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it’s fun to swim at the _ _ _ _

Wednesday, June 23rd, 2010

I found a great swimming pool to go to just a couple miles away. The complex only opened last September so it’s sparkly brand new, has fantastic hours, and I almost always get my own lane.

The only problem is that I get this really annoying song in my head every time I go swimming. Can you guess which one? Here is some lawn decor in front of the building to give you a clue:

its fun to swim at the YMCA!

it's fun to swim at the YMCA!

Yup, I have never been a member of the YMCA before. I just learned they have this program called “Membership for All” which means if you don’t make very much money, they won’t charge you very much to be a member. For example, if you make less than $10,000 per year (not to name any names ;) ) it only costs $29 per month.

What a screaming deal! At home I was paying $4 to $7 each time I went swimming…and when you swim practically every day that adds up big time. Now I really understand when the Village People were singing “Young man, there’s a place you can go…I said, young man, when you’re short on your dough…”

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There’s a ton of daylight here too. This is probably the most northern part of the globe I’ve ever lived so I’m not used to being woken up before 5am by the bright sunlight. Good thing I brought my eyeshades because it’s race week and I am loading up on HGH the all natural way. :)

courtesy of AccuWeather.com

courtesy of AccuWeather.com for Spokane, WA

Snow Baby Hits the California Snow

Tuesday, January 19th, 2010

True facts about The Wongstar:

  1. The Wongstar’s Chinese name means “Snow Baby.”
  2. If you say it really fast in Mandarin, “Wong Xue Er”, it almost sounds like “WongSTAR”!
  3. The number of times the Wongstar has actually been in the snow can be counted on one of her hands.
  4. The Wongstar rather enjoys referring to herself in the third person.
the sisters show the Wongstar how its done

the Chow sisters show the Wongstar how it's done

This weekend I headed east with Amy and her sister Tammy, in search of the mythical California snow.  The two of them grew up in upstate New York and are used to much colder below-freezing temps; it would be my first cross country skiing expedition.  I have only downhill skiied once and snowboarded once back in college.

the limited edition Avia Nordic skiing jacket

the limited edition Avia Nordic skiing jacket

So if you go east toward the Nevada border in the winter, you start to see snow!  It is only about a 3-hour drive from my house but I haven’t ever done one of these Tahoe trips that everyone talks about.  We ended up at Royal Gorge in Soda Springs, which is the biggest xc ski resort in all of North America.

Tammy attacks the hill

Tammy attacks the hill

I ate the snow quite a bit.  Ok more than a few times.  Several times?  Make that “a few” x “several”.  I didn’t think it was possible to fall over so many times while cross country skiing…I was under the impression that this would be easier!  Amy encouraged me to try gliding more.  ”Just like in swimming.”  Oh, right.  I need to work on that in my swimming too.  Good thing there was lots of fresh powder to cushion my tumbles.

Brrrr!  who knew California could get so cold?

Brrrr! who knew California could get so cold?

It started snowing more and more while we were out there, and I kept declaring “It’s like Christmas!”  Or at least, how one imagines Christmas would be like according to Christmas cards.  I can’t say I’ve ever had a white Christmas…

the car was covered when we finished playing!

the car was covered when we finished playing!

And yes even though Christmas was 3 weeks ago, I suddenly had all these Christmas carols in my head.  ”Winter Wonderland” and “Let It Snow” and “I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas.”  BUT I was a good friend and successfully restrained myself from singing them out loud.  AHAHA!

proof that it indeed snows in California

proof that it indeed snows in California

In conclusion, I think I was named “Snow Baby” not because I was born in winter, but because I am inept at these snow sports.  I have a whole new appreciation for the upcoming Winter Olympians.  I think I will stick with triathlon!  I might not be so talented at tris either, but at least I can train hard and race in warmer climates…

the drive back home, singing Winter Wonderland in my head...

the drive back home, "Look at all those Christmas trees!!"

I bought a pool for my birthday!

Thursday, November 26th, 2009

Coach will be proud.

Today I turned 28 years old and it has been about 6 months since I turned pro back in May.  I decided it was time to take the next step if I want to be serious about becoming a successful professional triathlete.  Some of the hard-core folks buy treadmills for their winters at home.  I got something even better.

For my birthday, I bought myself a swimming pool.

Wongstars birthday gift to herself

Wongstar's birthday gift to herself

It is a 2-lane 50m outdoor pool, with a pace clock on each end and the water temperature is rather cold (about 75F or 24C), just the way I like it.  Cold enough that it makes me swim extra hard and not want to take any rest!

