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JOURNEY TO IRONMAN Florida 2011 & RACE REPORT

Kristin Snyder's Fight 4 Air — 2011-11-15T22:38:36Z

Journey to Ironman:

I'm still on a total high, totally exhilarated but have this very surreal feeling. To understand my race day it is important to understand my year, and what a freaking crazy year it was! Graduated Grad School. New job & staying in SC! And Ironman! A year filled with the highest of highs and some of the hardest/challenging moments in my life. Last year when I signed up for Ironman, I thought it would be an athletic challenge, something that I only could dream of doing, something to see how far I could push my body. Funny thing, when I signed up for Ironman last November, I hadn’t been feeling well for a couple months prior. Doctors didn’t know exactly what was wrong with me for several months and I certainly never thought the issues would continue daily for 5 more months. My health challenges dictated a different lifestyle and different way to go about training. Being able to do an Ironman quickly became something much more than the ultimate physical challenge. It became that positive distraction and monumental goal of hope that kept my drive going, spirits up, and my head focused on bigger and better things during the days that, well, I just didn’t feel like the normal me. It allowed me to fight through the battles knowing and praying things just HAD to get better. In my mind, I didn’t have a choice but to get healthy - I needed to be able to work full time and needed to be prepared for Ironman – because not doing it was not an option I allowed on the table. I knew I had amazing friends prior to this time period in life – but their constant encouragement, care, and support helped keep my Ironman fire going.

Ironman is what I dreamt of on days when the only thing I could do was sleep 20/24 hrs a day; couldn’t lift my head of my pillow without getting nauseous; could only make it to the mail box when I went out for a run, or when riding to Mac’s & back (20ish miles) did me in for the entire day; I’ll pretend the days of having a hard time negotiating right turns on my bike was only a nightmare. Doctors tried a wide range of drugs – at one point I was on 8 prescription drugs that weren’t helping…way too many for a “healthy” person my age. Once diagnosed with Meniere’s disease (inner ear issue) and migraines my two Neurologists, ENT, and my general physician warned me against doing any endurance event – especially Ironman – because endurance events alone are a trigger for a Meniere’s relapse, not to mention “excess” sodium in the body is a trigger as well. Humm – problem, endurance athletes need sodium. Being my hardheaded self, I was determined to do Ironman but knew training would need to be different than others. My training days became - do what I can when I can, i.e. quality over quantity. When my body was tired or off kilter even a hair – I rested. Against doctors’ advice, I quit every prescription drug I was on, turned to natural supplements and hired a nutrition coach to make sure my nutrition and especially sodium levels were spot on. In March I received a steroid injection in my ear, which helped tremendously – at least now I was able to swim without getting sick and disoriented. Days and months went on and I slowly was getting better, stronger and having more good days then bad. Charleston Half Iron and relay swim around Key West proved to be pivotal proving points for me. I started going days and weeks without wearing my motion sickness patch, and I was getting stronger. Excitement filled my soul and I knew I was on the road to becoming an Ironman.

Just when things were looking good health wise, I tore my calf in August and had to take some time off running. Once “recovered,” I started back running only to develop knee pain in October during my runs that had me hobbling between miles 10-15. Seriously, can anything else go wrong?!! How the heck am I going to finish a marathon at the end of 112 miles if I can’t even run 15 miles alone without pain?? Dr. Bruce Richmond to the rescue! A week in a half before the race I got a cortisone shot in the knee (which is not fun). I stayed off my knee – virtually no running – until race day. I just didn’t want to chance anything.

The Goal:

Fast forward to race weekend. I had several goals: 1) make it to race morning healthy. 2) Finish the race no matter what within the 17hr time frame - even if it took me 16:59:59. 3) Not go into a Meniere’s relapse before, during, or after the race.

Wednesday:

I drove down and had the great company of Mr. Angie King, er Jeremy. Loved the company on the trip as he kept me laughing and mind distracted. Once we rolled into PCB and met up with Gina, Angie and the gang – that’s when it struck me. CRAP – it’s time! My heart began racing and I don’t think it really slowed down until the race was under way…a couple days later. After a great dinner and laughs, I headed to my condo. The condo unit said that I’d have a lock box on the door to my unit for a late check in…well no lock box. After several calls, I finally got into my condo to find some good luck flowers from my parents. I then pulled the blinds shut for a good night’s rest to see that some of the blinds were missing. It’s late, I’m beyond tired, and just want sleep – holes in blinds aren’t going to work. After a few more calls, I was moved to a different unit.

Thursday:

After ok sleep on Wednesday night, I was so excited to wake up Thursday to get packet pick-up done and spend way too much money of my first paycheck in the expo. I wanted to get everything done prior to half of my (what Gina calls) possy coming into town later in the day – Greg, Grant, Dave, and Heather (Grant’s “Mum” visiting from England). All day I had nervous energy. When my boys and Heather showed up, I felt sooo much better about everything – who would have thought these silly boys would actually calm my nerves and not send me running for the hills??!! The continuous laughter they brought is exactly what I needed!

