Today is the day I picked to start "seriously" training. By that I mean I'm going to start keeping track of my workouts. So far I've been working out, but not pushing myself too hard. Now that I'm sharing my workouts with the entire internet I'm going to have to start putting up some impressive numbers, AND figuring out a way to do it creatively. I'm going to describe my workout, and find something to rant and rave about each one. Hopefully that works out. If not I'll have to figure out something better.
The workout: Arms and back: a billion reps on each machine with low weight. Legs: More billions of reps and climbed 40 flights of stairs. Core: 100 sit-ups with a teal medicine ball at -15 degree incline...and billions of reps on another machine.
Rave: The Stairmaster. I am one of those people who is completely incapable of using a stationary stairmaster. My brain can't process the whole "you pick your foot up but you don't pick it up off of the step" thing. LA fitness has a Stairmaster with actual moving stairs! It was fantastic! Finally I was able to try one of those workouts without falling off the machine in front of everyone....not that I've done that many times or anything.
Rant: People who incessantly chat during a workout. Don't get me wrong, I'm not opposed to exchanging a few words. I shared a nice laugh with a lady who tripped over nothing (as I tend to do on a very regular basis), and exchanged "hello"s with several people. That was fine. I spoke with a personal trainer for about 15 minutes, during which he added more weight to my machine and instructed me on how to use another. Also fine. Then someone hopped on the machine next to mine. I had my ear-phones in so I didn't hear anything, but I offered a smile to be friendly. I couldn't hear him, but I could see him talking in the mirror. Eventually he tapped me on the arm to get my attention, pantomimed removing earphones, and waited. I did what he "asked". Apparently that was a mistake. He chattered for five minutes about himself and how hard he was working out, and then started asking me questions. For years my coaches yelled "if you can talk you're not working hard enough!" during practice when we would talk. It never made as much sense to me as it did today. Here I am essentially doing bleacher runs, as he leisurely climbs stairs and wonders why I'm talking less than him. As flattered as I am that you have chosen to talk to me and flirt with me, leave me alone. If I wanted to be hit on at the gym I'd wear something super tiny and tight, do my make-up, make sure my hair didn't look like a mess, whatever. I didn't do any of those things. I appreciate people being friendly, but I'm here to work. If you want to talk while I'm stretching, be my guest. When I'm obviously working hard please either find someone else to bother or wait till I'm cooling down or on a different machine.
Consider this my official commitment to a bike ride this evening. I finally got my brakes repaired, so I'm planning on taking her for a nice long spin.
Monday, February 6, 2012
Sunday, November 13, 2011
"What on earth is wrong with you?"
That seems to be the question on the minds of the vast majority of people that I have told about my endeavor, and I can't say I blame them. What could possibly possess someone to put them-self through 140.6 miles of pain? Through endless hours of training sucking down slug-textured gels, creating and subsequently popping blisters on top of blisters that have already been created and popped, sacrificing that completely adorable dress for an analysis of your swim stroke because you can't afford both, and dragging yourself out of bed at 5 AM to do more exercise than most people will do all day before lots of people wake up?
This is what possessed me.
The story of Dick and Rick Hoyt. I had just gotten home from Boulder for Christmas break
and I was sick. On top of the altitude sickness (which seems to have a stronger effect on me than on most other people) I was just plain old sick. My family was out doing miscellaneous festive holiday activities with the extended family we had in town, and I was left at home to lay on the couch and try not to die...or get sick on said couch.
At some point during the day I woke up and the TV was set on Universal Sports, who just happened to be showing Ironman World Championship footage (including features on Team Hoyt and Jon "Blazeman" Blais). I was instantly hooked. I was fascinated by these ordinary people doing extraordinary things. The more I watched, the stronger my desire to be around this type of people grew.
I've had a wonderful life. I was adopted into a loving family that gave me everything I asked for (within reason). They provided me with food, clothing, an education, and more emotional support than I knew what to do with at times. Despite all of the opportunities I have been given, I never felt that I pushed myself to my full potential. My mom says I'm too much of a perfectionist, but I say that there is always room for improvement.
Ironman provides me with the opportunity to to push myself as far as I can, while giving back to the community at the same time.
It is for this reason that I have created 3 fundraising pages:
One for The Orange Show
One for Habitat for Horses
And one for The Blazeman Foundation for ALS
Personally I am much more likely to contribute to a charity that I am passionate about, so I selected 3 of my favorite charities to attempt to fundraise for. In the links above you will find information about each of the organizations, and a place to donate money to each of them. Whether you are passionate about the arts and self-expression, animals in need, or finding a cure for diseases there is an option for you.
I know the economy is tough right now, but think about how tough it is for these non-profits who are only trying to help. I'm not asking for hundreds of dollars. Whatever you can spare (even $1) would be greatly appreciated. If you can't spare any monetary amount, your moral support and encouragement is enough. It would also be wonderful if you forwarded the links to the fundraising pages to others who might donate.