There wasn’t enough room in our backyard for such a long swimming pool, so the Prime Time Athletic Club in Burlingame (a 15-min drive away) offered to keep it for me.  Kind of like how you can board a horse at a horse stable.

fancy fancy fancy!

fancy fancy fancy!

I had been bouncing around every single public pool within a 25-mile radius.  South San Francisco, Brisbane, St. Ignatius, Joinville-San Mateo, Menlo Park, Burlingame… and was mostly unhappy with the very limited hours.  Some were too warm, some were too crowded, some were just too far away.  Cleanliness of the locker rooms varied but I could deal with a questionable one if I was able to swim whenever I wanted…however, on the weekends, most were only open for 2 hours, if there wasn’t a swim meet going on! I realized if I kept paying $5 to $7 every time I needed to swim, I might as well buy my own private swimming pool.  It’s a very good investment in myself.

Since my swimming pool is now at this very swanky fitness club, I get to enjoy everything else the club has to offer:

Carpeted locker rooms and towel service…

so fancy for someone used to slumming it

suuuper posh for someone used to slumming it

…a billion treadmills with no time limit and no waiting time…

sweatfest!  good thing they provide the towels!

sweatfest! good thing they provide the towels!

I could take spinning classes too but I’d only get on these if I can switch out the saddle to an ISM Adamo.  There’s just no comparison.  No anatomical cut-out = very unhappy girl parts.

just looking at these saddles makes me cringe.

just looking at these saddles makes me cringe.

Free wifi so I can do some blogging, wreak a little havoc in Slowtwitch-land, and email the Boss…

OMG there is even a Starbucks in here!

OMG there is even a Starbucks in here!

And a private jacuzzi in one of the women’s locker rooms!

I can enjoy the spa without having a gross hairy guy try to hit on me!

I can enjoy the spa without having a gross hairy guy try to hit on me!

This means I could even pretend I’m in a Korean spa and just hang out in the jacuzzi in my birthday suit.

The best part is that they are open 5:30am-11pm on the weekdays and 8am-8pm on the weekends.  And I can use my pool whenever they are open!

All the other swimmers have to use this pool.

All the other swimmers have to use this pool.

There is actually another swimming pool too, 6 lanes and 25 yards.  Maybe it’s a little warmer too, because nobody else really uses my swimming pool.  It’s all mine!

I’m very happy now; I finally feel like I have a home swimming pool when I am at home.  And it’s soooo nice.  It makes me want to swim every day!  Maybe even twice a day!

Look out world, I am going to become a swim monster over winter break.  There is no off season.

Christmas comes early in Jeju too!

Friday, October 9th, 2009

Just another day in the office: this morning I charged up the ipod, strapped on the Camelbak, put some money in the running sticks, pulled on the SLS3 compression socks, stepped into my Avia Avi-Rhythms and headed out the door for another 4-hour jaunt.  It’s amazing how easy a 4-hour run becomes when you do one practically every other day.  “Well gosh,” you might be thinking, “Don’t you get bored?  What the heck do you think about during a 4-hour run?”

No actually, I can’t say I ever get bored.  I really love my long monster runs as running was my first love since my geeky teenage years.  But since you asked, there are many many things to think about actually…

  • You think about this week’s training, and your upcoming races.
  • You think about all your teammates who are racing in Kona this weekend and how you witnessed how hard they trained every day and know they will do fantastic.
  • You think about how hard you’ve been training yourself and how much progress you’ve made just this past year.
  • In fact, you think about how you have already almost accomplished everything you ever wanted to do in triathlon–according to that list of goals you wrote up for Coach when you first started talking to him 2 years (and 20 pounds) ago.
  • You start thinking about a new list of goals.
  • You think about how Coach always said he believed that anyone with two arms and two legs could break 5 hours on the bike and 3 hours on the run without taking drugs.
  • You chuckle and think about some of the “challenged” athletes who don’t have two arms and two legs and how one of these days they’ll go that fast too…if they haven’t already.
  • You think about Rudy Garcia-Tolson and how you met him years ago when he was barely a teenager at one of your first sprint triathlons in Southern California, how he inspired you to go to prosthetics school, how he went on to become a multiple gold medalist at the Paralympics, and how he is now 21 years old and attempting his first Ironman in Kona this weekend.

