April 2025 – an amazing run

Life Happens

IRONMAN 70.3 ROCKFORD TRAINING – WEEKS 7/8 WRAP-UP – APRIL 27, 2025

Sometimes the best-laid plans of a triathlete in training often go awry, to paraphrase poet Robert Burns, and the past two weeks have been that way for me. Last week, I took a trip to Florida with the family over Easter to visit my in-laws, which made for a nice escape, and that included an escape from my training. I ran a couple of times over that extended 5-day excursion, but did little else other than enjoy my family being together and enjoying a break from our busy lives.

This past week also had some conflicts: my wife Kari’s birthday, a memorial service for an old friend, an appointment to have my sprinkler system fixed, and the ever-changing weather around here causing disruptions to the training plan. Somehow, I managed to get back at it until I got derailed again with a very sore throat at the end of the week. I could feel it coming on, and thought that maybe it was just a reaction to the bad pollen levels we are experiencing. Nope, it turned into a cold.

Wednesday’s call for a bike/run brick workout that I normally let myself push pace, but found that my calf muscles were not happy about that, cramping up occasionally while I tried to get through 45 minutes of biking followed by a 30-minute run. I grabbed a Gatorade after the bike and took a big swig from it, hoping that a swig of electrolytes would set me straight, but I thought that I better bring it with me. I’m glad I did. Normally, I never cramp while running, but the bike effort had already done its damage. Nevertheless, as I moved forward slowly, sipping away at the Gatorade, I was able to find my stride again. It was a wake-up call, though – I need to focus on hydrating more and making sure that I’m taking in enough electrolytes.

The weather is starting to look warmer here in the Chicago area, and I started thinking about opening the pool. Closing and opening a pool both include a fair amount of work, but there’s definitely more cleaning up with the spring opening. So while the sprinkler guy worked on the sprinkler valve, I gathered my pool opening supplies and read through my notes. Even though I have opened my pool by myself for almost 20 years, each year I forget how to do it. I’m losing it.

I held out hope for feeling good by the weekend, and on Saturday morning, I decided that I felt good enough to run. I planned to take it easy and just run and walk through the 1:45 run, but I felt good and changed my mind, running it straight through. I felt pretty good, but after getting home, my body didn’t like that. I was drained, and now my sore throat was accompanied by a cough. Time to take some medicine.

I opted to skip the long ride this weekend, and instead I filled the time opening the pool and mowing the grass. The pool was pretty clean, and didn’t take much time to vacuum and start the heater going. I should be swimming by Tuesday, or maybe Thursday.

So, life threw some curveballs at me this past two weeks, but experience has taught me not to worry about it. I will pick the plan back up this next week and keep moving forward.

Week 7/8 Totals: Swims 0 – Bikes; Far too few – Runs: Nowhere near enough

Comfort Zone/Danger Zone

IRONMAN 70.3 ROCKFORD TRAINING – WEEK 6 WRAP-UP – APRIL 13, 2025

I put in some good work this week and was feeling pretty good about it. I had not had any nagging issues or pains to deal with for a few weeks now, and I knew better to tempt fate by declaring myself back to normal. What is normal, anyway? I’m not sure if people who put themselves through this type of training for this dumb sport are ever normal. But, I was feeling good and taking notice of it.

I have a usual running route that I take almost every time, and I had noticed that someone had painted little mile markings on the trail. I later realized that these markings were for a local 1/2 marathon race that I have run a few times in the past. As I was running my 6-mile run, I was feeling good and started to think that maybe running that race again might be a good test for myself. I began to push pace, and as the run was winding down, I could feel myself tiring, and the hamstrings started to bark at me, reminding me that any “feeling good” effort could lead to bad things. I decided that pushing myself at this stage of training was not in my best interests. Stay in the comfort zone and avoid the danger zone.

I was tempted to swap my long Saturday ride and long Sunday ride as that Sunday group ride was becoming a fun time for me. But I thought the best riding conditions would be Saturday, so I stuck with that. I was glad I did, because Sunday was a windy day, to say the least.

