Hard to believe a person could be this tired. Three weeks of competing do not get easier as the body gets older. It was fun, though. Fitting everything in, changing the thought process fairly rapidly, and staying focused takes a lot out of a person. But I don’t recommend it, and I don’t plan toContinue reading “Just Like That, Three Weeks Gone”
Category Archives: Exercise
Three Weeks Of Work…Or Insanity?
This weekend starts the first of three competition weekends, and I don’t normally ever do three weeks in a row. I have no idea what I was smoking when I thought this was a good idea. First up is 60K cycling (20K, a 30-minute rest, then 40K) for the senior games. Next week is aContinue reading “Three Weeks Of Work…Or Insanity?”
Commit First, Deal With Details Later
Getting back into the swing of competing was never going to be easy. But over the summer, when two surgeries took me out of the game, I now realize it was easier than I thought to forget just how hard it was to plan and think and execute, while still working and taking care ofContinue reading “Commit First, Deal With Details Later”
Mom’s Life In A Box
My mother passed away almost 10 years ago, and it was time to finish what we started a few years back: getting rid of the paperwork mountain she collected over the years. My mother did not own a shredder, or a computer, or a belief system that allowed her to part with any piece ofContinue reading “Mom’s Life In A Box”
Crack Of Dawn Training: Not All It’s Cracked Up To Be
It’s back to the running, the road bike, and the pool at the butt crack of early morning. The foot is doing well (no bare feet, so no triathlon transitions yet, until after the 90th day post-surgery) and no trail running until late September. No swim fins, either, until the 90th day. But everything elseContinue reading “Crack Of Dawn Training: Not All It’s Cracked Up To Be”
Time Left in Rehab Hell: 48 Hours And Counting
Monday, 10 a.m. The last surgeon appointment for my foot. Seven days of steroids (to remove what little swelling is left) and we are done and basically good to go. I now have a matched set of titanium screws and plates, probably worth more than all the rest of me. And yes, I plan toContinue reading “Time Left in Rehab Hell: 48 Hours And Counting”
This Surgical Boot Is No Longer Made For Walkin’
Staples, boot, and bandages are a thing of the past, and I can put weight on both feet now. Not bad at 25 days out of surgery. Thursday will be the full four weeks, and by next week, after another post-operative visit, I hope to be on the bike, at least on the indoor trainer,Continue reading “This Surgical Boot Is No Longer Made For Walkin’”
Foot Up, Out Of Action — Just Temporary
I waited out the pandemic to do it, but it’s done. That fugly foot bump known as a bunion was shaved off my left foot and into history nine days ago, by the same surgeon who did the same thing on my right foot twenty years ago. My toes are blue-black (at least, what littleContinue reading “Foot Up, Out Of Action — Just Temporary”
It’s Back To Business, Even If It’s Not The Usual
It’s good to be competing again. I have a race every weekend in May (including yesterday), with the exception of Mother’s Day weekend. I don’t have kids; I figure I just need a break somewhere. It’s good to see friends again, even though it is masked and hugs are only a sometimes thing. I’m goodContinue reading “It’s Back To Business, Even If It’s Not The Usual”
What’s Normal? Where Is It? Can I Run There?
I’m not solitary by nature, but years of solo workouts has taught me to exist within myself very well, and that while human contact is necessary, it’s the quality of it, not the quantity, that counts.
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