Is your day workout the walk to the car and snacks in the break room?
Workout vicariously through this blog post.
To begin, I have not updated my blog recently for a little more than a week. I apologize.
Visualize this – A key jolts the tumblers of the bolt lock to my door. My foot crosses the threshold. Simultaneously a brain turns to an unrecognizable blob resembling a jar of jelly that breaks as it falls out of the fridge door. Writing at night is increasingly difficult.
In case you wonder – I am still working out at 5 a.m. The brain cannot put up as much of a fight not to work out as it can when you get home after a long day. I suppose it is habit by now.
I meticulously keep a workout diary. After finishing sets of weights, running, swimming, or biking I record my progress. I highly recommend this practice because it helps you know about your accomplishments and track soreness so you can avoid injury.
For instance, I have accomplished the following things in the past three days:
Weights…and more weights – everything from bench press to pull ups
30 minutes of kickboxing
30 minutes of pilates
A 15-mile bike ride
Walked 2 miles
Ran 5 miles (cough…uurm I walked somewhat too)
Swam 1,000 yards
Conquered a brutal spinning class this morning (7/28)…
…and swam 1300 yards this evening.
Now – for those of you in the training program that are reading this post you’re probably thinking to yourself why so much – this is supposed to be a recovery week, right?
It is a recovery week according to the schedule – I had some conflicts last week that hindered my ability to go to my typical swimming practice and join everyone on Saturday for the brick workout. So I need to count that as a lot of recovery time. I even gained a couple of pounds. I am supposed to become lighter so this stuff gets easier. I will say that I do not think my body has been this capable, or strong – ever! That is a cool perk.
Side note: How appropriate that Kanye’s song Stronger just came on my Pandora account…”what doesn’t kill me will only make me stronger”
This stuff is getting hard and taking its toll. I am not sure how my other teammates are doing, but finding time to workout, fundraise and work is rough! Then again – I need to keep some focus:
1. This is for charity! (p.s. please donate http://pages.teamintraining.org/nca/nattri09/mingram)
2. If triathlons were easy – everyone would do them. I see myself as a more advanced version of the little train that could.
Are you in a Team in Training event? Are you training for an endurance event…any tips on juggling everything?
The group workout in Loudoun County this past Saturday was awesome! I am happy to report that it was much different than the prior week. I kicked butt on the ride and did a full 85 minute bike ride up and down some tough hills followed by a 30 minute run! Total ranged somewhere around 25-26 miles!
I’ll take a note from Colbert’s show and give a wag of my finger to the Loudoun County Police Department for giving a fellow team member a ticket for not stopping at a stop sign. It was not even a four way stop. It was a T-intersection where we just had to look to our left and head on our way.
Sunday (7/19)
Early morning swim over at Spring Hill Rec Center. A friend, AM, joined me for the morning and gave me a 30 minute swimming lesson.
What did I learn you might ask?
I still have a lot to do when it comes to my technique. Practice makes better! I need to work on the thumb-drag technique quite a bit because my arms are not coming out of the water properly.
Other updates coming soon. I’m not feeling 100% this week and I just got back from swimming a short time ago and am exhausted, but wanted to make sure I posted something tonight.
I have been working out a lot over the past two days to catch up since my injury on Tuesday (6/30).
I rode my bike for more than an hour and a half this morning (7/4) though a good 40 minutes or so was probably puttering around the White House, the Washington Monument and the U.S. Capitol. No one was out around 6 a.m. except for police and plainclothes secret service agents. (It is a little hard to blend it when no one else is around.) Many of the roads around DC were closed to traffic so I could pick up some awesome speed and get down into my third position (not sure if that is the official term, but where you use the bottom part of the handle bars).
BTW – it finally happened, actually it happened twice this morning. I fell down while clipped into my pedals. Once was while going down a small bike path in D.C. – thankfully no one was around; the second fall was a block or two away from where I live at an intersection. The falls were slightly embarrassing and left a couple of bruises, but I’ll live.
I finally got home and felt a little worn out so I donned some normal shorts and workout shirt to hit the gym instead of going on a run back into D.C. I did my core workout, abs, back and a ton of other things and then hit the treadmill to keep the blood flowing.
Overall, my endurance level is definitely rising to meet the challenge of a triathlon. I am able to do a whole lot of activity over a sustained amount of time. I am losing weight too which is great! I weighed in at 197 lbs at the gym today, down from 211 lbs two months ago.
Now – I’m all showered and ready for lunch and then a NAP before the fireworks at MH’s apartment overlooking D.C.
