But to me, it made perfect sense. Ready to break the mold, I laced up my shoes and never looked back. I wasn't anything special, or fast. I just needed to run. I looked forward to track practice in high school. I skipped a class or 2 in college to clear my head while I pounded the pavement. I crossed the finish line of my first marathon 2 weeks before I became an Illini graduate. I've made some lifelong friends and companions in this sport. I joined a community that I can only describe as indescribably wonderful.
And then I crossed over. I took a leap of faith and dumped all my spare money and time into the sport of triathlon. I finished my first triathlon in 2013 with a borrowed wetsuit, a swimsuit, and a pair of running shoes (that also served as biking shoes). Then, I found an old friend and asked her husband to guide me through this sport. He's kinda a big deal, and now a full time coach. 14 months later Mike Reilly called me an Ironman in Madison, Wisconsin. Four Ironman's later, goals have shifted and I'm ready to see where my true potential really lies. I'm excited for the journey, understand that there will be setbacks along the way, and ready to see where my legs can take me. Because personally, I feel like my day is more complete after a..
|a little bike ride...|
|..and a run.|
Join me why don't ya?