Sep 102013
 
Jets on sticks.

Jets on sticks, by a running track.

Besides the challenge of how to eat somewhat reasonably, being TDY (that’s Temporary DutY, for the uninitiated) can make a training regimen a bit more difficult to stick to. With my next half marathon coming up, I’ve turned my focus back to running, and my body has responded with a little protest. But run I must, and run I will, so I was up early this morning to get some miles in before I had to work. I was greeted by mercifully cool temperatures and cloudy skies, for Vegas in the late summer, and jogged 6.7 miles in relative comfort.

The run itself felt good, as my form and strength more or less stayed together, construction zones and rippled pavement be darned. The fact that I have to go about twice that distance in less than two weeks tempered my enjoyment. Overall though, I was satisfied that at least I got some training in. It wasn’t an accident or a happy coincidence either, as I packed everything I could think of to help me train this week, including my gear for road and mountain biking, and all of my running stuff. Katie remarked that if they lost my luggage I’d be out a whole lot of money, and she was right. But this wasn’t a week I could let just slip by.

Aug 022013
 

Push-ups. Very deep push-ups. And someone levitating behind me.

Today I did something that, a year ago, I would’ve sworn I’d never do.

I went to Crossfit.

So lemme get this straight...

So lemme get this straight…

My good friend Alicia has been an avid Crossfitter for years, and more recently, Katie has gotten into it. During this whole time, I’ve been one of those guys rolling their eyes and shaking their heads at the whole CrossFit movement. There are many valid objections to the way CF does things, but there’s no denying the power of the system to keep people involved, interested and, well, fit.

My objections are well founded. CF doesn’t focus on any one thing enough to make you better at it, at least not very fast. It won’t make you a good distance runner, because you don’t run enough. It won’t make you a good power lifter, because the cycles are too arbitrary and the sets too random to qualify as a useful strength-building program. It will help you lose weight, because you’ll burn a crapload of calories, but only if you also pay attention to your diet. And don’t even get me started on “kipping.” Dumbest. Thing. Ever.

To be clear, if you come straight from the couch, you will get stronger. If you were already a runner (especially one who didn’t lift at all, as many runners don’t) walking in the door, it will have something to add to your running program. Most of the WODs (workouts of the day, in CF-speak) amount to heart rate interval training, which is proven to be effective at raising your lactate threshold and cardio performance, both essential to running fast and long. But the thing that CrossFit will make you best at is CrossFit, hence the rise of the CrossFit Games, where people essentially work out, competitively. I can’t see the draw, but then I don’t understand why people like golf, either.

Which leads to another aspect of the program that generates eyerolls, and that’s the lingo. Everything in CF has an acronym, a made up name, a slang term. The founders of the program were very careful to create a club-like culture, the better to attract those who need a social aspect to their workout plans. And while there’s no denying that it’s effective, for those of us who have been doing the same movements for decades, it all seems silly and unnecessarily complicated.

"Sure, I'll do the front squats!" Wait, how do you do front squats again?

“Sure, I’ll do the front squats!” Wait, how do you do front squats again?

Oh yeah, there we go!

Oh yeah, there we go!

But watching the program more closely over the past six months or so, it’s become clear that some of my reasons for disliking CrossFit have everything to do with trying to make it something that it’s not. It isn’t a running program, or a cycling program, or even a powerlifting program. It’s CrossFit. If you can ignore the CF acolytes, who will tell you that no workout is as good as a CrossFit workout, and that it will make you better at everything from making waffles to climbing Everest, you’ll notice that CF itself makes no such claims. The coaches are there to help and instruct you in difficult movements, some of which are all but extinct in most gyms today. They’re there to challenge you physically and mentally by pushing what you thought were your limits. They believe in the ability of their program to help people reach overall fitness goals, but I have yet to hear one say that CF is an effective substitute for a focused, dedicated training program for another sport. And mostly, they want you to have fun, because that’ll keep you coming back, and longevity is the most important aspect of any training program.

