tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81758252024-03-13T15:48:43.722-05:00the other brotherThe other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.comBlogger188125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-89993480868420867432011-08-04T07:51:00.003-05:002011-08-04T08:01:27.603-05:00Who Are You?I recognize it's been a while since my last post but now that I'm knee-deep in nursing classes and clinical rotations, I feel that I have something interesting to write about again. That said, I'll warn you that this isn't the most cheery entry. <br /><br />I'm not exactly sure what HIPAA permits me to write about and what it doesn't, so I'll try to keep everything about actual people as vague as possible. <br /><br />For most of July I spent a day each week in an Alzheimer's facility (as a nursing student, not as a temporary resident; my cognitive processes aren't that far gone yet). Throughout my time there I alternated between being really interested and really depressed. The interested came from talking with residents, learning about their lives and seeing the effects of the disease (from an impersonal perspective). The depressed came from seeing the effects of the disease from a personal perspective. <br /><br />There's been a lot written about declining mental status and quality of life, and I don't really want to dig into all that. At the very least, my experiences in the facility reinforced my opinions about treating others with respect and allowing them to live their lives with as much dignity as possible. <br /><br />There's been something particular weighing on my mind though. <br /><br />On my last visit I encountered two residents who were very affectionate with each other (holding hands, cuddling, kissing, etc.). At first I thought they were a married couple who lived at the facility. When I was informed that they weren't, my reaction was, "Oh, that's nice, these two individuals found comfort in each other." Of course, because things are never that simple, the next thing I learned was that one of the residents was still married to a non-resident and the spouse was frequently upset upon visiting to see those overt signs of affection with someone else. <br /><br />No one is really to blame or at fault. Obviously this situation is awkward, but I hesitate to say it's unfortunate. It's certainly unfortunate that <i>anyone</I> has Alzheimer's, but I don't think it's unfortunate that people nearing the end of their lives with a tragically debilitating disease are able to enjoy a small sense of comfort and happiness. <br /><br />What's been weighing on my mind is the concept of self. I've always thought that a person's actions reveal that person's soul. If actions are what define a person, does that mean that completely "abnormal" actions from the way someone has lived most of his or her life mean that someone is actually a "different" person? Is the "soul" different? <br /><br />Another thing this experience taught me is that the blood is easy, the brains are hard. I expected the strong emotional response from going into nursing as a new career. I didn't expect the internal metaphysical debate. <br /><br />Aren't you glad I started blogging again? <br /><br /><hr><br /><br />EDIT: I showed this to Hannah before posting and her response was that presumably (and it is a presumption), the couple in the facility were always affectionate people so the big picture of how they act hasn't changed, therefor they still have the same "soul" -- at least as far as my definition of soul. They may not remember who they "were," but who they actually <strong>are</strong> hasn't changed; it's just that the people involved are different due to circumstance.The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-81595544022485664892011-03-03T15:04:00.008-06:002011-03-03T15:34:51.938-06:00Train Smart, Race FunBear with me while I set this up:<br /><br /><ul><li>A few weeks out from the Austin half marathon, I swam a 400IM on a whim during our group swim practice. <br /><li>I also happened to be re-reading <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Gold-Water-Ordinary-Extraordinary-Olympic/dp/0312265956" target=_blank>Gold in the Water</a> as I typically do about once a year. The book mostly focuses on an elite swimmer trying to make the 2000 Olympic team in the 400IM (that might have been the impetus to give swim it at practice, I can't quite remember).<br /><li>Around the same time, I found out short course Masters Zones would be in San Antonio in the beginning of April.