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TRIATHLON WIDOW DEFINED

I truly consider myself a triwife, but I do know many who consider themselves a triathlon widow.  I decided to look up the definition of said, triathlon widow, in the Urban Dictionary, which I was recently introduced to by my teenagers. This cracked me up. Here it is: Triathlon Widow, Spouse of a triathlete: A triathlete is any person who was once human, but has…

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EMBRACE THE RUSH

Don’t feel bad if you aren’t vegan, organic, gluten-free, or even remotely fat, sugar or preservative paranoid. Don’t feel self- conscience if you don’t eat enough fruit and bright vegetables. Enjoy the fact that triathletes, unlike most other mortal beings, are more than likely able to get away with indulging in unrestricted eating.  Take a look at what’s on the menu at my house! All…

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4:30 AM REALLY!!!!

Alarm goes off…..Wait, what time is it? It’s still dark…… 4:30am!? Aahhh….silence. He’s turned it off – must have been a mistake. 10 minutes later …….REPEAT. 10 minutes after THAT- ARE YOU KIDDING ME! He rolls out of bed, heads to the bathroom and turns on the light. I roll over and cover my eyes, trying, oh so trying, to go back to sleep. Then…

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HE’S GOING TO DO THIS ANYWAY – JODI’S STORY

Wow.  My story.  I’m not sure how to do this.  It’s always been about “My Husband’s Story” in getting into Ironman…. not mine.  But it is true, I guess, that it is my story too, because it has affected my life – OUR life together in profound ways.  I just never thought about it being my story to tell.  So, here goes! I was born…

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The Good, The Bad, & The Sweaty – Sherry’s Story

Moving from LA to the east coast in 1997, my once hard-bodied man turned into a workaholic couch potato; snowstorms did not help the cause.  As you can imagine, this meant putting on the pounds.  It finally took seeing that “huge ass” (his words not mine) in one too many pictures to bring about change.  It started with joining a gym and progressed to signing…

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