Sick of the trainer and pool, going with Ace's pheasant chasin' workout tomorrow. Wish us (me and Chewy) luck.
Friday, October 26, 2007
Experimental Training Program P. 2
Sick of the trainer and pool, going with Ace's pheasant chasin' workout tomorrow. Wish us (me and Chewy) luck.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Happy Hour Strategy Session
Alright team I've got the 2007 Ironman Madison and BT World Championship saved on my DVR. When do we want to get together and check them out? Does tomorrow (Thurs. 10/25) or next Tues, Wed. or Thurs. work?
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Miscellaneous... Check out these videos.
This guy took video of the swim, bike, and run courses. They are pretty long, so look at them when you have a free hour or two (which is around 2-4am around these parts.) I started them but haven't watched them fully, will when we are closer to game day.
1. Looking at a easy ride for about 90 minutes (or 60 minute run) next Sunday for those who are interested. I will just put it out there from now on, and if someone is up for it great, if not, so be it.
2. For those interested, P2 is going OK, it is really hard right now, there are 3 sessions a week, and consist of either run- bike-run or bike, but with many hills, stairs, etc. I missed this week cause I was out of town, tried to replicate in DC, and it really hurt on Saturday.
3. Does anyone have Trail running shoes? Does anyone use them in the winter when it is icy/slippery? Thoughts on this controversial subject?
4. Nice job getting the trainer Slim, welcome to our world. If I were you, this is what I would do. First, go over to Mills Fleet and pick up a cow mat, it is a thick rubber surface that would protect your carpet (it is the poor mans weightlifting floor) Two, put it right downstairs in front of your flat screen, wait until the kids are to bed, and hit it for an hour (or in the morning).
5. Vikings, Gophers, Timberwolves, Gopher hockey. What do they all have in common? They should be looking for new coaches.
6. Ace should be hitting taper right about now, remember, taper means same intensity, just less miles. (Tip brought to you from Coach Speed Demon)
7. Cronz was telling me that he does some drills in the pool. Does anyone else have any drills they do? Gilbs, did you have a preference on the Swim Coach, are you interested?
1. Looking at a easy ride for about 90 minutes (or 60 minute run) next Sunday for those who are interested. I will just put it out there from now on, and if someone is up for it great, if not, so be it.
2. For those interested, P2 is going OK, it is really hard right now, there are 3 sessions a week, and consist of either run- bike-run or bike, but with many hills, stairs, etc. I missed this week cause I was out of town, tried to replicate in DC, and it really hurt on Saturday.
3. Does anyone have Trail running shoes? Does anyone use them in the winter when it is icy/slippery? Thoughts on this controversial subject?
4. Nice job getting the trainer Slim, welcome to our world. If I were you, this is what I would do. First, go over to Mills Fleet and pick up a cow mat, it is a thick rubber surface that would protect your carpet (it is the poor mans weightlifting floor) Two, put it right downstairs in front of your flat screen, wait until the kids are to bed, and hit it for an hour (or in the morning).
5. Vikings, Gophers, Timberwolves, Gopher hockey. What do they all have in common? They should be looking for new coaches.
6. Ace should be hitting taper right about now, remember, taper means same intensity, just less miles. (Tip brought to you from Coach Speed Demon)
7. Cronz was telling me that he does some drills in the pool. Does anyone else have any drills they do? Gilbs, did you have a preference on the Swim Coach, are you interested?
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Unilateral breathing preventing swimmer's shoulder.
Dudes,
I was going to post something on swimmer's shoulder because I've been a little sore lately (see link if you want), but in the vein of humor (holla at ya slim) and since I'm about 3 drinks into it right now, I'm going to post a funny e-mail I sent to some freinds this morning detailing my night last night, and morning. Click the link if you want to read about swimmer's shoulder, but read on if you want to hear what I've been up to the last day or so....
BG
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Sent at 8:55am, Thursday, 10/18/07....
OMG, check out my last 24……actually 21.5 hours…..
