Wednesday, October 08, 2008

Tuesday Tales



Good morning from.....the view from Lava Java. I know it's Wednesday for you but I'm still sitting in Tuesday time. And Tuesday was just an all around great day. Remember it started early with a swim here...



After getting back from town, I met up with John Hirsch – top 10 pro finisher at Ironman Louisville. Yeah, this guy’s got some fast legs. He tried to get me to hike up Mauna Loa but my legs were in no mood for that. Somehow he convinced me to go on a 90 minute “recovery walk”. I was a little concerned. What the heck is a recovery walk and will I need a gel? I knew I was in trouble when he showed up in racing flats.

Walking down Alii Drive I found my first but not last treasure of the day. In the shoulder of the road - a CD that said GANGSTA. I so had to pick it up. When I got back to the condo later and played it I got in touch with my old school gangtsa roots kicking it with...Ice Cube.

We ended up walking south on Alii Drive up Royal Poinciana which in case you don’t know is a giant hill. Immediately I broke into a sweat and John fresh off 10 days of full rest was breathing heavy. Don’t think I didn’t notice, John. We talked “shop” and I realized that no matter who I meet, from where – even if it’s the first time – if they are a cool cat triathlete, we’ll connect. It’s like having a giant family around the world. I only wish I could scoop everyone up and plant them in houses around my neighborhood so we could all get together and hang more often.

The walk was a little more than recovery walk though John did his best to convince me that getting the blood flowing (read: by raising your HR while walking up 10% grade) was a good thing. By the end I almost bonked and had blisters. I had to stop at the Gatorade tent on the way back. And bandage my chafed heel.
Later on, I found Meredith in the kitchen making toast for Chris. This is what Waterstraat's do to nurse each other back to health. They force feed you tea and make toast. As in – Meredith had a piece of bread on the electric stove burner. Chris’ mom had a better idea. Make toast in the frying pan. Next thing I know we were on the lanai and a bed-headed Chris came running out with a smoking frying pan with a piece of bread in it black as a lava field. Someone forgot to turn the toast.

The entire family headed down to the beach – minus Chris. I however responded to the call that Sherpa Thomas had arrived. Pick him up at the airport and convinced him to go straight from the airport to the condo to the ocean. He couldn’t argue. I wouldn’t let him. Here’s a picture of me before we left. As you can see, I’m in full spectathlete mode.


By the way – in case I forget to mention this – spectating this race is already 100 times more fun than doing the race. You can actually “do” things in the days before the race other than…sit and wait!

At the beach we snorkeled –minus the snorkel but with goggles nonetheless. You could say I was working on my hypoxic skills holding my breath. What can I say about the ocean and the fish. It was beautiful. A full spectrum of colorful fish and then – a sea turtle. Lazy like him I floated along watching him duck in and out of rocks, his giant feet flapping in the water just like mine. Except mine have a few more blisters.

Then, the second treasure of the day. I’m swimming along and see something that looks like money floating on the ocean floor. Really? When I saw a $10 bill I knew I was diving down. Ended up $13 richer. Tomorrow, coffee is on me.

Back at the condo it was time to cook dinner. Here’s Kevin making a meat helmet. Or, in his words, building a meat castle.


By dinner Chris was feeling better. Turns out I think he had a bit of dehydration and travel stress. Not to mention a little pre-race holy shit I’m in Kona and everyone looks fit and I feel fat nerves. I knew he was better when I saw the Sea Salt potato chips that I had THROWN AWAY earlier in the day (ants) on the lanai table. Yes, he went into the garbage for them. Safe to say he's back at 100 percent health.

Problem with the chips like everything else we leave on the counter, it was covered in ants. Chris’ dad defended his son’s trash can diving with what can you catch from an ant? Hey, let’s not find out. All I know is that this condo is like a giant ant farm and by the end of the week I will have eaten a pound of ants.

Dinner is next. It smells delicious. Fresh fruit, vegetables. Chris’ mom bought the entire market I think. We’ve gone through avocadoes, papaya, tomatoes, starfruit, dragon fruit and have yet to touch the rambuktan. Dinner is a delectable salad full of fresh color; papaya, tomatoes, green leaf lettuce, avocado, mango, fresh fish, rice and sprouts.

