The inaugural Austin Triathlon was held yesterday, September 3rd in the heart of Austin, Texas, and from the perspective of this middle-of-the-pack Age Grouper, it was a resounding success. Austin is home to some excellent triathlon specific shops, and one of them, Jack & Adams, ( http://www.jackandadams.com/ ) was the title host of the event. Of course, quality local shops translate into numerous quality triathletes. And there were plenty. Probably the deepest field I have ever seen in my very brief "career".
Upwards of 1,000 registrants signed up for the Olympic Distance event (1500M/40K/10K), and the organization, from expo to bike check to pre-race, race and post race was first rate.
A quick word about my "performance". The swim was a loop swim in Lady Bird Lake (formerly Town Lake). Let's see, how to described my performance? One word. I suck at swimming. So that's four words. You get the point.
My swim conditioning was fine. It wasn't that I got overly winded. It is my technique that needs to be overhauled. If I had worn a GPS, I bet I probably covered 2,000 meters of water by the time you count all the zig zags and corrections. By the time I was able to self-correct and swim in a somewhat straight line, I was at the last buoy before the final turn marker. I think I need (a) a swim coach and (b) much more time in open water vs. pool.
Total Swim time = 37 minutes (about 2 1/2 minutes per 100M).
We had to cover some pretty good distance from the swim exit to the bike rack, but it was probably beneficial to get my legs back under me. Although T1 went smoothly, I still burned 5 minutes, primarily because I made it all the way to the exit area without my blankety-blank helmet! So I had to lay my bike down and sprint back and get it.
The 3-loop bike course was a delight. Just enough uphill to be a challenge, but not debilitating, and some excellent, long steady descents at 33+ mph. There were three "hairpin" turns, so there was some slowing and turning, but all in all, I was very pleased with my bike ride, although in retrospect I feel like I probably could have squeezed a little more out of it. Regardless, I was enjoying the ride so much, I was a little sad when it ended.
Bike average 20.0 mph on the dot.
T2 was a little faster than T1, but still I lolly gagged around for 4 minutes. Gotta work on that.
Crossed the mat for the run and made a prompt stop at the Porta Can to let out some of the fluids I had been sucking down. It was VERY muggy. That was 20 seconds that I didn't mind wasting.
The run was a mostly flat 2-loop run through a very fan-friendly route, with ample water/Accelerade at every mile. Being the plodder that I am, I was pleased with my pace. Didn't set any land-speed records, but kept my usual 8:45/mile pace without overly pushing myself.
Run Time = around 54 minutes (8:45 pace).
FINISH = 60 / 100 in the M40-44 agee group. (Remember, I said it was a deep field!!!!)
Lessons learned:
If I've got an Ironman in me, I've got some serious work to do. But with as little experience as I have, I seem to learn a ton with each event. The three things that come to mind immediately are:
1. More open water swim workouts;
2. Add at least one intense speed wokout per week during run training; and
3. Don't take Bike for granted; Work to maintain staus quo.
With the Houston Marathon coming up in mid-January, I'll get an opportunity to work on #2 immediately. And although I've scouted out a perfect location for #1, it is going to take some serious dedication to actually do it. So that's where I count on you guys for help/moral support. I truly love riding the bike, so #3 shouldn't be a problem.
Thanks for reading and hope everyone had a great summer season.
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Sometimes, you have to say "what the **** "
So Risky Business may not have been Oscar-worthy, and the young Tom Cruise may have turned into a world-class flake, but the movie did leave us with something much more memorable than Joel dancing around in his tighty-whities..........the above quote was hammered home throughout the flick by the antagonist friend, Miles, and finally accepted by our tragic hero, Joel. And it was applicable to me this morning.
So there I was yesterday evening, standing on my back patio, noticing something strange. It wasn't hot. It wasn't humid. The gentle breeze was left-to-right -- a North wind? Heck, it was almost cool. Well, that may be a stretch, but you know what I mean.
Thoughts of a 25 mile morning ride started forming in my head......naturally, I first went through all the reasons to not do it.....none of my group can make it; have to wait until about 6:30 for enough light if I'm alone; With proper cool-down/stretching/shower I won't be able to make it to the office until about 9:00, blah, blah, blah.
So, after taking all of that into consideration, I said to myself, sometimes, you have to say "what the f***."
