About Kim Goodell . . .
I am a triathlete and coach in Boulder, Colorado, and run my own website,
EliteWaveTraining.com.
After seven lively, crowded, high-speed years in Chicago, I moved to Madison, Wisconsin,
to be closer to all the hills and open roads a cyclist could want.
After a few Wisconsin winters I moved back to California, but found I missed the hills
and country roads that lured me to the sport of triathlon in the first place, so two
years later relocated to Colorado. This is a triathlete's paradise!
My success in triathlons led me to begin coaching others, from beginners to serious
athletes. I've coached in Chicago, Madison, San Jose/Silicon Valley, and Boulder,
focusing primarily on women's training programs.
I've come a long way from those teen days when I used to lie to my PE teacher to get
out of running the mile, and whine to my parents about the trials and traumas of being
forced to ride my bike to school. Despite the fact that I only joined the swim team
because it was the one sport that didn't make me sweaty, I always did love swimming
(a little secret my high school coaches would probably be interested to know...)
After spending my
college
years immersed in Theatre and Art projects, I returned to athletics in my early 20s, and
was actually a little surprised to discover a passion for swimming, biking and running.
These days, people always ask which sport I like the best.
Lucky me, I love all three.
Random post from earlier blog stories . . .
Off-Roading: My Trail Run Debut
The King's Mountain Half Marathon route in Huddart Park
Today's Lesson: Not all trail runs are created equal.
When I signed up for Wildflower Long Course, Karin Langer advised, "Better trail run your ass off!" So I've been doing just that.
I broke the seal on trail races last month with the Woodside King's Mountain Half. It went alright, all things considered. I was just coming down with a cold, so my energy was low and my heart rate was running 10-20 bpm higher than usual (Just don't run when you're sick. It's dumb. I promise I paid the price for my presumptuousness in the week that followed ... ) This meant that I had to walk more than usual just to reign in my sky-rocketing heart rate. The course was a steady, gradual climb 1,880 feet up to the 6.5 mile turnaround point. After that, I just tucked my legs up underneath me and effortlessly careened back down the mountain like a winged unicorn until mile 12, where I rolled my ankle and limped the final mile on raw adrenaline, hoping to beat the onset of swelling.
I finished in a respectable 1:37, which was good enough for 4th female overall.
Today's race was the King Richard Annual Half Marathon, and I figured that now that I was in good health and had my mischievous ankle swaddled, there was no way I couldn't snag a PR!
As we crowded the starting line, the race director warned us that this course "Packs a punch" and once we got a taste of it, we would certainly wonder what we'd gotten ourselves into!
"Oh, and watch out for rattlesnakes," he casually added.
Posted by Kimberly 04/04/2015
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