Spring Season

The spring tri season is officially here-- less than a month until Havasu! Now is the time for race-pace workouts and weekend practices that last well into the afternoon. I love it. Last year around this time, I started to realize how in shape I was and how much the year's training had paid off. It was the first time I felt really ready to take on an Olympic race, and I was pushing myself harder than I could've imagined at the beginning of the year. The spring days started to get warmer, and all I wanted to do was ride bikes and run in the beautiful weather. After those exhausting workouts, we would lie around in the grass at the Boulder High track for awhile, wander over to the creek and try to soak our legs in the freezing water for as long as possible, and then go home to eat our body weights in food and take much-needed naps. I bonded with the team more than ever, and the excitement of Regionals and Nationals slowly started to grow. This week, I've started to feel that anticipation again. With weekend track workouts starting next Sunday, I know the most rewarding part of the season is just around the corner.

After our second full time trial last weekend, coach Mike told us training was about to get intense-- and he wasn't lying. On Thursday, he had us run 2x5k at 10k race pace. We were all dreading it. It was definitely tough, but it felt amazing at the same time. On the first one, I ran a personal best 5k time, which only showed how much my run has improved since high school. It was one of those days I felt "good pain." I was giving it all I had, but I was feeling strong instead of like I wanted to die. It was "fun" in the way that only triathletes and other like-minded people can understand.

This weekend's bike ride was definitely more fun in the conventional sense. About ten of us met up an hour before regular practice and did St. Vrain loop at a pretty easy pace. It was a gorgeous morning, and we were all happy to be awake. We rode together, no one getting dropped or feeling like they were being held back. We sang Journey, took pictures, and talked about how excited we are for Havasu. I was reminded once again how worth it it is to wake up early on a weekend and get outside, especially with teammates by your side. :)

The other thing I love about training in the spring is that it keeps me sane. Second semester is always stressful, and this year is no exception. My weekdays tend to be nonstop, morning 'till night. Whether I'm going to class, studying, writing articles, helping at the Family Learning Center, filling out scholarship applications, or going to practice, I never seem to have a spare moment. I know I have the option to miss practice and catch up on homework or sleep, but the truth is, I always feel less stressed after a workout. Even if I have to sprint to the Rec to spin for 45 minutes, shower, and barely make it to my next class, it's better than nothing. If I didn't have tri team in the spring, I would lose my mind.

And so begins the countdown: 28 days until Spring Break and Havasu Regionals. Time to bust my butt at practice, keep my Nats team goals in mind, and enjoy the combo of endorphins and fabulous teammates that I can rely on every day. Love you, CU Tri Team!

Give and take.
Caryn

Time Trial

Today my team did a time trial. A short one, just a 500 yard swim and 2 mile run, but challenging nonetheless. Time trials are one of the most valuable things we do because they are a test of our commitment, improvement, and guts. They're also a great place to see teamwork in action: team members cheering each other on and being competitive in a positive way. To boot, our coach wasn't even there this morning, so the effort was all on us - and I didn't notice a single slacker. ;)

I knew it would be a good morning before I even left the apartment because my roommate Hilary was coming with me to do the TT. It's SO much easier to wake up at 7 am on a Sunday when someone else is groggily getting ready with you. Hilary's had a stress fracture and been unable to run since the summer, so this morning's 2 mile was her first run in months. I was proud of her for getting through it and never complaining, especially on 3 hours of sleep!

My heat jumped into the cold, uninviting Comp Pool at about 8:15. Way too early. The swim is always the most difficult for me, so I definitely wasn't looking forward to it. The 500 yd TT is the shortest one we do, so it's not as intimidating as an 800 or 1600 - but because it's short, it's also fast. Today, I worked hard and finished in 8:01. Not amazing, but satisfying enough. My biggest accomplishment was doing flipturns for the whole distance - lame, I know, but it's the first time flipturns haven't seemed too scary in a time trial, and I'm proud of that. :)

Since my swim is always weak in comparison to the rest of the team, I always feel pressure to make up for lost time during the run. Luckily, I have two teammates who are my perfect pace-setters: Tess and Courtney. We started together this morning, and they pushed me through the whole thing. I led for the first mile, then Courtney pulled ahead. I chased her to the finish, ending just a step or two behind her, and Tess came in a few seconds later. The best thing about "races" like this is that no matter the results, we're never negative - we're just thankful for the healthy competition. Honestly, without people to push me, I would be so much slower than I am now. It's the same for Courtney and Tess in the water - for the past two swim TTs, they have been neck-and-neck for the whole thing and finished in a tie, depending on each other to swim their absolute fastest.