What an outstanding ride. Not necessarily from a performance standpoint. Yeah, I hammered out a half dozen sprint intervals, and ramped it up to about 26mph in one final near passout dash (that was a damn fast dog!)....but the best part was the, dare I say "crisp air", light-to-no traffic, curious cows, near collision with with a Snowy Egret (big white "cowbird"). And, yes, I made it into the office at a reasonable time, and was able to hit the ground running, so to speak.
As I completed the rural loop portion of the ride, and approached the city limits, the morning hustle-bustle was in full swing. As I navigated my way home, I began thinking how cool it would be to make this a regular part of my week. All I need is a clip-on light so I can get a little bit earlier start, and maybe keep pressuring the guys in my riding group to join in.
Then again, by next week, we'll probably have 88 degree / 90% humidity steam-bath conditions by 7:00 AM. Regardless, I definitely made the right decision this morning. Mornings like this in late July do not come around all that often. Remember, folks, sometimes you have to just hit the "pause button" on everything else that is goin on around you. Sometimes, you have to say "what the f***!"
Later.
So there I was yesterday evening, standing on my back patio, noticing something strange. It wasn't hot. It wasn't humid. The gentle breeze was left-to-right -- a North wind? Heck, it was almost cool. Well, that may be a stretch, but you know what I mean.
Thoughts of a 25 mile morning ride started forming in my head......naturally, I first went through all the reasons to not do it.....none of my group can make it; have to wait until about 6:30 for enough light if I'm alone; With proper cool-down/stretching/shower I won't be able to make it to the office until about 9:00, blah, blah, blah.
So, after taking all of that into consideration, I said to myself, sometimes, you have to say "what the f***."
What an outstanding ride. Not necessarily from a performance standpoint. Yeah, I hammered out a half dozen sprint intervals, and ramped it up to about 26mph in one final near passout dash (that was a damn fast dog!)....but the best part was the, dare I say "crisp air", light-to-no traffic, curious cows, near collision with with a Snowy Egret (big white "cowbird"). And, yes, I made it into the office at a reasonable time, and was able to hit the ground running, so to speak.
As I completed the rural loop portion of the ride, and approached the city limits, the morning hustle-bustle was in full swing. As I navigated my way home, I began thinking how cool it would be to make this a regular part of my week. All I need is a clip-on light so I can get a little bit earlier start, and maybe keep pressuring the guys in my riding group to join in.
Then again, by next week, we'll probably have 88 degree / 90% humidity steam-bath conditions by 7:00 AM. Regardless, I definitely made the right decision this morning. Mornings like this in late July do not come around all that often. Remember, folks, sometimes you have to just hit the "pause button" on everything else that is goin on around you. Sometimes, you have to say "what the f***!"
Later.
Sunday, July 22, 2007
A Great Ride. A TOUGH (meaning I struggled) Run
Even though the training calendar (for the 9/03 Austin Tri - see my "upcoming events") called for a "70 minute" ride workout this weekend, couple of riding buddies and I decided to take advantage of the lack of rain, and non-scorching temperature, and put in a 45 mile loop (the route is posted in the left column of the blog - although we started from our neighborhood, which added 5 miles). We had a great time. We mixed in some "social riding" while cruising at about 18, took several miles at 20+, and did about 3 sprint intervals at each persons' max/near passout stage.
Then at mile 40, we hung out at Starbucks for about 30 minutes, solved several problems, then leisurely pedaled home. Really enjoyed both the workout aspect of the ride, but more importantly, being on the road with some of our group for the first time in several weeks.....heck, since the MS150 in April.
Then today came, and I still had to get my run in . The calendar calls for "55 minutes". Well, with my wife and boys out of town, I naturally slept in. By the time I finished my "pre-run" breakfast, and read through the paper, the morning clouds had given way to unrelenting sunshine, and 90+ temp, with relative humidity pushing 80%. Typical Southeast Texas in late July.
And typical for boneheaded runners who wait until 10:30 AM to get their run in. I gave passing thought to going to the gym and hitting the treadmill.....but that didn't sound all that wonderful, plus, my dog would never forgive me. Not to mention that it is certain to be this hot, or hotter in Austin on 9/3. So I downloaded a couple of new songs for the playlist, and hit the road.
I typically drop the dog off after a 1 1/2 mile loop around the neighborhood, and she was ready to be dropped off today. Felt pretty good at that point. Sucked down some water, and got back on the road. Was running pretty good until the 3.89 mile (yes, I have a GPS) mark. Took a little walk break there and grabbed some water from my Amphipod water belt, but never could ramp it back up.
