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Organic Muscle Milk Review

I sometimes get offers of free stuff to review on my blog.  I love Muscle Milk and drink it all the time.  So, when I got an email for a free sample offer, I said YES, Please!!

The milk arrived wrapped in an organic cotton Eco bag – makes a perfect little lunch sak.


There was a nice friendly note inside this goodie box full of Organic Muscle Milk.  I felt like it was my birthday!


Inside the Eco bag were two 4 packs of Organic Muscle Milk terra packs.  One Vanilla . One Chocolate.


So, how and why do I use Muscle Milk?

I keep these ready to drink shakes in my car at all times for post-workout recovery drink.    After boot camp.  After a long bike ride.    After a lake swim.  After a race!    Simple, easy, tasty,and full of protein.  I also add it in as “creamer” every day with my morning coffee.


I usually buy the Muscle Milk 100 calories variety.   Flavorwise, they are both delicious.    Here is a comparison of nutrients.

Data Point Organic Muscle Milk Muscle Milk 100 calories
Protein 15g 15g
Calories 120 100
Serving Size 8.25 oz Terra pack 8.25 oz Terra pack
Cost have not seen it in stores yet $5.99 per 4 pack

I shared one, and only one, with my friend at work, Kiet.    He loves muscle milk too.   He is a body builder (or as I like to say, gym rat!)


Thanks, Muscle Milk for the freebie.  And if you want to send me a year’s supply, I would not refuse!  :)

Here is the Official Press Release:

Muscle Milk® Organic Hits Shelves Exclusively at Target

First organic product line produced by the Muscle Milk brand

 Benicia, Calif. (August 4, 2014) — CytoSport®, one of the largest sports nutrition companies in the U.S. and parent company to Muscle Milk®, announced today that it has launched Muscle Milk Organic ready-to-drink shakes exclusively into nationwide Target stores and online at  The 8.25 oz. ready-to-drink shakes contain 15 grams of USDA certified organic protein, 120 calories and are gluten free.  MuscleMilk Organic is available at Target or in Tetra 4-packs in chocolate and vanilla flavors.

“We constantly strive to remain on the forefront of product innovation, and we recognize the demand in the marketplace for organic product options,” said CytoSport Chief Marketing Officer Nikki Brown.  “The Muscle Milk brand has always appealed to a wide range of consumers:  men, women, active lifestylists, fitness enthusiasts, weekend warriors and professional athletes, and the organic line meets the workout recovery and snack needs for protein users across the entire spectrum.  Muscle Milk Organic will also serve as a fantastic protein option to educate new users on the importance of protein in one’s daily nutrition routine.”

Sweetened with organic cane sugar and organic stevia, Muscle Milk Organic is also low in saturated fat and cholesterol.  It’s one step closer to nature’s way of fueling workout recovery or as a guilt-free source of protein whenever the body needs it.

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Pinehurst Olympic Race Report, pt 2

Click here to read part 1

So if you’ve read part one, you know I had a rather frenzied pre race morning.   Rushing around getting things all set up was my warmup!

The Swim:

I got in line and stood on the beach waiting for the horn to blow, and fiddled with my goggles and cap.   I positioned myself to the right of the pack, third row back.

The water temp was 76 degrees, so the race was wetsuit legal.    I wore my shorty suit.  It was a standing beach start, so when the horn went off, I ran gingerly hopped into the shallow water and dove in to swim.

Renee’s friend got this picture of the start:

swim start

I felt like I was swimming strong, not too hard.  I found some feet to follow for a little while.    Then I started veering a bit to the right.  I do tend to veer that direction. It was a counterclockwise course, and veering that way meant swimming wide.   Not good.   :(

Oh well nothing to do but keep swimming at a good steddie eddie pace, which I did.   I was happy to make landfall and get onto the fun part – the bike!




Nothing too notable here.  I peeled off my wetsuit, started my garmin and stuffed it  into my bra (I only want the data post race, and dont want to see it during), socks, bike shoes, helmet, sunglasses and GO!

The Bike:

Okay, now the fun begins.  The bike.   I started out, and settled in for a nice hard and hilly ride.   I made sure my shoes were nice and tight, tucked into a nice aero position and put the hammer down.     I was going hard and having fun.

The hills were relentless and I powered up them, tucked tight on the descents, and peddaled hard on the few flats that I came upon.  It was not hot, but I was working harder than at my last race, so was drinking alot of water.   I was on fire, and thought of myself as a shark, hunting down my prey as I passed each victim.  I felt really strong and fast.

