I have been reading a Blog about a guy in Canada, who has finished the Ironman four or five time. This guy is hilarious. If you want to have a a great blog to follow here is the site:http://trainingpayne.blogspot.com/ I do not think you will be disappointed.
Well, school is out and I now have more time to devote to the Road To Ironman Blog. The plan is to write a post each day about what went on that day. I want to talk about my life in and out of training and racing. So, hear goes.
Yesterday I finished the third 8 mile run since Sunday. It was 5000 degrees outside yesterday and I lost my man card and went to the YMCA to run on the treadmill. So I get to mile 6 and my nipples are about to bleed they are so raw. I get off the treadmill and put some medicated chaffing cream on them. That made the nipples burn like someone had stuck a match to them. At this point I am standing in the Y with my shirt up over my head blowing on my own nipples. You can imagine the looks I got. I realized what I was doing and quietly returned to the treadmill, finished the run and left as fast as I could. It would not surprise me if they ban me from the building.
The training is going well. I feel like I am getting stronger each week. June will be a busy race month with a race three out of the four weekends. I am pumped to get out there and race again.
On another note, Jorgia and I were approved for adoption. We are both very excited and I must admit I am kinda scared. I have fears that I will be the over protective "my son is the best" dad that I make fun of now. You know the type. The father who thinks his kid is the greatest player on the little league baseball team or thinks his kid will play pro sports when he is still playing Tee ball. As you know I am a high school coach and I see it every year and every year I make fun of those people. It gets so bad for some I actually encourage the behavior by "the out of touch with reality dads". It is entertaining and gives me something to laugh at.
Friday, May 28, 2010
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Lake Murry Post Race Report
well, it has been a little while since my last race and post. So here we go.
Jorgia and I drove down to the race site early on Saturday morning. About three miles from the race site mother nature called and the bottom of my stomach fell out. So, I immediately pulled into a Hardees to use the facilities and when I got to the door it was locked. They did not open up until 7:00am and I had ten minutes to wait. So, I looked around and saw a McDonald's across the street. I threw the keys to Jorgia and told her to pick me up. When I got to the McDonald's I found they were closed as well.
At this point I was in pain and the race was in jeopardy because I was on the verge of blowing up my race suit. I jumped in the truck and made it to the nearest gas station. I made it into the restroom just in the nick of time! Disaster avoided!
When we arrived at the race site I went to packet pickup and then set up Transition. Then I headed to the water to check out the swim course. It was a 750 meter swim and I must say I felt nervous about it because of the Langley Pond swim nightmare. But, I put the head phones on and got into the "zone".
Swim: As I have said I was very nervous about the swim. I told myself I had two goals for the day, one, race as hard as I could and two, have fun. once I decided on these two concepts things went well. The swim was the smoothest open water swim I have ever had. I felt good I did not stop at all and my sighting was dead on. The swim was still slow but, I felt great!
T1: The run to transition was short and it allowed me to be quick and make up some time. I did have some trouble with getting the wetsuit off but managed to work through it.
Bike: The bike started off rough. I could not get my heart rate down for the first three miles. Then things seemed to settle down. This was the first race I drafted in. But, I was in a group of about twenty and no one could pull away for any length of time. I passed the same 12 people 12 different times. I did leave two people with Ironman tats behind. I felt pretty good about that.
All of a sudden I get smacked on the arm and some dude says, "you just got passed by a Marine, Airborne." Before I knew what was going on he was 50 feet past me. Well, I now had to pick up the pace. No way I am going to loss to a Marine. So, I dropped the hammer and flew by him and shouted, "you better pick it up Devildog!" Well, I thought I had gotten rid of the Marine but a mile to go he passed me again out know where and shouted, "Move the Marines are coming through." knowing I was out of gas in the legs I let him have the lead and shouted, "You better hope you can run!" I finished the bike and headed into T2.
T2: T2 was fast and smooth for me. In and out very quickly.
Run: I hit the run with motivation to track down Marine guy. I caught him in the first mile. I snuck up like a ninja on his A$% and passed him as told him he just was passed for good by the Airborne! I never seen him again on the course. I had a good run and for the first time had fun!
