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Ouuch, Ohhh – ouuooo (weird noises after training)


So I try to get back into it. Biking on my MTB today was… well I live… swimming was actually good, felt good, but now its 3 hours later and my body tells me: “d00d – WTF did you do today?” – well, now I know… I did something, which I didn’t do for some time. Btw: got a new MTB, since my last was stolen… VoiláIMG_0670[1]

Serious training starts on Monday, so today was just a “get up!”. Restarting training is probably as close to masochism as it can get.

What will serious training do to me? Again?

Ouch… have to work, but will probably just go to bed. This doesn’t feel as awesome as I thought it would…

Good night

Yours truly

Martin

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TriAddict about warmth, cold and flat tyres everywhere…


Today in the morning I still felt my muscles aching from yesterday’s core stabilization training. As such my drive to go for my planned ride today was at a low. Still there is no being mistaken: 2 hours can’t be started 1 hour before nightfall. So I prepared after lunch. To make it more interesting I looked for a predefined route at http://www.gpsies.com just to make sure I learn about new tours closeby. Fully prepared I went off and it was… a harsh beginning. Uphill, more uphill and… even more uphill. The roads still wet, my shoes soaked wet through my neoprene shoe covers and… this time I dressed differently and so my bum and anything on the saddle started to hurt, almost burning.

Still uphill coupled with that searing pain I lost all interest in going on. Still I went on. I almost could not sit on the saddle anymore – onward through the pain. I don’t know how often I wanted to turn around and return home – on I went. Passing Usingen I decided to stop and “rearrange” my clothes and suddenly, all felt good. No more uphill, but instead straight ahead or downward with no more pain. The sun came out and suddenly,… suddenly life felt grand. I started to look around and wondered how this area will look like in spring or summer:

looking forwardI looked straight ahead and shot another photo…

Looking backward it looked like this – just imagine all green and blooming.

I was almost past the rolling hills called “Taunus” and just a few meters away to enter the open. Looking behind me I saw my bike.

So I climbed on my bike and onward into the open, when suddenly it became cold, frozen rain on my skin and without my scarf I started to feel cold *brrrrrr*. Stay focused I told myself and off we go. If not… there was the carnival, which forced me on an Odyssey through badly arranged redirections to avoid the carnival. Bet you can imagine how I cursed in the cold forced to guess where they wanted me to drive to get through that small village.

Finally after passing some…. weirdos, who wanted me to stop since my bike lacks a bell (somehow I managed to stay calm, since race bikes don’t need to),… finally I got out of the home of weirdos until I passed another man and his bike on the side. He had a flat tyre, yet I went on. Only to realize I am not allowed to drive on, forcing me to return. With no idea left on how to find my way  home I met the biker again and asked him for the way.

“No need to help me fix my tyre. Someone is on to pick me up home.” He explained to me an alternate way home (I should have shot a photo I know!!) and off we go – auntie Kate and I. Cold, soaked wet my mood approached another low until the sun came out and it suddenly felt warm. Just 20 minutes away the air felt like spring and the sun warmed me.

Life was grand and happily I went home, realizing the night was soon to come and it slowly became colder. Pedalling I heard a weird noise of my tyre on the road… Just about a mile from home I had a flat tyre. I didn’t know that flat tyres are a disease one can pick up from another biker. Yet here I stood on my bike shoes, unable to walk home on those with a flat tyre and with zero aka nadá interest to fix my tyre myself.

Called my neighbour, who was away and couldn’t help me so I plain called  a taxi to bring me home.

A 2 hour ride was planned, 2:43 it was until I had a flat tyre. Still life is grand. And auntie Kate? I believe she wants to be kicked for her stubbornness:

By now it’s after midnight, I am rested, had dinner and I feel grand except for my muscles aching from yesterday’s core stabilization training.

Still life is grand – I love what I do – just do it!

What do you do?