Somewhere in the middle of the race, there was a big bump in the road.    I had recalled reading a race report about bunny hopping over that, so I tried giving a bit of a lift to my front wheel.   Not a good plan, because my back wheel then  hit the bump really hard.  So hard that I thought I might have flatted.   I slowed down, listening to the sounds of my bike, and I was sure I had a flat. I looked down at my rear wheel, and it didn’t look flat.  But the ride was rough and I had no speed.

This stressed me for a few minutes and I kept waiting for the tire to completely flat out.   I thought back to my ride in the car earlier in the day and how I got a flat then.  Wow, my lucky day, two flats!

But the flat tire never came, and I turned a corner and put the hammer down again.   I think the road was just really rough in that patch, and my confidence had waned, and that is what had made me slow down.

Okay, put that out of my box and carry on!   Hammer Hammer Hammer, Shark attack!  Shut up legs.   Go go go!

A little while later, the hills started to wear me down.   And I was running out of water.   I started to ration it.  Since I wasn’t looking at my garmin, I really had no idea where I was.  I had seen 5, and 10 and 15 chalked on the road, but missed any other numbers.  I was thinking if I had 15 miles to go, I’m in trouble.    But, maybe it’s only 5 miles.    I didn’t know, so I decided to ease up on my pace a little bit so as to conserve fluids.

Then my friend Renee passed me.   I gave her a hooray shout out, but inside I was thinking oh crap!  I like winning on the bike, and I had expected to be a little bit faster than her in the swim and the bike.   But here she was passing me.

Okay, put that outside my box and carry on.  Steady eddie to the finish.  Good solid form, not too hard.  Save water. Thirsty!



There was a very long gradual climb, and I got caught up in a big group as I neared the top.   I was passing someone as I approached this big group, and just then noticed a motorcycle official go past me.   I was kind of caught between a rock and hard place.  If I moved forward, I’d be in the draft zone of this big group.  If I did not, then I risk getting a position penalty.  I opted to  drop back and noticed the official scribbling on his clipboard. Crap crap crap.  (  I wonder if i should have just kept going, after reading rules that say drafting  exception if blocked, hmmm…)

I was hot and thirsty and tired.   I opted to skip my last Gu because I had no water left.    I was really puzzled at the lack of water.  I had the same amount as I had for White Lake.   And the temperature was much cooler today.   The distance was 2 miles more, which didn’t seem like much.  But the Hills!  I was working much harder because of them.   That was it!

I rode on for probably a few more miles, and was estatic when I passed the field of parked cars.  I knew I was close to the end of the bike, and closer to a drink of water!    Thirsty thirsty thirsty.

I chant alot of things in my head when racing, haha!


I tried to be quick here.   Helmet off, sunglasses off, rack bike, change shoes (no change in socks), grab water bottle, race belt, hat.

As I exited transition, I did grab 2 cups of water at the aid station,  because I  was really thirsty!!!!  I dumped one over my head, and the other one I drank.  Then it was off to the run…

The Run:


I ran easy for a few minutes to get my running legs on.    I  drank some water, I had a gu.

Then I started working it.  Going hard.  I was breathing hard, focusing on good posture, fast feet.    I felt strong and was happy with my form today as I passed the race photographer.   I had a big smile on my face.

At about mile 1, I saw a woman with 53 pass me.  I tried to keep pace with her, but nope, she was too fast.   I didn’t let that drag me down, I kept up my own solid pace, inside my own pain cave.

The course was rolling hills, up and down and around a scenic lake I went.  I don’t really mind the hills, I think they are kind o fun.

I did walk for a half minute up the two worst hills.  But, then I got right back into it.  Solid form, fast feet, pain cave.

I scoped out the ages on the backs of legs as folks passed me.   Nobody else in my age group did.    I took gu at mile 4.

As I neared the final stretch, I kept glancing back to see if any females were on my tail.  I didn’t see any, but I kept my hard effort up until the very end.   I ran across the line as fast and hard as I could go.    I was beat, and hot and glad to be done.

Post Race:

Ran right to lake and dove in.  Cool water felt oh so good.  I was so hot and tired.    I alternated laying on my back and front as my face felt really hot.   Looking at my HR data, I had really pushed my effort level on the run.  11 m/m are a fast pace for me on that hilly distance.    Does not sound that great, but for me it is.

