Moving Forward.

The impending ending of winter break is knocking at my door and I recognize I've become too comfortable. It's been nice swimming in the morning and not having to rush off to work. I'm ok with this though. I miss my students and it's getting to be time to get back to the reality of my additional responsibilities. It will be a new groove, but what I know well. A few more days to savor and I'll answer the call of the grind.
My next order of business is a run in light drizzle and an uncharateriscally warm 48 degrees. Then if circumstances allow I will work on the Road to Ironman Louisville, Episode 4.

I hope you have taken the time to read the interviews below. There are more to come.

Peace,
~Sam

Ironman Louisville: Interview with age-group athlete Jillian O'Malley

A little over a year ago Ms. Jillian O’Malley (25-29 age group) from Hinesville, GA was diagnosed as morbidly obese. She weighed around 286 pounds and was headed in a direction of destruction. After determining that enough was enough, she decided to change her life’s direction and undergo a surgery that would assist her in transforming not only her waistline, but her way of being. After only being involved in triathlon for one year, she is determined to take on one of sports’ most challenging events. In August of 2011, she will be standing on the starting line of Ironman Louisville. She did us the honor of responding to the interview questions I put forth, and this is what she had to say. For her complete story, I highly recommend visiting her website and definitely check out her year-long transformation: http://theadventuresofashrinkingfatchick.blogspot.com/

TS: What got you interested in triathlon?
JO: I needed a sport to give me the drive to keep training. I started running again and doing running races after I lost some weight, but I wanted more. I had been a runner in the past, and knew it was easy to get burnt out on just running, so doing three sports sounded like a fun challenge and a way to mix up training to stay fit.

TS: What is your best discipline?
JO: The run is my strongest discipline due to my previous experience with running.

TS: Why do you want to do an Ironman?
JO: It’s a feeling I have. I watch it on TV and I want to be there, racing the race and suffering with everyone. I read the race reports on Beginner Triathlete.com and want the experience. The first time I heard what the iron distances were, I got excited, and everyone else around me simply said “That’s nuts, I have no desire to ever do something like that.” Well, I want to do that, and I have the drive to do the training.

TS: Why Ironman Louisville?
JO: I feel ready to take on an Ironman this coming year, and I didn’t want to wait until 2012. The St. George and Louisville Ironman events were the only ones with slots available, and because I live in Georgia, I chose Louisville for logistical reasons.

TS: What do you expect to be greatest challenges in preparing for IMLOU?
JO: The hills on the bike course will be challenging because it is pancake flat where I live, so I have no hills to train on.

TS: What would your best case scenario be on race day in general?
JO: To be able to find my rhythm quickly during the swim, my weakest sport, to not blow up on the bike, and then have plenty left for the run.

TS: What is your most critical piece of equipment for each of the three disciplines?
JO: For swimming it would be my goggles. On the bike I would say my Profile Design aerodrink set-up. For running, it has to be my Garmin 110, since I have come to depend on it.

TS: What triathlon professional(s), if any,inspire you?
JO: Chrissie Wellington. I love watching her race. She is a wonderful ambassador for the sport and I admire how she always has that genuine smile on her face.

TS: Other than Ironman Hawaii, what is a major “bucket list” triathlon on your radar?
JO: I really want to do the full Vineman (Iron distance) one day. My husband is from that area, and he has a huge family, so it would be awesome to do the race and have a 40 person cheering section.

TS: Which would be a better triathlon rig, a classic Big Wheel or strap on roller skates with wooden wheels?
JO: Probably the skates. It would be really hard to pedal the big wheel as an adult, plus the skates would work your thighs.

TS: Which would be worse, losing your cycling shoes in T1 or your running shoes inT2?
JO: Yikes, both would be pretty bad, but I’ll go with losing running shoes. I got injured from running in minimalistic shoes, so the barefoot running movement it not for me. I could try my best to wing it without cycling shoes and hope I make the time cut-off.

TS: Which is more important, the finisher’s t-shirt, or finisher’s medal?
JO: The finisher’s medal. T-shirts get worn out and eventually get thrown out or turned into rags. The medal will last and I can explain to my kids when they get older what it took to train for and finish the race, and then pass it down to them.

TS: What song or artist would you love to hear blaring at mile 20 in the Ironman run?
JO: Any classic rock song.

TS: Who will you contact first to let them know that you are an Ironman? (Given they are not in attendance).
JO: My mom and dad.

Jillian has made her own personal transformation and through her efforts she is living the Ironman creed of “Anything is possible.” She has a great story that is experiencing a happy…middle. I can’t say ending because she has so much more she can accomplish.

Ironman Louisville Athlete Interviews

I hope you enjoyed the interview with Steven. I've got seven more interviews with Ironman Louisville entrants waiting in the wings. I will tell you that the questions are the same because I sent out the questions for anyone interested to answer. I was fortunate enough to have a positive response and I look forward to sharing more stories from these incredible athletes in the weeks to come. Unless I get a ton more, my intention is to post one a week so those giving responses get their due. However, if I get a great deal more, I will post them more frequently. Enjoy.

Peace,
~Sam

Ironman Louisville: Interview with Age-group Triathlete Steven Creek

This is an interview with Steven Creek from Florence, SC. He's in the
25-29 age group, and is an accompished triathlon veteran who has only been competing for four years.

TS: What got you interested in triathlon?
SC: Like many others, I saw Kona on television. I was already a runner, but was getting bored and wanted to spice it up a bit. Triathlon was a good fit.

TS: What is your best discipline?
SC: The run because of my previous experience.

TS: Why do you want to do an Ironman?
SC: I think I can qualify for Kona eventually. Qualifying at IM Louisville isn’t my goal, but isn’t completely out of reach either. I’m taking Louisville as practice. It will be my second Ironman. I did Florida last year and my only goal was to finish. I finished in 11-hours and left a lot on the course mainly because I didn’t know how hard I could push. With that in mind, I enter Louisville trying to learn more about just how hard I can go without ‘bonking’. Tentatively, I’m planning to attempt to qualify in Cozumel 2012. The more Ironman races I get under my belt before then the better.
TS: That's really impressive going 11-hours in your first IM.

TS: Why Ironman Louisville?
SC: I didn’t want to do IM Florida again, and IM Louisville is also within driving distance for me. It was also nice to be able to register online since it doesn’t sell out on site.

TS: What do you expect to be greatest challenges in preparing for IMLOU?
SC: Biking is already my weakest leg. I’m definitely concerned about the hills on the Louisville bike course. In Florence, I have zero hills to train on. A bridge overpass is literally the biggest incline around. This means I’m left with three options. 1 - Drive to find hills to ride on. 2 – Mock hill workouts on the trainer. 3 – Don’t train on hills. Number three really isn’t an option for me. I’ll be doing a combination of 1 & 2.
TS: That is quite a challenge.

TS: What would your best case scenario be on race day in general?
SC: As was my hope during my first Ironman, best case scenario is to feel good coming off of the bike. It's going to be a more difficult accomplishment this time around however, with the hills and me pushing harder than I did in Florida. I’d love to clock off 8-minute miles for the marathon, but we’ll see what happens on race day.

TS: What is your most critical piece of equipment for each of the three disciplines?
SC: For swimming, my goggles are most important. I really worry about getting the kicked off during the swim. I have them under my cap just in case. I have prescription goggles and would be in trouble should I lose them. The bike and the run have the same answer. Nutrition. I simply cannot perform without it. From the moment I exit the water until about mile 23 of the run, I need liquids and I need calories. Without either one, my day is as good as over.

TS: What triathlon professional(s), if any, inspire you?
SC: Well, I really feel like I’m on the bandwagon with these answers but Chrissie Wellington and Macca. Chrissie because she seems to win so effortlessly and is a true ambassador for the sport. Macca because he is such a gutsy competitor. He is very smart and leaves it all on the course. One of my favorite parts about triathlon, particularly Ironman distance, is the 17 hour finishers. I feel like everyone who crosses the finish line (and many that don’t) are inspiring regardless of the time it takes them. It’s a phenomenon that I’ve felt in no other sport but triathlon.

TS: Other than Ironman Hawaii, what is a major “bucket list” triathlon on your radar?
SC: There are two races that are on the bucket list. One is Escape from Alcatraz. The other is a less known race called S.O.S. triathlon. It's in upstate New York where I was born and raised. The race starts with a 30 mile, mostly uphill ride. Then it goes run, swim, run, swim, run, swim, run. It’s a unique race that I’ve always wanted to do. From what I’ve read its comparable to a half iron distance race. Also, if I ever return to focus on my running roots I’d like to run Boston.
TS: The S.O.S. race sounds more like an S.O.L race if you don't prepare well for it.

TS: Which would be a better triathlon rig, a classic Big Wheel or a strap on roller skates with wooden wheels?
SC: Definitely the big wheel. Roller skating is too similar to running so your legs would be fried once you reached T2. Plus the big wheel is more aero!

TS: Which would be worse, losing your cycling shoes in T1 or your running shoes in T2?
SC: Losing the running shoes would be worse for sure. I can bike in running shoes, but I can’t run in cycling shoes.

TS: Which is more important, the finisher’s t-shirt, or finisher’s medal?
SC: For me I prefer the medal. I have too many T-Shirts already. And for a race like ironman, I like to have something I can show off in the house somewhere.

TS: What song or artist would you love to hear blaring at mile 20 in the Ironman run?
SC: Honestly, I get so into racing that I really don’t hear anything. Typically I don’t even hear my loved ones cheering unless I see them. It’s rather unfortunate.
TS: Wow, that's some lazer focus you've got going there.

TS: Who will you contact first to let them know that you are an Ironman?(Given they are not in attendance)
SC: I’m not sure who all is coming to Louisville yet, so I’ll take a stab and say my sister. She is extremely supportive and would love to be there, but it’s a long commute from her home in Alaska. I’m sure she’ll be watching if there is live web coverage and she’ll probably be the first I call.

Good luck to Steven in his training and racing. I have a feeling that if the stars are aligned and the weather is just right, he just might be standing in line to have his ticket to Kona punched earlier than he thinks.