They say you never learn as much about yourself as you do in the last hour of an Ironman. I'd like to get to know myself a little bit better.
I will do this.
This is what possessed me.
The story of Dick and Rick Hoyt. I had just gotten home from Boulder for Christmas break
and I was sick. On top of the altitude sickness (which seems to have a stronger effect on me than on most other people) I was just plain old sick. My family was out doing miscellaneous festive holiday activities with the extended family we had in town, and I was left at home to lay on the couch and try not to die...or get sick on said couch.
At some point during the day I woke up and the TV was set on Universal Sports, who just happened to be showing Ironman World Championship footage (including features on Team Hoyt and Jon "Blazeman" Blais). I was instantly hooked. I was fascinated by these ordinary people doing extraordinary things. The more I watched, the stronger my desire to be around this type of people grew.
I've had a wonderful life. I was adopted into a loving family that gave me everything I asked for (within reason). They provided me with food, clothing, an education, and more emotional support than I knew what to do with at times. Despite all of the opportunities I have been given, I never felt that I pushed myself to my full potential. My mom says I'm too much of a perfectionist, but I say that there is always room for improvement.
Ironman provides me with the opportunity to to push myself as far as I can, while giving back to the community at the same time.
It is for this reason that I have created 3 fundraising pages:
One for The Orange Show
One for Habitat for Horses
And one for The Blazeman Foundation for ALS
Personally I am much more likely to contribute to a charity that I am passionate about, so I selected 3 of my favorite charities to attempt to fundraise for. In the links above you will find information about each of the organizations, and a place to donate money to each of them. Whether you are passionate about the arts and self-expression, animals in need, or finding a cure for diseases there is an option for you.
I know the economy is tough right now, but think about how tough it is for these non-profits who are only trying to help. I'm not asking for hundreds of dollars. Whatever you can spare (even $1) would be greatly appreciated. If you can't spare any monetary amount, your moral support and encouragement is enough. It would also be wonderful if you forwarded the links to the fundraising pages to others who might donate.
They say you never learn as much about yourself as you do in the last hour of an Ironman. I'd like to get to know myself a little bit better.
I will do this.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Now the big question...
As everyone should know (or maybe I'm biased) an Ironman race consists of 3 parts: 2.4 mile swim, 112 mile bike ride, and a 26.2 mile run.
112 miles is a long way. In fact, approximately half of the time you are competing in an Ironman you are on the bike. Therefore, you need a bike that is comfortable and can get the job done well.
I researched for weeks and spend a lot of time lurking on iamtri and other triathlon websites. Finally I came to a conclusion:
I am involved in an expensive sport.
I don't just want to finish, I want to race well. Add that to my slightly addictive personality and a fairly-limited-but-not-empty checking account and you end up with a Felt S22.
Not the best tri bike on the market, but a very good one for a beginner triathlete like myself.
I did some more research and decided to purchase my new toy from Bicycle World of Houston. (They have great reviews online and I can see why. I highly recommend them.)
I called and made an appointment (even with all of my research I was still clueless), and went in. I ended up purchasing basically everything I needed: bicycle, shoes, pedals, clips, helmet, clothing, etc. They had to order the bike, shoes, and helmet.
Finally yesterday I got the call: everything was in and it was time for my fitting. After two hours (which included the fitting, form tips, and cutting/reassembling parts of the bike) I was on my way home...
...and of course it starts raining as soon as I get home. Considering I've never ridden a TT bike before and I don't have any experience with clip-in pedals I decided to wait until the conditions were a little bit more favorable before taking her for a spin.
Ugh and I thought waiting for Santa was hard.
But even worse...
What should I name it?
112 miles is a long way. In fact, approximately half of the time you are competing in an Ironman you are on the bike. Therefore, you need a bike that is comfortable and can get the job done well.
I researched for weeks and spend a lot of time lurking on iamtri and other triathlon websites. Finally I came to a conclusion:
I am involved in an expensive sport.
I don't just want to finish, I want to race well. Add that to my slightly addictive personality and a fairly-limited-but-not-empty checking account and you end up with a Felt S22.
Not the best tri bike on the market, but a very good one for a beginner triathlete like myself.
I did some more research and decided to purchase my new toy from Bicycle World of Houston. (They have great reviews online and I can see why. I highly recommend them.)
I called and made an appointment (even with all of my research I was still clueless), and went in. I ended up purchasing basically everything I needed: bicycle, shoes, pedals, clips, helmet, clothing, etc. They had to order the bike, shoes, and helmet.
Finally yesterday I got the call: everything was in and it was time for my fitting. After two hours (which included the fitting, form tips, and cutting/reassembling parts of the bike) I was on my way home...
...and of course it starts raining as soon as I get home. Considering I've never ridden a TT bike before and I don't have any experience with clip-in pedals I decided to wait until the conditions were a little bit more favorable before taking her for a spin.
Ugh and I thought waiting for Santa was hard.
But even worse...
What should I name it?
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
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