I lay in the cool water for a really long time.  I chatted with a few folks in the water.     I saw Sharon and met her friend (can’t remember name), and met a fellow with a cool accent named Arman ( I think)

Then I was dying of thirst so headed for some water and oranges.  Met up with Renee.  Checked the results.  My time was 3:18 and I went over to the penalty sheet, and sure enough I did get one.

Renee’s friend said I should challenge it since I didn’t mean to do it and got stuck in a group accidentally.  But my feeling is rules are rules and it doesn’t matter, I should be looking farther ahead and not let myself get in that situation.  Also, looking at the USAT rules, I may have been better off continuing forward even if entering draft zone of the bunched up riders.   (being blocked is an exception to rules – I did not know that!)


After eating a bunch of oranges, I went back to the results tent, and   I watched the results scroll down the screen until the age group standings displayed.   Dang, I missed third by that penalty!  :(

Oh well, better luck next time!   And I still felt really great about my results because I really left it all out there on the course and did my best.      Since  I definitely did not make a podium spot,  I headed back to my car.   I was too famished to stick around for the awards ceremony,  and didn’t really like the food options at the race.

Back at my car, I downed two terra packs of organic muscle milk .  That hit the spot for sure.  It’s  a good recovery drink and tastes good even at room temperature.



Then I drove around looking for a hamburger and fries.   I wanted some salty fattening food.  I know that’s really bad for me, but after a race, that’s what  I want.    Finally found food – nom nom!




Here are nutrition notes for future reference:

  • Day before – nothing special other than pigging out on peanut m&ms at work all week. We have too much candy around the office, and it’s hard to resist the chocolate stuff!  I also drank G2 several days before to pre-load my electrolytes.
  • Morning of – two bottles of starbucks frapacinno, mocha light, and a cup of oatmeal with walnuts, about 3 hours before. I ate just past satiation.
  • Before Swim – Gu Roctane 45 minutes before and than 10 minutes before start.
  • Bike – Gu Roctane at the 5 mile marker . 20 ounce water with 1/2 tablet Nuun. Plus another 2o ounce bottle with 1/2 nuun. I had planned on taking another Gu at the 20 mile marker, but had run out of water, so skipped it.
  • Run – Gu Roctane at the very start and another at the 4 mile marker.

Gu Roctane Rocks!

Disclaimer: I received the organic muscle mile for free from a publicist.    Even so, I have bought muscle milk products many times, and I drink it regularly.   That’s why I said I’d take a free sample!  I only accept free stuff that I actually want.

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Pinehurst Olympic Race Report 2014, pt 1

I did the Pinehurst Olympic race in October.   I had actually vowed to never again do this race, because I did so well in 2008, that I figured I’d quit while I was ahead.    But my friend and boot camp instructor Renee inspired me to want to return to this race.   It is a beautiful race venue, and I figured it was really dumb to leave it off my list forever just because of foolish pride.   I had a great time, so am very glad.

Official Results:

  • Swim 1500m: 31.25, 3rd AG.
  • T1: 2:41 , 5th AG
  • Bike 30m: 1:33:57, 19 mph, 2nd AG.  (hilly)
  • T2:  1:34, 3rd AG
  • Run 10k: 1:06:34, 5th AG. 11:06 m/m (hilly)
  • 2 minute Penalty for “Overtaken” on bike :-(
  • Overall: 3:18:09  4th AG (would have been 3rd if not for penalty :-( :-(

Heart Rate Data:

Bike: 162 bpm Avg HR / 170 bpm Max HR

Run: 166 bpm Avg HR / 176 bpmMax HR

Pre Race:

I packed my gear up the night before and headed for an early bedtime.

I got up at the crack of dawn (4am), grabbed some coffee and oatmeal and started driving in the dark.    Somewhere in Apex, on a dark and lonely road, I heard a funny noise in my back tire.   I hadn’t seen anything on the road, so was startled by this.     I looked in my rear view mirror and didn’t see anything.  I wondered if a screw came loose, or if I had left something on top of my car that fell.  Or, if the mechanic who recently installed new tires left a bolt loose.  Lots of things were going through my head.

I drove cautiously for a bit, listening to the sounds of the car, and everything sounded okay, so I kept driving.   About ten minutes later, I noticed the low air pressure warning light come on.  Crap.    I was still on a dark and loney road.   The car still sounded okay, so I figured it must be a very slow leak, so I still drove on, looking for a safe place to stop.

