Day two started early with a bike ride at 5:00am. Based on the lessons I learned from the clavicle incident, I decided that it was not wise to hit the road at this time of the morning. This meant for a long, boring ride on the dreaded trainer. I really hate riding on the trainer. In the future, I'm going to effort to adjust my schedule to ride during daylight hours, but today I had an early meeting, so it was unavoidable. It was a huge struggle to get out of the bed and make it downstairs and the temptation to say "Screw it, I'm going back to bed," was strong.
It is very clear at this point that my ability to discipline myself to hit all of my early morning workouts will determine how successful I'm going to be in this effort. Today was a win, even if it was miserable. This is an important lesson to remember: you don't have to enjoy something to do it successfully. You just have to realize that the prize outweighs the sacrifice. If I can't convince myself of this on a daily basis, I'll never complete 119 more days of training. Maybe I need to get a tattoo or something as a reminder. Hmmm....
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Monday, December 21, 2009
Day 1 of 20 Week Half-Iron Training Plan
Today is day one of my twenty week training plan that ends with the Half-Ironman Florida on May 8, 2010. I started out well with a 1000m swim this morning. I've got a busy afternoon, so it's going to be a challenge to work in my 45 minute run this evening.
Overall, my training plan will be 20 week for a total of 289 hours of training. Let's hope it's enough.
Afternoon Update:
Day 1 finished as a success as I did complete my afternoon run. The schedule called for a 40 minute easy run, which I finished, completing 3.5 miles. I was interested to see how this would pan out since afternoons have been busy with a 3 month old at home. All three of us went to the weight room together to exercise (baby boy slept through the event). The goal is to omplete all scheduled workouts, with the exception of Christmas day, when I plan to be lazy and eat like a pig.
Overall, my training plan will be 20 week for a total of 289 hours of training. Let's hope it's enough.
Afternoon Update:
Day 1 finished as a success as I did complete my afternoon run. The schedule called for a 40 minute easy run, which I finished, completing 3.5 miles. I was interested to see how this would pan out since afternoons have been busy with a 3 month old at home. All three of us went to the weight room together to exercise (baby boy slept through the event). The goal is to omplete all scheduled workouts, with the exception of Christmas day, when I plan to be lazy and eat like a pig.
Back in Action!
Okay...it's been a while since I've posted, but that's because it's been a while since I've done anything. I am finally fully recovered from a clavicle break after wrecking my bike.
Actually, it was my very first ride on my brand new Cervelo P1 triathlon bike. Luckily, the bike was not damaged as my body absorbed most of the impact. I learned three things:
1.) Riding at 5:00 in the morning when it's very dark: Bad Idea.
2.) Not seeing a water puddle (see item 1) and riding through it at 30mph = hydro-plane incident.
3.) Broken clavicles hurt.
After surgery, my 4-piece clavicle was reunited via plates, screws, bolts, and synthetic bone grafts. It was a struggle at first, as my surgery came one week before my baby boy did, but I managed to still hold him without too much difficulty.
Now, I'm healed and back on the bike, the road, and in the pool. If it weren't for the gigantic scar on my shoulder, you wouldn't even be able to tell. Onward and upward.
Actually, it was my very first ride on my brand new Cervelo P1 triathlon bike. Luckily, the bike was not damaged as my body absorbed most of the impact. I learned three things:
1.) Riding at 5:00 in the morning when it's very dark: Bad Idea.
2.) Not seeing a water puddle (see item 1) and riding through it at 30mph = hydro-plane incident.
3.) Broken clavicles hurt.
After surgery, my 4-piece clavicle was reunited via plates, screws, bolts, and synthetic bone grafts. It was a struggle at first, as my surgery came one week before my baby boy did, but I managed to still hold him without too much difficulty.
Now, I'm healed and back on the bike, the road, and in the pool. If it weren't for the gigantic scar on my shoulder, you wouldn't even be able to tell. Onward and upward.
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