Yours

fatsmoker2ironman

TriAddict – increasingly busy


Slowly I try to increase my workout. Considering past experiences I more cautious as in regular massages, listening to any itch and twitch and much more.

Today started with my… worst workout, something I try to avoid for days: core stabilization. It’s just…. *ugh* to me. Anyways I did and finished that workout, a lot of sweat and feeling exhausted.

Yet riding my bike was due for today and so I set off in the afternoon. Close to dawn I had to attach my bike lights with a cool view down the road, which looked like this:

view down the roadI was curious if I can add a run afterwards too. Yet, when I arrived home both training units from today already had me exhausted. So I save that run for *hopefully* tomorrow after tomorrow’s bike ride.

 

Yours

fatsmoker2ironman

Enjoying the Mountain bike tour


It’s no longer that cold, still we had it snowing today. So I chose my Mountain bike for my planned bike ride. I decided to find my own Mountain bike trails and so set off to discover some. I was “lucky”..

What I didn’t count on: part of those trails were quite difficult – over some slippery wooden roots, always at risk to fall downhill into the water. Yet I got through safely. Still some of the harder parts made me realize how much work cross courses are (not the trail you see here, this one was more like a paved road than a trail). I realized how much the harder parts shook my body and how much work it was especially in my arms and back.

Later on it happened: I got lost! No kidding! I wanted to slowly return, the night approached and I wanted back along the river. Along a trail, which suddenly ended in a huge field with extremely difficult terrain. No city light could be seen, no houses, nothing. So I pushed on, only to realize that I was in a huge curve around the field with no way out.

On I went in a bee line through the field and felt my back and arms being exhausted and shaken by the difficult terrain. In the end I got home but… running was not an option. In fact I am happy if I can walk straight again soon since my back is just that: exhausted, no power left.

A 2 hour ride but it was cool and enjoyable. Off to my next endeavors.

Yours

fatsmoker2ironman

TriAddict – just a short note


Most importantly: auntie Kate is up again 😀

Yesterday some swimming was due – still I took the time to use the bus to the bike shop to have auntie Kate repaired and off to the swim. Again with paddles and only 1.4 km. Today – the day after – no itch and no pain in my rotator cuff. It is safe to tell that my shoulder is up to par again with swim training. I aim to increase swim training distances over the next few weeks to 2.5km each session to 4+km in the end.

I want to know how far I can get in swimming and feel a lot more comfortable with my technique and my power in my stroke. Consider this: I started as the worst freestyle swimmer around here (in regards to speed) and by now am already average. I want to push that further.

For Rothsee Olympic I am still somehow in panic – will I achieve my goal? Luckily my pounds drop even faster now – almost a kg (~2lbs.) a day. All that only by sports, while eating normal and healthy. Nonetheless I intend to have a present for myself in case I can do it: buying me my dream TT bike (incl. a disc wheel) from Fritz Buchstaller in Hilpoltstein as well as a normal road bike – Fritz already has an idea on which bike he considers fitting for me.

Looking forward for the days to come until Rothsee Triathlon. Damn I want to finish the “fat” part in fatsmoker2ironman already.

Yours

fatsmoker2ironman

accidents happen – betrayed by auntie Kate


Yesterday I was out – drinking some, good dinner and so on. So today I didn’t really have the drive to do anything. Yet somehow I decided I have to do something.

What did I do?

I went out for a planned bike ride into the cold. Yet somehow auntie Kate (my tt bike) didn’t like that at all. And so… at the point furthest away from home out in nowhere… I went on my bike at some traffic lights and… auntie Kate’s chain ripped.

Way to tell me: “It is too cold for me out here.” *nods* I understand.

Lucky me no car tried to crash into me and people around were helpful. Of course I am ok, yet it became an issue: how do I get home? Lucky me some postal service package driver picked me up and drove me home.

Now I lack 40 more minutes of my training for today. What will I do? Now off to swimming and then a run.

