To be fair, this is not really the beginning; that was the spring of 2009. Living in Charlotte, North Carolina as an undergraduate student of architecture, I began a quest to become a “serious” endurance athlete. Beginning on a borrowed bike, I took to the streets and cultivated my passion for a sport which would become deeply meshed in my life. We can all remember that first race (Mine was the “Over the Mountain Triathlon” in King’s Mountain, NC; one of my favorite races, to this day) , the fear of drowning, the exhilaration of crossing the finish line and the massive pain in our legs afterward. This feeling gave me fuel to want to be more than a participant.
Since then, I have raced my way toward the front of the pack and am incredibly thankful for all of the help I’ve received along the way. I’ve been fortunate enough to meet some really great people in this sport and make lasting friendships. My sights are now set on becoming great and being able to give back to a sport that has given me so much. 2013 is going to be a big year, there are very few doubts about this. It will be my first year racing without having my training subject to derailment by graduate school. This will also be the first year where I become more intelligent about the way I train (no more random 3 hour trainer rides!). 2013 also brings the first full iron of my career. More immediately, on November 1, I will embark on 100 days of 100 runs. Running has been my weakness since day 1 and I plan to put enough miles into my legs this offseason to make a dent in that weakness.
On that note, welcome to my blog, feel free to leave comments, encouragement (and some trash talk).