Lex Gedeon: Road to Ironman Blog 17

I was told when I wanted to quit, I still had more to give.  I tested that theory this week.

Jay and I did a practice 70.3 on Saturday.  Instead of resting and allowing myself some time to calm down, I decided to work at the LPGA event in Sylvania for 11 hours a day outside hauling beer and ice over God’s green earth.  Why did my dumb ass think that was a good idea? I don’t know. I did it anyway.

Saturday morning I was up at 5:30 eating oatmeal (gluten free, of course), a bagel with peanut butter, and applesauce.  I chugged a ton of water and made my way to East Harbor. Naturally, I was there early and thought I was going to throw up because I was nervous.  Little did I know that Jay was planning on sticking together the whole time. That was a huge confidence boost for me. I know we won’t be able to do Ironman together that day, but knowing I wasn’t alone for the first time was just what I needed.  

First of all—bless Lisa and Debbie.  Both were there and incredibly supportive as we got in the water (which, by the way, was clear—WEIRD).  Seriously. They made sure they had eyes on us while we swam and were so supportive. It was great seeing them before.  Again, I felt calmer. Swimming isn’t my strong point. If you remember, it’s been a point of fear since day one. However, I managed to stay calm, count my strokes for something to keep my mind focused, and finish the swim in 52 minutes.  I was so insanely proud. Having Jay, Lisa, and Debbie up there telling me how proud they were again, made me feel on top of the world.

I had some bike issues due to transporting my bike that pushed our transition a little long, but got it all fixed up.  What I didn’t realize about Marblehead area is the elevation. I make sure to hit as many hills as I can when I’m biking here just to make sure I’m good.  It was NOTHING compared to what we hit. Add in some insane wind and I threw out heart rate after mile 30. Miles 30 through 56 were miserable. Absolutely miserable.  The wind was relentless, cars were being stupid, it was hot, and my heart rate average was almost 20 beats over what it should have been the ENTIRE time. Get to a top of a long hill and the wind blasted you in the face.  It. Was. Miserable. However, we got it done.

The run.  We decided four minutes running and one minute walking.  After the first mile I knew I was in a little bit of trouble.  Then it got worse. By mile 6, I was toast. A lot of emotions (and thoughts of throwing up) were experienced.  Trying to be positive, telling myself to shut up about being positive, wanting to quit, but then ultimately realizing we could walk the next 7 miles and still be under the time cap.  So walk we did. I don’t care. We moved. We pushed on. We barely spoke for a while, but we kept going. By about mile 10, we were laughing. Did a few short bursts of running. It hurt.  But we laughed, talked about the tattoos we are going to get, talked about how ignorant we were about the run portion, and how much we have learned throughout this process. It was really reflective.  We finished it at the beach. Jumped in the water and happily laid there.  

What an experience.  It was miserable for a few hours, but it just proved how capable I am and confirmed my ideology from day one: I just want to finish.  I don’t care if I’m walking. I don’t care if I finish at 8:29:32. If I finish and can smile as I cross the finish line, I won. Ironman isn’t a competition.  It isn’t a test. It’s something to be respected. I am so proud of what we both accomplished that day. I am so thankful for the people who have been supportive of this goal since the beginning.  Regardless of what happens in two weeks, I have already proven who I am and what I can do. No one can take that away.



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Road to Ironman: Jay Blog 15

Ironman 70.3 isn’t like a test in school, there isn’t any cramming. You either did the work or you didn’t. I will have almost 700 miles on the bike by the time the event comes around.

Cycling was the big unknown for me. I didn’t know anything about cycling before committing to this event. Thankfully Spoke Life (check them out) did more than their duty in helping me get prepared.

Today I hit my longest bike (50.2 miles) into an 11 mile run. I felt great and I was able to really dial in my nutrition and practice exactly what I need to do during the actual event. Thanks to CR Juices for working up a special JG3 hydration drink (a twist on our Mission:24 formula) that worked awesome. Yes, it wasn’t 90 plus today but it was still humid and I was able to test as best as I could.

One more hard week of training but as I said above, either the work has been done or it hasn’t. 20 days away.

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


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Lex Gedeon: Road to Ironman Blog 16

Back on the iPhone notes. 

This week was just a lot of thinking. Since we cannot use phones or music during the event, I just train without. It leaves wayyyy too much time to be alone with your thoughts. 

These are the things I thought about this week:

•People might pee when they swim. I might be behind them. What if their pee gets in my mouth?

•Chipmunks are the squirrels of the bike trail. What goes on through their heads when bikes come at them and they just sit there? Is it a game? 

•What type of sunburn pattern will I have when I finish 8 hours of this?

•I should look up how often bathrooms come up on the course. I do not want to shit myself.

•Think of this like an AMRAP. It’s a 5-mile bike like…11 times.

•Don’t look at your watch. You will be disappointed.

•Thank you for blowing your grass directly onto my bike. I appreciate that.

•Is it weird I’m casually eating tortilla chips while biking?

•Holy shit it’s hot. 

Yesterday I did my longest tri practice yet. 1650 yard swim (in my fastest time ever), 50 mile bike, and 10k run. I actually yelled at mile 38 of the bike…because I was bored. That’s where I was at. It was so many hours. So many…without really seeing anyone. You can only think about chipmunk suicide for so long. I’ve had to adjust my run strategy to a 5-minute run, 1 minute walk. It just works better for me and keeps my brain working. I did suffer a phone casualty as the armband holding my phone ripped apart and my phone shattered. Whoops. But overall it was a great learning experience. As soon as I was done, I drove to my family’s river house and jumped in the water. Hung out, went on some boat rides, and watched the fireworks. Training smart. It works.


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Road to Ironman: Jay Blog 14

Here’s the thing, we all think we are smarter than the teacher/coach/parent etc. We aren’t. In my case, I have Debbie watching out for my best interests and a few people that I will text if I know Debbie is busy and might not respond right away.

This week, the shit got real… HOT. It didn’t affect my performance but it affected my outcome. Let me explain. I was in the middle of a forty five mile bike into a nine mile run brick on Friday. It was ten in the morning when I started and it would go until two or three in the afternoon by the time I completed. I believe the temperature ended up hitting ninety seven during that time frame.

Physically, I was hot. Mentally I was battling but not for the reason you might expect. I was battling because my dumbass has a goal and I normally don’t break from it. I’m growing. I text Debbie at about four miles into the run and told her the path I was on (along with a few back up people). I said I have about one and a half miles back to the gym and I was calling it because it’s not game day and I learned plenty today…. it wasn’t worth injury.

No why did I text everyone if I was calling it? I had been in the sun for four fucking hours at that point. I was about three sips of water from being empty. I wanted to be safe and I wanted confirmation that sometimes your brain has to take over for your body. I could’ve finished but every text I got back was get out of the sun or want me to come get you? Proper decision.

It also allowed me to come back Sunday and hit a mile plus swim into the planned nine miles (I was slightly short on GPS but whatever) and get the confidence that the proper decision was made.

I’m thankful for my support team that constantly remind me of my why. I’m thankful that my family got to swim with me this week to make training feel more like a day at the beach… literally.

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


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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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