Stronger in the Off-Season

My arms won’t stop twitching, my legs are weighed down by my feet and I have NO rotation from the insane soreness in my core. If I move too quick my body could completely lock up… and all of the sudden the  mannequin challenge all starts to make sense?   Seriously, off-season strength training has started and I’m all in! As triathletes, we …

Julie SimonStronger in the Off-Season

Big PR in the Desert | IMAZ

It’s dark, the chill is back and a few raindrops are starting to hit the pavement. My breathing is labored, my legs are jelly, and my vision blurred – yet I can begin to hear the finish line cheers and it gives me a sense of ease in the midst of my pain. “Leave it all on the course” I …

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It takes a village

Taper is finally wrapping up .. and it’s around this time that I start to reflect on my journey, how far I’ve come and pause to recognize the many people who got me here. I also start to have crazy cravings, get a little restless and have nightmares of oversleeping on race day… but that’s for another post! The other day …

Julie SimonIt takes a village

Comfortable with being Uncomfortable

I’m at the FAC, it’s dark, there’s a chill in the air and I can still smell the chlorine on my skin from the day before. I look at my workout, I pause, but not even phased by the 3,000+ swim and 90min ride that’s ahead of me. Just a zombie lately, going through the motions trying not to embarrass myself …

Julie SimonComfortable with being Uncomfortable

Training Days…

It’s that point in Ironman training where I start to crumble just a little. The volume starts to pick up, the early mornings seem earlier, I’m hungrier than ever and I’m crabby – like really crabby – to everyone in my life.  Consider this a PSA. The other day at the office a colleague asked why I never wore heels? Innocent question …

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PR’s don’t come easy…

I know there are people God has put in my life for specific purposes – to guide me, direct me, and help me on my path. The friends I’ve met though triathlon are some of the best examples of this. There are days I wake up and wonder what I’m doing? Why I’m jumping in an icy cold pool at 6AM or …

Julie SimonPR’s don’t come easy…

American Runner in Paris

A small sliver of sun shined brightly through the drapes of my hotel room. My eyes opened slowly as if my lids were stuck to my eyeballs and my jet lag body lay very still … I couldn’t move an inch.  Paralyzed from confusion and sheer exhaustion, I eventually remembered where I was at – what I needed to do. Finally, …

Julie SimonAmerican Runner in Paris

April …

April is always an emotionally charged month for me. I have so many memories wrapped into 30 days that have shaped who I am today. New beginnings, frightening events, lessons learned and PR’s earned. So, as I sit (on the bike trainer) on this wet spring morning, I start to reflect … Most recently I came home from the Galveston …

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On the Road

The phone rings scaring me awake – I glance at the clock and its 5:30am CET. I’ve been asleep for just 4.5 hours and it’s time to get up and run. “If you’re gonna go, you need to go now!” I think to myself.  My feet hit the floor and I open the curtains to a bitch black Barcelona morning. …

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Trail Blazing?

I cannot move. Not one muscle. Still. Sunday I woke up and could not straighten my legs to walk – my calves and hammies were so tight I had to move upwards slowly like the old man at the pool. Even my arms ached like I had been to CrossFit. But it wasn’t CrossFit or a triathlon – it was …

Julie SimonTrail Blazing?