Webb: Meanwhile I have been indulging in some guilty training. I spent nearly every Tuesday night the last several months getting faster on the run. Our all-time favorite running store and sponsor of our Thursday and Saturday run club started offering small group run coaching in October: SEAC>Elite. So while Elle was frustrated with a non-cooperative knee, I was out on the track or in the hills with a handful of like-minded souls willing to push ourselves in pursuit of PRs.
I've always felt confident that I had the ability and will power to push myself to my limits without external pressure. SEAC>Elite taught me otherwise. Running with others, especially on a track or in a chase tempo, pushed me harder than I have ever pushed myself. It is not unlike joining a Masters Swim program/class. No matter how hard you think you can go, you can go harder. But going hard is not always ideal. In that way I and the other SEAC>Elite runners have benefited from Dan's extensive experience in putting together workouts that get the most out of us. Even though we each have different goals - I'm the only triathlete looking to improve my 5k and 10k times off the bike - it absolutely works. At the end of the day, whether you are working towards a 5k or marathon PR, you need to run fast to get fast.
Elle: Even with the knee issue, I was able to do some training. And after much cajoling by head coach Abe Rogers, I finally faced my big fear and joined the Cambridge Masters Swim Club (CMSC) in the fall and started going twice a week. No lie, it was hard waking up on those dark, cold mornings at 5:45am. I convinced Nicole (swimmer extraordinaire) to join, so together we braved the winter mornings and swam. And since I always had to rush to get to work on time after swim practice, I never had time to dry my hair, thus I often sported some lovely haircicles* leaving the pool.
Going to Miami
Nicole, the big swimmer that she is, told me about this swim race in Miami that she was doing and it didn't take much for her to convince me to join her: Miami in April? Yes please! It was going to be a "girl's weekend," the two of us and Nicole's friend from high school, Veronica. This was my first trip to Miami, and I couldn't have been more excited. Nicole grew up there and acted as tour guide. To prepare, I watched several episodes of 'Burn Notice', so I was ready to go.
|Snacking on Triscuits|
at the house
Nicole and I arrived in Miami on Thursday night and stayed at The James Royal Palm Hotel, right on South Beach. It was already pretty late, but we suited up and went out for a couple of late night drinks at the swankiest bar I've ever been to, The Rose Bar at The Delano Hotel. Holy expensive drinks, Batman! I won't go into all of the evenings events (because what happens in South Beach stays in South Beach), but I will say that at one point a couple sat down next to us and we started chatting - they weren't just from Boston, but they were literally our neighbors - fellow South Enders. I try to take a vacation from Boston, but it just keeps pulling me back in! The nightlife in Miami is just insane...
We did a good job of getting up fairly early on Friday and went out for an easy ~4-mile run on the boardwalk. It was so glorious to see the ocean - no one was out on the beach yet, but it was still a fantastic sight after suffering through the longest winter ever.
After a couple of post-run drinks at the hotel pool (maybe more than a couple...), we packed up and drove to Veronica's parents house, where we would spend the next two nights.
|Best race number ever!|
RACE REPORT: The Miami Mile Swim Race
It was a bit chilly in the morning when we got up and headed to the Yacht Club - the location of the race. Both Veronica and I did the 1-mile, and I have to say, it was one of the toughest swims I've done. It wasn't so much the crowd of swimmers, I'm pretty used to that mash-up, but the super choppy conditions resulted in mouthfuls of salt water and a feeling of nausea that just wouldn't go away. Plus I couldn't see any of the turn buoys, so I just had to follow the swimmers in front of me. I never really felt like I was able to get into a smooth swim groove. By the end, I was totally ready to be done with this race, and practically sprinted onto the shore. I couldn't imagine doing 5 more laps, which is what Nicole did, since she was swimming the 10K!
When I came out of the water, I crossed the finish line and bee-lined it to the fresh water pool to rinse off and get some of that gross salty water out of my mouth. I finally got out of the pool, and then a huge surprise: Who do I see walking towards me from the crowd? My dad! He had come to watch the race and take some photos. It was an awesome surprise. We hung out for a bit and chatted before I had to head to the feed station to pass Nicole her nutrition.
|Nicole chats up the women at the 10K swim start|
|The MiamiMile swim start|
After a lovely Sunday morning run in the neighborhood where Nicole grew up, we packed up and headed over to The Biltmore for an incredible brunch with my dad and step-mother. After fully taking advantage of the luxurious, abundant brunch spread, we headed down to the pool for some rest and relaxation. If sitting poolside at the Biltmore, sipping on a Vanilla-Mango daiquiri isn't heaven, then I don't know what is. But before we knew it, it was time to drive to the airport, and soon enough we were heading back to
|Poolside at the Miami Biltmore|
This was a great trip. It was so nice to see the Miami sun and take in some of the night life. I was glad that I faced my fear and swam the Miami Mile. And the added bonus of seeing family really made the trip special. Fyi, the Nautica Oly Triathlon was on Sunday on Miami Beach. There are already plans in the works for next year: Miami Mile swim on Saturday, Nautica Tri on Sunday...who's in???
*Haircicles: What you get when your hair is wet and you go outside in freezing cold temperatures. Basically frozen chunks of hair. Very attractive...
|Chatting with my dad on the feed station boardwalk|