  • You think about the social project proposal you’ve been working on this week and make some editorial changes in your head.
  • You think about your family and how lucky you are to have them be so supportive, and how you promised your cousin’s daughter that you would be home for Halloween and would go trick-or-treating with her.
  • You think about what you want to be for Halloween, and are leaning towards your favorite G.I. Joe chick, Lady Jaye, and how it’s bullshit that she didn’t make the new live-action G.I. Joe movie but Scarlett (your sister’s favorite) did.

  • Despite that bullshit, you still hope you’ll get to watch the G.I. Joe movie on the flight home because they sure aren’t showing it here!
  • You think about the cookies and iced coffee you will get at a convenience store somewhere at the halfway point in your run.  (You think about all the peanut butter you used to eat every day but don’t any more, and don’t regret it.  You end up getting peanut butter cookies.)
  • You think about how this time last year you were at your first rookie camp with Coach and the rookie team, how you couldn’t run 15mins without your shins hurting, how Coach turned you into a heel-striking shuffler and how happy you were to leave that camp being able to run 2 hrs pain-free on the track.
  • Sometimes an old song comes onto the ipod and you think back to where you were back when you first heard that song.
  • You realize you are now running on the Jeju ironman run course and are surprised at how you thought it was so hilly 3 months (and 10 pounds) ago and now you barely even notice any hills.
  • You wonder how much of your improvement is due to the amount of weight you’ve lost and how much it’s due to Doc’s coaching.  The two are correlated of course.
  • You laugh because your coach and teammates thought you were pretty huge when they first met you (10-20 pounds ago) but what they don’t know is that you actually used to be MUCH BIGGER.  In fact, over 35 pounds bigger back in 2004 between your second and third ironmans.  And how that would make a great blog post, you even have the embarassing pictures to prove it.
  • You toss around some blog ideas in your head.
  • You seethe with jealousy over James’ latest blog showing all the free schwag the Kona teammates are getting, and how it’s like Christmas in Kona!  ***jealous jealous jealous!!!***

Well 4+ hours and all those random thoughts later I arrive back home and discover it is like Christmas in Jeju too!  I have two big boxes greeting me and even with the runners’ high, my spirits are lifted exponentially higher:

yippee I love mail!!!

yippee I love mail!!!

Mom has sent me back the triathlon gear I thought I didn’t need!  When GreatMan was originally postponed, I had thrown my BlueSeventy wetsuit and other race necessities in with the dead warrior horse and shipped them home from Switzerland.  Anything to help avoid the evil excess baggage fees.  Then upon learning the race was still on but postponed, well hmm “Mom I need my stuff back!”

taking photos of yourself can be hard.

taking photos of yourself can be hard.

She even threw in what every triathlon superstar dreams of…a brand new Camelbak!!  Oh, best day ever!!  I am super excited to try this out in a couple days during my next monster run…it is a new model called the Annadel (the men’s/unisex model is called the Fairfax) and comes with it’s own sternum strap:

dont laugh, you would look tired too if you just ran 4 hours.

don't laugh, you would look tired too if you just ran 4 hours.

The two models I’ve had before (the Charm and the Hydrobak) didn’t have a chest strap so I had to rig my own, MacGyver-style, to minimize the bouncing on my back.  They managed to build in some bigger compartments for storing stuff like your keys and snacks (e.g. emergency cookies for a monster run), without adding very much bulk to it.

isnt it great how the one I just used is so salty??

isn't it great how the one I just used is so salty??

It’s so pretty!  I love the periwinkle color, although when I do make it big and Camelbak fights amongst other hydration pack companies to sponsor me, it will come in a pink teamTBB color scheme.  ;)

Anyway, thank you to Mom, Cousin Vicki who arranged the shipping to Ariel, and Ariel for sending it down here to me!

The other box came from my newest (and very own!) sponsor:  Yogavive, which makes all-natural organic apple chips.  They are called Yogachips and each one-bag serving is only 35 calories with no added sugar or preservatives.  They sent me a big box of 100 bags of apple chips (yeah the whole box is still only 3500 calories!!) in all five flavors: original, cinnamon, caramel, peach, and strawberry.

