The girl and I have continued our CrossFit ways: twice a week and once on the weekend. We’re debating bumping up our membership so we can go more often. Finally after 3 1/2 months of lifting things, we can lift them in the proper way. Let me just tell you: Olympic lifting gets a lot more fun when you’re strong enough to do things moderately correctly.
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.
Today, 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.
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:
- October 19-21: The Hilly Hundred
- November 3: OPSF Ultra 50k, where I bonked last year (but ended up meeting my fiancee as I returned home)
- Dec 1: The Tecumseh Trail Marathon, where all this running started two years ago.
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.
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.
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.
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.
- The 120-mile, 6-day Trans Rockies run;
- Rundle’s Revenge (in Banff National Park in Calgary…which is Canada I hear); and
- The Ragbrai Iowa bike race (7 days, 450-miles), which is less race and more bike.
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.
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.
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.)
Maxx spent the day zoinked on the couch — 24 hours of farm living and 30 Huttons was too much for him — but Rebecca and I hit the Monon for a 19-mile ride from Broad Ripple to Carmel.
Events that happened:
- My tire, which blew out on Thursday, held up for the entire trip and then went completely flat when we removed it from the bike rack and touched the ground;
- This happened in front of Bike Line, as we got Rebecca new pedals and clip-in shoes because…
- She couldn’t keep up with me since I did have clip-ins but…
- My shoes have long been too tight, so I bought new shoes as well, which I had to assemble (more on that).
- We took the bike to the service garage, where Rebecca’s pedals were being assembled and they used the new spare tired I’d just purchased. Along the way, they showed us what went wrong when we’d replaced the old tire.
- (Have I mentioned, we just learned the secret to inflating our tires? The values must be unscrewed first before you can pump air.)
Needless to say: We rode 19.1 miles, spent too much money on new shoes, pedals, and tires, and today we feel like bikers. Me: I spent the afternoon (in between studying) putting together my new shoes, which comes in 5 parts and must be assembled so that the clip-ins sit level with each other (lest your shoes cause you to use different parts of each leg to pedal).
Now we’re ready to bike, which is good because I’ve tweaked my knee in CrossFit and I’m nervous about putting too many ground miles on it right now. No worries, though. I’ve got these: