Merry Christmas to everyone who reads my weekly rambles as I head towards another milestone in my journey to Ironman Frankfurt (188 days) and beyond (Grand2Grand in 2017). Christmas has come and gone and I had a wonderful time with my family. Over the holiday period I will continue training but I won't be working so I'll get more time to refuel and rest.
In the last week I've been training hard and the results are starting to show. Most pleasing is the increase in my strength is showing on the tougher sessions allowing me to perform better. There have been some bum and brain numbing sessions on the turbo however as I can see results, I can put up with this discomfort and it's only temporary anyway.
People often as me what "mad" challenge I am up to but those are people who don't train for ironman. If they did they would consider what I and many people like me do is relatively normal. No one I train with thinks this is an impossible task. They all have a desire to complete it as best they can and the 6 days a week training is what gets them to the start line, hopefully.
The highlight of my week, from a training perspective, was running today in the sunshine in Chatelherault Country Park with friends. The sun was streaking through the forrest and created these amazingly long shadows. I'll carry that image in my head forever. We've past the shortest day so over the coming months we will have more daylight which I can't wait for. 5.30am training is hard enough in the dark and cold so a little bit of light would bring a smile to my face. In the meatime I am going to take advantage of the days when we have long shadows and be greatful for everything I have in my life. Speak to you again in 2016. Here's to a happy, healthy and prosperous new year - and a few PBs (personal bests) as well!
Sunday, 27 December 2015
Sunday, 20 December 2015
May the force be with you!
It's been a big week in the cinema with many adults reliving their youth and some are even introducing their kids to Start Wars! It's breaking box office records and Santa will be well stocked up with lightsabers. Stragely it has inspired me in my training this week as I have thought about "the force" within that drives me on.
Every training session is carefully mapped out with targets such as heart rate, cadence whether it be my legs when cycling or my arms when swimming. But it's the force that keeps you going when it gets tough. Unusually on Saturday when running in Chatelherault, the force left me at the end! I'd ran well and at a good pace when we decided to add a little loop on at the end. My breathing became heavy on a couple of hills and with less than half a km to go, I stopped running a walked the rest of the way. This just doesn't happen to me but it was a conscious decision. I'd worked out that the return for the additional pain wasn't worth it - the force wasn't with me.
Today has involved a long swim and a long turbo session and I'm feeling good. The sessions are getting harder and longer and I'm looking forward to training while off during the holidays. I was given the option to train on Christmas day but decided to make it my rest day - really don't think getting into lycra when the relatives are heading over for lunch would be well received by Mrs Claus! What ever your doing on Christmas day, give your loved ones an extra big hug and enjoy this special time with your family and friends.
Tuesday, 15 December 2015
200 days to go!
What a week. So busy that my blog is two days late! I was in London for two days so the training schedule had to be amended. On Tuesday I travelled to London and had the amazing privilege of working out in the All England Lawn Tennis Club (Wimbledon) gym before having dinner there. In the morning I ran in Wimbledon Common but didn't get to meet a womble.
At this time of year the parties are in full swing and I had one on Friday and Saturday night. But I stuck with my schedule with Sunday involving a 2.8k swim followed by a 15k run. That's the longest I have ran since the half marathon in February after which my foot injury flaired up.
We're approaching the year end of our business and it's frantic. This is a challenge we all face and it's been a really tough time. But it does mean when I'm training I can escape from the day to day pressures. My focus is on every stroke in the pool, every revolution of the pedals and every step on the road. Every sessions is one step closer to my goal. When training I carry the picture of the finish line in IM Frankfurt in my head - 200 days to go, and counting!
At this time of year the parties are in full swing and I had one on Friday and Saturday night. But I stuck with my schedule with Sunday involving a 2.8k swim followed by a 15k run. That's the longest I have ran since the half marathon in February after which my foot injury flaired up.
We're approaching the year end of our business and it's frantic. This is a challenge we all face and it's been a really tough time. But it does mean when I'm training I can escape from the day to day pressures. My focus is on every stroke in the pool, every revolution of the pedals and every step on the road. Every sessions is one step closer to my goal. When training I carry the picture of the finish line in IM Frankfurt in my head - 200 days to go, and counting!
Sunday, 6 December 2015
Work, weather and water!
It's been a tough week for a whole host of reasons but trying to combine work and training has proven difficult, especially when you take into account the weather. The plan went "pear shaped" when I travelled down south to run a two day workshop for CEOs. The flight was delayed which meant the run I was going to before I started was deferred to the following day. My day finshed at 1am but I managed my run slipping and sliding in the mud before starting work. However as a result of running my conditioning session was missed. The flight home was horrendous and the pilot earned his pay as he brought the plane down safely. But after 2 days presenting on my feet and getting back at 11pm I was worthless on the Saturday. I could have done a turbo session as the wind was howling at 60mph and the rain pouring down, but I spent most of the day sleeping so I decided to listen to my body. I'm not making excuses, sometimes you have to know when to take a day off.
So this morning I had planned a run and swim with my pals. The weather had brought trees down and at the lowest point we were wading through water up to our knees. But it was good to be back. We then headed off to the pool. I have been working on a new technique which will make me more effecient and faster. However initially it's making me slower and I am having to think hard about every stroke. Any speed I had is gone but I'll get there.
I then went and watched my son run in a competition in the 200 & 400m. Gave his all and the only thing he left on the track was a pile of puke! So a mixed week and next week is no easier from a scheduling point of view. But we've redisigned the programme to cope. Thereafter it will become easier except for the social season fast approaching! But that's for my reports in the future,
So this morning I had planned a run and swim with my pals. The weather had brought trees down and at the lowest point we were wading through water up to our knees. But it was good to be back. We then headed off to the pool. I have been working on a new technique which will make me more effecient and faster. However initially it's making me slower and I am having to think hard about every stroke. Any speed I had is gone but I'll get there.
I then went and watched my son run in a competition in the 200 & 400m. Gave his all and the only thing he left on the track was a pile of puke! So a mixed week and next week is no easier from a scheduling point of view. But we've redisigned the programme to cope. Thereafter it will become easier except for the social season fast approaching! But that's for my reports in the future,
Sunday, 29 November 2015
Garmin watching
Another successful weeks training. I'm really starting to feel the benefit of regular training and enjoying it too. According to my coach today my legs are starting to change shape reflecting the training. Due to the severe weather this weekend I changed my training around. On Saturday I did a long turbo training session which normally would be boring but during the session I had to pay close attention to my heart rate on a regular basis, sometimes every minute. I was also monitoring my cadence (speed of the pedals) and it was a great session - sweated buckets!
On Sunday I had the pleasure of the company of my coach and her husband for a run followed by a swim. The rain was pouring down but I think we got more wet from the feet up! Rivers were running down the paths at Chatelherault and it was pointless to try and stay dry. We then headed off for a swim.
After 200m the bad news was broken to me. I'd been working on my technique, incorrectly. That's the bummer about swimming. You think you are displaying the technique you had been shown the week before, in fact you've worked hard on it all week, only to be told you're not! Gutted so back to square one. Technique, technique, technique. I worked hard and hopefully made some progress but it's not easy.
Next week is another hectic business week so the training has been carefully planned around my work and family life. Back in the pool tomorrow morning and hopefully I will be using the correct technique rather than perfecting the wrong technique!
On Sunday I had the pleasure of the company of my coach and her husband for a run followed by a swim. The rain was pouring down but I think we got more wet from the feet up! Rivers were running down the paths at Chatelherault and it was pointless to try and stay dry. We then headed off for a swim.
After 200m the bad news was broken to me. I'd been working on my technique, incorrectly. That's the bummer about swimming. You think you are displaying the technique you had been shown the week before, in fact you've worked hard on it all week, only to be told you're not! Gutted so back to square one. Technique, technique, technique. I worked hard and hopefully made some progress but it's not easy.
Next week is another hectic business week so the training has been carefully planned around my work and family life. Back in the pool tomorrow morning and hopefully I will be using the correct technique rather than perfecting the wrong technique!
Sunday, 22 November 2015
Ice station zebra
Its bloody baltic out there, hense the title. But more of that later. This week was going to be unusual. My training schedule has been beefed up and I had a busy week at work. As a result I needed to amend the schedule and train 7 days in a row. Not something that will happen very often but needs must. Running mid-week led me to believe I might end up with webbed feet which would be handy for swimming but in the last week I have twice been running in floods which meant the water was over my ankles. I did return to Chatelherault again which is just a joy and the fact it was with a group of triathlete pals made it extra special. We're all at different stages in our training which showed but I'm happy that I've started my Ironman training early and am building slowly under the watchful eye of my coach Genevieve. Every stroke in the pool, revolution of the wheel on the bike and step in the run is measured, analysed and worked on. The results are instantly sent to her and she lets me know if any adjustments are required.
Due to the icy conditions on Saturday I switched the training so I ran rather than going out on the bike. Anticipating the same conditions on Sunday I was going to arrange an indoor turbo session after my swim. I did a 3k swim and worked on my technique - this needs to improve for next year. Then at mid-day I went out for a bike ride in the beautiful sunshine. The sun may have been shining but it was bloody freezing. I had to take it easy and pick my way through the potentially icy patches and by the time I got into the shower I had no feeling in my toes or fingers. I think cycling is going to be moving indoors for the winter with the odd outdoor ride. It's been a great week's training. I've also lost 6 pounds which was required. I don't carry much weight, skinny is a phrase often used, but I don't want to carry unnecessary excess. What is obvious though is that my food intake needs to increase as I need more fuel. Nutrition is an essential part of training and I love the fact that my body tells me what I require" - seriously it does. So a new week approaches but tomorrow's my day off training and I am looking forward to the rest.
Due to the icy conditions on Saturday I switched the training so I ran rather than going out on the bike. Anticipating the same conditions on Sunday I was going to arrange an indoor turbo session after my swim. I did a 3k swim and worked on my technique - this needs to improve for next year. Then at mid-day I went out for a bike ride in the beautiful sunshine. The sun may have been shining but it was bloody freezing. I had to take it easy and pick my way through the potentially icy patches and by the time I got into the shower I had no feeling in my toes or fingers. I think cycling is going to be moving indoors for the winter with the odd outdoor ride. It's been a great week's training. I've also lost 6 pounds which was required. I don't carry much weight, skinny is a phrase often used, but I don't want to carry unnecessary excess. What is obvious though is that my food intake needs to increase as I need more fuel. Nutrition is an essential part of training and I love the fact that my body tells me what I require" - seriously it does. So a new week approaches but tomorrow's my day off training and I am looking forward to the rest.
Sunday, 15 November 2015
Putting things in perspective
Life is never straight forward and death always gives me a shake. But when it is so close to your doorstep (Paris) it really does make you question what is going on all over the world. I'm not going to get political but wanted to express my condolences to those affected (across the world).
So fortunately life continues. The gluppy throat became "man flu" and you know how serious that can be! Unfortunately it meant I had to cancel my training on Monday &Tuesday. I then headed off to Marrakech with my wife for four days of relaxation in the sun with some excellent food and wine. What a wonderful time we had. An amazing cultural experience and I took full advantage of the time to let my body recover. It was just what the doctor ordered and I missed the miserable weather back home.
Today was my first day back training. I went a run at Chatelherault and waded through the floods. The stats were reasonable following 6 days off training so I think the rest did me some good. The weather continues to be terrible but it makes me feel alive when I'm being battered by the elements. My philosophy in life is to worry about what you can control and not what you can't hense the reason I am continuing life as normal. I hope we will all support those affected by terrorism throught the world.
So fortunately life continues. The gluppy throat became "man flu" and you know how serious that can be! Unfortunately it meant I had to cancel my training on Monday &Tuesday. I then headed off to Marrakech with my wife for four days of relaxation in the sun with some excellent food and wine. What a wonderful time we had. An amazing cultural experience and I took full advantage of the time to let my body recover. It was just what the doctor ordered and I missed the miserable weather back home.
Today was my first day back training. I went a run at Chatelherault and waded through the floods. The stats were reasonable following 6 days off training so I think the rest did me some good. The weather continues to be terrible but it makes me feel alive when I'm being battered by the elements. My philosophy in life is to worry about what you can control and not what you can't hense the reason I am continuing life as normal. I hope we will all support those affected by terrorism throught the world.
Sunday, 8 November 2015
Testing times
I could see from my schedule this was going to be a tough week. My coach set a number of "tests" for me to establish certain measures. Two swim sets where I was aiming at consistent times which is easier said than done. On the second one I ended up too fast and inconsistent so I'm redoing that test again. On the turbo we were establishing my threshold and that was a hell of a workout. I was shattered when I slid off the bike having done 65 sweaty minutes.
So come Saturday I was looking forward to the group ride but the forecast didn't look so good - and it was right. I rained heavily the whole ride and mix that with leaves on the roads and crazy car drivers and we really had to be extra careful which slowed our speed down. A car overtook me doing 70 mph just as a car was passing on the other side of the road. He must have missed me by 2 feet. Later on that day I was in a taxi and it turned out he was the car going the other way and had to almost go off the road to allow the idiot to squeeze through. It turns out two others in the group had altercations with cars. I rode the whole ride in a "bubble" to try and block out the miserable conditions. 65km and 2.75 hours later and I climbed into bed to warm up before going in the shower. If this weather continues I'll be training indoors as the risks are too high.
This morning I returned to Chatelherault to run as the forecast was rain and gale force winds. I ran with my pals and as we were only doing one lap we ran "the big hill". Normally I walk this but not today. My heart was bursting out of my chest by the top but I kept going and probably completed my fastest lap. It felt good to be running here again. I felt alive and at one with my surroundings which is a special feeling. However I had noticed a "gloopy" throat when I got up this morning and it now feels like I'm coming down with a cold. I hope this doesn't set back my recently found fitness but if I'm going to get a cold it's as well I get it now.
So come Saturday I was looking forward to the group ride but the forecast didn't look so good - and it was right. I rained heavily the whole ride and mix that with leaves on the roads and crazy car drivers and we really had to be extra careful which slowed our speed down. A car overtook me doing 70 mph just as a car was passing on the other side of the road. He must have missed me by 2 feet. Later on that day I was in a taxi and it turned out he was the car going the other way and had to almost go off the road to allow the idiot to squeeze through. It turns out two others in the group had altercations with cars. I rode the whole ride in a "bubble" to try and block out the miserable conditions. 65km and 2.75 hours later and I climbed into bed to warm up before going in the shower. If this weather continues I'll be training indoors as the risks are too high.
This morning I returned to Chatelherault to run as the forecast was rain and gale force winds. I ran with my pals and as we were only doing one lap we ran "the big hill". Normally I walk this but not today. My heart was bursting out of my chest by the top but I kept going and probably completed my fastest lap. It felt good to be running here again. I felt alive and at one with my surroundings which is a special feeling. However I had noticed a "gloopy" throat when I got up this morning and it now feels like I'm coming down with a cold. I hope this doesn't set back my recently found fitness but if I'm going to get a cold it's as well I get it now.
Sunday, 1 November 2015
Hard work pays off
It's been a good weeks training and with a busy work schedule, 3 events after work, and I've been tired. But having a training programme to focus on and knowing my every move is being monitored I've got through the 11 training sessions.
I met with my coach and we "adjusted" the training schedule with some more emphasis on my weakness and a planned course of action. So the plan is changing and I'm looking forward to it. Saturdays bike ride was wet and windy but I was out with a good bunch of guys (9 ironmen and a cyclist - class group). I did wonder if cycling 65km was a good idea before my 10km race on Sunday but that's what the coach had on the programme so I did it.
This morning was beautiful with the sun shining and I headed up to the startline. It's been a while since I raced (anything) but I was up for it. A few of the competitors were on my radar and my 1st goal was 46-48 minutes as I'd been running 50 min 10kms in training. But my real goal was sub 45 mins. My last 10km race was probably 4 years ago and I did 45:55 having given it everything. 4 years of long distance running doesn't make you faster. But the course was fast (not easy) with 4km downhill start. I lined up with a local legend and asked her for some advice on the race. "Don't kill your legs on the downhill because it then turns uphill and you'll grind to a halt". I followed her advice.