Tuesday Morning

My watch beeped at 4:45 a.m. letting me know it was time to get going to the pool. It was a little bit of a challenge getting out of bed, but not for lack of willingness or excitement. I've been looking forward to my morning swim workouts and was excited to get going. In fact, I woke up at 3:30 a.m. ready to go. Of course this was no good because I needed sleep. It took a while, but I managed to get back to sleep. In fact, ultimately, I fell into a deep sleep, but this caused me to reach for my beeping watch a little groggier than when I woke up naturally. Anyway...I was at the pool by 5:15.
This morning I became a little more proficient with my bilateral breathing. I never expected to be able to be completely comfortable with bilateral breathing overnight, but I will say that it is coming faster than I expected. Having said that, I still have work to do.
This morning I managed the fingertip drag drill, which I couldn't do previously because I was so focused on breathing. This is a sure sign of progress.
I don't usually swim on consecutive days, but I will likely go to the pool again tomorrow because it will be closed the rest of the week. Then I go in next Tuesday to learn some more good swimming from Coach Jodi.
I was going to run right when I got back from the pool, but I decided to wait for it to be light out. It's a safer this way and my schedule isn't requiring me to rush so, I'll be heading out in about an hour. My Achilles felt fine this morning getting out of bed and my fingers are crossed that I'll have a fine running experience as well.
Peace,
~Sam

Chin Up!

Although it's too early to feel this way because tomorrow may bring different results, mild drepression is starting to set in. My right Achilles was tender and sore yesterday and again today. I'm icing it as I type this and trying to be hopeful that it will be fine for tomorrow's run.
After taking a good long break from running after my season, I thought it would be enough to have my Achilles healthy and strong again. I still think it can be enough, but I have to use caution and be patient. This is difficult however, because I want to start building. Now, I realize I don't have to build too much right now, and I can take more time off if needed, but I would rather not. I would rather be strong and healthy and work toward running the 5/3 Riverbank Run 25k with Maggie in May, but if I need to, I can take more time off and build later. It's just not ideal.
Another thing that's going on is that my brand new, beautiful bike has been in the shop for about a month with some strange locking thing going on. It's frustrating on a variety of levels. I want to ride more to see if the position is right because it's a new position that I didn't feel 100% dialed into prior to having it go in the shop. Furthermore, I don't want my bike giving Village Bike Shop a negative vibe. I don't want them to think, "Oh, that frickin' bike again," when I take it in for something, or if my posiiton needs to be adjusted.
It's time to shift my focus though, because I don't want to allow negativity to consume me.
It is sunny out.
I'm going to have a great ride later on my indoor trainer later while I continue to enjoy the podcasts I regulalry download.
I'm looking forward to tomorrow's swim.
GU just came out with a cool new Roctane flavor...Cherry Lime.
By and large, I'm healthy.
I got my Road to Ironman Louisville, Episode 2 out.
The Lions won for the second time in two weeks, and yesterday's win was on the road.
Depression...screw you, chin up baby!
Peace,
~Sam

The Road to Ironman Louisville, Episode II Thoughts

I am working on episode II, but most of this work has been conceptual rather than actual. I get an idea and then I start feeling too self-conscious about the idea. I don't want to come off as arrogant or self-centered, but I'm not sure I can get around that for the purpose of doing a video log of my journey. I also become self-conscious about giving information that nobody cares about. However, when I listen to the podcasts that I love, I discover they are basically rambling about things may seem like nobody would care about, but there I am finding what they are saying interesting. Furthermore, I need to remind myself that my audiance is actually quite small. However, I don't want that to be an excuse to suck either. Anyway, I am working on many ideas that I have written down. Here are some I can think of off the top of my head...
* A segment on GU products; what they are for and how I use them.
* A segment on who I am as far as triathlon goes (a history of sorts).
* A segment with a shameless plug for my book.
* A segment going over what events I intend to do in 2011.
* A segment of me swimming at the pool.
There are many more, but these are the ones I can think of off the top of my head. Anyway, I am working on episode II. Your thoughts and ideas are welcome.
Peace.

More Travel

The last couple days were interesting for different reasons, but they both pointed toward moving in the right direction. Yesterday I ran for the first time since being sidelined in the first week of October with Achilles tendonitis. I am taking a gradual approach, so I walked 2 min./jogged 2 min. x4, for a total of 8 min. running. It was evident right away when I started my first two minutes that it had been a while since my last run. It was rough and awkward, and I was nervous as I monitored my body carefully with every step. The second two minutes of running felt more fluid, which was much sooner than I expected it to. I finished the run feeling like I didn't do much of anything, but I also was both relieved and thrilled that I got through the workout without any issues of note.
Today I got through my 1-hour indoor trainer ride, and because it is a mental challenge for me to get through as few as thirty minutes on the trainer, this was a great success. Anyway, both of these experiences reminded me of how far I still need to go.
I've started swimming sooner than I did last year, but this year I have recruited a swim coach. I start with instruction on Tuesday. Hopefully I will learn to be a little more efficient. I'm nervous about it because I've developed my current habits over the last 15 years. Nevertheless, it's good to be swimming and working on being better.
My new GURU has been in the shop for nearly a month because of a weird glich that was causing my chain to lock-up when going from the big ring to the small ring. I know I'm emotionally attached to this bike, which I've only ridden about six times, because I'm getting increasingly anxious to get it back. Of course part of this anxiety is because I'm not sure my fit is completely dialed in and I want to get on the trainer with it and try to get that ironed out. I'm also anxious for the bike and I to become more like one unit. It takes time to develop this relationship with a new bike and new set-up, and I want to make more progress in this area. I need to know if I can adjust to my current set-up or if I need adjustments.
Anyway, more travel down the road...
Peace.

So, Are You Training for Anything Right Now?

When I am perpetually training for something, it can sometimes be challenging for me when a well-intending, but non-triathlete asks me,
"So, are you training for anything right now?"
Even when I'm in the 4-6 week period called the "off season," where I don't do much of anything except let my body heal, recover, and prepare to rebuild, I am training for something. Granted that something may be several months away, but I am training. It just so happens that my training calls for sitting on my butt. However, that doesn't mean my thoughts are not consumed with what lies ahead. It does not mean I haven't started making preparations of one kind or another. By this time I've already established my possible schedule of events for the next season and I've changed it six times over the last three months. I've also ordered tires, tubes, ear plugs, goggles, and other items I'm going to need to get going on my quest. In addition, I've laid out my training plan for the year and have altered it repeatedly based on the many articles I've read in magazines, books I've scoured, the on-line resources I've tapped into, and the suggestions I've received from informed friends. Am I training for something? Yeah, I'm always training for something.
Of course this leaves me with the obvious next step, which is answering the question. I could simply say,
"No, not right now."
This answer is usually followed up with a response (given that we're heading into a Michigan winter) such as,
"Yeah, you probably can't really do anything right now anyway huh?"
At this point, depending on my mood, I either respond with,
"Right."
This is the simple answer that can quickly lead to the end of the conversation. However, sometimes I'll respond by saying,
"Well, actually, I'll start lifting weights, swimming, cycling, and running pretty soon."
Then the person usually comes back with something like,
"Oh, but you don't ride or run outside do you?"
Then I feel like I should explain that I generally do my cycling on an indoor trainer, that I do cycle outside if it's at least 30-something degrees, the roads are dry, and the wind isn't too much. In addition, I tell them that I run outside pretty much all the time regardless of the weather. This response can lead to all sorts of conversations that ofen begin with such thing as,
"Doesn't running in the cold freeze your lungs?"
Or,
"I don't know how you run in that stuff."
Or,
"Is that safe? It doesn't seem very safe to me."
Or,
"I could never do that."
There is nothing wrong with these responses, in fact, some people are genuinely curious about the way things work. If I'm in the right mood and the timing is right, I'm actually very happy to talk about it. When it's most challenging is when somebody brings this up in a passing conversation or in a situation that I know there won't be enough time to do the topic justice. If this happens though, I usually stick to, "No, not right now," and "Right," as my answers. I feel like I'm not telling the complete truth, but generally, that's enough for the inquisitive person anyway.
Who knows, maybe next time when a non-triathlete asks me,
"So, are you training for anything right now?"
I'll say,
"Yes, I'm on the road to Ironman Louisville."

Peace.

Tin Man...Rusted!

It could have been because I recently increased my weights, but I'm thinking that my struggle in the pool this evening had more to do with not swimming since September.
I lucked out and discovered I had 8 more swims on my pool pass. This was good because it's always hard to pay for those first few sessions in the pool where I feel like they thickened the water and my coordination has been compromised.
The Strumberger's where on hand. They were smooth as silk, except for the few times they had to stop and swat the rust that was falling off me and drifting over into their lanes. Sorry about that.
My shoulders were a tad stiff, my bicepts were a bit sore, and I seemed to have floundered through the workout. It's all good though because it's all part of the process. It's all part of traveling the road to Ironman Louisville.
I just wish the construction on the road would be a little less ...hmm...obvious.
Here's to feeling more fishlike and less rustfilled on my next attempt in the pool.

Peace.

Get Out There!

When I've arrived and I am particpating in Louisville, it will be my day and over 1,000 volunteers will help to make that happen and I intend to pay them back ahead of time. You see, I made it a goal of mine a few years ago to volunteer at, at least one event a year. Well, I didn't meet that goal in the formal sense. Sure, I "volunteered" to help the kids at their events and I "volunteered" to watch the kids at Maggie's events, but it's not the same and I'm not going to pretend it is. The truth is...I actually like volunteering at races. It's exciting and interesting to be on the other side of a race. The perspective of being involved but not as a participant or purely as a fan, all the while knowing you are assisting somebody else have their day is a wonderful feeling.
If it's so great, you ask, why have I dropped the ball with this goal? That's easy...I suck. Really. Like a freakin' Hoover. I'm just sayin'. Sure I have socially acceptable excuses, but c'mon. The bottom line is I failed to deliver. I'm not proud of it, but there it is.
This year is going to be different. I've already started out on the right foot and have assisted a little with the new Grand Rapids Triathlon. I may end up doing more for them as well, but who knows.
I'm looking forward to helping at Johan's Trifest like I did in its first year, and rumor has it, this may be its last.
One of my favorite races is Tri Del Sol. It's a good fit for me. It's in my backyard, the distances are perfect, and I like the course. This year however, it's time for me to be a gracious host and help out.
Unfortunately this is all just talk until the rubber hits the road. Will there be more excuses, or more responsibility and sacrifice in other areas that prevent me from meeting my goal? I don't know, but my intentions are strong, and I hope to be out there. Maybe I'll even be helping you have your day.
Peace.

