So, the last 2 years I have concentrated strictly on triathlon and it has served me well. Sprints, Olympics distance and a half Ironman complete along with a few half marathons. It has left me with a huge sense of accomplishment. I was even asked to coach and I started coaching others to achieve their best. Life couldn't get any sweeter.

I have been having a few issues when I run lately though. I get 3 miles in and my knee and ankle lock up. cortisone shots, orthopedist and many chiropractor visits later I have come to realize that an old 4 wheeler accident when I was 12 is hindering my progress. My ankle is giving out a bit, not a lot of stability and the constant pounding, forefoot running or not, is taking it's toll.

What next? Okay. If the musculature is working and intake, and I can lift weights then, okay.... it's on to the next adventure. You can't keep me down for long. I love triathlon but, it is not glamorous. I am a glam girl. I can sweat and work my ass off with the best of them but, at the end of the day give me a shower and some bling.

I LOVE the gym. It is my first true love. I lost all my weight at the gym, it's what lead me to triathlon. So, I head back to my roots. Gym Love. And if I am going to do it, I'm going to do it well. Push my body to it's limits and GO!

I started lifting again this week. I put 5 days of weights in plus, one good cardio. I am tired. Funny how I could have 3 hour days or two a day workouts triathlon training and still be fatiqued. It's a different type of fatique. A good one. Mild soreness, tightness. In just a week, I can feel my body starting to transform.

 I cannot wait foe the months ahead. My next mission is to find a figure coach. Being a coach myself, I know their value : ) I need support and guidance and hopefully in the near future that support  and guidance and a lot of sweat poured out by me will lead me upstage.

It's all about the journey, loves..... and the journey, has again..... just begun.