2010 MiM

This very strange day started in a van down by the lake...literally.

So, how's that for a set up?  It was a strange day and it did start in a van down by the lake.  I actually slept in my van the night before the race and my van was situated down by the lake where the swim took place.  The accommodations were, strangely enough, not that bad.  I hid all the back seats in my nifty stow-and-go van, inflated a blow up mattress, let the car running for the A/C and locked the doors.  It was quiet and I had plenty of room.  I also had a power outlet to run my computer allowing me to watch a movie and check email.  But who am I kidding?  It was kind of weird.

I didn't plan to sleep in my van down by the lake when I signed up for this race back in December.  By the way, the race was the Memphis in May Olympic distance triathlon I've done for the past several years.  It's unofficially the start of my race season.  As mentioned, I didn't plan to sleep in my van; it just worked out that way in the end.  Normally our entire  posse participates in this event but for one reason or another our posse started dropping like flies in the kitchen of a determined mother with a fly-swatter.  No Trey or Heather or Shannon or Troy or Ernie or Gary or Bird or Dean.  It ended up being just me.

Many racers and their families camp out at the race site every year.  This year Trey and I decided we were going to join them.  He was going to bring his tent and cots and we were going to camp out.  Trey started hinting that he may not be able to go this year because work had become very demanding...I don't know, something about this tiny oil spill in the Gulf...please! (Seriously, I'm just kidding, it's really overwhelming).  When he started hinting at that I booked a hotel close by.  I thought it would be too much of a hassle to go the tent route plus I thought Bird may join us in the hotel.  Trey ultimately flushed the race and Bird took his entire family to Memphis with him.  As much as I like the Birdwells I determined it a bit awkward for all of us to stay in the same hotel room.  Not to mention that they got their own room...at another hotel.  As a side note, issues arose for Bird and, as mentioned above, he didn't do the race even though he was in Memphis.  When it came down to it I didn't really want to spend that kind of money for a hotel room by myself.  So I slept in a van down by the lake.

I just laid a lot of groundwork to set up the fact that the day started abnormally.  At least in the spirit of consistency it stayed abnormal the entire day.  Not necessarily a good thing!

After waking up in my van down by the lake (earlier than my alarm went off...of course!) I ate about half a Cliff Bar and downed some GU2O, popped open the van door and began gathering my gear to get ready to head down to transition.  Normally during this time you chit-chat with your buddies.  However, as mentioned above, none of my buddies were there.  I know, poor me, right?

Setting up transition most of the participants were waiting to hear what the water temperature measured so we could know if the race was wetsuit legal.  According to USAT rules the water has to be below 78-degrees in order to be able to wear wetsuits.  Because of the unseasonably high temperatures for this time of year it was touch-and-go as to whether wetsuits were going to be the order of the day.  Twenty minutes before race time it was announced....the water temperature was....wait for it...77-point-7 degrees!  The announcement was met with mixed reactions.  Most folks appreciate wearing wetsuits because they simply help you swim faster.  It makes you more buoyant.  However, the combination of wetsuits and high water temperature can cause you to overheat during the swim and elevate your heart rate.

Fast forwarding a little...transition is ready, wetsuit, swim cap and goggles are on.  Down to the water I go for the time-trial start.  I get the tap on my shoulder and off I go.  I'm not a 100 meters into the swim and I can feel my timing chip loosening around my ankle.  Well that's no good!  No timing chip, no time!  So I had to stop and try to adjust this thing.  It sounds simple, but not necessarily easy.  I apparently didn't do it right the first time because about 200 meters later I felt it loosen again.  Adjust, swim and it loosens again.  Starting to get hacked off.  Fortunately the third time it happened I was near a kayak so I was able to brace myself and secure it properly for good.  At 29:05 my swim time wasn't my best but it wasn't my worst either.  I probably killed a minute-and-a-half trying to secure that dang chip>  So all-in-all I could live with the swim.



As mentioned above the air temperature was abnormally high for this time of year.  It was  humid as well.  I don't do as well in the heat especially when it's early in the season and I haven't had an opportunity to train in the heat.  By the time I transitioned to the run it was 90-degrees.  My heart rate was up and I was cooked.  I could tell right away that me and the run were not going to be friends on this day.  I was right.