So last night, I get a call from Tracy at about 5:10 at my desk (I usually leave between 5 and 5:15), and meet the girls at home. She has blown a tire, and is sitting in the Ridgedale parking lot. I tell her that I will go pick up the kids, and that she should go to Big Bowl, and have a glass of wine, and wait for us. So, not a big deal. It was raining out pretty hard at this point, but it only took me about ½ hour to get the kids, and meet her at Big Bowl. We do dinner, and then I go out to change the tire. I am thinking that this will take me about 20 minutes…….terrible estimate. I decide to change into my workout clothes I have in my bag, because I think that changing a tire in my work clothes is dumb, especially in the rain. It ends up taking me close to an hour to jack this mo fo up, change the tire, and get all the shit back in the car. Visual**** Bryan in a white t-shirs and running tights, and running shoes, laying on the ground in the rain FOR ONE HOUR jacking up the family truckster. Nice. I am surprised, but not entirely, that nobody stopped to even ask if I had everything I needed. More surprised actually, that mall security didn’t come out and give me a ticket for indecency.
So, soaked, I go home. Thankfully, there is a Chrysler dealership 3 blocks from my house, so I go home, kiss the wife and kids, and head out to the dealership to get a new tire. I’m thinking 100-150$ max, right? Terrible estimate. $325 later, I walk out of the dealership with a new P235/6517R. For those that don’t know, the Chrysler Pacifica has 17 inch wheels – translation – hella expensive to replace.
So, go home right – Clara has thrown up in her crib. For the next 4-5 hours, get up virtually every hour because she is either crying or gaging. At one point (about 2:30 in the AM), I wake up in the chair, rocking her, and can’t remember getting up. I must have….but still don’t remember. Must be a reflex. Go back to bed at about 3:00. Wake up at 4:00, because tracy has got up with her, and is calling me from the other room. I walk in, and tracy is holding her legs up in the air, and there is an extraordinary amount of poop all over the changing table. So, I hold clara’s legs up in the air, while tracy cleans all the poop off of her legs / butt / changing table. I think that she will go back to sleep, but all she wants to do is play now. Struggle with her for the next hour and ½, and finally give up at about 5:30 when Tracy gets up.
Normal morning routine – give the kids breakfast, get clothes on, put ponies in Emma’s hair. Feel like a bad dad, because I plunked clara in the exersaucer, and turned on cartoons, while I sat next to her, and finished Emma’s ponies.
Finally, get to loading everyone up. Go outside, and it is pouring like crazy. Get Clara in the car, while Emma watches from the house. Get moderately soaked. Run back to grab Emma, who promptly runs away from me, laughing like crazy. She has taken off her shoes and socks. Mind you, Clara is sitting in an unlocked car in my driveway. Check to make sure that nobody is stealing Clara. Run back outside. Lock the car to make sure. Run back inside and corral my crazy little laugher with again no socks and shoes on. Pick her up finally, and get her into the car. It is pouring harder now, and in the mix, I’ve forgotten to put on my raincoat. Emma gets in her carseat, and won’t let me buckle her in for about 20 seconds, in which time, I get completely soaked. Run back in the house, grab my raincoat (really wondering what the point is now), and get in the car. This is what I hear: “Daddy, I need a cheerios snack!!!!” I try to reason with her, and she starts crying, because normally, I give her a little cereal in the car on the way. I pull out of the driveway, and try to convince myself to ignore the minor tantrum in the back seat because she has already eaten cereal, banana bread, and juice this morning, and is ultimately the reason I’m soaked to the bone. She calms down after about 2 miles.
Get to daycare, don’t tell the infant teachers that Clara threw up the night before, but do tell her that she did not sleep well at all. They tell me “oh, there has been a bug going around – 4 kids have got it – vomiting and diarrhea.” Nice, so I’ve got that to look forward to I guess.
Anyway, finally got the kids dropped off, and got to drink my coffee on the ride in. I’m probably not going to dry out until noon, which in my estimation is just about the time that daycare will call me to go pick up Clara because she is throwing up and pooping all over.
