My house is a shrine to single socks. For some reason, it’s the expensive running socks that seem to get separated from one another. Never the cheap-o, ten-per-pack knock-around-the-house socks. Only the nice, padded ones. Eventually, the missing sock does (usually) turn up, stuck to something else, courtesy of static cling. I had one sock,Continue reading “Land Of Lost Running Socks And Planning The Next Season (!)”
Category Archives: Swimming
Going From Stressed Out To Surviving Better
It’s been a helluva two weeks here. From hacked credit cards to four weeks straight of competing to the dreaded “Check Engine Light” glowering from the dashboard to a daylong hospital stay. And I only signed up for the four weeks of competition. Not the rest of it. The credit cards were shut down, theContinue reading “Going From Stressed Out To Surviving Better”
Workouts: Pair, Group, Or Solo Style?
I met up with friends for breakfast yesterday, following a 5K race at a local animal sanctuary. It was good to see them, as the pandemic, work, and (their) kids’ lives had disrupted regular adult contact. The race went well, despite the heat; it started after 9 a.m. The restaurant was crowded but our serverContinue reading “Workouts: Pair, Group, Or Solo Style?”
When Body Parts Go Bad
We live in a world of easy replacements. If your phone, TV, computer, or any appliance decides to self-destruct, you can get a new one pretty fast. Thanks to the shortages brought on by the pandemic, it may not be exactly the make or model you wanted, and it’s priced higher than you anticipated, butContinue reading “When Body Parts Go Bad”
Espresso Shots Part 2: We Added Stuff And Now We’re Fancy
It’s cold here today, at least by southern standards. My run was done at 36 degrees this morning because the cowards I swim with voted to close the pool. Seriously, why do that? The pool is heated. OK, getting out and dashing through the dimly-lit chill isn’t a thrill, but it’s not that far toContinue reading “Espresso Shots Part 2: We Added Stuff And Now We’re Fancy”
Note To The Athletic Wear Industry: Are We Invisible? Or Too Big For You?
I don’t make excuses and don’t provide explanations, reasonable or otherwise, for what I look like. But I’m asking the makers of workout clothes and footwear: why not us, too? You make nice things in bright colors and patterns for the “typical” athlete. Somehow, as the sizes get larger, the choices get smaller. Black andContinue reading “Note To The Athletic Wear Industry: Are We Invisible? Or Too Big For You?”
The Fix-It List
It never fails. Every weekend, there is a to-do list. Stuff to fix, take care of, buy, deal with, or otherwise handle. I like lists. I live and die by them when I work every day. I would rather not do the same on the weekends. But that’s how life works. This weekend’s list startedContinue reading “The Fix-It List”
It’s Perfectly Cold Out There…So Where Is Everyone?
It was 38 degrees outside for my run this morning. Cold by our local standards. Not bad, according to the rest of the country, mostly either brushed or buried in snow, freezing rain, black ice, and/or temperatures with single digits and/or negative values. So where was everyone this morning? I was the only runner outContinue reading “It’s Perfectly Cold Out There…So Where Is Everyone?”
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?”
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”