What’s more, an honest appraisal of what goes on in most gyms takes the wind from the sails of many of my objections. While I’m insisting that CF won’t make you as strong as a dedicated strength training program, most people at typical gyms aren’t using such a program anyway. Or any program at all. And if they are, they aren’t as honest, or dedicated, or tenacious with it as they need to be, and so they never see the results they could have anyway. Likewise, I can’t remember the last time I went to a typical gym and saw people doing complex movements with anything resembling safe or effective form (notice I didn’t say correct… more on that difference another day). Essentially, many of my objections to CF could equally be applied to 90% of people in any gym anywhere, even those who are working with personal trainers. Come to think of it, I’ve seen/overheard some personal trainers giving some pretty questionable instruction…

Anyway, all that said, Katie’s “box” (slang for a CF gym… see what I mean?) has a social event on the first Friday of every month that they call Friday Frolics. Katie quietly inquired if I’d like to go, and I figured why not, since I had a bit of a hole in my lifting schedule anyway. Today’s Frolic was caveman-themed, but I was fresh out of loincloths, so she and I ripped the sleeves off some t-shirts and called it close enough. The workout started with an 800m run (which I started last and finished first… but I’m a runner), some dynamic stretching and plank work as a warm-up, and then we were divided into teams.

The workout itself was a several-stage team competition, and was made up of a plethora of kettle bell swings, sit-ups, lunges, pull-ups, jumping rope, and just about every type of squat there is, along with a little bit of running. It was up to the teams to divide the exercises, sets and reps between the team members to play to everyone’s strengths, so long as minimums for each member were met. All of this planning and organization took a bit to accomplish, so there was a fair amount of down time in between stages, but the stages themselves were pretty intense.

If I’m honest, I had a lot of fun. The people were all very friendly, the coaches helpful and positive, and they even fed me afterward. The whole experience reminded me of grade school gym class, where everything you did was characterized as playing, even though you were really exercising. At the end, I found myself wishing I had more time in my training schedule (and money in my bank account… CF ain’t cheap) to do it more often. But I don’t know when either of those things are going to happen, so for now at least, I’ll be relegated to dropping in once in a blue moon. Still, I’m not ashamed to say that my attitude about the program has shifted significantly over the past year, and I’m more inclined to give CrossFit a fair appraisal among the panoply of workout programs.

My team. The dude with the beard is Luke, and he is a total stud.

My team. The dude with the beard is Luke, and he is a total stud.

Jun 292013
 
Well, we’ve nearly reached the halfway point of the year, and so the halfway point of this project. So I thought it was time to let you all in on some rules I use to guide myself through all of this.
My biceps are laughably small. Except
when compared to my biceps two
years ago.

1. Never strive to be better than average. Always strive to be better than yourself. This gives you a goal that is both attainable on a daily basis, and perpetually in front of you. Each time you reach it you can celebrate having done so, but a new milestone will be placed before you. Let’s face it, until you’re competing at the world championship level, your performance will likely always be outshined by someone. Often in humiliating fashion. By a teenager. By comparing your performance to your own past performance, you are rejecting the unattainable, arbitrary standards of others, and instead setting in motion the kind of sustainable growth and improvement which may, some day, lead to you becoming a champion, even if it’s “only” of your local 5k.

And this advice doesn’t just apply to us rank amateurs. If you talk to reigning champions in any sport, especially those who repeat year after year, they’re always looking for ways to improve their own performance. Set faster laps, win more races, throw more touchdowns, whatever it may be. To stay at the top, they have to compete with themselves, even if they’re head and shoulders above all the competition.

“What would you like on your fries?”
“Yes.”

2. All things in moderation, nothing to excess. Including moderation. Variety isn’t just the spice of life. It is life. Even the biological definition of life requires that it changes, improves, varies. Our bodies were made to eat lots of different things, and do lots of different things. Locking yourself down to machine-like inputs and outputs will only lead to stagnation at best, and deficiency at worst.

