Lache pas!

On dit pas ca, c’est meme pas une option de lacher. Si on lache on doit avoir une bonne excuse!


Go les jambes!

Ca va bien!

Y’en reste pas long!

Ca descent a partir d’ici!

T’es belle/ Beau!

Ca te fait bien du rouge!

N’ importe quoi mais PAS LACHE PAS!! Ca se dit pas a un/une athlete. On travaille fort, on mange bien, on s’entraine avec des coachs pour FINIR nos defis. La derniere chose qu’on veut entendre c’est LACHE PAS parce qu’on veut pas lacher!

Bon c’est dit:)


Penta quoi??

Pentathlon des neiges!!

Ce sera ma premiere participation et j ai hate! Ca va etre le fun!!

Quand Jai dit ca a PO Boily il m’a dit: “Pas sur que tu vas encore dire ca quand tu vas arriver a la raquette…”

Une autre de tes idees de fous vous allez me dire..Ben non c est pas si pire que ca un ti 2h30 d efforts….

Ouais, Quand j ai dit ca a PO il m’a dit: pas sur que tu vas dire ca quand tu vas avoir le dos dans le tapis pendant le 9 km de patin de vitesse…

Ben coup donc, c est du sport et du sport j en ai fait toute ma vie…

A suivre:)

Evenement: 26-27 fevrier sur les plaines a Quebec


Vitesse: our brown girl

Last year in January, my mom was diagnosed with Lymphoma cancer.

This year in January, my brown pup was diagnosed with Lymphoma cancer.

My best friend’s dad said that Vitesse took my mom’s cancer to save her life…I believe him. Vitesse is always the first one to take care of a tear, a sadness or a sickness. She is always there when you need her, she loves you no matter what, she give’s kisses even when you don’t ask for them, she braves the cold to greet you at the car when you get home, you can always count on her warmth and her snuggle….

Friday the 7th Vitesse was taken to the emergency hospital for doggies in Canada… They told me 4 to 6 weeks. We were devastated. I couldn’t believe that this little brown thing was going to leave us.

Since that day, Vitesse lost 10 pounds, she take drugs to make her life easy and comfortable. She is very calm, still keeps me warm in bed at night and run in the snow first thing in the morning. No more snowshoeing for her on long walk outside cause her skin and bone jacket is not quite enough.

I don’t know when… But Im taking each minute of each day to make sure she is close to me, not hungry  and comfortable.

Tim is in europe and Vitesse told me she can’t wait to see him:)

thanks for reading

the story goes on:)

Good morning everyone,

Kona is coming soon and I will not be there. I am not sad or bummed…Im realistic.

I had started my quest for Kona last year, I trained all winter in Santa Barbara, swam 4 to 5 times a week, ran a bunch and bike a lot too. I thought that I could make it there…Well, after St-George in the spring where I DNF’d because of a hamstring issue, I had to rethink my situation…And I did.

I took a break from running long, biking long and swimming long…and started to rest my legs. I had plans to do maybe lake placid or another Ironman in the season but as of right now, I never did. I guess I realized that I love to train and stay fit but not that much!!! It really took all my life, all my time and all my energy. Im not saying that I didn’t enjoy doing it, Im saying that I just don’t think it was for me at that time. Im also not saying that I wont try again.

Summer has been busy like always, we bought a new house, I raced in the para-cycling world championships (which changed my life), I took part in a charity 24h bike ride for cancer and started running with a group in town here. I was always a runner in heart. When I was a kid I started to race at the age of 10 until I was at University. So I joined them and really enjoy their company. Most of these guys run ultra’s…Crazy, thats like 160km or 100 miles or 4 marathons back to back or driving to montreal,QC and back from Bromont,QC. I was inspired but not willing to try that quite yet:)

So through the summer I took part in a 21km trail run and a 40km one. Then 2 weeks ago I went running with my group, hadn’t seen them for a while and they all told me they were doing VT50: thats either a mt bike race of 50 miles or you can also race on foot. I did it last year on the bike and it took me 8h15 in a real mudfest.  Great idea!!! Im in. No training, I haven’t ran more than 2hrs lately…hhmmmmm oh well!

So to prepare for that, I flew the week end before to Pittsburg and drove to Deep Creek lake in MD for the Savageman Triathlon Olympic and half Ironman distances (yes, two races). Again I did it last year and I wanted to go back. FYI I have a compact on my bike for that race, 7000 feet of climbing in 56 miles and the run is NOT flat. Again sometimes I have the best ideas out there! Im going all the way there so might as well do both. So Saturday I won the olympic distance (1.5km swim,40km bike and 10km run) and felt fine:) The next morning I woke up……sooooo sore, and I had to do it all over again and even longer:) I did it and got 3rd, with a broken derailler that had me stuck in the 11 and made me walk the last couple hills. Anyway that was fun. Training for the vt 50 was done:)


Early morning, dark, and chilly.

Start: Feeling good but trying to hold back and start slow…not slow enough.

20km in: Im on my pace of 9h that I want to achieve

40km in: Feeling a blister on the inside of my right foot, Not good.

