It's an attitude that goes the distance. Maybe you want to go long, maybe not. Maybe you've done Ironman or an Ultra, maybe you want to. It doesn't matter how far you've gone as long as you've got the attitude to get you there.

    The question is not who’s going to let me. It’s who’s going to stop me.


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    Join date : 2011-06-22
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    The question is not who’s going to let me. It’s who’s going to stop me.

    Post  megganann on Fri Jun 24, 2011 1:34 pm

    Some people would call me a dark horse. Not because I am dark, or even horsey, but because to look at me (even to talk to me), you’d have no idea that I was a triathlete. You might not even think I work out.

    It used to bother me that people mistook me for a couch potato. Now, I smile.

    I smile because I know how far I’ve come.

    Most people call me MAJ. (My mom is The Original MAJ.) I’ve been an athlete since I was a kid – just for fun, never really competitively. Both my parents were athletes in high school. The Original MAJ was a hurdler.

    I started racing in 2006, and have completed events from 5k to marathon, sprint to 70.3 (well. I made it to the last loop of the run and the course closed, so it was a 66.0). I’d like to do a marathon or triathlon in every state.

    I’ve faced a lot of obstacles in the last 5 years – some self-created, some involuntary. When I started racing, I was struggling with mystery ailments we later knew were thyroid cancer. My weight spiked, my energy was sporadic at best, and my immune system was in shambles. But I kept training, and in 5 years, I managed to pull myself from the back of the pack to an occasional podium finish at the sprint and Olympic distances (I even qualified for USAT Nationals once . . . kind of by accident.)

    Before I go any further, let me add this disclaimer: I am not bragging. I still have a very long way to go. (Just this week, in fact, I got my ass handed to me on a group ride.)

    I am telling you all this because it underscores how strongly I feel that training and racing saved my life. They kept me active at a time when my weight would have skyrocketed because I had no thyroid. They kept me hopeful when the doctors didn’t know anything and the rest of my life was bleak and hopeless. They kept me energetic when I was battling cancer. They helped me develop a healthy relationship with food, and see my body as strong and healthy instead of feeling unattractive for not fitting the stereotypical “hot girl” mold.

    My goals this year (2011-2012) are to 1) come back from my 1st whole body scan a cancer survivor, 2) run a sub-30 – or even sub-25 – minute 5k, 3)complete one more Olympic-distance race, 4)do a century ride, 5)do a crit race and 6)return to Florida Half Ironman to finish what I started in 2008.

    Above all, I want to train consistently and see what I am capable of learning about myself.

    And that is my biggest goal of all.

    My race schedule is tentative because I’m waiting to schedule my one-year whole body scan to find out if I need more treatment, so it looks kind of like:

    • August – Hammherhead Olympic Triathlon (where I first qualified for Nationals); goal is a sub-3-hour time
    • September – Ronald McDonald House Century Ride; goal is to complete it
    • October – TBD maybe that sub-30 5k
    • November – Savannah Marathon; goal is a sub-6-hour finish
    • December through January; TBD
    • May 2012 - Florida Half Ironman; goal is first to finish and 2nd to finish in 7 hours or less

    So here I am.

    I am sure I will sporadically drop in to ramble on about my various daily shenanigans. And I’m sure I will have shenangians. But I am also sure they won't slow me down a whole lot. As Ayn Rand said: “The question is not ‘who’s going to let me?’; it’s ‘who’s going to stop me?’”

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