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Group run at Kezar

Today was a group run up at Kezar Stadium (just at the entrance to GG Park). I haven’t run there before adn haven’t run on a track since high school, so it was kind of fun. We did a bunch of warm-ups before splitting off into groups. Since I hadn’t been there before, I was split off into a group in which we established a marker time. Basically, it’s just a baseline for you to measure your progress and help you to learn to pace yourself.

We ran 2 x 800 meters (2 laps each) as a warm up, and then another 800 before doing the marker set, which is a mile. I was actually pretty happy with my mile. I did it in just under seven minutes (6:59) which isn’t too shabby. The cool thing is that it wasn’t all out–I actually did another 400 meters after and then went straight into the ten minute cool down (another mile or so). In all, I felt pretty good and did a decent job pacing myself. My lap times were all fairly consistent, which is key to getting through the run, apparently. I think I’ve found a pace that I feel like I could keep at for awhile. Now the goal is to just try to wratchet that up a bit so that I can run faster for longer distances. I figure ran about 4 miles or so altogether….

Afterward, we went to Kezar Pub for a beer (sweet beer). I ducked out pretty early to make some dinner and chill out a bit.

Total Tri Training Numbers
Swim: 6800 meters
Bike: 106 miles
Run: 31 miles

Ketchup + the agony of da knees

Today was a pretty hectic day at work. One of those days where you look up and it’s 6PM and you really haven’t made a dent in the work you wanted to get done. I was sooooo looking forward to a nice swim tonight, but it seems I left my blasted goggles back in NoVa. Wheeeee… Got home too late to bike, so I loped around P. Hill for a bit. Didn’t want to go too hard because I have a group run tomorrow. So I just ran for 25 minutes or so–enough to get my heart going a bit and work out a few of the grumblies from the day. I felt better after running but probably could have used another half hour at least to run off the edge from work today.

I’ll try to update this more often now that I’m back from the East Coast. It was a good trip, all things considered. Got to see some old friends, including my best friend from high school, who I hadn’t seen in more than 10 years and some family. Deborah came with and got to meet some peeps and family, which was cool too.

Dad’s funeral was a mercifully short affair with no small amount of pomp and circumstance. It was a military funeral complete with horse-drawn caisson, color guard, marching band and soldiers with guns. Pretty impressive. My remarks were brief and I managed to get through them ok. There was a nice reception at Sandy’s house afterward and I got to mingle with a bunch of folks — some old friends and some folks I had never met before but obviously cared about Dad. After the reception, I got to hang with a few friends, which was really nice. It included Chris (best friend from high school) and David (best friend) so I was feeling pretty spoiled. Hanging out with Chris was great. We haven’t been great about keeping up over the years, but it wasn’t awkward at all, hanging out with him. He’s a swell guy and I hope to see him in less than 10 years, heh. Oooh–strange coincidence: Deborah went to school with Chris’s younger sister Karen. In fact, they lived together one year! That really kind of blows my mind–small world, etc etc. Pretty crazy.

Before the funeral, I had a good time catching up with some friends and meeting a pair of Deborah’s good friends. Went to the National Gallery and looked at some pretty pictures. The weather was typical DC weather–hot and muggy. It’s actually nice to get a little bit of that weather and be able to leave it. I miss hot summer nights sometimes–loafing around in shorts and a t-shirt…

Did manage to get one work out in with Erika whilest away. It was an recovery week, so I didn’t feel too bad about missing training. We did a good workout though: swam 2100 meters and then ran for 4 miles or so. Felt pretty good too. Erika is a better swimmer than me though, heh.

Thursday after the funeral Erika, Deborah and I went and played mini-golf before packing up and heading out. Our stupid flight got delayed so we didn’t get home until like 3am. Pooey. Slept in a bit and went to work to slog through some e-mails.

Saturday, got up and went for a bike ride with Sirr. Did about 50 miles — to Tiburon and back with some detours (i.e. getting lostish). My legs and lungs felt pretty good, but I got this weirdo pain in my left knee that disappeared and then resurfaced into my right knee with a vengance. It really hurt–pretty disconcerting. I powered through though (perhaps foolishly) and finished the ride. Got home and popped some alleve and had a mellow night at home.

Sunday I spent the day cleaning the house with Bill for our 3rd of July party. It went well. I had fun, at least. That + a kicked keg = success to me.

Total Tri Numbers
Swim: 6800 meters
Bike: 106 miles
Run: 27 miles

Tri and catch up

Sorry it’s been so long since my last posting. It’s been pretty busy/hectic ’round these parts. Just a quick tri update to get all caught up and stuff.

Monday, June 20th: ran about 5 miles. Down to Sports Basement and around to 3rd Street and back up the hill. Hills are painful, heh.