Maybe it was the ride the day before. Maybe it was the heat. Maybe it was just "one of those days." But, here came those thoughts again......."how the heck am I going to perform well in Austin if I can't even run a lousy stand-alone 10K without struggling?" "How the hell did I ever run a marathon for crying out loud?" Complete an Ironman? HAH!"......and so on and so on.
Then, I calmed down, reminded myself that training runs are always harder than the event itself. The Marathon was the culmination of a dedicated 18 week plan, and I always struggled on the long runs over 15 miles. But on race day, I performed better than I expected.
I continued talking to myself (remember, family is out of town, and the dog and I have run out of things to talk about): Relax, dude. You'll be ready for Austin, and when the time comes, you'll be ready for Couer d'Alene. This is July 2007. CDA is in June 2008. The real "training" doesn't even begin for months. These next few months are for maintaining a base while having fun. That's why you rode with friends on Saturday, as opposed to hammering out 70 minutes on a "training ride".
Don't forget that. Oh yeah, and also don't forget that anyone with an ounce of a brain cell will begin all summertime runs in Texas before 8:00 AM.
Have a great week everyone.
Then at mile 40, we hung out at Starbucks for about 30 minutes, solved several problems, then leisurely pedaled home. Really enjoyed both the workout aspect of the ride, but more importantly, being on the road with some of our group for the first time in several weeks.....heck, since the MS150 in April.
Then today came, and I still had to get my run in . The calendar calls for "55 minutes". Well, with my wife and boys out of town, I naturally slept in. By the time I finished my "pre-run" breakfast, and read through the paper, the morning clouds had given way to unrelenting sunshine, and 90+ temp, with relative humidity pushing 80%. Typical Southeast Texas in late July.
And typical for boneheaded runners who wait until 10:30 AM to get their run in. I gave passing thought to going to the gym and hitting the treadmill.....but that didn't sound all that wonderful, plus, my dog would never forgive me. Not to mention that it is certain to be this hot, or hotter in Austin on 9/3. So I downloaded a couple of new songs for the playlist, and hit the road.
I typically drop the dog off after a 1 1/2 mile loop around the neighborhood, and she was ready to be dropped off today. Felt pretty good at that point. Sucked down some water, and got back on the road. Was running pretty good until the 3.89 mile (yes, I have a GPS) mark. Took a little walk break there and grabbed some water from my Amphipod water belt, but never could ramp it back up.
Maybe it was the ride the day before. Maybe it was the heat. Maybe it was just "one of those days." But, here came those thoughts again......."how the heck am I going to perform well in Austin if I can't even run a lousy stand-alone 10K without struggling?" "How the hell did I ever run a marathon for crying out loud?" Complete an Ironman? HAH!"......and so on and so on.
Then, I calmed down, reminded myself that training runs are always harder than the event itself. The Marathon was the culmination of a dedicated 18 week plan, and I always struggled on the long runs over 15 miles. But on race day, I performed better than I expected.
I continued talking to myself (remember, family is out of town, and the dog and I have run out of things to talk about): Relax, dude. You'll be ready for Austin, and when the time comes, you'll be ready for Couer d'Alene. This is July 2007. CDA is in June 2008. The real "training" doesn't even begin for months. These next few months are for maintaining a base while having fun. That's why you rode with friends on Saturday, as opposed to hammering out 70 minutes on a "training ride".
Don't forget that. Oh yeah, and also don't forget that anyone with an ounce of a brain cell will begin all summertime runs in Texas before 8:00 AM.
Have a great week everyone.
Monday, July 16, 2007
103 wet, flat, hot, lonely miles.......
.......whew. 103 miles is a long way. On a non-tri specific road bike. Not drafting or riding with anyone. Especially when there are thunderstorms during the first hour, and a 93 degree steambath for the remainder.
And the flatness. Good lord......endless stretches of flat farm roads begin to look like gentle inclines after about 40 miles.
Strange thoughts invade the mind after 60 miles. The last song I heard before getting out of the car? Pink's "U and U'r Hand"........hey, wait a second.........I get it........."....just you and your hand tonight...." Clever. Why the hell am I thinking of the meaning of the lyrics of a song by someone named Pink.......and doesn't she actually spell her name "P!nk"....what the hell is that all about.....
