Welcome to TRI-CHOTOMY.



I'm just an averge age grouper blogging about Triathlon Training and this complex puzzle of juggling life, having fun and the Tri(als) and Tri(bulations) of "My Reality Show". With the Miami Ironman 70.3 race now in the books I've set a new goal, competing and completing Ironman Louisville 2011 in August. Twice the distance, twice the pain, twice the fun. As a warm up race and I never would have believed hearing myself say this, I'll be doing Ironman 70.3 Rhode Island in July. Once again I'll be sharing these experiences with my great friends Chris and Justin and look forward to the next several months of training and racing with them.

I'll share my training, race and gear experiences and hope you'll comment and even offer advice from your experiences.

Remember,

"Pain is Temporary, Quitting Lasts Forever".

"Life shouldn't be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, cliff bar in one hand, Gatorade in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO what a ride!"

"You can sleep when you're dead!"




Thursday, August 5, 2010

Enough with the intensity Chris

Yet another break in my training. Business had me traveling to New York and I wasn't able to get any training in. I was on the road most of Tuesday, had to work Tuesday evening and Wednesday before getting back on the road Wednesday night. So between being in San Diego and business I've missed several days of training and I'm starting to feel like I'm getting soft. So I was definitely planning to get out tonight. I emailed Chris and our ride was on. Justin has been studying for his Engineer's certification and will be doing so for the next week as well so he couldn't make it tonight. Well you know what this meant. I'd be chasing Chris all over the countryside. We got an earlier start than usual. I rode over to Chris' and that's when I noticed that the wind was, well, kinda windy. Oh great. As if chasing Chris wasn't bad enough now I had to do it while battling the wind. It was slow, tough going heading north dealing with both the wind and climbing but we got up to Bloomington in pretty good time. From there it was right into the wind heading west. Chris, dude, do you not want me to survive till Miami? He flew. At one point I glanced at my speed and we were doing 38 km/hr into the wind. We rode another 10 km to Warden Ave. and turned back to retrace our route home. This is where I planned my 10 minutes of revenge on Chris. I hammered back for the next 4-5 km knowing that my legs would feel it but so would Chris'. I think we rode at around 42+ km/hr and when I finally slowed to look back Chris was a ways behind me. Whew, my chance to rest. Chris caught up and I fell in behind him and followed him all the way back. We ended up doing 55 km at 31.5 km/hr and I was thankful that another one of Chris' intensity workouts was done.

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