<br /><li><i>Also</i> around the same time, I tweaked my Achilles training for the Austin run. That shot my mood way into the dumps. I still wanted to race, but my enthusiasm for it was lacking. <br /><li>Right when all this was happening, over on <a href="http://www.endurancecorner.com" target=_blank>Endurance Corner</a>, team member Mike Coughlin wrote an article on <a href="http://www.endurancecorner.com/Mike_Coughlin/Keep_It_Fun" target=_blank>"keeping it fun"</a> during winter training.(I also interviewed Mike for an upcoming athlete profile -- keep an eye out for it).<br /><li>All this got me thinking about a fun challenge. I've never raced the 400IM in a meet. I don't even think I ever did a 400 off the blocks in a practice as an age group swimmer. In fact, I don't remember ever doing a 400IM at all in practice without having to fall back on some one-arm fly. </ul><br /><br />You can probably see where this is going: <br /><br />I've decided to take up scrapbooking. I'm very <a href="http://nickmathers.blogspot.com/2010/05/skillz.html">artistic</a>. <br /><br />I also decided to sign up for the 400IM at Masters Zones. It's a fun challenge for because it's such an unknown; the distance and strokes aren't a mystery, but it's the question of "how fast can I go?" <br /><br />Gordo has me on a plan to get ready for the event without totally falling off my run and bike work.<br /><br />At some point, I'll probably pick some other events to swim at the meet. Driving more than three hours for a 400 yard race isn't quite worth it. Tack on another couple hundred yards of events? Totally worth it. <br /><br /><hr><br /><br /><strong>Zeros Update</strong><br />I mentioned in January that one of my goals for 2011 is to have less zeros than in 2010 (a "zero" being a day without some kind of exercise). <br /><br />So far, I'm not off to a stellar start, but I've got 10 more months to go.<br /><br />January 2010: 11 zeros<br />February 2010: 6 zeros<br /><br />January 2011: 13 zeros<br />February 2011: 7 zeros<br /><br />So I'm three zeros in the hole already. I've been righting the ship the last few weeks though.The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-25127252446836119502011-02-23T09:36:00.010-06:002011-02-23T11:36:23.630-06:00Train Smart, Race DumbThe Austin Half Marathon was kind of a bust for me. For a little while I was trying to rationalize my not-so-good result as the course being tougher than last year. However, that wouldn't explain why I wasn't able to manage my effort to finish strongly -- I essentially slogged my way through the last two miles. <br /><br />Despite practicing my efforts for the first three miles a bunch in training, I still went out too hard. While I recognized the mistake around the half way point, it wasn't until I reviewed my HR/pace splits that I saw how bad and how early things went screwy.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UGUacTjzV1Q/TWVCfx5_d_I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/yOOk4QYDKmI/s1600/Austin13.1.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UGUacTjzV1Q/TWVCfx5_d_I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/yOOk4QYDKmI/s320/Austin13.1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576936827308177394" /></a>I don't remember going temporarily insanse in mile 2 of the race, but I suspect short term amnesia is associated with temporary insanity. Once I saw the numbers and realized where things went off track, I began kicking myself. <br /><br />"I <i>never</i> race dumb, why would I do it all of a sudden in this race?" I wondered.<br /><br />Then I started going over some of my other race results and notes from the last few years. Interestingly, I almost <i>always</i> go out too hard in running races. Other events (particularly triathlon and swimming) were paced much better, probably because I have a deeper background in swimming. Since tris start with swims, I do okay -- by the time the run comes along I'm usually in a groove to raise effort towards the end.<br /><br />In most running races I've been able to fudge my effort management errors because I typically only participate in shorter stand-alone running events: 5k-15k. Last year's half marathon was the anomaly regarding pacing -- probably because I could see the first climbs on the course from the start (fear can be an effective governor). <br /><br />So, it looks like I have two choices: stop competing in running events or learn how to control myself in the early miles of a race. I was leaning to the "no running" option because I'm naturally lazy and that's the pace of least resistance, but with 90% of the local events all beginning with a run (or, in the case of 5k and 10ks, also including a middle and end portion comprised of a run), I think I'll be better off adapting my racing strategy, otherwise I'll spend most of time sitting on the couch.The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-14333121687262515622011-02-09T09:11:00.008-06:002011-02-10T15:52:34.119-06:00Knowing<img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TVKu7M_4TjI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/1dG_cavunyg/s1600/gi-joe-the-battle-shirt%255B1%255D.jpg" align="right" width=255 hspace="55" border="55">I had set a goal to break 1:30 in the Austin half marathon. In hindsight, that goal was completely arbitrary -- a nice, clean number, but not much else. I've done no testing to determine if the pace required is manageable, let along realistic (the workouts were on the calendar, I just didn't do them). That 1:30 reflects a six-minute improvement over my time from last year on a slightly different course. To run a 1:30, I essentially have to run the race in the same time it took me to run 12 miles last year.<br /><br />A further challenge to my ability to hit the arbitrary goal is that I tweaked my left achilles two Sundays ago. Yesterday was the first time I ran in eight days. <br /><br />I guess you could argue that I'm just making excuses. But I've been involved with Endurance Corner long enough to learn that you don't magically race faster than your fitness level just because you want to. My training paces aren't screaming sub-1:30. They're not even mumbling sub-1:30. <br /><br />I'm not saying I don't have a chance at 1:30; I'm saying I don't <i>know</i> if I have the fitness to do it. <br /><br />I still plan to PR. I'm still going to try for that 1:30. I'll know if I have a chance around the halfway mark as that comes after three miles of downhill. If I'm below 45 minutes, I'll have a shot. If not, I'll just race to beat last year's time. If my legs blow up on me... well... that's my own fault for going out too hard.The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-21472936023017141852011-01-20T08:28:00.006-06:002011-01-20T09:17:04.039-06:00My best season everOver on <a href="http://www.endurancecorner.com" target=_blank>Endurance Corner</a>, January's theme is "Your Best Season Ever." So far this month there has been a ton of great content about figuring out what you did in the past and what you are doing now to set yourself up for success. It's focused on sport, and triathlon specifically, but there's a lot of good stuff in there that's applicable to life in general. <br /><br />I'm fortunate that in my editorial role for the site I get to see all the content early and mull it over in advance of posting. So if you wonder why I'm fast 10 days earlier than you, there's your answer...<br /><br />The main objective of the theme is to help readers have their best season ever in 2011 (in case you couldn't figure that out by yourself). It's very <i>Men's Health</i>ish, I know. Some of the other contenders for the month theme were "Lose Your Gut" or "Fight Flab and Win!" but those don't apply to EC's general audience.<br /><br />In reading through all the content, I began reflecting on my 2010. I've said before (but probably not on this blog, since I've been a little irregular with the updates) that I feel 2010 was a breakthrough year for me. I set a personal best in every event in which I competed -- ironman, half ironman, olympic distance, half marathon... even what I felt was an out of shape 5k in November was still almost half a minute faster than ever before.<br /><br />To be sure, having a coach has helped tremendously. So has being permanently based in Texas. I suppose one could argue that returning to school allowed me more time to train, but as I <a href="http://nickmathers.blogspot.com/2010/06/volume.html">noted before IMCdA</a>, I did less volume this year than in 2009 preparing for Lake Placid. And honestly, I think I'm more stressed with academic life than professional life (I have another blog post rattling around in my head about that -- I dislike academia...). <br /><br />So what made the difference? In my mind I was inconsistent in my training throughout 2010. But on paper (reason No. 1 for keeping a journal!), it turns out I was the most consistent I've been since I was training for Rowing Nationals and Canadian Henley in 2002. To be fair, my "remembered" inconsistencies weren't completely made up -- I did have a bunch of holes throughout 2010, but they were relatively small holes. <br /><br />Many triathletes remember their huge, epic days as their "average" output. I have a tendency to get sucked into recalling what I didn't do and creating this mental image of myself as wildly inconsistent, which doesn't do much for my motivation.<br /><br />My main athletic goal for 2011 is less zeros. I'm not going overboard and saying "no zeros" -- I know myself well enough to recognize that's a bit of a reach for me. Sure, I have some specific race objectives, but with the nursing program and other things going on, I'm going to keep it simple this year ("simple, not easy" -- I love that quote). If all goes to plan, I'll be able to create a multi-year block of "my best season<strong>S</strong> ever."The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-56282326862354840582010-11-22T14:53:00.010-06:002010-11-22T16:30:08.179-06:00We made beerThat title isn't some strange euphemism for getting drunk; we genuinely made our own beer.