Team breakfast at the Walnut Cafe was the perfect end to a rewarding morning. High on endorphins, we ate at a big outside table in our coats, not caring about the cold. The food was delicious, and Julianna entertained us all by adding massive amounts of caffeine to her already crazy self. Our annual retreat at Winter Park is coming up next weekend, and I can't wait for the dance parties, snowshoe adventures, and crucial team bonding that will ensue. We have another TT a couple weeks later, and then it's the countdown to Havasu. I'm loving it.

I'll end with an email that Tess sent out to everyone after this morning's effort. I think it embodies our team's attitude pretty well:

"I just wanted to say good job to everyone who came out to the time trial. I know it is not always easy to get up early on a Sunday morning to go swim/run as hard as you can, but everyone that came did a great job. It is so inspiring to see everyone out there giving it all they have and so good job today everyone!"
Yayyy team :)
- Tess

Give and take.

Caryn

Team

I've been home in Maryland for almost three weeks now. I think I can actually hear Boulder calling my name. I fly back out west tomorrow, and I couldn't be more ready. After finals week, all I wanted to do was come home, relax in my own bed, and work out on my own time. Now, though, I miss having a schedule, being busy, and most of all, training with my team. I have some of the best teammates in the world. They keep me motivated and accountable, and they give me a positive boost when I'm having an off-day. It's much easier to get through the last yards of a swim workout while listening to Rihanna's pep talks than it is to do it alone. It's a lot more fun to run 12 hilly miles while Bobka is by your side saying ridiculous things like, "I just love working hard on a beautiful day!" And it's 10 times more enjoyable to ride bikes outside with Morgan and talk about boys than it is to suffer through a spin class that starts before the sun is up.

Triathlon is not usually a team sport, but those of us on the CU Tri Team know how great it is to have a group of people to practice with and someone to race for other than yourself. Even if we only saw each other at practice, we would be spending an average of 1-4 hours together every day. But that's usually not enough for us. We have team potlucks every week, we hang out together on the weekends, some of us even live together. We see each other at our absolute best and absolute worst, when we feel triumphant after doing well in a race or when we want to die in the middle of a hard workout. My teammate Morgan, who's also part of a sorority, told me her brother bet her once that she was closer with her teammates than with her sorority sisters. When she asked why, he said that the kind of person who can be this dedicated to a sport must be a dedicated friend. I think that's true, and it describes people on our team really well. It takes a certain kind of commitment (and, okay, insanity) to be a triathlete, and that quality also makes us close with each other as friends. That helps explain why I train and race so much better when I'm with my team than when I'm alone.

So, bottom line, I've had enough of this training alone thing. I miss my motivators and friends. And after a well-deserved and fully enjoyed rest, I'm ready to get back to the grind with my team as we start the countdown to Havasu. See ya later, Annapolis!

Give and take.
Caryn

Music

The one thing I can always count on to get me through a workout is a great playlist. I like anything that makes me feel strong or competitive, and of course anything with motivating lyrics. High energy is a must. Here are some of my favorites on my current running mix and why they work for me:

1) We Just Won't Be Defeated - The Go Team: I first heard this song as the background music for a YouTube video of the 2008 girl's Foot Locker cross country final. When I listen to it, I think of Allie McLaughlin pushing the pace for most of the race and how easy she made it look.

2) My Time - Fabolous ft. Jeremiah: This was my contribution to last year's Tri Team Nats Mix. Last February, I had a really bad day during a time trial that was a Nats team qualifier. I wanted to make up for it at Havasu, to prove that the TT was just an off day and that I had Nats team potential. "Go hard today, can't worry about the past 'cause that was yesterday..." I was the 6th CU girl to finish at Havasu, and I scored for the team in my first real triathlon. :)

3) Hello, Good Morning - Dirty Money ft. T.I.: This song is especially good for 6:30 am Thursday practices. It wakes me up for the dark ride to the Rec and gets me energized for drylands and a hard swim.

