening, we went to a nice a restaurant in town where you cooked your own meat and it hit the spot. I enjoyed the company and had a lot of laughs that night--fun time had by all. Day 6 I was on my own this morning. I knew it would be hot and hilly, so I wanted to get an early start. I was still feeling strong and blissful. This was my favorite ride of the week. I spent a lot of time in Amana. Around mile 60 I took a break to have a brat & beer while listening to some good German music with my new friends. 85 more miles done. This evening the storms rolled in, so we hung out in the RV and just enjoyed each other’s company. Day 7 I was on my own again this morning. It was a hot day and I had to conquer the last 75 miles, which I did!!! Mission Accomplished. I received my award, put my tire in the river and then went to hang out with the gang to celebrate our achievement. The activity of pedaling a bicycle wasn’t the main attraction of this event for me. I’ve always maintained that the act of cycling many miles is only exercise, no different than jogging on a treadmill or swimming laps in a pool. But what makes it so special--and so addicting--are the bonds that are formed with the people while participating. RAGBRAI gave me that opportunity and I am so grateful for this EPIC experience. Thank you, Lacy, Ken, Amanda, Terry for taking such good care of me and letting me be part of the team. So many great conversations, laughs, good music, food and 539 miles of riding. I HAD A BLAST. "THE PURPOSE OF LIFE, AFTER ALL, IS TO LIVE IT. TO TASTE EXPERIENCE TO THE UTMOST. TO REACH OUT EAGERLY AND WITHOUT FEAR FOR A NEW AND RICHER EXPERIENCE." -Eleanor Roosevelt  Happy Half Century to me! I had many moments in those years where I questioned if I would make it to celebrate such a milestone. At age seven, I was living in an abusive home and didn’t know how I would make it another minute. When I was nine, I lived in an abusive foster home and did not want to live another minute. At age twelve, I was living in a crack house with my father and other addicts. During these early years, I was able to hold on because of my grandmother and to protect my precious younger siblings.
As a teenager, I was suicidal. At sixteen I attempted to take my life, but I know in my heart God had other plans for me and intervened. By 22, I was twice divorced. One divorce was abusive and actually ended in a court martial. To say it plainly, my life was not a walk in the park. I share all of the above because I NEVER thought I would make it here, to age 50. But not only did I make it, I am thriving spiritually, emotionally, and physically! I recently celebrated 26 years of marriage to the most wonderful man. Even when we struggled, he brought love and joy to my life. Steve and I raised three incredible children, and two precious granddaughters. My heart is full. I feel as though 2023 has been a year-long celebration. A marathon in Germany to celebrate my marriage; a full-Ironman in Austria to celebrate me; and a week in Oregon to celebrate my family. In the next few weeks, I will be doing a 500-mile bike ride across Iowa, and in August I will be participating in my 10th Full Ironman. I am strong, fearless, and ready to embrace the next chapter of my life. I want to leave you with 50 lessons (one for each year around the sun) that I have contemplated over this past year. May mine inspire you or motivate you to consider your own. 1. The impossible becomes possible as soon as we totally surrender. 2. You must attempt to do the thing you think you cannot do. 3. Comfort is a waste of potential. 4. If you master the mind, you can master anything. 5. The opposite of growing is dying. 6. Sometimes our fears (and even our love) can blind us. 7. Accept your past without regret, handle your present with confidence & face your future without fear. 8. In the game of life death always wins. I choose how I play. 9. Learn how to recover from falling by failing. 10. Love yourself unconditionally and be yourself fearlessly. 11. If and when I notice negative thoughts creeping in, allow them to pass through with acceptance and without judgment. 12. You can run any distance, including the distance you once believed was impossible. 13. Your mind has to tell your body who is in charge. 14. Life is like a roller coaster, it has ups and downs. But it is your choice to scream or enjoy the ride. 15. Move well, move strong, move more, move fast. 16. Live Free or Die. 17. Reflect, Release, Reset. 18. It doesn’t matter how slow you go as long as you don’t stop. 19. I am not what happened to me. I am who I have chosen to become. 