I had great intentions to write a post on last Saturday’s workout earlier this week; however I injured my eye during a company softball game on Tuesday (6/30) night and well between the ER and trying to work with one eye – the time to write escaped me.
I would still like to give a small update from last week though.
Reeewind to Saturday, June 27.
The morning started off far too early (See: Early Morning Productivity). The group ride started at Fletcher’s Boat House in D.C. at 7:30 a.m. and there were more approximately 300-400 people around. All of the Team in Training groups (half-marathoners, marathoners and century riders) were going to use the same trail that day for their workouts.
Before I tell you about the workout – there was a storm on Friday (6/26) night. The storm did a lot more damage than I thought. There was a downed tree in the bike path and large amounts of debris along the way to the meeting spot. Try straddling a tree with cycling shoes – not so much fun.
The workout (60 minute bike and 20 minute run) went well though the Capital Crescent Trail was PACKED. I am sure I set a record for saying, “on your left” while I was on my bike. With so many athletes and normal joggers, cyclists many of us were constantly trying to go around others on the trail. I hope we don’t have to have a packed trail like that in the future. (On the bright side – I’m sure anyone looking to learn how to use their gears learned pretty quickly.)
There were loads of people on the trail, but it was still a lot of fun.
There was a short and fun picnic at the end of the workout where everyone was able to get together and listen to cancer survivors that wanted to show their appreciation for the work and the fundraising we were participating in.
P.S. Update to come on the lack of training this week due to the softball injury.
My morning routine is becoming ever more acceptable. I wake up at 5:00 a.m. everyday with ease. (Fun fact: 99.9 percent of readers polled stated that the thought of waking up that early made them tired with a sudden craving for Starbucks.)
And what do you do at 5:00 a.m.?
I attend the Sport & Health gym on N. Kirkwood in Arlington. My gym is quiet and empty at this early hour.
Please don’t get me wrong, I am still tired, but I have enough energy to move. My walk towards the weight room entrance slows as I yield my energy to a pair of on-coming yawns. During this workout I am following my triathlon training guide. I need to do some strength exercises because I forgot to do it on Monday.
I am not done…
I am not done yet. I tell myself that I ran up the stairs to the bank of treadmills. Realistically, I would have given a tortoise an ego boost going up those stairs. I reach my destination. I ran for 30 minutes and covered 2.5 miles. I am done.
I would have welcomed a small rain shower on the way home. I am hot and sweaty.
[Story Intermission: I went to work and I worked. I left work]
I left work too late to join my company softball game. Tyson’s Corner traffic was a pain. (Do you live/work in McLean? How is the traffic treating you?) Plan 2 comes into effect – get home in time for the Conte’s Tuesday night ride.
I get home in time to change and race out the door. I might just make the beginning of the ride. The beginning is the coolest because the Arlington Police Department temporarily blocks off the road for all of the cyclists. We number somewhere close to 60 cyclists.
This is not a typical bike ride. This is my first bike ride wearing clip in shoes with pedals. Did I make it in time for the ride? In short, yes. Did I nearly fall with my bike to the ground trying to unclip and stand up at an intersection? In short, yes. (If you are a cyclist, do you remember your first few times using clip in shoes? How did it go?)
We proceed to Military Road, a natural and uncompromising series of hills. My heart pumps fast and I sweat. I attempt to chat with a few fellow cyclists along the way. I fear my need for oxygen might have hindered what could have been some great conversations. I take my fill of hills and leave to head home.
Ambition takes hold…
I do not relax when I get home. I urge myself to don my swimming trucks. The Washington and Lee High School pool is one block away from my house. I give in to my ambition’s desire to wear myself out for the day. I swim for 30 minutes and do (12) 25 meter laps.
I still need to work on my breathing technique, but I think I have improved. I will see how Thursday morning’s swim practice goes before making any solid claims about improvements.
A welcoming sofa…
The short walk home is quickly followed by a shower and dinner. I have accomplished workouts in all three disciplines. I am not exhausted, buy my body is in need of rest. I relax on the sofa for a while to go over my accomplishments and watch the news.
I think this whole triathlon thing will be fun and most importantly achievable.
Running – The act of putting one foot in front of the other until (A) you sweat-out like a block of cheese in the sun and crack, or (B) need to tie your shoe laces.
…there may be other options; I chose not to indulge you with such things.
Runners abound
Hmmm…how do I start a conversation…“You look different without your swimming cap, maybe it’s the hair?”
Our group begins to grow. Triathlon participants are arriving one by one to join in the morning’s first group run. Collectively we number approximately 200 people. Rest assured, those 300 Spartans would find that our group could dispatch them with ease…after we finish eating our Powerbars.