4) Pursuit of Happiness - Kid Cudi: I listened to this song on weekend mornings last spring while I got ready for our loooong brick or track workouts. I had it stuck in my head during our hardest brick workout last year. We climbed Lee Hill and Old Stage multiple times, then headed to the track for 5x1 mile at race pace. After that horrible/wonderful day, it became my favorite hill-climbing song.

5) Till I Collapse - Eminem ft. Nate Dogg: My favorite for spinning or long tempo runs. The beat keeps me from slowing down and the lyrics make me feel strong. I don't care what anyone says, Eminem still has some of the best pump-up music out there.

6) Kick, Push - Lupe Fiasco: This song helped me through Flagstaff Fridays several times last semester. It's all about a kid who discovers a talent and works at it until he's a pro.

7) Black and Gold - Sam Sparro: I still don't know what this song actually refers to, but when I hear it, I think of CU and how proud I am to be a part of the Colorado Tri Team. I picture myself at Havasu in my CU jersey, passing someone on the run while they think about how good our team is. ;)

8) Black and Yellow - Wiz Khalifa: See #7.

9) Show Me the Money - Petey Pablo: I think violin sounds SO cool in hip hop songs, and this song pretty much does it perfectly. It's from the movie Step Up (feel free to laugh at me), and I love it for intervals.

10) Better Than Her - Matisse: My song when I'm feeling competitive. Even though I just did the sprint race last year at Nats, it felt pretty cool to pass so many Texas A&M girls in their ridiculous zebra-striped uniforms!

11) Sweet Disposition - The Temper Trap: The morning of Nats, I was in a car with Jesse Prather, Sharanya,  Courtney, and Rihanna from the hotel to the race parking area. As we pulled up, we played this song with the windows down. It was just starting to get light out, and athletes from all teams were nervously unloading, warming up, and preparing their transition areas. Ever since then, this song has captured that quiet excitement for me, a combination of nerves and energy ready to let loose.

I could go on with about 30 more songs, but I'll save those for a later post or else I'll be here all day. I will end with a word to my iPod: Thanks, you wonderful little purple rectangle. You make training alone this break so much easier. :)

Give and take.
Caryn

Priorities

I'm a busy college student, journalist, and member of the Triathlon Team at the University of Colorado, and I ride a roller coaster of motivation from day to day. Sometimes I'm focused, determined, and inspired, and sometimes I just need a day to chill. I started this blog on a whim, and I don't know if it'll really go anywhere. For now, it's just a place for me to ramble. Half the time, I will talk about how amazing triathlon is, how I get a rush of endorphins every time I train, how much I love accomplishing a goal, etc. The other half, I will vent about the crazy mindset we triathletes have that makes taking a day off seem like a crime, and how I deal with that mental back-and-forth every day.

In some ways, I'm more driven than most people. I go to practice often, and I work hard. I know how to dig deep and give it my all. I do triathlon because my teammates are awesome and my coach believes in me, because I love the person I am when I'm healthy and the power I feel when I'm high on endorphins. But sometimes, like anyone who's human, I have my motivational fails. I take a day off now and then, not necessarily because it's built into my training schedule, and not necessarily because I can't find the time. Sometimes I'm just not feeling it, for one reason or another. Like today. I was just really comfortable lying on the couch watching Friends with my family this Christmas break morning, and the windy winter outside my door looked really unappetizing for a run. So I stayed snuggled in my blanket and watched a couple more episodes. I had all the time in the world today to get a workout in, but something was telling me it didn't need to be a priority today. And as wonderful as it was to relax, I still felt a little guilty. Because of my team, my coach, and my own compulsion to stay in shape, I still feel like I need a legitimate excuse every time I take a day off. At first, just feeling like chilling and indulging in a little couch time is a good enough reason for me to skip a run. I'm not like a lot of my other teammates, who can't remember their last day off - I usually take one to two every week, and they're generally not scheduled, they just happen. I compensate by working hard in later workouts, and my days off don't make me slow or out of shape. A lot of the time, though, I regret skipping and feel badly the rest of the day. This is an ongoing struggle I have, and it's the subject of my blog.

