You are an Ironmom

You wake up before the crack of dawn. Something always seems to ache. Your hair is usually pulled in a sporty-looking pony tail. And, interestingly enough, you don’t get bored doing the same thing over and over. Initially, I think you’re an endurance athlete. On second thought, you’re probably much more than that.

Ironmom Tee - Because You Deserve It

On September 30th, 2012, I sat in a hotel restaurant with my mom, aunt and little cousin as we recapped the events of the day. They asked me how I felt and if I needed anything to drink. I had just completed my first half-ironman. I wondered how they had entertained themselves for the nearly three hours I was cycling and another two hours spent running. Apparently, they went shopping.

As my mom proudly showed off her brand new t-shirt with “Ironmom” emblazoned across the chest, I saw blurred lines. Though I was the Ironman finisher that day, the women sitting right in front of me were, indeed, Ironmoms – and have been all along. Suddenly, I realized that an Ironmom isn’t just a mom who races…

  • An Ironmom is someone who sacrifices her hard-earned time and money to drive eight hours just to watch her daughter exercise for five and a half.
  • An Ironmom laughs when her four-year-old throws spaghetti on freshly cleaned floors.
  • An Ironmom is a woman who helps run the family business while raising a teenager, planning family vacations, snapping pictures and smiling the whole way through.
  • An Ironmom is a woman who can think on her feet and quickly improvise when she forgets it’s her turn to bring snacks to softball.
  • An Ironmom is a woman who – with nail-biting patience – lets her children live and learn from their own mistakes, knowing it will help them grow.
Liz and Mom at Augusta Half-Ironman

Mama Wade’s favorite daily multi keeps her energized.

 

One day, I want to be that woman. I want to learn how to balance my personal goals with my career goals and my responsibilities as a wife, mother and friend. For four months, I was immersed in non-stop training. And in my journey to complete my first 70.3, I made a lot of mistakes. I sacrificed all the wrong things, because I simply had no idea how to juggle everything on my plate. As a result, many of my relationships were compromised and many lessons were learned. Luckily, I’m not a mother yet. But when I’m ready, I know plenty of Ironmom coaches to help train me for that lifelong event.

Thank you, Ironmoms, for all your grit and glory. Happy Mother’s Day!

About Liz Lotts

Liz Lotts is a personal-trainer-turned-triathlete who is admittedly addicted to long distances and wants to share her real-life lessons as an endurance athlete.

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