20. The more I let go, the more I have. 21. When the mountain seems too steep, think about what the view will look like on the peak. 22. Your body hears what you're thinking. 23. Live a quiet life in a world of noise. 24. Accept the hard as a pathway to peace. 25. Don’t miss the goodness of the day. 26. Keep Going! 27. Surf the waves of life. 28. If you have no joy, what is the purpose of living a long life? 29. Every storm runs out of rain. 30. Don’t move forward with fear… move forward with curiosity. 31. Never allow your past to create roadblocks to your future. 32. Healed or walking wounded? Your choice…. 33. Opposite of growing is dying. 34. Stay in the game. 35. Do the next best thing. 36. Turn your wounds into a gift for society. 37. Suffering does not destroy faith, it refines it. 38. Immerse yourself in prayer. 39. Words have Power. 40. Life is a summary of your choices. 41. Be with someone who motives you to do better in life. 42. You are Worthy! 43. Feelings are not facts. 44. I survived trauma, I can survive recovery. 45. Be bold! 46. If trauma can be passed down through generations, then so can healing. 47. I have survived too many storms to be bothered by the raindrops. 48. You won't have inner peace until you give up the war against the world. 49. Just because your past is painful does not mean your future will not be miraculous . 50. This world is not my home; I am just passing through... Now that the “big” day has passed. I am excited to embrace the prospects of growth that await me in the year (and half century) to come.  The morning of July 3rd Jake, Sierra, Steve and I flew to Portland and met our oldest daughter, Liz. We then went to have a delicious breakfast (cornmeal pancakes with blueberries) and did some sight-seeing.
We checked into the hotel and met Aaron (Sierra’s boyfriend) and later met my uncle and cousin for dinner (still full from breakfast, I optioned for chicken salad). It was a great day! We called it an early night knowing we had to get up at 4am for a 6am marathon start. At 11pm the fire alarm started chirping. We called the lobby and they sent someone with a battery replacement. One hour later the chirping starts again. We ultimately moved rooms around 1 am and our long night included a short amount of sleep. By 5 am we were off to Sauvie Island for The Foot Traffic Flat Marathon. Jake, Sierra, and my Uncle Rolf ran the 5k. Aaron, my uncle John, and cousin Kelsey ran the half marathon, and I ran the full marathon. I was unsure how the marathon was going to go because I had just finished a full Ironman two weeks prior and unsure how (or even if) my body had completely healed. I also knew it was going to be a high of 97 degrees that day. Once the marathon started, I made it my goal to get as far as I could before the heat picked up. The views were beautiful: the river on one side and farmland on the other. I had a 1:49 half marathon. I was feeling strong, but my quads were getting tight. I was drinking a lot of water anticipating the coming heat. While hydrating would aid in protection from overheating, I needed to stop at rest stations frequently. At mile 20 my quads had completely cramped, so I started to do a 10-minute run and 1 min walk to give them rest. I finished Strong with a 3:58:10 finish and 2nd in my age group. What an amazing way to start my 50th year around the sun. Feeling strong, healthy and with a 3:58 marathon finish time. Let the Birthday celebration begin! We all met for lunch after the marathon at a floating dock restaurant with amazing views to kick off my celebration. We laughed and shared stories from the good ole days. The kids, Steve and I then went to Liz’s where she hosted an amazing 50th birthday bash with the grandkids. I can’t imagine a better way to celebrate! Steve and I spent the rest of the week in Salem and on the Oregon coast with our children and grandchildren. The week was filled with a lot of fun, laughter, hiking, time at ocean shores and of course yummy food. I cannot think of a better way to celebrate half-a-century on this earth: a challenge, good food, and most importantly incredible company.  Being a Sherpa is an enormous responsibility and when your athlete is your wife, there is no room for error. Your athlete needs your logistical support and more importantly, your emotional support. The role as a sherpa is filled with plenty of excitement as well as monotonous down time, but the rewarding feeling you get when your athlete crosses the finish line, makes every minute worth it.