I overdressed a little for the sunny ride, but I wasn’t uncomfortable. Since the ride was a three hour, fifteen minute ride, I figured I would ride to the west and add on out there if I needed more time/distance. I realized that 3:15 would be a time near that 70.3 bike of 56 miles, so I decided that 3:15 or 56 miles would be a good ride and might be a good way of telling me where I stand at this point of training.

I felt great, and the miles were flying by. I don’t know if riding the gravel bike as I have been doing lately was just harder for me and I didn’t realize it, or if the tri bike was just that much faster. It seemed effortless. Most of the ride felt great, but the comfort zone of the first 2/3’s of that ride started dipping into the danger zone in the last 1/3. I made it home with a 56-mile split of 3:16, not too far off of where I thought I could be, and I think that there is time to get a little faster. I’d like to be somewhere near three hours for the bike portion of the race in June.

2-hours into the ride and a little stop for a nature break and a stroopwafel. Nice day for riding!

The plan called for a run right after the ride, so I changed into running gear and was out running within 5 minutes. The bike was causing numbness in my left foot, and I hoped that it wouldn’t affect my running, but it did. But it seemingly didn’t affect my pace. I felt labored and couldn’t believe that I had an 8:40 first mile split. I pushed on and could sense that I was definitely entering the danger zone again, feeling like I was about to run out of gas. I made it home with a 3.25 mile run and a need for some Gatorade and nourishment. Seems like I went a little too far into the danger zone. The 59-mile day was a wake-up call, letting me know that I am not quite ready to tackle the half-iron race distance. But I’m getting closer. Back at it next week, and back to the comfort zone, I hope.

Week 6 Totals: Swims 0 – Bikes 3 rides/85 miles – Runs 5/27.6 miles

Keep Dreaming

IRONMAN 70.3 ROCKFORD TRAINING – WEEK 5 WRAP-UP – APRIL 6, 2025

I rarely remember dreams upon waking up, and if I do, I generally can’t remember the particulars. But the other night I was dreaming about swimming. It really wasn’t anything of note, but there I was in the pool, swimming laps. I have a past history of being very straightforward about swimming – I hate it. I consider it something I am forced to do to get to the two things in this dumb sport that I like. Yes, I know that there are duathlons and other biking and running events that don’t even include swimming, but those events don’t have an announcer shouting ” CHRIS – YOU ARE AN IRONMAN!” So, therefore, I swim.

But what was my dream telling me? I haven’t even started swim training yet, as spring has just barely started, and I haven’t opened my pool yet. Was it subconsciously telling me that I need to get after it? I remember actually having a fun time in my dream while I was swimming. Is that a sign that maybe I can find a small amount of joy in swimming? Maybe the only way I can enjoy swimming is to dream that I enjoy swimming.

When I started training for my first Ironman in 2013, I can remember how much time I spent thinking about it. Ironman was the only thing on my mind when my head hit the pillow and the first thing on my mind when I woke up. Daydreaming is dreaming, too, right? I spent a lot of time daydreaming about Ironman, from how long it would take me to how to celebrate the finish. When I’m swimming, thinking about swimming is often on my mind because there’s nothing to distract you from it. I don’t have any fancy underwater music players or earphones. You just hear yourself moving through water and try not to think about how much of a drag swimming is. Well, at least for me, that is what I do.

But no matter how much I think I dislike swimming, there is satisfaction when getting it done. It’s hard to beat the feeling of crossing the finish line in a race, but getting out of the water has resulted in some of my best race-day photos. I’m seemingly just as happy to be done with the swim as I am with the race overall.

Looks like I kinda had fun finishing this swim.

It won’t be long, and I will be back in the pool, putting in laps and daydreaming about the next swim challenge that is coming up in June. Until then, I will keep dreaming that swimming is something to enjoy.

Week 5 Totals: Swims 0 – Bikes 3 rides/63.5 miles – Runs 3/18 miles