Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Counting deficit disorder


I suffer from CDD. I know this because about half the time at the gym I am unsuccessful counting reps. I can't help it, the brain wanders and numbers get skipped or repeated. On Monday I was off by 10 on one set. Usually my margin of error is just plus or minus one or two.

I thought it was just the gym and my secret was safe with Jake. Nope.

Today at the pool, Jim asked me to count my strokes on a length of the pool. As soon as the words had formed, he issued a retraction and said, "I'LL count your strokes." My swim reports usually have some kind of caveat about being PRETTY sure about laps or times, but not absolutely confident in my reports.

An engineer who can't count.

Double-header weekend

This weekend was positively glorious - mild and sunny. I had just wrapped up a big conference and was feeling fabulous and ready for some adventures.

Saturday I set out for a longer run, gunning for about 13 miles at a conservative pace. My goal was to keep my heart rate lower than it usually is to prove to myself I could hold back. Anyway, the problem was I had a haircut scheduled for 9:00 and needed to meet Jake at the gym at 10:30 so to fit in the 13, I had to either start really early to leave time to get home and shower, or wait till 11ish and blow a bunch of the day I could spend with the kids. So I set out around 7:15 and planned a course that would go by the hair salon. Wouldn't you know, I arrived by 9:05, my normal 5 minutes late! I realized later how lucky I was that it did work out considering I didn't stop to figure out the distance/time/pace required. It turned out I did 12 miles pre-haircut, than did a long route back to the gym adding on another 4. There is something pretty empowering about running purposely to an authentic destination!!

Sunday was not quite so epic, but I did do a 25ish mile bike loop that included a stop at the Blacksburg Rec Center to hear some friends who were talking about sports nutrition type products. From there it was a quick bike ride home, flying down Harding as fast as I trusted myself to go given all the residual gravel from the winter.

I cleaned up the bike pretty good and put it back on the trainer where I rode tonight. The weather was enticing, but the schedule did not allow for a ride in the reasonable daylight. Plus I was too lazy to clean the bike up again. Sad, but true!!

Swimming nuances

Of all the triathlon sports, swimming has got to be the most nuanced of them all. That's part of what I enjoy about it. Today Coach Jim brought his camera and new laptop poolside (yikes!) and shot footage then analyzed it on-site. Video never fails to reveal a gap between what we think we are doing and what we are actually doing!

For one thing, I need to stop wasting energy to get my right hand so high. And Coach Jim reminded me again to minimize my kick. When I finally did, and he called it my "triathlon kick" it stuck! Now I'll always try to have the "triathlon kick"! Funny what little coaching tricks can motivate and help.

Other things:
  • Flat hand entry, right one tends not to be flat
  • Hands in first, high elbows (elbow first creates drag)
  • Kick up, little kick, little bubbles, toes pointed, kick from hip, nice and long
  • Picture swimming over a barrel along the chest, hands have to go out to the sides to go along the barrel top and bottom
  • Keep a goggle in the water
  • Small tube that the body slips through
And...don't show up at the pool at 6 am. Wait for the first wave to finish and plan to start at 6:30 or 6:40!!

But all in all, swimming continues to feel much more natural. Gone is the anxiety I used to have starting each session. And did I mention I cut about 5 seconds off my time for the 100 from October? Doesn't sound like much, but I'll take it!


left arm pretty good


right arm, what's up with THAT?

Friday, February 19, 2010

Glimpses of spring

Today we broke freezing, had a cloudless sky, it is Friday, and I just wrapped up a big two-day conference we have been working to organize for the last 6 months. Woo hoo!

Tomorrow I am planning on a medium-long run, something around 13 miles, and as I started to think about it I got a feeling I haven't had in a while...a huge rush of excitement that just envelopes me and leaves me feeling supercharged and up for adventure. It's hard to explain, but it's like an anxiety attack, only totally positive and empowering.

This winter has been a tough test with something like 40"+ of snow and week after week of sub-freezing temperatures. It separates the runners from the joggers, that's for sure.

Conditions are still not ideal for speed, but it does add some adventure. Because sidewalks are not clear I've changed some of my routes and today found myself running down Southgate drive that has one of those sensors and signs that tells you how fast you are driving and when you are going too fast. Well, darn if that thing didn't flash a big "8" mph when I went by!! Then I tried the walking path and discovered the slim asphalt trail was obstructed by big snow boulders that rolled onto it from the plows. That made for a nice steeplechase course of sorts.

I'm still in my "unstructured" running phase. I noticed though that all my running seems to have my heart rate in the 160-170 range, with little variation. I'm not doing such a great job managing my workouts and changing them up, but I'm enjoying it and have been logging consistent miles. For now that will have to suffice.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Sprint - Olympic - Half IM - IM

Listening to coaches and athletes on these newfound triathlon podcasts has challenged my thinking in many different areas including this implicit assumption I had made that various triathlon distances are a ladder to be climbed. You know, the "more is better" philosophy. Longer is more noble. Greater suffering yields greater rewards. Well, it turns out maybe not, and definitely not for everybody. With increased distance, there is often increased sacrifice, a price to be paid, whether in terms of relationships, health, or enjoyment. So the net result may be positive or negative. For everyone this crossover point is different.

This particular podcast guest and noted triathlon coach (whose name I can't recall) suggested finding the distance that works for your physiology, motivation, and lifestyle and not just thoughtlessly aspiring to longer, bigger, more.

I have to admit I was looking at sprint triathlons as primarily a stepping stone to other distances. (Note: this is rooted in my own personality er...attributes because I certainly don't get any pressure or that message from my coach or anyone else.) Now I see that's the wrong way to look at it. There's no shame in training specifically for sprint triathlons. And if I never move out of sprints, that's totally fine (although I doubt that will be the case).

No doubt competition is stiffer as you move up the distances and there are fewer under-prepared athletes. But the wider variety of participants should not detract from one's personal accomplishment in a sprint triathlon (750m swim, 20k bike, 5k run = .47 mi, 12.4 mi, 3.1 mi).

That said, I am interested in dabbling in the Olympic distance triathlon (1.5k swim, 40k bike, 10k run) perhaps trying it this fall. But not as a stepping stone. The primary draw for me is the swim, to prove to myself I can do almost a mile swim in open water.

In the interest of full disclosure, I will admit I have let myself go as far as to think about a half Ironman (1.2 mi swim, 56 mi bike, 13.1 mi run). I got really excited when I saw some of the warm beach areas that host these events (Cancun comes to mind!) and thought how fun that would be to make a vacation out of it.

Ironman? Nah, it gets back to the whole sacrifice thing. My family is too important to me and I know I could not maintain that vital balance that keeps me (and more importantly, THEM) happy.

Nothing wrong with happily hanging out in the Sprint/Olympic range and working to maximize my potential there.

Yes, I know, I've done exactly ONE sprint triathlon so I'm not exactly speaking from a place of experience. So this whole reflection may seem irrelevant. But I'm a dreamer and a planner and like to look ahead. And understanding my motivation and how I define personal success is an important element.