Thanks for all the kind words when I was ill'in. Starting to feel a little better today. Yesterday I awoke at the ungodly hour of 4:30 get my butt to a planned 2-hour hilly ride. Wasn't too bad but after 4 days off the last 15 minutes where a tad tougher then they needed to be.
Today it was off for a 150 minute run in the now, much cooler, canal path. Sweet run it was. Ribs are a bit sore from the lack of effort over the last few days but I think it will pass soon. Myabe I should have considered the weights in the bathroom....
One thing that did happen over my weekend of illness was the Lake Placid Ironman. Beacoupe props to Bruce and Sara who completed the race.
Bruce's race report had two gems that I gladly pass on to you:
...On land again I was flung to the ground by a middle-aged lady "stripper" who, in one motion, tore off my wetsuit with the alacrity of a mud wrestler (hypoxic fantasy #1?). [dhj: #1?! That implies others. Maybe they just go down hill from there?]
...My tip for newbie triatheletes (of which I still count myself one) is to beware of piles of water bottles at any distance from an aid station. While wondering at the isolatedness of one such pile, I thunked into a huge hole at high speed and found myself a water bottle short...
Priceless information, indeed!
Comments (2)
no you don't...you'll be stone dead in a minute...
Posted by bill | July 29, 2005 4:08 PM
Posted on July 29, 2005 16:08
Wise thoughts indeed!
Posted by Flatman | August 1, 2005 11:35 AM
Posted on August 1, 2005 11:35