Inspiration
Inspiration comes so infrequently and in the most unlikely of places sometimes. So I like to keep a collection of things to get me motivated when I need it.
A couple of recent YouTube finds that have fit the bill lately...
Today I found an interesting source of inspiration. I had planned a tough workout on Knox Mountain in Kelowna (~3.5k climb with 250m of vertical) with 4 x climb alternating easy/all out.
On my first all out climb I noticed a Dad and his roughly 8 year old son (he could easily have been younger but saying he was 6 just seems ridiculous) just starting up the mountain each on their own bike. Then on the decent I saw them again, this time the kid had hit a really steep part (probably about 12%) and was out of the saddle trying to do his best Andy Schleck impression on his tiny bike. It may have been the cutest thing I've ever seen.
The next time up (easy this time), the kid was off his bike, walking it up the steep part but not giving up. So I slowed as I came up beside him and gave him some words of encouragement to keep going. His face lit up in a way I can't even describe.
Sure enough, on my next decent he was back in the saddle climbing again and seeing that gave me the inspiration I needed to smash up the mountain one last time all out. This little guy wasn't complaining one bit when the majority of kids would have given up and would be sulking on the side of the road. It was truly amazing.
So I smashed up the mountain one last time and as I passed the little guy, I managed to let out a "go, go, go" in between gasps of breath. Again, his face lit up and I could see him pick up the pace ever so slightly. It was all I needed to push my way to the top. You were my inspiration today buddy.
So it was a great workout which was much needed after yesterday had been washed out by torrential rain, hail, roads with no shoulder, flats and tubes with the wrong valve. Some visual evidence of Jeff changing a flat (note the water rushing around his feet) and the river of water coming down the road from all the rain.
Secrets of Greatness
So the triathlon season begins tomorrow with the Delta Triathlon. I'm excited but go into it knowing that while I've put in plenty of work through the winter, I have little race fitness. It wasn't until this week that I started doing more than the occasional workout at race pace and so while I figure I'll be a little faster than last year, the best will definitely be to come.
In my couple of years of racing triathlons, I have learned that I have the greatest sense of motivation right after a race. I feel inspired, good result or bad, to take what I've done and immediately try to better it.
So with this in mind, this race begins a five week race bonanza that I'm hoping will kick start some higher intensity training and racing. This weekend Delta, next weekend the 2-day cycling stage race Race the Ridge, the Sun Run the following weekend, a weekend off (though the UBC Triathlon is beckoning me), and then the North Shore Triathlon.
The key race in my mind is the North Shore race. I'm hoping that by that point I'm in "race shape" and can put down a serious time (aka a sub 1 hour sprint). That will then hopefully kick me from the sprint race season into the olympic distance race season for the rest of spring and summer.
On another note, a great article that I was reminded of yesterday thanks to the Twitterverse:
For most people, work is hard enough without pushing even harder. Those extra steps are so difficult and painful they almost never get done. That's the way it must be. If great performance were easy, it wouldn't be rare. Which leads to possibly the deepest question about greatness. While experts understand an enormous amount about the behavior that produces great performance, they understand very little about where that behavior comes from.
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The critical reality is that we are not hostage to some naturally granted level of talent. We can make ourselves what we will. Strangely, that idea is not popular. People hate abandoning the notion that they would coast to fame and riches if they found their talent. But that view is tragically constraining, because when they hit life's inevitable bumps in the road, they conclude that they just aren't gifted and give up.
Training Update
It's finally here.
I don't what I'm more excited about, the Olympics themselves or the two week break from school. Either way it's going to be two weeks full of training, interspersed with watching events on TV and even a couple live (thanks Dad).
The original plan for these two weeks was to be in Maui, training in the sun but that fell through so instead I'll be slogging out my own training camp in the less comfortable climes of Vancouver. But before I get there, how about an update on where I'm at right now.
The past four months of training have been solid. Nothing spectacular, just consistently putting in the hours each week and seeing incremental improvements.