When these days happen, I like to take a step back and look at my priority list: 

- To be competitive on my team, to represent CU at Collegiate Nationals, you have to work hard and you have to be pretty darn fast. We have over 100 dues-paying members, and only the top 7 guys and top 7 girls make the team each year. I missed the No.7 spot by a minute last year. As disappointed as I was last spring, that minute set up a great goal for me this year - to be on Nats Team 2011. We are even better as a team this year than we were in 2010, so if I make the cut, I'll be especially proud of myself. And even if I don't, training alongside such fast athletes will make me much faster in the process. I work hard every practice with this goal in mind, and it keeps me excited about the sport. So making Nats Team is a priority, and I need to be ready to give it my all at our next time trial and at Regionals in March if I want to reach it.

- Before I even knew what Nats Team was, though, I joined Tri Team for other reasons. I was a spring track runner for all of high school, but I wasn't competitive until senior year, and even that was only on tiny-private-school level. I played soccer in the fall until junior year, and switched to cross-country my senior year. That cross-country season changed my life. I ran every day, lost 15 pounds, and discovered a talent I never really knew I had. I won the first cross-country race I ever ran in, and the season kept getting better. My fastest time that season was just under 21 minutes. At the time, I thought that was good, but now I know that if I had run for all of high school and had better competition, it could've been 2 or 3 minutes faster. I ran through the winter (which I never did before senior year), had my best track season ever, and didn't want to let it all go when I went to college. I knew I needed a team, but at the time D1 cross-country was unrealistic. So I joined Tri Team with a small running background, and learned how to swim and bike from scratch. I trusted the team's website, which told me I could join even if I felt like drowning after swimming a 25 or only had a rusty old mountain bike to ride. Starting out in the sport, all I wanted to do was stay in shape and be on a team. I never knew how much I would improve. I'm a better runner now than I've ever been - I wish I could have another season each of cross-country and track just to prove it. These goals, though - to stay healthy and be on a team - will probably follow me throughout my life.

- Outside of training, though, I have other responsibilities. When I'm at school, my life is nonstop. I go to practice almost every day, sometimes twice a day. I interview athletes and write articles for the CU Independent student newspaper at least once a week. I head the Communications Team for CU SportsMag, which meets twice weekly. I just finished a semester with University Choir. And oh, yeah, I'm a full time student - the real reason I'm in college, which I sometimes forget. I love my busy life, and I don't want to give anything up. I get depressed when my life isn't hectic enough. But I'll be the first to admit that it can be overwhelming sometimes. 

- Finally, life isn't all about responsibility. Life is about living. It's important to me to spend time with my roommates, my friends, and my family. I go out on the weekends because it's FUN and carefree and it seems like the only time in the week that I'm not living by a schedule (but even then, if I stay out too late, I might sleep through morning practice...) And it's not just partying. One of the biggest reasons I chose Colorado for school is its outdoorsy feel. I love climbing, hiking, mountain biking. Last year, I let the fall weather get away before I got many chances to enjoy the mountains sans-snow. I didn't realize that snow would hang around until April. This year, I made a promise to myself that I wouldn't let triathlon prevent me from taking advantage of some of the other stuff that makes me who I am. So, for instance, the Sunday morning that my team did an "easy run up Flagstaff," I climbed the First Flatiron with a friend (and fellow teammate) and didn't regret it at all. If I wanted to, I probably could've seen my team struggling from my spot overlooking all of Boulder. :)

So when I make a choice, like I did today, not to prioritize working out every day of Christmas Break, it takes a lot of effort to convince myself that that's okay. On the one hand, I hear my coach saying B3, B3, B3, telling us that a National Championship isn't won in April, it's won in December and January. I hear him telling us that he's scheduling a time trial for the week we get back to see how much we've been training. I remember the one minute that stood in the way of me and Nats Team last year. On the other hand, I hear my mom telling me to take it easy, to enjoy Christmas BREAK and the holiday season instead of worrying about workouts. I remember that Havasu isn't until March and that one day won't make that much of a difference yet. I predict the stress and craziness that will be spring semester, and I can't help but savor the feeling of sleeping in and watching Friends all day. Come our next time trial, I might have to work a little harder and dig a little deeper to compensate, but hey, that's what I'm good at. 

Give and take.

Caryn