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TOrkloK962I/AAAAAAAAA4A/FpMvtgwWtFQ/s1600/HPIM1112.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TOrkloK962I/AAAAAAAAA4A/FpMvtgwWtFQ/s320/HPIM1112.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542493626522528610" /></a><br />Our neighbor is an experienced home brewer and after hanging out with him enough, it's hard not to get the urge to try it yourself. Luckily (for me), our neighbor is also used to helping people out, so he walked me and some other folks through the steps a few weeks ago (Hannah was away on "Teach a Friend to Brew" Day -- apparently a real thing). <br /><br />We ended up with just shy of two cases of Scottish 70 Shilling Ale. I should clarify that I was attempting to make Scottish 70 Shilling, the end result wasn't just some fortuitous byproduct of "well, let's throw this stuff together and see what happens." We were short a couple bottles worth because my physics were off and I didn't have the primary and secondary fermentation carboys at appropriate heights. Ah well, live and learn. Our neighbor was nice enough to let us use his carbonation system to bottle everything, which let us cut about two weeks out of the conditioning process. Basically, we had drinkable beer eight days after starting.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TOreBUEHusI/AAAAAAAAA3w/gy5DY84mGOs/s1600/HPIM1109.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TOreBUEHusI/AAAAAAAAA3w/gy5DY84mGOs/s320/HPIM1109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542486405580044994" /></a><br />Since San Angelo stopped recycling glass about five months ago, this let us put some of the bottles we've been stockpiling since the summer to good use.<br /><br />The beer was/is pretty good. I'm not just saying that because it was homemade. Well, I am saying that because it's homemade, but other people have been polite enough to not spit it back in my face or get sick when they try it, so I'll take that as a compliment.<br /><br />This past weekend, Hannah got to be more directly involved and basically made the whole thing herself -- an oatmeal stout. It's doing it's thing in the garage right now. "It's thing" means making a huge mess during the fermentation process. Last time I wasn't prepared for the bubble-over so I had to spend a good chunk of time scrubbing the floor. This time I put the fermenter in a plastic tub to make the clean up easier. My sister-in-law was concerned that the brewing process was similar to making meth. Luckily for my house, that's not the case, as I assuredly would have blown everything up by now.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TOreABD6rXI/AAAAAAAAA3g/fUC-CZjWHtw/s1600/HPIM1107.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TOreABD6rXI/AAAAAAAAA3g/fUC-CZjWHtw/s320/HPIM1107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542486383299046770" /></a><br />Since the first round, I've also straightened up the garage to keep things better organized. There wasn't much risk of contamination of any kind since nothing can get in the fermenters, but sticky, oozy things and bike parts don't necessarily go great together. Or, more accurately, they do go great together, but I prefer to keep them apart.The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-72886448343324994182010-10-21T08:24:00.005-05:002010-10-21T08:58:29.721-05:00Thoughts from Austin 70.3I should clarify that title: these are <i>my</i> thoughts about the race; the race itself did not have any thoughts (that it shared with me anyway).<br /><br />I'm not really going to go into the boring details of my heart rate, watts and pace for the race, as they're not that compelling for the majority of folks who read this blog (all .5 of you). <br /><br />Here's a quick recap though:<br /><ul><li>I swam with the front group in my wave and hung with them despite a few surges on the leader's part. This is the first time I ever tried to go with the fast guys in a big race and not just start out steady and build into the race. Things only fell apart when we rolled into the wave ahead of us and our pack disintegrated. I swam the rest solid, finishing fairly high in the overall.