Day 42: The Week Maxx Got Sick

You’re never told the bad things that happen when you become a dog owner. Those you have to find out yourself. This week, we had the joy of a dog that had worms. I’ll spare you the details, but let’s just say every two hours for 5 days our boy had little gifts for us. Fortunately, he used the basement (unfinished, concrete, drains) so the clean up crew (re: Rebecca) had an easier job.

I spent the week experimenting with foods, medicines, and such trying to get his stomach to settle down. Today is the first day he’s been relatively normal and life at the homestead is back.

Of course, Rebecca and I haven’t slowed down. Today we ran 5 miles, biked 36 miles, and broke up the ride with 30 minutes of Crossfit Workout of the Day (WODs) and pull-up exercises. This after a 10-mile run yesterday. All told, I put 80 miles on the docket this week between running and biking, and we squeezed in 2 Crossfit classes.

I’m even back writing. I (nearly) finished one online class, and by Tuesday I expect to finalize that. John and I spoke about Dungeons + Dreamers, which we keep aiming to get back on track with, and I’ll finalize my research proposal tomorrow.

All toold, it wasn’t the most productive week but we did okay. We’re moving forward as always. I’ve confirmed my Ultra marathon in November and my trail marathon in December. And Rebecca and I still trying to decide whether we should try the Hilly Hundred just a few weeks before my Ultra and her first marathon.

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Day 37: Ultra Trailing

imageToday, I rode 20 miles on the Monon trail. The last time I road anywhere near that distance was 2003 when I was dating a woman who would go on to complete an Ironman Triathlon.

Back then, our 30-40 mile Sunday “fun rides” nearly killed me. In fact, I hadn’t been on my bike since we broke up.

These days, Rebecca and I routinely hit the road for 12-18 mile rides, and I’ve rediscovered my love for bikes.

While we’re gearing up to ride in the 2-day Hilly Hundred in October, I’m still a runner at heart. As I weaved my way through scores of high school cross country runners on the Monon, I couldn’t shake the fact that the itch to do weird things was back upon me.

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Day 35: Things I’m Signing Up To Do

We just returned from several days down in Brown County where I managed to sprain my wrist (Crossfit Hang Clean into Squats got me) and bruise my Achilles on a 250-foot climb (1 of 2 Category 4 climbs on the run, which in the easiest of the category climbs apparently) when I nearly tumbled over the side of a large hill while biking in the Brown County State Park.

To celebrate our fam-cation, we got up at 5 am and drove back to Indianapolis for our Saturday Indy Runners group. The 8-mile run wiped us out so we took an extended nap before heading to Broad Ripple Crossfit to watch Day 2 of the Crossfit Games with 35 or so new friends.

During the evening, we were introduced to the phrase: “Death before DNF,” which is the unofficial motto of Crossfitters who compete and finish long after they’ve been eliminated. Of course, that kind of motivation got me thinking about next year’s two adventure races (TransRockies and Ragbrai) and what I needed to do to get in shape. While I’d planned on taking this year to get in shape to train for next year, I’ve decided to try my hand at a few longer races this year:

There will be no time goals, just a little bit of running and biking to see how ready I am to go after my bigger goals next year. If you’re planning on doing any of these, let me know. We’re planning on making this a fun-filled year.

Day 28: Heat Index Run

On Friday, we went on a 17.8 mile bike ride because we were feeling cheeky. By Saturday morning, we’d wished we’d thought that through a little more.

We knew Saturday’s Indy Runners 8-mile run was going to be brutal because it was 80 degrees at 2 am when we had to take Maxx, the dog out for his evening constitution. It’s hard to describe the misery that comes with a trip outside in that kind of heat. Needless to say, it was hardly better at 7:30 am when we set about.

There’s little sense in recapping the run; rest assured, it was not a tremendous amount of fun for Rebecca. This was her first long run in marathon training, and it was the hottest run in the collective memory of Indy Runners. An inauspicious beginning to training.

However, we ended well. One of the nice runner was snapping pictures, and he snagged this one as we were walking away:

Day 26: Training Commences…in the Heat

Maxx has gotten released from much exercise this week because of the sweltering heat. We did get out on the trail on Monday for 5 miles. It was rough for the little guy, but he made several new friends during our frequent water stops. Nothing makes people happier on the trail than petting our happy dude.

As for us, Rebecca is now week 1 into her marathon training and I’ve joined her (although I have no race in mind). I’m also continuing to work on my overall fitness with biking and Crossfit mixed in with the runs. 

We love our work weeks, but oly cow is Crossfit tough We’ve been going to the 9 am class, which is a rough way to start the day but it sure makes breakfast taste good.

More to come, but for now, the 90-in-90 continues to go well.