With this trip being overseas, there was the unique stressor of having to transport the athletes’ bike via commercial air. What could go wrong? No bike, no Ironman. Throughout all three plane connections, it was my responsibility to comfort my athlete and assure her everything would be okay, even though I knew the baggage handlers didn’t share my concern. In the end, the bike made it safely and all was good, or so I thought… Once we arrived in Klagenfurt, we settled in our room, but that’s when I noticed my athlete was beginning to show dreadful signs of hanger. This means nothing will be enjoyable until her hunger is satisfied. Her eyes go from blue to red and small little horns begin to sprout from each side of her temples. We found a hole-in-the-wall Doner place, and we dined like starving animals. We left and suddenly my athlete was appreciating everything about the town of Klagenfurt. We spent the next day touring and had an amazing time in this beautiful town. Then it was the highly anticipated and eventful day we had been waiting for, race day. We got to the start, and I know my athlete struggles with the open water swim so, I kissed her and watched her leave for the water. I was following her progress on the Ironman app tracker. After 45 minutes of tracking, she appeared to be progressing well, so I took the opportunity to grab some breakfast back at the hotel. As I was eating my breakfast, I noticed the tracker froze at the finishing point of the swim 40 minutes sooner than she has ever finished in past. In that moment, I knew something was off and I needed to ditch my breakfast to run 1.5 miles back to the race to check on my athlete. As I ran back and arrived at the race, my athlete was still in the same location on the app tracker, but nowhere in sight. As a reminder, this race is in a foreign country and nearly nobody spoke English. As I am running around like a chicken with its head cut off, panic begins to rise as worse case scenarios begin to run through my head. I continued the search for my missing wife. Next thing I knew, I saw an ambulance coming from the swim out and had no doubt it was carrying my wife. This was hands down one of the most helpless moments of my life. Tears welling, I thought my wife drowned. Watching the riders come on to the course and fearing the worst, I hear “STEVEN I’M COLD!” as my athlete rode past me on her bike. WTH! It was the best sound I have ever heard! Turns out, there was just a glitch in the tracking app and my athlete was alive and well. Lesson learned: DO NOT trust the Ironman tracking app. I went back to the hotel and decided to go for a run and get my head together. Just a short run to break a sweat and then get back to the IM. Or so I thought. At about mile 3 I realized I was totally lost with no water, no phone and no one to ask for help. Trying to retrace my route back to the hotel, I realized I was hopelessly lost. It was heating up and I knew this could get ugly. Every house and street looked the same and realized I’m screwed. At mile 7, I happened to see a city bus about a mile away. This could be my saving grace. I ran to where the bus drove by and looked to my right and there was my hotel! Praise Jesus! Headed back to the IM venue to see my athlete begin her run. I found a bench to sit and eat dinner while waiting for my athlete to begin the run. Enjoying my brat and beer I began to relax. My athlete came out and I gave her a kiss and yelled “RUN ALTER FRAU!” (Run Old Woman!) I cracked myself up and the locals laughed also. Probably thinking stupid American. My athlete was safely on the running course, so I returned to my cold beer and brat. Several minutes later I hear some commotion and look to my left to see an athlete full on laid out on his back. I observed serval people come up to him and ask in German what I think is “are you ok?” I saw him nod. Pretty soon everyone leaves, and I see him alone. I have been to many IM’s and have done some myself. I knew an athlete on his back is not a good thing. I left my bench and went over and asked him if he was ok. He was bilingual, thank God. He indicated he was fine, but I knew he wasn’t. He had a rapid heart rate, and was cold, clammy and confused. I knew he was done for and needed medical attention. Volunteers showed up but were not equipped to help except for providing some cups of ice. 45 minutes later, the medics showed up and transported the athlete. He thanked me and I returned to my now warm beer and cold brat. I then began a plan to video my athlete coming across the finish line and the post-race nutrition options. She finished and I was able to get a decent video of her 9th full IM. At the athletes tent she came out complaining about the food. Knowing my athlete, I had an amazing dinner planned. I told her “I got you.” We made our way to the brats and beer. She loved it! After she dined on some real food, we had some time to talk. She discussed her race for several minutes and then I shared my day with her. While I described my experience that I thought she had drowned, it hit me. I could tell she was shocked by my tears, and I couldn’t explain it. I love her so much and my emotions just took over. She hugged me and it felt good. Our trip was amazing, and I love my athlete.  After a long day of travel, Steve and I arrived in Austria Thursday afternoon. Once we checked into our hotel, we walked downtown to get something to eat and do some sight-seeing in the beautiful city of Klagenfurt. We were both very hangry and stumbled upon place called King of the Doner. It was a hole in the wall, but we feasted on an amazing Doner and shared a cold beer. Feeling much better, we then walked back and called it a night.