So change it up. Eat outside your diet once a week or so. Try foods and drinks that challenge and intrigue your palette, or maybe even scare you a little. Push yourself to run further, or faster, or ride down a trail you’ve never attempted. Learn a new movement in the weight room, and perfect it until it’s one of your new favorites. Cross train, always. Find a well-written book or article or series or documentary on a topic you have no clue about and devour it. Push your mind and your body to places they’ve never been, and you’ll find that you grow in ways you could’ve never dreamed.

I raced with this thing on my ankle for the last three races of last season. That was dumb. Especially the 10 mile trail race.

3. Pay attention to your body, but first learn the language it speaks. If there is a food that makes you feel good physically, not just mentally, eat that. If it makes you feel bad, don’t eat it. But don’t stop eating a food (or a whole food group) because you heard/read somewhere it’s bad for you, and then find yourself believing in an effect that doesn’t exist. Always, always, when trying a new dietary technique or exercise, beware of your own confirmation bias.

If you stop eating a food and nothing changes, or the desired effect is not achieved, but then you start eating that food and you feel bad, it’s because your digestive system isn’t used to it, not because the food was bad from the beginning. There are various levels of enzymes and flora in your gut that process certain things. If those things aren’t present, those levels drop. When those things are reintroduced, it takes time for your body to bring the levels back up, and you’ll feel bad in the interim. This is not indicative of anything positive or negative, but only that you have removed and reintroduced a substance in your diet.

And by the way, if the food group you’re omitting has been part of the human diet for thousands of years, chances are it’s just fine. We’ve done pretty well for ourselves eating red meat, drinking milk, chewing fat and making various grains into all sorts of things. Unless you have a medically diagnosed sensitivity, you’re just guessing, and probably wrong.

Also, when you’re hungry, eat. You don’t have to eat a lot, and you should understand the effects of what you’re eating, but often the worst solution is to have nothing. Get ahead of your stomach by planning meals and snacks as far in advance as you can manage. Don’t forget to scale your intake in anticipation of planned exercise. While I don’t believe that there’s any such thing as “starvation mode” as such, there are compromises your body has to make when it is severely deficient, and none of them are particularly helpful to your goals of getting smaller/stronger/lighter/faster/bigger/more awesome.

This rule doesn’t only apply to food, however. Working out until you drop to the floor every day when you’re trying to get strong isn’t likely to help you with your goals. Going out and running five miles when your previous long was from the door of the mall to your car in the rain won’t make you a better distance runner. Don’t train yourself into an injury, push yourself too early, or put yourself in the hospital.

Speaking of the hospital, learn to recognize the signs of impending injury. There’s a big difference between discomfort and pain, and you have to find that line. It takes practice and experience. If you’re doing a movement in the gym that just feels wrong, whether it’s new to you or something you’ve done 1000 times, stop. Evaluate what you’re doing, and what your body is telling you about it. For years, I couldn’t do back squats because my shoulders just wouldn’t rotate back far enough to grasp the bar without pain. So, I stopped doing back squats and did other leg things, until I could rehab my shoulders enough to do the required movement. Continuing to try and wrench my shoulders into place for one exercise was never going to be productive, either for my shoulders or my squats.

So listen to what your body is saying, and then…

And it doesn’t hurt to have a cute girl to go along with you, either!

4. Be patient, and give changes time to work. Never make a change to an input or an output for a week, and then abandon it thinking it doesn’t work. The human machine is astoundingly adaptable and moldable, but all these changes take time. There is a lag, sometimes days and days long, between an action taken and the result of that action, and even then it might be too small to notice at first. So unless what you’re doing is causing you injury, just keep at it for awhile and really evaluate how it’s working for you.

Dramatic physical changes are often accompanied by rapid mental changes, but you can’t let your mind be the scale of progress for your body. Deciding to make a change is the first and hardest step, to be sure, but it isn’t the only step. If your goal is to lose weight, track your trends over months, not days. Compare years, not weeks. Remember that the goal is to have a healthy life, not a healthy 60 days, so always take the long view.

There are no secrets. Anyone who says differently is selling something.