Friday:

Friday morning rolled in and the boys and I woke up to sing Happy Birthday to Heather. I know being in PCB for her Birthday was a dream come true – I’m so glad I could help with that . Greg and Grant went off for their own morning run and Dave accompanied me to meet Team Anderson for a swim/bike/run practice. Looking at the sea – well there were waves and swells but nothing like Key West was in June. Didn’t like the waves and current – but it could be worse, and I was praying for better. Water actually felt great – just that cold air and sand…brrr. I skipped the run –I didn’t want to get frustrated or nervous if I felt any knee pain or discomfort – I would just deal with that race day. So I headed back to my condo to meet the boys and heather for bfast and spend the rest of the day repacking my transitions bags for the 1000th time…do I have everything? Is this what I want to wear on the bike/run. Is all my nutrition accounted for? Repeat thoughts 1000x. While I’m doing this Grant and the gang, were on a secret mission with the help of G’Ville headquartered Yvette to buy a megaphone! As if his British mouth isn’t loud enough already! Friday night came and the rest of my possy showed up – Maureen, Shari, and Shawn. Aww…now this is what’s it’s all about – my G’ville family was in full force. I am the luckiest girl! Dinner to celebrate Heather’s birthday, and what the heck a glass of wine to calm my growing nerves. (note to self – always have a glass of wine night prior – it really helps!). Out of coincidence, Nancy ended up being at the same restaurant and she came over to our table to wish me luck and meet my peeps.

Saturday Race morning:

I actually woke up before my alarm even went off. I slept well – thanks to wine and melatonin – and was ready to go! A peak out the window to see calm flat waters – aww! Yes, prayers are answered. Dave, my go to man and rock for the entire wkend, joined me for the early rise (he must have drawn the shortest straw to be in charge of me). We hit the body markings, then transition to put last minute essentials in my bags and pump my tires. Headed over to meet Mike and one last pit stop. Started getting ready and was trying to visualize the race start. I knew what was ahead – and knew the start was going to be a huge mental challenge for me. I followed Mike onto the beach, had him run through the swim course one last time with me.

Swim:

My chest is pounding. Thought to myself - TWO LOOPS, Kristin!! OK…ready. I found my way to what I thought would be a good starting point. Towards the outside right, not up front but not too far in the back. WELL, I was wrong. Canon went off and we made our way into the water. Self-talking – holy crap…this is crazy…arms and feet flying, I’m running over people, people on top of me…it was like Time Square during New Year’s Eve but in water – and I freaked out. I had a big anxiety attack early in the swim from just the amount of people all over me and me on them, I couldn't see buoys or kayaks and saw nothing but feet and bubbles - I couldn't get my breathing under control – I flipped to my back and was pulling down the neck of my wet suit to breathe – SHIT this isn’t working – people still flying and swimming over top of me. Breathe Kristin just Breathe (I’d really like my inhaler at this point). I finally sighted a kayak and darted straight across swimming over top of people and when I made it I held on. The guy in the kayak was awesome – Navy guy, Ironman, and a Coach. He helped settle my breathing and me down. No clue how long I held on, but I didn’t care about time, just wanted away from the craziness. I decided I needed to get going and off I went. But ended up right in the mix again and had to head back out to another kayak. Thinking to myself WTF Kristin – you’re better than this, you can easily do this stupid swim, stick to your play swim the outside – you didn’t fight through this entire year to end it like this. Well, I guess I wasn’t talking to myself – because the guy in the kayak said – yes, just stick to the outside and you’ll be fine. Finally ok I continued on my swim, eventually settled in. End of the first lap I did see I think some sort of sand shark which was cool, and of course a ton of jelly fish mostly well below the surface. Coming into land for the second lap I got one more kick in the goggles by some guy doing breaststroke. Thanks sir – may I have another? In for the second lap – smiling this time – I stopped and yelled to 1st kayaker to thank him and give him a thumbs up. A little late – but I was cool, calm and confident.

2011 Ironman Florida Swim Start Video

T-1:

Heading through swim-bike transition I saw Greg taking pictures and yelling for me. Why am I the only one running, and everyone else strolling?? I ran into the t-1 change room and found a volunteer. She was awesome – dumped my bag, asked me what I wanted to wear – as I dried myself off she organized my stuff then help me get my sports bra and jersey on. She put all my left over stuff back in the bag. I need one of these volunteers at home!

Bike

Off I went - heading out of transition I heard a British accent on a mega-phone w crowd support - Kristin Kristin Kristin...it was Grant and the rest of the gang!! I was smiling big and was able to high fived Grant as I headed out on the bike. From then on smiled the entire time even while I was throwing up at least 15 times and dry heaving which started at mile 3 and ended around 110 (sorry for those behind me – I tried to get away from everyone). I think I drank too much seawater and that upset my stomach. Loved all but 10 miles of the bike - between mile 50-60 brutal head winds and a nasty bumpy road. I was going 19-20 mph then slowed to 14-15 through that zone. I decided not to fight through the head wind and wear myself out – still had half a ride to go. I stopped at the half way mark to grab a bagel w/peanut butter (hoping I could keep that down) out of my special needs bag and to make a pit stop. Heading back on the bike at about the 109-mile marker I think - Maureen was yelling her head off doing the windmill with Shari and Shawn.

The run was soon to be here and I was nervous. I wasn't sure how much nutrition stayed in my system vs. exiting. I know I ended the bike 1 1/2 bottles (or 600-800 calories) short of my planned nutrition intake, and I didn’t get down all my shot bloks. That left me scared heading to the run - I knew if I kept throwing up chances of completing the run were good. Also knew if I didn't get fuel in me - I'd crash big time early on in the run.

T-2:

My change was quick. I was lightheaded and a bit off balance coming off the bike. I knew I couldn’t sit or stop moving – I just had to keep going. Cup of water and I was out the doors. Exiting I went through the sun tan lotion people…they hit my face, arms, and legs…oh and my neck. Which at that point of the lotion hitting my neck I felt an intense burning/stinging sensation…I took two steps, bent over and begged another volunteer to take it off – he dumped water on my neck and cleaned it away. Yes, this was really the first time I knew I screwed up and didn’t put enough lubricant between my wetsuit and skin. I hit the Port-o-potty pit stop on the way out and I was off.