Day 22: Marathon Training Begins…

While I’m not running any races this year, I am trying to get my body (and my dog) in shape so that I can tackle some big adventure races next year. Since I’m old and not really an athlete anymore, I wanted to make sure the training — biking, CrossFit, and running — didn’t overwhelm me.

Last night, we finished up our training plan through October, and today started the journey.

On our first run, I packed a bunch of my ultra-gear, which meant I could take my camera. Here’s Maxx, post water break, doing his majestic thing.

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Day 20: And Then it Rained

No Maxx running today. The rain sloshed the dog park, but we’re lining up a Dog + Brad 5k tomorrow morning before The Girl and I head to Nashville, Indiana for The Great In-Law Introductions of 2012. 

Today, Rebecca started training for a fall marathon. We joined the Indy Runners Club for its Saturday 7:30 am run. We went 6 miles, stopped for a quick coffee and change of clothes, and then headed out on a 12.5 mile bike ride. Eventually we’re going to work CrossFit into that morning as well. This was not that day.

We’ve started, though, and that’s what matters. We love our weekend fitness routine, and I can’t wait to get Maxx more involved once we get moved to the Monon.

Aside: I’ve signed up for the 5×50, an organization that’s encouraging people to run, walk, or cycle a 5k every day for 50 days. It starts in September, and I’m currenty trying to convince the girl to join me. You should as well. 

Day 18: Looking for Partners in Adventure Crime

The 100-degree weather settled in and Maxx wanted nothing to do with the outdoors. I’m getting up at 6 am tomorrow to take him out. One way or another, he’s exercising this week.

My juices are starting to kick in, though, and while I’ve abandoned all racing plans this year, I’ve got my eyes on next year. I’m definitely doing the Appalachia marathon again. But I’m also looking for some partners for rather insane events next year.

I’m trying to persuade by friend Austin to do the TransRockies, and he’s set on the Ragbrai. I’m up for everything. Interested in getting weird and adventure-some?

Drop me a line. Send up a signal. Let’s do this.

Aside:

I’m dropping out of this year’s Grandfather Mountain Marathon while I get in bike and CrossFit shape. Next year, I’m back but I’m only doing adventure races. Road races don’t do it for me anymore. However, if you’re interested in a brutal mountain marathon, I’m down.

Grandfather Mountain Marathon ends at the Scottish Highlands Games, and is well worth the trip.

I may be persuaded to run this year’s Tecumseh Trail Marathon in December if I start getting back in running shape. 

Day 16: Revenge of Maxx

I’ve not had time to write the last two days (but tomorrow I’ve got an 8-hour block of time ready to go), but Maxx and I have hit the trail before the coming of the heat. 

Today’s epic 3.5 mile run was our fastest yet, clocking in at 9:20 miles. The only elements holding us back: the bathroom and traffic. Other than that, we were cruising at roughly 8:30 miles, which is pretty good for us. (CrossFit and biking are starting to show results.)

I’m still trying to work out my camera issue. My Android Galaxy is too large for most arm phone holders, and the only way I can carry my phone is if I strap my Nathan on my back. I may start doing that just so you can see Maxx freak out when squirrels run by. It’s worth it.

(As a side note, Rebecca and I now bike at least 30 miles per week. We bought her clip-in pedals and shoes, which we tried out today. She loved them. My new bike shoes still need a little tweaking: they are self-assembly and I’ve got to get the spacing worked out. Either way: we are bike fanatics at the moment.)

Day 8: Too hot, must sleep

I slept terribly last evening so we didn’t get out to our run until 9:30 am. By then, the heat had come. Maxx, the dog had to stop for water and relaxation three times. Really, though, I couldn’t blame him. It was 88 degrees when we finished.

He’s celebrating now by sleeping. Every few minutes he gets up, wanders somewhere else, and then falls asleep.

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Week 1: Maxx + the Summer Heat

Maxx and I hit the Monon on Thursday for a 6.1 mile run, his longest by more than a mile. Unfortunately, it got much hotter much quicker than I’d hoped. (Apparently I read the weather report incorrectly.) My boy was a gamer, though. He willingly stopped at every water stop, and for 3.5 miles he chugged along quite well. We stopped for a 5-minute rest and water session on the way back and again at the 5.1 mile mark.

It’s weird being the owner of a running dog. When I get hot, I can tell my running partners I need a break. Maxx, the dog, however, will just keep running until he’s overheated. Since I’m new to this game, I’m sure we stop more than other dog owners but it’s just not that important to me that we set land-speed records. 

When he sits down, I keep my hand on his skin. If he’s hot, we stay there until he cools off (and if it’s not hot, I know he’s just being a pain in the ass and I give him a minute or so to compose himself before we go).

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