I ignored my watch and just ran as fast as I thought I could maintain but my legs were wondering what the rush was. On the final km I looked at my watch. I had 4:18 to get in under 45 mins. I was not running smoothly and the harder I tried the worse it felt. It was downhill but I knew there was a tough little rise before the finishing straight. I was busting my gut and giving it everything I had. I could hear people shouting encouragement but all I could focus on was the line. As I crossed the line I felt immediately sick and then I was on all fours giving it a dry puke! The medics came across but I gave them the thumbs up and after a minute stood up like a new born girrafe. I checked my garmin which I had stopped the minute I crossed the line - 44:56.7. Result. That was until I got the official time 45:07 - how did that happen. I was gutted until a few hours later someone pointed out my "chip time" was 44:56! I'd done it. There are many people faster than me but in relative terms I pushed my own limits and succeeded. As soon as I got home, before my shower, I had to complete a 30 minute strength session. Why not. The results are obviously working.
My legs know they have had a workout and although tomorrow is a day off training I'll do a relaxing yoga session as I think the muscles need a good stretch with plenty of controlled breathing. I loved competing again and realised that you can push yourself in training but when you're toe to toe at the startline it's a whole different ball game. Bring it on.
I met with my coach and we "adjusted" the training schedule with some more emphasis on my weakness and a planned course of action. So the plan is changing and I'm looking forward to it. Saturdays bike ride was wet and windy but I was out with a good bunch of guys (9 ironmen and a cyclist - class group). I did wonder if cycling 65km was a good idea before my 10km race on Sunday but that's what the coach had on the programme so I did it.
This morning was beautiful with the sun shining and I headed up to the startline. It's been a while since I raced (anything) but I was up for it. A few of the competitors were on my radar and my 1st goal was 46-48 minutes as I'd been running 50 min 10kms in training. But my real goal was sub 45 mins. My last 10km race was probably 4 years ago and I did 45:55 having given it everything. 4 years of long distance running doesn't make you faster. But the course was fast (not easy) with 4km downhill start. I lined up with a local legend and asked her for some advice on the race. "Don't kill your legs on the downhill because it then turns uphill and you'll grind to a halt". I followed her advice.
I ignored my watch and just ran as fast as I thought I could maintain but my legs were wondering what the rush was. On the final km I looked at my watch. I had 4:18 to get in under 45 mins. I was not running smoothly and the harder I tried the worse it felt. It was downhill but I knew there was a tough little rise before the finishing straight. I was busting my gut and giving it everything I had. I could hear people shouting encouragement but all I could focus on was the line. As I crossed the line I felt immediately sick and then I was on all fours giving it a dry puke! The medics came across but I gave them the thumbs up and after a minute stood up like a new born girrafe. I checked my garmin which I had stopped the minute I crossed the line - 44:56.7. Result. That was until I got the official time 45:07 - how did that happen. I was gutted until a few hours later someone pointed out my "chip time" was 44:56! I'd done it. There are many people faster than me but in relative terms I pushed my own limits and succeeded. As soon as I got home, before my shower, I had to complete a 30 minute strength session. Why not. The results are obviously working.
My legs know they have had a workout and although tomorrow is a day off training I'll do a relaxing yoga session as I think the muscles need a good stretch with plenty of controlled breathing. I loved competing again and realised that you can push yourself in training but when you're toe to toe at the startline it's a whole different ball game. Bring it on.
Sunday, 25 October 2015
Shorter is harder
It's been a mixed week of training as Tollcross once again screwed us with the programming of their 2 50 metre pools. The "legacy" of the Commonwealth Games only applies to elite athletes. The "weekend warriors" can forget it. They are not interested in building us into their schedule despite our requests. As a result the only weekday 50m swimming will be on a Tuesday morning. I am now having to reschedule my training with my coach which we are arranging this week. To say I am disappointed is putting it mildly. But these set backs will only make me more determined. It looks like I'll need to do a swimming and running double session on a Sunday morning.
So my swimming has suffered for the last two weeks. This weekend I was down south in Market Harborough for a friends 50th. I took my running shoes as I had to do something as my bike ride would be missed.I travelled down on the Friday night as this meant I would have time to run on the Saturday morning before the celibrations started.
I checked the map and headed off to the local park rather than running around the streets. Imagine my joy when I noticed a Park Run was starting at 9am. Park Run is now a national phenomenon where throughout the UK at 9am on a Saturday morning, anyone of any standard can turn up for a 5km run and have your time recorded. People of all shapes, sizes, ages with dogs, push buggies and great runners lined up. I have a 10km race next weekend and I needed a fast training session to encourage some speed into my legs. I did a reasonable time for me but as always with the short sharp races I felt sick by the finishline. Short races are hard when my natural ability to to churn out the miles when all the "sprinters" have burned out. The Park Run organisers made me feel so welcome and I enjoyed being part of the event.
I'm meeting my coach on Tuesday to review my progress over the last 3 weeks and make adjustments. I'll be measuring my heart rate 1st thing every morning this week as we need to establish the impact of the training so far. There are 251 days until Ironman Frankfurt and I'm leaving nothing to chance. Hurdles like Tollcross's schedule or 50th birthday parties will get in the way but what I need to do is keep the goal in sight and make sure I maximise every training session while have a balance with the rest of my life. The quandry every Ironman faces, along with everyone else in life!
So my swimming has suffered for the last two weeks. This weekend I was down south in Market Harborough for a friends 50th. I took my running shoes as I had to do something as my bike ride would be missed.I travelled down on the Friday night as this meant I would have time to run on the Saturday morning before the celibrations started.
I checked the map and headed off to the local park rather than running around the streets. Imagine my joy when I noticed a Park Run was starting at 9am. Park Run is now a national phenomenon where throughout the UK at 9am on a Saturday morning, anyone of any standard can turn up for a 5km run and have your time recorded. People of all shapes, sizes, ages with dogs, push buggies and great runners lined up. I have a 10km race next weekend and I needed a fast training session to encourage some speed into my legs. I did a reasonable time for me but as always with the short sharp races I felt sick by the finishline. Short races are hard when my natural ability to to churn out the miles when all the "sprinters" have burned out. The Park Run organisers made me feel so welcome and I enjoyed being part of the event.
I'm meeting my coach on Tuesday to review my progress over the last 3 weeks and make adjustments. I'll be measuring my heart rate 1st thing every morning this week as we need to establish the impact of the training so far. There are 251 days until Ironman Frankfurt and I'm leaving nothing to chance. Hurdles like Tollcross's schedule or 50th birthday parties will get in the way but what I need to do is keep the goal in sight and make sure I maximise every training session while have a balance with the rest of my life. The quandry every Ironman faces, along with everyone else in life!
Monday, 19 October 2015
7 Ironmen
Last week was a difficult one. Fitting in training with work and family is hard enough but as I was in London for two days it really screwed the schedule up. I did run in London but the 6m ascent bored me and dodging shoppers, tourists and office workers plus the traffic didn't help my speed. I worked out in a tiny gym and did my core routine in my bedroom but it didn't feel good. When I got back home I was knackered so I skipped my early morning swim on Friday as I listened to my body. I still managed my turbo session in the evening, not that I felt like doing it but it hadn't been a good week for training and I couldn't miss another session.
I headed out for the club ride with 6 club mates and only an hour in realised that every one of us was an ironman and had entered an ironman competition for next year. This is going to be a fantastic training group which will help us get through the winter. I was in full winter gear and we didn't hang around. I had a speed wobble at 7 mph on some gravel which was very scary as there isn't much you can do on those "ball bearings". Fortunately one of my riding partners put his shoulder into me just as I was about to knock him off and that straightened me up - could have been a sore one!
Our average speed over the 93km and 905 metres of ascending had increased from the previous week so that was encouraging - that's why we measure everything so we can recognise improvements - every little improvement counts. I did struggle with a higher heart rate at the beginning of the ride on the hills which could have been me being tired from a busy week but it did settle down later - important to keep an eye on that measurement.
Later on that day I went for a sports massage. As always it was sore especially my feet and OMG my rotator cuff (shoulder) - I can't print what I said when he hit that point! I was told I might feel it the next day but I didn't. I headed out for 9 km run and the good news is I had no foot pain.
Much to the disappointment of my triathlete friends I played golf in the afternoon - they don't see it as a sport. It was such a beautiful autumnal afternoon and my sport massage must have done me some good because I played the best round of the year and I was hitting the ball a mile! Maybe digging into my rotator cuff had released some stiffness, I've no idea but I do know it worked.
Later I watched the rugby and was on the edge of my seat as Scotland came close, but no cigar. A bit like the 86 year old who last week would have been the fasted man ever of his age group in the world championships but was disqualified as he finished 6 seconds after the official cut off. It's an important reminder that crossing the finish line isn't guaranteed and the difference between winning and losing can be "paper thin". And every training session takes me one step closer to the finish line - 257 days to go.
I headed out for the club ride with 6 club mates and only an hour in realised that every one of us was an ironman and had entered an ironman competition for next year. This is going to be a fantastic training group which will help us get through the winter. I was in full winter gear and we didn't hang around. I had a speed wobble at 7 mph on some gravel which was very scary as there isn't much you can do on those "ball bearings". Fortunately one of my riding partners put his shoulder into me just as I was about to knock him off and that straightened me up - could have been a sore one!
Our average speed over the 93km and 905 metres of ascending had increased from the previous week so that was encouraging - that's why we measure everything so we can recognise improvements - every little improvement counts. I did struggle with a higher heart rate at the beginning of the ride on the hills which could have been me being tired from a busy week but it did settle down later - important to keep an eye on that measurement.
Later on that day I went for a sports massage. As always it was sore especially my feet and OMG my rotator cuff (shoulder) - I can't print what I said when he hit that point! I was told I might feel it the next day but I didn't. I headed out for 9 km run and the good news is I had no foot pain.
Much to the disappointment of my triathlete friends I played golf in the afternoon - they don't see it as a sport. It was such a beautiful autumnal afternoon and my sport massage must have done me some good because I played the best round of the year and I was hitting the ball a mile! Maybe digging into my rotator cuff had released some stiffness, I've no idea but I do know it worked.
Later I watched the rugby and was on the edge of my seat as Scotland came close, but no cigar. A bit like the 86 year old who last week would have been the fasted man ever of his age group in the world championships but was disqualified as he finished 6 seconds after the official cut off. It's an important reminder that crossing the finish line isn't guaranteed and the difference between winning and losing can be "paper thin". And every training session takes me one step closer to the finish line - 257 days to go.
Sunday, 11 October 2015
Inspiration all around
Training for Frankfurt Ironman on 3 July 2016 can be lonely. Over the coming months a lot of hours will be spent training on my own however this is essential. You have to train your brain to be able to take the boredom. Long runs, bike rides and swims where it's just you and your inner voice. The voice that's always there keeping you company but you have to ignore it at times. That's why on a Saturday morning I look forward to cycling with the club because while it's still hard work, average speed of 26.6kph on a hilly route, you're able to have some chat. And this week was particularly good as one of last weeks Barcelona Ironmen was able to share the experience with us.
It's timely to hear of his adventure as I'm just putting the building blocks in place for mine next year. So I know how he's feeling, elated and proud of a fantastic achievement but it only happened due to hard work and a steely determination.
We also had 3 team mates competing in the Glencoe marathon and others in the Great Scottish Run 10k and half marathon. This weekend one of our team got a PB in the Berlin Marathon. Everywhere I turn a team mate is doing something amazing so inspirational examples are all around which is so uplifting.
This week there were a couple of training sessions where I really couldn't be bothered. This will happen from time to time but it's those sessions where you have to dig deep that get's me to the start line. Juggling family life, business and training isn't easy but then if it was the prize wouldn't be worth it. Bring it on.
It's timely to hear of his adventure as I'm just putting the building blocks in place for mine next year. So I know how he's feeling, elated and proud of a fantastic achievement but it only happened due to hard work and a steely determination.
We also had 3 team mates competing in the Glencoe marathon and others in the Great Scottish Run 10k and half marathon. This weekend one of our team got a PB in the Berlin Marathon. Everywhere I turn a team mate is doing something amazing so inspirational examples are all around which is so uplifting.
This week there were a couple of training sessions where I really couldn't be bothered. This will happen from time to time but it's those sessions where you have to dig deep that get's me to the start line. Juggling family life, business and training isn't easy but then if it was the prize wouldn't be worth it. Bring it on.
Sunday, 4 October 2015
...and so it starts
On Thursday this week I started my Ironman training. That's 275 away from the event. If you have ever wondered how you prepare a 53 year old body for a 2.4 mile swim, 112 mile bike and 26.2 run then please follow my weekly blog. As I write this my pals are just crossing the line in Barcelona Ironman in fabulous times. Others were doing the Glencoe Marathon, the Glasgow 10km and half marathon - a busy day. Completing an Ironman doesn't just happen. It requires dedication to train your arse off 6 days a week. The training time builds up but starts off getting your body ready for the hell that is going to be inflicted on it. The hard bit is having done it twice before, I know what's coming!
My coach has laid out an online training plan and my garmin records every session. The data downloads to the online website and Genevieve sees everything. Therefore every stroke I swim is recorded. Every revolution of the bike and foot strike in the run is there for her expert eye to analyse. There is no hiding place. And that's what I like. Because when I'm not feeling up to the session, I know I have to give it my all or else I'll be getting my butt kicked!
Yesterday I went out on the bike with the guys and we did 83k at an average speed of 26.1km per hour which I was very happy with. But today Genevieve turned up for a "social" 90 minute ride. She "suggested" I could improve on this so we went out and smashed it - 28.6km per hour! It's amazing how your focus changes when your coach is sitting on your tail. A quality session.
I've a long way to go but I know tomorrow is my day off training and I think my body will appreciate it. Since Thursday I have been doing exercises I wouldn't normally do and my body is telling me something is going on. It sure is. I'm being prepared for hell on earth and the reason is I'm doing this is simple. Being in phenomenal shape impacts positively on all aspects of your life and at the same time I'll be raising money for Maggie's Cancer Caring Centres. It doesn't get better than that.
My coach has laid out an online training plan and my garmin records every session. The data downloads to the online website and Genevieve sees everything. Therefore every stroke I swim is recorded. Every revolution of the bike and foot strike in the run is there for her expert eye to analyse. There is no hiding place. And that's what I like. Because when I'm not feeling up to the session, I know I have to give it my all or else I'll be getting my butt kicked!
Yesterday I went out on the bike with the guys and we did 83k at an average speed of 26.1km per hour which I was very happy with. But today Genevieve turned up for a "social" 90 minute ride. She "suggested" I could improve on this so we went out and smashed it - 28.6km per hour! It's amazing how your focus changes when your coach is sitting on your tail. A quality session.
I've a long way to go but I know tomorrow is my day off training and I think my body will appreciate it. Since Thursday I have been doing exercises I wouldn't normally do and my body is telling me something is going on. It sure is. I'm being prepared for hell on earth and the reason is I'm doing this is simple. Being in phenomenal shape impacts positively on all aspects of your life and at the same time I'll be raising money for Maggie's Cancer Caring Centres. It doesn't get better than that.
Sunday, 27 September 2015
Time in the saddle
Cyclists will tell you there are no short cuts to improving performance. It's all about time in the saddle. Following my training in Majorca I took the rest of the week to recover and I'm pleased I did. On Saturday when I headed out I could feel some fatigue in my legs. But I enjoyed 72km "in the saddle" while climbing 800m and increasing my average speed. Incremental improvements is the name of the game and my average speed had improved from before my training in Majorca. Also my "mental" approach to hills had improved as well. I was attacking them rather than preparing myself for pain!