Run:

Ran out of transition area to head out on the run and saw Greg and Grant - got me some hugs then went down the a few yards to see Dave and got me another hug. The first 10 miles was slow and painful and involved several pit stops - I got pretty dizzy and light headed at the 10-mile marker so I walked for about a minute. I was unsure and unsettled as to what exactly was going on… wasn't sure if it was nutrition or my meniere's episode coming on. Either way I knew it wasn't good and needed to battle through. Decided I have to run and can't walk - will only walk through aid stations to make sure fuel is getting in my system. I started eating whatever I could that my body would allow me to swallow, and started drinking both coke and water - never drank coke in a race - drank it at every aid station this race! I saw Greg, Grant, Dave, and Nancy between mile 11 and 12 - they were yelling and cheering on the megaphone. Greg was running around runners jumping over bushes to try to take pictures. With Grant’s word of the day – that was “Awesome.” Seeing them just lifted my spirits big time and just when I needed encouragement the most - it gave me that added incentive to push through and put a little pep in my step. I then saw Maureen, Shawn, and Shari yelling their heads off at the 13.1 turn around and I lit up smiling. I had just 13.1 miles to go! I made the turn and saw 3 of my teammates. 1 - Mike was just passing me and he was looking strong, there was no way I could keep up. He did the same thing to me at Charleston! (Mike is blamed for being responsible for pushing me over the edge to do an Ironman – thank you Mike!) I next saw Angie and shortly after Gina, both looking strong. Knowing that we were relatively all together gave me the extra push to keep going. The second half of the marathon was great. I kept pushing, and knees were surprisingly feeling good. I was doing crazy calculations in my head (like how long it would take Gina and Angie to catch me since they are better runners then me) – my calculations made total since to me at the time, after all math is my strength especially on mile 130 of an Ironman, haha. My run was feeling stronger on the second look then the first look, and I was feeling overall much better. I somehow caught up to Mike at mile 20 or 21 I think and we ran a bit together then I lost him at a fueling zone. I continued the run counting down every mile - 6.2 to go, 5.2 to go, 4.2, 3.2, 2.2 - my legs and body starting to get really tight and my time started slowing down...1.2 - you f**king got this - pick your damn legs up - made the left turn to start down the shoot - looking ahead crowd cheering. I saw Shari on the right side yelling - we high fived! I was looking up to see this massive Ford arch and thinking....I've never been so happy to see a Ford logo in my life (and yes I wore my Chevy kit during the ride). I cross the finish line take a few steps to hear Mike Madden announced right after me - we finished basically together! How awesome! The guy that pushed me over the edge to do Ironman, and we finished together!! Freaking sooo cool! Got to the picture zone and struck the “tiger pose” for my buddy Scott Meadows – Scott – you asked for it and you got it What a surreal feeling! This proves when you WANT something and are willing to WORK and sacrifice for it...dreams do come true.

Post race:

After pictures, Dave and Grant went to pick up my transition bags and bike while Maureen, Shari, Nancy, Shawn and Greg walked me back to my condo. There I iced down and called home to let my folks know I was alive and was an Ironman! The boys poured some wine for a celebration toast. Everyone was starving so I got in the shower to get ready to go out. While in the shower, I'm screaming "ouch" at each tender raw skin spot the water hits – my neck, under my arms, breast bone (frm heart rate monitor). In the mean time, Grant is becoming an Ironman as well…putting on my IMFL warm up jacket, bib number, medal, sunglasses, and aero helmet. Still w megaphone in hand – Grant politely cracks the bathroom door to ask (through the megaphone) “uh, Kristin are you ok?" Do you need anyone to come help you?” Dyeing of laughter, I declined, finished my shower, put on my compression tights then off to Mellow Mushroom where the Megaphone may have become a legend…ooorrrr something.

Sunday:

Breakfast with my peeps then to pick up my personal driver Mr. Angie King, er Jeremy, to drive me home. Thank you so much Jeremy for driving!

To my “possy”

You are each freaking awesome. From day one of me committing to do Ironman, you had my back. Greg - you were the first to know I took the plunge and you were so excited for me. When you weren’t seeing me out because I was training – you each understood and lovingly gave me a hard time, tell me you missed me, then would make me take the time to come out anyways even if it was less than an hour and I was all sweaty. Words can't describe how much you and your friendships mean to me. You were cheering your butts off the entire race for me and other racers you didn’t even know. You truly took care of me before, during and after the race – just like when you took care of me during the months I wasn’t feeling great. No questions asked - you all are just there. I get emotional just thinking about it. All the support at the race and from friends and fam everywhere else - wow....what did I ever do to deserve this, how lucky am I to have been so fortunate to have met and have all you awesome people in my life. The support you gave me added that umph I needed to get through and kick ass and have fun. You are the true definition of friendship. Thank you for being apart of one of my dreams coming true.

To Team Anderson:

I couldn’t have asked for better people to train with and experience Ironman with. Training days went by faster and full of laughter (mostly), and the race was more than we ever imagined. Seeing you each on the course was fantastic and kept my kick going on the run. Jason, Mike, Angie, Gina – YOU ARE AN IRONMAN!

What's next?

Races aren't on the schedule yet for 2012. After the Ride Across America in 2010 and Ironman in 2011 - my body needs a little recovery period...just a little. I won't be doing an Ironman in 2012...but yes, someday will do another one. For now my focus turns to spending quality time with my dog, my friends, and work. Don't worry - I'll still be riding and doing tri's...just nothing too over the top...yet.

Ironman & Asthma...how do you train?