The thing is, you really have to laugh, because you can’t make it up. And I know that in 25 years, I’ll look back on this, and think these were some of the best days of my life. However, at the moment, I’m soaking wet, and tired as hell.
…..A good 21.5 hours…..
I was going to post something on swimmer's shoulder because I've been a little sore lately (see link if you want), but in the vein of humor (holla at ya slim) and since I'm about 3 drinks into it right now, I'm going to post a funny e-mail I sent to some freinds this morning detailing my night last night, and morning. Click the link if you want to read about swimmer's shoulder, but read on if you want to hear what I've been up to the last day or so....
BG
***********************************************************************************
Sent at 8:55am, Thursday, 10/18/07....
OMG, check out my last 24……actually 21.5 hours…..
So last night, I get a call from Tracy at about 5:10 at my desk (I usually leave between 5 and 5:15), and meet the girls at home. She has blown a tire, and is sitting in the Ridgedale parking lot. I tell her that I will go pick up the kids, and that she should go to Big Bowl, and have a glass of wine, and wait for us. So, not a big deal. It was raining out pretty hard at this point, but it only took me about ½ hour to get the kids, and meet her at Big Bowl. We do dinner, and then I go out to change the tire. I am thinking that this will take me about 20 minutes…….terrible estimate. I decide to change into my workout clothes I have in my bag, because I think that changing a tire in my work clothes is dumb, especially in the rain. It ends up taking me close to an hour to jack this mo fo up, change the tire, and get all the shit back in the car. Visual**** Bryan in a white t-shirs and running tights, and running shoes, laying on the ground in the rain FOR ONE HOUR jacking up the family truckster. Nice. I am surprised, but not entirely, that nobody stopped to even ask if I had everything I needed. More surprised actually, that mall security didn’t come out and give me a ticket for indecency.
So, soaked, I go home. Thankfully, there is a Chrysler dealership 3 blocks from my house, so I go home, kiss the wife and kids, and head out to the dealership to get a new tire. I’m thinking 100-150$ max, right? Terrible estimate. $325 later, I walk out of the dealership with a new P235/6517R. For those that don’t know, the Chrysler Pacifica has 17 inch wheels – translation – hella expensive to replace.
So, go home right – Clara has thrown up in her crib. For the next 4-5 hours, get up virtually every hour because she is either crying or gaging. At one point (about 2:30 in the AM), I wake up in the chair, rocking her, and can’t remember getting up. I must have….but still don’t remember. Must be a reflex. Go back to bed at about 3:00. Wake up at 4:00, because tracy has got up with her, and is calling me from the other room. I walk in, and tracy is holding her legs up in the air, and there is an extraordinary amount of poop all over the changing table. So, I hold clara’s legs up in the air, while tracy cleans all the poop off of her legs / butt / changing table. I think that she will go back to sleep, but all she wants to do is play now. Struggle with her for the next hour and ½, and finally give up at about 5:30 when Tracy gets up.
Normal morning routine – give the kids breakfast, get clothes on, put ponies in Emma’s hair. Feel like a bad dad, because I plunked clara in the exersaucer, and turned on cartoons, while I sat next to her, and finished Emma’s ponies.
Finally, get to loading everyone up. Go outside, and it is pouring like crazy. Get Clara in the car, while Emma watches from the house. Get moderately soaked. Run back to grab Emma, who promptly runs away from me, laughing like crazy. She has taken off her shoes and socks. Mind you, Clara is sitting in an unlocked car in my driveway. Check to make sure that nobody is stealing Clara. Run back outside. Lock the car to make sure. Run back inside and corral my crazy little laugher with again no socks and shoes on. Pick her up finally, and get her into the car. It is pouring harder now, and in the mix, I’ve forgotten to put on my raincoat. Emma gets in her carseat, and won’t let me buckle her in for about 20 seconds, in which time, I get completely soaked. Run back in the house, grab my raincoat (really wondering what the point is now), and get in the car. This is what I hear: “Daddy, I need a cheerios snack!!!!” I try to reason with her, and she starts crying, because normally, I give her a little cereal in the car on the way. I pull out of the driveway, and try to convince myself to ignore the minor tantrum in the back seat because she has already eaten cereal, banana bread, and juice this morning, and is ultimately the reason I’m soaked to the bone. She calms down after about 2 miles.