80 miles is obviously the "someone lit my ass on fire" point.
Riding endless flat roads sucks. I need rolling hills. The benefit of the descent far outweighs the price of the ascent, IMO.
Discouragingly slow. Stopped too often. 6 hours and 25 minutes to ride 103 miles. Not great. Not good. Heck, downright tortise-like.
Blood stained jersey in the chest area (can't bring myself to type "nipple") that I didn't notice until after the ride was kind of cool.
Must. Train. Harder.
The double meat Belt Buster at Dairy Queen (for those outside the jursidiction of Dairy Queen, that's a double meat and cheese burger) following the ride was beyond outstanding.
More later.
And the flatness. Good lord......endless stretches of flat farm roads begin to look like gentle inclines after about 40 miles.
Strange thoughts invade the mind after 60 miles. The last song I heard before getting out of the car? Pink's "U and U'r Hand"........hey, wait a second.........I get it........."....just you and your hand tonight...." Clever. Why the hell am I thinking of the meaning of the lyrics of a song by someone named Pink.......and doesn't she actually spell her name "P!nk"....what the hell is that all about.....
80 miles is obviously the "someone lit my ass on fire" point.
Riding endless flat roads sucks. I need rolling hills. The benefit of the descent far outweighs the price of the ascent, IMO.
Discouragingly slow. Stopped too often. 6 hours and 25 minutes to ride 103 miles. Not great. Not good. Heck, downright tortise-like.
Blood stained jersey in the chest area (can't bring myself to type "nipple") that I didn't notice until after the ride was kind of cool.
Must. Train. Harder.
The double meat Belt Buster at Dairy Queen (for those outside the jursidiction of Dairy Queen, that's a double meat and cheese burger) following the ride was beyond outstanding.
More later.
Friday, July 13, 2007
Are kayaks legal in triathlons?
The Austin Triathlon (1500M/40K/10K) is still 6 weeks away (Sept. 3), but with all of the rain that hit Central Texas the last couple of weeks, here is what usually serene Town Lake (site of the swim) looked like earlier this week:
Town Lake is actually a section of the Colorado River that runs through downtown Austin, and the river is controlled by as series of dams, so I presume that we will see significant subsidence....but until then, I'll just hope that the make it a down-current point to point swim!
We've had excellent (although HOT) weather here in Southeast Texas all week, and I've been able to get out an run and ride some of my old routes for the first time in about a month. And after getting in two Pilates classes and 4 physical therapy sessions, the back is as near 100% as it can be for a 40 year old supposed triathlete. Thursday was the highpoint so far with my first brick workout of this summer, which consisted of a brutal 6:00 AM Spin Class followed by a surprisingly comfortable (weather-wise) 3.5 mile run. Despite being indoors for the Spin and the relatively cool.........well, not scorching.......I still sweated buckets. I've got to get a better handle on hydration. I did a pretty good job in that department training for the Austin Marathon, but that was during the winter.
We've had excellent (although HOT) weather here in Southeast Texas all week, and I've been able to get out an run and ride some of my old routes for the first time in about a month. And after getting in two Pilates classes and 4 physical therapy sessions, the back is as near 100% as it can be for a 40 year old supposed triathlete. Thursday was the highpoint so far with my first brick workout of this summer, which consisted of a brutal 6:00 AM Spin Class followed by a surprisingly comfortable (weather-wise) 3.5 mile run. Despite being indoors for the Spin and the relatively cool.........well, not scorching.......I still sweated buckets. I've got to get a better handle on hydration. I did a pretty good job in that department training for the Austin Marathon, but that was during the winter.
Maybe I need to search the triathlon blogosphere for recommended electrolyte supplements. Anyone?
So this should be a big weekend. My schedule calls for a 5.5 mile run Saturday, and a 30 mile ride, but there is a 100 mile ride west of Houston (called the Katy Flatlands) that I've been itching to do, so I'll probably make it over there for that early Sunday morning.
So this should be a big weekend. My schedule calls for a 5.5 mile run Saturday, and a 30 mile ride, but there is a 100 mile ride west of Houston (called the Katy Flatlands) that I've been itching to do, so I'll probably make it over there for that early Sunday morning.
Although it is not a race, I am hoping that the ride will give me some insight as to where I am as a cyclist. I am going to try to ride it "alone" (that is, avoid drafting) and minimize stops, and see what my overall time is for the 100 miles. But I'm damn sure not going to hop off and start running afterwards. I'm not near ready for that yet.