Kristin Snyder's Fight 4 Air — 2011-06-27T02:30:00Z

How do you train for an Ironman with Asthma? How much is it a factor? These are a couple of the questions that I have been asked a lot lately by friends, training partners, and those around me that may catch a glimpse of me sucking on my inhaler.

Training for Ironman Florida with exercise induced asthma is not unlike going for a walk, doing a 5k, tennis, bike ride, playing soccer, or any other physical activity. It comes down to being able to know the signs and symptoms that are triggers for an asthma attack. These triggers can be vastly different from person to person. After learning individual triggers, then it's learning how to manage them. Developing a asthma management system with your Asthma Doctor is key. I use a daily maintenance inhaler twice a day, as well as a rescue inhaler that I use as needed.

Finding the right daily management system and quantity has made a world of difference in how I feel on a daily basis when not training, and especially before/during/after training session. That feeling of an elephant standing on my chest 24hrs a day no longer exists.

Now, during a fast hard climb or at the end of a race when I'm sprinting as hard as I can - you will probably hear me before you see me. Yes, I will be wheezing and coughing as I cross the finish line reaching for my rescue inhaler. Race officials at the finish line usually want to get me a medic - after taking hits off my inhale - all is well again.

Exercise-induced asthma symptoms can include:

Coughing
Wheezing
Shortness of breath
Chest tightness or pain
Fatigue during exercise
Poor athletic performance

Check out the Mayo Clinics website for more information on Excise Induced Asthma. Asthma certainly can be frustrating to deal with during any physical activity, but it doesn't need to be an excuse for not living an active lifestyle.

Calling all Riders! RIDE FOR CAUSE

Kristin Snyder's Fight 4 Air — 2011-02-09T15:19:00Z

Riders,

Mac Smith's in Anderson, SC is a beloved institution for all cyclist in the area. Upstate cyclists are familiar with the phrases.... All roads lead to Mac's, I'll meet you at Mac's, I am turning around at Mac's, I need to use the restroom at Mac's, and last but not least all of the infamous tales of the sprint to Mac's! I think we have all been thankful many times for the bathroom, water, and the shade of the porch to refuel for those long rides. There have been many Saturdays that the SVR has taken over the whole parking lot!

Mac Smith's had a benefit for a friend of his suffering from cancer. This young man, Ted, is 26 years old with a wife and a new baby. His wife worked at Mac's, but had to be let go due to the economy. This family has no insurance to help with their mounting medical bills.

I doubt if Mac even knows what a blessing his store is and how much he "gives" to us, so let's show him and "give" back to him!

We would like to take up a collection and deliver it to Mac's on one of our Saturday Velo/Vance Rides this coming Saturday, February 12 at 9:00AM. You can donate cash or check (make to Ted Terrell). No amount is too small! Prayers for this young family are needed and certainly appreciated!

We are all so blessed to be able to physically get out and do something that we love....let's pass some of those blessings on!!

The ride starts at 0901 from the parking lot of New Spring Church in Anderson just off Hwy 81N. Come one, come all.

Thank you!

and

See You Saturday!

http://andersoncyclist.blogspot.com/

Hey - I made my hometown paper!

Kristin Snyder's Fight 4 Air — 2010-09-04T03:48:00Z

Very cool to have my home town still take an interest in me. I was born and raised in Indiana, PA. Yes, one of those town's name is also a state. Also Christmas tree capitol of the world! It's a great town, where I have many fabulous memories. My parents still live and work in there.

When I lived in Indiana, I wasn't a cyclist. I loved riding my bike, but it was more of means of transportation to Mac Park (community pool) or to my Grandma's. When I was done with my athletic career and living in Nashville, I was seeking a way to get back in shape, feel like an athlete again. I read an article on triathlons, and thought, sounds like fun. I was hooked to riding and tri's since.

Click here for the Indiana Gazette story .

Smith Chevrolet supports Asthmatic cyclist to bike across America for American Lung Association

Kristin Snyder's Fight 4 Air — 2010-09-04T03:39:00Z

Pictured with William Smith and his crew at Smith Chevrolet in Laurens, SC. Prior to my Big Ride The Laurens paper and online paper came out to do a story on me and the support of Smith Chevrolet and the Carolina Chevrolet dealers prior to my ride. William and his staff were extremely supportive and full of encouragement for me. It's a pretty wonderful feeling to have the backing of such a great group of Chevrolet dealers! Click here for the goclinton.com story!

Post Ride Your Carolina Interview!

Kristin Snyder's Fight 4 Air — 2010-08-23T15:21:00Z

Your Carolina with Jack morning TV show and its viewers has been a wonderful support system. The show has done two segments with me. The first was May 12 to promote my fundraiser event with the Greenville Social Scene . The second was a post ride interview on August 20. Wes Bradshaw of Bradshaw Chevrolet in Greer, SC took the time to join me for the interview. Bradshaw Chevrolet is one of the 12 Carolina Chevrolet Dealers that sponsored me for this event. Click here to watch the segment.

Ride Reflection

Kristin Snyder's Fight 4 Air — 2010-08-21T15:34:00Z

To say that riding across America on a bike is an experience of a lifetime, it is an obvious statement. Now that the ride is over, and I have had two weeks to refresh and reflect on the journey I find it hard to believe that it is over and that I really road my bike 3,300 miles in 48 days.

Going into the ride, I was filled with anxiety about training, nutrition, and of course CAMPING every night! To prepare myself I hired a coach, but still thought there would be days that my legs would just hurt and I wouldn't be able to walk. Coach Dan Shelby did an fabulous job of getting me into shape. Overall day after day I felt great. My legs kept going and pushing hard and felt good after the rides. Even after cranking 112 miles I was still walking without pain! Thanks coach!