This morning I headed out with my coach Genevieve and her husband Colin for a "short quality ride". Colin's road bike had been written off in an accident so he was out on a cx bike with thicker (slower) tyres - didn't seem to make too much difference to him, probably wouldn't have seen him for dust on a road bike! We kept a steady pace for 50km while climbing 563m and when I looked at the data, again my average speed had improved - marginally.
The highlight of the day however was talking to Genevieve (while eating cake and drinking coffee)about my plan for the next 9 months. My Ironman training officially starts on 1 October and I am so excited to have a plan to follow. I know from my Lanzarote Ironman how she meticulously prepares the plan specifically for me. It will start with building my core strength in preparation for what's to come along with "base level" training - building a solid foundation on which to build. We've already decided that I will be entering the Swashbuckler half ironman on 16 May 2016 as a way of testing my fitness and rehearsing in a race my transitions between the swim bike and bike run which are so important. Just getting this detail in the calendar is starting to make it real. Bring on 1 October! I hope you enjoy following my transformation from a weekend warrior to an Ironman! Thank you for your continued support.
This morning I headed out with my coach Genevieve and her husband Colin for a "short quality ride". Colin's road bike had been written off in an accident so he was out on a cx bike with thicker (slower) tyres - didn't seem to make too much difference to him, probably wouldn't have seen him for dust on a road bike! We kept a steady pace for 50km while climbing 563m and when I looked at the data, again my average speed had improved - marginally.
The highlight of the day however was talking to Genevieve (while eating cake and drinking coffee)about my plan for the next 9 months. My Ironman training officially starts on 1 October and I am so excited to have a plan to follow. I know from my Lanzarote Ironman how she meticulously prepares the plan specifically for me. It will start with building my core strength in preparation for what's to come along with "base level" training - building a solid foundation on which to build. We've already decided that I will be entering the Swashbuckler half ironman on 16 May 2016 as a way of testing my fitness and rehearsing in a race my transitions between the swim bike and bike run which are so important. Just getting this detail in the calendar is starting to make it real. Bring on 1 October! I hope you enjoy following my transformation from a weekend warrior to an Ironman! Thank you for your continued support.
Wednesday, 23 September 2015
What goes on on tour....
I'm just back from 4 days training in Mallorca. Fantastic. 30 degrees +, good road surfaces and car drivers and cyclists living in perfect harmony. This couldn't be further removed from cycling in the UK and loved it!
There were just 4 of us ride and our leader (they will debate who that was but it certainly wasn't me!) had planned it well. In the first day we had a few hours to ride and we didn't waste anytime. We battered in 33 miles and 755m of hills and the heat made me realise it was going to be a hard slog. Listening to Elvis, thought he was dead, that night was enough to send us for an early night! Day 2 started with a 600m sea swim as our "domestique" (Wilson) is doing his first Ironman and wanted some sea swim experience. Then we hit the hills and 73 miles later I was busted. Despite our domestique taking the brunt of the work at the front 1,230 m of climbing isn't easy, especially in that heat - it was great. A few pints in the evening and another early night however we were planning an easy day tomorrow.
Thank goodness for a rest day. 1,800m swim, 26 mile ride with a 452 m climb and lunch at a fabulous restaurant at a beach and then a 3km run the end. This was a life saver as without it I wouldn't have made the best day's riding of my life.
Day 4 was brutal. The warm up was a 1,900 m swim which was unbelievable in the warm salt water. The bike involved 81 miles and 2 big climbs, one of them a Cat 1 climb (big bugger in pros language!). The big climb took 1hr 15 min but it was worth every pint of sweat for the views and the descent. Technical and fast but our domestique decided towards the end to "rip the legs" off us. I hid behind him and chewed the handlebars while trying to stay on his back wheel. Along the flat road we did the last 5km in 8min 30 secs. It hurt like hell but what a buzz.
Every day my max heart rate reduced which showed my fitness was improving and I pushed myself as hard as I could. Ironman Frankfurt may be in July 2016 but there is a lot of work to be done between now and then. I'll build on this training over the winter but in the meantime it's back to training in best the Scottish Winter has to offer. My thanks go the Kenny (the real leader), Wilson (the domestique) and Donny (my hill climbing partner).
There were just 4 of us ride and our leader (they will debate who that was but it certainly wasn't me!) had planned it well. In the first day we had a few hours to ride and we didn't waste anytime. We battered in 33 miles and 755m of hills and the heat made me realise it was going to be a hard slog. Listening to Elvis, thought he was dead, that night was enough to send us for an early night! Day 2 started with a 600m sea swim as our "domestique" (Wilson) is doing his first Ironman and wanted some sea swim experience. Then we hit the hills and 73 miles later I was busted. Despite our domestique taking the brunt of the work at the front 1,230 m of climbing isn't easy, especially in that heat - it was great. A few pints in the evening and another early night however we were planning an easy day tomorrow.
Thank goodness for a rest day. 1,800m swim, 26 mile ride with a 452 m climb and lunch at a fabulous restaurant at a beach and then a 3km run the end. This was a life saver as without it I wouldn't have made the best day's riding of my life.
Day 4 was brutal. The warm up was a 1,900 m swim which was unbelievable in the warm salt water. The bike involved 81 miles and 2 big climbs, one of them a Cat 1 climb (big bugger in pros language!). The big climb took 1hr 15 min but it was worth every pint of sweat for the views and the descent. Technical and fast but our domestique decided towards the end to "rip the legs" off us. I hid behind him and chewed the handlebars while trying to stay on his back wheel. Along the flat road we did the last 5km in 8min 30 secs. It hurt like hell but what a buzz.
Every day my max heart rate reduced which showed my fitness was improving and I pushed myself as hard as I could. Ironman Frankfurt may be in July 2016 but there is a lot of work to be done between now and then. I'll build on this training over the winter but in the meantime it's back to training in best the Scottish Winter has to offer. My thanks go the Kenny (the real leader), Wilson (the domestique) and Donny (my hill climbing partner).
Monday, 14 September 2015
Experience prevails, eventually!
On Tuesday I headed back to the pool with the equivalent of "flipper" as my swim partner. We worked on a set and while I didn't lose sight of her in the first 50 metres, I was lucky she hadn't lapped me by 400m. Try as I might, every set we did I was a lot slower and was breathing out my bum! Unfortunately any technique I had went out the "port hole" and it felt like I was wading through treacle. When I went back on Friday I was all on my own. So I decided to take it easy and continuously swim 1,600m - the most I had swam without a breather was 400m. What a difference. It was much easier for two reasons; 1 - I was going at a comfortable pace and not chasing anyone and 2 - I had set my mind that it was 1,600m without a break. This doesn't mean I won't be swimming fast 100's in the next 9 months. My programme starting in October will make sure of that, but I do need to keep my heart rate in check and maintain my form.
It's an identical story with my cycling on Saturday and Sunday. Despite a blue van trying to wipe me out on a roundabout, I had to try and control a skid in the wet and jump the kerb to stay upright, I met up with the boys. I knew it would be tough but was maxing out on my heart rate for 60 km while still keeping them waiting at the top of the hills. It was holding them back and killing me so I cut the ride short at 60km so I could fight another day.
The following day I went out on my own for a different 60km with some tasty hills. I kept a reasonable pace and monitored my heart rate to make sure I was in or as close to zone 2 as possible. What a difference. I enjoyed it, didn't breath out my bum and had the same average speed with a much lower heart rate than the day before - result! This is something I have known that to get fit and improve your endurance train in zone 2 on the long rides. Looks like I'll have some lonely rides over the winter until I can improve my bike fitness.
Next weekend should be different as I head to Majorca for 4 days of cycling in the sun. In preparation I've booked a sports massage tomorrow which will be a regular part of my training to keep my legs working. It's not a pleasurable experience but to make it easier I'll be shaving my hairy legs tonight which will make the massage less painful. The lengths I'll go to for Ironman! At least the cyclists won't look disapprovingly at my legs anymore although I know what my wife's reaction will be! I'll report back next week after some training in the sun.
It's an identical story with my cycling on Saturday and Sunday. Despite a blue van trying to wipe me out on a roundabout, I had to try and control a skid in the wet and jump the kerb to stay upright, I met up with the boys. I knew it would be tough but was maxing out on my heart rate for 60 km while still keeping them waiting at the top of the hills. It was holding them back and killing me so I cut the ride short at 60km so I could fight another day.
The following day I went out on my own for a different 60km with some tasty hills. I kept a reasonable pace and monitored my heart rate to make sure I was in or as close to zone 2 as possible. What a difference. I enjoyed it, didn't breath out my bum and had the same average speed with a much lower heart rate than the day before - result! This is something I have known that to get fit and improve your endurance train in zone 2 on the long rides. Looks like I'll have some lonely rides over the winter until I can improve my bike fitness.
Next weekend should be different as I head to Majorca for 4 days of cycling in the sun. In preparation I've booked a sports massage tomorrow which will be a regular part of my training to keep my legs working. It's not a pleasurable experience but to make it easier I'll be shaving my hairy legs tonight which will make the massage less painful. The lengths I'll go to for Ironman! At least the cyclists won't look disapprovingly at my legs anymore although I know what my wife's reaction will be! I'll report back next week after some training in the sun.
Sunday, 6 September 2015
AWOL
Sorry for the silence. My blog a few weeks ago disappeared even though I'm sure I'd written it. In summary it would have said two great bike rides. A long one on the Saturday and then out to start some hill rep training on the Sunday. In the 7 years I've been cycling hills have always been my weakness. I arrive at the bottom with the bunch and it's like someone has cut an elastic band and they disappear up the hill while I grind it out. So my hill climbing needs lots of work over the winter.
The following weekend I was away for my wife's birthday on a 3 day cruise with the family. Normally I'd be concerned about putting on weight which has happened in my previous two cruises. However this one seemed to be sponsored by weight watchers and I came off the boat the same weight I went on - straight home for a decent feed! Despite the shortage of food we had a great time and my exercise amounted to absolute zero! It was family time and we celebrated big style.
Back to work on Wednesday and with Thursday being "Cycle to work day" I headed off for the 26 mile return journey. If I did that 3 times a week that would be great training but the logistics of getting my clothes and laptop to the office doesn't always work. In addition winter isn't far away.
On Saturday I headed out for a 50 mile bike ride on Saturday with 4 others from the club. The big decision was what to wear and I was the only one in winter gear. That was fine at the start as it was cold but the sun shone and the heat built up so I was a sweaty mess by the end! We're all at different stages in our training cycle with 2 in the last 4 weeks before Ironman so I knew it wasn't going to be easy. As usual I paid for it on the hills and kept telling myself that in 8 months time I'd be performing better. I also reminded myself that Ironman was 4 disciplines; swimming, cycling, running and transition between the disciplines where a lot of time can be gained or lost. Running is my strength so on race day if I get left behind by the swimmers and the cyclists I know I can catch up on the run.
My legs were tired when I woke up this morning so I decided to test my foot and go a run. It must be 6 weeks since I've run and I wanted to know how it would feel. I managed 5km at a good pace and it was only when I stopped to talk to a friend did I notice any discomfort. Once I started running again it was fine. I'm getting some aches from the foot now so I'll leave it a day before trying the same again. It was great to be back running but I am going to have to be patient.
The following weekend I was away for my wife's birthday on a 3 day cruise with the family. Normally I'd be concerned about putting on weight which has happened in my previous two cruises. However this one seemed to be sponsored by weight watchers and I came off the boat the same weight I went on - straight home for a decent feed! Despite the shortage of food we had a great time and my exercise amounted to absolute zero! It was family time and we celebrated big style.
Back to work on Wednesday and with Thursday being "Cycle to work day" I headed off for the 26 mile return journey. If I did that 3 times a week that would be great training but the logistics of getting my clothes and laptop to the office doesn't always work. In addition winter isn't far away.
On Saturday I headed out for a 50 mile bike ride on Saturday with 4 others from the club. The big decision was what to wear and I was the only one in winter gear. That was fine at the start as it was cold but the sun shone and the heat built up so I was a sweaty mess by the end! We're all at different stages in our training cycle with 2 in the last 4 weeks before Ironman so I knew it wasn't going to be easy. As usual I paid for it on the hills and kept telling myself that in 8 months time I'd be performing better. I also reminded myself that Ironman was 4 disciplines; swimming, cycling, running and transition between the disciplines where a lot of time can be gained or lost. Running is my strength so on race day if I get left behind by the swimmers and the cyclists I know I can catch up on the run.
My legs were tired when I woke up this morning so I decided to test my foot and go a run. It must be 6 weeks since I've run and I wanted to know how it would feel. I managed 5km at a good pace and it was only when I stopped to talk to a friend did I notice any discomfort. Once I started running again it was fine. I'm getting some aches from the foot now so I'll leave it a day before trying the same again. It was great to be back running but I am going to have to be patient.
Sunday, 16 August 2015
You know it's going to hurt!
As promised in my last blog, I was heading back to the pool this week afetr a long lay off. Despite having done this before and swearing I'd never do that again here I was doing it again. To make matters worse it was the 50m pool! Dawn had also had a lay off however she's a good swimmer but we agreed to do 10 x 100m with recovery breaks in between. After 3 I was knackered but the breaks helped. Then we were joined by Mark who is getting ready for the 10km swim I did last year so Dawn started chasing him and I was left to bring up the rear. I decided we should extend the swim session to 15 x 100m and in the end knew I had worked hard. It was good to have pals in the same lane but my swimming felt terrible and my lungs were burst. Next day I was hurting in places I haven't in a while but I knew that was going to happen.
3 days later I returned to the pool and this time it was only 25m. No pals this time so I went at my own pace and worked on technique. I felt better and started to feel being "supported by the water" rather than fighting against it. I've a long way to go but now I've started there is no going back. The club swim sessions start in a weeks time and I want to turn up without a rubber ring!
Today was the annual Strathaven 50 mile bike event (it's not a race). 450 cyclists turned up and it's a very tough route. It's helped by 2 cake stops on route and the sun shone. With so many cyclists on narrow roads the discipline of the cyclists is very important and one rider was weaving in and out of the groups. It wasn't long before he came to grief and went over the handle bars and landed on his back. Fortunately it was on a grass verge but he didn't learn from his mistake because I saw him later weaving in and out again. Two of our guys went down on gravel but lived to tell the tail. It just underlines how dangerous it can be on the roads.
ATHelite were well represented in our distinctive orange & black and for the finish straight 4 of us had stuck together and came in 4 abreast which was a wonderful feeling. The running is on the back burner at the moment and I will concentrate on the swimming, cycling and yoga. I'm feeling good as I make my way back to fitness before the serious training starts - only 321 days to go.
3 days later I returned to the pool and this time it was only 25m. No pals this time so I went at my own pace and worked on technique. I felt better and started to feel being "supported by the water" rather than fighting against it. I've a long way to go but now I've started there is no going back. The club swim sessions start in a weeks time and I want to turn up without a rubber ring!
Today was the annual Strathaven 50 mile bike event (it's not a race). 450 cyclists turned up and it's a very tough route. It's helped by 2 cake stops on route and the sun shone. With so many cyclists on narrow roads the discipline of the cyclists is very important and one rider was weaving in and out of the groups. It wasn't long before he came to grief and went over the handle bars and landed on his back. Fortunately it was on a grass verge but he didn't learn from his mistake because I saw him later weaving in and out again. Two of our guys went down on gravel but lived to tell the tail. It just underlines how dangerous it can be on the roads.
ATHelite were well represented in our distinctive orange & black and for the finish straight 4 of us had stuck together and came in 4 abreast which was a wonderful feeling. The running is on the back burner at the moment and I will concentrate on the swimming, cycling and yoga. I'm feeling good as I make my way back to fitness before the serious training starts - only 321 days to go.
Sunday, 9 August 2015
The long game
This is a subject I've talked about before but I feel it's important enough to mention again for thise of you out there who are aiming at a goal. This season I've watched my team mates get ready for various events that takes 6-9 months of disciplined training. When you're training for an endurance event there are times you need to be selfish - the training needs to suit you therefore some sessions don't work for you.