 5. Never take an “expert’s” word as gospel. They may be an actual expert. They may be a colossal scumbag posing as one. They may just be some ripped dude at the gym who thinks what worked for him last week is going to work for everybody. The point is, the only expert on your body, on your technique, on your abilities, is you. This applies most overwhelmingly to supplements. The science behind so many supplements is shaky at best, and largely anecdotal. If you want to try something, by all means try it. But pay attention to the last two rules, give it an objective evaluation, and if it doesn’t seem to be doing anything, can it.

Remember this in training as well. Everybody has a plethora of different things that are right and wrong with their bodies, and minds. Some people are very strong in the upper body, but have to work like crazy to build their legs. Some people can knock out 1000 situps a day but struggle with pushups. Some people just can’t master certain movements. And all of that is okay, as long as you work around it sufficiently to meet your own personal goals. Don’t ever adhere so rigidly to a workout plan that it’s hurting you or holding you back, just because some “expert” wrote it. They don’t know you, and chances are they didn’t have your picture on their desk when they were writing the program.

More accurately, Fun, More Fun, Whee, and YEE HAW!

6. Find your happy place. No matter what you’re trying to do, or where you’re trying to go, you’ll almost never get there if you aren’t enjoying it or aren’t interested in it. Starting a fad diet and a 90 day workout program  pretty much guarantees that you’ll end up right back where you started. To make sustainable, maintainable progress, you have to change your lifestyle.

Don’t try a diet, change your eating habits. Permanently. Make small changes, one or two at a time, that you can embrace and maintain for the rest of your life. If you know that drinking soda is absolutely terrible for you, why are you doing it? What are you gaining from it? You  know what it tastes like already. You’re telling me your life would somehow be less worth living without it? Soda wasn’t that big of a loss for me, but Oatmeal Creme Pies… That hurt. So did quitting smoking. But you know what? Worth it, and now that I’m free of those things, I don’t spend all day wishing I could have them. They just don’t matter that much.

Don’t buy a series of home workout videos, buy a bicycle. Or a jumprope. Or a kickass pair of running shoes. Or some climbing gear, or a kayak, or hiking boots. Find something you love to do that gets you active, something that makes you feel like a kid, something that you’d rather be doing right now than reading this post, something that you obsess over when you’re daydreaming at work.

You might not know what that thing is yet, but that can be fun, too! Try some things, find some local groups to get involved with, and find the thing that’s going to work for you. There’s something out there for everybody, but you can’t wait for it to come to you.

You know you’re hooked when you’re reading
about disciplines you aren’t even interested in.

7. Become a huge geek. Once you’ve found that magical thing that drives you, go all-out nerd on it. Subscribe to the magazine, join the forums, read the blogs, and just dive into the culture. Immerse yourself in your new thing, study it, learn the lingo, and go on and on about it at work and social events. Your passion will not only feed itself, but it may just infect a few others, too. And that’s a good thing.

Good friends, good beer, and a good meal. I imagine heaven is a lot like this.

8. Surround yourself with passionate people. There’s nothing that will reinforce a habit pattern and provide a positive feedback loop quite like being consistently in the company of people who share your obsession. No matter what you do, there will be a group of people who are just as nutzo about it as you, and they’d love to hear your story. Whether they’re local or online, interacting with them will be among the happiest times in your life. You’ll be refreshed and inspired by them, and they will be by you, and together you’ll all have orders of magnitude more fun than you would on your own.

The pre-race rituals.

9. Plan. Set Goals. Compete. Having tangible things to work towards, like races and competitions, provides you with lights at the end of all the tunnels. I’ve met a lot of very fit people at the gym, on the track and at the trailheads over the years, and only a very small percentage of them exercise just for the sake of exercise. A gym routine swiftly becomes just that, and you almost can’t help but fall into a rut, which will make you stop training.

Having a race gives you something to work towards, a direction for all of your training. If you find yourself flagging before your 5k is done, maybe you need to work on your endurance. If it takes you longer than you want to finish a lap at your local mountain bike race, maybe you need more leg strength. If you can only jog from here to the mailbox right now, but you got talked into a half marathon, you’ve got very specific work to do. Even if you’re just trying to get to work faster on your bicycle, that just became your race. Use that goal as your compass, and let it pull you to where you want to go. There is nothing that will focus you more clearly than having a specific event to be ready for.

