Lex Gedeon: Road to Ironman Blog 15

Yeah, I’m late.

Between forgetting what day it is 90% of the time and having a gross attitude for a couple days, I said, “screw it.”  Whoops. But here I am.

I’ve done a TON of open water swimming—some at the lake at East Harbor, some at White Star, and some at Lisa’s parents’ pond.  Why do I keep doing it? I’m afraid of it. I said a long time ago that “fear is my compass.” I’m scared of drowning, not making it out of the water in time, and fish.  What better way to combat that than pushing myself to work on it more? It’s not complicated—work on fears, don’t run from them or make excuses. If it’s important, you’ll figure it the fuck out.

Today I realized how a week ago I struggled HARD during a 40-mile bike ride and how badass I felt hitting a 45-mile into a 3.2 mile run yesterday.  Yesterday really sealed the deal for me. I ate every 3-5 miles on the bike, I made sure I was staying hydrated. The biggest thing though? I told myself “good job” when I got myself back down to my heart rate zone.  A negative thought came into my head and I forced myself to smile like an idiot. I sang some of my favorite songs in my head. I made sure to smile and say hello to every person who I encountered. And guess what? I felt great.  Floated in the river, hung out outside, no pain all day. It was awesome.

Not only do you have to train well to do something huge like this, but you have to have the right mindset.  I don’t give a shit about being done in 7 hours 15 minutes or 8 hours 20 minutes. I don’t need to prove anything to anyone.  I’m not looking for praise throughout this process. I’m just a girl, sitting in front of her computer, working toward a formally impossible task, remembering one of our own at JG3 Fitness.  That’s it. The end.



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Road to Ironman: Jay Blog 13

“Don’t waste your time on me, you’re already the voice inside my head!” famous lyrics from Tom Delonge in the song I Miss You.

This week, that’s really what I had to focus on. The voice inside my head. When you are training, it is very easy to let that voice become a negative sidekick that just drags you down. That voice can call the training boring or stupid and something else is a better use of your time.

Over the last seven days I have swam 3500 yards, biked 91.1 miles and ran 11.4 miles. That is a long time to be alone with the voice inside you head. In saying that, I highly encourage you to spend more time with that voice.

Spend time with that voice because, despite what the internet and haters will say, that voice is the only thing that matters. How you view yourself and the tasks at hand determine your enjoyment of said task. If you learn to silence the outside factors, then you truly become powerful. So just like the great Tom Delonge says, “Don’t waste your time on me!”

Thanks for reading and as always I can’t doesn’t exist!




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Lex Gedeon: Road to Ironman Blog 14

We’re going to change things up.

Today I will not be talking about my training.  Today I will be talking about Carey Pemberton.

This whole thing started with Joe.  It started hearing Joe yell, “Let’s go, Lexi!” at a CrossFit comp—not knowing that the name Lexi makes me cringe.  It started when I saw how positive Joe and Carey were the very first time I met them. Cheering my partner and I on, asking how I was feeling before each workout, and handing out high-fives after each one.  I was new to the gym at that point, so it was really my first introduction to how deeply I would be affected by this group of people. I’ve been incredibly blessed with my own awesome family, but now I had even more people to add to it.

I’ve talked previously about how difficult Ironman training has been for me.  However, what I have relied on a lot throughout this journey is not my own strength, but Carey’s.  She doesn’t know that—hell, no one does. When I am at my breaking point and wanting to quit during a workout or just want to give up altogether, I remember Carey.  Why? Because Carey Pemberton is one of the strongest, most positive women I have ever gotten the privilege to know. Through everything, she remained strong. Through everything, she showed up each day. Never questioning, never complaining, but there…like a rock (a pretty rock!).

How can you not be inspired by that?  She walks in the gym, Jay yells, “CAREY PEMBERTON” and then I remember my why.  Over and over. This process has been trying, but I hope to one day have even half as much of the courage and strength that she does.  It’s been a rough week, but that doesn’t matter. What matters is showing up, doing what you need to do, not complaining about it, and staying positive.  All things Carey exhibits every time she walks through the door. How lucky are we to be able to be part of that?

Embrace the strength of others, learn the strength inside yourself, and show up.  If that isn’t a message to learn, I don’t know what is.




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Road to Ironman: Jay Blog 12

I know we were five weeks of hard training out with a two week taper going into this past week. Sometimes, life and family provide a mental reset that is needed. Let’s face it, one week doesn’t make or break your goals. It’s the day in and day out grind.

I knew the last two weeks were going to be tough. I spent all but two nights on the road, some for work and a few for a planned family weekend. I spent Tuesday driving seven hours into Wisconsin straight into a hotel workout of two hundred pushups/situps/squats before heading to a work dinner. It was at that dinner that I realized; I haven’t taken more than a rest day a week for the last eight months to a year. I honestly couldn’t remember. So I called an audible. I took Wednesday, Thursday and Friday off. I just enjoyed life.

Saturday in the gap between family events, I asked Debbie and the kids if I could run on the treadmill while the kids swam. I was back in the right mental state to get after it. A plan matters, don’t get me wrong. However, enjoying your training and your mental state are far more important than three days of anything. I am reset. I am refreshed. I am ready to attack four weeks of training and then a nice taper before I finish Ironman 70.3.

As always I can’t doesn’t exist. BOOM.


PS: The picture above is from a year ago. I just love how it embodies our family.

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Lex Gedeon: Road to Ironman Blog 13

Brain fog is happening right now, so I’ll cut to the chase…

I’m tired.  Yards upon yards of swimming at the Y (which is literally my least favorite thing), miles upon miles of biking in the wind that I swear will never die, and miles upon miles of time spent running…and yeah, I’m tired.  Burning through calories like crazy, taking a lot of time to stretch, making sure I’m drinking enough water—it’s all exhausting. But today I got hit with a moment of clarity—I think I got it.

This week training has been fine.  Nothing spectacular. I did twinge my shoulder swimming Thursday, but it is what it is.  I stopped and hit the Crossover Symmetry as soon as I got to the gym. Nothing felt great, but nothing felt terrible.  Until today. Today I did my practice tri for the week. It was SUPPOSED to be 1150 yards swimming, 35 mile bike, and 6 mile run.  I decided it would be a great idea to swim in the river with my mom kayaking next to me in case I needed help. I’m incredibly afraid of fish.  Nothing could go wrong.

Yeah.  Made it 10 minutes.  The current was so strong that I literally moved nowhere.  The water was so cold I was getting dizzy and wasn’t thinking clearly.  Not my best move. I touched a fish at one point too. I panicked and did some weird doggy paddle/flailing stroke because I was so freaked out.  I couldn’t see shit. I didn’t want to put my face in the water. Overall bad. I still did it, sure. But it was bad. You’d think I’d make up for it on the bike.  Wrong. Thirty-five miles of lovely wind that would NOT let up. At one point, I was struggling to go 9.5 mph. That “one point” lasted for 2.5 miles. It was miserable.  My heart rate was super high throughout the bike. I didn’t want to completely gas myself, so I hit three miles of running. I don’t ever mind the run part (something I never thought I’d say).

But back to my original moment of clarity.  That swim was horrendous. I felt like the biggest idiot, the worst athlete, and like I had failed miserably.  However, despite that mess, I still went on the bike. If I didn’t think I could do it the day of the race, why would I have gotten on the bike?  If I truly thought I was going to fail, why did I spend the next 3 hours putting in work? Somewhere in my brain, I know I can do it. Even when I have these horrible days, I still bring something positive out of them (usually).  I don’t know where that little nugget of hope is, but I’m going to hold onto it until I cross the finish line on July 28th.


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