I'm conscious of that at the moment when out with the pack riding. In the last month I've got stronger and it's starting to show although I am well aware that I have a long way to go. My short term goal is to get fit enough to stay with the pack in September for our trip to Majorca so I am not hanging off the back. But I need to keep my focus on what needs to be done in preparation for Ironman which is 328 days away.
The other reason for focusing on the long game is my foot. I'm really not wanting to go on about my foot but I was in London this week and was taking taxis as I couldn't walk for the pain. I'm going to have to wear my running shoes into the office as these are the only shoes my full orthotics fit into. Big embarrasing but at least the support means I am not limping like an arthritic 90 year old! So no running for at least a week and continuing with my foot exercises and yoga to strengthen the arch in my foot.
I'm going to concentrate on my swimming, that's going to be a tough start which will take at least 3 weeks, and cycling. The great thing about triathlon is that most injuries allow you to do some training. I've just got to not let the injury get me down and keep the fitness level up. The goal of IM FRankfurt is important to me and I will be doing everything possible to make it happen.
I'm conscious of that at the moment when out with the pack riding. In the last month I've got stronger and it's starting to show although I am well aware that I have a long way to go. My short term goal is to get fit enough to stay with the pack in September for our trip to Majorca so I am not hanging off the back. But I need to keep my focus on what needs to be done in preparation for Ironman which is 328 days away.
The other reason for focusing on the long game is my foot. I'm really not wanting to go on about my foot but I was in London this week and was taking taxis as I couldn't walk for the pain. I'm going to have to wear my running shoes into the office as these are the only shoes my full orthotics fit into. Big embarrasing but at least the support means I am not limping like an arthritic 90 year old! So no running for at least a week and continuing with my foot exercises and yoga to strengthen the arch in my foot.
I'm going to concentrate on my swimming, that's going to be a tough start which will take at least 3 weeks, and cycling. The great thing about triathlon is that most injuries allow you to do some training. I've just got to not let the injury get me down and keep the fitness level up. The goal of IM FRankfurt is important to me and I will be doing everything possible to make it happen.
Sunday, 2 August 2015
Club mates
I spent 3 wonderful days this week on the Isle of Barra with my wife and good friends. What an amazing place with huge white sandy beeches and beautiful remote outlying islands which we visited. There is an annual half marathon which runs round the island but I was on holiday so I'll tackle that another day.
Yesterday I went out with team ATHelite to complete a tough 100 km in windy conditions. As usual they start fast and group discipline goes out the window. That meant they were waiting for me at the top of all of the hills. Not being on the back of the wheel of another cyclist means you are taking all the wind. After an hour of struggling to keep up I told them I was ruining their ride so they should head off and I'd go solo. This was immediately rejected and group riding discipline adhered to. This allowed me to keep up with the group as they protected me from the wind and I was able to complete the ride with them. It was still hard work but I was constantly encouraged with phrases like"come on auld yin"! It makes a huge difference training with your pals although as I approach summer next year I will need to put in long solo rides as you are not allowed to draft in Ironman.
I know I'm getting fitter each time I go out with the group and what keeps me going, other than the motivational jibes, is thinking what shape I will be in come Ironman next summer. There's a lot of work ahead as it takes time, planning and hard work to get into shape.
Today I'm resting which is an important part of preparing for an endurance event - no honestly it is and I take it very seriously so I prevent injury or fatique.
Yesterday I went out with team ATHelite to complete a tough 100 km in windy conditions. As usual they start fast and group discipline goes out the window. That meant they were waiting for me at the top of all of the hills. Not being on the back of the wheel of another cyclist means you are taking all the wind. After an hour of struggling to keep up I told them I was ruining their ride so they should head off and I'd go solo. This was immediately rejected and group riding discipline adhered to. This allowed me to keep up with the group as they protected me from the wind and I was able to complete the ride with them. It was still hard work but I was constantly encouraged with phrases like"come on auld yin"! It makes a huge difference training with your pals although as I approach summer next year I will need to put in long solo rides as you are not allowed to draft in Ironman.
I know I'm getting fitter each time I go out with the group and what keeps me going, other than the motivational jibes, is thinking what shape I will be in come Ironman next summer. There's a lot of work ahead as it takes time, planning and hard work to get into shape.
Today I'm resting which is an important part of preparing for an endurance event - no honestly it is and I take it very seriously so I prevent injury or fatique.
Sunday, 26 July 2015
342 days to go!
It's been an interesting week. My physio has provided me with some hope for
my foot. Strengthen the foot arch and it
will help protect the lisfranc injury. I
discussed my list of events I want to complete over the next 4 years and we
agreed better to cross train and set a goal for next year rather than take on
an ultra which would involve more running.
Boosted with this news, and having discussed it with my wife and my
coach, I "pushed the button" and entered the Frankfurt Ironman which
is also the European Championships! 3 July 2016 - in 342 days time!
I choose this event because team ATHelite are entering a
large number of participants so for once I will be training with my team mates
working towards the same goal - I am so excited! But that's the easy bit. The hard work will start soon enough.
Training for an Ironman takes a lot of planning, hard
work, blood sweat and sometimes tears.
But you've got to enjoy the training due to the time I will be investing and the first goal is to get to the
start line, hopefully injury free.
That's easier said than done.
Even getting to the startline leaves a number of challenges and you want
to avoid on race day so there are no guarantees of success. What I do know is getting back to fitness
will feel fantastic.
Having set the goal my attitude changed instantly. This week I have run three times with my
coach and am feeling good but I've a long way to go. Yesterday I went out with the "big
boys" and we went on an 80km + ride that I hadn't done before. 2 big climbs with equally steep descents but
the weather wasn't as forecast and it poured down. This made the conditions tricky especially
on the descent. I was getting dropped on
all the hills and the group waited for me to get back on. The "chimp" was trying to
discourage me but all I did was think back to my biking fitness a year before
Lanzarote ironman and what it was like at the event. I've been here before, I know what I need to
do and I'll be designing the training programme with my coach and then
executing it. 342 days may sound like a
long time but it's not. I hope you
follow my journey and of course I'll be raising money from Maggie's Cancer
Caring Centres which will also motivate me.
The journey continues.
Tuesday, 21 July 2015
Out of sync!
5 years ago I set up this blog to act more as a journal for me as at that time, I had no idea where the journey was heading (and still don't). It was so that I could look back on the journey to ironman which at the time seemed an almost impossible task. If you go back far enough you will see I was completely bricking an Olympic distance triathlon because it has a 1 hour cut off for the 1 mile open water swim. I was full of apprehension and people were telling me I was mad to attempt it. I completed the swim in around 35 mins (can't remember the exact time) and when I finished the race I knew I had so much more to offer hence completing my first ironman the following year.
At the moment I have no races lined up although I have the 50 mile Strathaven cycle to look forward to - more cake stops than gels! In September I am going cycling to Majorca for 4 days so in effect that is a goal i.e. get my cycling miles up so I don't keep the other cyclists waiting at the top of the climbs!
But I'm out of sync with my fellow club mates who are still in the middle of their season. Today I got back in the pool which was long overdue. My club mate is training for the 10k River Dart swim I did last year so it's almost pointless trying to follow him round the pool as I couldn't keep up. I made up my own set, worked on some drill and didn't kill myself in the pool as it's been a long time - I felt great afterwards.
Over a post training coffee we got talking about Ironman results as three of our club mates had just completed different ones last weekend. You can't compare times on different courses or even on the same course in different years - conditions and terrain vary. But we reflected on my Lanzarote ("where normal limits don't apply") Ironman time of 12hrs 35min and came to the conclusion that was the race of a lifetime, which I am exceptionally proud of. It's not the Ironman event everyone wants to do because of the wind, hills and heat. However that was 3 years ago and time moves on.
The reason I mention this is because a large number of my club mates have entered Frankfurt Ironman in July next year and again, I am out of sync. I would love to be part of that group training for the same event but can't risk entering until I know the position regarding my foot. I'm seeing the physio tomorrow and hopefully this will lead to some action that might give me a positive outcome. In the meantime I'll remain out of sync with my club mates but need to stay focused on small goals which act as stepping stones to my recovery.
At the moment I have no races lined up although I have the 50 mile Strathaven cycle to look forward to - more cake stops than gels! In September I am going cycling to Majorca for 4 days so in effect that is a goal i.e. get my cycling miles up so I don't keep the other cyclists waiting at the top of the climbs!
But I'm out of sync with my fellow club mates who are still in the middle of their season. Today I got back in the pool which was long overdue. My club mate is training for the 10k River Dart swim I did last year so it's almost pointless trying to follow him round the pool as I couldn't keep up. I made up my own set, worked on some drill and didn't kill myself in the pool as it's been a long time - I felt great afterwards.
Over a post training coffee we got talking about Ironman results as three of our club mates had just completed different ones last weekend. You can't compare times on different courses or even on the same course in different years - conditions and terrain vary. But we reflected on my Lanzarote ("where normal limits don't apply") Ironman time of 12hrs 35min and came to the conclusion that was the race of a lifetime, which I am exceptionally proud of. It's not the Ironman event everyone wants to do because of the wind, hills and heat. However that was 3 years ago and time moves on.
The reason I mention this is because a large number of my club mates have entered Frankfurt Ironman in July next year and again, I am out of sync. I would love to be part of that group training for the same event but can't risk entering until I know the position regarding my foot. I'm seeing the physio tomorrow and hopefully this will lead to some action that might give me a positive outcome. In the meantime I'll remain out of sync with my club mates but need to stay focused on small goals which act as stepping stones to my recovery.
Monday, 13 July 2015
Give up said the chimp
Having not run in a while I went out for a lap of Chatelherault with a friend who wanted a nice easy run - just my kind of running. It had been a while and it was so good to be under the trees when the rain was on. But by the end I realised how much I'd enjoyed a jog with no pain.
On Saturday there was only one group out and while a few were tapering for IM, the rest were pushing the pace. I was determined not to be dropped but it didn't take long when we hit the first significant hill and off the back I went. Enter the chimp. "what are you doing out with these guys, you're going to be dropped on every hill?" "You could cut off here and head back home" Why are you doing this you're not training for anything?" "Dropped again they must be getting fed up waiting for you, just head home!" So 3.5 hours of listening to the chimp wasn't much fun but it's something that happens to all of us, especially when we are struggling. I cope with it because I think it's part of my mental training regime and in endurance sport it makes the difference between success (still breathing at the end and not in hospital or a morgue) and failure - refer to the wording in the brackets!
The following day the chimp and I went out for an 8km trail run. Going out on my own (and chimp) was a mistake and I had to work hard again ("nobody would know if you walked" - I would and that's what counts).
But the fitness is creeping back and once Tollcross opens again I'll be back in the pool - lot's of hard work ahead in that department! As for the chimp, I've sent him on holiday because he was exhausted at failing to get me to quit! To paraphrase a well know "doper", pain is temporary....failure is forever.
On Saturday there was only one group out and while a few were tapering for IM, the rest were pushing the pace. I was determined not to be dropped but it didn't take long when we hit the first significant hill and off the back I went. Enter the chimp. "what are you doing out with these guys, you're going to be dropped on every hill?" "You could cut off here and head back home" Why are you doing this you're not training for anything?" "Dropped again they must be getting fed up waiting for you, just head home!" So 3.5 hours of listening to the chimp wasn't much fun but it's something that happens to all of us, especially when we are struggling. I cope with it because I think it's part of my mental training regime and in endurance sport it makes the difference between success (still breathing at the end and not in hospital or a morgue) and failure - refer to the wording in the brackets!
The following day the chimp and I went out for an 8km trail run. Going out on my own (and chimp) was a mistake and I had to work hard again ("nobody would know if you walked" - I would and that's what counts).
But the fitness is creeping back and once Tollcross opens again I'll be back in the pool - lot's of hard work ahead in that department! As for the chimp, I've sent him on holiday because he was exhausted at failing to get me to quit! To paraphrase a well know "doper", pain is temporary....failure is forever.
Sunday, 5 July 2015
Choose your training partners carefully!
Having enjoyed some pain free running I'm afraid it's back. Not too bad but when walking I am aware of it. I ran of Monday which was pain free and fantastic. Friday's run was a different story with my foot in some discomfort which has continued over the weekend.
On Saturday we had thunder and lightening 1st thing in the morning so I decided not to go out on the bike. I was going out in the afternoon but after a big lunch my motivation was NIL to going out on my own. I had a "funny feeling" that I shouldn't go out and the conditions weren't perfect. I found out later that one of my team mates had an accident in the wet conditions so perhaps my intuition was correct - fortunately he was ok. But I did feel guilty and lazy for not going out.
This morning I went out for a long ride, a bit longer than I had anticipated - over 100km. I went out with three team mates who are all starting to "taper" in their preparation for Ironman events in the next few weeks. This means they are as "fit as a butchers dog" and the 4.5 hour cycle was "easy" for them. I managed to hold on until near the end but it really showed the advantage of TT bikes v road bikes in head winds - they were all on beautiful TT bikes. That wasn't the deciding factor for me dropping off - they were just so fit and in fairness two of them held back so I wasn't lost off the back (forever!). But the chimp had a good go at telling me how unfit and useless I was as I constantly got dropped on the hills but you need to take the variants into account. I could have gone out for a leisurely spin but chose to go out with the ironmen and burn 3,200 calories.
As I battled up the hills it made me remember just how fit you have to be to complete an ironman event in a reasonable time. When I was training for ironman I remember completing a 5 hour bike ride and then pulling on my running shoes and going out for a 2 hour run - certainly not fit enough to contemplate it today. After all on the day they will be completing a 2.4m swim, 112 mile bike and a 26.2m run. It seems a lifetime ago even though it was only 3 years ago. But until I have set new goals and have a training plan in place I'll just tick over with my training and try and stay injury free.
On Saturday we had thunder and lightening 1st thing in the morning so I decided not to go out on the bike. I was going out in the afternoon but after a big lunch my motivation was NIL to going out on my own. I had a "funny feeling" that I shouldn't go out and the conditions weren't perfect. I found out later that one of my team mates had an accident in the wet conditions so perhaps my intuition was correct - fortunately he was ok. But I did feel guilty and lazy for not going out.
This morning I went out for a long ride, a bit longer than I had anticipated - over 100km. I went out with three team mates who are all starting to "taper" in their preparation for Ironman events in the next few weeks. This means they are as "fit as a butchers dog" and the 4.5 hour cycle was "easy" for them. I managed to hold on until near the end but it really showed the advantage of TT bikes v road bikes in head winds - they were all on beautiful TT bikes. That wasn't the deciding factor for me dropping off - they were just so fit and in fairness two of them held back so I wasn't lost off the back (forever!). But the chimp had a good go at telling me how unfit and useless I was as I constantly got dropped on the hills but you need to take the variants into account. I could have gone out for a leisurely spin but chose to go out with the ironmen and burn 3,200 calories.
As I battled up the hills it made me remember just how fit you have to be to complete an ironman event in a reasonable time. When I was training for ironman I remember completing a 5 hour bike ride and then pulling on my running shoes and going out for a 2 hour run - certainly not fit enough to contemplate it today. After all on the day they will be completing a 2.4m swim, 112 mile bike and a 26.2m run. It seems a lifetime ago even though it was only 3 years ago. But until I have set new goals and have a training plan in place I'll just tick over with my training and try and stay injury free.
Monday, 29 June 2015
Wipeout (almost!)
On Friday night we went swimming at Loch Lomond. Two of us had the loch to ourselves and my swimming felt much better than the previous week. It's a privilege to swim in such a setting. The mountains surround the loch so when you look up to draw breath you have a wonderful view. The light shines through the clear water so you can see you hand enter the water and extend. No blue line to monotonously follow and chlorine to sting your eyes.