60km : What the hell am I doing here? Where is the truck so I can go back to the ski area and eat, its been 7h of running I think thats enough? My knee hurts…

65km: Only 9 miles to go not that bad, should be able to do that, 9 miles is no biggie…

66km; Crap still8.5 miles to go, I feel like Im not moving. My brain is no longer connected to my legs.

70km; Only 10km to go  wow I think I can finish this thing..Im not on target now but will miss the 9h, well at this point I dont care:) chips and coke at the feed.

75km; Am I there yet? God that shit is long, stay focused. think about baby steps…

76km: Can I borrow a bike for the last 4km? Man, a bike would be so nice right now? How about a chair? Bed? I need to lay down,

77km : I stop for a sec to look at my legs…knees are sooooo swollen Im in major pain

79km; Smile you are almost there not even a mile to go…Yeah right I bet Its all downhill from here too? I hate downhills!

80km; I get passed on the line by another woman who could actually run at the end. I was 5th overall In 9h24min …thats too long next year I will go for 8h30 and train for it:)


I stop swimming after Ironman St George the 1st of may and I was only 2 min slower in the water…

I make it up the 31% wall at Savageman for the 2nd year: got my second brick!

VT 50:

Dont do that at home its painful,

Pizza delivery is awesome after a 50 mile run race when you can’t walk

I hate bananas, potatoes, chips and drank heed and water,

I cant believe they do 100 miles of that

Walking around the house in compression tights is actually necessary, and looks sooo good

Ill be back next year:)

People think Im crazy!

Life keeps me busy!

Here I am, after a winter in Santa Barbara, a spring bouncing around from Canada and Beverly and now living the hot summer of New england, so many things happened and are still happenning! Tim is back on his feet or should I say ankle, racing and finishing off the road season that he never really saw this year.

Me? Ah you know not that much! Not! I realised that Ironman was hard. I new it was going to be, but I didn’t think that I wouldn’t be able to finish. My hamstring issue off the bike into the run was a big problem and its just starting to feel better after 2 months. So Im not saying that the Ironman aventure is over but I needed to take a step back. Up next, Savageman in September and probably one last triathlon of the season in November.

In the meantime I have been up in Canada to see my friends and family. My mom is recovering from cancer and my dad always trying to be in control of his Lupus. They are doing well, getting back to life after 2 hard years. Back on the Moto’s and my dad started to ride his bike…at first it was hard to ride even 25 km. Then I told him he didn’t have to worry if he couldn’t get back home, he could just stop and call the taxi (my mom)! He did. One morning he left and after probably 60km he stopped, had enough and called my mom. Perfect. Now that my mom is feeling better she is riding with him.

What else? I accepted a position to pilot (on a tandem) for a blind paracyclist athlete for Canada, did national championships after only being on a tandem twice and we won the road race! Now on to the world championships at the end of August in Baie Comeau, QC CAN. It’s an adventure to have someone that trusts you riding on a bike. She puts her head down and listens to my commands and pedals. After we cross a finishline she would ask:” did we win?” and I would tell her yes! She then patted me on the back and was so happy! Great feeling.

and then…Tim and I bought a house, my coaching little business is going well, I did 2 long trail running races and am planning on another longer one at the end of September and even more fun adventures I’ll tell you about soon, stay tuned.

Ironman st-George part two

First of all I have to say that I was very impressed with the organization. With so many people, the lines were  never that long and things went very smoothly. If you didn’t know(I didn’t) when you do an ironman its not like any other triathlon where your stuff (running shoes, bike helmet etc.) is in transition beside your bike…When you register they give you a couple different colored bags that you have to fill up with the right stuff for each of the transitions  and then  drop them off the night before .

So it basically goes like this:

1-Get the bags

2-In my case, figure out why I have all those bags…do i really need to use them?

3-Go to the Pro’s meeting and feel like a beginner when have to ask about the bags!

4-Put bike shoes+helmet+oakley’s in bike transition bag: done

5-Put running shoes+running belt with my number on it+plus running cap+ gel bottle in running transition bag: done

6-Morning clothes bag: hmmmm what’s that one? Stuff that you will be wearing in the morning before the start…that will be brought back to you at transition 2 (also finish) witch is miles away from transition 1.

So when you get out of the water (T1) someone shouts your number, they give you your bag, you run to the tent and get help to get changed, sunscreen etc, then you leave everything there and the woman that was helping you put all your stuff from the swim in your numbered bag.

T2: After you’re done with the bike, it’s the same thing, they take your bike, you take your bag, you change in the tent and off you go in your running shoes.

everyone got that?

ALL my stuff came back, I didn’t lose anything and my bike still had a probar in my little bento box on the top tube:)


The morning was chilly but very calm compared to the 2 days before the race. I woke up at 3am because I needed to get on a shuttle bus from the hotel to get to a bus that would transport us to the start. Tim was very happy to have me make noise in the room at that time:) he loves getting up early. NOT. But he didn’t complain.

When I left I knew I would only see him at the finish 11hrs later…

But I left knowing that I had a lots of people following me and cheering for me from afar. Thanks!

