"I'm Here To Win": The Book That Gave Me Hope

For me, here's where it truly started.  Finally, I believed I could do it!

Dedicated to the friends and family of JJ Gabellini.

Your candle burned out, but your light still shines.

~ By Andy Blasquez

The book that made me believe.
A MUST READ for any Triathlete

After years of dreaming, and quite frankly kidding myself, that I was going to do 'The Ironman', something finally clicked. A switch was flipped in my head; in my gut, that made me honestly believe that I could do it.  The catalyst? I read a book; a phenomenal book.  This wasn't long ago. In fact, it was only back in October of 2012.  The vivid descriptions of the efforts, the struggles, the doubts, and ultimately the successes that Chris "Macca" McCormack experienced flipped that switch in me.  It gave me hope. I'm sincerely, forever indebted.

After years of struggling with poor results in various mountainbike races, half marathons, gran fondos, and even just organized morning rides, Macca's I'm Here To Win shone a bright light on the self defeating mindset that I owned for so long.  I don't know where it came from, but I owned it, and it was in deep.  In addition to shining a light on that mindset, the book helped me see how little I actually knew about the human body; my body.  Why was I untouchable on some days, and worthless on others?  Why could I crush 'em in the wind and rain, the suffer at the back of the pack on other picture-perfect days? Finally, and to me most importantly, I'm Here To Win candidly and openly shared how this man did something that the greatest experts and scientists in the sports arena said was physiologically impossible. Chris "Too big to win in Kona" McCormack won in Kona. In fact...he did it twice!  If Macca could prove science wrong, then maybe I could prove myself wrong. Maybe I could become and Ironman; something I'd dreamed about with, tears of hope, for over 30 years.

One night, after listening to the book on the trainer at the gym, I felt so moved and compelled to express my gratitude to Macca that I sat down at my laptop and poked around on the internet until I found out how to reach him.  Ultimately, I found MaccaX.com. I drafted an e-mail to whomever was going to receive it.  It wasn't so much that I needed him to know how much he'd helped me, but I needed to distill my thoughts through writing, and to send my gratitude, even if he'd probably never see it. To my surprise, it wasn't a day later when I received an e-mail from Chris himself.  I was in shock, sitting at the computer with what had to be a ridiculous look on my face.  This guy; this icon, wrote back....to me?  He was incredibly kind and supportive, offering me an opportunity to join a group of like minded folks that he'd drawn together online.  I quietly asked to be admitted and was immediately welcomed by the most amazing group of people I've ever known.  Ask...anything...about anything...anytime...from anywhere in the world...and you'll have answers absolutely immediately.  Better still, you'll have the right answer; several right answers.  Which one applies to you, you'll have to figure out on your own.

Jumping in with both feet

As part of this group, I received access to 15 phenomenal sessions; real session, that a guy I completely trusted and admired used to knock down walls, and to crush the competition and his nay-sayers.   Now I'd seen dozens of videos, YouTube channels, DVDs, and websites telling me how I can become a better triathlete.  NONE of 'em helped.  Maybe it was all me...but they were all virtually worthless.  Macca's MaccaX program is different.  Not only does he make suggestions for what to do, but he tells why as well.  He tells you how to do it, and what it will do for you.  Even though the level of performance of the athletes in the group vary tremendously, the sessions all came with .pdf  files that outlined each of the 15 session as they applied to a beginner, an intermediate, and/or an expert triathlete.  For me, they were and are both timeless...and priceless.  They're their for the whole journey and beyond.

Now, for the first time in my entire life, I was at peace with my goals and with my path toward Ironman.  I did a few key sessions and felt so damn good about 'em that I immediately entered the San Jose Rock & Roll half-marathon.  I ran exactly 4 times, then completed my 13.1 mile race.  No, not a recommended plan of attack, but I smiled the whole time!  I finished that day with a very slow 2:13.  Aching, but the aches went away.  The smile still hasn't.

On the drive home, I rang my brother Tim and shared how the day went.  We roadraced motorcycles together for years, and we're truly the best of friends.  He reminded me of a phrase that we used to inspire each other before we went out on the track.  "Always ride over your head!"  It may sound irresponsible, but we both learned early that our abilities are far above our belief in ourselves.  So, with aching muscles, I went home and registered for Ironman California 70.3. It was scheduled for March 31st, 2013.  This was, well and truly, over my head. The event was virtually sold out, so I cut the sizable check to cover the Ironman Foundation entry fee.  I simply didn't care.  I was going to take the next step; the next leap.  I wasted too much time; too many years; decades...doing the wrong things.  Thanks to Macca and the support of his band of experts and age groupers, I thought to myself, "I'm going for it...now."

I spent nights in the pool; cold nights.  I remember it being 29 degrees one night when I got out of the pool at 10:30 PM.  I put in some long days on the bike; long for me.  100k here, 50 miles there.  95 miles and nearly 9,000ft one day, and loved it all.  I ran 10k, 3 nights each week for a couple of months.  I did hill repeats (which I'm still horrible at).  I learned about race nutrition.  I found some great podcasts and other great contacts and resources, like Rich Roll, and Ben Greenfield. All of this was new.  All of it was right.

Depending on friends, near and far, for support

After recruiting the support of my good friend Jon (left: a very strong cyclist) to help me grind through some of my longer rides, I felt that I was ready for Oceanside.  Really, seriously...I pretty much had no business going, but "Always ride over your head!" was still ringing out!  I was on the right path, but certainly didn't have the base built yet.  I was still very new, and very naive.  It's not like I was hopping over to the next town for a weekend sprint triathlon.  I was driving 400 plus miles with my family in tow.  Hotels, restaurants, family outings, and I was going to be in the same race as Andy Potts, Frederik Van Lierde, and Luke McKenzie, Miranda Carfre?  What the hell was I thinking?  Or, as my middle school students might text, "WTF Mr. B?"  (Full Race Report Here) 

Remembering to enjoy the journey

What do I hope you take away from this blog post?  I can't tell you how much "belief" and "commitment" play in this game.  Macca gave me the belief. Registration...yes, registration gave me the commitment to see it through.  There's a great gal in our MaccaX group (there are countless great folks in our group) who summarizes the idea of commitment perfectly with four simple words.  Evelyn aka "Cheeks" (ya gotta be part of the crew to know that one) simply says this after she resisters and picks up her race packet: "Shit just got real!"  That's exactly what I was feeling when I registered for Oceanside.  I printed my receipt, and sort of went numb.  I vividly remember the next day, picking my son Jeffrey up from Kindergarten and this emotion came over me like I was hit by a bus, "Oh my God.  What have I done?"   Yep, 'things' in deed just got real.
My diet changed IMMEDIATELY.  There came this feeling of finality.  Along with my registration came this palpable emotion and idea that literally anything I did that was out of line with my training would rear it's ugly head on race day.  THAT is a truth that you cannot escape from in the world of middle and long distance triathlon.  If you stray, not only does your body know, but more importantly, your mind does, and I promise that doubt can be the devil in this sport.

Let me end this post with these two simple ideas:

• Believe in yourself.  Go onto YouTube and watch the stories of Ironman racers, champions, and finishers.  See who does it.  See what folks have overcome. Believe that you can do it!  
• Next, commit to it!  Find an event, and if you're a little warped (and you must be if you're interested in triathlon enough to read this blog) find an event that is well over your head and get registered. Go for it.

Go for it...now.

Hugs

Andy Blasquez

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