Tid Bits...What's Now? What's Next?

Now I'm recovering from a trip North with the family where we enjoyed some time with the Shaw family at Avelanch Bay.

Next...redo my Ironman training plan and see what events make the most sense for me to consider for 2011 while leading up to Ironman Louisville.

I'm not scheduled to run for a few weeks now, but I'm a bit concerned about my Achilles still. Although I'm seeing improvements, I'm looking for more.

Weights continue to go well.

Considering starting to swim earlier than orignially planned to work on fitness without running.

A couple tweaks need to be made on my GURU to make it the dream machine that it has the potential to be.

A sincere apology to my loyal readership that I've been behind in providing any kind of thoughtful posts.

Oh...dude, no problem.

Good, what a relief.

Hey, you are interupting our other reader.

Yeah, that's me bonehead. Good thing we have a split personality, otherwise who would we argue with?

Riiiight....schmuck.

Peace.

2010 Season Recap...Yeah, a Little Late

What a great season! I had a hard time saying that at first because I expected a lot from myself, but as the season went on, and as I look back, I can appreciate more what I have accomplished.
I kicked off my season with the Grand Duathlon, in Kentwwod, MI where the weather was wet and cold. I didn't have terribly high expectations for this race, but I still wanted to fair well. Mostly this served as a tune-up to the season, so it was what it was.
In training I had what I considered some solid time trials where I averaged 24+ mph over 10 and 15 miles. With this in mind, I expected to have some killer bike splits in my races during the season.
The Rev3, Knoxville, TN, Olympic distance triathlon was my next event and even though I had yet to have an open water swim for 2010, I was expecting to do well. The day started out pretty cold and a little breezy, but the sun was out and my spirits were high. I had a reasonably decent swim, a bike that was disappointing at the time, and a pretty good run. It was a great experience and I'm glad I took on the challenge, but I left feeling like I didn't have the stellar day I had hoped for.
I followed Rev3 with the new Double Time Sprint Triathlon in Three Rivers, MI. It was short, fast, and fun. I still didn't get the kind of bike split I thought I should be having, but I pulled off a second place overall, and a pretty solid run, so it was still rewarding.
The National 24-Hour Challenge (bike ride) held in Middleville, MI was enjoyable and I met my goal of earning my 1,000 mile jersey (cumulative mileage over the years) and another 200+ mile day. Even though I left tired and a little sore, I met my goals.
Taking on the Del Sol Triathlon is always fun because the distances are suited to me and it's located only a few minutes from my house. I had a resonable swim, a respectable ride, and a run I can feel good about. Because I scored 5th overall, it made the effort all the more worth while.
The Mellennium Park Triathlon, in Grand Rapids, MI was a great event. the weather was perfect and I had a solid performance. I was 11th overall, which was only one place later than my goal of top 10. I was particulalry please with my run split. I averaged 6:01's for the 5k.
The Timberman, Ironman 70.3, in New Hampshire was my big goal race for the season. I had a great experience and produced a race I can be proud of. In fact, for a while during the first half of the run I thought I was going to score a 1/2 Ironman PR of about 15 minutes. Nevertheless, this was what I believe is my second fastest 1/2 Ironman. It was a nice family trip and a fantastic event. Worth it!
My last race of the season really challenged me. I did the 1/2 Iron distance event at the Tawas Festival of Races in Tawas, MI, put on by 3D Racing. The air temperature was cold and the water was colder. The water was also brutal with waves crashing us every which way. In fact, the swim was cut short due to conditions, and I still swam a similar time as when I swim the normal distance under calmer circumstances. My bike was pretty good, but I fell apart on the run. I expected to finish around 5:15 and I finished around 5:17, but it was very challenging, ugly, and humbling. It was difficult ending my season on that note, but at the same time, it's good to have races like this once in a while to appreciate when things click and go well.
I registered for the Great Turtle 1/2 marathon on Mackinac Island in mid-October, but after the Tawas event I could not shake my tight and sore Achilles tendons. They got worse, so I pulled myself out and didn't even start. It was cool though because I was able to watch Maggie run an amazing race where she placed as 9th overall woman and 1st in the 35-39 age group! She ran smart and was focused. This effort inspired me for when she and I plan to run the 2011 Riverbank Run 25K together.
Looking back, I have to give myself four out of five stars for this season. I need to continue to ice and be smart when I start running again, but I think my season went well and set me up well mentally, emotionally, and spiritually as I travel the road to Ironman Louisville 2011.

Once again this year, thank you for the support I've received. A particular thanks to Maggie for always supporting my triathlon efforts; to my children Alex, Claudia, Payton, and Frank for being understanding of my passion for the sport of triathlon; to my Mom, Dad, and brothers and sisters for their support and encouragment; to my friends for their support and encouragement. Last but not least, thanks to God who has granted me the ability to swim, bike, and run in a competitive manner.


If you want to read about my races in details, you will need to copy and paste the race links in my early Race Report links.

Peace,
~Sam

Pushing the Plates

I will get to my end of season recap...really. It's been busy, what can I say? The good news is that I've started pushing the plates, or lifting, or strenght training, or whatever term you want to use. I started out with 8th grade girl's volleyball level weights, but I've been consistently lifting every other day, so now I'm up to freshmen, girl's competitive cheer level weights. Yeah, I know what you're thinking. "That dude must kick a**!" and you're not wrong, because I'll be moving up to sophomore girl's track weights here pretty darn soon.
One of the things I like about this time of year is that I'm actually excited about lifting weights. In fact, I'm lifting tomorrow morning before work, and by golly, I'm lookin' forward to it! It's not that I'm working to the point where my body-building, brick-house-like friend Ryan is getting nervous that I will cast a shadow on him. No, I'm still very much like the stick figure used for illustrating Diary of a Wimpy Kid, where he's more like the He-Man action figure. But hey, I'm ok with that. I'm not looking to get huge, but if I happen to bulk up a little along the way and people see Ryan and I together and get confused about who is who, well, then it will be evident that someone has been experimenting with hallucinogens. I'm just sayin'.

Anyway, I still think about Ironman Louisville every day. In fact, we carved pumpkins for Halloween tonight. I carved the M-dot into the side of mine. Obsess much? Yeah. Guilty as charged.

The road continues.

Peace,
~Sam

2010 Season Race Report Links

April (Attend) Boston Marathon (support for Maggie):
Great job Maggie (and Rita).
April Grand Duathlon, Kentwood, MI
(Race Report Link: http://www.beginnertriathlete.com/discussion/forums/thread-view.asp?tid=205369 ).
May Rev3 Olympic Distance, Knoxville, TN
(Race Report Link: http://www.beginnertriathlete.com/discussion/forums/thread-view.asp?tid=207522 ).
June Sunburst Marathon, South Bend, IN (Attend to support Maggie)
(Race Results Link:http://results.active.com/pages/oneResult.jsp?pID=86399869&rsID=94080).
June Double Time Triathlon, Kalamazoo, MI*
Race Report Link: http://www.beginnertriathlete.com/discussion/forums/thread-view.asp?tid=212678
June National 24-Hour Challenge, Middleville, MI*
Race Report Link: http://www.beginnertriathlete.com/discussion/forums/thread-view.asp?tid=214552
July Grand Haven Kid's Triathlon (Alex)*
Race Results Link: http://www.runnersedgeracetiming.com/data/uploadedfiles/ghkidsagegroup2010.htm#%203
July Tri Del Sol, Middleville, MI*
Race Report Link: http://www.beginnertriathlete.com/discussion/forums/thread-view.asp?tid=217861
Aug Millennium Triathlon, Grand Rapids, MI*
Race Report Link: http://www.beginnertriathlete.com/discussion/forums/thread-view.asp?tid=221373
Aug Timberman, Ironman 70.3, New Hamphsire*
Race Report: http://www.beginnertriathlete.com/discussion/forums/thread-view.asp?tid=223874
Sep Tawas Triathlon, Tawas, MI*
Race Report: http://www.beginnertriathlete.com/discussion/forums/thread-view.asp?tid=226569
Oct Mackinac Island Great Turtle Half-Marathon (Just Maggie)
Website: http://www.runmackinac.com/Mackinac_Island_Great_Turtle.htm
*Registered

Ironman, Lions, Deliver Positivity

Last Sunday I went from denial to acceptance, and even though I have been treating my Achilles injury, and I continue to treat it, I believe I've shifted into my depression stage. I decided to give up the Mackinaw run so I can start healing and remain on the Ironman Louisville 2011 plan. Though I know this is the right action to take, it is still difficult. I've been looking forward to doing the Mackinaw run for quite some time. In fact, it is a bucket list race of mine. So, my motivation is low, I feel fat, lazy, and generally dull and unmotivated.
The good news in all of this is that Maggie is still planning on running at Mackinaw and it still should be a fun, family trip.
I would like to start lifting, but I'm just not ready. I want to be ready...but I'm not. So, my "workouts" mostly consist of icing and stretching right now.
Hangin' in there.
Peace,
~Sam

Wow! What a difference a day can make. Since composing that post yesterday morning, I have had a real change in spirit. I'm sure it was influenced by the following...
The Ironman World Championsip was AMAZING! Congratulations to Rinny and Macca! It was inspiring and uplifting.
The LIONS WON!!! This put joy in my heart and provided a sense of hope.
I had my first "real" weight lifting session. This was fulfilling, even if it was the same amount of weight the girls' eigth grade volleyball team uses.
I took an hour kayak ride...while listening to triathlon podcasts.
All good things. Positive energy brining positivity.
Peace,
~Sam

