My First 70.3! – Ironman 70.3 Texas

Posted by on Jul 19, 2015 in Laurence's Blog |

May 4, 2015 I, Laurence, just completed my first 70.3. If you told me a year ago I’d do a 70.3 I would have laughed. Now, I can’t wait to do my next one. This race, more than any more than any other, was about believing in my training and the base I had set up since joining Purplepatch half a year ago (crazy!). Not only was I still recovering from my ankle injury (longest I had run was 50 minutes easy) but I had been suffering from bloody diarrhea (for three weeks) and vomiting blood. A trip to the hospital and several antibiotics had me feeling decently well the Sunday before the race and Matt and I decided to just go race and have fun. I was itching to compete! Honestly, the fact that I had been sick and hadn’t been running didn’t daunt me. I have 100% confidence in my coach Matt and I knew that if he believed I could compete then there was absolutely no reason for me not to. Through this past half year I have pushed my body and mind farther than I knew possible – a 5(ish) hour race wouldn’t be a problem. Plus, racing is just so darn fun. Galveston, Texas Galveston is gorgeous and yes, hot and humid. The day before the race there was a Tornado warning and the weather was absolutely insane. I went out running just to have buckets of rain doused onto me 3 minutes in – this storm was no joke. But, it was the perfect excuse to relax indoors and trust in the preparation. I was excited! Race Morning <img src=”http://static1.squarespace.com/static/545feadde4b054a6f865a3aa/t/553fc147e4b064216ad01f28/1430241699985/” alt=”Pre-race” /> Pre-race Race morning came and I was pumped. It was hot and humid (surprise surprise!) and much to my dismay the water temperature was 77 degrees Fahrenheit: the race would be wetsuit illegal. Well, I was totally unprepared for this. Day before (after announcer declares it could be wetsuit illegal): Mom: “Did you hear that? No wetsuit?” Me: “Oh mom, I’m sure the water will cool off over night. I’ll be fine. Everything will work out.” (internally — ummmm…crap, I am totally screwed if it is wetsuit illegal – I do not have a speed suit and my shorts will fall off. Whatever, it will be fine no use worrying now). Day of: Me: (to random dude in-line for porta-pottie) “Do you know the temperature of the water?” Porta-pottie dude: “77. Wetsuit illegal. Lucky for me my speedsuit is 3,000 miles away” Me: “Oh no.” (crap….Crap…CRAP…where is my mom…) Luckily I was in one of the last waves (18 of 21) so my mom (bless her) finagled her way into buying me a speedsuit – it’s the little things in life :). Thank you mom! Swim <img src=”http://static1.squarespace.com/static/545feadde4b054a6f865a3aa/t/5548219be4b0723485e6e985/1430790583414/” alt=”Waiting to enter the water for a brief (4min) warmup” /> Waiting to enter the water...

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Pitfalls of Injury and First Race Back

Posted by on Jul 19, 2015 in Laurence's Blog |

April 1, 2014 Injury is part of every athlete’s journey and I am no exception. We all try hard to prevent it but sometimes there is nothing you can do about it. While at the Kona Training Camp I began to get a bit of a nagging pain in my ankle when I ran. I told Matt immediately knowing that in the past, lack of communication was what caused my injuries to get worse. With the new running form that we had been working on, different muscles were being activated. Since it was a dull ache we decided that this was probably the root cause and we would proceed with caution, monitoring it closely. <img src=”http://static1.squarespace.com/static/545feadde4b054a6f865a3aa/t/551c85c9e4b088e1f80669cb/1427932621331/IMG_20150207_091410282_HDR.jpg” alt=”When injured in Kona you help sag van :)” /> When injured in Kona you help sag van 🙂 Unfortunately, with four days left of camp, it began to hurt on an easy bike ride – time to shut it all down. I stopped running and biking and with the help of Mike Lord we figured it was a ankle bone bruise. Yes, I was demoralized – this year was supposed to be my year of no injury, I wanted to finish camp strong, was this my final sign that I’m not cut out for this sport? Needless to say I returned to San Francisco a bit down on myself. Yes, I was proud of my work in Kona – I had never been pushed so hard in my life – mentally and physically. Everyday I questioned my ability as a triathlete and overcame fears I didn’t even realize I had. The support from all the purplepatch pros, coaches, and support staff kept me alive and ready to go come the next workout. But all of this was overshadowed by the dark cloud of injury. <img src=”http://static1.squarespace.com/static/545feadde4b054a6f865a3aa/t/551c866ce4b0d35570d54581/1427932783292/IMG_20150216_155811023.jpg” alt=”Nothing like little kids to cheer you up!” /> Nothing like little kids to cheer you up! That being said, I had a three week period where I was quite literally dragging my feet. I was exhausted, unmotivated, and just not myself. Luckily Sarah Piampiano, my fellow teammate, saw my struggles and told me the same thing happens to her every year after Kona. She said it sucks but then, one day, my body will recover and I’ll bounce back stronger than ever.  It was SUCH a relief to hear such an amazing athlete say that to me and guess what? 2 weeks later I found myself smiling, rocking and rolling like never before! <img src=”http://static1.squarespace.com/static/545feadde4b054a6f865a3aa/t/551c86bfe4b0a26ceeedd54a/1427932865591/IMG_20150321_080412090.jpg” alt=”Swim start at beautiful Lake Havasu” /> Swim start at beautiful Lake Havasu But, my injury was still lingering with my Lake Havasu triathlon on the horizon. Knowing that I had my first half ironman in a little over a month Matt and I talked and I decided to race just the swim and bike to dust the cobwebs off. It ended up being a great...

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