Tuesday, June 21st: swam 1500 meters. Noticed that my stroke gets better when I am more exhausted. Who knew laziness would improve my form?

Wednesday, June 22nd: Another 5 mile run. With the group this time. Ended up on a cool cliff trail that looked out over the GG bridge and the bay. Very nice. Then had a sports nutrition clinic afterward.

Thursday, June 23rd: Did a quick 10 mile sprint bike ride before work. From home to the Bay Aquarium and back.

Totals:
Swim: 4700 meters
Bike: 56 miles
Run: 24 miles

Midweek report

Week has been pretty mellow–consisted mostly of me trainging. Monday, I worked late and made myself do a run after work. It was dark out and I’m not sure how wise it is to go running at night by yourself, but it felt good. I ran down the hill, to Mission Bay Sports Basement, past the driving range, looped back down 3rd Street and up 16th before hitting the hill back up. Was about 4 miles, I’d reckon. I felt pretty good and am realizing that running really isn’t too bad.

Total running: 14 miles.

Tuesday, I met up for dinner with my ex-roomie Maz. We hit Ploy II in the Upper Haight for some of their addictive-as-crack panang. Seriously good stuff. Then we hit Hobson’s Choice for a beer. Noticed there was a Tsunami warning (!) on the TV. Never seen one of those for SF. I guess they are more careful about those things after the last horrendousness. It wasn’t until I got home that I realized that there was an earthquake. A big one at that. Didn’t feel it, but it was pretty far off the coast… I do remember the first time I felt an earthquake here. It was about five years ago and I was talking to my friend on the phone, who live a few miles away. I heard him say: "What the…" and had just started wondering what he was talking about when it hit me. I was standing in the kitchen and I felt the whole house rock in a wave beneath/around me. My reaction was: "Wow! That was neat/fun!" Of course, it was only for a split second–any longer and I’m sure I’d been singing a different tune.

Weekend (Tri) Report

Man it’s hard to stay on top of these things. I’m not sure to split catching up into several posts or to jam ’em all together. Not that it really matters, I guess…

Lessee here… I guess I’ll do it chrono style, instead of the backwards blog way…

Saturday
I woke up hella early (like 6:45) to get picked up to go out to Marin for a group training session. Fortunately, my mentor lives reasonably close and was gracious enough to pick me up. We bopped out to Redwood High School in her Mini, pretending to be awake. Today was a swim/bike session. I felt good that I had gone for a swim workout that week, but was a bit surprised that some sadist had decided to put me into the fast swimmer group. I did not belong there. Those people dogged me, heh. By the end, I was sucking a heady combination of water and air–quite lovely. Good workout, I guess. I’m still amazed at how friggin’ tiring swimming can be. I remember swimming for hours as a kid, but I guess it’s different when you are just horsin’ around vs. actually doing laps. Anyway, after a brutal workout, we jumped into bike gear. It wasn’t really a workout so much as a bike clinic. Most of it was pretty remedial stuff: clipping in and stopping, turning, grabbing your bottle without looking (actually kind of hard, at least returning the bottle w/o looking is). I picked one new thing though — countersteering into a turn. We also did this fun drill where we ride in twos, side-by-side and lean into each other, practicing riding close to others. This guy and I actually locked elbows and almost fell over at one point, but we recovered quick…

After the drills, we had an honoree potluck, which consisted of sitting down, basking in the sun, munching on sammiches and listening to a few speakers. It was pretty inspiring to hear the stories of two honorees who had recovered from Hodgkin’s Disease and are now in remission. Some peeps also told personal stories about family or loved ones. I expect I will probable have to say something at some point, but I’m pretty uncomfortable right now. It was actually fairly hard to listen to all of those cancer stories. Got me a little sad. But it’s nice to know that I’m good company. Good company that is trying to make a difference.

Swim distance: about 1200 meters
Bike Distance: maybe 4 miles (maybe)

Totals:

Swim: 3200 meters
Bike: 14 miles
Run: 10 miles

Warshed up after ward and ran a few errands before heading out with roomie Bill for the evening. We hit Zeitgeist with buritos in tow and a pitcher of Franziskaner before heading out to Berkeley to see Wilco at the Greek Theatre, meeting up with my friend Kerry and a friend of hers (Dave?). It was perfect weather for an outdoor concert and Wilco didn’t disappoint. They played a real good show, including the three songs I wanted to hear (that I haven’t heard them play live before): Kamera, California Stars, and Heavy Metal Drummer. Funnily enough, the songs I wanted to hear most weren’t my faves of the night. I guess I like the studio versions so much that I was disappointed by their treatment live. A minor issue as the show was a really good one. I’ve seen them three times now and I think that’s probably enough, unless their next album just blows me away…

Sunday
Was picked up by Lawrence, who’s pretty sporty and we headed out to the East Bay again. This time is was a biking excursion. Instead of riding with the group, I decided to do a bit more of an agressive workout. Well, it about killed me. Lawrence has done tris before and is generally more in shape than I. It was a beautiful ride with a lot of views and a lot of hills. We started in Berkeley and climbed up into Kensington, along Bear Valley Road and down Wildcat Canyon into Orinda, stopped for a beverage and then rode out to Moraga before making the climb back up, past scenic Canyon, CA, up Pinehurst Road (really neat school there–I would have loved to gone there–nestled in the woods) and along Skyline Drive and back down to the car. As we climbed back up the hill, we encountered swarms of ladybugs–you would ride through them and find several passengers on your clothes. Sure beats swarms of locusts, heh. The hills were challenging and the views were great–really good workout!