I decided this weekend to concentrate on my cycling and give my foot a rest so I went our with the "big boys" group. Heading to the meeting point a bus decided to ignore me and pulled out as I was heading down a fast hill. It forced me onto the opposite side of the road in order to overtake it as braking would have been more dangerous. We completed 60 miles but I needed lots of encouragement as I almost "bonked" (hit the "wall" in running terms). On most hills I was dropped by the group and then spent the down hills trying to catch up. At the end I was shattered but pleased at how hard I'd pushed myself. Thanks guys for waiting on me.
The following day I went out for a ride with my pal and it was windy. As I headed up the first hill I my legs started to complain, this wasn't going to be easy especially with the wind. Normally I'd be dropping my pal on the hills but because my legs were tired I was hanging on for grim death. On a "b" road we were going flat out when a 4x4 pulled out of a farm turning towards us and taking up the whole road not realising we were heading straight into him. I was 20 yards ahead and as I braked my back wheel started sliding out. It was at this point the driver saw me and steered onto his side of the narrow road. I'd already come off the brakes and straightened up as I had picked my spot in the hedge I was going to hit but a small gap appeared and I shot past the 4x4. That was very close. Later on a boy racer in a Corsa was burning up another "b" road but at least he saw me in time to take action earlier. It did bring home to me how dangerous the roads can be but I put my luck down to the bird shit I'd wiped off my arm the day before - it's meant to be lucky and I certainly was.
That's probably the most I have trained over a weekend in 6 months and when I collapsed into bed last night I felt satisfied and knackered at the same time. I'll get some running in this week and see how my foot does. Running with my coach at 6.35am tomorrow.
I decided this weekend to concentrate on my cycling and give my foot a rest so I went our with the "big boys" group. Heading to the meeting point a bus decided to ignore me and pulled out as I was heading down a fast hill. It forced me onto the opposite side of the road in order to overtake it as braking would have been more dangerous. We completed 60 miles but I needed lots of encouragement as I almost "bonked" (hit the "wall" in running terms). On most hills I was dropped by the group and then spent the down hills trying to catch up. At the end I was shattered but pleased at how hard I'd pushed myself. Thanks guys for waiting on me.
The following day I went out for a ride with my pal and it was windy. As I headed up the first hill I my legs started to complain, this wasn't going to be easy especially with the wind. Normally I'd be dropping my pal on the hills but because my legs were tired I was hanging on for grim death. On a "b" road we were going flat out when a 4x4 pulled out of a farm turning towards us and taking up the whole road not realising we were heading straight into him. I was 20 yards ahead and as I braked my back wheel started sliding out. It was at this point the driver saw me and steered onto his side of the narrow road. I'd already come off the brakes and straightened up as I had picked my spot in the hedge I was going to hit but a small gap appeared and I shot past the 4x4. That was very close. Later on a boy racer in a Corsa was burning up another "b" road but at least he saw me in time to take action earlier. It did bring home to me how dangerous the roads can be but I put my luck down to the bird shit I'd wiped off my arm the day before - it's meant to be lucky and I certainly was.
That's probably the most I have trained over a weekend in 6 months and when I collapsed into bed last night I felt satisfied and knackered at the same time. I'll get some running in this week and see how my foot does. Running with my coach at 6.35am tomorrow.
Sunday, 21 June 2015
Work / life / training balance
My work schedule last week and for the week ahead was and is manic. It's just the way it has happened and when you run your own business sometimes you just have to "make hay while the sun shines". Obviously that's metaphorically speaking as summer is yet to start in Scotland and I'm using sun cream only to create a waterproof barrier!
The focus this week was yoga, swimming and running, but not a lot of time was available. I hadn't been in the pool for 6 weeks and on Wednesday it showed. I swam with a club mate and she did her best to encourage me that I was doing fine. I died in the pool and was lucky not to have brought my breakfast up. I forgot my nose clip so knew I'd suffer a head cold for the next 2 days - I wasn't disappointed. I knew going back was going to be tough and had skipped the club session the night before as that would have killed me - literally.
I went for an early morning run with my coach. Running on trails in the early morning listening to the "dawn chorus" is such a privilege. No complaints from my foot so I am happy.
On Friday night I went for an open water swim at Loch Lomond with a work colleague. It turned out we were the only two in the whole loch which can be a bit intimidating especially if there are boats cruising around. However the fact there were none out and that we were the only two in the water tells you something - it was bloody cold! It was my first OW swim of the year beyond my 5 minute dip the other month. I thought my wetsuit would help with my lack of swimming but I struggled to get any rhythm and it made me realise that I need much more time in the pool.
Not a lot of training this week and yesterday I spent the day at Knockhill Racing Circuit with my son. For his birthday I'd got him some track time in a single seat racing car and time in a rally car. We had a real blast and I even got "best driver of the day" for the track with a high score according to the instructors - we both drew on 2nd place in the rally. Today was Father's Day so I spent that with the family relaxing watching the rain pour down.
Tomorrow the madness starts again and training will have to take a back seat but that's ok, I'm not employed as an athlete! Finally congratulations to all the athlete's who completed the West Highland Way race - 95 miles with almost 15,000 ft of climbing. If I can get my foot better and get through the draw then hopefully I will follow in their foot steps in years to come.
The focus this week was yoga, swimming and running, but not a lot of time was available. I hadn't been in the pool for 6 weeks and on Wednesday it showed. I swam with a club mate and she did her best to encourage me that I was doing fine. I died in the pool and was lucky not to have brought my breakfast up. I forgot my nose clip so knew I'd suffer a head cold for the next 2 days - I wasn't disappointed. I knew going back was going to be tough and had skipped the club session the night before as that would have killed me - literally.
I went for an early morning run with my coach. Running on trails in the early morning listening to the "dawn chorus" is such a privilege. No complaints from my foot so I am happy.
On Friday night I went for an open water swim at Loch Lomond with a work colleague. It turned out we were the only two in the whole loch which can be a bit intimidating especially if there are boats cruising around. However the fact there were none out and that we were the only two in the water tells you something - it was bloody cold! It was my first OW swim of the year beyond my 5 minute dip the other month. I thought my wetsuit would help with my lack of swimming but I struggled to get any rhythm and it made me realise that I need much more time in the pool.
Not a lot of training this week and yesterday I spent the day at Knockhill Racing Circuit with my son. For his birthday I'd got him some track time in a single seat racing car and time in a rally car. We had a real blast and I even got "best driver of the day" for the track with a high score according to the instructors - we both drew on 2nd place in the rally. Today was Father's Day so I spent that with the family relaxing watching the rain pour down.
Tomorrow the madness starts again and training will have to take a back seat but that's ok, I'm not employed as an athlete! Finally congratulations to all the athlete's who completed the West Highland Way race - 95 miles with almost 15,000 ft of climbing. If I can get my foot better and get through the draw then hopefully I will follow in their foot steps in years to come.
Sunday, 14 June 2015
Tempting fate
After my bike ride last Sunday my foot was giving me some grief. So it came as a complete surprise the following day when I hopped out of bed and had got to the bottom of the stairs before I realised something was different - NO FOOT PAIN! Surely this couldn't be. All day I walked around waiting for the inevitable but it didn't happen. Then I had a decision to make. Should I go out a run and test it or would that be tempting fate? I concluded that if it was going to hurt I'd might as well find out. I ran 10 k and at no stage felt any of the usual twinges under my foot. Sure the top of the foot grumbled occasionally but that's never going to go away so I was delighted.
The following morning was the same and at yoga it gave me no problem. On Wednesday I played golf and towards the end it was telling me it was tired but it didn't stop me doing another 9 k trail run on Thursday at a reasonable pace with no pain.
I took a rest day on Friday and I had scheduled a 2 day yoga course over the weekend. However after 1 day which was mainly theory I decided to ditch the second day and get a run in today.
13 k of trail running felt great. My coach said my "form" looked good which pleased me and made me think that this is what I should concentrate on when running shorter distances and this should help when I build the miles up. This was my longest run in 6 months so I was delighted. Sadly my foot wasn't when I got home with the Plantar Fasciitis giving me some discomfort so I did a lot of foot rolling and took some ibuprofen which settled things down.
Perhaps that was a warning but I'll monitor the signs over the next few days and see how it goes. It felt so good to be running a reasonable distance again. I didn't make the pool this week but will do my very best to get back this week.
The following morning was the same and at yoga it gave me no problem. On Wednesday I played golf and towards the end it was telling me it was tired but it didn't stop me doing another 9 k trail run on Thursday at a reasonable pace with no pain.
I took a rest day on Friday and I had scheduled a 2 day yoga course over the weekend. However after 1 day which was mainly theory I decided to ditch the second day and get a run in today.
13 k of trail running felt great. My coach said my "form" looked good which pleased me and made me think that this is what I should concentrate on when running shorter distances and this should help when I build the miles up. This was my longest run in 6 months so I was delighted. Sadly my foot wasn't when I got home with the Plantar Fasciitis giving me some discomfort so I did a lot of foot rolling and took some ibuprofen which settled things down.
Perhaps that was a warning but I'll monitor the signs over the next few days and see how it goes. It felt so good to be running a reasonable distance again. I didn't make the pool this week but will do my very best to get back this week.
Sunday, 7 June 2015
Stepping it up
I'm delighted to report I am now stepping my training up and the foot isn't giving me too much grief.
On Tuesday I went back to yoga and we did a lot of foot work - thanks Mark! I knew my foot had received a good work out but it was ok.
I then headed off to London for 3 days which involved plenty of walking. This had a worse affect on my foot which required more than a few glasses of wine to make it feel better! It's interesting how walking and running has a different impact on the foot.
On Saturday I went a 10k trail run at Calderglen Country Park with my coach. It was great to be running a reasonable distance and afterwards I could feel my foot but more a discomfort than pain.
Today I headed out for a windy bike ride. I upped the mileage to 60 miles and felt good the whole way round. Strangely cycling does cause more discomfort afterwards but nothing I can't live with. It's getting my fitness back that matters.
I do feel guilty that I haven't swam in about a month so I will be going back to the pool this week and I know what to expect - 3 weeks of pain getting my swimming stroke and fitness back but it needs to be done.
My pals are all enjoying the weekend competitions that I can't take part in but it's great seeing their success. This is as a result of their winter training and I am so pleased for them. Hopefully I will be back competing next season but in the meantime I just need to concentrate on getting back to fitness and sorting my injury.
On Tuesday I went back to yoga and we did a lot of foot work - thanks Mark! I knew my foot had received a good work out but it was ok.
I then headed off to London for 3 days which involved plenty of walking. This had a worse affect on my foot which required more than a few glasses of wine to make it feel better! It's interesting how walking and running has a different impact on the foot.
On Saturday I went a 10k trail run at Calderglen Country Park with my coach. It was great to be running a reasonable distance and afterwards I could feel my foot but more a discomfort than pain.
Today I headed out for a windy bike ride. I upped the mileage to 60 miles and felt good the whole way round. Strangely cycling does cause more discomfort afterwards but nothing I can't live with. It's getting my fitness back that matters.
I do feel guilty that I haven't swam in about a month so I will be going back to the pool this week and I know what to expect - 3 weeks of pain getting my swimming stroke and fitness back but it needs to be done.
My pals are all enjoying the weekend competitions that I can't take part in but it's great seeing their success. This is as a result of their winter training and I am so pleased for them. Hopefully I will be back competing next season but in the meantime I just need to concentrate on getting back to fitness and sorting my injury.
Sunday, 31 May 2015
The bluebells were calling!
This week I've stepped the running up to 2 miles. No reaction from my foot but my lungs were complaining about the fast pace! It's only as a result of not having been running and losing my running fitness but give me a month and I should be fine.
On Friday I played golf. Now I know to a lot of triathletes they hardly regard this as a sport, but it does present a challenge to my foot. My new orthotics did the job and I'm pleased to report no adverse reaction. This is important as I am taking part in my clubs annual Pro Am on Tuesday!
The sun was shining on Saturday morning so I headed out with the fast group knowing that at some point we'd form a smaller, slower break away group which we did. The pace was good and we tackled a hilly route and was pleased to see we completed 43 miles. I'm enjoying getting back on the bike and looking forward to a summer of cycling. That night I could feel my right calf getting tight so I need to keep and eye on it as it was also tight this morning. Some yoga required.
Today the weather forecast looked windy with rain showers so I decided to take a risk and run round Chatelherault. The risk was one loop is almost 5 miles so that was a big increase. In addition the ground is uneven and there is a set of steps which I'd need to be careful on. But I wanted to see the bluebells - my favourite flower. I have missed them for the last 3 seasons due to being injured or recovering from an event, Mds, the Highland Fling. I'm pleased I went. It was so good to be running on trails, through the trees and the beautiful sight of the bluebells. This beats tarmac roads any day.
I'm now resting up watching the football on the telly and I'll be doing yoga later. The calf is tight but so far the foot is behaving. It feels good to be getting back into shape.
On Friday I played golf. Now I know to a lot of triathletes they hardly regard this as a sport, but it does present a challenge to my foot. My new orthotics did the job and I'm pleased to report no adverse reaction. This is important as I am taking part in my clubs annual Pro Am on Tuesday!
The sun was shining on Saturday morning so I headed out with the fast group knowing that at some point we'd form a smaller, slower break away group which we did. The pace was good and we tackled a hilly route and was pleased to see we completed 43 miles. I'm enjoying getting back on the bike and looking forward to a summer of cycling. That night I could feel my right calf getting tight so I need to keep and eye on it as it was also tight this morning. Some yoga required.
Today the weather forecast looked windy with rain showers so I decided to take a risk and run round Chatelherault. The risk was one loop is almost 5 miles so that was a big increase. In addition the ground is uneven and there is a set of steps which I'd need to be careful on. But I wanted to see the bluebells - my favourite flower. I have missed them for the last 3 seasons due to being injured or recovering from an event, Mds, the Highland Fling. I'm pleased I went. It was so good to be running on trails, through the trees and the beautiful sight of the bluebells. This beats tarmac roads any day.
I'm now resting up watching the football on the telly and I'll be doing yoga later. The calf is tight but so far the foot is behaving. It feels good to be getting back into shape.
Sunday, 24 May 2015
A mile a day, keeps the physio away!
This has been the first week of my rehab both physical and mental. I visited my physio on Monday and he concluded that my foot injury is chronic and therefore I should forget resting it but start running. I was prescribed to run 1 mile per day for 4 days and report back to him with the results. Well I can report I have suffered no pain while running and my plantar fasciitis has been ok when walking although it lets me know it's still their so I am constantly rolling my foot. So come tomorrow I am stepping up to 2 miles a day - I can't wait!
On Saturday I had a choice. To go cycling with the fast crew or the beginners. Easy choice really. I headed off for a very relaxed, social ride and the sun shone the whole way. There was coffee and cake at the end so that was a perfect ending to a good day. Today I went out with a pal and cycled 56 km on a hilly course in a strong wind. It felt good.
My team mates were all racing this weekend. For some it was their first triathlon and the results were amazing. The club has a pool of talent coming up and it's so exciting to watch from the side lines. Davy Arthur & Lynn Girdwood deserve a special mention for completing Lanzarote Ironman in some very tough conditions. I completed this iconic race 3 years ago and loved it so it was fascinating watching them battle the conditions via Facebook.
I'm not going to be competing until the Strathaven 50 cycle race in August so I can concentrate on building my running back to a decent level. I've got ultrasound lined up for my foot and depending on whether that works or not, acupuncture is next then shockwave treatment - we have a plan so lets move forward.
On Saturday I had a choice. To go cycling with the fast crew or the beginners. Easy choice really. I headed off for a very relaxed, social ride and the sun shone the whole way. There was coffee and cake at the end so that was a perfect ending to a good day. Today I went out with a pal and cycled 56 km on a hilly course in a strong wind. It felt good.
