It takes a Village

It takes a Village

My favourite thing to say about ironman is that it takes a village because it so does. There is not a single athlete that gets on the startline without the help, love and support of a huge group of people.  

In three days I'll toe the start line of my 4th ironman - possibly the most individual of individual sports but with the support of a village that got me there. Here's who's in it:

  • My family - duh. Love you guys
  • Lee - takes a special kind of human to love an ironperson - it helps that he's as crazy as me, if not more so, yup probably more crazy
  • My coach Christine Fletcher - I dream big and she breaks it down into workouts, numbers and bench marks to make happen
  • Sweaty Sweaty friends - the ones that I get to bike, swim, run, gym, yoga etc with. Kindred spirits who are just as familiar as changing in the back of cars and using public showers as I am
  • Not so sweaty friends - the ones that think I'm a little crazy, or inspiring or a mix of both but support me, listen to me and don't even flinch when I talk about chaffing
  • My professionals - massage therapist, osteopath, physio, chiropractor, swim coach, run coach, strength coach, bike coach
  • My work - I count the people I work with as friends...sweaty and not sweaty AND I just love that I can make my own work schedule, go for a run at lunch, arrive at my desk with soaking wet here and flip flops
  • My gurus - the special humans who deal in crystals, dream interpretation, spirit animals, angel cards, brutally honest feedback and advice

Day 10

 

solo road trippin'

solo road trippin'

We laugh in the face of Hills

We laugh in the face of Hills