I wonder how long it would take for me to eat all this

I wonder how long it would take for me to eat all this

My favorite flavors are the original and strawberry.  These apple chips are actually a perfect match for me as Coach has been calling me a “born-again” with regards to the changes I’ve made to my diet this past year, especially the last couple months.  Other than the massive amounts of Gatorade I drink when biking and running, and the monster run cookies, for the most part I’ve eliminated processed foods out of my regular diet.  I would go as far as to say over 90% of what I eat these days are whole unprocessed foods.  If I do eat anything processed, I’ve gotten particular about checking the list of ingredients and try to keep it to five ingredients or less, with names I recognize.  Obviously this is difficult in Korea when I can’t read the ingredients at all, so much easier to stick to things that don’t come with a nutrition label!  E.g. I’ve been eating sweet potatoes during my bike rides…boiled and sliced:

theyre just like French Fries without all the fat ;)

they're just like French Fries without all the fat ;)

I know some of you are concerned I’m not eating enough with all this weight I’ve lost recently (that’s what happens when you get famous, first they say you’re too fat, then you’re too skinny, it never ends) but it’s funny…I think I may actually be eating more carbs than I ever have–they just come in the form of bananas, sweet potatoes, oats, and much more rice than I’ve eaten in the last few years. 

these like the Yogachips have the Superstar Snack Seal of Approval

these like the Yogachips have the "Superstar Snack Seal of Approval"

I have to go to the store every other day to get more nanners and taters.  And yeah, I am being a really good Chinese girl now, using the rice cooker every day and making boatloads of rice!  Ok, that is enough preaching from this “born-again” but I have had some inquiries on how I’ve gotten so lean.  Not that I’m qualified to give out any nutrition advice as I have yet to prove that I can keep the weight off, but that’s my plan!  Let’s just say I have finally found what works for me and I’m sticking to it.  Clearly the chocolate croissant diet in France didn’t work.  ;)

Well, too bad my teammates all left already, I guess I don’t have to share my apple chips!  :D

Thank you Yogavive!!

I love that Jeju loves having us here!

Sunday, September 27th, 2009
the feeling is mutual!

the feeling is mutual!

Well Jeju loves having us here, and I’m loving being here.

You see signs all over the island proclaiming their love for us!

they say it in Japanese and Chinese too

they say it in Japanese and Chinese too

It started with Ariel from the Jeju tourism office greeting me at the airport with flowers…for the second time actually!  The first time was in July when I raced the ironman here.

I look like @ss from the travel but isnt Ariel cute?

I look like @ss from the travel but isn't Ariel cute?

We have welcome banners by the Blue Hill House and one in the swimming pool.

ok we can forgive them for putting Lance on our banner.

ok we can forgive them for putting Lance on our banner.

The pool is a really sweet 50-meter pool.  And by sweet I mean really painful.

big sports complex housing our pool

big sports complex housing our pool

The roads have the best surfaces for riding on, not much traffic, and there’s always gorgeous scenery to keep your spirits high.

its a pretty bike-friendly island

it's a pretty bike-friendly island

gorgeous roads with gorgeous scenery

gorgeous roads with gorgeous scenery

lovely sights to see

lovely sights to see

Some of my favorite sessions are at the Marathon Center track.  I couldn’t believe they have both a big stadium with a main track, and another warm-up track right outside of it!  This was why I got confused on my first day–I knew there were two tracks, but didn’t see my teammates go inside the stadium.  I saw the warm-up track and thought “oh no…they are not here…they must be at the other track.  Wherever that is!”

the South Korean flag flies next to the Jeju Self-Governing Province flag

the South Korean national flag flies next to the Jeju Self-Governing Province flag

We had a film crew follow us around for a mini documentary.  Because we are V.I.P. triathlon superstars here!

1-2-3, yell Team TBB!

1-2-3, yell "Team TBB!"

They took us on a little shopping trip to the traditional market, where we got all kinds of special deals on fresh veggies.

hamming it up with the veggie ladies

hamming it up with the veggie ladies

The filming capped off with a team BBQ…Korean hospitality is pretty sweet!  And by sweet I mean delicious :)

not quite camera-ready

not quite camera-ready

with Seulgi, the director/producers interpreter, and Ariel

with Seulgi, the director/producer's interpreter, and Ariel

Needless to say I am enjoying being back on Jeju Island where I left with some very good memories back in July.  Every time I run by Jungmun beach, the water is beautiful but almost annoyingly flat.  No vomit-inducing waves like during race morning, so I’m sure my teammates think I am just a crap swimmer making stuff up.  Then again until I go under an hour I am just a crap swimmer, so no difference.