My team mates were all racing this weekend. For some it was their first triathlon and the results were amazing. The club has a pool of talent coming up and it's so exciting to watch from the side lines. Davy Arthur & Lynn Girdwood deserve a special mention for completing Lanzarote Ironman in some very tough conditions. I completed this iconic race 3 years ago and loved it so it was fascinating watching them battle the conditions via Facebook.
I'm not going to be competing until the Strathaven 50 cycle race in August so I can concentrate on building my running back to a decent level. I've got ultrasound lined up for my foot and depending on whether that works or not, acupuncture is next then shockwave treatment - we have a plan so lets move forward.
Sunday, 17 May 2015
A "wake up" moment!
On Friday night I had a "wake up" moment. My son was playing in the final of the schools regional football and it was a horrible night. The wind was howling, the rain chucking it down and they were getting hammered 3-0. I'm not the giving up type but I said to my wife, if they go 4 down I'm heading to the car. Then Ali scored, 3-1 half time. Still they had a tough challenge on there hands. Second half he lays on the second and scores the third - now we have a game. They end up winning 7-4 but it was a tight game. As I drove home the thought occurred to me that I'd given up when they were 3-0 down. I didn't believe they'd come back against such a good side. On reflection this demonstrated how crap my attitude had become in the last few months.
A change of attitude and approach is required. For too long my posts have been more like a report from an A&E department. It's understandable but frustrating. I picked up my new orthotics and had a bit of extra treatment for my Plantar Fasciitis - my podiatrist stuck his thumb into the gristle in my arch and gave it a "kicking" - very pleasant, not!
On Saturday I went for a 4.2km run to test out the new orthotics. They certainly gave me additional support and I wasn't in any pain while I ran. I was aware of a small amount of discomfort on the top of my foot but later on the PF started to ache. The new orthotics are to sort the problem on the top of my foot (Lisfranc mid-foot injury) and it seemed ok so that's progress. I'm meeting my physio on Tuesday to see if we can sort the PF out because it's starting to really piss me off.
I met with my coach and she is in a similar position to me on going back to the beginning on training and building it up so hopefully we will get some running in together - I'm avoiding my club mates because they are coming into their peak fitness and don't need someone to hold them back.
As a result I have reset my goals for the season based around getting healthy and fit. I am ignoring the race schedule as each one I have to drop out of, 3 so far this year, just makes me feel crap. Get the foot sorted and building my fitness and strength back is my priority. This will help silence the chimp in my head who has plenty of material to work with at the moment.
In the meantime my ATHelite club mates went out in horrendous conditions today to complete the Standard & Mid distance triathlon. Freezing cold water, howling wind and rain on a tough bike course. Sound horrible but I wish I was there. Well done to everyone who braved the conditions. It will sent you up nicely for the rest of the season. Enjoy your training and I'll see you at a start line next year. I 've got a lot of work to do.
A change of attitude and approach is required. For too long my posts have been more like a report from an A&E department. It's understandable but frustrating. I picked up my new orthotics and had a bit of extra treatment for my Plantar Fasciitis - my podiatrist stuck his thumb into the gristle in my arch and gave it a "kicking" - very pleasant, not!
On Saturday I went for a 4.2km run to test out the new orthotics. They certainly gave me additional support and I wasn't in any pain while I ran. I was aware of a small amount of discomfort on the top of my foot but later on the PF started to ache. The new orthotics are to sort the problem on the top of my foot (Lisfranc mid-foot injury) and it seemed ok so that's progress. I'm meeting my physio on Tuesday to see if we can sort the PF out because it's starting to really piss me off.
I met with my coach and she is in a similar position to me on going back to the beginning on training and building it up so hopefully we will get some running in together - I'm avoiding my club mates because they are coming into their peak fitness and don't need someone to hold them back.
As a result I have reset my goals for the season based around getting healthy and fit. I am ignoring the race schedule as each one I have to drop out of, 3 so far this year, just makes me feel crap. Get the foot sorted and building my fitness and strength back is my priority. This will help silence the chimp in my head who has plenty of material to work with at the moment.
In the meantime my ATHelite club mates went out in horrendous conditions today to complete the Standard & Mid distance triathlon. Freezing cold water, howling wind and rain on a tough bike course. Sound horrible but I wish I was there. Well done to everyone who braved the conditions. It will sent you up nicely for the rest of the season. Enjoy your training and I'll see you at a start line next year. I 've got a lot of work to do.
Monday, 11 May 2015
Extreme training!
It's been a week of extreme training. Pushing my body to the limit while trying to perform at the highest level. The warm up was two days at a business retreat at St Andrews - no seriously it was business and didn't involve golf. But there was the odd glass or two of wine. This was very deliberate as it was preparing my body for the extreme training ahead.
On Thursday a 4.15am start and off to the airport to meet with my team mates for the annual "Stryder Cup" in Portugal. 3 days of intense, nail biting golf followed by food and.....the odd glass of wine! The nutrition programme started off at 6.30 am with a full Scottish Breakfast and a pint of Guinness. I only do this once a year and most of the time I am walking through the airport at this time looking over at the noisy crowd and wondering how can you drink at 6.30am? Now I'm wondering WHY did I drink at 6.30am?
Our organiser had gone to extra lengths this year and on top of 2 (out of 3) superb golf courses he had arranged for the Miss Teenager Universe Portugal 2015 to be hosted at our hotel and for the contestants to be staying there the whole time we were there. Now before you start getting the wrong idea, I have a teenage daughter as did a lot of the players so we were very well behaved. But watching them at breakfast, lunch & dinner walking up to the buffet was hilarious as they did it "cat walk" style. Sadly they didn't crack a smile and it's not something that looks much fun.
Back to the golf. I was captain of my team and am delighted to say we won comfortably although the individual games were tight. Now you might not think golfers are athletes but 5 hours plus in the afternoon heat when you've been out to the very small hours the night before takes dedication and mental toughness!
Back home now and hopefully this week I'll get the orthotics sorted out so I can start running to shed a few of the extra pounds that have gone on unless the weight is muscle from the strenuous activity of golf!
On Thursday a 4.15am start and off to the airport to meet with my team mates for the annual "Stryder Cup" in Portugal. 3 days of intense, nail biting golf followed by food and.....the odd glass of wine! The nutrition programme started off at 6.30 am with a full Scottish Breakfast and a pint of Guinness. I only do this once a year and most of the time I am walking through the airport at this time looking over at the noisy crowd and wondering how can you drink at 6.30am? Now I'm wondering WHY did I drink at 6.30am?
Our organiser had gone to extra lengths this year and on top of 2 (out of 3) superb golf courses he had arranged for the Miss Teenager Universe Portugal 2015 to be hosted at our hotel and for the contestants to be staying there the whole time we were there. Now before you start getting the wrong idea, I have a teenage daughter as did a lot of the players so we were very well behaved. But watching them at breakfast, lunch & dinner walking up to the buffet was hilarious as they did it "cat walk" style. Sadly they didn't crack a smile and it's not something that looks much fun.
Back to the golf. I was captain of my team and am delighted to say we won comfortably although the individual games were tight. Now you might not think golfers are athletes but 5 hours plus in the afternoon heat when you've been out to the very small hours the night before takes dedication and mental toughness!
Back home now and hopefully this week I'll get the orthotics sorted out so I can start running to shed a few of the extra pounds that have gone on unless the weight is muscle from the strenuous activity of golf!
Sunday, 3 May 2015
Time out
I'm at an important stage in my "athletic career" (that's meant as a joke for those that don't know me). I have spent the last 17 years building a successful business while helping, in whatever small way I can, raise 3 kids with my wife. So it's fair to say that life is busy, always. Having been injured, did you know that (?), means my training schedule has gone to pot and I pulled out of a sprint triathlon today as my foot isn't happy. I was meant to have you new orthotics fitted yesterday which would have stablised my mid-foot problem but they hadn't arrived. So rather than risk injury I decided to take the rest.
I did go out for a wonderful bike ride on Saturday with some club members and we got the best of the weather. Alan was riding a "fixy" which limited how fast he could go and due to the wind I offered him some protection by riding in front. I was so happy to be riding at that pace while he worked hard on the hills. It made me realise I needed to spend more on the bike and it certainly is kinder on the body.
This week won't be good for training. I'm away at a business retreat for 2 days, honest it is work, but it may involve the odd glass or two of wine. Then I'm away in Portugal for 4 days playing golf and while I know that won't get me any sympathy I am hoping my foot will behave. Usually we will be in buggies so that will ease the pain but I may be force to have the odd beer or six! So come this time next week I will be feeling guilty and starting to plan what the rest of the season will look like. I am struggling to see how I can be fit enough for 100 miles without causing permanent damage to my foot. So it looks like I'll be having time out and ticking over on the fitness front for the foreseeable future. I'll let you know once the new orthotics are fitted and I've tested them out. In the meantime enjoy your training and competing in the events.
I did go out for a wonderful bike ride on Saturday with some club members and we got the best of the weather. Alan was riding a "fixy" which limited how fast he could go and due to the wind I offered him some protection by riding in front. I was so happy to be riding at that pace while he worked hard on the hills. It made me realise I needed to spend more on the bike and it certainly is kinder on the body.
This week won't be good for training. I'm away at a business retreat for 2 days, honest it is work, but it may involve the odd glass or two of wine. Then I'm away in Portugal for 4 days playing golf and while I know that won't get me any sympathy I am hoping my foot will behave. Usually we will be in buggies so that will ease the pain but I may be force to have the odd beer or six! So come this time next week I will be feeling guilty and starting to plan what the rest of the season will look like. I am struggling to see how I can be fit enough for 100 miles without causing permanent damage to my foot. So it looks like I'll be having time out and ticking over on the fitness front for the foreseeable future. I'll let you know once the new orthotics are fitted and I've tested them out. In the meantime enjoy your training and competing in the events.
Sunday, 26 April 2015
Inspirational weekend
What a fantastically inspiring weekend. On Saturday I went to watch the Highland Fling, the 53 mile ultra from Milngavie to Tyndrum - the one I ran last year. I had a number of friends running this incredible race and I wanted to surprise them so I headed up to Balmaha with some friends. Watching all different styles, shapes, ages of runners was inspiring. They had completed 19 miles and we're all looking strong but I knew what they still had to face. A very tough 34 miles. They all completed the run with some fantastic time. It didn't just happen they had sweated blood, sweat and tears and deserved the accolades.
Once they had passed through I went for a swim in Loch Lomond with my pal who wanted to experience the cold water as he is doing a standard distance triathlon in 3 weekends in the loch. When we got there we did a safety assessment as the water was only 7 degrees and it was choppy. Entering the water was a bit of a shock to the system but after a few minutes we were starting to "warm up". We cut it short at 5 minutes as we'd achieved our objective. I was meant to be doing the 70.3 ironman in 3 weeks time but have pulled out as I am still resting my foot and therefore not running until I get my new orthotics next Saturday. That would not be sufficient preparation therefore I made a difficult, but the right decision.
Today I had the pleasure of watching the London marathon on TV and following friends on FB. One friend deserves a special mention, Laura Gordon. 3 years ago she achieve her target of running a 10k. Today she completed the London Marathon. Unbelievable achievement and she raised a fortune for a good charity. It just shows what is possible with the right mind set - well done Laura.
Spectating isn't my favourite past-time but it gives me a chance to support my friends who have supported me. Watching people achieve their goals is inspirational. It makes me all the more determined to get over this injury and reset my goals.
Once they had passed through I went for a swim in Loch Lomond with my pal who wanted to experience the cold water as he is doing a standard distance triathlon in 3 weekends in the loch. When we got there we did a safety assessment as the water was only 7 degrees and it was choppy. Entering the water was a bit of a shock to the system but after a few minutes we were starting to "warm up". We cut it short at 5 minutes as we'd achieved our objective. I was meant to be doing the 70.3 ironman in 3 weeks time but have pulled out as I am still resting my foot and therefore not running until I get my new orthotics next Saturday. That would not be sufficient preparation therefore I made a difficult, but the right decision.
Today I had the pleasure of watching the London marathon on TV and following friends on FB. One friend deserves a special mention, Laura Gordon. 3 years ago she achieve her target of running a 10k. Today she completed the London Marathon. Unbelievable achievement and she raised a fortune for a good charity. It just shows what is possible with the right mind set - well done Laura.
Spectating isn't my favourite past-time but it gives me a chance to support my friends who have supported me. Watching people achieve their goals is inspirational. It makes me all the more determined to get over this injury and reset my goals.
Tuesday, 21 April 2015
A diagnosis, at last!
Tonight my podiatrist explained what perhaps the specialist should have last week. He had met her and discussed my foot in detail. I have Lisfrancs (mid-foot) injury. At this stage there is no requirement for surgery so in order to strengthen the mid-foot I had my feet scanned for new orthotics. The podiatrist also confirmed that my target of running 100 miles on August 22/23 is still on, assuming that my foot behaves.
This is great news but I will need to take it sensibly. My orthotics won't be ready for a week so I'll concentrate on my swimming and cycling to keep my base fitness up. I have a sprint triathlon on 3rd May and a half Ironman on 17 May so I've plenty to keep me busy.
Thanks for all your good wishes and continued support.
This is great news but I will need to take it sensibly. My orthotics won't be ready for a week so I'll concentrate on my swimming and cycling to keep my base fitness up. I have a sprint triathlon on 3rd May and a half Ironman on 17 May so I've plenty to keep me busy.
Thanks for all your good wishes and continued support.
Sunday, 19 April 2015
Perhaps looking for Plan C!
A week into Plan B and it's not going well. My foot has been grumbling all week and I've not had a good weeks training. Yoga on Tuesday was wonderful. On Wednesday morning I went out early in the morning in the rain to run for the first time in 10 days. I was aware of my foot all the way round but after 4k I became more aware of a "toilet" problem so needed to head back asap. Fortunately I made it, just, and it reminded me the importance of routine i.e. ....no need to go into detail here as I think you get the point!
I then took my bike to get it's annual service and due to a part needing ordered I haven't had my bike back yet which hasn't helped.
Thursday and Friday I was in London so no ability to train but I did a lot of walking and my foot wasn't happy. On Saturday it was a glorious day but I had booked a days golf for a friends birthday so we were away for the day. Turnberry is a fantastic golf course on the Ayrshire course and the sun shone all day. However my foot really started to hurt and my calf muscle began to stiffen. By the end I was limping and the pain was affecting my golf - that's my excuse and I'm sticking to it.
I rolled my foot, stretched my calf and hoped I'd be able to run today, Sunday. Sadly there was no improvement in my foot and calf so today became a rest day.
I am meeting my podiatrist on Tuesday night and he is looking at stiffening the mid foot area to provide more support to my foot. We are also looking at my footwear which when I do a post mortem, it might turn out to be a major factor despite taking advice at the time. I will also be booking a massage for my calf and foot which I don't think will result in a "happy ending"!
Is a plan C required? Maybe but not before I get the orthotics adjusted and look at changing my shoes. Hopefully the bike will be back and I can get in the miles. I'll be back in the pool and between those two should keep my fitness up. My taking part on a sprint triathlon and a half marathon are in the balance and I'm not even thinking about my 100 mile run at the end of August. A lot will depend on the next few weeks. Get out there and enjoy the summer folks!
I then took my bike to get it's annual service and due to a part needing ordered I haven't had my bike back yet which hasn't helped.
Thursday and Friday I was in London so no ability to train but I did a lot of walking and my foot wasn't happy. On Saturday it was a glorious day but I had booked a days golf for a friends birthday so we were away for the day. Turnberry is a fantastic golf course on the Ayrshire course and the sun shone all day. However my foot really started to hurt and my calf muscle began to stiffen. By the end I was limping and the pain was affecting my golf - that's my excuse and I'm sticking to it.
I rolled my foot, stretched my calf and hoped I'd be able to run today, Sunday. Sadly there was no improvement in my foot and calf so today became a rest day.
