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ART and Feeling like Humpty Dumpty

ART stands for Active Release Techniques. It has been my savior over the last few months leading up to the NYC Marathon and Ironman NZ.
It is a unique massage technique which breaks down scar tissue, inducing recovery and healing, and also prevention/curing of scar tissue which is from muscle fibers breaking down and laying down in the wrong direction from normal healthy fibers.
It works great. It also hurts like hell!
I get it at Team Clinic in Santa Clara, CA. The guys there are fantastic and they love watching me scream and writhe in pain as Dr. Steve works on my legs and shoulders. It seems that only crazy triathletes like me go for the full-body ART – hurts so bad during treatment but hurts so good later on.
To think I pay for this….
I have to credit ART and Team Clinic for keeping my body together as the training got more intense. If there ever was someone who could put Humpty Dumpty back together again, these guys could and did with me.

Workout burnout

Man these last two weeks have been tough.
The long biking and running sessions over the many weeks has left me a bit burned out for training. My coach has reassured me that my fitness is more than adequate to cross the finish line, but I can’t help but wonder if I left anything out, or did I do enough miles, etc. etc.
Just get me to the race dang it!
The exceptionally rainy winter in Northern California has really made training a bear. I would much rather be outside than indoors training, but the unpredictable rain clouds has meant many long indoor sessions.
I am not sure I would train through a winter for an early spring event again.
But my coach has given some really good insight into long sessions indoors. He does not believe in 3, 4, 5 or 6 hour rides on the bike trainer, which I have done (rode 100 miles one day in my garage, going fast, going nowhere!). Although the short sessions never can truly replace the long sessions outdoors, there seem to be lots of fitness benefits that can be gained from focused interval workouts indoors of much shorter duration than I thought. This would also have the added benefit of reducing the risk of burnout, as the endless monotony of long indoors sessions wears on the brain and the desire to get back on the trainer or treadmill and do it yet again.
I will put this to the test on Saturday March 5. 1.5 weeks to go!

Preparing to go

Ugh. The worst part about triathlons is the packing beforehand. What to bring, or not to bring…and then worry about 2 weeks in New Zealand. I guess I’ll just have to consider everything as disposable!
I hope my ZIPP 404 race wheels survive. They are packed in along with my Ritchey Breakaway, a packable bike. Very cool. Highly recommend it for obsessive bikers like myself who like to train on vacation. It’s also a great way to visit a new place, seeing it from bike-eye view versus through the windows of a car.
Departing LAX on Saturday!

What does Ironman mean to me?

Well, it’s been a grueling but rewarding 4 months of hard training for Ironman New Zealand.
As I reflect on the experience over the last few months, I have thought deeply about what does finishing Ironman mean to me. These thoughts are:
1. The struggle for training was very high at times. My coach would give me workouts and urge me to push, using heart rate ranges to know when I have reached a certain effort level. Early on, reaching those ranges was fairly easy; my fitness was ok but not yet ready for the intensity that would follow. As I got stronger, my fitness would improve and it would be harder to hit the heart rate ranges. I needed to push even harder and definitely exit the comfort zone on workouts, needing to feel much more burn and discomfort in my muscles as I push more and more in my quest to grow and improve.
Exitting the comfort zone is crucial to increasing performance. When I think about exitting the comfort zone for muscular and aerobic fitness, I also think about exitting the comfort zone when facing the grim realities of life, the issues I have encountered with my personal and professional life, and the struggles to improve myself to better deal with these issues.
I could have retreated into myself, or ran away from my problems, or became frozen in the negativity confronting me. Instead, I chose to face these problems openly, enduring pain at times, and the incredibly uncomfortable feeling that there were things about me that were messed up, needed improving, or changing.
Ironman has come to symbolize the recent struggles I have faced, and my continuing quest to master and conquer these struggles. Although it pains me to say this (ha!), finishing Ironman isn’t important, but the journey for Ironman has been much more important to my psyche than I could have imagined.
2. Ironman has been about learning new skills. Continual learning has always been part of my psyche, and it is one of the reasons why I love triathlon. I have talked before about how I didn’t realize how technical swimming, biking, and running could be, and that there are tons of nuances to each sport and doing them the wrong way would lead to less than good performance to increasing injury risk. But, doing them the right way and reinforcing that through repetition and training leads to superior performance and much less injury risk.
At some point in my life, the learning slowed to a crawl. I acknowledged it but ignored it for a long time and I think it ultimately led to a lowering of self esteem and satisfaction in life. With my entry into triathlon, this learning part of me reawakened and I began to feel happier about myself again, as well as have a more positive state of mind, along with reaping the benefits of improved physical fitness.
3. Finishing Ironman has become a symbol for conquering my struggles. Even though I said in 1. that the journey was more important, I do acknowledge that finishing is also an important component. While not finishing will probably mean that I will just come back again (!), actually making to the finish line will have the added symbolism of winning the struggle against the negative influences within my mind and somehow mastering them.
Being in Ironman over the amount of time that I will take means that I will expend a tremendous amount of mental and physical energy to get to the end. I have encountered this in my two NYC Marathons where getting past mile 20 was a huge step; for some reason, this hits every marathoner sometime between mile 18-21 – your mind and body just starts getting into the point of wanting to slow down and quit. BUT, if you blast through this, the last 6 or so miles becomes incredibly straightforward and you never encounter this demon again.
Racing Ironman I suspect will be of a different flavor. How many times will I think of quitting in the 13 or so hours it will take me to finish? How disciplined and determined will I be to knock these negative feelings down and keep moving? (Important questions to ponder as I approach race day. I am sure I will have more to say on this topic in my post-race report.) Certainly throughout my recent life, I have at many times thought of quitting in some way, shape, or form and giving up. Breaking through these instances when not only your brain wants to give up but possibly your body running on fumes and your legs on the verge of cramping, muscles burning from lactic acid surely makes solving other life problems seem miniscule by comparison.
This is what Ironman means to me. Two weeks to Race Day.

