5 years in the training.
10 years in the planning.
Tomorrow morning (at 5:30am to be precise) I board a plane to take me in the direction of my Ironman event. It’s an intentionally expanded journey, and includes 10 days in the warm Southern California sunshine to enhance the training, and concludes with the event itself on Saturday, March 6, at Lake Taupo, New Zealand. (Worth noting to remember that NZ is 16 hours ahead of us, so if you wait til 7am on Saturday, March 6 here in the US, I will be just about finishing!)
Last couple of days of training, preparation, and goodbyes has been emotional, exciting, and eventful. Beginning with the process of packing the bike into the case:
11 pieces exactly, to the packing of the crap I’ll need:
to the last dreadful session on the indoor trainer:
to the sad visit to the hospital to say what may be a final goodbye to Jesse’s mom. She was able to tell me to do good on my race – “Not many people do that, you know”. It was the most lucid statement she made the whole visit.
My LA accomodation is a hostel in Santa Monica – I’ve been hosteling since college, and with a return to the lifestyle in New Zealand and Paris in November, for 23 bucks a night, it’s not too bad – right on the beach. I’ll post pics and blog from said location as I complete my final 9 training sessions.
Son Sam begins his Coast-to-Coast New Zealand in 15 hours – it’s a two-day event kayaking, trail running, and road biking across the entire South Island. We’re gonna party like effing rock stars after we get through these races! (AFTER, not IF) If this underacheiving child kept a blog, you could read about his adventures there; instead, you’ll have to get the second-hand recap from here.
I’ll be available by phone til around the 22nd, then by Facebook or email in New Zealand (business goes on as usual – business calls will be forwarded to the highy capable Colt who can schedule your massages as you need them!)
Can’t wait to blog about the oppressive heat in LA and New Zealand!
Best iPod shuffle: Business Time, by Flight of the Conchords
Thanks for reading!
February 11, 2010 at 3:40 am
Good luck, and hoist one for me after you and Sam get done showing the Kiwi’s how us ‘Murricans can ‘get er done!”‘!!
Sorry to hear about Jesse’s mom, I wish the family all the best during this time, I know how difficult it can be …
February 11, 2010 at 11:30 am
Dear Gayle, my sweet sister~
I am so incredibly proud of you and the commitment you have had to this goal. You are an inspiration to everyone who knows you and to many who never will know you personally. I hope I’m packed in your suitcase for the journey–I’d hate to miss it. If you forgot me, you can always draw a new me. I love you, and you know that I will be praying for God to give you the wings of angels to propel you forward in your races, to carry you to New Zealand and home again with a hedge of protection (not a wall of protection, since you’ll surely want to see the beauty of life all around), and to give you peace in the days, minutes, and seconds leading up to the event when you start wigging out again. 🙂 I love you so very much, you know that. I can’t wait to see you when you get home.
February 11, 2010 at 2:52 pm
Have a safe trip, dear. You keep making me jealous, you know.
February 13, 2010 at 5:08 pm
Couldn’t help but think of you last night when I was watching the Olympics Opening Ceremony- you are so much like those athletes- intense training and commitment over years to prepare for an event! Can’t wait to hear about your adventures 🙂
February 15, 2010 at 12:13 am
So, so excited for you and proud of you. You know I have always respected, admired (and envied!) your courage and sense of adventure. I know you will do it!! Sending lots of love and prayers!!