Bike: 32 miles
Total Bike: 46 miles

After the grueling bike, I showered and headed over to Deborah’s, and we hopped into her roomie’s car and went out to East Bay (yet again–some kind of record for me). To Berkeley again to meet up with a bunch of Deborah’s friends, including her friend Seldon in town from NYC. I missed hooking up with them after the Wilco show, so it was good to meet him and see some of her peeps. We went to La Mediterranee, which is generally good for food, though I would have rathered hit a restaurant that is unique/specific to Berkeley. Anyway, it was a good time with a good group of folks.

Trip down memory lane…

Today was a group train for the triathlon. Work was pretty grueling today, so if felt good to get out and do some running. Jesus. I never thought those words would ever come out of my mouth. Heh. Oh well. It was raining too. It actually wasn’t too bad. Of course, it wasn’t raining too hard either. We did some hill springy things and ran for a few miles. Nothing too bad. I’m feeling pretty good, considering this is only the third time I’ve run in a week. Before that, I seriously can’t remember the last time I ran. Maybe to catch a bus. But certainly not loping around for a few miles. I think I’m going to keep track of distance, just for yucks…

So far:
Running: around 10 miles or so.
Swimming: 2000 meters or so
Biking: 10 miles or so (slacking on this. Ironic as it’s probably the most comfy area for me)

After training, I swung by Tu Lan and picked up my favorite bean curd in tomato sauce. Good eats.

Then I went through two shoe boxes full of pictures. My friend Anne is amassing photos for a collage for our friend June, who’s getting married next month. Unfortunately, I can’t go to the wedding–it’s in Wales and shit with my Dad prevented me from booking tickets in time. Oh well. At least I found some good pics to share…

It was also a pretty jarring experience. A lot of history in those two boxes. Ex-girlfriends. Dead friends. Ex-wife. Ex-friends. Dead parents. Lots of good times too, but man, it was kinna draining, I have to admit. A lot of funny/incriminating photos too, heh. Maybe I’ll scan some and put ’em up….

Anyhoo. Orf to bed I go. Have to putter about a bit. My best friend David is coming out for an interview with Dreamworks. I am a bit psyched (to put it mildly) at the prospect of he and his wife moving out here. Not holding my breath though as he’s threatened to do it in the past. At the very least, I’ll get to spend a few days with him. Hizzah.

TriTriTri

Teamintraining_logoSo, I’m a tri-athlete. Well, not yet, but I’m training to be one. After returning from seeing Dad off, there was a flyer for Team In Training‘s program to help fight Leukemia & Lymphoma. I took it as a sign and decided to go for the Triathlon. Call me a glutton.

Training has just started and I’m already in the swing of things. Got up at 6:30am on both Saturday AND Sunday. Saturday was the second time I had been running in years (first was last Wenesday and my legs have just started to think about forgiving me). It went pretty well, actually. I’m not a big fan of running, but I have to say running’s not so bad when you have the Golden Gate Bridget to look at. I’m sure when summer takes hold here I’ll be singing a different tune, but it was acutally pretty nice.

Sunday was the first time I’ve been swimming in a looooooong time. It slayed me. Seriously. I was sucking wind mixed with just enough water to make me wish I had gills. Fun. Then, after a grueling training, they timed my 100. Heh. I guess the good side of it is that I have nowhere to go but up (or down, if you are talking about my time). In the interest of full disclosure here’s my time: 2:24. Yuck. I stopped briefly to catch my breath (pathetic, I know), so I’m hopeful I’ll see some gains as the weeks progress.

I’ll be updating here with my progress. Just a fun little experiment and a first foray into the blogging world…

Last night was a team dinner, which meant no workout. Sweet. The group I’m in is cool–four of us are actually work for video game companies, so there’s no lacking for conversation.

This morning, I woke up at 6:30 and hit the gym for a swim. It went better than Sunday did, which is a relief. Still have a ways to go. Swam 1000 meters in various combinations. Trying to get my breathing down right now. Hard to establish a good rhythm without it.

Anyhoo, if you happen to find this and want to help me in my efforts, you can donate here.