Fortunatley, I found an exit with a gas station, and got off.  I think I was on 1South heading toward Sanford.   Luckily, the station was open and well lit.    I got out, and inspected the tire.   Sure enough, it looked low and I could hear a hissing sounds.  Crap Crap Crap.   I actually happent o have a tire repair kit in my car, so I found the spot where the air was hissing out, but I did not see a nail, and I didn’t really think the kit would work here.


So, I called AAA.  They are really great…I highly recommend subscribing to their service.     I always always get my money’s worth from the $75 annual fee.     I called them, and the first thing they always ask is “Are you in a safe location”.  Yes, I was, thank goodness.   I gave them my information and they said they’d have someone out in 45 minutes.

Ack, that was probably going to be too late for me to get to the race.  I had written it off, but texted my friend Renee that I had a flat tire and was likely not going to make it.   She called me , which was super nice, and asked if I needed help.  I said “No, but can you ask the packet pickup folks to hold my packet for me, and tell them I may be a little late”.   She said she would.

So… I waited for the AAA guy.   It was a long wait, as you can see from Facebook:

fb chatter

The AAA guy showed up at 6:30, and took about 15 or 20 minutes to change the tire.  He was really nice, and I thanked him for helping me so early in the morning!

I was about 45 minutes away, and packet pickup closed at 7:30.    Yikes!    I carried on, trying not to worry about the time crunch.

I got to the parking area, pumped my bike tires, grabbed all my junk and rode the 5 minutes to the site.   I think I got there at 7:40.   They had set aside my packet, so I grabbed it, got chip, body marking, bike set up as fast as I could.


It was stressful, and I had not spare time whatso ever .     Just barely got my potty break, wetsuit on and they were calling up my wave.

Click here to read part 2

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White Lake International 2014 Race report.

I did the White Lake International Triathlon on September 06, 2014.   White lake is the Mecca of triathlon racing in North Carolina.   It’s set in a beautiful crystal clear lake on the east coast of the state.  The lakes in this area were carved out by a meteorite shower 100,000 years ago.    They are a cluster of perfectly oval small fresh water lakes with sandy bottoms.    Scenic quaint views and no cell phone signal in this peaceful setting made for a super relaxing weekend.


Official Results:

  • Swim 1500m: 30.05, 3rd AG.
  • T1: 3:02 , 5th AG
  • Bike 28m: 1:21:18, 20.6 mph, 2nd AG.  (and the 1st one was an elite athlete)
  • T2:  3:33, 9th AG
  • Run 10k: 1:06:38, 5th AG.
  • Overall: 3:09:34, 4th AG

Heart Rate data:

Bike: 154 avg / 162 max

Run: 157 avg / 168 max

Overall Comments:

I’m super pleased with this result.  This was my first open water race after my bike crash, and first serious swim.   I am really happy to see 3rd rank there, as I didn’t know if my swimming was up to par, but I think it is.   I still have bike legs, which is always nice to see.   Last time I did this race, I did not have such good bike legs that day.    My transition times need work and my run needs work too.    Fourth place is really great and I’m happy with it.


I rented a cabin on the FFA center grounds, which is right on the race site.   I had packed up my car Friday morning before work, then got out of work a little early to beat the  Friday night traffic.


I got there in plenty of time to check in my cabin, pick up my packet,  put my stickers on my bike and stuff…also do a quick bike check ride around the lake, swim with my friend, Renee, and then eat my Spaghetti dinner.   This was Renee’s first open water swim event, and she was stoked!

It was really perfect, and so relaxing to be right on race site and not have to wake up at o dark thirty to get there.  Another friend Delia also came and spent the night in the cabin.  I didn’t get a picture of her :(


 Race Prep:

At 5 am or some ungodly hour, they turned on bright lights that shone right into the cabin, and started blaring over the loud speakers.  I guess we didn’t really need an alarm clock! lol.

I got up and made a pot of coffee and puttered around at a leisurly pace until the sun came out.   Then I started gathering up my gear and headed over for  body marking, chip pickup and transition.

Here is my transition all set up:



And here I am putting on my game face.


After getting all set up, I had a bit of time to kill, so I did some yoga stretches and a few running sprints in the soft sandy vollyball courts.    I ate a Honey Stinger waffle.   I usually have Gu here, but had packed myself short, so opted for the waffle.   Hope that would be okay!