Hope everyone has a weekend full of running, biking and swimming, or, if you're taking the weekend "off", by all means enjoy that too.
Later.
Monday, July 9, 2007
Ode to Pilates
Thank you Joseph Pilates......and to the good folks at my gym. Being the 40 year old non-endurance athlete than I am, it isn't surprising that over the past several weeks, my lower back has gone from "occasionally stiff" to "constantly sore" to the "Holy Crap What Was That?!?" on Saturday night, when I reached for a CD on a shelf at the beach house.
First, the obligatory weekend report......The weather was beautiful, but the deluge of rain that occurred through Friday afternoon really altered the beach terrain, and resulted in a couple of very interesting and challenging couple of 4 mile runs. The several inches of rain that collected in the dunes caused several washouts, about a 1/2 mile apart. Each was about 3 feet deep, and all had deep running water in them. Moreover, the wet sand and seaweed created a very unstable run surface......and of course there was the persistent 15 mph wind.
During each run, I had visions of the "steeple chase" run where runners are hurdling barricades and running through water. Because of the conditions, I am going to take the liberty of adding 20% to each run due to the added difficulty......not that anyone is counting, but I'm doing it anyway.
Now to the back......when I reached for that CD, I froze and winced so bad, that my 9 year old proclaimed to all his friends he was playing hide-and-seek with that "Daddy threw out his back!!!" Actually it wasn't crippling, but it was a warning sign.
I went to the doctor this morning for an X-ray, and the unofficial diagnosis is that I am a little out of whack.......nothing serious, but it needs attention in the form of therapy, etc.
So I got to thinking, with the family out of town, and nothing to do tonight, maybe I would stop in the Pilates Class at my gym this evening. All I can say is why the hell haven't I done this before? I am sure I'm not telling anyone something they don't already know, but just in case, trust me on this guys.......the Pilates program was invented for folks like us. I am going to commit to making at least one class per week, and will also incorporate many of the things I learned into my post run/bike stretching routine.
Check it out if you haven't. You don't know what you are missing. Assuming the benefits I feel after a single class aren't a fluke, you'll be glad you did.
First, the obligatory weekend report......The weather was beautiful, but the deluge of rain that occurred through Friday afternoon really altered the beach terrain, and resulted in a couple of very interesting and challenging couple of 4 mile runs. The several inches of rain that collected in the dunes caused several washouts, about a 1/2 mile apart. Each was about 3 feet deep, and all had deep running water in them. Moreover, the wet sand and seaweed created a very unstable run surface......and of course there was the persistent 15 mph wind.
During each run, I had visions of the "steeple chase" run where runners are hurdling barricades and running through water. Because of the conditions, I am going to take the liberty of adding 20% to each run due to the added difficulty......not that anyone is counting, but I'm doing it anyway.
Now to the back......when I reached for that CD, I froze and winced so bad, that my 9 year old proclaimed to all his friends he was playing hide-and-seek with that "Daddy threw out his back!!!" Actually it wasn't crippling, but it was a warning sign.
I went to the doctor this morning for an X-ray, and the unofficial diagnosis is that I am a little out of whack.......nothing serious, but it needs attention in the form of therapy, etc.
So I got to thinking, with the family out of town, and nothing to do tonight, maybe I would stop in the Pilates Class at my gym this evening. All I can say is why the hell haven't I done this before? I am sure I'm not telling anyone something they don't already know, but just in case, trust me on this guys.......the Pilates program was invented for folks like us. I am going to commit to making at least one class per week, and will also incorporate many of the things I learned into my post run/bike stretching routine.
Check it out if you haven't. You don't know what you are missing. Assuming the benefits I feel after a single class aren't a fluke, you'll be glad you did.
Friday, July 6, 2007
Off to the Beach....Have a Great Weekend
[radar image delted]
Well, there appears to be a small hole in the clouds right above our place a the beach. You can't see it very well, but we are just above the "GLS" on the Texas coast. Believe it or not, this is the least amount of rain we've seen on the radar in quite some time.
Well, there appears to be a small hole in the clouds right above our place a the beach. You can't see it very well, but we are just above the "GLS" on the Texas coast. Believe it or not, this is the least amount of rain we've seen on the radar in quite some time.