Pulling the Plug on the Great Turtle

Well, the good news is that I ran a solid 8-mile run. In fact, I averaged 6:24 per mile. The bad news is that it was the straw that broke the camel's back. My right Achilles tendon has been tender and sore for a while now, and I've been tracking it and treating it, but still running. My left Achilles started in on the soreness circus as well. In fact, apparently it felt a need to take the lead role. Previously my right Achilles would be tight basically the whole run and then my left would chime in late. The next day my right would be tight in the morning, but then loosen up throughout the day. It seems the left wanted more attention, so this morning it was clearly tighter than my right and forced me to limp. In fact, I didn't just limp around the house in the morning, but also wherever I went all day long today.
At present, I've decided to pull the plug on the Great Turtle 1/2 Marathon. I'll have to live through Maggie vicariously for this one. There is a chance I can switch to the 5.7 mile run, but right now I'm thinking this would be a good time to start taking time off and recovering.
I can start lifting and stretching and working on core work, but I'll stay away from challenging my Achilles.
I'm fairly bumbed out about this but I still think it will be a fun trip to Mackinaw Island.
One of my goals this year was to end my season healthy. No such luck.
I'm back to being patient.
I do hope this isn't the result of my somewhat recently purchased Pearl Izumi running shoes becasue I think they're great. I'll have to look at that as a possibility however. I hope they don't become my next pair of street shoes, but it's possible.
Peace.

The King is Dead! Long Live the King!

Today marks the end of an era and a sense of loss I didn't expect. It's been a relationship of over ten years. The relationship was established and concluded with similar, unexptected circumstances. The relastionship was forged out of sweat, tears, and the trials of miles. We have been through prosperous times and times that challenged our souls. We've gone over hill and dale. We've climbed at rediculously slow speeds and screamed down descents at crazy-fast rates of speed. We encountered heat, cold, clear skies, and downpours. We've done everything from the red-lining sprint distance, to the ultimate distance in triathlon, the Ironman.
When it was time to get-up-and-go, the response was there. When it was time to settle in and remain steady, the challenge was met. When it was time to crank nearly breathless for any given distance, the call was answered.
I couldn't have really asked for more from the performance provided by my partner, but I was always being asked to bring more, to push harder, to take my skills to the next level. Complacency was not something on our list.
After several years of personal debate I decided to part ways with the one that has stood by me and supported me all this time. I decided it was time to move on and take the next step in this fast paced world of technological breakthroughs. It was time to go from titanium to full-carbon fiber. It was time to go from standard tubing, to modern-day triahlon curves and angles. It was time to give a new era a go.
Today, I watched as my Litespeed was driven away in another athlete's car to begin it's own new chapter.
In a week or two I will be introduced to my finally completed GURU Magis...my new "IT" bike. So thank you to my Litespeed Tachyon for your many years of outstanding service. May you race many more races and bring your new owner many days of joy as you have brought me.
The king is dead! Long live the king!
Sappy? Silly? So what.
Peace.

GU DISCIPLE

It wasn't Christmas and it wasn't my birthday, but yesterday in the mail I received a fantastic gift from GU. I received samples of the new watermelon flavored GU Chomps. I ripped into them immediately and they did not disappoint. This could very well be the best flavor of Chomps yet. They were refreshing and revitalizing. Love 'em!

I was also informed that if you are participating in the Ironman World Championship, you can stop by the GU House and get yourself a GU swag bag, which will include the limited edition Island Nectars Roctane!
Visit the GU House at...
78-6622 Alii Dr.
Kailua Kona, HI 96740
(At the 4.5 mile mark near the marathon turnaround)

Now, if you are a mortal like me and will be at home watching the action from your computer, you still have a chance to try the new limited edition Island Nectars Rocatane by going to http://guenergy.com/kona-roctane/.

Get your Roctane on!

Peace.

A Long Road to Travel, the First Step Taken

It wasn't a matter of if, but a matter or when I would register for Ironman Louisville, 2011. Yesterday I asked Maggie if one day would be better than another for me to spend the long dollar on the event. She encouraged me to get on it, so when I finally had a chance yesterday, I went on-line and visited the Ironman Louisville website.
I knew emotionally and mentally things would change once I finally clicked the "finish" button on my entry. The next thing I saw was Congratulations, you are officially entered into the 2011 Ironman Louisville. I thought, "Ok, I'm in. It's real. I'm officially headed down The Road to Ironman Louisville, 2011."

Balancing on a Thread

Another long run in the books to get to the Great Turtle 1/2 Marathon. For the most part it went fairly well, but toward the end...it got a little sketchy.
I expected my right Achilles tendon to be tight and sore the entire run...and it was. I anticipated possible calf tightness and it came on about 3/4 of the way into the run. I planned on running a negative split 10-mile run...and I did. What I wasn't planning on was my left Achilles tendon getting as tight as it did within two miles of the end of my run.
Because I decided I would only run twice a week and cycle on the days I don't run, I had to make my run count. I kept the pace I had set for my return trip, which was faster than the first half of my run. I didn't quite hobble into my driveway at the end of my run, but I was very close to it. I realize I'm operating on a thread here and certainly it is not preferred, but I think I can do this balancing act well enough to get me through my only fall race.
Hangin' on.
Peace.

The Gray-Season's Random Thoughts

I'm in that weird, I'm still in reasonably good shape, but it's eveident I'm losing fitness phase, gray area between in-season and off-season. This gray-season is different this year because I'm trying to heal and yet train enough to maintain fitness that will be sufficient for getting me across the finish line in a respectable time at the Great Turtle 1/2 Marathon in October.
What is the gray-season anyway? I'm not real sure. I've never really called it that before. Well, since I'm calling it that now, I should probably define it. The gray-season seems to be this gateway between what was and what is to be. It's the time when I'm adjusting my persona back to Mr. Wilkinson, third grade teacher, from Sam Wilkinson, triathlete. Well, I pause to admit that neither is separated from the other, but one makes its way to the forefront more readily at different times of the year than the other. Nevertheless, during this time I tend to look forward and generally with optimism and anticipation. I'm looking forward to lifting weights and doing ab work. I'm looking forward to not thinking about any events on the immediate horizon. I'm looking forward to easing back, taking time off, and then rebuilding again. The gray-season's not so bad, it's just...well...gray.
Right now,my right Achilles is giving me the most grief, but during my last run, which was yesterday, I noticed my left Ahcilles wanting in on the action. Furthermore, my calves were a little tighter than usual. Ok, so I'm completely swamped at school and exhausted at home, and I haven't made time to roll my calves with the foam roller. I can't imagine that has anything to do with it.
Admitedly, I had a great run last weekend. I pushed the pace, mostly to see what would happen, and it turned out pretty darn well. Yeah, my Achilles was a bit tight at first, but it settled down...pretty much. My lungs, heart, and legs (by and large) felt good, and I averaged 6:35's for roughly 8 miles. I'm not gonna' lie, it put a grin on my grill. I'm hoping I can have a similar experience this weekend, but we'll see.
I had "Frank Duty" tonight, but it was cool. I like to hang out with Frank, but our activities are somewhat limited. However, it was a hot day and we hadn't gone for a kayak ride in a long time, so I offered it up and we hit the lake. We encounterd a blue heron roosted on the same log as a good-sized painted turtle. Painted? Painter? Well, you know what I mean, Michigan's State Reptile. It was a relaxing cruise along our normal route. The sun was setting and the were only a couple of random boats cruising by, so we mostly had the lake to ourselves. It was rather relaxing and we enjoyed ourselves for sure.
I had a moment of inspiration while we were gliding along the lake's east shoreline, right near my turn-around for my usual 1.2 mile swim. I thought, "I'm ready for this. I'm ready to take on my 1.2 mile, out-and-back course times two. I welcome the challenge. It's going to be great!" Then I looked around a moment to see who was thinking those thoughts. Did I just think that? Wow! The guy who just about swore off long course triathlon is inspired and thinking positive. Fantastic!
It's funny how sometimes even gray can be inspiring.
Peace.

Crawling out of the Darkness and Down the Road

Sure, not much time has passed, and I recognize this, but I've had time to analyze my results more carefully and to really think about what happened this past weekend.
When going into Tawas I thought I would probably finish in the 5:15-5:20 range. However, even though I expected this, I secretly hoped I would finish under five hours. As it turned out, I couldn't have it both ways. I had to either be in-it-to-win-it or be prepared to be lackluster. When I went into Tawas it was after a solid effort at the Timberman, Ironman 70.3 which was my focus all year long and Tawas then became an afterthought. This in turn meant my heart was not in it. I simply banked on my ability and experience to get me through another race. Even when I had my doubts, in the back of my head, I held a lingering thought that said, "Dude, you can do this...just show up and do it." The truth was however, that I never really believed it. This was both arrogant and presumptuous. I disrespected my sport and the distance by thinking I could just have my cake and eat it too without being fully committed to success.
I don't know that I really expected a walk in the park performance like just another day, yet at the same time, I sort of did. The idea wasn't based on facts or any real-world evidence. I just thought it, yet I never really bought into it. In some ways I expected myself to just come through one more time, but I knew better.
Tawas was not an event I was going after and I was humbled...and appropriately so. My triathlon efforts and the half ironman distance deserved more respect and I turned my nose like it was nothing worth really paying much attention to and I got what I deserved.
None of this is to say, "Poor me". This is to say, "Wake up! Shut up! Put your head up! And pick yourself up!"
After looking over my results (see the race report link above) and seeing that my time was indeed what I expected (5:17 and some change)and realizing my heart and mind were not in the event, I started to conclude that it is not over. I am not done. And I will come back because the Ironman is still calling my name. It is calling me back saying, "Toe the line brutha', but bring it all. Bring your heart and bring your mind, and bring your soul, and you will you find what you seek."
My friend Ryan e-mailed me a few moments ago and he reinforced what I was starting to belive. However, I needed to hear it from someone like him. In so many words he told me to look at what I did this year in triathlon and take notice and don't take it lightly. Take stock and be glad for what I accomplished. He said that I should not dwell on the one event in my season that I considered to be a poor showing and believe that it defines me. He reminded me that I am capable and that he believes in me and that I should believe in me too. He's right and I needed to hear that from him. That's what friends are for. So in my hour of percieved darkness, he helped me see the light! Can I get an Amen?
So out of the darkness I have already begun to rise up! I am crawling now, but I am crawling back my friends! My eyes are now focused and my sights are now set square on the road ahead. I know the road will have twists and turns. I know the road though it may be smooth, will have occasional pot holes. But I know it is the road I must travel:
The Road to Ironman Louisville 2011.
...Another Amen if you please.