<br /><li>Just past five miles into the bike there's a sharp right turn that immediately goes into a steep little hill. I hadn't previewed the course the day before, so I had no idea about the hill. Needless to say, I dropped my chain and had to get off my bike to fix it (and to avoid falling over). When I tried to get going again, I couldn't clip my right foot in. It turned out that I had broken my cleat when I stepped off the bike. So, I rode the next 49+ miles at a lower effort to keep my foot on the pedal. Still PRed the distance though. <br /><li>I had gotten over my grumpiness from the bike early enough by focusing on having a good run. It sure wasn't a land speed record, but it was the fastest I've ever run in a half ironman. I came within 10 seconds of even-splitting the two loops, mostly with a very uncomfortable back half. I moved myself up a good ways in my age group with that effort.<br /><li>Mishaps or not, I still went the fastest I've ever gone over a half ironman; with my previous best time on a pancake-flat course in south Jersey in the early spring. Austin was hot and hilly, not a pancake-flat course in south Jersey.</ul><br /><br /><strong>So what did I learn?</strong><br /><ul><li>I can swim with the big dogs -- at least those in the AG ranks -- without detonating myself. <br /><li>I should always take the time to preview the course if I want to do well. No more "surprise" hills.<br /><li>I can still race well relative to myself despite setbacks. I knew I was never really in the hunt for a real AG placing -- my bike and run aren't anywhere near the leaders. But, there is some potential there; I just need to find the race that the real fast guys all skip. </ul><br /><br /><strong>What's up next?</strong> <br />Not much actually. I've got a couple local running races between now and the end of the year. Then it's a matter of picking a race for early spring: big event and attempt to PR or smaller event to race for placing (I was only half kidding about avoiding the fast guys, my fragile ego can only handle so much whupping).The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-79386464906970405902010-10-10T18:44:00.011-05:002010-10-10T19:17:07.999-05:00Kona<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TLJVJpzGmJI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/ZzqFNeOb9Bc/s1600/04_ironman.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TLJVJpzGmJI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/ZzqFNeOb9Bc/s320/04_ironman.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526573317064398994" /></a>I spent most of the day yesterday yammering on about the Ironman World Championships. While I usually get sort of excited around the race, I think this year had more yammering than usual. Hannah knew what to expect though and let me wander off to the computer throughout the day to check in on the race's progress.<br /><br />I think a big part of the excitement I was experiencing was because I know people that were racing there -- a bunch of people at that; many of whom I've actually met in person. Having a personal interest made the race that much more compelling. <br /><br />What's also interesting is I have no desire AT ALL to go to the big show in Hawaii. Putting aside the fact that qualification is little more than a pipe dream, if I were to somehow qualify, I think I'd turn the slot down. I can completely understand the appeal of Kona to 99.99% of triathletes, but it's not a draw for me. <br /><br />I used to think the same thing about 70.3 Worlds in Clearwater, Florida. Not only do I have less interest in visiting Florida in November than I do in visiting Kona in October, but the course would be the absolute worst place for me to race well. Unless I somehow pack on 10 pounds of muscle in my quads, I don't have the juice to be competitive in a pancake-flat half ironman. <br /><br />Honestly, this is all just my roundabout way of saying I don't like palm trees. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TLJWxCBkKbI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/2gcRVBcZeLY/s1600/Picture+3.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TLJWxCBkKbI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/2gcRVBcZeLY/s320/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526575093094033842" /></a><br /><br />However, now that 70.3 Worlds are moving to Nevada, I just might have an interest in dreaming about something a little bigger.