6.2 miles and an hour-and-13 minutes later and my race was over...mercifully.  I walked as much, if not more, than I ran.  But, dang it, I finished.  Everything inside of me told me to turn back and stop.  End the day.  Make it go away.  But I couldn't do it.  I heard a great quote one time with regards to the Ironman World Championships saying, "you can quit and they won't care, but you will always know!"  So I trudged the distance pouring as much cold water over my head, down the front of my shirt and down my back as I could.


I recognized that I wasn't the only athlete struggling.  I could tell one of the few racers I passed was struggling as well.  I put my hand on his shoulder and we commiserated on the day as we walked together.  I think it fave us both a lift

I did run the last few hundred yards and near the end a runner encouraged me to finish strong.  Little did he know that I was just glad to finish, though I appreciated the support.


When  it was all said and done I crossed the line in 2:55:02.  It was my worst Olympic distance time by far.  But the story doesn't there.  I really struggled once the race was over.  Very light headed.  I thought I was going to hit the deck a couple of times but managed to stay upright....until I was smart enough to sit down.

I made i home, checked my time on-line and it read 2:57:02!  I was penalized 2:00 for "equipment abandonment".  During the race I apparently hit a significant bump and lost a water bottle our of one of my cages on the back of my seat.  I didn't notice until the race was nearly over.  The bright side of that part of the story is....if ever I was going to be penalized in a race this was the one to have it happen...because I did not care.  Besides, what's a pound to an elephant at this point?

Overall it was a tough day.  But as I look back on it, I consider it to be a very good, hard training day and I now it will make me better in the future, if not smarter about racing.  It was a miserable day but I'm looking forward to doing it again! 

Hello Again

It's been nearly an eternity since I've posted (or two months, whichever is shorter).  Much is happening and the time just slips away.  Not uncommon I'm sure!

I've been hot and heavy training for my first triathlon of the season.  The Memphis in May Olympic tri is in about 5 weeks.  I'm really looking forward to it to see what I can do.  As I've mentioned before I'm attempting to qualify for the USAT Age Group Nationals held in September.  To qualify you have to be in the top 33% of your age group.  In order to do that, based on past years results in my age group, I'll have to PR.  It's do-able and it's really giving me something to shoot for.  

I'm approaching this event like you would a class where there are no grades but you merely receive a 'pass/fail'.  I will either qualify or I won't.  There's no middle of the road.  I've never approached a race like this before so it'll be a new experience.  What makes it different for me is I'm going with an all-out effort.  Right now, that's how I'm training.  It's kind of scary.  I've typically taken a somewhat conservative approach during a race, trying to leave a little in the tank throughout.  I've never put the pedal to the medal, so to speak.  I may totally bonk!  Hope not.


One thing is certain, I will learn something either way.


I do know this,

my new tri top is going to make me super-fast!  So I got that going for me, which is kinda nice!


Oh, and the other nice thing about my new super-fast tri top is that I got it for $15 (including shipping!).  Heck of a deal.  It's regularly $55.  

Number 1

 

Pretty excited and proud of my youngest.  He went to Russellville for a Valentine's Day kids run today....and finished top spot on the podium!  He won the race!

Winner, winner, chicken dinner...Great job Will.

I think we have a budding runner on our hands.

Will and Mom Pre-Race

Pre-Race stretching oh, so important

On your mark...

...go

  

First to the line

The winner's medal!

2010 = The Year of Smiling Minimally

OK, this is me smiling normally...that was yesterday.  Well, not really yesterday that was taken a couple of years ago, so, it was me, ya know, metaphorically yesterday.

This is more like me today....and not metaphorically today....but just today!

And this is what I'm going to feel like tomorrow when I put on my suit and go try to be a professional calling on doctors with what feels like what's in the above photo in my mouth...

...now I recognize that I'm not a cross-dresser nor do I have moobs, nevertheless the feeling, and the look will be similar, at least in my mind.

I did it.  Pulled the trigger.  Did the deed.  Went out on a limb...and got braces for the first time in my life.  It's an incredibly weird feeling.  A feeling I'm not sure I'm friends with.  But I guess we better learn to co-exist.  At least for 12 months.

So lay 'em on me.  These are the ones I know: Zipper lips, Brace Face, Metal Mouth, Tinsel Teeth, Train Tracks and Wire World.  

I'm hoping at the end of those 12 months this will be my look....

...of course without the supple lips of a female....or the lipstick!

Now if I could just break out with a horrific case of acne and some raging hormones.....

'Tis the Season

...Why the Tri season, of course!

