In the August of 2013 I raced in Boulder Half Ironman 70.3. It was my worst race ever. Why? In my head I was all in. I mean, I’ve done a full distance Ironman (140.6 miles) and had an incredible day with no complications in any way. But during this 70.3 I realized I had done just enough training to get to the starting line, but not enough to get across the finish line and feel like I had accomplished something major. In fact, when I crossed the finish line I felt defeated and done.