Looking forward to a Beach Run each of the next mornings. Every one of my workouts this week has been indoors, and I'm ready for some fresh air! Hope everyone has a safe and active weekend. Talk to you next week.
Scott C.
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
A Soggy July 4th........
Its raining in Southeast Texas this morning. That has pretty much been the story all summer, and it has caused the bike to stay in the garage. We had planned a 50 mile loop ride through the county roads west of town this morning, but I just don't want to have to mess with (a) the wet roads and (b) the bike maintenance that would be required afterward.
My next event is the Labor Day Austin Triathlon, which is a 1500M Swim/40K Bike/10K Run. Because of our wet summer, and partly because I am more comfortable on the bike than in the water or on the hoof, I am in danger of taking the bike for granted, so I really need to get some miles under my belt.
In that vain, yesterday I borrowed a bicycle trainer from one of my partners, who is a big cyclist, but absolutely loathes the idea of stationary training. I probably won't enjoy it much either, but I guess it is a necessary evil as it will be the only option for logging miles more often than not. That and my Thursday AM Spin class that has become a "can't miss" feature of my weekly routine thanks to the outstanding instructor.
Hmmmmm, I did get a good short run in on Monday, and a quality Spin class yesterday......and my training schedule does say that today is a "rest" day..........so maybe I'll just lay low today. I hope that you find better weather wherever you are and that you are able to have an active, fun and safe 4th of July. I'll let y'all know how the maiden voyage on the trainer turns out. Hey, at least I won't have to dodge stray dogs!
My next event is the Labor Day Austin Triathlon, which is a 1500M Swim/40K Bike/10K Run. Because of our wet summer, and partly because I am more comfortable on the bike than in the water or on the hoof, I am in danger of taking the bike for granted, so I really need to get some miles under my belt.
In that vain, yesterday I borrowed a bicycle trainer from one of my partners, who is a big cyclist, but absolutely loathes the idea of stationary training. I probably won't enjoy it much either, but I guess it is a necessary evil as it will be the only option for logging miles more often than not. That and my Thursday AM Spin class that has become a "can't miss" feature of my weekly routine thanks to the outstanding instructor.
Hmmmmm, I did get a good short run in on Monday, and a quality Spin class yesterday......and my training schedule does say that today is a "rest" day..........so maybe I'll just lay low today. I hope that you find better weather wherever you are and that you are able to have an active, fun and safe 4th of July. I'll let y'all know how the maiden voyage on the trainer turns out. Hey, at least I won't have to dodge stray dogs!
Monday, July 2, 2007
Hello out there..........
OK, here it goes. The very uncerimonious launch of my very own little blog. I thought I would create my own little bit of space here to occassionally post an update on my progress toward Coeur d'Alene 2008.
For the 99% of you that have no clue what or where Coeur d'Alene is, it is a lake community in Idaho (about 50 miles East of Spokane, Wa.) that hosts one of the 6 official Ironman Triathlon competitions conducted in the continental United States, and being the "wannabe" that I am, I signed up for it. June 22, 2008. What the heck, I've got the better part of a year to get ready.
So the purpose of this blog (not much unlike my decision to try and do an Ironman) is selfish. I figure if I commit myself to posting info about my workouts, etc. on a blog, then I'll be more vigilant about keeping up with the workout regimen that will be required if I am going to pull this off. After all, I'd hate to let down the literal ones (I almost said "dozens", but didn't want to be presumptuous) of you that are reading these entries. So take heart.....you are my inspiration!
Well, that's enough useless information for one post. Thanks for checking in.
Scott
For the 99% of you that have no clue what or where Coeur d'Alene is, it is a lake community in Idaho (about 50 miles East of Spokane, Wa.) that hosts one of the 6 official Ironman Triathlon competitions conducted in the continental United States, and being the "wannabe" that I am, I signed up for it. June 22, 2008. What the heck, I've got the better part of a year to get ready.
So the purpose of this blog (not much unlike my decision to try and do an Ironman) is selfish. I figure if I commit myself to posting info about my workouts, etc. on a blog, then I'll be more vigilant about keeping up with the workout regimen that will be required if I am going to pull this off. After all, I'd hate to let down the literal ones (I almost said "dozens", but didn't want to be presumptuous) of you that are reading these entries. So take heart.....you are my inspiration!
Well, that's enough useless information for one post. Thanks for checking in.
Scott
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