I am meeting my podiatrist on Tuesday night and he is looking at stiffening the mid foot area to provide more support to my foot. We are also looking at my footwear which when I do a post mortem, it might turn out to be a major factor despite taking advice at the time. I will also be booking a massage for my calf and foot which I don't think will result in a "happy ending"!
Is a plan C required? Maybe but not before I get the orthotics adjusted and look at changing my shoes. Hopefully the bike will be back and I can get in the miles. I'll be back in the pool and between those two should keep my fitness up. My taking part on a sprint triathlon and a half marathon are in the balance and I'm not even thinking about my 100 mile run at the end of August. A lot will depend on the next few weeks. Get out there and enjoy the summer folks!
Monday, 13 April 2015
Plan B
Life has a way of putting obstacles in your way and that is why you need a Plan B. Unfortunately I have to implement my Plan B due to my foot injury. For a few months now I have been suffering pain in my foot and despite treatment it hasn't improved, in fact it's got worse. Tonight I visited the specialist and had 3 x-rays taken. The outcome wasn't exactly conclusive but without getting an MRI scan which isn't guaranteed to show anything, the experts view is that there is some "wear and tear" on some of the bones on the top of my foot. There may be some old damage from a car accident 7 years ago but nothing definite. I've been told I can run and if it's sore take pain killers. I've to see what happens over the next month - the last resort is surgery as that is a 3-6 month recovery period so here's hoping.
What wouldn't be sensible would be high intensity training compressed into 8 weeks. Therefore it is with a heavy heart that I am postponing my WHW+ (100 miles) till 22/23 August. It will mean 2.5 hours less daylight but that will be part of the fun. It gives me 8 weeks more to build my mileage in a sensible way.
I may be mental but I'm not totally stupid. I have numerous multi-day events and challenges that I want to take on over the next 10 + years and having to do it with a walking stick isn't on the agenda. My short term focus is now on a half Ironman on May 17th so miles on the bike required and build up the running. It's a set back but not a season wrecker like my hamstring last year! See you out on the road, the trails and on the water!
What wouldn't be sensible would be high intensity training compressed into 8 weeks. Therefore it is with a heavy heart that I am postponing my WHW+ (100 miles) till 22/23 August. It will mean 2.5 hours less daylight but that will be part of the fun. It gives me 8 weeks more to build my mileage in a sensible way.
I may be mental but I'm not totally stupid. I have numerous multi-day events and challenges that I want to take on over the next 10 + years and having to do it with a walking stick isn't on the agenda. My short term focus is now on a half Ironman on May 17th so miles on the bike required and build up the running. It's a set back but not a season wrecker like my hamstring last year! See you out on the road, the trails and on the water!
Sunday, 5 April 2015
Pain free training!
It's been a mixed week of training. The good news is my hamstring is fine. I think pushing the pace in my training run last week didn't help and taking a couple of days rest was a wise move. After a two week layoff I went back to the pool - I won't make that mistake again! For me it's like hell after a lay off. I need to think about everything and it just feels like hard work, but it was good to be back.
I got new orthotics for my other shoes, not my running shoes as their orthotics are fine. This will give me additional support which I hope will help with my plantar faciatis.
On Thursday I went out for a run and lasted 100 yards. A sharp pain shot through the top of my foot and it didn't feel good. This is the area the surgeon will be looking at on the 13th April. So using my sensible head I hobbled back home. I gave it two days rest but played golf on Saturday afternoon - even that was sore.
Today the sun was shining so I headed out with a pal ON MY BIKE! We covered 62 km with some nice hills and I felt great. We took the pace easy, I had cobwebs on my bike, and I loved it. So here's the plan until I see the surgeon I'll either be swimming or cycling to keep my fitness up - no running. That's all I can do. If I get the go ahead to run the 100 miles will probably turn out to be my hardest challenge yet. Physically challenging because I haven't done the miles and mentally challenging because I know I haven't done the miles. Plus probably some pain management.
I've promised Maggie's Centres that I'd raise £5,000 and I don't want to let them down. But I will be sensible, promise. What an adventure this is turning out to be! Stay tuned!
Sunday, 29 March 2015
1 step forward, 2 steps back but still moving!
It's been a mixed week. Due to work commitments I couldn't make swimming on Tuesday which is now 2 weeks without a swim - I'll pay for that this Tuesday! I was away at a conference and after 5 hours of lectures my arse was numb as was my head so I pulled on my shoes and went out for a fast 10k with a fellow ultra runner. It was a beautiful night and we just got back as the daylight went. Checked my pace and it was 5:15 per km which I was delighted with and my heart rate was ok.
On Thursday I went out early in what could best be described as fowl weather with Genevieve my coach and we ran our 10.5 miles route. At the furthest point from the end I felt something strange in my left hamstring and I stopped and stretched it off. After a while the niggle disappeared and I was running well and when I finished was amazed I had taken 5 minutes off the first run on this route a week ago (5:13 per km pace). I felt great. What an improvement. I didn't walk any of the hills and felt strong at the end - that was my 1 step forward. Later on in the day my hamstring started to remind me it wasn't happy so on Friday I called off another 10.5 mile run - this was my 2 steps back.
It wasn't any better on Saturday but was invited to a gym by my wee pal Papa G. I went on a bike for 35 mins (I have no bike fitness!) followed by 20 minutes on the treadmill. A few stretches, steam room, sauna and jacuzzi with the water jet fixed on my foot, and I felt better (that's the but still moving bit!).
This morning I went out with Mark who is training for his first ironman and was happy to run in zone 2 and we did 3 evenly paced laps - 6:31 per km pace for 23km. I felt I could have gone on for another lap which is the benefit of running at that pace but my foot was starting to grumble. I've iced it, rolled it, stretched it and am now resting it. I really don't have a choice at this stage but to build the miles slowly and not concern myself that I am so far off where I need to be. My wee pal Papa G reminded me that I was good at giving advice but needed to listen to some of my own. The point he was making was that the hamstring injury might have been due to me pushing the pace when I need to be the tortoise not the hare - point taken Papa G. Here's to an incident free week.
On Thursday I went out early in what could best be described as fowl weather with Genevieve my coach and we ran our 10.5 miles route. At the furthest point from the end I felt something strange in my left hamstring and I stopped and stretched it off. After a while the niggle disappeared and I was running well and when I finished was amazed I had taken 5 minutes off the first run on this route a week ago (5:13 per km pace). I felt great. What an improvement. I didn't walk any of the hills and felt strong at the end - that was my 1 step forward. Later on in the day my hamstring started to remind me it wasn't happy so on Friday I called off another 10.5 mile run - this was my 2 steps back.
It wasn't any better on Saturday but was invited to a gym by my wee pal Papa G. I went on a bike for 35 mins (I have no bike fitness!) followed by 20 minutes on the treadmill. A few stretches, steam room, sauna and jacuzzi with the water jet fixed on my foot, and I felt better (that's the but still moving bit!).
This morning I went out with Mark who is training for his first ironman and was happy to run in zone 2 and we did 3 evenly paced laps - 6:31 per km pace for 23km. I felt I could have gone on for another lap which is the benefit of running at that pace but my foot was starting to grumble. I've iced it, rolled it, stretched it and am now resting it. I really don't have a choice at this stage but to build the miles slowly and not concern myself that I am so far off where I need to be. My wee pal Papa G reminded me that I was good at giving advice but needed to listen to some of my own. The point he was making was that the hamstring injury might have been due to me pushing the pace when I need to be the tortoise not the hare - point taken Papa G. Here's to an incident free week.
Sunday, 22 March 2015
Running with Dr Doolittle
It's been a great week for my running. On Wednesday I went out with my coach for 10.5 miles before work. The lambs are making an appearance and she enjoyed talking to them and the other animals all the way round - just like Dr Doolittle! Two days later we did the same route again and despite the headwind we were more than 2 minutes quicker - progress. Anyone who has run with me knows I sound like an old man dying with my breathing so Gen had me working on my breath and heart rate. Hard work but easier when someone is on your shoulder keeping you going.
On Saturday I was running with the animals namely Rosie & Duke plus Gav - I was out for 3 laps/15 miles. The plan was for easy 50 min laps as this would keep my heart rate in zone 2. At the end of the 1st lap I looked at my watch - 45.15! Those 4 legged pace makers had stretched me. They were only staying for another half lap but I managed that in 47 mins. I knew the third lap was going to be tough and my foot was grumbling along with my legs as this was the most I had run this year so no surprise when the 3rd lap was around 53 mins. Being on my own and hobbling round wasn't much fun but is good practice for long distance running - nobody said it was easy!
Foot rolling, icing and night boot were all employed to get me ready for today. As I lay in bed I thought about my scheduled 10 miler with some of the 'fling boys and started considering going cycling instead to ease off my legs and foot. But my "A" race is only 87 days away and doesn't involve a bike so I headed off for Chatelherault. Despite the easy pace it was tough. My legs felt "shredded" from doubling my previous weekly mileage but it had to be done. My three companions had some good banter so that made it more bearable. A bath and some food made me feel human again but as I won't be running till Thursday they will have time to recover.
Unfortunately my foot/ankle specialist has postponed my appointment till 13th April so I'll just keep building the miles and put up with the discomfort. Maybe talking to the lambs will take my mind off the pain!
On Saturday I was running with the animals namely Rosie & Duke plus Gav - I was out for 3 laps/15 miles. The plan was for easy 50 min laps as this would keep my heart rate in zone 2. At the end of the 1st lap I looked at my watch - 45.15! Those 4 legged pace makers had stretched me. They were only staying for another half lap but I managed that in 47 mins. I knew the third lap was going to be tough and my foot was grumbling along with my legs as this was the most I had run this year so no surprise when the 3rd lap was around 53 mins. Being on my own and hobbling round wasn't much fun but is good practice for long distance running - nobody said it was easy!
Foot rolling, icing and night boot were all employed to get me ready for today. As I lay in bed I thought about my scheduled 10 miler with some of the 'fling boys and started considering going cycling instead to ease off my legs and foot. But my "A" race is only 87 days away and doesn't involve a bike so I headed off for Chatelherault. Despite the easy pace it was tough. My legs felt "shredded" from doubling my previous weekly mileage but it had to be done. My three companions had some good banter so that made it more bearable. A bath and some food made me feel human again but as I won't be running till Thursday they will have time to recover.
Unfortunately my foot/ankle specialist has postponed my appointment till 13th April so I'll just keep building the miles and put up with the discomfort. Maybe talking to the lambs will take my mind off the pain!
Monday, 16 March 2015
Rolling rolling rolling!
This certainly hasn't been a normal weeks training. I was away for a long weekend and the running shoes and lycra wouldn't have gone down well with my better half as it was "a break" - a friends wedding. So during the week I had some shorter road runs to keep the legs moving plus a sports massage that, was painful. It was suggested based on the tightness of my calves that a weekend off might not be a bad idea, plus some yoga.
Having travelled 6 hours in a car, when I got back on Sunday I wasn't capable of running the length of myself so I took the rest. This morning at 6.30am I went out for a run and it was great. This is now going to be the norm as I increase the regularity of my running during the week with the long runs at the weekend.
Yoga tomorrow morning will help with the stiffness in my claves but unfortunately I will miss my normal Tuesday night swim session as I am attending a motivational talk which will help me on the mental side of my preparation - leave no stone unturned!
A big date on the horizon is 2nd April when I meet a foot & ankle specialist. I am hoping that by rolling my feet twice a day and wearing "the night boot" which is stretching the arches in my foot will help. I am also going to start using orthotics in my normal shoes to see if that takes some of the strain off my arches. My hope is that I will be able to build up the miles, slowly, so that I can run the 100 miles on 18/19 June without causing any lasting damage!
Having travelled 6 hours in a car, when I got back on Sunday I wasn't capable of running the length of myself so I took the rest. This morning at 6.30am I went out for a run and it was great. This is now going to be the norm as I increase the regularity of my running during the week with the long runs at the weekend.
Yoga tomorrow morning will help with the stiffness in my claves but unfortunately I will miss my normal Tuesday night swim session as I am attending a motivational talk which will help me on the mental side of my preparation - leave no stone unturned!
A big date on the horizon is 2nd April when I meet a foot & ankle specialist. I am hoping that by rolling my feet twice a day and wearing "the night boot" which is stretching the arches in my foot will help. I am also going to start using orthotics in my normal shoes to see if that takes some of the strain off my arches. My hope is that I will be able to build up the miles, slowly, so that I can run the 100 miles on 18/19 June without causing any lasting damage!
Sunday, 8 March 2015
Sticking to the plan
Training for an endurance event isn't easy as it takes time and sometimes life or work gets in the way. This week I was away at a conference from Wed - Friday and it involved long days. So my only mid-week run was on a treadmill (how boring) for an hour. But I did have a good yoga session and swim session before I went so I didn't feel too guilty.
The main miles are done at the weekend and although I have a half ironman approaching and have done no cycling, I'll get there, I need to concentrate on my "A race" in June - the 100 mile run. The weather forecast on Saturday was horrendous - heavy rain and 49 mph wind. So there was only one place to run - Chatelherault. The trees would provide cover but may become dangerous as the forest is littered with recently felled trees. I ran with a couple of friends who were looking for an evenly paced run as part of their Ironman training and were happy to work with me as I tried to keep my heart rate down - you get fitter that way. By the end of three laps I was soaked and very muddy so was hosed down and told to strip before getting in the house!
I spent a painful evening nursing my plantar fasciitis, rolling it and applying a stretch through a special boot. When I woke in the morning I was still hobbling and nursed the foot further before going out for 2 laps. I was delighted to be accompanied on the 2nd lap by my coach Gen who has been in Canada for the last few years and back home for a while. She was pleased with how I was running which gave me a real lift in confidence and assuming I can "nurse" the foot along, well let's not tempt fate. But I achieved the goal I had set for the weekend and am sticking to my plan. Slowly does it and I need to increase my running and cycling during the week. It feels great to have stretching targets - realistic ones don't do it for me!
The main miles are done at the weekend and although I have a half ironman approaching and have done no cycling, I'll get there, I need to concentrate on my "A race" in June - the 100 mile run. The weather forecast on Saturday was horrendous - heavy rain and 49 mph wind. So there was only one place to run - Chatelherault. The trees would provide cover but may become dangerous as the forest is littered with recently felled trees. I ran with a couple of friends who were looking for an evenly paced run as part of their Ironman training and were happy to work with me as I tried to keep my heart rate down - you get fitter that way. By the end of three laps I was soaked and very muddy so was hosed down and told to strip before getting in the house!
I spent a painful evening nursing my plantar fasciitis, rolling it and applying a stretch through a special boot. When I woke in the morning I was still hobbling and nursed the foot further before going out for 2 laps. I was delighted to be accompanied on the 2nd lap by my coach Gen who has been in Canada for the last few years and back home for a while. She was pleased with how I was running which gave me a real lift in confidence and assuming I can "nurse" the foot along, well let's not tempt fate. But I achieved the goal I had set for the weekend and am sticking to my plan. Slowly does it and I need to increase my running and cycling during the week. It feels great to have stretching targets - realistic ones don't do it for me!
Sunday, 1 March 2015
Pain management
Over the years of blogging I've often been told that the honesty in my writing is refreshing. I don't try and make myself out to be more than I am and I've never considered myself an athlete because I see athlete's all the time and they are faster and fitter so I'd only be kidding myself on. I'm proud of my achievements over the years and have put in long hours to get across the finish line so I'm not detracting from any of that, but I'm realistic. I'm fitter than your average 53 year old but I'm not happy with my current level of fitness which is mainly down to injuries.
