It’s been over a year since I posted anything to my blog. Why? Well, I think we can all agree that 2016 just sucked as a year, and it was really hard to find mojo and time to train let alone write about lack of training. Not only did 2016 suck nationally, it was a mixed fruit cake of pain personally as well. A quick recap is necessary.
1. Finished residency, again.
2. Moved into my dream home, complete with dream pain “cave.”
3. Work is more invigorating that ever.
1. Death and grief surrounded me multiple times.
2. Politics, WTF.
3. Guns shooting people.
4. People shooting guns.
5. David Bowie
7. Again, David Bowie.
But, here we are, in mid January 2017, and it is time for a serious reboot. Southwestern style. Complete with tons of avocados. 50 pounds ago, my biggest impetus for healthy living success was putting an X on the calendar. So, have belly flopped forward and signed up for Ironman Arizona. Including plane tickets and hotel. That’s right. Ironman Arizona is going to happen with more certainty than 2017 being the most politically controversial year in modern history.
So where is the Ironvan now? Back at the beggining. If my performance at Boise 2014 was my Star Wars Rogue One, then I’m way back in the land of Jar Jar Binks. And we all know how much that sucked. I’m running about 25 miles a week, including a reoccurring long run of 13 miles weekly. Swimming about 5000y a week with long jaunts of 2500y right now. And cycling a bunch.
Which I got to tangent to. Zwift is pretty much my dream come true. The only thing that could be better in my cycling life is if AC/DC was playing live in my pain cave. I love video games and I love riding indoors, so Zwift makes more sense than Anna Kendrick being the spokeswoman for red solo cups. Plus, the addition of virtual racing is more motivating than a steroid scrotal patch. So I hear. Anyway, here I am with a few 200 fellow online riders. Best thing; none of them will judge me based on my cycling socks.
2017 heralds two big differences than my past Ironmn sacrifices. First, I am focusing on training smart and not just following a generic plan blindly. I have a good idea at this point what it takes to bring my body to optimal, so I am rolling with it. Second, anyone who has ever read this blog in the past know that I am a prolific home brewer and craft beer lover. It seems my liver has a sense or irony because for some reason, I find it hard to drink much beer these days. It’s like my body has developed a sort of allergy to beer. So I ended up cutting back extensively; it will be interesting to see how this affects my performance. And yeah, I’ve seen those posts about beer being a great recovery drink. Sure, maybe, but I can also find studies showing cocaine really improves interval performance. Everything in moderation. Except cocaine. Don’t get me wrong, I’m no teatotaler either; I can drink single malt scotch or wine like the Rat Pack…all together.
Well, I guess there is one other big change. I now have a great running partner, with not only two great legs, but four. My family and I adopted a rescue dog from an incredible local shelter and the experience has been incredible. Best yet, she loves to run. As much as I enjoy riding inside, the dog is making me love running outside. I just can’t wait until I can run outside without a snow plow strapped to my waist.
So folks, I’m rebooted. I’m back in the game and ready to perform. Come along for the fun and runs!