Sunday, August 28, 2005

Dunkin Donuts

I see they are advertising the new "Turtle nut" iced latte's. I've heard of frog legs being a delicacy, but never turtle nuts!

Gotta stay positive.

I raced today, first time since Ironman. As usual I set three goals:
Top 20 overall
Top 3 age group
Match my 2002 run split.

If you've been following along, I've been having running issues for a while now. I've "reinvented" my running stride and mechanics in an effort to get some speed back, and do so in a way the protects my ankles better. To this end I've been running more than riding lately, with an occasional swim thrown in (both my pools are closed so I only can swim when I get to the ocean).

I'll skip the war story and get to the stats:
21st overall (out of 500)
4th age group (out of 61)
Beat my 2002 run split by a few seconds (this is also 2 minutes faster than last year).

Okay, I'm ALWAYS guilty of finding the dark lining in the silver cloud. The overall and age group results have been bugging me. The reason I missed my goals has to do with a really, really slow swim. The funny thing is, though, I didn't feel like a swam that poorly. I didn't wear a wetsuit and I did wear my new, ill-fitting team uniform top on the swim. Everyone else was in full wetsuits. It was a calculated risk on my part, and apparently it didn't pan out. My swim rank was 143rd, and though I'm slow, I'm not that slow.

So here I am dwelling on the stupid swim, and missing the most important element of the race: I can run again. It's been a long time since I've sniffed 40 minutes for 10K. My last 10K after a 40K bike, was on July 2nd and that was a 42:01 (and I ranked 43rd on the swim, which is closer to my norm ;-) ). So I crushed that. Time to lighten up.

I'd like to think if I was racing more, like 2002 when I raced A LOT, I wouldn't get so bummed about the results, but that's crap. It's just the way I am. Races for me are about confronting my own mania. My challenge has always been, and will continue to be going a little easier on myself. So in that spirit, I think I'll have me a Mojito!

**Footnote** The significance of the 2002 season is that it is the year I acheived USA Triathlon All-American honors.

Friday, August 26, 2005

Life's little leftovers

I found myself pondering the lumpy and colorful spot in one of my water bottles, one which had overstayed its welcome in my truck. I wondered, "Hmm, what could that be?"

Friends it doesn't matter what it is. In a properly maintained water bottle the instances of lumpy and colorful spots are exactly zero. No exceptions.

Friday, August 19, 2005

Beans, beans, they're good for your heart... Posted by Picasa

Otis has some new friends. Posted by Picasa

I've got the POWA!!! Posted by Picasa

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Apparently Wednesday is blogging day

Following my previous post, I purused the blogs of friends. Two, both listed in my links, had also posted within 15 minutes of me. Either cosmic forces are at work, or we all had mexican at lunch!!!

Somehow this just seems wrong...

I mean, running is one of those things you just started doing when you were a toddler. It's something I've done competitively most of my life. So why is it that I have to re-learn how to run?

Chalk it up to age, not in the "I'm fart'n dust" manner, but in the "these tires got 75,000 miles on them" way. The old running stride has finally come to an end. After repeated right ankle sprains, and finally some in-depth analysis informing me that my right leg is shorter than my left (did I really look like I was leaning sideways?) it has become time to alter how I run. I experience much less impact and wear and tear when I shorten up my stride about 6 inches and run with a lift placed in my right shoe. Yes, I'm heightening. "Okay, no big deal right?" Wrong. Try changing a habit formed over 39 years. I feel like I'm taking baby steps, and god am I slow. The thing is, to run fast with a shorter stride, you have to take A LOT more steps. Well, after said 39 years (yes that means I'm going to be 40 next year, you happy?!) I'm so used to my running rhythm (known as turnover), that I'm really slowing down. I have to work at running with a greater turnover just to be as fast as I was. Hey, enough with comments, it's a lot harder than you think.

Truly it's like that which Tiger Woods has experienced the last few years "reinventing his swing." Okay, I know, except for the money, the clothing line, the fact that he makes more declining to play a tournament than I make in a year, and the fame, the major championships, yada yada yada, except for those little things, it's exactly the same thing. In short it's going to get worse before it gets better.

Actually I think I'm beginning to climb out of the bottom right now, so there is hope. And there is a positive side: I haven't aggravated my right ankle in 5 runs. That's the best I've done since last June!

Sunday, August 14, 2005

"I sing of arms and the man"

Once upon a time I read the Aeneid, in Latin. I bet you never knew that. There's a lot most people don't know about me. Actually there's a lot I've forgotten about myself; whole pieces of my being that have been, not really lost, more like misplaced. Once in a while I get to reconnect with childhood friends. Everytime I do, I remember a little bit of who I was. That's pretty cool.

I can also ride and jump horses.

More Photoshop Posted by Picasa

Fun with Photoshop Posted by Picasa

Oh my...

Poop everywhere. Poop, POOP, PPPPOOOOOOOOP!!!

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

I love the Adirondacks

Especially the High Peaks Region. I mean, come on, where else can you find this: !

What's not to love!

Seriously, I do LOVE it up there. You're right, it's a world away from Rhode Island, but let's face it, Rhode Island is an odd little place in it's own right.

Monday, August 08, 2005

Ironman Lake Placid 2005 Finish

Lake Placid Finish Posted by Picasa

Ironman Lake Placid 2005 Photos

I'm the one in the white swim cap! Posted by Picasa

Feeding Frenzy!Posted by Picasa

Whoops...I was the one in the white swim cap. Posted by Picasa

My Butt Hurts!Posted by Picasa

Hot Enough for You?!Posted by Picasa

Sunday, August 07, 2005

Snuppy the wonder with a third less fat! Posted by Picasa

Saturday, August 06, 2005

Technology's (Society's ?) fatal flaw

"Yeah, but your scientists were so preoccupied with whether or not they could, they didn't stop to think if they should." - Dr. Ian Malcolm, Jurassic Park

Your personal information is only a "Google" away. Try it. Go to Google. Enter your name and the initials of your state. Anything return that you recognize? I found a phonebook entry complete with full name (including middle initial), street address, state, zip, and phone number (including area code). Funny I don't remember ever telling them it was okay. All over the news we hear about identity theft. Citibank has a whole promotional campaign around it. Well, to whom it may concern:


And of course there is the bigger picture here. Almost nobody ever thinks to ask "Should I?" anymore. Maybe if they did we wouldn't have a lot of the issues we have today. Are we really better off than we were in the 70's and 80's?

Friday, August 05, 2005

Lake Placid

It was a dark and stormy night...well, no, actually it was a hot and sunny day. Really hot. Very sunny. Not much wind. It was the Yang to the Yin of 2003. While I don't recall ever feeling like I couldn't finish, I do clearly recall extremes of emotion. From the near panic in the furor which was the start in the water, to the heights of ecstasy as I overcame fear and apprehension and rocketed down to the Keene Valley. Instead of thinking I'd never do this again, I spent long stretches of time planning the next one. At the end there was my family and my daughter. After 10 hours and 58 minutes, it was a perfect finish.

Thursday, August 04, 2005

The day was sure to come...

No, Alexandra's not walking yet (though she has taken a couple of steps here and there without holding on). Rather, she has realized she can now reach her diaper while being changed. Yes this revelation came while Daddy was in the process of changing a particularly loaded one. She managed to grab an end and sling the whole thing around Daddy's arm. Alas, for the first time since becoming a Daddy, I had to call for assistance. I was covered making a clean change impossible.