Gonna Fly Now

“Gonna Fly Now…Gonna Fly Now….”
Yesterday, I ran a triple brick as part of my Ironman training. Basically, I ran almost a half ironman yesterday! Just thinking about that is amazing in the fact that I struggled to finish Vineman Half Ironman last year in a tad less than 6 hours. And now I run a half ironman just for a workout. Wow.
But let me tell you – towards the end of that mega workout I was losing steam. I was trying out my coach’s energy deprivation technique to help manage the craving for handouts along a race. Trying to adapt my body to being less dependent on carbo gels is tough. When you eat too much on an Ironman, you inevitably puke it out somewhere in the middle of the run – something I’d like to avoid. So anything to help it adapt to storing more energy, burning what’s stored inside, and to stop stuffing face at every aid station. Since I was just starting this adaptation, I think it drained my legs a little prematurely as I spaced out my gel intake.
So I start humming the Rocky theme, “Gonna Fly now” and it perks me up.
“It’s the…Eye of the Tiger, it’s the cream of the fight…”
I never run with music. I tried it once with my iPod, and it ended up skipping so I stopped that. Also, I don’t like being distracted out there. It can be dangerous! I’ve hit potholes and almost turned my ankle while daydreaming, or my form becomes really messy. I love to practice my focus on perfect running form and economy and thus, my concentration needs to be total.
In this month’s Runner’s World magazine (March 2005), there is an article about running with music. It extols the benefits of music and running, and how it can improve your running and/or make it less monotonous. I say, more power to you if you can do it. Whatever works.
For me, I enjoy the silence and focus of running as I arrow in on perfect running….Except when I start powering down…
Then I start humming Rocky movie music. “Gonna Fly Now” and “Eye of the Tiger” are my favorites. I continue to focus on my form, ignore the energy drained legs, and get pumped up from those songs. I envision Rocky Balboa in his quest to get himself out of the ghettos and nobody-life, and to win against all odds against his boxing opponents who of course come trained with 100X more resources than he does. I see myself during some of the more inspirational moments in the movies, the runs up the steps with the kids following behind, the snow running and working out in frozen conditions in Rocky IV… I force my legs to move faster despite them screaming, “stop Dave stop”.
Music doesn’t work for me, but Rocky does, especially when I most need it.