Nutrition, I can't say that I mastered this, but have gotten much better. Prior to the ride, I had to teach myself how to eat while riding - eating gels, nutrition bars, and drinking. It sounds simple enough, but this has always been my hardest task when it comes to endurance events. My stomach is simply sensitive. I found a Accell Gel - Raspberry flavor that I learned to eat and actually like, mini cliff bars, and PowerBar Endurance & Recovery drink or back up Gatorade. Although I learned to eat the gel and Cliff bars on the bike (small portions at a time) - there was one eating task I didn't think about. Eat a decent size meal then ride! Talk about acid reflux! Ug. My body was use to letting breakfast and/or lunch food settle before heading out for any type of workout. However, on the Big Ride, it's eat and go. The breakfast foods were typical for me - a bowl of cheerios and a banana. But getting on my bike right after eating, even if I peddled easy for the first 10-15 miles, it just wouldn't sit well, and sometimes didn't stay at all. As the days went by, my issue only grew worse. This part of the ride - I don't miss.

Camping: I'm constantly ask if I got "use to sleeping in a tent" - I can't say that it was horrible, and I can't say that I got use to it. It's just what we had to do. Days that we were lucky enough to stay in High School gyms put a smile on my face. Granted I was still sleeping on my air mattress, but it saved time putting up and breaking down my tent, another words an extra 15 min of sleep! As for the days we got to stay in dorms - well, I really appreciated a bed! Yes, I did splurge on a couple rest days for a hotel - I thought I was in heaven!! Cushy bed, dark room, peace & quiet, secluded from all others...yes, it was worth every penny spent.

Here is more personal ride reflection via video while I was on the ride. This was done during our last week of riding.

Terrian Maps!

Kristin Snyder's Fight 4 Air — 2010-08-10T20:23:00Z

The following link takes you to my Facebook "Like" site where I posted daily status updates, pictures and terrain maps. More maps coming soon. Make sure when you go to my Facebook site to click LIKE! Thank you!! I love what my Garmin and Google Maps can do. If only remembered to start and stop my computer correctly each day, as well as, was keep it fully charged each day...I did ok though.

This is one example of the terrain maps - this is in Montana crossing the continental divide.

Day 47: 2 days remain!

Kristin Snyder's Fight 4 Air — 2010-08-07T03:25:00Z

Day 47: Gettysburg, PA to Poolesville, MD
Mileage: 60
Dedication: Thank you to the Carolina Chevy Dealers

Gettysburg was our final rest day, and many of us opted to enjoy it in an air conditioned hotel on the Gettysburg Square. The camp site was just over 2 miles away - and of course we didn't have a car to transport our luggage. Loaded up, I made my way to camp to load my gear and depart for Poolesville. It was very interesting riding with an extra 40 lbs on my back - I was a bit of a weeble-wable on the way out.

Once to camp - I received some cool mail from from friends. Cards of encouragement & congrats, and three awesome t-shirts from "Team Snyder", aka Sherry & Bonnie. I have said it many times - I have the best friends anyone could ask for! Opening up my cards and packages each rest day was extremely fun - this morning the shirts just brought the biggest smile to my face. What better way to start a day!

Dedication picture: I cannot thank the 12 Carolina Chevy Dealers that supported me since the day that I committed to this ride. Their backing and support has been outstanding. Its great to have a group of business men who are committed to supporting their communities and looking for ways to make a difference.

Day 47 Video

Day 16 Hardin, MT to Sheridan, WY

Kristin Snyder's Fight 4 Air — 2010-07-07T02:46:00Z

July 6

To Sheridan, WY. Day 16

Chilly and wet morning! Last night rain came through leaving our tents soaked for 5:00AM wake up. Packing a wet tent isn't ideal. Luckily, once we got to camp in Sheridan, WY it was sunny and we were able to set up and dry out our belongings.

I was worried about it raining the entire trip - but it didn't. It was just overcast and cold for the ride with headwinds for at least 60 of the 85 miles. We hit the 1000 mile mark cumulative - total miles to date on Big Ride as of today is 1078.8! We are 1/3 of the way to DC!! Hard to believe!

Nothing to exciting to see on today's trip except for the battle ground where Custer's Last Stand took place and the Welcome to Wyoming sign - our 4th state! Pics coming soon.

Today I started out with my "family" riding group of Timmy and "son" Izzy. The three of us are a pretty tight group and brings many laughs during the long days. Today I did get to ride more with the other Tim - Big Tim. Big Tim is a very strong rider and is getting more comfortable with the long mileagle. Although, today, both of us felt that we didn't have the legs, that we were pushing lead. The headwinds didn't help that feeling. With 20 miles left, the winds changed direction and we were able to crusie into camp chit chatting away. It's always great when riding conditions and road traffic allow the opportunity to socialize on the bike.

The evening was capped by ribs at Wyomming Ribs in downtown Sheridan. The boys got the ribs while the girls got the linguine...guys won because they got our left overs...I think the have this planned out. A trip to KMart for supplies to boot and then back here at the camp site.

I'm very tired. Time to curl up and get some sleep for a 112 mile ride tomorrow. Ummm....next destination? Hummm, I'll let you know in the morning.

-Kristin

Day 11 Avon-Townsend = 2 hail storm + 1 ER visit

Kristin Snyder's Fight 4 Air — 2010-07-03T02:34:00Z

61 Miles
July 1
Dedicated to Mama Meadow's COPD & Emphysema

The good, the bad, and the ugly all into one day! Continental Divide climb, Lt Governor of Montana gave us a personal tour of the Capitol building, met the Governor, road through two hail storms, then got sick and went to the emergency room! WHAT A DAY!

