Thursday, July 31, 2008
OH and 195.8 this morning. I am surely dehydrated but still that was the number on the scale
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
This guy understands...
We should quickly seize enlightenment while we still have the chance. In much less than a century all of us will be dead. We cannot be sure that we will be alive even tomorrow. There is no time to procrastinate. I who am giving this teaching have no guarantee that I will live out this day.-His Holiness the Dali Lama
Monday, July 28, 2008
Time to work on my nutrition...196.8 this morning. I really want to be 185. 1 lb a week is the goal.
Friday, July 25, 2008
Man what a blast. I had about 3 pages of crap written about training, race execution blah blah blah...but delete is what it said to me. Basically since IMCdA I...changed jobs, moved twice, had shingles once, the flu once, colds a couple times, and trained 425 hours in the past 12 months.
What does that get you on the clock...13:23 and I am fucking-A satisfied with that.
Now for what is really important. I HAD A FUCKING BLAST! I smiled the whole swim, I laughed for about 101 miles of the bike, I enjoyed the run.
The best part.....friends. We saw many old friends and that is always a good thing. Bummed I didn't get to spend time with every one. Makes me miss my Austin crew. We were fortunate enough to meet up with Ed Wong and his Canadian mob. What a fucking blast the laughs were non-stop.
Above would be Greg and Fran...she just loves screaming little shits. Greg had a great race. Again we are fortunate to have been able to spend time getting to know them better.
The crew from Left to right....Me, Christina She-rah Princess of Power...The Pissin' Mick Irene, LMS in front, Ed the Geek, Elaine ain't gonna die.
A huge thanks to Karen Holloway who put up with me the past few months even being pregnant. And of course LMS for being there every step of the way.
To all our friends...thank you
Monday, July 14, 2008
Well it is almost in the books, all that is left is some travel some easy spins, swims and jogs then the race itself. It has taken awhile but the pre-IM thoughts are finally starting to creep in to my head...have I done enough...what if it rains...do I have my nutrition right...etc etc etc...I am also dreading the Sat before the race...frantic to get transition bags packed...get bike checked in...you would think that after doing these as long as I have that it would be an easy deal but for some reason I never seem to feel comfortable on Sat before the dance.
All in all I feel pretty good going in this year...no pressure since honestly this one is the victory dance as it will be a few years before I am back to IM's. That is a little bitter sweet but I am really happy with the decision.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
As I get close to what I hope will be my last Ironman/triathlon in a long time I have asked myself what it is that has gotten me to this point. I do this a lot simply because I wonder about all the little things/moments/seconds that lead a person to a decision or behavior.
One of the things that is certainly aiding in the effort to get to more simple sports endeavors is the amount of bullshit people have to play at swimming biking and running. Garmin's, Ipods, powertaps, SRM's, all this shit to play at being fit.
Swear at the starting line at a 5k this year I saw a woman with a fucking garmin, a big honking fucking ipod thing, a fucking fuel belt, and of course her racing chip. How much shit do you need to fucking run for 20 minutes. I bet she was hauling 10lbs of shit.
Same with Ironman and us dork fuck triathletes...Spend $7000 on the most aero fucking light bike that Joe Shit the rag man pro is riding...then for the race...and I don't care if it is a sprint or a IM we load that fucker up with a aero bottle in the handle bars, two 20 oz bottles on the frame...two more behind the seat...a bento box full of crap.
A good friend was racing LP with me a few years ago...she went through and hacksawed off about 3 inches of her handlebars to and I swear "drop some weight"...then proceeded to put 4 bottles and her areo bottle on her bike. 10 lbs of shit. I asked her if she knew that they hand out water and crap on the course. She didn't want to have to stop...I told her for the weight of one water bottle she could have kept her handlebars whole.
Just Fucking Ride
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
What does this have to do with being ready to race? I really don't have a flippin' clue but when I woke this morning I really felt ready mentally. I have done what I can physically. As with every Ironman I always wish I could have done more, been more consistent blah blah blah...but at least now I am ready for the day mentally.
Monday, July 7, 2008
Speaking of riding the tri bike is in the mail to lake placid...that means the time is very near. Had some good training this weekend...