Peace.

Humbled and Rethinking

My mantra this year has been Putting the Lumber to Personal Challenges. That idea came from a time when I was listening to the radio during last year's football season and the sports-talk host referred to a team that "Really put the lumber..." to another team. I thought that was a clever way of saying "Giving a thumping" or "Throttling someone" or the like. Well the irony is that yesterday at the Tawas Triathlon Festival, I did the 1/2 iron distance event and it put the lumber to me.
During the run I was walking because my energy stores were low, my mental toughness level was non-existant, my right Achilles tendon was tight and sore, and the top of my foot had hints of "stress fracture". During that time I began to really question whether or not I am cut out for long distance triathlon.
This past season I mostly did short course events and I found success. I consistently performed in the top tier of the competition. These were red-lining, hard efforts, but they were exhilerating. However when the race distances increased, my relative performance decreased.
This is not to say that I don't find satisfaction and a sense of accomplishement when I perform in long distance events, it's just that I'm not as strong in these events. It's difficult because although I enjoy the experience of a half ironman and of an Ironman because of their difficulty, they really beat me up and I get spanked by a good portion of the field.
Now, this brings me back to the conversation of how "success" is defined. There is obvious external success such as placing in the top ten overall and/or top three in my age-group, but there is also internal success in simply accomplishing a difficult goal like finishing a half or full Ironman, never mind my place or time. This is not to say I don't experience internal success when also achieving external success.
Over the next few hours, days, and weeks to come, I will be weighing these things. I need to consider if having Ironman as my main focus next year is the right choice for me or not.
So, what does this mean for The Road to Louisville? Well, I'm not sure yet. Right now my thougts are all conflicting. I'm not sure if I should focus on short course and Olympic distance events again next year and maybe insert a 1/2 ironman, or to look at a path that will lead me to Louisville again next August. Maybe I will find a balance involving both. This is all very uncertain to me right now. What I know is that I was humbled yesterday to the point that these issues are something I really need to contemplate.
I was anticipating changing this site the The Road to Louisville as early as tomorrow, but now I can tell you it won't be that soon.

I'll work on a race report hopefully today, but if not, later this week for the Tawas event.

Peace.

Shots in the Arm

One way to build confidence is to do something rather than pout and eat cookies. So, Sunday's long ride was a good shot in the arm. I chiseled out a 50+ mile ride, averaging slightly over 21 mph. This does not provide me with superstar status, but it proved to me that I could still ride reasonably well for a long-ish ride.
This morning I swam 1.2 miles. It was a little choppy at first, but the water settled later. I swam a decent time and again got a shot in the arm.
Not long after I swam, I pulled on my shoes on and took on a 10.4 mile run. I started out conservatively, and all the while monitoring my trouble spots (left calf, right Achilles Tendon, right foot, and hips). Ok, when I type it out it seems more like Santa's Naughty and Nice List more so than a Make sure these pieces and parts don't fall off list.
Anyway, as predicted, my left calf was a tad tight and my right Achilles joined the party. My hope was that they would either iron themselves out and be fine, or not get any worse. As my run continued, the tightness and soreness either settled down a bit or I got better at ignoring it, but thank goodness it wasn't getting any worse.
I had battled the wind for the first half of the run, so when I turned around I felt the sweet reward of a tailwind. This and a slight downhill inspired me to pick up my pace with little more effort than what I was producing on the way out.
I decided to attempt to hold this new pace the rest of the way back, but had to continue to monitor my trouble spots. I felt pretty light and smooth, which is a feeling I didn't expect to experience on this run and it was quite welcome. To my amazement, my body held out, I kept the pace I adopted on my return trip and ran a solid negative-split run. I averaged 6:54 per mile and it was yet another shot in the arm.
When I got home, I limped down to the lake and plopped myself into the chilly water to wash away my sweat and pain. The good news is that I left my sweat behind. I limped back up the house to eat breakfast, ice, and recover further.
I'm feeling much better about my chances at the Tawas, 1/2 Iron distance triathlon coming up this weekend. And by chances, I mean of finishing in a respectable time without doing any additional damage to myself.
So, I'm out of my slump and back to imagining a successful day on the course in Tawas!

Who Needs a Chocolate Chip Cookie?

Ok, I'll put it out there. I'm feeling like a slug lately. Well, that's probably not true. A slug, albeit plump-looking and remarkably slow, probably doesn't feel fat, slow, and out of shape, it likely just feels...normal.
I can't seem to stop making poor food choices...just a minute, I need to go get another chocolate chip cookie...ok, I'm back. As I was saying, I make a commitment to myself daily to make better food choices and stay away from junk. Did I mention I took my two-year-old to McDonald's last night? Yeah, I had a grease-ball burger and a large fry to go thank you very much. Pass the salt would you?
My running fitness seems to be dwindling. I can't imagine why. After Timberman I've been spending more time doing 20-minute ice repeats for my Achilles than 400-800 meter repeats on the track.
This has been my best season of time trial training on my bike, yet today was lackluster. It could have been the wind, but I'm thinking it's just that I suck. It seemed like a lazy, fat-boy kind of effort. Sheesh!
Swimming is in fact a bright point. I had one of my fastest swim splits for 1.2 miles yesterday, but I think I swam a little farter out, which may have cut some yardage, which means it was likely just average-ish.
So, there it is fat, slow, and slug-like.
I know what you're thinking so I'll just say it for you:
"C'mon, you are SO not fat, you're fine."
"You could kick MY butt running, you're fine."
"It was a windy day cycling today, give yourself a break, you're fine."
"You were probably close enough to your swim course that it wouldn't even matter, you're fine."
...How's that? Close?
I'm in a slump...kind of. I'm a little banged up and I'm being cautious, so I'm running less and not fast. That's just being smart and treating my body wisely. However, the fact that I was able to do more track workouts this year than in a long time, I believe it really made a big difference in my running, cycling, and overall performance in triathlon. I felt strong, fast, and light. It was a good feeling. I like that feeling. I WANT that feeling. THAT feeling is NOT being in a slump.
I have 70.3 miles of swimming, cycling, and running to cover next weekend in E. Tawas, Michigan. I should be good on the swim. I should be fine on the bike. I want to be fine...and good on the run, but I'm nervous about my pieces and parts falling off and then being DQ'd for littering.
"The Achilles tendon you left out on the course caused a runner to slip and hurt himself," the official will say, "And the bone fragment from your foot that you left roadside caused a flat tire for one of our later finishing cyclists".
DOH!!!
I know, doom and gloom is what doom and gloom does. So, I've been working on this. I've been trying to imagine myself gliding through the waters of Lake Huron to a wonderful swim finish. I've been trying to imagine myself hammering along on the bike to a killer bike split. I've been trying to imagine myself running with a pain free, smooth, comfortable stride leading me into the finish line healthy, strong, and fulfilled. I've been trying to imagine myself only needing a week to recover before looking forward to the Great Turtle 1/2 Marathon on Mackinac Island, in October. It's time to get back to that. It's time to be positive. It's time to rise above my setback. It's time to let the sun shine in!
...It's time for another chocolate chip cookie!!!

Band Aides and Duct Tape

It's a little later than I would like to be up right now, but I hadn't iced my right Achilles, and it is needs to be done. I'm trying to both nurse myself back to health and build myself up since Timberman and before Tawas. I really want to do the Tawas 1/2 Iron Distance Triathlon I'm registered for. I covered the swim distance pretty well the other day, so my confidence is up for that. I've ridden 40 miles, but riding 50 miles fast-ish would be even better. I have run 3mi and 5mi and I'm hoping to run 6mi tomorrow. We'll see how it goes. I would like to run a 10-miler without much discomfort in my calf or Achilles. Well, without any discomfort would be even better. I'll also have to monitor my foot.
I'm remaining both patient and optimistic, but both are also difficult. Maybe I just need Band Aides and Duct Tape.
Hangin' in there.
Peace.

Timberman, Ironman 70.3 in the Books

The Timberman, Ironman 70.3 experience was what I was looking for and what I expected. It was highly anticipated for many months (years really) and this event delivered the goods. I experienced what was truly crystal clear water during the swim, quad busting climbs and crazy descents on the bike, a challenging, yet fair route on the run, and a world class field.
Watching Andy Potts come out of the water leading the professional men by 100 meters was amazing and he made it look effortless.
Seeing Chrissie Wellington hammer on the bike and then cruise on the run was awe-inspiring. Both returning champions, both giving it their all, both beating their own course records. Studs.
My family was very supportive, patient, and understanding of my need to drag them across the country to become a Timberman. It was a wonderful trip and well worth it.
If you are interested, I encourage you to click on the "Race Report" link under "Timberman..." above to get the race details.
Peace.