OK, I'm just going to reveal it now...I'm a big fan of The Lion King...watched it over the holidays.  That opening scene where the sun breaks over the horizon and they belt out the tune - "Nants ingonyama bagithi baba!" (it's true, those are the actual words spoken, I looked it up.  kinda ruins it in a way because all this time I've enjoyed just throwing out these random sounds and not having a clue what they were.) anyway, that opening scene is awesome.

I say all that as a backdrop to be able to reference one line from the monkey Rafiki as he acknowledges that Simba is about to take charge - "It is time".

It is time to gear up for the 2010 tri season.  It is time to begin to shed that comfortable layer of cushion that accumulated over the holidays.  It is time to get back in the routine of a training schedule.  I'm ready.

I have a specific focus for this year which is to increase my speed in all three disciplines.  I want to become a faster, more efficient swimmer.  I want to get faster on the bike and I want to be able to run a sub-:50 10k during an Olympic distance event.

My ultimate goal for this season is to again qualify for the USAT Age Group Nationals held in Tuscaloosa, Alabama the end of September.  I qualified in 2009 but wasn't able to participate.  That was fine because my 'A' race last year was Ironman Florida and that's where my focus was as well.

I'm not doing an Ironman distance race this year for the sole purpose of focusing on increasing my speed and participating in the Nationals.

To that end my first race of the season is a big one, Memphis in May Oly the 4th Sunday of the month.  It's a special qualifier for the Nationals so I want to do well.  It's not the only opportunity to qualify, but it's the first.

I have a 16-week program I use and week 1 is this week.  I'm excited.....and motivated. 

From Bowl Madness to Poll Madness...with March Madness Soon to Follow

30-some-odd bowl games up....30-some-odd bowl games down.  The college football season is complete with the Alabama Crimson Tide begin crowned national champions.  A perfect 14 - 0 season.  BTW, has Nick Saban smiled yet?  Just wondering.

With completion of the season comes the final rankings.  The polls.  Those random rankings based on people's opinions....educated or otherwise.  I wonder if some of those pollsters think, "Hey, they're the Chippewas....that's kind of cool....ok, number 23...there."

The polls are a funny thing....

I look up and down the poll and I see Central Michigan at 23 (speaking of the Chippewas). I think to myself, is C. Michigan better then Oklahoma. I also think to myself, if I asked pollsters face-to-face to pick one: Oklahoma or Central Michigan, I wonder how many with a straight face would pick Central Michigan.

Now C. Mich. had a good year. 12 - 2 by most standards is great, especially when you take into consideration the power schedule C. Mich. played. Seriously. Taking the field against perennial powers such as Alcorn St., Akron, Toledo, Ball St. and No. Illinois would bolster anyones ranking. That's a freakin' murderers row! I'm not sure how they survived! Now on the other hand, anyone who would schedule Texas, BYU, Nebraska, Miami & Texas Tech is just looking for an easy way out.

OK, I realize, when you're Oklahoma there's really not much difference between 23, 24, 25...or 26 and above for that matter. When you're Oklahoma and in those spots it represents you didn't have the kind of season to which you're accustomed. But having said that and taking into consideration the kind of adversity this team faced this year I would've liked to have seen them crack the top 25.....for their own morale purposes.

I realize the polls are incredibly imperfect...

...but this poll is saying that C. Mich. is the 23rd best team in the country....better than Oklahoma, OSU, Auburn, Georgia, Arkansas and so on and so forth. I'm pretty sure you put anyone of these teams in that schedule and...well, you get the idea...

 

So with the wrap on the college football season and poll madness it's on to March Madness....a sport that actually crowns it's champion on the court rather than in the polls!

2010

So what's it going to be?

How are you going to say it?

Is it 2-thousand-10 or 20-10?

Think back more than a decade ago...did you ever say 1-thousand-9-hundred-95?  Of course not!  That takes entirely too long.  You'd be weird.  It was 19-95...for that matter it was 19-64, 19-75 and so on and so forth.

Not that I was alive and can recall but listening to people who make reference to the years more than 100 ago describe them as 'aught-8'...you know, "back in 'aught-8'"...it was 19-aught-8.  It wasn't 1-thousand-9-hundred and 8.  Heck it was even 19-08 before it was that long, drawn out version.


But for some reason most of us described the past decade as '2-thousand-1,2,3,4...and so on....not 20-01, 02, 03...etc, etc.  I wonder why.

If for no other reason it's nice to be in another decade.  It takes entirely too long to say '2-thousand-10' as opposed to '20-10'.  

I'm happy about that....I wonder what I'll do with all that extra time?