Welcome to my website.
It is a display of my life in a nutshell. The individual sections are a snapshot of what is going on in my racing world, my coaching services, and my battle with cancer.
As a San Antonio triathlon coach, I believe there are no limits to what you can do. I will work with you providing professional advice and guidance at all times to help you reach your personal goals.
Cancer is the six-letter word that can stop someone in their tracks. As a cancer survivor, I'm here to support, encourage, and help you navigate your way through it.
"Dear God, I pray for the cure of cancer. Amen"
My Story as a Breast Cancer Destroyer
My cancer story is one of uniqueness. Leave it to me to do something like cancer to its fullest. It did not begin with a Mammography diagnosis or a lump. My journey began about 4 years ago with some suspicious activity that turned into Paget’s disease – Paget's disease of the nipple is an uncommon type of cancer that forms in or around the nipple. Paget's disease of the nipple is almost always associated with underlying breast cancer. Scientists do not know what causes Paget's disease of the nipple, but two major theories have been suggested for how it develops. Symptoms of early-stage disease may include redness or crusting of the nipple skin's symptoms of more advanced disease often include tingling, itching, increased sensitivity, burning, or pain in the nipple – of the nipple which signaled the underlying cancer. On April 1st I found out about my breast cancer through a biopsy that came back as positive for Paget’s disease. The onslaught of tests, learning, and decisions were dizzying. I immediately went for an evaluation of the suspicious tissue and had to begin making decisions for my mastectomy. I quickly learned there is a test called the BRAC Analysis – a blood test that can let you know your risk for hereditary breast and ovarian cancer. Knowing your risk can help you Be Ready Against Cancer–so you can take steps to reduce your risk – which is a genetic test for breast and ovarian cancer. Finally, a piece of good news for me, I did not have the gene.
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My Story as a Triathlete
Growing up in the mid-west gives you time to run and play outside for most of the year. As a child, I lived to be outside and active. That love of the outdoors and activity has brought me to the sport of triathlon in the wonderful state of Texas. I still have most of the year to be out in the fresh air, but have to stay in now for the heat, and not the cold as I did in Iowa. Exercise helps me maintain the energy level I need to be an enthusiastic teacher. Teaching also gives me the opportunity to have a little extra training time between extra workshops in the summer. Training does get difficult as the school year winds down and when the year starts up again in August. A fatigued triathlete/teacher and young children do not go hand in hand. I love my role as a teacher shaping the curious mind of tomorrow and triathlete, encouraging them to reach for their goals whatever they might be.
That is the question often asked by most when first hearing about triathlons. In 2000, I was one of “those” people who knew very little about this wild and crazy addiction. While life guarding as a summer job, I was interested in the activities of an 18 year old co-worker’s. Each day she would bike into work - after running several miles. I asked about her “obsession,” knowing that she was also a wonderful swimmer. Thus began my first lesson in triathlon.
Growing up, I was the girl who “played well” with the boys. I never could quite get the hang of the hand-eye coordination thing when I was younger. I took up running after being a complete failure at playing basketball (and way too short). My running career took me to district competitions and state track meets from my freshman year to my senior years in high school. In college, I overcame my hand eye coordination difficulties to play rugby. I really could catch a ball if I kept my eyes open while the ball was coming at my face! I never really stopped running, but thought my competitive days were over.
My swimming-biking-running coworker invited me to watch her race in Boerne, Texas at the Y100 Boerne Triathlon. I was told this race was different than traditional triathlons since the run was second instead of last. The order didn’t matter much then. Heck, I was still trying to figure out how to do all three sports one after the other. When the race was done I thought, “I can do that. I know I can do that.”
And, as the old cliché goes, “the rest is history.”