Friday, October 31, 2008

Feeling Better Now

I just got back from my short SBR and having a good lunch, I feel much better now. Now I think I know why Coach J scheduled that workout. It was great for getting that anxiety off.

I grooved to Curtis Mayfields' "Move On Up" during my run. Oh man that song got me pumped. Curtis laid down a serious groove w/ that one. Kayne sampled it and had a hit w/ "Touch The Sky", but he couldn't touch the original.


The Calm Before The Storm

I got this from Ultrarunners MJ out in Cali, "calm before the storm". Coach J has me planned to do a really short SBR, just to loosen everything up, then I'll eat some good healthy food, stretch and rest. Try and reach a nice calm state.

But man I'm still feeling some anxiousness. I guess that's normal. Lisa will be coming in this evening so that'll be nice. My hotel has a small kitchen so we're planning to eat in the room. I'll cook up something simple and good and get to bed early.


Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Okay I'm Nervous Now

Last week one of my co-workers was asking me how I was feeling about the upcoming race. I told him I wasn't fired up like last year. I was just feeling kinda blah. But oh what a difference a week makes.

I'll be packing tonight and heading down to Wilmington in the morning. Now I'm feeling it. The engineer in me is in overdrive. I'm trying to dial in what I'll be wearing on the bike, what to wear on the run, hell I've even been checking the tidal tables to see how the current will be running.

I think I should chill, do some stretching and get a dinner and then get some rest.


Sunday, October 26, 2008

Bike Geekness

Okay, I'm up and running my Garmin Edge 705. Here's a screen shot from my ride yesterday.

That bike toy is sweet. It was my 10th anniversary gift from Lisa and I'm having fun playing with it. I'm still learning all of the ins and outs of it though. The manual is something like 70 pages.

The one thing I've got to be careful of though is looking down to much at the data while I'm riding and not paying attention to the road.

Monday, October 13, 2008

4+2 = The Folks That Don't Walk

Yes, hallelujah, its finally taper time. Man it feels good knowing the long stuff is in the books and now its time for my body to absorb the fitness I gained during the year. The one thing about a late year race, it really makes for a long season. But I feel good. Not to get the big head, but I think this Beach2Battleship iron distance race is gonna be a good one for me.

98.9, 120.1, 102.4, and 80.8. Each of the last 4 weekends had long rides + a brick run. That 120 though about did me in. The final race simulator was last Saturday where I got in the 80.8 mile ride and then did a 2 hour brick run for 13.4 miles. Last year when training for IMMoo, I was questioning my coach's sanity when he scheduled that 4+2 workout, but he told me that workout is the difference between those who walk the marathon and those who run it.

Its so good how working out can relieve stress. You know I had been down lately since that madness out in California w/ my relative. It was breaking my heart to call back and hear about the multiple surgeries and worrying about how the future. One thing about being on a good, hard group ride or run is that for those moments I can just zone out and concentrate only on trying to stay w/ the peloton or maintaining good running posture. Then when I finish I feel tired but its a good tired. Not the tired that comes from worry and fear, but the good kind of tired that comes from strong physical exertion.

So it was a good weekend. I got in the 4+2. I rode w/ a great bunch of folks, held close to 20 mph (19.7) on the bike and sustained 8:59 pacing on the run. I guess I still had to workout some more stress so Sunday I went out for 3 1/2 hours of easy riding. Then to put the icing on the cake, Lisa and I went on a nice long walk Sunday afternoon w/ our dog, King. It was so beautiful out, hardly a cloud in the sky and I felt peace.


Tuesday, October 07, 2008

Enough Is Enough

My heart has been heavy since last week. Someone very close to me in my family was the victim of a vicious attack that resulted in severe injuries. I got in my century ride + 3 mile brick run last Saturday. I must of been really angry since I did the brick run at a 7:47 pace. It was like I just wanted to run the bad feelings I was having out of my mental state, no matter how tired I was after 102 miles of cycling. After the workout, I rushed home then Lisa and I caught a flight back to California last weekend to visit and I really had to fight back sinking into a real state of sadness.

While I won't discuss the details, I will say this attack was so heinous and I worry about the recovery of my dear family member. They will have to not only recover physically, but emotionally, and mentally as well. Get well baby, we're all praying for you to have a speedy recovery. Also don't worry about being safe, justice will happen, and the authorities will have that person off of the streets soon.

This has also made me reflect on how violence is so often used even for the smallest of disagreements. I watch the news and it seems like there is too often the account of someone being murdered or harmed for really no apparent reason. It was really been reinforced in me that I must never give in to the urge to flip off a driver because I'm out on my bike and they pass too close or yell something stupid out of their car. There's no telling how that could end up.

Also I feel really bad that black on black crime is so rampant. C'mon people we got to get our shit together. This don't make no sense whatsoever. We can't continue to shoot each other, stab each other, rob each other, etc. I mean it doesn't make sense that my mother had to put bars on all her windows because some asshole broke in her house last year. She's 75 years old, you punk-ass criminal, she should be relaxing and enjoying time w/ her grandchildren. Now she's living behind bars in her own house and worried about one of her grandchildren fighting to get out of the hospital after being attacked.

Okay, I think I got some of this out of my system. I remember when I was young, I did dumbshit, but not trying kill another person. Too many people I knew, too many people I grew up with, too many of my relatives are no longer here behind some dumbshit violent act.

What happened to trying to be the best you could be. What happened to get your education, go to college, get a good job, get married and live a nice productive life. What happened to young people listening to and respecting their elders. What happened to wanting to look presentable when you went out, not having your fucking underwear showing cause you wear your pants down around your knees.

I'm just hurt. Hurt about the state of our society. Hurt how this bullshit thug mentality amongst our black youth is so prevasive. Hurt about how another human being could inflict so much pain on another human. Life is scared. Life is precious. Enough is enough. We are all God's children. Respect life.

One love,