The morning couldn't have been any better. We left Avon with a quick warm up before climbing up the Continental Divide at MacDonald Pass. I was so excited to finally be doing a real climb! I was feeling great and was the first one up the pass. Made it to the top and started taking pictures.

Then we headed down hill trying to go fast but wind was holding us up - check out the video Andrew took of us descending . I'm in the yellow jacket - one of the first down with Izzy.

Lunch was in Montana's capital. Andrew and I decided we were going to walk into the Capitol building and ask to speak to the Governor. What did we have to loose? We were expecting a no, but I guess our cycling clothes won them over. We were sent to the Governor's office (but he was not there at the time). The Lt. Governor came out to greet us and give us a tour. Lots of history learned. Did you know that Montana is the only Capitol building that has the 7 Indian Nation flags displayed? (our picture in front of the flags below). The Governor has an open pet policy - both he and the Lt. Gov bring their pups to work. Below I'm hanging out with the Lt. Gov pup (I'm a sucker for dogs, and was really missing mine). On the way out, we saw another dog walking. A light bulb went off that it had to be the Governor's dog - it was. We looked up and saw this tall guy in jeans and a button down - looked at him and said - that's the Governor's dog so you must be the Governor. He smiled, laughed and said you are correct. I don't know his politics, but I'd vote for him for his pet policy and open door policy. Very cool!!

After the tour of the Capitol tour, we headed to the museum per the suggestion of the Lt. Governor. It was pretty neat as well - you can see some pictures on my Facebook page . While waiting for our group to finish the museum, we noticed some dark clouds coming in. Radar on my weather app on my phone didn't look good at all! It was time to hit the road.

We had 9 people formed up in a pace line which I led out. Out of Helena there was a gradual climb with a huge mountain off in the distance to our right. We kept peaking over watching this mammoth black cloud coming over, working its way down the mountain totally engulfing it! I've never seen anything like it. We new we had to get out in front of it. Lightening off in the distance, thunder rolling, and rain starting to hit.

This is where the trouble for me started. Dumb me didn't drink at all while we were in the capitol nor museum, and as I was leading our line to out run the storm, I was more concerned with our team and the storm and ended up not drinking. I started feeling a little sick, dizzy and lightheaded. At the time, I didn't think much about it other then I probably am just tired and need food - I'll be fine once I'm back to camp and can lay down.

Brad, Izzy, Timmy, and I took turns leading the line, when finally I said I would just take us. It was selfish at the time, not heroic. Izzy was leading and standing - as I sat behind him watching his tush go side to side, I just got nauseated (yes we joke about that now). Soon the hail started hitting and it hurt! We probably road at least 10 miles in hail as there was not a place to seek shelter - no trees, houses, bridges, nothing!! FINALLY - some trees and a house appeared. What was left of our line scattered. I saw a house and thought porch, however the german shepard in the fenced in yard suggest I go elsewhere. I road back across the road to join Brad and Jan in a ditch under some trees. Now that we were stopped, I really started feeling bad - very dizzy, lightheaded, like I had cop webs in my head. I've never felt this way before and I new it wasn't good, but again, thought I just needed to get to camp to lay down. While waiting for the hail to ease up, I "sat" down hard, ate some Accell Gel and Clif bars and tried to drink to feel better. It wasn't working. As the hail eased up, Brad, Jan, and I climbed out of the ditch. I really didn't say much to Brad and Jan other then I wasn't feeling great. I tried to mount my bike and lost balance. I knew if I could just get going I'd be fine. I couldn't look left or right or have anyone in front of me. As long as I was peddling and going straight I felt ok. It wasn't long after we got going again that more hail came. I ended up just taking off to try and get through it. It was at this time that I glanced at my heart rate and noticed how low it was especially considering how fast I was going. I soon started slowing up and getting very tired. Brad and Jan caught up and guided me into camp. I can't thank them enough. As we got into town - I saw the hospital signs and thought, humm, maybe I should just go there. Instead I went to camp - which was a high school. Parked my bike and walked directly into the gym to lay down. While laying there I started feeling worse and then ran outside to the yard...just in case. Shortly after, I lost my lunch numerous times and earned the name pickles. Timmy and Izzy, my ride family, came to comfort me and take care of me. I couldn't move without getting sick. It was the worst feeling I have ever felt. Our ride director, Bridgette, brought me salty food and water. However, nothing was staying down. Bridgette made the wise decision to call the ambulance and I agreed.

Tim and Richard, volunteer firemen and EMT's, came very fast. These guys were the nicest guys ever. They took very good care of me from the school to the hospital, and even stayed with me in the ER for a while. Tim kept throwing warm blankets on me, and pointing out to the nurse who was still a student that her "patient is grimacing" as she attempted to put in an IV in my wrist area. That IV never got in - but I do have a tiny scare to remind me. After some more dry heaves, two bags of fluid, sprite, ginger ale, and a sandwich which I kept down, I was able to go "home." Bridgette stayed with me the entire time and made sure I was taken care of.

Once I got back to camp - I was so touched. Timmy, Izzy, Sue, Sam, Big Tim all got my bags from the truck and had my bed ready to go when I got back. The support and concern from fellow riders was very touching and something I could never forget.

WHAT A DAY!

Sorry, no pics from ER or from being sick in the yard (that I know of)...but this is a picture when I stopped with Brad and Jan in the ditch minutes before I started feeling really bad.