SWIM 2.4 miles or 4.2 km

Start: Pro’s start 10 min before everyone else. For me its a good thing because I am not a pack swimmer: less is better! The water was freezing and when I got in it I couldn’t breath. I really had to calm myself. The gun when off. The best women swam with the men’s leader’s WOW! I wish…I won’t tell you my time but I felt calm and confident in the water for 3/4 of the distance, then the last part was a little hectic but I managed. At that point I had athletes from the age categories catch me…Don’t have to tell you that when I got to my bike it was the last one standing among the pro’s! But I didn’t care.

BIKE 112 miles or 180km

I got on the bike and I couldn’t feel my index finger (the broken one). The wrapping that I had was wet and with the wind it was frozen…I also couldn’t feel my left foot. I was just hoping that someone would turn the heat up a little.

I felt right at home on my Cannondale Slice and stayed focused the whole way. I never went into the red zone, I ate almost all my stuff on the bike , drank tons and felt good. I passed a couple age group men and pro women on the way back. 10 km out maybe I had a guy fly by me and he yelled: “Those shoes are awesome!!” talking about my sweet yellow Mavic shoes:) I saw him on the run a little later and shouted back: “They are Mavic shoes!!”

The wind was pretty strong and the course hard and hilly, I used a lot my small chain ring even on flatter sections because of the wind and the rough pavement that made you even slower.

T2: MARATHON 26.2mi or 42km

I started in 4th position. I was last out of the water and now I was 4th. I had no idea.

I started to run and I had a guy from the race on a mt bike in front of me….Actually  I don’t think I ever really ran. My legs were like tree trunks and I could barely lift my left leg. I struggled through the first 20 km and was passed by a lot of women. They are amazing. They run so fast. I was not. I got a lots of encouragement on the run by some friends from Quebec and from the other women.


It was a hard thing to do and I’m not going to elaborate on that. I really wanted to finish but at that point it was a matter of getting injured or not, and I didn’t want that. I was bummed and I cried. The mt bike emergency patrol on the course got me a ride with a very nice man named LYN, is that funny or what:) He called Tim for me and we arranged to meet  back at the medical tent. when I got dropped off my sweet husband was there with his crutches waiting for me. I could barely walk and was helped to the tent.

Tim and I sat down for a minute and chatted with a old man that was in the race, but that had been taken out by another rider in the feed zone: he had a broken collarbone. Tim and I talked to him about all of our broken collarbones! When we left he was smiling again:)

to be continued…

Mom’s cancer

The situation is that the cancer is gone…well no more traces of it. After 4 chemio treatements, he decided to leave.

Now, 2 more treatements for my mom before she can really say :” Bye bye, hope to never see you again and by the way you were never welcome.”

Again life is a challenge and my mom got a pretty good one here.

and then you think…live your life fully you never know what’s around the corner.

Mom I love you and I will see you soon.

last couple days or so.

Life is always a challenge.

Back track to last saturday… Tim was racing In Dana Point, south of LA, and I was home training. I got a message that he had called. So after my last interval I stopped and listen to my voice mail. I am always a little nervous when he races but usually in a time trial things go well and I know he wont crash……Well I guess The TT at Dana Point was the exception of the rule.

Going full speed in a turn, down he went…he hit one of those reflector in the road (famous in California). So the message was “Well I crashed in the tt but im fine, just my ankle hurts a little”. I was relieved to hear that and gave him a call.

Came home the next day with a cast. Broken.

So for the next 4 weeks he is handicap.

Sea Otter was coming up and Tim needed to go up to do some stuff with SRAM. It was also my last opportunity to bring my motorcycle to Troy so he could drive it back to the East Coast in the big Green Cannondale  truck. Thats a plus for me cause I wont have to drive the tundra with the moto in the back. Things went well, Tim did more step with his crutches than I did running. We stayed in 2 nice hotels (thanks to SRAM) and had 2 great dinners,(Thanks to SRAM, Anthony from GIANT STRAWBERRY and  Johannes from CANNONDALE), one word : DELICIOUS !

In the mean time our good friend Jesse was baby sitting our dog Vitesse….Jesse is always aware and takes care of her like she’s his. But sometimes shit happens. Vitesse took off to see the neighbourgs dog on the other side of the street. Of course, a car was coming. She went face first into the side of the car, got scared, turned around, somehow got her toes nails ripped off and cut her paw. Back at the house like a car had ran her over…Oh wait thats what just happen. Her paw was bleeding a lot and Jess was I guess starting to think really really fast in his head!

I had left a paper on the fridge with vet info along with when to feed her and the poop schedule:).

Jesse wrapped her paw in a towel and picked up Vitesse to carry her to the vet ( 3 min walk)…50 meters down the street he put her down cause she was too heavy! 75 pounds is not lightweight! Vitese pulled Jesse all the way to the doctor.

I guess she did a mess at the vet office: blood everywhere…Thats my dog:)

She will be fine nothing broken but her little back leg is  looking a little rough right now…Ouff.

She will now be handicap for a couple days.

Bottom line I have two handicap in the house.

Oh and just got a phone call from Tim: I have another bone broken in my foot….Crap.