In the pool, I have yet to see a big improvement in speed but I know I'm much stronger than I was last year. I'm regularly putting in 15-16 km in the pool (which is more than I ever did in one week before this year) and can still swim strong at the end of our 4 km swims at Dolphins. So with my endurance at a new level, spring time will be the time to bring up the speed.
The bike has been coming along with what I feel like are some big improvements in technique from the spin sessions with Larry. With spin sessions now on Wednesdays with LETC it has become Sunday rides with Barb Zimich's group the past three weeks that are the notorious bonk fests for me (in a good way). The hour or so of moderate intensity followed by filling out the ride with some aerobic threshold riding to hit 3-3.5 hours has done me in. The kind of rides where you just want to get off the bike and walk home by the end. So good.
As for running, I'm going to declare myself back after a solid benchmark run last week. Ran a couple of 1 mile repeats on short rest in 6 minutes. It wasn't so much the time that I ran as much as the comfort with which I ran them. Being my first track workout since the foot injury I decided not to push myself and so to hit 3:45 / km pace so easily was a big confidence boost.
So now the next two weeks will be BIG volume to really solidify the base before I start picking up . After all, Spring Series bike races, a couple of 5ks I've got my eye on and the Delta Sprint are just around the corner. Bring on the racing.
LETC Male Athlete of the Year
I've spent the last couple of days debating whether to post this. In some ways, by doing so, I'm being self-congratulatory. I'm saying "Hey, look at me."
But then in not doing so I feel like I'm not being true to myself. I'm extremely proud of what I've accomplished and the fact that the club chose to recognize what I've done means a ton to me. And yes, I want people to know (even if it is just a club award).
So here it is:
On Wednesday night at the LETC AGM I was awarded Top Male Athlete of the Year and Most Improved High Performance Male Athlete.
It was quite the surprise (this was the first year the club had decided to do this) and made me reflect on how far I had come. When I started out in this club I was completing olympic distance triathlons in just under 2:50 two and a half years ago. I could just barely survive a 1500 m swim, thought 50 km on the bike was the longest anyone ever rode on a bike and knew how to jog (but not run).
Now I regularly complete 4000 m swims, think 50 km on the bike is nice off season jaunt, and know what it means to run. And I'm staring down a sub 2 hour olympic distance triathlon goal for next season.
The only way you get that kind of improvement is staying dedicated over the long haul. And the only way you stay dedicated over the long haul is by having a club like this. So thanks everyone for the support and motivation to keep doing this.
And now I'm motivated to keep my crowns. I really want to defend the Most Improved award next year because if I earn that one again, I think I'll be where I want to be. But I think New Kid On The Block Award winner Rob J might just give me a run for my money the way he's training this winter. Nothing like some good competition to push you.
Running Again!
Ok, so it was only 5 intervals of a minute but it was still running. And it felt good.
So after 3 weeks completely off and then 6 weeks of just playing it by ear, tomorrow I start the real thing. No more sloughing off a workout because I was out late. No more just going through the motions in the gym or at workouts. No more eating or drinking whatever I feel like. It's time to set the wheels in motion for a great 2010.
The main impetus for getting myself focused? Despite missing provincials and the final TriBC elite criteria I may still be able to race elite next year. I've been told to apply in January with my race results and include evidence of my injury and they'll go from there. So tomorrow I'm going to get a copy of my CT scan report and start building my case.
So for now it's about preparing as if I'm going to be racing elite. Step 1: Start running again (check!). Step 2: Get a new indoor trainer so I can ride even though the days are short now.
6 Weeks and Counting…
It's been a while and I don't think I ever wrote this definitively but it was a stress fracture in my left foot that had me hobbling after Kelowna. Turned out that it was bad enough that it probably would have shown up on an x-ray (hence the nasty swelling and bruising after the race). Luckily it was far down in a toe and would heal fairly fast (roughly 6-8 weeks).
It's been 6 weeks today since I've run and other than a tiny bit of swelling still left, I don't notice it at all anymore. I don't want to rush back to running though as too much running is probably what caused it in the first place and there are no big races for a long time.
