It is hard not to tear up knowing the years of effort and
preparation that went into breaking down yet another barrier to show the world
about what CAN be possible with hard work and grit. However, Ironman
Wisconsin is so much more than witnessing the love and bonds of Brent and Kyle as
they tackled this epic “suffer-fest” together as brothers. As they have
said many times to anyone who will listen, their ultimate focus is on serving
and helping the needs of others through The Kyle Pease Foundation. Ultimately,
that’s what their achievement is all about. Building the KPF team one
child and adult at a time so that those with disabilities can compete on the
same stage as those who are considered able bodied.
Kyle and Brent have demonstrated that “CAN” do attitude with this
race and I know their sites are set on creating additional opportunities for
inclusion for other athletes as they build this team bigger and stronger.
My daughter Marin and I cannot wait to don the blue shirts and race again with
Kyle, Brent and all the KPF team! Greg Smith - friend, supporter and athlete
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Sometimes there are not enough words to express the gratitude we
feel for those that make the biggest difference. Ironman Wisconsin was a
team effort. It started a long time ago with our parents and the life
they encouraged us to live; one with compassion for each other and for those
around us. It continued with our friends, sponsors and everyone who cheered us on that day. Sharing not only the
race but specifically the finish line with Kyle is something that was truly
special and I cannot thank everyone enough for making such a difference.
Swim:
The swim was the easiest part of the day and with all of our
planning we knew that we had everything ready. The boat had been blown up
and stored the night before so all we had to do was joke around and prepare for
the day. Kyle wanted to get in early so we could have some quiet time about 30 minutes before the swim start. We loaded the boat, threw on the TYR Freak of Nature and with 15 minutes to
spare we swam out and positioned ourselves behind the pro's as Wisconsin
is an in water start.
I told Kyle no matter what happened the rest of the day I was
proud to be out there with him and that today would be memorable. He
smiled, agreed and got the look on his face that all athletes get before the
gun goes off.
The swim itself was trickier than expected thanks to a strong head
wind for the majority of the swim. The Advanced Elements kayak was as trusty as ever and before I knew it we were closing in on the
shore. The scene after the swim is something that cannot be equaled.
You must run up a four story Helix where the crowd had been lining up for
prime positioning since 5:00 AM. The sound coming from the helix were
unreal and to say we were running up it is an understatement...it was AWESOME.
We headed into transition to make our way onto the bike.
Bike
We knew the bike would be tough. The mathematical equation
of:
Me + Kyle + Bike = 330 lbs. of rolling weight.
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The boys at Freedom Concepts did a great job of getting this bike ready for 112 miles
but we are two people and a bike weighing a total of 330 pounds so the stress of the weight was considerable. Ironman Wisconsin is one of the more challenging bike courses there is so
before the race our coach Matthew Rose told us that this bike course would require that both of us prepare to dig deep
into our souls, deep into our mind and to simply find a way to get it done.
Matthew has been a tremendous friend and supporter since day 1 and having
him with us for this occasion made us appreciate his sacrifices even more.
The bike is a 16 mile out section, two 40 mile loops and then 16
back to transition. The first 16 miles we were flying down some nice
rollers and with the aid of a little tail wind were making great time.
The course is rolling but around mile 40 it really turns up hill.
The crowds there were UNREAL...it is as close as we will ever get
to a
Tour like atmosphere.
My good buddy, Josh Salzman, had arranged for a core of drummers to literally follow Kyle and I up the hill.
It was amazing listening to the crowds pull us up the hill and we almost
forgot we had to come back and do it again...When we finished the climbs we saw
Matthew and my wife Erica and told them BE THERE FOR ROUND 2.
I could feel the fatigue in my legs and knew it would be a battle
on lap 2. We hit the turn back onto lap 2 and grabbed special needs.
I gave Kyle some Coke, a baked potato and a peanut butter and jelly
sandwich. We had been eating every hour, but after nearly 4.5 hours on
the bike we wanted to load up before we got to the hills again. The
average bike in Wisconsin was around 6 hrs. So when we turned off to lap
2 you can imagine the roads weren't nearly as crowded.
I have the utmost respect for people that race in the back because
that race is all about YOU...you don't get the benefit of the crowds, there are
less people, and well, being out there that long is hard. Well on lap 2
it was all about me and Kyle. He pushed and pulled me around that course,
screaming at me, checking the time and helping to keep our spirits up. On
the big hills Matthew, my wife, JD and Curtis were all there to help us get
over those climbs. It was some of the hardest work of our day.