Day 10: Missoula, MT Avon, MT 99

Kristin Snyder's Fight 4 Air — 2010-07-01T04:12:00Z

Day 10: Missoula, MT Avon, MT
99 miles - actually over 99 miles
June 30, 2010
Dedicated to friend Chris Chandler's Grandma who is battling Lung tumors. Through ALA research - she has survived!

Today was a long long day. As the elevation increases I have started to notice that I'm using my inhaler more then normal. It threatened to rain today but nothing major happened on the ride, just some drops. Big storm came through during the night thought - nice to be inside for it. Really not many places to stop or see...or hide for bathroom breaks - guys you don't know how lucky you have it .

The campsite in Avon was a little, hum, lets just say a good setting for a horror movie. We were able to stay inside "cabins" right after a group of teens left. The "bed" selection was interesting - basically trying to find one that didn't smell too much like urine.

On a plus side, the Avon cafe provided the best pasta dinner, ice tea, and pies! YUMM!

Another rider joined us today - Yeah Suzanne!

Day 10 video

Day 8: Thompason Falls to Missoula

Kristin Snyder's Fight 4 Air — 2010-06-30T13:31:00Z

Day 8: Thompason Falls to Missoula
102 Miles
June 28, 2010
Dedicated to Clinkscales Chevrolet - Belton, SC

(notice the snow cap mtns in background!)

Our first century ride!! Another great ride along the Clark Fork River. Every day I think this is my favorite day, then while riding the next day - I think, no - this is my favorite day. The river water is absolutely gorgeous and the mountains make a breathe taking view. Sometimes its just nice to take a break from riding, enjoy the view and ponder about life.

Today I used fellow rider, Andrew's, flip cam - check out the ride from my perspective, people I met along the way, and my awesome huckleberry milkshake!! click: Day 8 video .

Day 7: Sandpoint, ID to Thompason Falls, MT

Kristin Snyder's Fight 4 Air — 2010-06-30T06:00:00Z

Day 7: Sandpoint, ID to Thompason Falls, MT
June 27, 2010
89 Miles
Dedicated to Ginger McElroy - COPD

This morning was a sad morning as we said goodbye and best of luck to Noel and Cindy. Noel is our oldest rider with a distinctive and contagious laugh that always seemed to brighten your day. Cindy was diagnosed with cancer 2 weeks prior to the beginning of our ride and is heading back to Seattle for treatment. Cindy is the kindest sole I have ever met - best of luck, no doubt you will kick cancers butt.

What a gorgeous ride! Lakes - Mountain...WOW! I could do this ride again! It's becoming a tradition - cold water at the end of a ride is very refreshing!

Day 6 Spokane, WA to Sandpoint, ID

Kristin Snyder's Fight 4 Air — 2010-06-30T04:56:00Z

Day 6 Spokane, WA to Sandpoint, ID
June 26, 2010
Dedicated to Sharon Long
77 miles

How often do you go on a bike ride and stumble upon a rodeo parade? Right before crossing the state line we entered Newport, WA where a check point and lunch stop was located. We saw some locals who informed us that a rodeo parade would be starting within the hour. Who can pass up a parade?? I headed to a corner store to get a super-fantastic strawberry milkshake that hit the spot big time! Check out my photo gallery for all the parade action including Ronald McDonald, lots of Chevy vehicles, and all the rodeo queens waving that special wave. I'm still practicing that wave, but my arm doesn't seem to bend that way. After the parade we crossed into Idaho, and I kept an eye out for the potatoes but didn't see any....so sad.

Middle picture: Mark holding my dedication sign. You can always count on Mark for a laugh and the unexpected!

Day 4: Odessa to Spokane

Kristin Snyder's Fight 4 Air — 2010-06-30T04:43:00Z

Day 4
June 24, 2010
78 Miles to Gonzaga University and our first rest day
Dedicated to Farrell Chevrolet

Fun day but body is looking forward to our first day of and first day not in tents. My right shoulder has been extremely tight - I need a massage and will get one on our day off. A group of us formed a pace line and cranked out a 9 mile very very gradual "climb" - the grade was very low and really not a challenge, just long, and so much fun to pace line through it going 20+mph. Beautiful and scenic ride coming into Spokane - checking out rivers along the way. Spokane is a pretty town.

Sue, Timmy, me, George, Izzy, and Brad

Once into Spokane, we cooled off in the river while Isang was gracious enough to give a round of shoulder massages. Always nice to have a inspiring masseuse along!

Day 3 Vantage to Odessa

Kristin Snyder's Fight 4 Air — 2010-06-30T04:30:00Z

Day 3 Vantage, WA to Odessa WA
83 Miles
June 23, 2010
Dedicated to Helen Nowak - passed of Asthma attack in early 1950's

Today was a long day. It started with a breakfast from the camp site restaurant that took a long time. Once departed we had a 2 mile easy climb out of the Columbia River Gorge in Vantage up to the Wild Horse Monument. Only about 5 miles into our ride, as soon as we got to the top of the climb I got my first flat tire!! My back tire was worn from all the the training I had done and first two days of riding. When we got to Odessa, I changed out both of my tires with new tires. The old tires did well - about 3,000 miles on them and this was my only flat.

In addition to the flat tire we at lunch on the side of the road near a golf course, got chased by a dog, Chacko got some calf cramps, and faced some head wind.

Below: Wild Horse Monument; Brad, Chacko, Tim, Izzy and I enjoying wide open spaces; I'm a little dirty after changing my tires - nice tan lines setting in.