My school has a treadmill now so I'm going to start doing walks with a solid incline to hopefully get my heart rate up for a couple weeks before I start walk/running. Never been so enthused about walking.
In the meantime I've begun swimming with the Dolphins' swim club at VAC and getting in some bike rides in this great fall weather and in spin classes with Larry.
It's been very informal without much structure lately. A couple of morning swims, a tough bike session Mondays, a long easy ride Saturday, a medium ride during the week, and a couple times in the gym each week.
The toughest part has been staying motivated. Without the clear focus of set goals and plan to get there, the battle to be swimming at 5:30 am is a tough one for me.
So soon enough I'll put together a concrete plan for next season but before that I need to set my goals for the season. With some spare time today I'm thinking I'll start that process. Until then, I just have to enjoy the "break".
The Great Outdoors
Took the grade 8's on their outdoor ed trip last week. Spent 3 days in Garibaldi Park and did some fairly serious hiking, doing nearly 1000 m of elevation gain up to 1400 m on the first day alone. It was a good time even though the kids had worn us out by Friday. Pictures to prove it...
Always teaching...
Hiking to Garibaldi Lake in the sub-alpine...
Arriving at Garibaldi Lake...
Rubble Creek...
Garibaldi Lake...
Hanging out at Garibaldi Lake...
My best picture of Garibaldi Lake...
The boys taking a dip in Garibaldi Lake...
The boys realizing it's a glacial fed lake...
Heading out on the hike home...
Happy to be done...
Exhausted and waiting for the bus (notice I'm not the only teacher napping)...
Proudest Monkey
A race report for Kelowna is coming. Still trying to collect my thoughts on the race and the jury is still out on whether my foot injury is a stress fracture or not.
Until then a song I love about growing up and taking chances.
Swing in this tree
Oh I am bounce around so well
Branch to branch,
limb to limb you see
All in a day's dream
I'm stuck
Like the other monkeys here
I am a humble monkey
Sitting up in here again
But then came the day
I climbed out of these safe limbs
Ventured away
Walking tall, head high up and singing
I went to the city
Car horns, corners and the gritty
Now I am the proudest monkey you've ever seen
Monkey see, monkey do
Then comes the day
Staring at myself I turn to question me
I wonder do I want the simple, simple life that I once lived in well
Oh things were quiet then
In a way they were the better days
But now I am the proudest monkey you've ever seen
Monkey see, monkey do
Podium Mixup and Focus
Sometimes things just don't go as you would expect. With two days and two races this weekend I though I knew what to expect. Saturday morning was the Kits Challenge, a 1.5 km open water swim. Sunday morning was the Deva Warp Speed Time Trial, a 20 km bike time trial. I would finish 2nd in one and just off the podium in the other.
Saturday morning's race was not exactly a priority for me. Even handing over the money to register that morning I was trying to figure out why was I doing the race.
Unfortunately that attitude continued in the race and made no effort to really push myself. To make matters worse I wasn't even focused enough to stay on course (to be fair there was a strong current pushing away from the beach) and spent much of the race zig zagging between buoys.
I ended up finishing in a time of 26:10 which is horrible but with the current and choppy water, everyone's time was about 2 minutes slow (which makes it just a bad rather than horrible time).
I stuck around for awards and ended up finding out that I had somehow finished 2nd male (I say 2nd male because there were a number of women who beat me). So I sheepishly went up, recieved my ribbon, and had my picture taken with someone who beat me 5 minutes. As Steph said after, I didn't need them to announce that time.
Sunday though was meant to be my day. I was much more motivated and I knew time trials were my strength on the bike (in spite of not having all the aero gear most have). Plus, I would get a rare chance to race against only cat 5 racers which would provide me with a good chance to finally earn some upgrade points. But things don't always go as expected.
Ready to roll at the start I was told by the starter that I had 20 seconds till my start. In an involuntary nervous reaction I started pedalling backwards. Bad idea. As soon as I did, my chain fell off.