I finished the race and waited on the Marine. When he made it to the finish we shook hands and chatted awhile. He was a good dude. So, Marine, once again thanks for your service! My goal was to finish between 1:30 and 1:40 and I was 1:38. Overall a great day!
Jorgia and I drove down to the race site early on Saturday morning. About three miles from the race site mother nature called and the bottom of my stomach fell out. So, I immediately pulled into a Hardees to use the facilities and when I got to the door it was locked. They did not open up until 7:00am and I had ten minutes to wait. So, I looked around and saw a McDonald's across the street. I threw the keys to Jorgia and told her to pick me up. When I got to the McDonald's I found they were closed as well.
At this point I was in pain and the race was in jeopardy because I was on the verge of blowing up my race suit. I jumped in the truck and made it to the nearest gas station. I made it into the restroom just in the nick of time! Disaster avoided!
When we arrived at the race site I went to packet pickup and then set up Transition. Then I headed to the water to check out the swim course. It was a 750 meter swim and I must say I felt nervous about it because of the Langley Pond swim nightmare. But, I put the head phones on and got into the "zone".
Swim: As I have said I was very nervous about the swim. I told myself I had two goals for the day, one, race as hard as I could and two, have fun. once I decided on these two concepts things went well. The swim was the smoothest open water swim I have ever had. I felt good I did not stop at all and my sighting was dead on. The swim was still slow but, I felt great!
T1: The run to transition was short and it allowed me to be quick and make up some time. I did have some trouble with getting the wetsuit off but managed to work through it.
Bike: The bike started off rough. I could not get my heart rate down for the first three miles. Then things seemed to settle down. This was the first race I drafted in. But, I was in a group of about twenty and no one could pull away for any length of time. I passed the same 12 people 12 different times. I did leave two people with Ironman tats behind. I felt pretty good about that.
All of a sudden I get smacked on the arm and some dude says, "you just got passed by a Marine, Airborne." Before I knew what was going on he was 50 feet past me. Well, I now had to pick up the pace. No way I am going to loss to a Marine. So, I dropped the hammer and flew by him and shouted, "you better pick it up Devildog!" Well, I thought I had gotten rid of the Marine but a mile to go he passed me again out know where and shouted, "Move the Marines are coming through." knowing I was out of gas in the legs I let him have the lead and shouted, "You better hope you can run!" I finished the bike and headed into T2.
T2: T2 was fast and smooth for me. In and out very quickly.
Run: I hit the run with motivation to track down Marine guy. I caught him in the first mile. I snuck up like a ninja on his A$% and passed him as told him he just was passed for good by the Airborne! I never seen him again on the course. I had a good run and for the first time had fun!
I finished the race and waited on the Marine. When he made it to the finish we shook hands and chatted awhile. He was a good dude. So, Marine, once again thanks for your service! My goal was to finish between 1:30 and 1:40 and I was 1:38. Overall a great day!
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Langley Pond Olympic Triathlon
Well, here is my race report from the Olympic distance race I did April 24th. The distance was a 1500 meter swim, 24 mile bike, and a 6 mile run.
Pre-race: Jorgia and I decided we did not want to get up and 3:30 am in the morning and make the two and a half hour drive to the race sight. So, I reserved a hotel for us to stay in 6 miles from the race site. I thought it was a good idea to save ten bucks and get the smoking room. Not a good idea. That place smelled horrible. Lesson learned. I slept very well and woke up feeling fresh and ready to go. I had no nervous feeling going on. As a matter of fact I have not been nervous yet this season for a race and that makes me happy. We got to the race site and set up transition and then I got my mind right and :Toed the Line" once more.
Swim: The swim started out great! I did the first 600 meters and thought to myself' "self" this is great and I feel great. Then, it went down hill from there. I lost my rhythm and never felt good in the water again. It took me 46 minutes to finish the swim. I never got tired or lost my breath, but I just could not get into the flow.
