Cool Wake Up

I have addressed this phenomenon before, but I am certain that I woke up today in the pool.  I am not certain how I arrived there with Tri-Boy in tow, but there I was teetering on the edge of the pools edge staring at my rippled reflection and then I guess I leaned in a bit too far.  Down to the bottom, eyes closed, and stretching to unfold my wings and take flight.

Then, with much trepidation, my arms, as if moved by some unseen puppet-master fell in to familiar rotation to the end of my lane.  

The monotony of lane swimming broken by the Ramora-like attachment of tri-boy to my leg - clinging for a free ride of the remainder of the lane.

I should charge a fee.  

With a  steamboat lead, I was able to tie tri-boy.  He thinks I held-back, but you and I both know that is not the truth.

Wednesday Grind

After a day of running about it was nice to get the family all picked up and home.  The thing was that I was coming home and then turning around and going right back out for the Wednesday night hang at the Pam am lower MPR.  So in tot he house and then trust that everything was packed and ready to to.  Unfortunately in all the rushing about, I missed my HR monitor... booo.  Not a big deal, but a deal nevertheless.

We got everything loaded ok, but the wind was ridiculous.


As we unloaded at the pool, I literally thought my nose was going to freeze off.  What a wind.  With the wind we are now down to -40˚C.  Phew.

The workout was solid as always and just what you would expect for week three.  5X1 minute hard then 1 minute easy.... Two sets and we are done.  That's enough to kill ya... or at least make you grunt in agony.

Here's the data....

An anchor is a good training tool

You know... I have been doing this for a while now.  When it comes to swimming, I have a pretty good idea how to work hard and to suffer in the pool.  Well, let's just say that Tri-boy reminded me of something from my childhood on Monday morning.  You see when I was much younger, my dad and I would go out fishing.  Our little 6Horse white Chrysler motor would go a bit too fast on occasion for trolling.  So to slow it down he would drag a bucket behind the boat.  This would make it so that we were at the perfect speed for fishing. Well, on Monday, Tri-boy got a-hold of one of my legs as I came by and he latched on and made me pull him through the lane to the wall.  What a work out.  Nothing like dragging 100lbs of dead weight through the water.  He tried to dolphin kick one time and that even made it worse.    Regardless, it still was one hell of a work out.  At the end of my 30 minutes, he and I each took a lane and he got a 5 steamboat head start and we ended up coming close to tying.  I think at the 6 steamboat mark, he will have me.

Cold... but not that cold

Up early for the Olympic Man's gold medal game against Sweeden.  Lots of interesting happenings across Canada as the bars in Manitoba got permission to open at 5:00 a.m. and the bars in BC got permission to stay open all night (but they had to stop serving alcohol at 2:00).  Some debate on CBC about the best beer to go with Cheerios.  My bro says Guinness.

The temperature is back up (down) and the wind is howling... but..... -28˚C is not an excuse to stay in, so Tri-Girl and I headed out to the Harte Trail to see what's up.  It was a great walk that had moments of severe driftage, but for the most part it was packed down and the only real uncomfortable moments were when you were not in the trees and the wind came in with a vengeance from the North.  Google Earth says we did 4.83K.

Interesting how the Trail Changes from season to season.

    Fall 2013








Today - Feb 23, 2014

21 Jump Street

Today's workout is brought to you by the cast and crew of 21 Jump Street and the great people at Nexflix.

So here's what choo do.  You set up your trainer in front of your TV nice and close so that when you take your glasses off, the image is large enough so you can still  make everything out.  Get your self a bottle of water and another bottle of vitamin water and set up to enjoy the next  hour and 49 minutes.

As I was completely exhausted from a night of helping tri-boy throw up every 30 minutes, I missed workout with the tribe this morning.

My plan then was to have some me time and catch a flick.

So with a few builds in the midst of it all, I managed to enjoy some time on the bike.

Collision in my stupor

Into the pool.  "Daddy, don't jump... it makes waves," says tri-boy.  In my mind there is only one way to get into a pool at 6:50 in the morning.  JUMP!  To be honest it is more like a controlled fall.  You just lean over a bit too far and let yourself fall into the chilly wet hug of the overly chlorinated water of the Y.

Even though we had the pool to ourselves, Tri-boy insisted in sharing a lane.  This makes for super fun for the both of us as he races me, swims under me and at one point was hanging upside-down in the water with his nose plugged watching the world go by.

As, I turn off the wall, I am not looking forward... more like looking down and then... WHAM... I launch right into the boy.  Scared the hell out of me.  I was totally zoned out and not paying any attention at all to him and then WACHACK.

I was, admittedly, a little tired as 20 felt like 30 and 30 felt like an eternity today.  Add in an increased stroke count and you have a very tiring Friday swim.




Thank goodness, someone was there to take a photo.

Wednesday with Chris

J was out in Ottawa meeting the rents, so Chris was in.  I was neither.  Spent the day at Optimist and I was done.  I texted Tri-Girl from the bus and was unsure about even going.  She was clear that I should go as I would feel so go when it was over.  Great.... I work out because it feels so good when I stop.

I like this better

Anyhoo....Good workout.  Started with the HR recovery set and you could tell I was exhausted.  163/117 = 48..... simply not cool.

Then into 1minute extremely hard and then one minute recovery... or as I put it or as I perceived it.... 6 minutes of feeling like barfing then 5 seconds of rest.  4 times then 5 minutes easy and repeat.