It’s cold out here.

Yours

fatsmoker2ironman

The cold and swimming – what a wannabee ironman is made of…


freestyle training sessionYesterday a swim session was scheduled. Then again it is dead cold outside at approximately -10°C. Anyway I am still determined to do it the way I am used to: packed in warm clothes, on my bike and off to the bath.

Once in the pool I somehow had issues to understand today’s training plan. So I did not think too much but tried to just do it…

Leg training with kickboard and then 800m at once in a row at 75% – what is Coach Ralf smoking? Ok, we try… And? It worked. 1 minute rest and another 400m at 80%… He must be smoking good stuff. And? I could. 100m after 1 minute rest at 85%. *grumble* okokok giving it a shot. It worked.

Actually I don’t know, why I could or how it is done. I was sure to be unable to swim 800m in a row after my rest. Yet it worked and it felt good. Thank you Coach for a cool training session.

Only later I realized I misread the plan and that I was not meant to do those 800m or 400m at all in a short session. Anyways, I could and I feel good – really good.

Let’s have a look at the things to come.

It was for later in the dressrooms, where a Triathlete, who was also in the pool, passed me and noted (looking at my biking clothes): “You are not seriously biking home?”. I replied: “Sure thing I do. You don’t?”. “No way in hell I would at this cold!” he answered. “Coward!” I replied. And he just said: “I am gladly a coward and openly admit it considering the cold outside…”.

I smiled.

(And I felt cold on my way home.)

Yours

fatsmoker2ironman

It’s that >< cold! No! It's worse…


Preparing for a bike ride at -10°CToday was a ride on my bike scheduled. Well it’s cold outside, but as we all know: nothing stops a TriAddict. So I prepared… Don’t be fooled by the look in my eyes: it’s not despair but dedication, sheer dedication…

So off we go for a ride on auntie Kate – 1:30 hours away from dusk. A smooth start and overall today’s goal is base endurance. Right uphill at the start and I feel pretty warm. But then comes the even part – straight forward and… the wind. A cold wind from the front and from the side cutting like scissors over the skin of my face. My feet becoming cold until… until I can’t feel my toes anymore.

Onward, forward through the cold. After half the ride I realize that I even forgot my water bottle – this might become ugly… Onward through the cold – a good ride, were it not for my feet and especially my toes, which I didn’t feel at all (yes I had warm socks and neoprene bike shoe cover – figure those saved me from the worst).

Yet I remember the song I listened to, when I stopped feeling my toes (how fitting the song’s text… And please ignore the model in the vid…).

Yes I arrived at home, safely but the surprise was yet to come:

At once I warmed up and my legs and feet hurt due to the sudden warmth all around me. My legs almost feeling as if on flames. And then, then my toes warmed up. Imagine a thousand needles piercing your toes at once for 10 minutes and you feel each single needle simultaneously. That’s about how I felt.

And I?

I smiled, knowing it was good.

After the cold bike ride

Did I enjoy? Yes!

Will I do again? You bet!

 

Yours truly

fatsmoker2ironman

On the run… errr bike… err no! swim!


Am posting in a hurry. Today was biking. Well biking it should be – then again it was raining. I waited for it to stop. It stopped. Only to restart more heavy than before. Going out with my bike would have been like going to swim. So I decided to make it swimming.

Swimming was cool, I feel good and now off into the city – on a meeting.

 

Sometimes – sometimes life is grand.

 

Yours

Martin

TriAddict – there we go


The week I finished on Sunday with a prolonged bike ride through Frankfurt. Motivation and fitness seemingly improves.

Yet I still feel my muscles in my upper thigh(s). I truly hope this is gone by next month, when training for running starts again.

Bottom line: I am doing my training completely again (or in Scott’s words: it’s all green 😉 ). Smoking – well that’s the remaining issue, but I am confident to beat my daemons once more. Today is swimming – we shall see.

Yours

Martin

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