Cycling: The Good, The Bad, The Ugly

Today, I did a 6:20 bike ride, about 102 miles or so in preparation for my Ironman coming up in early March.
When I go for a ride, I usually see at least one thing that bugs me or pisses me off. BUT TODAY – being out there for 6+ hours, I think I just about saw it all.
So here it is: Cycling: The Good, The Bad, The Ugly…but in reverse.
The Ugly:
1. Pedestrians who walk on the wrong side of the road.
Cyclists ride with the flow of traffic, walkers/runners go against the flow of traffic. This is so walkers/runners can see oncoming traffic and react appropriately in case of trouble, versus walking with their back to traffic and risk being clipped by a stupid driver. Cyclists going faster and sometimes as fast as traffic have more time to be seen by traffic and thus can lower the risk of trouble. Also, a bicycle is a vehicle and should thus share the road as a vehicle, going with the flow of traffic.
I don’t know where people learn this but walking with their back to me as I’m going 10-20 MPH is really dumb. If I were walking on the road and tons of cyclists were blowing by me going at such speed, I would get nervous. Yet so many pedestrians are so oblivious to the danger they are in.
1a. Pedestrians who walk on the wrong side of the road AND can’t walk a straight line or are swinging their arms while strolling or during expressive talking.
As I come up to pedestrians, I always start observing how they walk. If they are weaving back and forth, then I yell really loud, “ON YOUR LEFT!!!!!” and prepare to brake as I pass.
1b. Pedestrians who walk on the wrong side of the road AND can’t walk a straight line or are swinging their arms while strolling or during expressive talking AND when I yell “ON YOUR LEFT!!!!” as I pass, they FREAKIN’ DODGE TO THE LEFT…right into yours truly.
Nuff said there.
2. Cyclists who hang out stopped in the bike lane.
Come on guys. Where is your courtesy? You stop at the side of the road to rest, chat, fix a flat,…whatever. Fine. BUT DON’T STAND WITH YOUR BUDDIES IN THE WHOLE FREAKIN’ BIKE LANE. I lost count of how many times I was forced into the traffic lane just to go around these idiots. Get further to the side and be aware that there are tons of cyclists trying to ride. Geez.
Earlier this year, a pro-triathlete was tossed from her bike, breaking her collarbone, because she was powering up a road and as she checked her back for traffic, she ran smack dab into two cyclists who decided to stop right in the middle of the bike lane to do something, and not move to the side.
Would you stop dead in a traffic lane on Highway 280 after going 65-80 MPH and then zero just because you felt like it?
3. Cyclists who can’t pedal in a straight line.
What happened to basic cycling skills? Passing people like these is an exercise in stress management. It is nerve racking to come up to their rear, yell “ON YOUR LEFT!!!!” and then watch them weave back and forth while you try to make your pass.
4. Cyclists who can’t pedal in a straight line AND weave to the LEFT as you try to pass on the LEFT, after yelling “ON YOUR LEFT!!!”
These people must have been born with the “dodge into danger when warning is signalled” gene. Too bad we as human beings have stopped evolution completely….
The Bad:
1. Feeling an impending cramp in your thigh when you’re miles from home.
Aw man…not now…not now….I was at about hour 5 going up a hill when my right thigh gets that familiar tightness. You never know if it’s going to subside or just knot up and you’ll be writhing in pain.
And you know you’ve got more hills, and one more hour to go….
2. Running out of fluids.
I was out there today, thinking that I timed my drinking and how much fluid I brought perfectly. But unfortunately, I ran out about 30 minutes from home. Man, seems like forever, when you want to take a sip of fluid but can’t….
3. Getting a flat.
At least it was my front tire. Changing the rear tire REALLY SUCKS.
It took my only spare about 2 hours in. I hate the feeling of not having another one. Gotta remember to bring another one next time.
4. Realizing that your bike is covered in mud after the ride.
…my beautiful shiny bike is all dirty….(sniff)….
And also because it takes an hour to clean everything, get all the gunk off metal parts so they don’t rust, and regrease the chain. I’d rather put my feet up in front of the TV and recharge….or spend time complaining on my blog…
The Good:
1. Going on the brick run afterwards and NOT CRAMPING UP.
At least my impending thigh cramp did not happen and I got a good brick run in afterwards.
2. Feeling energetic on the bike and run.
Sometimes you go out there and you feel totally abused by the time you get back. Especially in Bay Area winters, this happens a lot when you’re training in the cold weather and it just saps your energy so much. It is a joy to do all that and feel like you could keep going if you wanted to. But instead, you kick back and watch TV and complain on your blog…
3. Knowing you’re over your freakin’ cold so you can get back to training.
Always a positive thing.

Beat..Beat..Beat..Beat..

