Way back in 2002, I flew to Austin, TX for my first Ride for the Roses weekend. It’s a century (100 mile) bike ride for the Lance Armstrong Foundation. I called in every favor I could to meet and get a photo with Lance, and I did. The photo didn’t last the weekend (new digital…
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Organizing the (soon to be) New Normal
Two weeks ago today, I was at Florida Hospital, getting what I now know was an 8x4x5 centimeter mass of nastiness taken out from behind my sternum. By this time of day, I was already well in to my post-anesthesia tossing-of-the-cookies and close to having Bugs Bunny Eyes. Thankfully, all of that passed fairly quickly….
Who’s the Big Kahuna Now?? (Race Report)
Because I rarely do research before races anymore, I figured I was going to have a warm ocean swim, flat coastal ride, and whatever kind of run at the Big Kahuna half-ironman in Santa Cruz Sunday. Luckily, we arrived in time to do a little recon. The end of the run was in the sand…
Triathlon with Imaginary Training, or “Let’s Make a Deal”
The way I laid my summer out, it looked like I’d have decent triathlon training, even with, what, eight or nine weeks of travel, mostly right before the Jordanelle Olympic Tri near Park City. I actually got great bike training on the Road to Discovery trip from Austin to Baltimore. I rode 40 or more…
Running is “Easy”
Running is easy. Not easy as in “This is a piece of cake,” but easy, as in lace up your shoes, go out the door. The rest of running isn’t as easy for me as it used to be. I used to be decently fast. Then came Ironman, which brings the sloggy endurance running that…
End of the Road to Discovery (and on to the Next Thing)
3600 miles. That’s how far we rode before being pulled over by law enforcement. It’s an amazing feat, really. We’ve ridden in the pitch dark in front of the van’s headlights, motor paced up to 40 miles an hour behind the van, and generally have made our presence known on the roads for more than…