Friday morning, we picked up my Ironman registration packet. Once we did that, we boarded a steamboat and spent the day sight-seeing. We could get off and, on the boat, to explore the different towns. We avoided a torrential down pour and ended up at a car show on one of the stops. Lambos, Rolls Royce’s, and other cars that cost ten times the value of our house. People watching was in full force in this beautiful town. We laughed and it was a marvelous day!! Saturday, we were fighting jet lag and got an early start downtown to explore. We walked into the local market that was packed with people shopping for food and other local products. We were in Heaven! Fresh fruit, cheeses, meats and everything Austria. I took advantage of the opportunity to carb load on fresh baked goods. After lunch we took my bike to be checked in and drop off my bags. We spent the afternoon at the lake, reviewing the course. That evening I took it easy however, I could not sleep (Jet lag). I fell asleep around midnight only to wake up at 2am with a migraine. I took some migraine pills and went back to sleep till my alarm went off at 4am for the 4:45am pick up to the start. When I arrived at the start, I put my sleeveless wetsuit on, gave Steve a kiss and got in line for the swim. While in line all I saw were extremely fit athletes who were all wearing a long sleeve wet suit (should have been a clue). On the public address system, I heard them say that only 13% of the athletes at the sold-out event were female. I was feeling good about myself. After about a 45-minute wait, it was my time to get in the water. I was feeling confident until I started the swim and had a panic attack. I had to doggie paddle to the kayak and take some time and get my heart rate down. After a few minutes, I tried again only to have another panic attack, so I had to doggie paddle to another kayak and take another break to get my heart rate down (this time taking a little longer). I was able to start again, only to have another panic attack. By this time the medics told me I should call it a day. I told them that I am struggling but I have completed 8 other Full Ironman’s and to please give me another chance and they did. I started very slowly. Focused on my breathing. I was moving very slow, but I was making process. I was shivering from being so cold. Unsure if I was going to make the cut off time, I was determined to keep going and give it my best. I finished the 2.4-mile swim-1:54:14 (slowest time ever but I made it). Once out of the water I was shivering so violently the medical staff took me to the side and gave me a Myler blanket, checked me out and sent me to transition. At the transition I was still shivering. The staff wrapped me in blankets and told me I could not go on until the shivering slowed down. Once the shivering calmed down, they allowed me to proceed on my bike. Transition 1-15:02. I made it to start line of the bike start only to get stopped by a volunteer. I was asked where my bib was. I told them it was in the run bag. They informed me that I should be wearing it. They hesitantly let me go…. I was still shivering but I knew I would warm up quickly because it was going to be a warm day. Because I was one of the last people out of the water, I was alone on the bike. There were no other riders in sight, and it was Glorious! The views were spectacular, and I was able to take my time and enjoy it! Along the route the locals were out cheering for ME! I was taking it all in and loving it. Halfway I stopped and took my lunch break. After eating, I took my nutter butters to snack on and went on my way. At mile 63 there was a man pulled over who looked overwhelmed. I stopped to ask if he needed any assistance. He did not speak English, so I offered him a nutter butter and smile. He hesitantly took the cookie and returned the smile. Off we went. I absolutely LOVED the bike portion of the Ironman! I took my time and savored the sights! I finished the 112-mile bike ride 7:34:01. I took my time at transition number 2, eating my sandwich prepared for my run and then I was off. Transition 2-8:39. onto the marathon. I was tired and I knew my finish time was going to be slow, so I decided to do a jog and enjoy the sights. During the first loop I saw Steve and he asked if I picked up a bracelet? I said no. He said I had to go back and pick one up (not far) and then pick up another on the second loop. So grateful my sherpa was there when I need him. He then shouted “RUN ALTER FRAU!! (OLD WOMAN in German) in front of a crowded outdoor restaurant. He gave them all a good laugh. My sherpa comes with a sense of humor. At least he thinks he is funny. I moved forward, took my time, and made some new friends! Finished the 26.2 mile run 4:51:04. The finish line was a great celebration! So Fun! Best of all Steve was waiting with open arms at the end! My training for this Ironman was very minimal due to life and sickness and I physically paid the price. This was my slowest Ironman (by almost an hour), but I have absolutely no regrets! I FINISHED! I EMBRACED the Day! It was SPECTACULAR! Finish Time 14:42: 59. It doesn’t matter how slow you go as long as you don’t stop! Steve and I flew to Vienna the morning after the Ironman. Spent 3 days exploring and we had a great time. We loved the experience and the friendly people Austria. |
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