You go first, I’ll catch up
Tough choices in life include where to live, who to date, what to eat, but at this moment in time – should I run for 40, 45, or 50 minutes? Ambition takes hold, but settling for 45 minutes will do. The 50 minute group leaves first. I will show off for the ladies at a later time.
We join the Custis Trail and find hills, oh they may have been short and sweet, but like an attractive person that glances at you as they pass by, a lasting impression is quick to form. This lasting impression burns.
Runners reach their time and turn around for the run back. The hills are unquestionably more downward than up.
Clinic 1: This is a bike
Shimano 105s (and above), shoes, cleats, and a helmet capable of shattering – all good things that any self respecting tri-athlete must consider owning.
Here is my bike! I love it. I bought it approximately two months ago.
Do you own a road bike?
Conte’s has regular Tuesday night rides. [Link]. Consider joining them, but be warned that there are some hills involved.
Team in Training Members
How was practice for your first running practice?
Family, Friends and Random Readers
I am racing the Nation’s Triathlon on Sept 13 and raising funds with the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society. Please sponsor me by clicking on this LINK and make a donation. Any amount is greatly appreciated, makes a world of difference and is fully tax-deductible.
Sleep in the corner of my eye. I wake up…though the alarm’s repetitious pulse and unnatural racket that commonly signals a day’s beginning hasn’t sounded yet. A sixth sense tells me that I should be alert because it has happened again. I didn’t pay enough attention when setting the time. The alarm was set for 4:45 p.m. instead of a.m. It is now 5:05 a.m.
A car deserves a gold star
I run a mental check, swimming trunks on; farmer’s tan, yes; morning sprint to the car – no problem.
The directions – I’m thankful I used Google Maps last night to glance at the directions to the swimming pool. Mental dialogue ensues as my aged car turns on like a grumpy old man woken from a nap, “Exit 17, wait – are you sure it was 17…something hill road right?”
Arlington to McLean, Spring Hill in fact – that was quick. It is now 5:28 a.m. Well done car.
Thursday Swim Practice Begins.
Introductions and pleasantries are over. The first Thursday swimming practice quickly commences. Another mental check, make sure swimming trunks are tied tightly, mooning the swimming coach is not a good idea.
The trunks are tight. Swimming laps and listening to feedback are my priorities. Rotate hips and turn your head to the side to breathe properly. Breathe on every stroke or at most, every third. I have work to do.
Practice is over – time to go home and shower for work. It is 6:30 a.m.
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Today was not a normal day when I look back at the recent or distant past. I am participating in the Nation’s Triathlon in support of the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society on September 13, and my official team training started this morning.
Looking forward, I have embarked on a journey where I will undoubtedly swim, bike and run many miles in preparation for my first triathlon. I have run distance races including a marathon and learned that the feeling of finishing an endurance event is amazing. The sense of pride in you can often become overwhelming, surprising and a thrilling chapter in a storied life.
I will update this blog often with my training progress. I hope you find something worthy of reading, or perhaps commenting on.
I look forward to hearing from you.
- Matt
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Here is an update on my attempt to help Fight Alzheimer’s disease.
I signed up to participate in Booz Allen’s team for the annual Alzheimer’s Memory Walk on July 30, 2008. Read my first post about it [Here].
Since I signed up to help out with this walk taking place on October 18, 2008 I’ve raised $95 so far. Woot!!! If you read my original post, I was only looking to raise $50 and I was going to match that $50 for a total of $100. Now with the generosity of one family in particular I am going to walk in honor of their family member…lol I still need to write a thank you letter to the family for their generous support. With my donations included, I’ve helped raise $145. Thank you!
To be honest I never knew Alzheimer’s had touched the lives of many of my friends until I started asking for donations. I’m sure if you asked some of your friends, you might see how it has impacted their lives. If you’re able, please donate $5 to the cause of Alzheimer’s research. This is a disease that will impact those we know. Even if you happen upon this blog from a random search on the Internet, please consider helping this worthy cause. To offer a donation of any size, please click here for my personal page: Matt’s Page
I rode my bike for more than an hour and a half this morning (7/4) though a good 40 minutes or so was probably puttering around the White House, the Washington Monument and the U.S. Capitol. No one was out around 6 a.m. except for police and plainclothes secret service agents. (It is a little hard to blend it when no one else is around.) Many of the roads around DC were closed to traffic so I could pick up some awesome speed and get down into my third position (not sure if that is the official term, but where you use the bottom part of the handle bars).
