Monday, June 30, 2014
MS 150 Bike Ride, June 28-29, 2014
We did (most of) it. Chris and I made the 81 miles the first day, despite his knee's protest. He iced it on Saturday night. We spent the night at the Embassy Suites in Loveland (after some Hooters, and a hot tub) and then got up Sunday morning (sadly, neither Chris, Joey, nor I could sleep in past 6:30), had Waffle House, and Joey dropped us off at the cool little Conoco in Niwot - and we rode Niwot Road to 95th, and caught up with everyone there, to ride 23 miles for Sunday (to attempt to preserve Chris's knee). It was an amazing experience. We then went road bike shopping. Joey's in for next year.
Tuesday, June 24, 2014
What Keeps Me Going
Next week, I hopefully try to help two people develop a love for running. I'm really anxious about this, because every time I think about convincing someone to take up running, I hope for them that they're in it for the long haul. I hope that they develop the love that I do for the activity.
I'm agonizing (well, not really, but it sounds good. Maybe mildly stressing) over which direction to start them in - with a Couch-to-5K plan, or how I do it - run two miles a day, until it's comfortable, and then incrementally increase distance, repeat. (10% (ish) rule), until they reach a goal "normal" distance.
For these two friends, I think I'm going to recommend C25K, only because one is trying to lose weight by September, and the other wants to get in shape, but is so so so busy all of the time.
I hope hope hope that they give it a chance and get to the point that the act of being out and running is what they love. Being outdoors, and the feeling of being ABLE to run. The feeling of moving their body in the environment, and being capable of doing what they're doing. The feeling of being tired from exertion. The feeling after an all-day hike. The feeling after a hard bike ride. All of that - that feeling is like a drug. Seeking it out, because it makes happiness.
I'm agonizing (well, not really, but it sounds good. Maybe mildly stressing) over which direction to start them in - with a Couch-to-5K plan, or how I do it - run two miles a day, until it's comfortable, and then incrementally increase distance, repeat. (10% (ish) rule), until they reach a goal "normal" distance.
For these two friends, I think I'm going to recommend C25K, only because one is trying to lose weight by September, and the other wants to get in shape, but is so so so busy all of the time.
I hope hope hope that they give it a chance and get to the point that the act of being out and running is what they love. Being outdoors, and the feeling of being ABLE to run. The feeling of moving their body in the environment, and being capable of doing what they're doing. The feeling of being tired from exertion. The feeling after an all-day hike. The feeling after a hard bike ride. All of that - that feeling is like a drug. Seeking it out, because it makes happiness.
Sunday, June 15, 2014
Father's Day
So, I bought a notebook to use as sort of a fitness journal, but then took pen to paper and remembered how awful my handwriting has gotten (thanks a lot, career with so much typing) and decided to stick with this.
I told Hubs last night that I was going to run, and then go for a bike ride. He said he would ride with me (we are "training" for the MS150 that's coming up on June 28-29). I finally rolled out of bed at 9:00 (oh, glorious comfortable bed). I went downstairs, got two hard boiled eggs, the salt, and a big glass (16+ oz) of water, and then went upstairs to the eldest son's room, where he and the youngest son were playing some vigilante video game. We talked about the eldest son's day yesterday, and I told the youngest the he was riding his bike with me on my run. Much bitching and moaning ensued.
We took off, and I started out pretty slow (not a big morning runner). By mile three, started to warm up and hit the groove, as per usual. Went four, had fun talks with the youngest, got home and sucked down a Nuun Strawberry Lemonade electrolyte ("sports drink") tablet with another glass of water, and prepared for the bike ride.
Hubs was dressed and ready to go to Boulder (to see folks for Father's Day) and I was surprised - thought he was going to ride with. Talked him into changing, and coming with me - and shockingly, he didn't complain about going the whole way (Big Dry Creek Trail, from where we pick it up, only goes about 10 miles out, then 10 miles back, for an almost 20 mile ride, that takes 1.5 hours, give or take). The ride was AMAZING. I was marveling at how great I felt. Stopped at mile eight for a Clif Shot (cherry chocolate with caffeine) and water, because I was starting to feel less amazing, and more fatigued. The weather was perfect - 70s and breezy. There were a lot of people out - riding, running, walking. It was really great.
Got home, made sandwiches (great Cajun turkey deli meat from yesterday's trip to RAM OffRoad Park for the Dirt Riot), jumped in the shower, and went to Dad's house. Helped them do some cleaning minutia, then went to Moe's for dinner, as their house was being shown. Good BBQ! DQ was right next door (the one I worked at decades ago) and we went there for dessert.
A fabulous day!
I told Hubs last night that I was going to run, and then go for a bike ride. He said he would ride with me (we are "training" for the MS150 that's coming up on June 28-29). I finally rolled out of bed at 9:00 (oh, glorious comfortable bed). I went downstairs, got two hard boiled eggs, the salt, and a big glass (16+ oz) of water, and then went upstairs to the eldest son's room, where he and the youngest son were playing some vigilante video game. We talked about the eldest son's day yesterday, and I told the youngest the he was riding his bike with me on my run. Much bitching and moaning ensued.
We took off, and I started out pretty slow (not a big morning runner). By mile three, started to warm up and hit the groove, as per usual. Went four, had fun talks with the youngest, got home and sucked down a Nuun Strawberry Lemonade electrolyte ("sports drink") tablet with another glass of water, and prepared for the bike ride.
Hubs was dressed and ready to go to Boulder (to see folks for Father's Day) and I was surprised - thought he was going to ride with. Talked him into changing, and coming with me - and shockingly, he didn't complain about going the whole way (Big Dry Creek Trail, from where we pick it up, only goes about 10 miles out, then 10 miles back, for an almost 20 mile ride, that takes 1.5 hours, give or take). The ride was AMAZING. I was marveling at how great I felt. Stopped at mile eight for a Clif Shot (cherry chocolate with caffeine) and water, because I was starting to feel less amazing, and more fatigued. The weather was perfect - 70s and breezy. There were a lot of people out - riding, running, walking. It was really great.
Got home, made sandwiches (great Cajun turkey deli meat from yesterday's trip to RAM OffRoad Park for the Dirt Riot), jumped in the shower, and went to Dad's house. Helped them do some cleaning minutia, then went to Moe's for dinner, as their house was being shown. Good BBQ! DQ was right next door (the one I worked at decades ago) and we went there for dessert.
A fabulous day!
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