Big Ride Day 2 Easton, WA to Vantage, WA

Kristin Snyder's Fight 4 Air — 2010-06-29T22:41:00Z

June 22, 2010
Day 2: Easton, WA to Vantage, WA
72.3 Miles

Dedicated to Jeff & Amanda States Winfield - asthma

First night in the tent - not much sleep was had, at least by me. I rested, and laid there staring at the ceiling of my tent noticing that its still daylight out. My body clock is all messed up. West coast for bed time, east coast for wake up. I faded in and out through the night finally waking up at about 4:30AM PST which is 7:30 EST. This would be the start of a new morning and well life routine for the next 7 weeks. Wake up, get dressed, pack bags, break down tent, load truck, eat breakfast, then ride. Simple but takes time. Not a lot of time to check email or Facebook, make calls, etc. Life is on time schedule from the time you wake up until you go to sleep.

Our group is broken up into 5 teams which are assigned meals where they have to set up and break down the meals. This morning, my team has breakfast duty. This means I needed to make sure I was up and packed, ready to go in order to put out food in time for everyone else, then clean it up and pack it up. Texts and phones calls kept happening, and I wanted to answer and talk to friends - but had to ignore in order help make sure everything was ready to go by departure time.

Every morning we are told what time the gear truck needs to be packed, what time breakfast is, given cue sheets for the days route and told when we need to be into camp by for dinner.

This morning we followed Izzy, Tim, and I followed Noel out and listened to him sing and laugh. Noel has a unique laugh that brings a smile to your face and brightens everyone's day.

Today we were told about this long climb and that it would be our second hardest day until we got to Pennsylvania. So I envisioned this huge steep climb similar or worse then what I had been training on. Much to my surprise and happiness, it was a long very gradual climb. I was kept thinking - is this it, is this the climb, or is it ahead? That type of thinking means that I trained well - thanks Coach Shelby!

During the ride we stopped at a huge fruit stand where I got an apple and we took some pictures outside on an old rusty tractor. Brad, Izzy, Tim and I road together from the first check point on. Brad is from Walahalla, WA where retired but still coach's swimming. I love riding with Brad. He is so full of knowledge about Washington and is kind enough to point out and educate to the rest of us. It makes the ride go by much faster and makes it much more interesting. He has pointed out things that I would otherwise be missing, or notice but take for granted - as just another mountain, etc.

Today was not as scenic as the first day. Some places pretty flat and boring to say the least. When riding, sometimes you get so focused on what is in front of you, you forget to turn around and look at what is behind you. One stop on this trip reminded us to keep doing that. We were on a long flat stretch, the five of us stopped (Tim, Izzy, Sam, Brad, myself) I think for a butt break. We pulled over to the side of the road, and Tim turned around and looked out into the distance - with excited said WHAT IS THAT!!! We all looked in amazement at Mt. Raineer.

After that side stop, we continued on to face some head and side winds as we rolled passed the hills of windmills. At one point I was pulling the team and leaning to my right just so my bike would stay vertical. Each of us took turns pulling through that, then enjoyed an awesome downhill. As we closed

Day 2 Pictures
Day 2 Video

Big Ride Day 1 Seattle to Easton

Kristin Snyder's Fight 4 Air — 2010-06-29T19:25:00Z

June 21, 2010
Day 1: Dedicated to Tom Oviatt (asthma) & his daughter Payton, Grandma (emphysema) & Grandpa Scott (Black Lung)
Seattle, WA to Easton, WA
91.1 miles (on the cue sheet)

Excitement, anticipation and nervousness filled the air prior to the departure for our ride. Big Ride Alumni along with the new incoming American Lung Association President in the Northwest were present and giving us advices and encouragement. Talking with Big Ride Alum really helped put the nerves at ease - but just made me want to get on my bike and roll!

Group photos and a check presentation were made. Our group of 25 riders have collectively raised over $175,000 for the American Lung Association!!

Noel, a local Seattle resident and our oldest Big Rider at the age of 67 led us out of Seattle onto the Burke Gilman trail for the first 25 miles into our first check point area. The trail was smooth with gorgeous scenic views. It wasn't long until Izzy, the youngest rider - 17, had a his second flat tire, yes, I said second. The day before a group of us went to the Space Needle - where Izzy received his first flat tire. Tim and I held back to help out. I took the pictures, Tim helped change the tire and we all joked the second flat.

Rolling out of the first check point was kind of funny. The first 25 miles were easy - we were on one trails and following a local - no way we could get lost. After the check point, it was open road. We all had our cue sheets, we knew the roads weren't marked, and none of us seemed to really want to become the navigator. lol. Once we got going all was well. Mike helped navigate us. With my adrenaline pumping I moved to the front of a pack of riders to do the pulling while Mike did the navigating. I'm not sure how long I pulled - but am pretty sure it was at least for over half of the ride. I had the legs and certainly had the heart in it.

A lot of our trip was on I-90 - which was a little nerve wracking to say the least. Heavy FAST traffic, riding on the shoulder of the interstate...I just kept my focus ahead, legs churning, and thinking how blessed I am to be able to be doing such and amazing ride! At mile 75 we did get off of I-90 and had to be shuttle by cars 8 miles around construction where cyclists were not allowed to ride.

Being the first riders into camp, we had to help unload the gear truck with everyone's luggage...now I know why they said pack light Although I can't say much as my tent and fuel are heavy making my bag heavy. We set up our tents, got showers, and fed fajitas from Big Ride Alumni! We were reminded we would not eat this well for the rest of the trip.

Body aching and tired from the days ride and lack of sleep the priors day - it was time to go to bed. My first night in the tent..

Click here for First day pictures
Click here for video from check presentation and interesting facts.

-Kristin

Big Ride 2010 Pictures

Kristin Snyder's Fight 4 Air — 2010-06-24T12:22:00Z

Updated blog postings of my adventures on Big Ride are coming soon! Until then, check out the pictures!