Dawning of Timberman, Ironman 70.3

Taking my Specialized for a spin and doing some light hill work will basically cap off my training preparation, with exception of maybe a short run in NH heading into this summer's main event, : Timberman, Ironman 70.3. I believe I'm ready, which is important because I'm as ready as I'm going to get, given there is really no more time left. The starting gun will go off on Sunday morning ready or not.
I've done many 1.2 mile swims and I'm prepared to cover the distance, but conditions and circumstances may impact my level of proficiency.
My time trialing on my bike has gone well this season and I have some solid long rides in the books, so it will be interesting to see how my ride comes together.
Running has actually been going pretty well this summer. I have had a few issues come up as of late, but I've been addressing them and I hope they remain minor and a non-issue.
We leave tomorrow fairly early. We'll be stopping in Syracuse, NY on the way out to provide some relief for weary travelers before heading to NH Thursday morning.
Friday evening I'll be meeting a group of people I've been interacting with via a forum for Timberman for many months now. I'm really excited about this opportunity.
Saturday the kids will have a chance to run a 1k kid's race and receive their finisher medals from the 3x Ironman World Champion, Chrissie Wellington.
Sunday, earlier than the ...crack of dawn I'll be heading to hurry up and wait for my wave to start.
Excitement is brewing, but calm and a cooler head shall prevail...well at least for the event. The travel with anxious children will be a bigger challenge.
TIMBERMAN, IRONMAN 70.3 IS CLEARLY ON THE HORIZON.

If you so choose, you can track me at Ironman.com on race day.

On another note, I mentioned in my last post that I was working on changing my entry for the Tawas 1/2 iron distance race to the Olympic distance race in September. I've changed my mind and I am hoping to not be too worse for wear so I can take on the 1/2 iron distance. It may be a race day decision, but right now I'm leaning back toward covering 70.3 miles.

Peace.

Heading Toward the Finish Line

If you click on any of the race report links under the events I have done so far, you will have access to my thoughts on how those particular events went.

A few days before the Mellinnium Triathlon I started thinking about what events I have still remaining in my season. The Timberman, Ironman 70.3 is certainly the most anticipated. It will be an adventurous trip out east for the Wilkinson's and a great opportunity for me to complete an event that has been on my triathlon radar for many years now. After that I was originally registered for the Tawas 1/2 iron distance triathlon. After thinking it over further, I have requested to have my slot adjusted so I can be registered for the Olympic Distance triathlon at the same race instead. I determined that it might just be too much for me and I want to end my triathlon season on a healthy note and compete in the Great Turtle 1/2 Marathon on Mackinac Island in a healthy state as well. I haven't heard back yet, but I'm not anticipating a problem.

The time is getting closer and at this point I just have to stay sharp and keep my peices and parts together to be ready to go for the next two races.

Stay tuned.

Congratulations! It's a GURU!

It wasn't planned. It couldn't have been predicted. It just...well...sort of happened.
Two Monday's ago Maggie, the kids, and I went to run various errands in the greater Grand Rapids area. Ultimately the only task I needed to accomplish in town was to get a new adaptor "pipe" for my pump because the one I had relied on for so long wasn't getting the job done.
To save time, I dropped everyone off at Target and went to Village Bike in Cascade to get the said item, which of course they had. After paying, I mentioned, "I'm going to poke around a bit, even though I probably shouldn't." You know how it is: Kid in a candy store kind of situation. Anyway, it only took about five steps and it appeared before me. It was one of those moments where there is a bright shining light and the loud "Awwwww" as if the moment was sent from Heaven.
There it was in its shining glory: The bike I didn't even know I was dreaming about, but at the same time, the bike of my dreams. The Specialized Transition Expert. Yeah baby, all carbon fiber with contours that would make a model envious.
I wiped the drool off from my chin while my eyes popped out at the bright yellow sale tag with the red numbers showing a significant savings. My heart pounded. I picked it up and it was so light in my hands. However, I quickly put it down and turned away like a bashful schoolboy who wanted so badly to ask the stunning beauty to prom, but simply couldn't come up with the nerve. I looked at the other bikes nearby. Nice? Yes. Cool? Yeah. You gotta' be kiddin' me bitchin'? Not-so-much. Nevertheless, I touched the rubber of the front tires, tapped on the frames gently, and walked out the door.
When I returned to Target I identified my crew right away. Alex was looking at the new styles of school clothes, Payton was on his way to the toys, Frank was pulling clothes off the rack as Maggie was busy putting the clothing carnage that Frank had produced from a different rack. It actually looked as though the rack had exploded and Maggie was trying to put the proverbial Humpty Dumpty back together again.
With stars in my eyes I causually said, mostly to myself, "I just saw my next bike."
Maggie said, "Let's go see it."
"What? Why? You don't care about that stuff."
"Let's go see it. I want to see what you're looking at."
"Uh...really?"
"Yeah. How much is it anyway?"
"$$$$"
"Why don't you get it?"
"What?!"
"Why don't you get it?"
"Well...I...uh...because...uh...what?"
"Let's just go look at it."
So, we went back to Village Bike on our way home. I looked at the bike, got on the bike, imagined myself riding the bike, and talked to Dave at the store about the bike. I would have ridden the bike, but it was raining out.
Maggie asked if it was the right size. I said, "Well, it's more complicated than that. I would want to do a fit and see if it is even the right bike for me."
"Then do it."
I reached down to the floor to grab my jaw which was laying there from the shock, because it was needed for me to continue to have a conversation with Dave. We determined the best course of action would be to provide a down payment to hold the bike and then schedule a bike fitting.
The following Tuesday I went back to Village to have a fitting done with Tom.
Tom is the most precise, detailed-minded, person I think I've ever met. He asked me many questions, he did flexibility and range of motion testing. He took measurements and asked more questions. Finally I got on a fitting bike and he conducted tests, moved pieces and parts, studied the charts on the computers, adjusted my posture. It was as comprehensive of a fit that anyone could ask for. Finally he said, "Ok, let me go get the bike and see if we can set it up for you."
Tom returned with the glorious ride I had spotted a week earlier. I had some time to think about this...more time than I would have liked really. I had a feeling it was going to be dubbed, too small. I asked, "Now, having done all we've done today and you knowing what you know, what does your gut say?"
"Too small."
"That's what I thought," I replied not completely dejected, but still disappointed.
Tom proceeded to tweek this and adjust that to see what he could do. He paused and it was clear to me that he had reached the end of what he could do. He had somewhat of the look of a surgeon who could do no more the the victim brought into the ER as the flatline jetted across the screen.
It wasn't going to work.
Tom talked to me about options. He wanted me to take the lead and direct him where I wanted to go. However, I didn't want to dismiss the fact that Tom is an expert. He not only has a great mind for bicycles, but he's also an accomplished rider in his own right. ...He can totally kick my a##.
I told him I was emotionally tied to the Specialized brand, but was certainly open to options that he thought made sense to him for me to consider. He nodded in understanding and presented some ways I could go. Ultimately I stopped him and said, "Ok, let's go with the custom GURU. Now, knowing what you know about everything that went on here today and what you know about bicycle components, pieces and parts, would you be willing to design a few options for me to look at and have us go from there?"
He politely agreed and by the end of the week I had a couple of bikes to consider.
I had all week to think about what he might come up with and with what materials. I had in my mind I wanted an all carbon-fiber, you've got to be kiddin' me, bitchin' machine. I realized that anything less wouldn't be worth the trade off of my longtime, two wheeled companion...my Litespeed.
I settled on a design and chose the color scheme. I went in to Village once again to pay for it. I was nervous, I was excited, I was thrilled, I was...apparently out of my mind. I just paid for a bicycle that cost more than my first "real" car and more than I would likely pay for our current car. Payton was with me and I told him he was going to have to get a job mowing lawns to start paying for my new bike. He looked at me and giggled nervously. I looked at him and smiled, wondering which neighbors would actually pay him to mow their lawns.
Now it's a waiting game. It will take 4-6 weeks before I get it.
I need to sell my Litespeed. Parting will be such sweet sorrow, but it's time for us to part ways. I hope someone recognizes its value, takes advantage of the deal, and takes it for many more miles.
A new chapter will soon begin.

Rain and GU; Getting it Done the Long Way

Whew, I'm cooked. I did my longest run and longest ride of the season yesterday and today.

The Run:

The forecast on Saturday gave the impression that it was basically going to be raining on and off all day, so I started my run after I got up in the morning when it was during an "off" time. Not being sure how the run would go with a chance of a thunderstorm and my right Achilles tendon teasing to be an issue, I took on a course that would provide me with the option of cutting it short on several occasions.
About 3/4 of a mile into the run I could feel the drizzle on my arms and by two miles a calm, steady rain fell...and fell...and fell. It kept me cool, it kept me company, and in its own way it was beautiful to see and hear. I kept a steady pace and although there were hints of discomfort in my Achilles, it remained as only hints, not suggestions, and the rain kept falling down.
Before every "out" I had to determine my course of action and had to ask myself if it made sense to carry on or cut it short. I asked myself two critical and related questions, "Are you hurt? Are you going to be hurt?" The answer was no to both, so I continued on my longer option.
I was concerned earlier in the week about whether or not doing 14 miles was a good idea or if I should simply go 8-10 miles. Because of the course I chose, as I've mentioned numerously, I had options, but fortunately my body was telling me to move forward with caution. So, I continued to monitor my body and stayed the course to complete 14 miles.
With two miles to go I was tempted to pick up the pace and I felt like I could...a little. However, I had been blessed with such a good run so far it was clear to me that I shouldn't be greedy. I held my pace.
When I walked through the front door I was dripping like I had jumped in the lake. I took nearly all of my wet clothes off, grabbed a towel and then enjoyed a well deserved bowl of Life ceral.

The Bike:

I headed out at 7:00 a.m. in hopes of getting back around 11:00-11:30 a.m. There was a north wind that was supposed to have been around 5 mph, but when I was facing it, it seemed like more. The course was quite varied and offered many challenging hills. I felt steady and strong most of the time, but toward the end of the ride, doubts starting creeping in.
With about 10 miles to go I could feel my body start to protest and fatigue was setting in. I had eaten a Clif Bar around 25 miles or so, and I'd been consuming GU Brew, but it was time to call on reinforcements. I took in a Mandrin Orange GU and my spirits were raised, but I knew by the condition I was in that it would be short lived.
With about four miles to go I took a Vanilla Bean GU and hoped it would bring me home. However, I had a feeling it wasn't just about taking another GU...but I took yet another; this time a Lemon Sublime GU. Normally I don't take this much GU in such a short period of time, nor do I generally need to, but I was getting desparate while feeling the impending bonk.
I wanted to average 20 mph and saw on my computer that I was averaging 20.1 mph at the time. Previously in the ride I was doing 20.6 and I knew the average could plummet if I didn't press on. GU and determination assisted me in taking on this challenge and I hit 80 miles still averaging 20.1 mph.
Mission accomplished.