T1: The transition was over .2 of a mile from the water exit. The long run to transition was complete with little sticker things that really hurt the old feet. Well, the transition to the bike was okay and off I went.
Bike: Jack and I were really hoping to make up some time on the bike. I had heard there was a long climb on the front end of the course, so the plan was to just work steady. Well, I felt pretty good after the climb and then it was a long down hill. I hit 41 mph and felt I was back in the game. Then the rain started. If you know me you know I hate water! So, the second loop on the bike did not go as well as the first. After the climb I got ready to make up some time on the down hill. That did not happen because a guy crashed really bad and I go stuck behind the meat wagon all the way down the hill. I lost time on the down hill. When I got back to transition I was very very MAD! I was not in a good mood.
T2: I had a pity party for myself in transition. Jorgia was trying very hard to keep me positive, bless her heart! I snapped at her a lot. I made it out of T2 still mad.
Run: The run started off okay. My running shoes were wet because of the rain so, I knew it was a matter of time before the blisters come. I had to pee really bad by mile two and I finally found a train car I went behind. At the 3 mile turn around I could feel the blister coming. Then I got cramps in the thighs. Blisters suck, but I can run through blister. Cramps on the other hand, well that is a different animal. I backed off my pace a little and that seemed to help the cramps. I finished the race and all I wanted to do was get my stuff and go home. I was crushed because I missed my time.
I learned a very important lesson through this race. I need to be happy that God has given me the health to race. I need to remember to work as hard as I can and have FUN while doing it. I get caught up in times and who is faster than me and can I catch that person etc... So, I have a new attitude about it all as you will see in my next race report.
Pre-race: Jorgia and I decided we did not want to get up and 3:30 am in the morning and make the two and a half hour drive to the race sight. So, I reserved a hotel for us to stay in 6 miles from the race site. I thought it was a good idea to save ten bucks and get the smoking room. Not a good idea. That place smelled horrible. Lesson learned. I slept very well and woke up feeling fresh and ready to go. I had no nervous feeling going on. As a matter of fact I have not been nervous yet this season for a race and that makes me happy. We got to the race site and set up transition and then I got my mind right and :Toed the Line" once more.
Swim: The swim started out great! I did the first 600 meters and thought to myself' "self" this is great and I feel great. Then, it went down hill from there. I lost my rhythm and never felt good in the water again. It took me 46 minutes to finish the swim. I never got tired or lost my breath, but I just could not get into the flow.
T1: The transition was over .2 of a mile from the water exit. The long run to transition was complete with little sticker things that really hurt the old feet. Well, the transition to the bike was okay and off I went.
Bike: Jack and I were really hoping to make up some time on the bike. I had heard there was a long climb on the front end of the course, so the plan was to just work steady. Well, I felt pretty good after the climb and then it was a long down hill. I hit 41 mph and felt I was back in the game. Then the rain started. If you know me you know I hate water! So, the second loop on the bike did not go as well as the first. After the climb I got ready to make up some time on the down hill. That did not happen because a guy crashed really bad and I go stuck behind the meat wagon all the way down the hill. I lost time on the down hill. When I got back to transition I was very very MAD! I was not in a good mood.
T2: I had a pity party for myself in transition. Jorgia was trying very hard to keep me positive, bless her heart! I snapped at her a lot. I made it out of T2 still mad.
Run: The run started off okay. My running shoes were wet because of the rain so, I knew it was a matter of time before the blisters come. I had to pee really bad by mile two and I finally found a train car I went behind. At the 3 mile turn around I could feel the blister coming. Then I got cramps in the thighs. Blisters suck, but I can run through blister. Cramps on the other hand, well that is a different animal. I backed off my pace a little and that seemed to help the cramps. I finished the race and all I wanted to do was get my stuff and go home. I was crushed because I missed my time.
I learned a very important lesson through this race. I need to be happy that God has given me the health to race. I need to remember to work as hard as I can and have FUN while doing it. I get caught up in times and who is faster than me and can I catch that person etc... So, I have a new attitude about it all as you will see in my next race report.
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