A lot of the roads we ride on are part of the ironman course, so that always makes me smile when I see the mile markers.  And we go by the World Cup stadium on the way to track workouts–where the finish line of my first triathlon win was!

Sometimes when people stare and whisper at me, surely they are saying “hey isn’t that the girl that won the ironman here??”  Well either that or “that girl has really cool hair.  and she’s super tall.”  OK maybe I am getting a big head, but at the track a week ago I was actually greeted as “Hello, Jeju ironman champion!”  Turns out it was local pro triathlete Cho, who had been also raced in July and won it the previous year.

Then we went to a team dinner last weekend at a restaurant and the owner exclaimed to me “oh welcome back!  Long time no see!”  He remembered me from the race too!

I also found out I have a picture in one of the national sports magazines here–it’s the Korean Sports Promotion Foundation’s monthly publication and there’s a nice write-up on the Jeju ironman, the “toughest day in sports” as they call it.

not just a tri magazine but a national sports publication!

not just a tri magazine but a national sports publication!

there I am!

there I am!

To add to my fame and superstardom here, we raced at the Beautiful Jeju International Marathon today.  I got put in the marathon of course…and actually won it!  With a new huge PR of 3:15!  I’ll save the details for my next blog but a bunch of local athletes also recognized me from the ironman race and they wanted photos with me AND autographs.  Of course being such a ham I thoroughly enjoyed it!  :D

In fact I am loving Jeju so much, I decided to stay here for another 3 weeks.  The GreatMan ironman race that was originally cancelled has now been postponed to October 25th.  I am training very well here and really love it here, so why not cap off a great training camp in Jeju with another great result at GreatMan?  That’s the plan and as I am in the best shape of my life, I can’t wait to smash my PR from Ironman China–that 11:08 is going down!  I am even starting to get a real six-pack and am not leaving Korea without one.  :D

THANK YOU JEJU FOR HAVING US HERE!  :)

the Swiss track marathon championships

Monday, August 31st, 2009

The end of August and thus the end of Swiss training camp approaches.  All of my roommates–Bean, LC, and recently Manny–have abandoned me to clean out the Swiss penthouse to Swiss standards.  A very daunting task and I’m not sure if I am up to it!  I tossed out the half jar of Nutella one of them left as I am learning to think more like a champion, a nice side effect from hanging out with Coco.  Which means I need to eat more like a champion.  And champions don’t eat Nutella.  Or chocolate croissants.  Or chocolate cereal.  Or chocolate cookies.  Anyone who tells you otherwise is either a guy or one of them skinny-ass vegetarian girls!

I land in Korea for our September training camp on Friday, and with just 2 weeks out from my next ironman race, the GreatMan in central Korea, learned that the race has been cancelled.  The official reason is the H1N1 flu hype–my initial reaction was “but I’ve already had swine flu and it wasn’t that bad!”  But now rumors have been circulating that my competition (both the pro women AND men) heard I was racing and were totally scared off.  Apparently I was ready to whack the living daylights out of them after training and racing for 6 weeks in the Swiss and French Alps.  Who knew the Wongstar was so damn intimidating?

Well, I like nothing better to vent out my disappointment than a monster marathon run on the track.  No teammates and no Coach would be there; just me, my Avias, the two Camelbaks, a fully-charged ipod, and the Swiss Alps surrounding me.  I decided that this would be my own championship race.  The Swiss track marathon championships!  Nobody to whack the living crap out of except for myself.  Because it is what you do when nobody is watching that makes the difference.

where champions are made

where champions are made

My support crew consisted of Fall Out Boy, Linkin Park, Katy Perry, Good Charlotte, ATB, the Killers, Kelly Clarkson and even some Avril and Britney.  This new playlist was only 3hr 37min long, so of course I had to finish before the last song ended.  3:39 was my fastest track marathon over 4 months ago in Subic, and 3:33 was my best marathon ever at Embrun 2 weeks ago.  Maybe now I could go under 3.5 hours!

The night before I made the dinner of champions:  a big liver and onion salad.  Most people find eating liver to be really gross but being Chinese I don’t find it unusual and actually…like it.  I finally figured out how to cook it myself after Bean left.  It is also chock full of all kinds of magical nutritional goodness, and bonus, it’s also the cheapest meat here ;)  Don’t tell my competition, but eating liver is going to make me faster than them!

food for champions, bon appetit!

food for champions, bon appetit!