Peace.

My Day in Del Sol

It could be that I've been doing this for years, but I managed my emotions to the point of minor concern that I wasn't pumped up enough (see previous post). However, every moment closer to my wave to starting, the more excited I became. Not an overbearing excitement, but a "Let's do this!" kind of excitement.
When the horn sounded I was jetting in the water and heading for the first buoy.
The swim went as well as it was going to go without a wetsuit and poor navigation on my part and T1 was as good as it gets.
The bike went well with Kevin Miller both inspiring me and intimidating me (he's one of those long time triathlete stud/local triathlon idol-types of mine). I didn't feel particularly fast, but I knew if I was around Kevin, I must be movin' right along and we finished the bike at the same time.
T2 was quick and efficient.
On the run, I did my best to hang on to Kevin and to not let a gap build. However, my good fortune and my current fitness allowed me to pass him around 1.25 miles, but he kept me motivated for the rest of the run because I knew to never count him out.
Because of the wave start, I didn't really know where I was in the race standings, but later discovered I had finished 5th overall and 1st in the 35-39 age group, which exceeded my expectations for placing in the top ten.
Really...a good day.
Thanks be to God. :)
Peace,
~Sam

Snap out of it and Put the Lumber to Del Sol baby!

Last year while training for Ironman Louisville I recall thinking, "Man, next year's gonna' be great. I'm going to do a bunch of shorter-faster races. I'm ready to put the hammer down. I still have my speed."
This season I've done a short course duathlon, an Olympic distance triathlon, and a sprint distance triathlon. Furthermore, I have two more sprint distance triathlons coming up before I do the 1/2 Ironman distance events. Well, even as I sit here on the eve of the Del Sol Triathlon (sprint distance) I'm not pumped to "Put the hammer down," but instead I'm looking forward to my longer events and next year's Ironman.

I've posted about "Focus" before. I don't know why I get unsettled. Ahh, whatever. I know the closer it gets to "go time" tomorrow the more pumped I'll be. Maybe thinking about longer stuff is my built in excuse that I'm working on in case things don't go as well as I would like. Who knows?

I'm looking for a top 10 overall result. It will depend on two primary factors...
1. I perform to the best of my ability.
2. Who shows up.

I don't want to be too fired up right now. Being mellow like Jello right now is a good thing. I just don't want to be too relaxed when the gun goes off. Perhaps some prerace Dr. Feelgood is in order, or some jam from VH.

This is all part of the adventure which makes life in multisport interesting.

Well, we'll see how it goes.

PEACE!

Ada Time Trials Results June 28

This was my third time at the time trials this year. This was an interesting night with a tailwind for the first half and a headwind for the second half (out and back course 15 miles). My first time trial was 36:42, my second was 36:44, and this week was 36:11, which is averaging 24.8 mph...nearly 25 mph, but not quite. I'll take it though because it was a solid effort. There were 42 of us in the Men's Open Class this week.

MEN'S CLASS
1 Jeff Haney 0:34:15
2 Chuck Grzanka 0:34:42
3 Drew Martin 0:34:54
4 Kurt Swanson 0:35:50
5 Craig Rawlings 0:35:53
6 Dave DeBoer 0:36:09
7 Sam Wilkinson 0:36:11

Spectators and Volunteers Looking For Return on their Investment

While cheering for athletes at an event, we love it when athletes give us a little love for our efforts. In fact, for just a little bit of love, we'll give you a whole lot more. I was reminded of this in a few separate occasions.
Last year while at Tri Del Sol a spectator who had been cheering for everyone who went by said something like, "I don't even know why I bother, nobody seems to care." What he was referring to was that none of the athletes gave back a wave, smile, nod, or gave him any recognition for his clapping and cheering efforts. Of course he was standing very close to the finish line and many were busy pumping their arms and sprinting for all they were worth and simply didn't have it in them to acknowldege the crowd.
Now, I'm not suggesting as atheletes that we need to acknowledge every spectator who cheers for us along the way of an event, that would be neither practical nor logical in many instances. However, giving a little love now and again in the form of a smile, a nod, a wave, a fist pump, or even a random high five can make a spectator's day and help them to feel appreciated.
Here's an example of getting more than you are giving as an athlete. While at the Boston Marathon this year, my friend Jim and I cheered on everyone who went by while we were waiting for our ultimate cheering opportunity when our wives went by. Anyway, if somebody were to wave or nod...well, they got more and louder cheers. This was especially true for those who had their names displayed. If we could read their names off their shirts, for example, we would yell or chant his or her name with words of encouragement. Our cheering would go something like this: "Bill, let's go Bill!" At this point we would move our eyes to the next set of people to cheer for. However, if Bill were to wave, nod, smile, or whatever, one of us would continue to yell something like, "Yeah Bill! Go get 'em Bill! That's the stuff Bill! Yeah!!!" Furthermore, this yelling would likely be louder and more enthusiastic than the initial cheers because it was apparent that he appreciated it. Our additional cheers almost always put a smile on the athlete's face. This was not a conscious thing that Jim and I did...or the other spectators for that matter, but it happened because it fired us up that somebody realized we existed and that they wanted us to cheer for them.
A third example is on the other side of the coin. While racing the Rev3, Olympic distance triathlon in Knoxville, TN this year I noticed a similar trend when I would give a subtle nod, smile, or wave to those cheering for us. I also made a point to pump my fists and smile while running down the finish shoot. I noticed the cheers louder again. I was pumped, in turn the spectators were pumped. People want to be pumped because they (we) get tired of seeing a steady stream of non-responsive atheletes...give us somehting man! However, we athletes need to show the spectators that we're up for it too. Granted, if I was in a sprint finish with somebody at Rev3, I wasn't going to be doing any fist pumping except in efforts to crank my arms and move my legs.
This giving of love is true of volunteers on the course as well, but I think more of us think to thank the volunteers than we think to acknowledge spectators. However, back to the volunteers. If you can help it, if there are kids volunteering, take the water (or whatever) from them. This will do at least a couple of things. One, it will make a little boy or girl's day and make them feel worthwhile. Two it may inspire the boy or girl to either return to volunteer or to participate in an event in the future. A high five to a kid can go a long way as well.
So, the next time you are out there competing, test out my theory. Wave, smile, nod, and see that not only are you giving back to those who have taken the time and energy to cheer for you, but they will give even more back to you.
Rock on...

Book Review...The Barefoot Running Book, By Jason Robillard

The following is written to the author of The Barefoot Running Book, a practical guide to the art & science of barefoot & minimalist shoe runningBy Jason Robillard. He did a great job writing about his passion. The following is from the back of his book, "Jason Robillard is a barefoot ultra-marathon runner from Grand Rapids, Michigan. He has been running barefoot since 1992 and racing barefoot since 2005. He has participated in races ranging from 5k road races to 100 mile trail races. Jason is also the owner and director of Barefoot Running University and The Ultramarathon Store." (http://jasonrobillard.com)
I highly recommend Jason's book if you are interested in barefoot running. My review of his book (written to him)is below:

In true barefoot-running-disciple fashion, you have proclaimed the gospel of barefoot running from the mountaintop in a fairly convincing manner. Furthermore, your approach to introducing the concept is neither aggressive, nor pushy. Starting out by providing the rationale for barefoot running is wise because I’m sure that is the most frequently asked question. Why in heck would you want to do that? After addressing this issue, your sequence is logical, informative, and entertaining. However, I’m not sold that barefoot running is for everyone.
The outline of how to get started is well done, but I felt like it left me hanging. It would have been helpful to explain or provide examples for how to handle it when it isn’t going well. Arguably you noted stopping and waiting for pain and/or discomfort to subside before starting up again and to continue to move forward in the gradual manner in which you have provided. The reason this is concerning for somebody like me is that if I were to experience pain or discomfort that I didn’t previously have I would likely attribute it to barefoot running (the new variable). I would need a safety net or a support group almost to proceed without serious reservation or giving it up altogether.
It would also have been interesting to have had “testimonials” from some who tried barefoot running, but found it wasn’t for them and to explain why it didn’t. This might illustrate that it just might not be for everyone. There are certainly exceptions to every rule. Of course you would need to subscribe to the exception principle.
Another aspect of barefoot converts that has me skeptical is the revelations that seem all too simple. For example, when I hear an example like from the Runner’s World article, Barefoot Running (February 2010 issue): Ken Bob Saxton noted, “When I ran my first marathon, I wore shoes, and I got such bad blisters that I had to walk the last six or seven miles. My toenails all turned black and fell off.”
Well, is it possible that this could be a case of poor footwear choice? Could this have happened because the shoes were ill-fitting? Could it be that your socks were in a bunch? My point is that it just seems too simple to point at the shoes as being the cause of the problem when there are other variables to consider. If this led to a life of blissful barefoot running, that’s wonderful, but please acknowledge that the problems may not have been exclusively attributed to wearing shoes.
In the same article noted above, the following was posed, “In Born to Run, Chris McDougall argues that modern-day running shoes have done nothing to prevent injuries and that barefoot running might be the answer.” Dr. Kevin Kirby, D.P.M., responded as follows, “I’ve been running for 40 years, and I lecture on biomechanics internationally, and I just don’t think we have any studies to support that.”
With regard to injury, I don’t believe barefoot running makes one immune to running injuries, as some advocates for barefoot running will have you believe. Running barefoot simply makes you susceptible to different types of injuries. Whether you run shod or barefoot, the simple act of running provides the potential for becoming injured.
I believe that bodies are adaptable and most people have adapted to footwear from a very early age. Therefore, wearing shoes for most, is more “natural” (and I use that word loosely understanding that we are not born with shoes on our feet) than not wearing shoes. Therefore, wearing running shoes is not an Unnatural thing for most of us to do regardless of our activity.
Although you have presented a wonderfully written, user-friendly guide to getting started with barefoot running, I don’t believe it is the end-all, be-all for everyone. Having said that, I do believe barefoot running is exactly what some people need. I simply think there are too many different body types and needs to say shod running or barefoot running is superior to the other. I think they both have their merits and shortcomings. However, I think if more people attempted barefoot running and genuinely gave barefoot running its proper due, we would discover that it is for more of us than previously suspected, or at least a palatable alternative to shod running.
So, barefoot running certainly has its place, as does shod running. Neither in my mind is a better alternative. However, I don’t think it’s a matter of “choosing your poison” as much as being smart in your approach to running…in whatever modality you happen to choose.
Thank you for writing a well written book Jason. You have got my attention and I feel as though I have been given an opportunity to look through your window, which already has opened my door…a little…to barefoot running.