My niece, the best athlete in the family.

10. Have fun. Don’t forget that the point of all this is to end up a happier, healthier you. Don’t let your new lifestyle come to dominate you in a negative way, coming between you and family or friends. Know when to step back a little and be content with the progress you have made, or throttle back on a plan or program or activity that just isn’t doing it for you anymore.

If rule #6 isn’t happening any more, maybe you need to look for something else. Or maybe just add some variety. Or maybe apply what you’re doing in a different way. But always make sure that what you’re doing is the thing that will bring you back.

Live. Love what you’re living. Leave it all on the floor, or field, or course, or trail. Have a blast. Then have a beer, on me.

Jun 182013
 

I went out for a 10 mile run today, in preparation for my anticipated half marathon this weekend. It didn’t go terribly well, a fact that doesn’t bother me as much as maybe it should. My prep run before my last half didn’t go all that well either, and I managed a new PR in the race.

The problems I had were partially mental, and partially physical. I didn’t fuel up for the run maybe the way I should have. I didn’t get enough sleep. I didn’t warm up enough. And on and on the story goes. I just wasn’t as driven to get this one in, and do it hard, as I normally am, but I’m not sweating that. One thing I’ve learned over the last few years is that if my body is saying “not today” on a training run or ride, pushing myself further may do little more than trigger an injury. Better to go easy and still be ready and rested for race day.

The route I had planned was 10 miles, from the parking lot at Rip Rap Road, up the bike path to Old Springfield Road and back. On my way up, I was either too focused or too miserable to notice the scene above as I went under the Route 40 overpass. But on my way back, with my pace slacked and my attention waning, I saw it, and it considerably brightened my mood. Someone, probably kids, had taken the time to put up a bunch of positive, motivational chalk graffiti alongside the bike path, a place where there are frequently races, and there are always people out trying to better themselves.

It was a warm and thoughtful gesture, and whoever had the idea also left the chalk behind. I was too tired to come up with something of my own to contribute at the time, but if it’s still there the next time I am, I think I’ll scrawl one of my favorite (simplified) quotes from Thoreau:

Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined.

Jun 172013
 


rec·re·a·tion

  [rek-ree-ey-shuhn] 

noun

  1. refreshment by means of some pastime, agreeable exercise, or the like.
  2. a pastime, diversion, exercise, or other resource affording relaxation and enjoyment.
  3. the act of creating anew.

I hear it all the time.

“Wow Pete, you’re a crazy man! I could never do [insert thing I’m doing]!”
          (And I think, but don’t often say) Of course you could. The only difference between me and you is that I tried it. I’m not actually very talented, at all. Also I’m a huge wuss.

“That looks hard, why are you doing all that?”
          What is easy that is truly worth doing? What sense of accomplishment do you have after watching 10 hours of TV a week or doing the dishes?

“Running/lifting/road riding/mountain biking is scary/unnecessary/dangerous/difficult/should be outlawed.”
          I’m far more scared of falling apart physically and mentally from the lack of challenge.

“I’d love to do that, but I have kids/dogs/gerbils/other obligations/excuses.”
          If it’s a priority for you, you’ll find a way to make it happen.

And one of my all-time favorites,
“You’d better be careful, or you’ll end up breaking yourself/getting old/wearing yourself out.”
          I don’t know about you, but I’m not planning to live forever. But I am planning on living during the time that I have.

And I hear every sort of person say these things. Fit people, fat people, young, old, male and female. Everybody thinks I’m crazy, and that I’m attempting something that is not only impossible, but foolhardy.

I’ve posted before about why I do what I do, how I get that done, and what I plan to do with it. But maybe I haven’t correctly addressed one of the root causes of the above quoted reactions to my endeavors.