Then I jogged over to catch Renee’s swim start.  She’s in this picture somewhere:



Then I jogged back to put my camera phone in the cabin, grab my cap and goggles, ate a Gu Roctane, drank some water,  went potty one last time and head to my own wave start.

The Swim:

The water temperature was 79 degrees, so no wetsuits allowed.   I positioned myself to the right 3 spots back in the pack of pink cap clad females.   I was right behind a friend named Kari, who is an excellent swimmer (and biker and runner!)   The horn went off and we started swimming.  I tried to stay on Kari’s heels, to no avail.  She is just too fast.     Most of the pink caps got away from me so I just plugged along on my own without any heels to follow.   I felt like I kept a solid line and was swimming well.   But it bothered me that I fell behind all the pink caps.

At the turn, the water got a wee bit choppy so it was harder to swim.  Nothing too bad, but it was harder to keep a good rhythm in my stroke.  The honey stinger waffle I had eaten an hour earlier was not feeling good in my stomach.  (Note to self, stick with Gu!!!)

The next turn started back toward shore, and I could see the wonderful sight of the inflatable arm waving orange wiggly man.   He was still about 500 meters away, but it’s always great to see him and know you are in the home stretch.   The water got calmer again and I swam a nice steady pace in.   The final few yards, I pushed the pace so I got to the ladder first.   Hate waiting in line to climb out, and I did not have to.

I had chosen not to wear a watch during the swim, so had no clue what my time was at this point.


I started my Garmin watch and stuffed it in my bra.  I wanted the data, but I didn’t want to see the data while racing, as I feel that I race better when my mind is free to simply focus on what my body is doing and trying to make it go as fast as possible and still have good form.   That really works for me.

I put on socks for the bike, donned helmet, shades, and headed off to the bike course.  I passed a guy in the transition zone as I haded out for the road, planning to do my flying mount, which I had practiced.  But, I chickened out on the flying mount at the last minute and took too long there.  And I felt bad for passing that guy since maybe I impeded him from getting out there quicker.  Oh well, need to practice that move more and more!

The Bike:

This bike course is flat and fast.  And I am good at flat and fast.    So, that is what I did the whole time.  Focused on my shark-like fast riding, passing everyone I spotted.  Nobody passed me.   It was great fun.

I tried to go hard the entire time, my breathing was a bit hard, but I tried to keep it just under the level I had pushed at Three Pigs race, since that race was so much shorter.

At about the 25  mile mark, a couple guys passed me, who I had thought I may have passed earlier.   I thought, oh crap, I hope I am not slowing down.  Maybe they were in the novice or relay group?   As I rode three bike lengths behind them for a while, it felt too easy.  But I wasn’t sure.   And I was worried I was now going too slow.   So, I pulled my watch out of my bra to see what my speed was.   It was around 19 mph.    I figured that was a solid pace, so I stayed there.    There were only a few more miles to go.

Nearing the final stretch, there was a truck up ahead that had slowed down because of riders.    There was one rider right behind the truck and another rider just up ahead of me.   I hammered to pass him.  I thought, if an opportunity to pass the truck comes along, I want to be second in line for that, not third in line.   That was probably a douchey move, but this is a race, and, well, I am kind of a bitch out there on the bike course.  (sorry!)

Sure enough, an opportunity to get past that truck did come up shortly.  There was a very wide section of shoulder, and me plus guy in front of me took the advantage to get in front of that truck.    I don’t know if the guy behind followed or not.  Hope he did.

Final stretch in and it was onto the run!   I did not do my flying dismount either.  I wimped out of that too!  Bahh!


Since it was really hot (This race is not called White Bake for nothing!),  I figured I’d be dumping water over my head alot, and my feet would get wet.   So, I decided to swap out my socks with my injinji toe socks.  I had laid them out just in case when setting up, and opted to take the time to put them on now.   I get horrid painful blisters between my toes on long runs, and  I thought maybe it would be worth the 30+ seconds to protect myself from that, so I could focus on running . The hope being I would not slow down due to the pain.   That bad thing, is that since I decided to do that, I kind of slowed down entirely during transition…to put on my hat, race belt, and walk to the water table, etc.   Things I normally would do on the run, but just got lazy. That was a mistake.  I think the socks may have been a good call, but I need to remember to always always keep moving fast, EVEN if doing extra things.

The Run:

Once I headed out on the run course, I started running at a relaxed pace until I got my running legs.  They always feel a bit stiff for a few minutes.  Then I picked it up and ran a solid hard effort.  I was breathing hard, focusing on upright posture, good foot landing, fast feet.

