As the title suggests, 2018 was one heck of a year jam-packed with PUPPIES! ACTION! MULLETS! TRIATHLONING! PHYSICAL THERAPYING! ADVENTURE! NEW FRIENDS! OLD FRIENDS! INJURIES! EAST COAST! WEST COAST! SPEEDOS! HAPPY TIMES! SAD TIMES! PEANUT BUTTER!
Blah, blah, blah I do triathlons and stuff… but I know what the people really want to hear about. They want puppies. And if you don´t want puppies: 1) feel free to scroll down past these pictures, and 2) what the hell is wrong with you?
2018 brought me two of the cutest pups I’ve ever seen. My friend’s puppy Lionel and my sister’s brand new pup Rosie. There´s nothing funny to be said here… they´re just really cute:
Lionel: one of the dudes
Rosie: so cute I want to throw up
ACTION! MULLETS! SPEEDOS!
Moving out east to turn pro and live and train with a group of great dudes and dudettes this summer under coach James was the best decision of 2018. We got a taste of what a daily training environment surrounded by teammates who push each other and have fun can do. It makes you better. We´re a rag tag bunch that doesn’t give a shit if your socks don´t match your cycling kit (well, most of us)… all we care about is mashing watts and taking names. And the dudes are now SPONSORED BY SPEEDO. Dreams really do come true. So be prepared for a whole lot more speedo action in 2019.
Triathlon finally took a front seat in my life this year. Here are a few of the highlights:
I got to race a major bucket-list race, Escape from Alcatraz as my last amateur race. Went pretty well before I bonked HARD the last 2 miles and dropped to finish in 3rd. It was a wild ride. Had fun from start to finish. Already plotting to return to Alcatraz to race in the pro field so I can freeze in that water and get sand in my speedo.
My last collegiate nationals was changed to a duathlon, which
was a great opportunity to compete in a different format and style of race sucked, but oh well life goes on. It was super fun meeting some of my Nor’Easter teammates and racing one last time for Mizzou.
After crashing out one year, and finishing in second place 3 years in a row at one of my all time favorite triathlons, I finally won Trizou and set a course record.
I finished in 7th place at my first pro race, the NYC triathlon, fueled by the delicious Hudson River water I drank during the swim. I ripped the bike and came off in 4th, then held on for dear life on the run through central park. One of my favorite races yet.
I managed to graduate in May with my doctorate of physical therapy, and somehow passed boards less than a week after clavicle surgery. I made some of my best friends the past three years at Mizzou in PT school, and still can´t take a shower without the fear of being pranked by them. Being a PT gives me the ability to work part time to be able to put the work in and focus on training as we work towards making some $$$ as a triathlete. Currently in the offseason I´m working contract assignments in cool places and eating rice and beans to pay off the loans ASAP. Which brings me to my next blurb….
In 2018 I lived in the midwest (no coast), the east coast, and the west coast, and got to see a whole lot of America in between. Anna and I have been doing contract work as travel therapists in Seattle, and currently en route to Eureka, CA for the next 13 weeks. Turns out that unlike Iowa there is more than just corn out there. There’s lots of places to open water swim – literally right on my way to work. This spring, we´ll make the 50-hour drive back East to Derry, NH to get back with the team, and see some more new places.
To lose a friend before their time is incredibly sad. We lost our teammate Kipp shortly after the DTE wrapped up this summer. Kipp was THE dude. He was a real friend. Kipp had more than just talent and potential in triathlon; he was ready to do whatever it took to achieve his goals. There hasn’t been a day since that I haven’t thought of him. During a ride or a long swim set I think of the time we all spent together this summer and the stupid shit we did, and regret that we won’t be able to share more of those times with Kipp in the future. We had a lot of happy times in 2018 training and being goofy that I won’t soon forget. I’m really glad I got the chance to know Kipp.
The bike crash that ended my season was just a bump in the road. I stayed positive, and got back to it as quickly as I could. I had a couple really solid months of training this fall after recovering from surgery and healing up. But then, I pulled a grade-A bozo move and got injured while working on a patient. To make a long story short, my pelvis shifted while performing a muscle energy technique, I raced a 10K the next day (ouch), and could hardly walk the following week. Since then, I haven´t been able to run, and I´ve felt like about $18 bucks (as opposed to my usual million bucks). I´d rather the patient just broke my clavicle again and gone through that whole process, since this is so difficult to treat and the healing process has been a challenge. BUT, it’s moving in the right direction, I´m biking and swimming and keeping on. I might have to shift my race schedule and move my season later, but it will all buff out.
Lots of happy times this year. Ready for more happy times, and ready go all in this year.
Next stop… Eureka, CA. Time to go see what these big trees are all about with some training in the land of the Redwoods. YEEeeeEEE!