I also filled up my Camelbaks and put them in the fridge so I could roll out of bed and get an early start.  Below is a picture from my Jeju race; see, I really did use Starbucks!  I couldn’t find a Starbucks or even bottled Starbucks here in Leysin, so I used the local iced coffee: 3 servings with 80mg of caffeine in each.  Is that a lot?  I also threw in 3 tabs of Kona Cola Nuun for electrolytes, before realizing each tab also has 20mg of caffeine.  So 300mg of caffeine for someone who rarely has any…now that’s rocket fuel.

There is a reason they look like IV bags...they provide a constant drip of hydration and electrolytes!  and caffeine in the 2nd one!

There is a reason they look like IV bags...they provide a constant drip of hydration and electrolytes! and caffeine in the 2nd one!

Well I biked down to the track Sunday morning, an early start meant brr was it cold.  Not yet September and already getting cold in Switzerland!  I wore my Scody one-piece racing kit, it’s always good to practice training in what you race in.  At least the sun was out and I would warm up soon enough.  Off I went; it always takes me a couple miles to settle in and soon I was comfortably shuffling along.  A few guys were out for their regular Sunday stroll around the track.  One of them was speedwalking in Lane 1, but always moved aside when I approached and would call out “Bravo!” to me.  His technique reminded me to go heel-toe, heel-toe.  My legs and feet are finally starting to cooperate after Coach said this was the only way to get under 3:20.  No more silly toe-running, I want to go under 3:20!

The miles began to fly by almost effortlessly and my legs seemed to go into auto-pilot.  Is this “the zone?” because I think I’m “in the zone!”  Track marathons are not for the mentally weak.  Before I knew it, I had hit halfway and switched to the iced coffee rocket fuel.  Delicious!  Cappuccino flavor.  Not sure if anybody else drinks coffee during their marathons, but you are all missing out.  :)  I went back to holding pace and soon the legs told me they wanted to go faster.  Well, ok legs, but don’t go crazy, keep it under control, ok?!

With 10k to go I granted full permission to flog myself and brought the mile splits down further…7:20…7:16…  Nothing like a good negative split to finish off a track marathon!  Wow that seemed to go by a lot quicker than the last time…  oh, because I did actually go a lot quicker than last time…faster than I ever have before!  I didn’t see my final marathon time until I hit “stop”:

a little bit salty despite my electrolyte drips

a little bit salty despite my electrolyte drips

3:26:04, a new marathon PR!

I relaxed, rehydrated, and refueled, then headed back up the mountain on Blue Steel.  The hardest part about biking home was actually swinging my leg over the top tube…a little bit sore!  I don’t see why anybody would pay 13 francs to take the train up when you have a perfectly working bike with a full set of gears.  ;)

Champions don’t take the easy way home.

Chinese women = marathon superstars

Wednesday, August 26th, 2009

As I mentioned in my forum thread, I was very excited (and totally but pleasantly surprised!) to flip on the TV and catch the end of the women’s marathon at the Track & Field World Championships in Berlin last weekend.

The women’s champion, Xue Bai of China, is only 20 years old and did her first marathon when she was 14.  When I was 20 years old, I did my first marathon…during my first Ironman.  It took me over 2 more hours than Xue’s 2:25.

So China took 1st, 4th and 5th, winning the team title as well.  Japan took 2nd, and Ethiopa took 3rd.  WOW, 4 Asian women in the top 5, and 3 of them were Chinese!  What happened to the Kenyans?  They were 6th in the team ranking.  The Americans didn’t do so good either…our top girl went 10th and I think ended up in the medical tent.

Now when I go running, I try to identify more with my Chinese side.  ;)  Coach does the same thing here–whenever I do or say something dumb, he grumbles something about stupid Americans…but if I do something like race well, he’ll say it’s because I’m Chinese and I’m tough!  :)

I even have the matching shorts, remember?

this was from 3 months ago, my butt may have shrinken more since then :)

this was taken 3 months ago...my butt may have shrinken more since then :)

They are actually the only casual shorts I have here.  (Yeah, I’m so proud of myself for packing light…my casual bottoms consist of one pair of jeans, a jean skirt, and these shorts.)

I just really hope none of these Chinese runners are taking any illegal “turtle juice,” as Bek would say.  I was SO disappointed when I found out Marion Jones had been taking performance-enhancing drugs.  She was winning everything when I was a geeky and impressionable little high school runner.  I even bought a copy of her autobiography.  Stupid American.