It was really hot and the sun was beating down.   I got to the first aid station, and grabbed an ice soaked towel, and wrapped it around my neck, tucking it into my bra straps.   It felt really good.  I also dumped some water over my head.

I had my own palm style water bottle filled with water plus a tablet of NuuN, so sipped on that as I ran.   It was very hard to focus on a hard effort, good form, but I kept chanting stuff in my head to keep myself motivated.   Fast feet, good groove, groovy fast.   Just random silly stuff.  Whatever it takes.

At about maybe the 2 mile marker, I saw Kari coming back.  I shouted out some words of encouragement to her, and asked if she was in the lead.  When she said “No”, I was like crap, really?  She nearly always is 1st in my age group.  Who else was here today that could beat her, I wondered.    This put me in no better than 3rd place.     I did not let that bug me tho.   I kept on my solid effort because I wanted to perform my best no matter what.

A little bit later, a woman with 51 on her leg passed me.   Double crap.  That puts me in 4th or worse.   I tried to match her pace, but could not, she was running too fast.

Again, I did not let this bother me.   I am not in the same shape I was 5 years ago, when I was making the podium nearly every race.   I can’t let those silly awards stop me from trying my best.   Each and every time.

This was what was in filling my thoughts as I continued to chant “fast feet, running groove, groovy feet” – in my head – all the way to the finish line.    Looking at my garmin run splits, I kept a fairly steady 11 minute mile throughout, so I did stay focused and did not slow down.

Post Race:

After the race, I ran straight to the water and waded in to cool down.    The water felt good, but not cold enough to really feel refreshing.  I stayed there for a very long time to try and cool my body down.  I chatted with a few folks and we exchanged race stories.

I finally got out of the water, and headed to the food tent for water, orange slices, brownies, pizza, diet pepsi, etcetera!!!   I chatted with lots of past race buddies, as well as met some new folks.

Later That Day:

I had rented the cabin for the whole weekend, and hung around the race site just relaxing and doing nothing.  Here I am relaxing the deck, enjoying the pristine views of White Lake.




Here are nutrition notes for future reference:

  • Day before – can’t remember!  I did drink G2 several days before to pre-load my electrolytes.
  • Morning of – 2 cups of coffee with muscle milk and cup of oatmeal with cranberries, about 3 hours before.  I ate just past satiation.
  • Before Swim – Honey Stinger waffle 45 minutes before and than a Gu 10 minutes before start.
  • Bike – Gu Roctane at the 5 mile marker .  20 ounce water with 1 tablet Nuun.  Plus another 2o ounce bottle with 1  nuun.   I had planned on taking another Gu at the 20 mile marker, but had run out of water, so skipped it.
  • Run – Gu Roctane at the very start and another at the 4 mile marker.  Carried my palm holder water bottle which had 1 nuun in it.  I had to fill it once at an aid station.  (Super hot day)

Gu Roctane Rocks!



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What’s the point of Triathlons?

Blog Comment

A blog reader left the following comment on one of my old blog posts:

What’s the point of triathlons. I actually typed that into google and this page was one of the results. I don’t understand it. I get the whole sense of trying to accomplish something like climbing a mountain or swimming across the ocean but running around like a nut case doing a bunch of different sports.

what s the point of triathlons   Google SearchHaha, I checked, and sure enough, my blog does come up as #7 when googling “What’s the point of triathlons”.   (Actually, after posting this, I am now #3, woot).  See image at right. Read on to find out my answer to that question…

Benefits of Triathlon

So, what exactly is the point of doing triathlons?    Yes, I may be running around like a nut case, I will admit to that.  But I absolutely do get a sense of accomplishment training to get fit, and racing to cross the finish line.  Here are some other things that are awesome about doing triathlons:

  • You’ll meet lots of friendly people
  • The cross training hits alot of different muscle groups as compared to just one sport. This can reduce risk of injury as compared to just doing one sport.
  • It’s not so bad getting older because you “age up” into a new racing category.
  • having a race goal can motivate  you to workout
  • endorphines from workouts and spending lots of time outdoors is a mood booster.
  • regular exercise reduces risk of health issues like heart disease, diabetes and osteoporosis.
  • confidence trickles into other parts of your life.
  • Triathlon has races of many distances, making the sport very accessible.

What motivates you to do triathlons?  Leave a comment and share!

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