Every fiber was burning in my legs and all I kept thinking about was
everyone that was there for us, everyone that had made this day possible and I
knew we had to… no WE WERE going to finish.
When we got to the top of the last hill I was absolutely spent.
I had to pedal slowly for a minute and that's when Matthew told us, “find
something within you Brent. Dig deep into your soul and do whatever it takes to
make this bike cutoff.” He told Kyle to “fight like you have never fought
before to push Brent harder than he’s gone” and to make sure we made the
cutoff. That motivated us and then we turned at mile 90 straight into a
head wind. “Oh crap!” I thought. “How can we do this now?” but Kyle was there
like he was all day to motivate and push me. I've said it before but “he might borrow my legs but I borrow his
spirit.” Nothing would stop us now and we rolled into transition just
under the bike cutoff to a bevy of volunteers all cheering for us. It was
such a relief to get off the bike. We took a moment in transition to relax and
get some fluids.
The Run
The run started off through downtown to some of the loudest cheers
I have ever heard. It gave new life to my tired legs and fired us both
up. I knew that together we were going to do this and that no matter what
we were getting to the finish. We hit every aide station and loaded up on
Gu, cookies, pretzels, chicken broth
and fluids. We had a big spend on that bike and we needed all the energy
we could get. Around mile 8, I really started to struggle and so did
Kyle. We started to walk. I did a quick check on the math and I
knew we could walk and finish, but we both knew that wasn't what we set out to
do. We talked a bit, went to the bathroom, grabbed some more calories and
with some encouraging words from our friend, Micki, we got moving again.
From there adrenaline and emotions took over and I actually
started running faster than the beginning. This was HAPPENING.
One foot in front of the other. Kyle pulling me...me pushing Kyle…together
we wheel! Together we were going to be an Ironman (men). On the last lap,
after our friend Adam, who had been following us for about 10k, headed towards the finish, Kyle and I exchanged some
words. I let him know how proud I was of him. Kyle is hands down the
toughest athlete I know and without him that day isn't possible. As we
rounded the corner with less than 10k to go someone got the best photo of us. It was one of those “we are
doing awesome, how do we look moments”??? Well, as we neared the finish you
could feel the crowd surge and when we turned with the Capitol Building at our
backs all we could hear was screaming. Kyle finally let go, I pumped my
fists and allowed the accomplishment to set in. We had done something so
special and were able to show everyone (as Greg said) “how powerful the mind
can be.” We set out to finish the race and here we were.
We saw our mom first and gave her a BIG hug!! It starts with the
parents! Then we saw our friends, my wife and it was crazy from that point on.
I could barely hear Kyle screaming. As we hit the final stretch
Mike Reilly called out those famous words. Brent Pease and Kyle Pease,
from ATLANTA...YOU ARE AN IRONMAN!!!
And we were there. Medals on dad, hugging and snapping photos,
wife crying, coach crying...So proud. So proud to be a brother, so proud
to be an Ironman. So proud to share this day with so many.
There are almost to many to thank and so much to be thankful for.
- Matthew Rose -you are an incredible spirit and you make so much possible to so many. Thank you for pushing us to new heights.
- Betty Janelle- you told Kyle he could do it and here we are. Your passion is infectious and we cannot thank you enough.
- Curtis Henry- the bike is spot on and your compassion even more so.
- Greg Smith - thank you for believing in us before anyone else did and helping make the Kyle Pease Foundation real.
- Josh Salzman -since 2 years old, buddy..Since 2.
- Kiddo you are going to make a great father. Thanks for sharing our day.
- Micki - those 12 miles were awesome. The years leading up to it better!
- Bryan - please save us a gin and tonic. Till then thank you for being there for us since day 1.
- Andrew Shanks and John David Johnson- 32 hours in a car so we could race. Is thank you even enough??
- To all of our friends -we simply say thank you.
- Evan- the word brother says it all. We might fight, push, pull and yell but we are brothers and we are blood. We all stand together and thank you for being in our corner by our side.
- Mom and Dad - thank you for showing us that nothing on the outside matters. It's what we do with what's inside that counts.
- To my wife - who took care of our home, took care of me andpushed me towards my dreams thank you for believing in the dream and thank you for being by my side forever.
- Kyle - you are a rock. You inspire all those who cross your path and I am so glad to have made the journey with you that day. Let me say that this is only the beginning, sport. We have many more to share this with and Wisconsin was just the start. Proud of you. bud.
