Canadian Timmy J has set a high goal for 2018, that’s 19,341ft high and in the name of Kilimanjaro. Timmy, a 8 X Solvang Camp athlete and 15 X Ironman finisher, is no stranger to big mountains and digging deep when it matters. We were lucky enough to catch up with Timmy J, as he and his wife Dawn prepare to embark on another mountain adventure, this time on the African continent.
Thanks to Timmy J for sharing below… he had us laughing and inspired all at the same time with this write up. See you at the Spring Fling Camp in March Timmy, look forward to hearing if Dawn complies with your Kilimanjaro plan!
1. Kilmanjaro. A 19,341ft mountain. Has this been on your bucket list for some time?
So the “bucket list goal”, was to complete all 7 summits. We have summited 3 so far. South America’s Aconcagua, Australia’s Kosciusko and North America’s Denali. Kilimanjaro, continent of Africa, requires no real mountaineering skills, it’s a trek to the top but also has a very high failure rate. Many people grossly underestimate the endurance required to climb above 19,000 feet.
2. What’s your training like right now to prepare for this adventure?
Since discovering Ironman 15 years ago, I have completed at least one a year. I love the tri community, being really fit and the lifestyle that affords me… so the aerobic base is there. There is also the learned capacities of nutrition, hydration and how to suffer and keep moving forward.
3. You’ve raced many Ironman’s including the Ironman World Championships in Hawaii, but what’s the highest summit you have already experienced?
Well here’s the thing about Kona. I got the crap kicked out of me by the men on the swim and just when I thought all was going to be ok, the women (15 minutes later) started swimming over top of me.
The bike was into the wind for 7 hours, not sure how that worked on an out and back course. While in T2 could not figure out where I was and why ‘ Gumby’ had mysteriously taken over my body. With my hat in my hand I staggered out onto the run course and though, “I’m totally whipped, how can I finish this thing…”?
Maybe a thousand vertical feet from the summit of Aconcagua a giant rock overhangs the path. It’s a place of shelter to eat, drink and rest a bit before moving on. Our guide probably let us stay there too long and once he gave us the go ahead, only half of our team pushed on, the rest threw in the towel and turned back. Without supplementary oxygen it’s three steps forward, stoop over my climbing poles and breath as deeply as I could for five breaths – repeat.
Then I remember having this sort of fluffy dream and then being rudely kicked… I had passed out and Dawn was encouraging me with her boots to wake up.