This week I've had 2 good swimming sessions and as my injury doesn't affect swimming, I've enjoyed the sessions. Swimming always pushes me and despite it only being "the warm up" in a triathlon, I can see me swimming for a long time. Yoga on Tuesday helped my aching legs after the half marathon on Sunday but I was limping because of my foot. If you've ever had Plantar Fasciitis you'll appreciate the pain in the inside arch of your foot. It's so tight that every night I use a rolling pin to ease the tension and I've now bought a specific roller to help. Add to this I have pain across the top of my foot which usually hurts after running and it's fair to say I am in pain management mode - the cyclists would quote me "rule 5" which is man the f up! I visited my podiatrist on Thursday and he has adjusted my orthotics as the angle of my calf was slightly out when my foot struck the ground. This hopefully will work but he wants me to see a foot specialist as he is concerned I might cause long term damage and wants it checked. The adjustment will change my running which will give me a few aches and pains in my legs. So on Friday I ran 10k, Saturday 16k which I found very tough and today another 16k which wasn't much easier. Add to the altered orthotics and new set of shoes and my legs are wondering what's going on. My PF is bloody sore but the top of my foot feels ok.
Until I see the foot specialist I will keep building up the running slowly and try and stay injury (more) free. I'm not thinking about June 18/19 as there is no short cut to increasing the miles without the increased risk of injury and I'm hurting enough. So I thought I'd bring you up to speed on my journey. No BS or false positive stuff, just an honest assessment. If I am going to achieve my goals this year it will happen because I'm being sensible and managing the pain best I can. Thanks to my fellow runners for their constant encouragement when I am out with them.
This week I've had 2 good swimming sessions and as my injury doesn't affect swimming, I've enjoyed the sessions. Swimming always pushes me and despite it only being "the warm up" in a triathlon, I can see me swimming for a long time. Yoga on Tuesday helped my aching legs after the half marathon on Sunday but I was limping because of my foot. If you've ever had Plantar Fasciitis you'll appreciate the pain in the inside arch of your foot. It's so tight that every night I use a rolling pin to ease the tension and I've now bought a specific roller to help. Add to this I have pain across the top of my foot which usually hurts after running and it's fair to say I am in pain management mode - the cyclists would quote me "rule 5" which is man the f up! I visited my podiatrist on Thursday and he has adjusted my orthotics as the angle of my calf was slightly out when my foot struck the ground. This hopefully will work but he wants me to see a foot specialist as he is concerned I might cause long term damage and wants it checked. The adjustment will change my running which will give me a few aches and pains in my legs. So on Friday I ran 10k, Saturday 16k which I found very tough and today another 16k which wasn't much easier. Add to the altered orthotics and new set of shoes and my legs are wondering what's going on. My PF is bloody sore but the top of my foot feels ok.
Until I see the foot specialist I will keep building up the running slowly and try and stay injury (more) free. I'm not thinking about June 18/19 as there is no short cut to increasing the miles without the increased risk of injury and I'm hurting enough. So I thought I'd bring you up to speed on my journey. No BS or false positive stuff, just an honest assessment. If I am going to achieve my goals this year it will happen because I'm being sensible and managing the pain best I can. Thanks to my fellow runners for their constant encouragement when I am out with them.
Sunday, 22 February 2015
The mental battle
This week has been good for training. It's still on the light side but I'm building it up and making sure I don't get injured.
On Monday night I went out for five hilly miles. I needed to build in some speed and hill work to prepare for the half marathon on Sunday. My legs aren't used to speed (it's all relative) and weren't too happy about it but I pushed them on. On Tuesday morning I had my usual yoga class followed by a tough swim session in the evening. I felt tired the following day and after a heavy day at the office I decided a rest would do me good. So on Thursday I repeated my hilly speed session. It seemed easier and I was happy with the pace of 5.25min per KM.
I made the decision to rest and hydrate on Saturday and had a yoga session to work the muscles and prepare them for Sunday. I felt guilty about not training but I was sticking to my plan.
On Sunday morning the weather was awful. High winds, sleet, snow, ice on the roads and a tough half marathon course. I spent hours deciding on what to wear - shorts or tights, full wind cheater or something lighter? The temperature was 2 degrees but with the windchill probably -3 or more when at the top of the highest climb.
I wasn't sure about the pace I should run, after all my 100 mile pace will be slow as my training should be. I asked top ultra runner Rosie Bell what her plan was. She said she'd be running 9 minute miles. Perfect I thought that would bring me in just under 2 hours which was my goal for such a difficult course in terrible weather conditions. I stuck with Rosie for 3/4 of a mile before I realised her pace was more like 7 minute miles! I then had a decision to make. Should I keep up this fast pace, or as fast as I could go and ignore Rosie heading off into the blizzard, or slow down to the 2 HR pace? I felt good so decided to get some "time in the bank" which I could draw on later. The big climb up "the rig" wasn't too bad but the conditions underfoot were slippy. Therefore I had to be careful on the downhill where I picked the pace up.
At 7 miles we turned back towards home but had a 3 mile undulating climb straight into wind. It was every bit as tough as I thought it would be and as it wasn't an ultra race, I couldn't walk the hill. I gritted my teeth and dug deep knowing that the last 3 miles that followed and if I had anything left I could push on. The plan worked. I truly believed I would be doing well to get 2 hrs but I came in on 1 Hour 51 minutes - delighted especially as the average pace was 5.15 per km which was quicker than my 5 mile run during the week.
I can build my running from here. This was a good test of my physical and mental fitness and gives me confidence for the half ironman in May. Tough races make you stronger and with my training intensity increasing I am looking forward to the benefits!
On Monday night I went out for five hilly miles. I needed to build in some speed and hill work to prepare for the half marathon on Sunday. My legs aren't used to speed (it's all relative) and weren't too happy about it but I pushed them on. On Tuesday morning I had my usual yoga class followed by a tough swim session in the evening. I felt tired the following day and after a heavy day at the office I decided a rest would do me good. So on Thursday I repeated my hilly speed session. It seemed easier and I was happy with the pace of 5.25min per KM.
I made the decision to rest and hydrate on Saturday and had a yoga session to work the muscles and prepare them for Sunday. I felt guilty about not training but I was sticking to my plan.
On Sunday morning the weather was awful. High winds, sleet, snow, ice on the roads and a tough half marathon course. I spent hours deciding on what to wear - shorts or tights, full wind cheater or something lighter? The temperature was 2 degrees but with the windchill probably -3 or more when at the top of the highest climb.
I wasn't sure about the pace I should run, after all my 100 mile pace will be slow as my training should be. I asked top ultra runner Rosie Bell what her plan was. She said she'd be running 9 minute miles. Perfect I thought that would bring me in just under 2 hours which was my goal for such a difficult course in terrible weather conditions. I stuck with Rosie for 3/4 of a mile before I realised her pace was more like 7 minute miles! I then had a decision to make. Should I keep up this fast pace, or as fast as I could go and ignore Rosie heading off into the blizzard, or slow down to the 2 HR pace? I felt good so decided to get some "time in the bank" which I could draw on later. The big climb up "the rig" wasn't too bad but the conditions underfoot were slippy. Therefore I had to be careful on the downhill where I picked the pace up.
At 7 miles we turned back towards home but had a 3 mile undulating climb straight into wind. It was every bit as tough as I thought it would be and as it wasn't an ultra race, I couldn't walk the hill. I gritted my teeth and dug deep knowing that the last 3 miles that followed and if I had anything left I could push on. The plan worked. I truly believed I would be doing well to get 2 hrs but I came in on 1 Hour 51 minutes - delighted especially as the average pace was 5.15 per km which was quicker than my 5 mile run during the week.
I can build my running from here. This was a good test of my physical and mental fitness and gives me confidence for the half ironman in May. Tough races make you stronger and with my training intensity increasing I am looking forward to the benefits!
Sunday, 15 February 2015
targets create focus
The great thing about having a target is that it's set. I've made it public. There is an expectation and I can't back out. In 122 days time I will be standing 5 miles north of Fort William on the Great Glen Way with 3 running pals, Roddie Riddle, Steve Drake and Michael Martin. We will be running 100 miles to Milngavie and on route we will be joined by numerous triathletes who will be supporting us with food, water and running part of the route with us. It will be a joyous event and I am aiming to raise as much money as possible for Maggie's Cancer Caring Centres, an amazing charity that supports Cancer sufferers and their families throughout the illness and beyond. I'll post more details in due course but any support you can give me is appreciated.
However as I sit in Vancouver Airport waiting to return after a week's skiing, the timescale before I undertake this task isn't going unnoticed. My training is about 6 weeks behind for a number of reasons. I thought 5 hours skiing a day would get me in shape but the conditions were so bad I might have managed 7 hours in total. I ran two days and found the altitude tough but was invigorated going through the forrests. But also had to keep an eye out for the Bears who may be coming out of their winter slumber early.
I've eaten well and enjoyed a few glasses of wine so it will be interesting when I step on the scales tomorrow. All week I've suffered from jet lag and just as I'm getting used to Canadian time, im heading back home. It was great to see my eldest son working in Whistler and the opportunities that lie before him. Skiing with all the family was great and it was real quality time.
But if I didn't have my goal set, if it was just an idea then I'd be postponing it so I could build my training up. I've always been honest in my blogs over the last five years and it's no exaggeration that this is going to be a big ask. The most I've run in one session is 15 miles but I am determined that in 122 days time we will be completing the task, ticking the 100 mile box, the west highland way box, and having another wonderful adventure with like minded friends. While we do this money will be raised for Maggie's which will improve the quality of people's lives. And it will be that thought that drags my sorry ass out of bed and forces me to put one foot in front of the other for many many miles! And to help me I have the Strathaven half marathon in a weeks time - bring it on.
However as I sit in Vancouver Airport waiting to return after a week's skiing, the timescale before I undertake this task isn't going unnoticed. My training is about 6 weeks behind for a number of reasons. I thought 5 hours skiing a day would get me in shape but the conditions were so bad I might have managed 7 hours in total. I ran two days and found the altitude tough but was invigorated going through the forrests. But also had to keep an eye out for the Bears who may be coming out of their winter slumber early.
I've eaten well and enjoyed a few glasses of wine so it will be interesting when I step on the scales tomorrow. All week I've suffered from jet lag and just as I'm getting used to Canadian time, im heading back home. It was great to see my eldest son working in Whistler and the opportunities that lie before him. Skiing with all the family was great and it was real quality time.
But if I didn't have my goal set, if it was just an idea then I'd be postponing it so I could build my training up. I've always been honest in my blogs over the last five years and it's no exaggeration that this is going to be a big ask. The most I've run in one session is 15 miles but I am determined that in 122 days time we will be completing the task, ticking the 100 mile box, the west highland way box, and having another wonderful adventure with like minded friends. While we do this money will be raised for Maggie's which will improve the quality of people's lives. And it will be that thought that drags my sorry ass out of bed and forces me to put one foot in front of the other for many many miles! And to help me I have the Strathaven half marathon in a weeks time - bring it on.
Sunday, 1 February 2015
Sensible head
It's been a crap week weather wise with the snow on the road and pavements increased the risk on injury so I didn't venture out. On Tuesday I enjoyed the swimming training. It was tough with a surprise time trial thrown in but with a lot of us doing a sprint triathlon in May, we need to work on our 750m time. Although I haven't been swimming much recently, I felt comfortable working hard and in the end we did 2.2km. I knew I had worked hard because the next day I was tired.
Yesterday was really looking forward to 3 laps at Chatelherault (15 miles) but it didn't go to plan. Half way round the first lap I started to feel sick. My morning routine was normal with porridge 75 minutes before exercise so I'd have sufficient fuel. At the end of the first lap we had a break as some needed to "lose some weight" but when we started the second lap I knew I was in trouble. The pace was fine but I felt empty. My left calf wasn't happy but I've never turned back on this run before. I thought through the situation. What would I lose if I stopped against what would I gain. I stopped having completed 1.25 laps and walked back. I spent the afternoon on the couch and must have fallen asleep for an hour so obviously something wasn't right.
This morning I repeated my routine and ran 2 laps at an easy pace with my pal who had done 4 laps the day before so he was looking for a relaxed pace. My calf was tightening up on the 2nd lap but I felt great. I'm trying to see the physio this week as I want the calf checked but I think I made the right decision yesterday and today so that I can get back to some serious training in the next few weeks.
I recon my training is a month behind but there is nothing I can do about that. Worrying about it certainly won't help. So I'll build up the miles slowly and get some more time on my bike as come May I have a sprint triathlon and a half ironman. Winter is a difficult time for all athletes and there are lots of niggling injuries affecting everyone but the key is making sure they get sorted so we can all achieve our goals. Train hard and train safe my friends.
Yesterday was really looking forward to 3 laps at Chatelherault (15 miles) but it didn't go to plan. Half way round the first lap I started to feel sick. My morning routine was normal with porridge 75 minutes before exercise so I'd have sufficient fuel. At the end of the first lap we had a break as some needed to "lose some weight" but when we started the second lap I knew I was in trouble. The pace was fine but I felt empty. My left calf wasn't happy but I've never turned back on this run before. I thought through the situation. What would I lose if I stopped against what would I gain. I stopped having completed 1.25 laps and walked back. I spent the afternoon on the couch and must have fallen asleep for an hour so obviously something wasn't right.
This morning I repeated my routine and ran 2 laps at an easy pace with my pal who had done 4 laps the day before so he was looking for a relaxed pace. My calf was tightening up on the 2nd lap but I felt great. I'm trying to see the physio this week as I want the calf checked but I think I made the right decision yesterday and today so that I can get back to some serious training in the next few weeks.
I recon my training is a month behind but there is nothing I can do about that. Worrying about it certainly won't help. So I'll build up the miles slowly and get some more time on my bike as come May I have a sprint triathlon and a half ironman. Winter is a difficult time for all athletes and there are lots of niggling injuries affecting everyone but the key is making sure they get sorted so we can all achieve our goals. Train hard and train safe my friends.
Sunday, 25 January 2015
The blogging chimp!
So the "old man" is having a night of from his blog. I'm his chimp, the inner voice, the sensible part of his brain that keeps him in check. I mean come on. Who is this 53 year non-athlete trying to kid on? In 143 days time he thinks he will run 100 miles yet at this stage he's struggling to run 15 miles. After 2 weeks of "man flu" (weak excuse for a cold) he runs 15 miles and the next day gets destroyed with squats and lunges. Struggles in the pool two days later and does bugger all before heading out to Chatelherault on Saturday to drag his sorry ass round 3 laps. He was complaining that on the third lap the top of his calf was hurting behind his knee so when he woke up this morning and it was tight, he crapped out of a run. During a wimpy turbo session he struggled to get his heart rate up and this was followed by a short yoga session. Then the pain starts at the tip of his knee. What a wreck.
OK chimp that's enough. Back in your cage and shut up. It happening. 147 days and I will be completing 100 miles with the fabulous support of my pals while raising money for Maggie's Cancer Caring Centres. You see that's what you don't get chimp. If you have a cause you care for, you'd go the extra (100) mile for then aches and pains don't matter. I'm being sensible, it's an old age thing, in order to make the startline. Better to get their injury free and not as fit as you'd like than injured and not starting. I put you in your box in the desert when I could hardly walk for pain. In the Highland Fling my body failed at the end but the mission was achieved - so f@@k off, it's happening. I need to build the training slowly. So I might not be training with my pals so much as I'd like to because this is only going to work, at my pace. As for the chimp, you need a change of attitude and I'm going to sort that for you.
OK chimp that's enough. Back in your cage and shut up. It happening. 147 days and I will be completing 100 miles with the fabulous support of my pals while raising money for Maggie's Cancer Caring Centres. You see that's what you don't get chimp. If you have a cause you care for, you'd go the extra (100) mile for then aches and pains don't matter. I'm being sensible, it's an old age thing, in order to make the startline. Better to get their injury free and not as fit as you'd like than injured and not starting. I put you in your box in the desert when I could hardly walk for pain. In the Highland Fling my body failed at the end but the mission was achieved - so f@@k off, it's happening. I need to build the training slowly. So I might not be training with my pals so much as I'd like to because this is only going to work, at my pace. As for the chimp, you need a change of attitude and I'm going to sort that for you.
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