The Process vs. The Outcome

I have spent much of the last two weeks reflecting on the last few months. I started the year eager to put 2009 behind me. I was certain that my injuries would heal quickly and I would be back on the race circuit pronto like nothing had happened. I set lofty goals. I wanted a do-over of 2009.

A New Hobby

In the week since Lake Stevens I have trained a total of two hours. It is hard to believe, but that is the utter truth. It has taken 7 days for the acute inflammation and pain to subside and I expect that next week I should be able to execute a light week of training. At this point, though, I do not anticipate racing again this year. The ribs are just not ready for the rigors of the 70.3 distance.

Same S**t, Different Day

Today I raced the Lake Stevens 70.3; I finished with a PW – personal worst. Rather than lament about another race gone wrong  I thought I would share some of the interesting happenings and encounters on race day.

A Non-Race Report

It is not often in life that a circumstance occurs testing whether you actually learned from a previous mistake. I have spent much of this year dealing with rib injuries from my bike crash in November. I rashly toed the line at two early season half Ironman races, thinking (hoping) I was ready for the rigors. The results, two DNF’s, were devastating mentally and physically.

The Dog World

We have now had Diesel for six weeks. The impact on our lives spans beyond the obvious changes that occur when you are training a young puppy.  Entering the realm of “dog world” has been interesting in ways I could not have predicted.