Maybe the underlying question is, “what’s the point?” And I can only answer with a question. Does there have to be a point? What about fun? When I’m out on my bikes, or lifting something heavy, or running, I’m basically playing, as an adult. I’m doing things that kids do, sure, but with an adult bent.

In this Ted Talk, Dr. Stuart Brown talks about the importance of play, and of fun, on all aspects of human cognitive, social and physical development and maintenance. I encourage you to watch the whole thing, but the short of it is that play makes us smarter, happier, more capable and more well adjusted people. And as adults in Western society, we don’t do nearly enough of it. The shockwaves of the Industrial Revolution have left too many of us chained to desks under soul-sucking fluorescent light, mindless automatons that answer email and churn out product and do little else. Because we don’t offset our work with play, the parts of the brain that are stimulated specifically by it begin to atrophy, and then we wonder why we have such an epidemic of antidepressant and stimulant use.

And it gets worse. The brain’s negativity bias means that you need somewhere around 10 times the positive experience per negative experience in order to store the positive in your long term memory. So when you go to play, and you don’t have fun the first time, you have to stick with it for a somewhat lengthy time before you start to crave a duplication of the experience.

So your body may object, and your brain is a cranky bastard, but you know you need to do it anyway. So do it anyway. Create that positive feedback loop that’ll keep you coming back. Get the cerebellum firing, and the right bran tingling, and the positive endorphins flowing, and the dopamine levels spiking. It will make you happier, and smarter, and stronger, and healthier. And if the transformations I’ve seen in the people around me are any indication, it may just help keep you looking and feeling younger, too.

The word “recreation” didn’t come about by accident. Our ancestors understood that through play, through fun, through activity just for the joy of the activity, we create ourselves anew. Find yours, stick with it, and enjoy the new you.

Jun 142013
 

This is a detail of my bib from the Tour de Cure a couple weeks ago. Participants were encouraged to write the name of a relative or friend in whose name they were riding. I didn’t fill mine in, partially because we were a little short on time, and partially because I was riding for Tom, who was riding right beside me.

But this bib has hung on my RACES board ever since, and the fact that it’s blank has kept me thinking. What do I run, and ride, and lift, and strive for? My own improvement, sure, and definitely because I enjoy it. But what else?

The fact that I’m attracted to charity events is something I’ve known for awhile. It just seems to add substance to the experience, when the point of your time, expense and effort is not entirely yourself. I’ll even choose a race that’s further away over one that’s closer, just because the former supports some charity I hold dear.

And then it all came together in my head the other day at church, when one of our elderly members leaned on me for support as we filed back to our pews after communion. This is what I’m supposed to be doing with what I have. It’s not glorious, it’s not particularly great, it may not change the world and it won’t make me rich or famous, but it’s what I can do.

So I have a new mission.

To use what strength I have to help those who are weak. To use the joy I have been given to cheer the downtrodden. To use the riches with which I have been blessed to help those in need. To lend my voice in truth to those who cannot otherwise be heard. To give of that which I possess in abundance to those who are in want. My mission shall be to reflect the love I have been shown in service to my fellow man.

Soon, I’ll be choosing my next charity event, and will likely be fundraising again. I hope that, if you have enjoyed reading this blog so far this year, you’ll continue to read and support me as so many of you already have been. Thank you.

Jun 102013
 

If you’re going to be an athlete, particularly an outdoor athlete, you’d better learn to deal with the weather. That doesn’t just mean being willing to go out on a less than optimal race day, it means you’d better train in it. If you might race when it’s hot, or cold, or wet, you have to seize opportunities to train in those conditions, rather than passing on them in hopes of better weather. You learn things about how your body performs in those extremes that will be useful when you line up to race and it’s 94°F with humidity so thick you could carve it with a spoon. Training in the elements, all of them, gives you a competitive advantage over those who refuse to do the same.

My run tonight was a good example. I decided earlier in the day that, since I couldn’t make it to running club, I wanted to go out and get an easy distance run in, something that I haven’t really done since my last half marathon, over two months ago. The forecast called for scattered thunderstorms, and the radar picture looked like crap, but I went anyway. I did a bit over 8 miles, and got rained on for about half of that, but it was okay with me. Better to learn how to deal with it now, than let it get in your head on race day.