Hawaii. Could you imagine a life like this everyday? Swimming, coffee, snorkeling, hiking, fresh fruits, vegetables and an island full of friends? I’d never leave.

Hottie Spotting:

A very lean and fit Desiree Ficker running along Alii as Nina Kraft hauled ass going the other direction.

In & Out List:


Here’s my take on what is in and out this year in the Kona tri scene…

In: Zoot racing shoes
Out: Crocs or Newtons


In: K Swiss
Out: Under Armour

In: Specialized
Out: Kuota

In: Compression race socks
Out: Compression race socks (seriously they will never look cool)


In: Anorexia
Out: Doping

In: Team TBB
Out: The Germans

In: Speed suits
Out: Speedos

In: Wearing a full race kit
Out: Wearing something blank

In: Practicing paceline on the Queen K
Out: Triathlon as an individual sport

In: Having a motor scooter pace you or protect you along Alii Drive
Out: Garmin 405


In: Coffee at Lava Java
Out: Will coffee ever be out? Let’s hope not.

Tomorrow – is a long ride. Seiichi, Thomas and I are heading out to Hawi. Thomas is – rightfully so – scared. I told him I would bring the camera. And that he should put his mom’s phone number on speed dail #1. Because I’m going to need to know where to send the picture of her son laying alongside the road sucking his thumb on the climb up to Hawi. Yeah, it’s game on. I’m in Kona – what can I say.


This next picture is for the Tri Blogger Chicks. And for the record too. Notice how here we are laughing carefree. Tomorrow I suspect the picture of Sherpa Thomas will not be quite the same. Cheers...


15 comments:

Mark said...

How dare you objectify Sherpa Thomas? :P

Now be fair to your male viewers please, and post some pics of hot chicks. I'm thinking Desiree, Bree, and various other hawt AGers.

Can't believe it's been a WHOLE year since I was last reading your Kona stories. Have a blast!

Marit Chrislock-Lauterbach said...

Ah yes, the trash talking between you and Sherpa Thomas. I had almost forgotten. :) Give him a hug for me, will ya? Hooray for coffee AND sea turtle sightings.

I have an idea: let's all move to Kona!

VERY happy that Chris is feeling better!

TriGirl Kate O said...

My gawd, you have some ripped arms, elf! I say if you're going to end up eating them anyway, cover the ants in chocolate.

Beth said...

Sounds like such a wonderful time Liz! And now I understand why everyone who lives in Hawaii is a super swimmer fish! Hope the long ride goes well!

Wes said...

Now that's a post worthy of a World Championship spectathlete contender :-) Thanks for the pics!!

Ashley said...

I would like to thank you for the last photo. Yowzzzzzza.

Andrea said...

I want to be you this week.

Seriously.

I want my arms to look like yours too. More weight sessions please!

The stress level here at home is at an all time high and my only reprive are your "island-living" blog posts.

PJ said...

Imagine having John Hirsch for a coach (he as rather good at convincing me to do crazy stuff on a regular basis)!

You look totally ripped in that picture. As does Sherpa Thomas......

Sara said...

the tri-blogger chicks thank you.....I think I can speak for all of us.

Rob Chance said...

I'm at work and very envious.

Bob Mitera said...

See you tomorrow afternoon - staying at the King Kam

Damie said...

Elizabeth, looks like you are having fun!!! I had to do a double take at your spectathlete gear- cute dress over sporty top with goggles on top of trucker hat. Classic. I am glad you have many more days to enjoy:)

Jessi said...

THANKS LIZ!

Jen Foley said...

Damn girl...your arms are cut! Oh yeah..and the guy next to you is not bad either! =)

Iron Krista, "The Dog Mom" said...

I love your Kona updates.. it's ALMOST like we're there. Minus the water, and fruit and ripped up athletes. Ok, maybe not.

And.... I notice that Sherpa Thomas - he sometimes shows up at my masters swim! But, he's never really there that long? Is this a trend? :-)