Swim with the Mad Dogs

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I mentioned in my Ironman Augusta 70.3 Goals post that I’d made a goal to get at least two open water swims in a month. It sounds like it shouldn’t be too difficult to accomplish, but I’ve had a really hard time getting open water practice in during past training cycles.

I’d heard about the Mad Dogs Wednesday night swims at Pass-a-Grill Beach from several different people but have never made it out. I could make excuses about the weather, the traffic and blah blah blah. The reality of it is, I’ve just never gone.

I had planned to swim at the YMCA pool after work yesterday and made a last-minute decision to try to make it out to the beach for the swim. I left my office at 5:00pm sharp and arrived at the beach at 5:55pm. Just enough time to throw on my suit and walk down to the beach.

As soon as I stepped out of my car I was surprised by how much stronger the wind was by the water than when I left my office. I was nervous to take a look at the water.

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My suspicions were confirmed when we walked down to the beach, waves… real waves. My nerves certainly werent calmed by one of the regulars who said, “oh, this is your first time? It normally isn’t like this”. Yikes. I thought about faking a reason to run back to my car and get the heck out of there, but I decided to suck it up.

You have two options for the swim, a half mile or a full mile. The group walks down to both points and people get in the water at each point depending on the distance they want to swim. I decided with the choppy conditions, I would just do the half mile.

I was told to get in the water at the house with the green roof and get out at the flag pole. It sounded so illusive but sure enough, there at a half mile was the house with the green roof and way off in the distance was the flag pole we’d just come from.

A few of us got in the water with a suggestion to walk out past the break-point in the waves and start swimming. Walking out to that point was probably the hardest part of the whole thing. I had to turn sideways and let the waves crash into me before continuing forward.

The water did seem calmer just past the breaking point. I was able to start my swim and immediately get into a good stroke. The rest was like any other swim, with a little bit of a chop.

The half mile swim took me 20 minutes and 20 seconds. Certainly not my fastest swim, but based on the conditions I was happy with it.

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After all is said and done, I am incredibly glad I went. Everyone that I met was incredibly nice and very welcoming of the newbie. As always, getting there the first time was the hardest. Now I’m just excited to go back. I have no more excuses.

Transition to Tri-bike

I went out for my first ride on my new Felt B-16 triathlon bike on Monday. Making the transition from road bike to triathlon bike is definitely a bit more intimidating than I thought it would be.

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From everything that I’d heard, aero bars were the way to go for triathletes. What I hadn’t heard was just how difficult it is to adjust to riding in that position.

When getting fit on the bike last week I made sure to request a less aggressive fit. I didn’t want an insane drop from my seat to my handle bars right off the bat because, to be honest, I’m still a little nervous. This bike is definitely faster than my road bike was and it makes me a bit uneasy.

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During my first ride I realized just how much pressure aero puts on the neck and trapezius muscles. A whole lot more than I was expecting. I ended up spending the majority of the ride bouncing between aero and upright.

After I got home, I spent some time researching tips to get myself acclimated to riding a tri bike. I found this great article on some stretches for post-ride.

While searching for more information on ways to strengthen these muscles, it hit me… I can google to my little hearts content but the only thing that’s going to make this any easier is to get out there and ride. I’m pretty sure no one ever, in the history of cycling, got any better sitting in front of a computer.

Mark that as my first light bulb moment in this training. Hopefully the first of many.

Have you made the transition from road to tri bike? What was your experience?

Guest Post: Vegetarian for a Week

Hi, it’s Patrick, Tori’s Boyfriend, and I’m taking over the blog today.

Almost a year ago, my wonderful girlfriend decided to adopt a vegan diet. You can read her vegan story here.

I, on the other hand, love meat. I would much prefer a steak over a salad any day. I love a good filet, sushi, fish and definitely a good burger. I add chicken to a lot of meals for the added taste and protein.

Monday I saw my girlfriend tweeted that it was National Vegetarian Week. I told her that I would try to go vegetarian for a week. She didnt pressure me or try to convince me to do it, I made the decision myself. I wanted to do it to see things from her side of the table and to see if I could develop and better taste for veggies (something I’ve never been too fond of). I don’t know if I could ever go full vegan but, in honor of my amazing girlfriend, and National Vegetarian Week, I decided to give it a try.

Now, let me first start by saying that my week started on Monday night, after I had eaten delicious Chick-fil-a for lunch (#4 with no pickle and a Dr. Pepper is a meal fit for Gods). Also, my vegetarian week was a Monday through Friday ordeal. I wanted to start small.

Monday:

  • Dinner- I had my go-to peanut butter and jelly sandwich. This isn’t because I couldn’t find anything that wasnt meat, or that I didn’t want veggies, I just love PB&J (This is one of the best things that Tori and I have in common).

Tuesday:

  • Breakfast- Cinnamon Bagel with Peanut Butter & Co. Cinnamon Raisin Swirl peanut butter, and a big glass of milk (I have this same breakfast almost every morning.)

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When it came to making lunch, things were a bit more difficult. I typically make a turkey sandwich, sausage and pasta, wraps with chicken, etc. I had to figure out new and creative things to make.

  • Lunch- Veggie and hummus pita pocket with tomato, sprouts, and spinach
  • Dinner- Salad on pita with cous cous

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Wednesday:

  • Breakfast – Bagel with peanut butter
  • Lunch – Sandwich with cucumber, carrots, sprouts, spinach, mushrooms and hummus
  • Dinner- Taco Salad and chips and salsa

Thursday:

  • Breakfast – Bagel with peanut butter
  • Lunch – Pita filled with peanut butter and fresh berries
  • Dinner – An entire bag of southwest ranch salad and tortilla chips

Yes, the entire bag.

Friday:

  • Breakfast – Take a guess….
  • Lunch- Risotto with tomatoes, garlic and olive oil.
  • Dinner – PB&J
For snacks at work I had what I normally have, peanut butter crackers, fruit, veggies and hummus, CLIF bars or Bonk Breakers.

Going vegetarian wasnt as hard as I thought. I didn’t wake up on Saturday morning and crave a giant steak (although I did eat a nice omelet with chorizo, avocado, and tomatoes, which was amazing).

I did find that I was hungry more often and needed to eat more substance between meals. I have come to appreciate a good salad, and more greens. Of course, peanut butter will continue to be a major staple in my diet, as well as the delicious binding substance that keeps my wonderful girlfriend and I together.

My Ideal Me

Seeing this picture posted on I <3 to Run’s facebook page (which is amazing by the way) yesterday got me thinking.

Why is it so easy for me to get caught up comparing myself to my “ideal me”?

Where in the world did I get this image in my head of what I should look like? What power do I think I have to dream up my “ideal body” and then feel dissapointed when I feel like I don’t have it? What is perfect anyway?

I’m a woman, a strong woman.

I have thick legs. These legs carried me through an ultra-marathon. They’re literally ultra legs.

I’m athletic and healthy.

I’ve worked hard, really hard, and I’m physically in the best shape of my life.

I’ve never been super model thin, I never will be and I never want to be.

So today, I’m choosing to be my perfect version of me, just as I am.

One moment at a time, one day at a time, I can choose to be my ideal me.