At the track today, Coach even told me I actually looked like I was running!  Yes, that’s what we call a backhanded compliment, but I’ll take it!  Clearly I have been inspired and am starting to embrace my Chinese marathoning blood.  It’s in there somewhere.  Maybe I will even get under 3 hours someday, I mean if all these Chinese girls can go under 2.5 hours, surely I can go under 3!  It may take a few years…or more… but I am a patient little Jedi.  Just keep training hard and consistently, and work on my heel-strike to perfect the Wongstar Shuffle.

Also makes me wonder how fast I can run an open marathon.  I have never done one, I just race them when they are preceded by a 3.8k swim and at least a 180k bike ride.  ;)  Otherwise I do them in training without the swim and bike warm-up.  I don’t really have any desire to race a marathon by itself though, I kind of think I would go just as fast as I do in an ironman…speaking of which, my friend Amy pointed out that I qualified for the Boston Marathon at Embrun!  Haha, well if I keep cutting down my marathon splits by over 20mins at a time, soon I will get the men’s qualifying time…that’s a 3:10!

happy running,
an inspired and very Chinese Wongstar

Eating a Pain Sandwich

Monday, August 24th, 2009

How to Become an Asian Triathlon Superstar, Step #25: Learn to deal with pain (the good kind).

Over a year ago, my motto going into the Vineman 70.3 was “I eat pain for breakfast.” I made myself hurt during the race and had a big PR, breaking 5 hours for the first time. That was before I started attending training camps with Coach and teamTBB, and now I’ve been learning to eat pain for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

Just to clarify, this pain I speak of is not the “oh I’m injuring myself” kind of hurt. This is the good kind of pain, the extreme discomfort that comes from pushing your body harder than it wants to go, but is necessary to get yourself to go faster than you think is possible. (So Mom, stop freaking out whenever my Facebook status says something about how my legs are hurting…it’s a good kind of hurt… otherwise I will block you from seeing my status messages, I really will.)

So it amuses me to no end that here on the French side of Switzerland and all over France, there are shops you can go to where you can buy pain. You can even buy pain sandwiches! How about that. The Frenchies are a masochistic bunch.

shopping for pain, what kind would you like today?

shopping for pain, what kind would you like today?

Over in Embrun, Blue Steel and I went to one of these pain shops. If I was going to be experiencing the pain that was Embrunman, I wanted to be prepared. I figured I should eat a pain sandwich the day before the race.

good race preparation, visiting the pain shop!

good race preparation, visiting the pain shop!

Inside the pain shop, the pain sandwiches stared me in the face…and SMILED.

a little creepy but cute, huh?

a little creepy but cute, huh?

What was this?! Pain should be eaten with a smile!

eat your pain with a smile!

eat your pain with a smile!

Blue Steel and I enjoyed eating our pain sandwich, and the next day at Embrun we were ready to hurt. We embraced the pain…we learned to hurt. Coco once told me to not fear the pain, because when you learn to deal with it while training, you can really push through it on race day.

Coach says dealing with the pain is different in the three disciplines. Obviously I’m still learning to hurt in the swim. Swimming pain is the hardest for me to embrace, but every morning I try to hurt a little more in the pool. I can make myself hurt most on the bike, but this has yet to manifest itself in my racing. On the run I don’t ever appear to be hurting…I take the pain with a big smile! Just like the pain sandwich at the pain shop. Smiling has been shown to have an analgesic effect on pain. But maybe I have yet to go hard enough in the run to make it really hurt. I am sure there are deeper levels of pain that I have yet to experience and embrace. But when I do…my times should drop to much lower!

At the moment I am merely a student of pain. I have much to learn.

in case you havent figured out what pain is in French...

in case you haven't figured out what "pain" is in French...

Adventures in Fixed Gear Riding

Wednesday, August 12th, 2009

Rumor has it that a bike monster in the making, code name Wongstar, has been going up and down the mountains of Switzerland on a fixed gear bike.  Well technically this is not true as on a true fixed gear bike, you can’t coast; if the wheels are spinning, the pedals are spinning.  Oh boy would that suck going down these hills.  It is true that Khan the Somewhat Revived Warrior Horse has been locked into a single speed configuration.  39-19 which I’m told is the same as 53-25.  This morning was Khan’s last ride, I went up the mountain (or more a hill by now) for the tenth time in the faux fixed gear.

