About Me

I have always been someone who struggled with my weight. In 2001, I weighed in at 320 pounds. I smoke, I drank, and ate lots of Double Quarter Pounders with Supersized Fries. I could barely make it up a flight of stairs without being out of breath. Losing my father to lung cancer in 2003 was the shock I needed to examine my own health. I decided to quit smoking and lose weight. I decided to start running after hearing about the Peachtree Road Race. It was and continues to be the world's largest 10k. It takes place every July 4th in Atlanta. Back then,  in order to sign up for the race, you had to send in a paper application. The application came out in the local newspaper and you pretty much had to send it out inthe mail same day to guarantee registration. I knew right away I was going to make that my goal to keep me on track.

I began a run/walk program and started to train. That race was all I thought about. Before I had decided to do this I would have never thought I would run at all, let alone run for 6 miles. I was an overweight asthmatic. Now I had a goal to keep me motivated. As I began to train, I decided to try out a few shorter races just to get a feel for what one of these races were like and to monitor my progress. On May 26, 2003, I ran my first race, the Celebrate America 5K in Alpharetta Georgia. I ran/walked through the 5K in 36:19. I had had such a great time. I was so excited about my progress and knew I was going to complete my goal. On July 4th, 2003 I lined up before sunrise with 50,000 other people to make my way down Peachtree Street. I was so nervous. I had done my training, but I knew there were a couple of big hills on the course. I would make it through it with about an equal amount of running and walking. Most importantly, I got the coveted Peachtree T-shirt. I was hooked.

To celebrate my 30th birthday, I took on the challenge of doing my first triathlon. I heard about a local triathlon being held the same week as my birthday. In addition to running, I had been doing spin classes a couple times a week. I was on the swim team in high school, so even though I hadn't swam in over 10 years, I knew that shouldn't be an issue. I completed my first triathlon that year, without any issues, unless you count coming out of transition with my helmet on backwards

In 2009, I decided to attempt my first Ironman at the Beach to Battleship race. I went into the race undertrained and at least 30 pounds overweight. I almost pulled out of the race, but since it was paid for and there were no refunds, I decided to attempt it anyways. The swim was easy, especially with the currents. The 1st half of the bike was on target, but once I reached the turnaround point I had to fight a headwind and my speed suffered. I started the run with what I thought was enough time to comfortably finish the marathon. Unfortunately I was wrong. I ended up dropping out at the mile 20 aid station when I determined there was no way I would make the cutoff. 

My journey towards Ironman continues, one day I will reach the end of the long road. I will become an Ironman