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Another year of big dreams and lofty goals

'Tis the season for posts about accomplishments, goals achieved, and last year's totals surpassed. On plenty of social media outlets, I've witnessed the beginnings of goals established and dreams shared of race plans for 2018, and I feel the excitement, too. For instance, a brand new Adamo ISM PN 3.0 saddle arrived in my mailbox yesterday, and after today's ride, I wonder why I haven't replaced the road version of their saddle with their triathlon-specific saddle sooner. My crotch dreams of bigger and brighter days on my Time Machine 01 this brand new year of 2018, scaling mountains and covering many miles as we prepare together for Ironman Canada at the end of July.
In Riverside State Park, using my MTB
to enjoy cooler temperatures while keeping
up my efforts to improve my bike handling
skills and cycling efficiency. 
I had the pleasure of finishing off 2017 healthy, and much of that feat I owe to making F2C nutrition's Pharmagreens a daily drink. Packed with some serious nutrition without the added sugar, I felt capable of driving back to the pool each morning over the course of two months to swim some of my most significant yardage in any given time, to date. My massage therapist at Elements Massage, Wandermere, suggests my massages hurt so much because I choose to push myself more than perhaps my body can take. I remind him my choices provide him job security. At this point, we generally start talking about the weather.
Without TriSwim products from SBR, I'm fairly confident I
would be sporting green hair by now. Five to six days in the
pool each week make me stop and feel gratitude for my hair
and skin care sponsor.
If I had not embraced the art of eating before, I certainly do now. I have plenty of conversations with people about diet and exercise, as it is the nature of my profession as a physical therapist. Over the course of this past year, the lessons I have learned from emphasizing the importance of quality calories rather than how many I consume, has allowed me to maintain a lower average body weight than I originally thought possible. Because of my closer attention to incorporating strength training into my routine, I feel leaner and stronger in these past few months than I did in the entirety of the last year preceding them.
I have embraced the quality taste and nutrition
provided by homemade bone broth this past
year. Rice, beans, soups, and sauces have
never tasted so good. 
Fresh eggs, avocado and cheese, homemade
sourdough bread = prime recovery fuel.
Injury still plagues me, however. My coach reminds me that everyone deals with these setbacks, but I struggle to think that a physical therapist cannot keep herself healthy. Despite pursuing the insight of approximately three other therapists and doctors this past year, I have concluded that I really should just trust my DPT degree and exemplify what a role-model patient looks like. So, I do the work. I eat quality food. I recover with rest and massage. One research article after another confirms what I know as truth, that much of what ails me requires rest and time. So, I remain patient and persistent in my pursuit of new growth in this sport.

Finally, as we all jump into 2018 with our own personal goals, I challenge everyone to invest in yourself. We cannot go to work each day and work with others before we have the chance to work on ourselves. Jeanni Seymour, professional triathlete, stated it well in a recent Instagram post when she said, "If it does not challenge you, it will not change you." Whatever that means to you--whether it be seeking the counsel of a coach for the first time, adopting a new and healthier routine or diet, or signing up for a race you know will require more of your time and devotion than ever before--do it.

My training and recovery partner, Ryder holds me accountable
to whatever, be it a run, trainer ride, or nap on the couch in
between workouts. 


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