And true that by the fifth time I went up, the big hill going home was less of a mountain.  For the past 2 weeks this is the only biking I’ve done.  What will it be today, Coach?  Will I go up the hill once, twice, or three times today?  Because this gear ratio is really only good for going up and down steep hills–it is when the road flattens out that I get stuck, spinning out of gears quickly.

This weekend is Embrunman, what I like to call a “bonus ironman” because the bike is 188km instead of 180km, with over 5000 meters of climbing.  They tell me this is where boys become men and girls become women.  Just in time I got my new old frameset back, and really I am grateful to finally have more than one gear option!  I won’t be picky.  Two would be nice…how about the 53-19 and 39-19?

After the type of biking I’ve done over the last 2 weeks I’m thinking that going up any mountain with a full set of gears on my bike is going to feel…well…simply AMAZING!

As for our dear friend Khan, if I ever go back to track racing on the velodrome, you may see him as a true fixie without any brakes.  Here are some old photos of me in my track cycling days back in 2006.  The “Superdrome” in Frisco, Texas was a true velodrome with the steep 44-degree banked corners.  Not like some of those wussy shallow velodromes.  My track cycling career was short-lived as this was just a minor distraction from Ironman racing:

Superfun at the Superdrome

getting chicked is hard for the male ego to handle

getting chicked is tough for the male ego. bwahaha

whatever you do, don't stop pedaling or you'll fall

look Ma no brakes!

from supernerd to superstar

Tuesday, August 11th, 2009

Last weekend I missed my high school’s 10-year reunion in favor of training with a pretty good triathlon team and a pretty okay triathlon coach here in Switzerland.  ;)

To commemorate this momentous occasion for the Westmoor High School class of 1999, I had my dad scan some photos from the old high school track scrapbook.

this awesome photo is circa 1995

this awesome photo is circa 1995

as you can see…long before the Wongstar was a superstar, she was a supernerd.  I had the glasses and braces my first two years, got straight A’s and always had my hand up in the air in class.  I was worse than Hermione in Harry Potter; sometimes I would correct my math teachers if I caught any mistakes on the chalkboard.  School and homework came easily to me, which was good because I had the stereotypical Chinese parents who would get very upset if any of us ever got a B+.  Actually, getting an A- was only barely acceptable.

look Coach Im heel-striking!!  Im heel-striking!

look Coach I'm heel-striking!! I'm heel-striking!

What I absolutely loved was running on the cross country and track team.  Running didn’t come so easily, maybe that’s what drew me to it–the challenge.  My older sister was the one who wanted to be a runner, I ended up joining as well because she was my childhood hero.  I wanted to be just like her!  Even though by high school, we pretended we didn’t know each other in the hallways.  During one of my first summer practices my freshman year, I totally puked after we did hill repeats on the Fort Funston sand dunes in San Francisco.  Coach DiMaggio gave me a big pep talk because he thought I was going to quit the team after that incident.  Quitting had never occurred to me, and wow was my big sister mortified!  It was great!

I think Im still prepubescent here.

I think I'm still prepubescent here.

Being on the track team taught me to work hard and be disciplined.  (I didn’t get that from school and homework because like I said…it came easily to a nerd like me.)  Even though I wasn’t the most talented distance girl on the team, I had more passion and a stronger work ethic than my teammates who were naturally faster, and I would find myself catching them in the second half of each season.  I ended up being a top varsity runner during my four years of high school, but this was the big fish/small pond syndrome and I have no big delusions of grandeur.  I was decent in our league, but I was well aware that California was and is a hotbed of top-notch prep runners.  I never made it to any of the state meets, and I knew my running talent wasn’t good enough to get me a college scholarship.

running a sub-six-minute mile

running a sub-six-minute mile

So back to the supernerd part.  I went on to become co-valedictorian with an SAT score over 1500, and got accepted into every college I applied to with plenty of offers for academic scholarships.  I knew what the college admissions people were looking for: someone smart and “well-rounded.”  So in addition to being a runner, I was also in the Symphonic Band (I played the flute but no, I never made it to band camp, got chickenpox that summer instead), twirled rifles in the color guard, and was an officer in both the Science Club and Chinese Club.  Maybe that is how I ended up becoming so good at marketing myself as a future superstar…

I was such an overachiever, but hey…fast forward 10 years or so and at my first TBB camp in Subic, Mat tells me quite matter-of-factly, “Our team is full of overachievers.”  And here I am again, not one of the most talented athletes on the team, but I have the passion and a strong work ethic.  Some things never change.  But at least I look a little cooler now.