Race Week! Kona ’13

It’s taken me a while to get to writing about Kona. For one, I have been swamped with this temporary duty that the Air Force sent me to in order to get me all trained up to be the best public affairs officer that I can be. I forgot how tiring school is! Sitting in a chair for 8 hours a day tires me out more than running around the office back at work all day. Then there’s homework…yuck..who likes homework. Just let me go run a marathon instead. But seriously. I’m sure some of you agree.

Secondly I think I have still just been in shock from the whole experience and the result. It’s still not real life.

Flashback to the 4 days I got to spend in Kona leading up to the race-it was a huge blur of mood swings, friends, dad, underwear, free schwag, coffee, tanning, more coffee, starburst candy corn, Liz, more mood swings, dad, alcohol, and maybe a little training in there.

Obviously I had a strong firm grip on my race prep and life in general that week.

In all seriousness though it was the greatest week of my life. Pretty sure I said that in 2012 Kona as well. It’s just an amazing experience and the energies around you during the week are indescribable. You wonder if walking around in the heat literally all day at the expo is going to tire you out for the race…but you do it anyways because it’s just SO COOL. I got to meet Chrissie Wellington, my hero, she signed my shoes! I got to look at all the beautiful new technology that has come into the world of triathlon (those sunglasses that display a bike computer while you ride are crazy looking.) And finally I got to hear some pretty impressive athletes speak at some of their sponsors tents. It’s nice to know that they are normal people like us. Just way faster. 😉

I know that most athletes blog about their pre race prep, their nutrition, what they do down to the littlest thing to prepare during race week. I could do that, but it would greatly disappoint most of you. It would also lower my image of seeming to know what I’m doing.

In short, my dad is my lifeline during race week. I will do a separate post with my personal pre race prep, but just know that my dad is the mechanic and the brains behind me.

My prep that I prefer to talk about, the prep that I’ll never forget, are the people who prepped me. My amazing friend Liz planned for almost 8 months how she was going to make this whole trip work so that she could help me out. She flew to Hawaii with me, booked the same flight, used her own leave days from the Air Force, dealt with my moodiness all week, fed me healthy food, made sure I stretched and rolled and got sleep, and in general just was more than I could ever dream of or ask for. Without her, I would’ve been tripping over my bike box and struggling to check into hotels and rent cars all on my own, like 2012 Kona had been.

My friends from the Academy, Kayla and Alexa, flew over from Hickam Air Force base to see me as well. I’ve never seen better fans. They made the funniest Miley Cyrus spoof signs to cheer with they followed me around the expo, they were eager to learn every little thing about triathlon in 2 short days that they could. They understood that I had to go to bed early and didn’t make fun of my old-lady-habits.

I have found that the friends I made at the Academy are the best people I will ever meet in my life.

All of the great people around me just made race week fly by and a lot less stressful. Heck, I sometimes forgot I had an ironman on Saturday because I was having so much fun. But, Friday night did come. And all too quickly!

Can’t wait to post my actual race experience, I’m going to make sure I fill it with lots of gruesome details :0


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