Sam Wilkinson, shod triathlete

Jef Mallett's Trizophrenia, Inside the Minds of a Triathlete

In some ways I approached reading Jef Mallett's book, Trizophrenia, Inside the Minds of a Triathlete similarly to how I approach a triathlon. I ordered it (registered), I was prepared for his writing style through reading his columns in Triathlete Magazine and one of his Frazz books (trained), then when I read it, I enjoyed the experience (raced). Ok, that's a little dramatic, but I'm just sayin'.
If you are a triathlete, reading this book is a no brainer...do it because you'll like it. If you are not a triathlete but have even a remote interest in triathlon reading this book is still a no brainer...do it because you like it AND you will learn from it. If you are related to or involved with a triathlete reading this book is also a no brainer...do it because you will like it, you will learn from it, AND you will laugh because Mallett is talking about your significant other in a way you thought nobody else would understand.
According to dictionary.com, an addiction is "the state of being enslaved to a habit or practice or to something that is psychologically or physically habit-forming, as narcotics, to such an extent that its cessation causes severe trauma". Well, I wouldn't go so far as to say that my self-proclaimed addiction to triathlon results in "severe trauma" but my belief that it is some form of socially acceptable "neurosis" is supported by Mallett's own observations and experiences which he shares throughout his book.
There are many great passages that struck me upside the head because they were painfully obvious. By the way, have a highlighter in your hand when you read this book. I didn't and wish I had. Anyway, here is an example which speaks very loudly to me regarding my current reality in the sport I love. It is in reference to motivation for racing and participating in triathlon:
"I don't believe any one person races for any single reason, nor does anyone's motivational matrix match the next one's, nor even his or her own a day later. But there are a few common threads at the more important seams, none so strong as pure force of habit. I've been doing this so long I can't imagine not doing it, and when my other motives fail me, that's the cable that holds it together."
I could go on and on and note my "That's what I'M talkin' about" moments, but you will certainly find your own. If you are a triathlete, don't get this from the library, buy it, highlight in it, share it, and enjoy it.
Thanks for sharing our world Jef. Well done!

Sources:
www.dictionary.com
Mallett, Jef, Trizophrenia, Inside the Minds of a Triathlete (2009, Velopress)
For information on purchasing: www.velopress.com

Do Fundraising and Multisport Really Mix?

First of all, please understand I am all for raising money for a cause. This is noble and appropriate. People raise money for all kinds of worthy causes and in all kinds of interesting ways. I have not raised money for a specific cause in a long time, but I support several causes through my financial contributions. Furthermore, I have started donating blood. I've donated several times this year, and this being my first year donating.
Now, I've been running for a long time, but have been doing triathlon longer. When I started running and doing triathlon I don't recall either of these things being huge fund raising activities. I do recall them being platforms for competing and participating, and for being active however. They still are around for these reasons, but not exclusively.
Having said this, I'm not saying there is no room for people to participate and raise money for a cause in the process. Where my problem comes in is that there is now such an influx of fund raising opportunities that capitalize on endurance events. Understand however,in and of itself, this is NOT the problem. This is only part of the problem FOR ME. It's a problem because I start to feel a little guilty for competing and participating solely for the purpose of competing and participating when so many are using these events as fund raising opportunities. Fortunately, this is NOT an overwelming feeling and I don't dwell on it, and I don't lose sleep over it. I know it is perfectly acceptable to go to a triathlon, or the like, and simply compete or participate. In fact, at its core, this is what the events are for.
It may appear that there is a simple and obvious solution to rid me of the guilt I have and it follows the adage, "If you can't beat 'em, join 'em". Of course I'm not trying to "beat 'em" but "joining 'em" isn't as simple as it may seem. You see, at this point, after having done swimming, cycling, and running for so long for the purpose of competing and participating and finding complete joy in this, I have a hard time asking for money to do what I love. It seems this would be similar to me(a third grade teacher) collecting money for a cause (in addition to my normal wage) for teaching students. I would expect somebody to say, "You are going to be doing that anyway, so what's the big deal?"
It seems to me that if I'm going to be doing a "feat" of some kind and using it to raise money, I should be doing something extraordinary. For me to raise money using swimming, cycling, or running for ME is not extraordinary by itself. On the other hand, if a person who has never done a marathon (or 5k for that matter) announces that s/he is going to do one of these to raise money for (insert charity here), that carries way more meaning than for me to do that because it's what I already do.
I have thought about this...more then I would like to admit. On some level, I would like to raise money for a cause by doing a triathlon, but agian, it seems silly to me for the reasons noted above.
One thing I have considered is to do an iron distance triathlon (2.4mi swim/112 mi bike/26.2 mi run), but to do it across Gun Lake (a large local lake in our community), cycle around Barry County (the county in which we live), and run from one point to finish in the Middleville High School football/track stadium in efforts to raise money for books for our school's library, or money for playground equipment, or whatever the schools need. This to me seems interesting and out of the ordinary. In this way, I'm using the skills I have and but I'm using them in a more extraordinary circumstance.
Again, I am not saying people should not use swimming, cycling, running, or triathlon to raise money, I'm just saying, it doesn't feel right for ME. So, I'll continue to support causes and the people supporting causes through these events, but I can't justify me raising money to do something I love unless, as mentioned above, I do it with a twist to make it more interesting.

FOCUS

So while I was riding today with tired legs and the memory of the lower-leg pain I experienced yesterday that had me walking at mile 9.5 of my 12.5 mile run, and my recent thought of attempting to get into the Cedar Point, Rev3, full-iron distance triathlon, I realized I am insane.
I would need help from GU to justify my iron distance challenge because I am already registered for a different event (TAWAS 1/2 iron distance) on the same day and if GU did not have a comp entry available, I couldn't justify eating the registration fee for the other event, paying a fee for canceling my camping reservation, and then paying $500+ for a different event...yadda, yadda, yadda.
As it turned out, GU had no comp entries to offer. I put it out there, but it came back as negatory...nope...too late. While I waited for the response from GU, I told Maggie that I was actually more fearful that I could get in than I was about being turned down. If I got in, my whole thinking would shift for the remainder of the summer for how I approached the rest of my season and my focus would be the iron distance.
I learned that I need to smell the provebial roses. I've thought about doing the Timberman 1/2 Ironman for years. I'm registered to do this event, I have a hotel set up, I'm looking forward to it like heck, but apparently not giving it its proper due. Shame on ME!
How could I do that? It's just disrespectful. It's disrespectful to the event and it's disrespectful of me. SHEESH!! FOCUS MAN!!!
I'm a triathlon junkie. I recognize this. I can't help myself but to think of my next workout...my next race...my next season...my next bigger, better triathlon...thing. However, I still need to respect the NOW.
This weekend I will be doing the National 24-Hour Challenge cycling event where I will be attempting to ride over 200 miles. I'm excited about this. I need to focus on this. Yes, it is a piece of the triathlon puzzle, but I need to appreciate it for itself, in and of itself, and I will.
I didn't get into the Rev3 full-iron distance event because I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO! I'm supposed to honor my commitment mentally, phyically, and emotionally to the TIMBERMAN, IRONMAN 70.3. This is my race. This is my event. This should not be overshadowed by anything else this season...nor will it be.
FOCUS...
The Timberman Ironman 70.3 (aka 1/2 Ironman) is a classic event. I've drooled over the possibility of traveling east to New Hampshire and putting my best foot forward on this course. This is my year to do it. This is what I embraced as my focus for my 2010, in addition to doing shorter/faster races leading up to it.
If this rambling isn't enough to prove my insanity, well...that's ok, I know where I stand and my focus is clear.
Peace.

Cooked, But Now Simmering

Although my times don't necessarily reflect this...I've been a bit cooked lately. I noticed it first last weekend when I went out for a nearly 60 mile ride and experienced a mild bonk at mile 43. I recovered from it on some lelel, but dipped again before I was done. Now that's just redicuouls and annoying. I cycled 70 miles the week prior with no issues. So...what the heck?
The next time I had a similar experience was when I was planning to run after school and then swim at the pool immediately following. I had a lackluster run in the way that I felt out of sorts and sluggish. I did however hit the average pace per mile I was looking for, and it was an easy pace. The stick that seemed to have broken the proverbial camel's back was when I went to the pool. I changed from running gear to swimming gear, stood there for a minute, then decided it wasn't going to happen, so I left.
Some may consider this wimping out or giving up, but I called it listening to my body. I determined that I would benefit more from the rest than from the workout.
I'm concerned that I'm a bit overtrained right now and my first efforts to right my ship involved easing up on the volume and intensity, but continuing to move forward with light training. However, I think it is time for phase two, which is to take the next two days completely off. This of course will be more challenging than my most difficult workouts.
Admittedly, I'm a bit nervous that this is in my head and I won't be sharp for next week's Double Time Triathon or that I'll drop off the grid at the National 24-Hour Challenge the week after. Of course worse yet would be that it is physical and I am not taking the right course of action and I'm sending myself into a downward spiral.
Overthinking? Panicking? Maybe. Listening and responding? Yes. Moving forward hopefully? Absolutely.