One fringe benny of training in less than perfect weather is that sometimes, nature rewards you with views like this.

Jun 092013
 
The quandary of the multi-athlete, as illustrated by footwear.

One of the ongoing frustrations I have when trying to plan my own workout programs is that when I look for guidance, it seems like nobody’s doing what I’m doing. Which is crap, because I know lots of people are doing what I’m doing. But go look for a lifting program, a running program, or a cycling program that can accommodate room for the others. You won’t find much. Programs for runners have you running 4-5 days a week. Lifting programs have you lifting at least 4 days a week. Cycling programs have you riding sometimes 6 days a week. Even if I could train twice a day, six days a week (I can’t), there wouldn’t be room for all that. And there’s never any mention of more than one discipline, either, so if you want to train on both dirt and pavement, for instance, you’re gonna have to improvise.

I’ve thought several times about punting, and hiring an actual personal trainer to design a program for me, but I doubt I’d get my money’s worth. It would have to be a trainer with a broad set of very specific skills and experience, in order to design a program to maximize the potential for all of my endeavors. And even then, they’d have to be around for an extended period of time, since I’m constantly adjusting my schedule for various races, tests, and other events, not to mention my work schedule.

Am I trying to do too much? Maybe. There’s every chance that I won’t get as good as I could be in any one sport because I’m training for so many. But for me, that’s the only way to stay engaged and interested. If I always have a race to train for, a variety of things to do, I’ll keep going. I’ve tried only lifting, or only running, or only cycling in the past, and I burn out before half the season is over.

So I’m left about where I started, trying to piece together some semblance of a training plan from the bits of programs I’ve tried in the past. I just had to shelve 5/3/1, the weighlifting program I’d been doing since January, because my sporadic lifting schedule has caused the progress to grind to a halt. For the remainder of the racing season, I’ll be lifting 2-3 times a week just for maintenance, while I run 2-3 times a week for speed, and cycle 2-3 times a week for speed and endurance. That’s still a 6-day training week with some doubles, and it’s the best I can do. Also I’m supposed to eat and sleep in there somewhere…

Jun 022013
 
This is what happens when the bar you’re deadlifting gets a smidge too
close to your legs on the way down.

I’ve found myself bloodied, battered and bruised more than usual, this year.

 I think that it’s an inevitable consequence of embracing the sort of lifestyle I have, with the level of devotion and effort I’m putting in. 
When you’re pushing yourself, you get scraped.
 You make mistakes. 
You crash. 
You fall down. 
Callouses tear and old wounds are reopened.
These are signs that you’re pushing your limits, not signs you should give up. 
There’s a strange sense of pride that accompanies my scars, scabs and bruises. 
They are the badges that prove that I am daily in the arena, contending against laziness, complacency and excuses. 
Against myself. 
And if the only prize I can claim is watching the blood trickle down my leg as I line up for another set, so be it. 
At least by it, I know I’m alive.
Apr 302013
 

When I wrestled in High School, our coaches had t-shirts printed with various inspirational sayings on the back. One of them said “Train Like a MADMAN.” And to be sure, we did. I credit all of my self-motivation when it comes to fitness to coaches Blandino, Aker and Wimsatt, who pushed a very soft, very wimpy little kid to lengths he never would’ve thought possible. It was a formative experience that made boot camp seem like vacation, but with more yelling.

15 years later, I’m back to training like a madman. The calendar from my Endomondo page shows how the month of April went for me, and I’m pretty happy with it. I knocked out my first half marathon of the year with a PR, stretched out my road bike mileage, and got a lot of good weight training and MTB rides in. I’m stronger, fitter and lighter now than I have been at any time in the last 6 years or more. I know I have a long way to go to get where I’m trying to be, but thanks to three insane coaches who believed enough in a soft, scrawny kid, I know how to get there.