Get to daycare, don’t tell the infant teachers that Clara threw up the night before, but do tell her that she did not sleep well at all. They tell me “oh, there has been a bug going around – 4 kids have got it – vomiting and diarrhea.” Nice, so I’ve got that to look forward to I guess.
Anyway, finally got the kids dropped off, and got to drink my coffee on the ride in. I’m probably not going to dry out until noon, which in my estimation is just about the time that daycare will call me to go pick up Clara because she is throwing up and pooping all over.
The thing is, you really have to laugh, because you can’t make it up. And I know that in 25 years, I’ll look back on this, and think these were some of the best days of my life. However, at the moment, I’m soaking wet, and tired as hell.
…..A good 21.5 hours…..
The Old Switcheroo!?!
Has this ever happened to you?
The last two times I have bought running shoes (different stores, Running Room Woodbury and Run n' Fun) I have experienced a customer service quirk. I ask the person if I can try "these," (Nike Air Zoom Vomero 2, both times) in a 10.5. They say sure, go to the back, and return with the shoes in a different color than the one I pulled from the wall.
Is this some type of secret test?
Like, if I say, "um yeah these, but do you have the blue ones?" they are going to snatch back the shoes, call me a poser for caring about something other than arch support and send me to FootLocker amidst a roar of laughter.
Anyway, next time we run together don't ask me if I have jumped on the Cleveland Cavalier bandwagon. I just ended up with the magenta and gold because I didn't want to blow it.
The last two times I have bought running shoes (different stores, Running Room Woodbury and Run n' Fun) I have experienced a customer service quirk. I ask the person if I can try "these," (Nike Air Zoom Vomero 2, both times) in a 10.5. They say sure, go to the back, and return with the shoes in a different color than the one I pulled from the wall.
Is this some type of secret test?
Like, if I say, "um yeah these, but do you have the blue ones?" they are going to snatch back the shoes, call me a poser for caring about something other than arch support and send me to FootLocker amidst a roar of laughter.
Anyway, next time we run together don't ask me if I have jumped on the Cleveland Cavalier bandwagon. I just ended up with the magenta and gold because I didn't want to blow it.
Monday, October 15, 2007
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Experiemental Training Program
I'll be doing "chase the pheasant" repeats this weekend in North Dakota. I hope to combined this program with some road side running workouts. Any thoughts on nutrition?
I know none of you care (maybe Ace),
BUT THE SEASON HAS BEGUN! Can you remind me again why I live here?
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Day 1
I know you are all dying to know what my first day of training was comprised of. Basically, go run stairs for 80 minutes and you will do the same workout. It was fun though, running around DT St Paul at night. Met Gilb's brother in law, nice guy. I was floored by the number of people there that ran the marathon on Sunday and were up for a stair workout on Tuesday, nuts.
Monday, October 8, 2007
Swim lessons?
I know I have talked to Cronz and Slim about this, but this guy is a Total Immersion coach in MPLS. His masters program doesn't fit my schedule, but this private lessons deal I think would be good to get some drills to ensure that our stroke is most efficient on game day. I was thinking about getting this rolling sometime in the winter, wondering what you guys think about it? Check out his website and let me know what you guys think, if all four of us did it I think it would be about $85/person.
Ace should really look at doing this socialogy experiment
I think it would be awesome for Ace to show up in Philly with a mustache, knee high tube socks, headband, short shorts, and a iron-on ring t-shirt.
And yes, Ace, I think pure marathon training hurts much more than the triathlon training. My one suggestion that helped me last year was to replace your easy days of running with biking or swimming. I think you need active recovery, but I don't believe that you need to do it running. That helped me save my legs for the long and hard runs.
I know that it may be controversial, but my belief is who cares what your easy days are, just move your body for 30-60 minutes, and you will get the same benefit that easy runs do.
JPK
Sunday, October 7, 2007
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
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