Today is one of those days. Wake up, eat, work out, eat, work out again, eat again, work out for a third time, and finally eat a full-sized meal. I started off with a big bowl of oats with a banana, protein powder, with some homemade apple sauce mixed in. During my first workout, a two hour bike trainer ride, I drank two bottles of sports drink and had a gel. After rides like this the last thing I feel like eating afterwards is anything sugary. Enter the savory second breakfast.
Over two and a half years. That's how long it's been since my last podium finish in a pro triathlon. That's quite a drought in a sport where there are champions crowned at races every weekend. But that's what happens when you have an injury (or two) and then step away from racing to have a baby.
Last year I raced a handful of times, starting just 4 months after Amy was born. I traveled around the country for the Rev3 tri series