Apr 102013
 
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What you see here is a sample of the workouts I’ve done with my new heart rate monitor. While I’m still figuring out how to use all this new data, it’s interesting just to look at. They are, in order, a weightlifting session, a half-marathon, a mountain bike ride, and an interval running workout.

Most interesting to me is that, with the exception of the weightlifting, all the rest had an average heart rate of just over 160, despite being very different efforts. But it’s clear that, for endurance purposes, 160 is about what I can sustain. Now the trick will be raising the level of output that creates that 160 heart rate.

Feb 232013
 
(One armed kettlebell swings are hard. Releasing and catching at the top is even harder!)

Yesterday’s post (and Facebook discussions) got me thinking. I don’t know if, from the outside, most people realize what goes into doing what I do, or the methodology (if you could call it that) involved. So here’s what I’m doing now, what I’m planning to do over the warmer months, and how I go about doing that.

Since December, I’ve been lifting 4 days a week. I’m doing a program called 5-3-1 by Jim Wendler, and it’s working for me in ways that weightlifting never has before. For the first time in my life, I feel like I’m on my way to being really strong. I love the simplicity of the program, and that it doesn’t entail spending hours at a time in the weight room or leaving completely exhausted.

I just started doing weekly interval running workouts with the 5 Rivers Running Team. It’s a group of absolutely fast runners, led by a coach with national credentials. The team meets twice a week, but for now I’m only managing to be there on Mondays.

When the weather’s good enough (and sometimes when it’s not), I’m also getting out on my mountain bike or my new road bike. I also do a little indoor conditioning, and try to find ways to keep that interesting.

When winter finally decides to loose her grip on our lives, the plan is to lift 3 days a week, run 3 days a week, and be on a bike at least two days a week. Plus a rest day. You may have noticed that that’s more days than there are in a week, which means I’ll be doing 2-a-days at least twice a week. Woo!

But here’s where it gets a little crazy.

I work a rotating schedule, presently. My job requires 24/7 coverage. What that means is that I’ll spend a month at a time on first, second or third shift. Within that schedule, I work 5 days on, 2 off, 3 on, 4 off. It works out nice because I get every other weekend off, and that weekend is a 4 day weekend. It’s not all that bad, once you get used to it, but it’s hell for what trainers call “programing.”

Most programs have you lift on certain days, cardio on certain days, and rest on certain days. With my particular flavor of chaos, that doesn’t really work. They also recommend that you time your workouts to fit your competitions. For instance, if you’re getting ready for a big race that happens on a Saturday morning, you’re supposed to time your simulation work (i.e. a long run if you’re doing a long running race) accordingly, and do it on a Saturday morning. You might’ve guessed that that doesn’t work out for me all that often, either. And consistent, 8-hour sleep nights, that everybody says you have to have? Never gonna happen. Sometimes my “night” is four hours, between noon and 4pm.

What I’ve had to do, in order to get where I’m trying to go, is improvise. All the time. Sometimes that means I’m in the weight room at 0300. Sometimes it means I push dinner back an hour to get a run in. Sometimes it means I’m out pedaling a bicycle when the windchill is 12°F. Sometimes it means I go to the gym, do as much as I can in 25 minutes, and leave. And sometimes, it means that, as hard as I’m trying, I just can’t get it in that day.

But all of that is okay. It might not be optimal, but neither is life. It might not be a professional regimen, but I am not a professional athlete. And that leads me to my final point.

Nobody reading this blog should ever get discouraged by what I’m doing. I work as hard as I do because I have goals that require a fairly elite level of fitness. If you don’t want those things, that’s totally fine! Wherever you might be on your fitness journey (ugh… I tried so hard to avoid that cliche…), embrace it and do what you can. If it’s more than you were doing before, there will be progress.

All of this started because I was tired of (among other things) being completely smoked after a single track day, so I bought a mountain bike off of Craigslist to help myself train. One thing led to another, and now I’m pushing myself to do more, because I can’t get enough. Whatever your current state, and wherever you’re trying to go, go do that. You’ll never regret it. It won’t be simple, it won’t be easy, and if your life is anything like mine, it won’t at all resemble a routine. But it will be worth it.