To be fully transparent with you, I was keeping a bold-goal of mine a secret, for fear of failure! I was even telling myself, that I didn’t really want this dream. I was subconsciously suppressing my dream to avoid being disappointed by walking on that thin line… and the worst part, I was starting to believe my own lies.
Read MoreIn life we tend to settle. Get comfortable. Complacent. We get numb. There is so much more out there and racing allows me this opportunity to connect deeply with myself, explore the world, and remind myself to never ever settle in my life.
Read MoreThe million-dollar question everybody is asking, “why did you leave REV” which then follows with, “what’s next”?
Read MoreMaybe you think you are not good enough, well let me fucking remind you…… you are more than fucking enough.
Read MoreI feel beyond proud of what we have created for the past 5 years in Baltimore. I will always be the founder of REV Cycle Studio. I am the girl that had the dream, to open Baltimore’s first cycle studio. This was my dream for so many years, and I fucking did it! I created a legacy in our city and it is now time to expand, to grow, and step once again into the unknown.
Read MoreI almost never smile during a race, especially coming out of the swim. But in Puerto Rico I was all smiles. I even had a Rocky Balboa moment after my swim as I punched the air with one fist. Yeah, I had a great swim; I was 6th in my age group out of the water! Fuck, I had a great race PERIOD! Part of my success in Puerto Rico was choosing THE RIGHT RACE for my goal.
My main goal was to qualify for Ironman 70.3 World Championship in Nice, France. So I searched for the most perfect race that would set me up for success in order to achieve my personal goal. Here are my 10 tips for choosing the right race for you.
Read MoreI am not training for a Summer body. Fuck. That. Shit. And I am a firm believer that Summer bodies ARE not made in the Winter… BECAUSE… listen up, there is NO such a thing as Summer bodies. You have a body my dear. A body that you care for all year round.
Read MoreExactly two years ago, October 30, crossing the finish line of Ironman 140.6 was the first time in my life that I felt this absolute bliss of freedom. Magic. Like if I grew my very own set of wings. Wings! I was fucking high for days post race. I was fucking high during the 6-month training to get body to the start line. I was fucking high during the race.
I have been searching ever since for other life experiences that give me this sense of magic. I have been craving for more. Wanting for more. Dreaming for more. It is not that I am dissatisfied with my present.
I stood among the top triathletes in the world and everybody looked incredibly fit, strong, and ready. I judged myself and felt not good enough, an imposter among the top Ironman athletes of the world.
An imposter? But how when I qualified for this race and my Ironman ranking as All World Athlete is silver in my age group.
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