Oh crap I thought. I unclipped and tried pedalling to see if it would pop back on. Nothing. 3, 2, 1 the starter counted. Your time has started he said. Still no chain. I dismounted completely. I scrambled madly to get the chain back on. 40 seconds to start the starter announced to the next rider. Finally, I got the chain back on. On to the bike and riding 30 seconds late withRachel (who was starting behind me) yelling to go, go, go.
It's funny how much can change in a day. With no excuses on Saturday I gave little effort. On Sunday, with a big screw up, there was absolutely no give up. As Rachel would remind me after the race, I did great job of refocusing after a mishap that many would have used as an excuse to just give in.
To be honest, I never really considered anything other than I was just going to have to work harder to make up that time. It's strange because I know from past race experiences that something like that is enough to take me off my game. But Sunday, I was just completely focused and even a mishap wasn't going to get in the way. It's a bit of a mystery to me right now what was so different from Saturday to Sunday but hopefully I can figure out how to have more days like Sunday rather than Saturday.
So I simply put my head down and pushed hard. I managed to still catch 3 riders in front of me (with 1 minute gaps) and came up about 5 seconds short of catching a 4th. And most importantly, didn't let Rachel catch me from behind.
I ended up finishing in a time of 28:54 (roughly 41 km/h), 4th in cat 5, and 18th overall. Without the mishap I would have been 2nd in cat 5 and pretty close to a top 10 overall. It's not often I walk away satisfied with my effort in a race (I can be tough on myself) but I can say I did everything I could given the "circumstances".
So I finish on the podium in the race I never deserved to be and missed the podium in the race I deserved to be. Funny how that can go.
Today is a day off from training (heading down to Seattle with the family to watch the Jays take on the Mariners) and then another week of tough training before a 10 km run race on Sunday. Hopefully I have my Sunday and not my Saturday focus.
This Isn’t A Math Test
Sometimes you just have to admit when you're wrong. This is one of those times. I claimed (actually more like swore) to many people that Lance didn't have a chance of winning the Tour de France. However, it seems as though I forgot that sports isn't a math test.
So it may not add up. He's taken years away from the sport. He's past his prime. His team was set up to for Contador to win the tour. Everyone thought he was just trying to get exposure for his LiveStrong brand. None of it added up to a yellow jersey in Paris.
But after watching the first week of the tour, I will say I was wrong. It's still going to be an uphill battle (pun intended) to beat his teammate Alberto Contador but I'm saying he has a fighting chance. Yes, we got ourselves a game.
It terms of training, things are rolling along. As Kelowna gets closer, gone are the 100 km rides and 2 hour runs. Instead, they are slowly being replaced by shorter but faster workouts.
I've decided to schedule in a bike/run combo workout at the track once a week in the hopes of figuring out this running off the bike thing I've been struggling with lately. It was something I had trouble with in my first year of triathlon and so in preparation for Worlds last spring I did lots of little runs whenever I biked and combo workouts at the track. It seemed to really help and I haven't done any of that this year so I'm hoping six weeks of it (along with some solid running) will get things where I need them.
Decided to take a pass on racing the Vancouver Triathlon (Half Iron or Sprint distance) this last weekend in favour of training hard. Having raced last weekend and taking Monday and Tuesday easy to recover, I didn't want to have to ease off the days before the race and leave myself only a couple of days of real training this week.
So instead I got to be spectator/stand-in coach (no Alan, I don't want your job but it was fun for the day). I ran around cheering and yelling out splits at Martina who came up just short of victory to Ironman (Ironwoman?) pro Lindsey Corbin and deserving a rental car with her name on it.
As for the boys, other than Facundo who ran away with the victory, I motivated them by yelling that Martina was coming fast and was going to catch them (as the boys started 4 minutes in front of the girls). Congrats to Ryan, Kamal, and Jeff for holding her off. Maybe next time Clarke and Choppy. It was also great to see Ben throwing down a 6th place finish in his first year in triathlon. Possibly preparing for a run at another Olympic gold but in triathlon this time?
I will say though, that standing on the beach with everyone else in their wetsuits warming up, all I wanted to do was hop in the water too and race. But the chance to race will come again. Soon.



