Ben Hoffman

Born and raised in Grand Junction, Colorado, I was a member of numerous athletic teams in high school, running track, playing golf, basketball, and soccer. I moved to Montana for continued education, and got my start in triathlon in 2004 as a university student racing for the school team in Missoula. After my first year of racing, I took a year off to live and travel in Argentina. During my second season of racing, in the spring of 2006, I was crowned USA Triathlon Collegiate National Champion in Reno, leading the way to a National Title for the university team. That summer, I hit the road to race with a good friend throughout the Northwest, gaining enough experience and results to earn my pro card and begin training more intensely for the challenges of racing against the best triathletes in the world.

Looking for a place that would satisfy my need to train at altitude and surround myself with like-minded world-class athletes, I made the move to Durango, Colorado. Nestled in the beautiful San Juan mountains, I began a rigorous training regimen that would eventually bring me some promising results. My professional debut was at Wildflower, near San Luis Obispo, California. Known as one of the largest, most difficult and competitive races worldwide, I finished 3rd (first American professional), and captured yet another accolade, being crowned the USA Triathlon Elite Long Course National Champion for 2007. This earned me a berth for the ITU Long Course World Championships in France, setting the tone for a series of excellent results in my first year as an elite.

Since that first professional season, I have continued racing and training at a high level, notching some top finishes at 70.3's and posting an 8:24:13 debut Ironman at Arizona last year. This season will be focused on racing Ironman Hawaii in Kona this fall, but will still see a full schedule of shorter distance racing to prepare me for the World Championships. Follow my blog for all the latest race reports and updates from my season.

Almost to Mexico...

December 28, 2010



This way to sun.

The

last week was spent under sunny skies in Tucson, Arizona, familiarizing

my body with real training again. Not exactly "fat camp," but my first

legitimate bike riding for quite a while. It was exactly what I needed

to jumpstart my season after committing to race Abu Dhabi in March. With

the 120 mile bike segment, I am going to need the big early season

miles...


Desert skies the day after a rain.

This

is the third year that I have decided to spend a good portion of winter

training in Tucson, and each time I make the drive down a smile forms

as I crest the final climb out of Mammoth and head down through Oracle

and see the valley city open before me. The promise of outdoor swimming

pools, sunny weather, good company with my homestay and friend Brian,

and countless miles of open road in beautiful desert scenery lifts my

spirit and prepares me for long weeks of hard workouts. I stopped on the

way down to run a few miles at the Salt River canyon, and then joined

Brian for an interesting evening out on the town. We had a great sushi

dinner at new place downtown, and then met up with friends at one of the

strangest bars. Ever. If you get a chance, have "God" give you the tour

at Meet Rack... Enough said.



Meet Rack. Weird.

Day

one was a nice mountain bike ride in Starr Pass with the Honeybee.

Saguaro, barrel cacti, ocotillo, saguaro, palo verde, prickly pear, and

host of other hearty desert flora dot the landscape. If Brian wasn't

trying to turn the screws and prove that he's better at something than

me, I might have had a chance to look around a little... Oh well, maybe

in January.



Cacti and stuff.

Share the road.

The

next few days were a nice blend of solid training, drinking

beer/watching football and basketball, doing a stretch session at Yoga

Oasis and catching dinner at Wilko, watching Woody Guthrie's American

Song at the beautiful Temple of Music and Art venue, and waking early

for some swimming at U of A's Hillenbrand Aquatic Center.


Legend.

Hillenbrand.

I

had some wonderful rides, including an interesting day on the Shootout

loop (Mission road) where I saw three illegal immigrants running by the

road (I know because I stopped and asked). Managed a couple great rides

with Chris McDonald and his training posse (Hillary Biscay, Maik

Twelsiek, Sam McGlone, Marilyn McDonald), and several solo rides with

just the wind and my thoughts as companions.


San Xavier Mission.

Impersonating a saguaro.

Pit stop on Ajo highway.

Historic Tucson home.

Soon,

names Kitt Peak, Sonoita, Madera, Mt. Lemmon, will become regular

vocabulary, utterances in dreams, weekly journeys. I head back to Tucson

in January to continue the build towards a successful 2011 season. In

the meantime, I will enjoy the holidays and build some reserves for the

next round of flogging.

Stats for Ben Hoffman are coming soon.