…it’s the only sound I hear as I move through the water, my head completely submerged, cutting serenely like a needle through butter, my heartbeat climbing higher and higher. I force my body to rotate back and forth faster, which makes my arms stroke at a higher rate and press against the water harder. I feel a burn in my arms and shoulders as my breath quickens and I try to maintain my already high pace. In response to my coach yelling at the begining of the lap “Dave, swim faster…PUSH”, I ignore the discomfort in my lungs, the oxygen quickly draining from my system. My mind starts telling me to back off, but I quell the thought viciously as I quickly survey my condition and determine that it is only discomfort I feel and not a flame out. I calm down and relax more, which lowers my heart rate and I stroke even faster, striving for the end of the lap…or in my mind’s eye, the finish line….
Beat..beat..beat..beat…
Countdown to Ironman: 5.5 weeks….

Putting up with being sick

For a triathlete, being sick really sucks.
We have a race coming up and we can’t get out there to train. How will we know if we will be at our best if we don’t stick to the training plan and not miss a single workout?
So I managed to catch this cold/allergy thing that’s floating around. Great. No training until it blows over. And yes, I know that with me hacking up phlegm it’s probably not a good idea to workout, breathe heavily, and suck back into my lungs all that phlegm.
Ick. Makes me sick just thinking about it. Guess I’ll watch TV instead.

Triathlon, Fad or Something Else?

About a year before I started racing triathlons in May 2002 (with Team in Training), triathlon racing was already on the upswing especially in the Bay Area.
Why did this happen? My thought was that there were so many people out of work post-internet bubble and when you get a whole bunch of competitive, motivated people with nothing to do, you need to funnel that energy somewhere. At least, they picked something healthy to do like triathlons, versus drinking or partying all day and night. And then, once your friends start doing it, you naturally want to do whatever your friends are doing.
So here’s the kicker. Why do people really train triathlons? Probably the most ridiculous reason I found where some of these women who were only hanging out with the tri-clubs to get a boyfriend.
OK so finding a mate ain’t the easiest thing to do. At least a triathlon racing boyfriend or girlfriend would have an awesome bod so that’s cool. Not many fat people racing that’s for sure! But it also reminds me of so many instances that I’ve seen in the past where people used to work out intensely while they were single. This was an attempt to make themselves as attractive physically as possible so that the opposite sex would like what they saw. As soon as they met someone, the working out slacked off and stopped completely when marriage hit.
Shouldn’t we workout for the betterment of ourselves and to keep and lead healthy lifestyles? In satisfying externalities like “my girlfriend will leave me if I’m fat” is not a good way to go. In fact, driving a lot of your life by what other people think isn’t necessarily that healthy. You’ll always be trying to please someone else when the only person you should be pleasing is yourself. Driving by internal evaluation means you have a consistent person to please and that’s yourself. Trying to please others all the time is a moving target and might not be the best thing in the world for you.
So why do I race triathlons? I’d like to say I have tons of women jupming on me but I’m afraid that hasn’t happened yet… Actually, I train and race because:
1. It keeps me sane. I’ve been through a lot of things in my personal and professional life in recent years. The exercise, focus, and achievement has kept me motivated and not depressed. It is the one area of my life where I have been consistently growing and improving over the last few years.
2. It keeps me healthy. I used to lift weights but never seemed to be able to get those last pounds off. Training for Ironman basically wicked off the last bits of fat off my body like nothing else. Although, now I am a skinny little runt!
3. It keeps me learning. Swimming, biking, and running were more technical than I thought. There are so many details to each of these three disciplines that revamping and learning new actions has been a real joy. I love learning and definitely as I improve in each of these 3 areas, I feel that I am changing and growing as an individual.
These 3 reasons keep me training – I intend for it to become a lifelong pursuit…

Head Positioning

One more thing I neglected to mention about my head positioning. I try to look about a few degrees forward of the vertical, and press the head and chin down. In that way, I know the water is not flowing over the back of my head which creates drag. When the water hits my forehead, my head is cleanly cutting through the water which is optimal.
I also use my ears as feedback that my head is completely submerged in the water. If I hear water gurgling, then I am too much on the surface, or maybe even my ears are out of the water and then my butt is dragging. So I make sure that I hear no gurgling at all and then I know my head is deep enough.
Sprinted 1:40 for 100m today – got a sprinting test on Friday of 5x100m at 5 seconds rest…yikes!