<br /><br />...Of course, there's the little fact that I'm about an hour outside of qualification speed... someday... maybe.The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-75190060935157746802010-09-23T07:16:00.005-05:002010-09-23T08:03:58.853-05:00ProgressI'm in the middle of my first wave of exams this semester. I'm hesitant to comment in any detail on the ones I've already taken because I haven't received all the grades back, but at this point I can say I'm more than a little frustrated with my performance. I still haven't gotten over my <a href="http://nickmathers.blogspot.com/2010/08/hubris.html">"B = bad"</a> mentality, which makes me really nervous if I didn't even hit that standard. Maybe that's a good thing overall, but it certainly leads to some low self-esteem days. <br /><br />At least I know I'm putting in some good work and I'm retaining a ton of (actually useful for my new career) knowledge, which is more than can be said for some of the other students I encounter. I think I mentioned that I picked up a job in the tutoring center on campus, where I tutor Human Anatomy... and little bit of Physiology if no one else is available. As part of that job I also run directed study sessions for the lab portion of anatomy. The first lecture exam for anatomy was last week and I was beset with anxious students, most of whom hadn't opened the text book.<br /><br />One girl in particular was completely freaked out. She came into the tutor center asking for some help preparing for the exam. I said no problem and asked what she wanted to focus on. She replied that she needed help with everything. When I asked to see her notes and she had to rummage around in her bag and a couple different notebooks to find what she had, I began to fully grasp her anxiety about the upcoming test.<br /><br />In addition to the texts, the professor provides tons of material to help students learn the material; the most useful is a list of open-ended questions that cover all the material for upcoming exam. A number of those questions are used verbatim on the exam itself (albeit as multiple-choice) -- so theoretically, just by going over this worksheet, you will know at least five of the exam questions. Needless to say, she hadn't even looked at it, so we spent about two hours trying to work our way through that.<br /><br />Towards the end of our tutoring session, she wanted to know how I thought she'd do on the exam. I wanted to say, "You're screwed," but I thought that wasn't very inspirational. <br /><br />Instead, I told her to do what she could on this test and not stress out about the outcome. The caveat to that was starting the day after the exam, she needed to completely change her study habits -- complete organized notes, all materials filled out even if they seem redundant (more than anything, I think redundancy is the key to learning anatomy) and regular attendance at tutoring or study sessions. With three more exams and a comprehensive final that can replace the lowest grade, there's no reason to fail (F fail, not Nick "B" fail). <br /><br />I have no idea how her exam turned out or if she changed her study habits because she never showed up again. Maybe she'll be back the day before the next exam.<br /><br />On the flipside of that, I have a bunch of students that come to <i>every</i> study session that I lead. The material is basically the same in each session, but they use that as time to consistently reinforce what they know and to get answers to what they don't remember. Smart folks.<br /><br /><hr><br />Unrelated to my educational pursuits, we recently had some work done on the backyard in the form of a new patio. There was an interminable time (almost eight weeks!) where we were left with an enormous dirt pit right outside the back door. I don't exactly understand if that was the result of the heat wave preventing cement pouring or a disorganized contractor (why dig the hole during a heat wave if you know you won't be able to pour the cement until it cools off?), but I do know that only one member of the househould was happy with the hole:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TJtOokFYbRI/AAAAAAAAA3A/n3BvZvCypqo/s1600/hole.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TJtOokFYbRI/AAAAAAAAA3A/n3BvZvCypqo/s320/hole.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520092227060657426" /></a><br /><br />It's all well and good now though; everything is done. The dude went out to check his refined domain the other day -- likely disappointed about the lack of dirt pit.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TJtOo1DhHjI/AAAAAAAAA3I/Ku55ZPMQ0Ao/s1600/inspecting.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TJtOo1DhHjI/AAAAAAAAA3I/Ku55ZPMQ0Ao/s320/inspecting.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520092231616241202" /></a><br /><br />As you can see, we're a little short on patio furniture. The plan right now is to expand the current motif by picking up a couple blow-up pool rafts and scattering them around.The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-65234830850528169942010-08-17T20:46:00.011-05:002010-08-17T21:22:42.617-05:00Where have I been and where am I going?I realize I sort of fell off the face of the blogEarth after my last post, so I'll give a quick summary of my last couple weeks.<br /><hr><br /><a href="http://nickmathers.blogspot.com/2010/08/hubris.html">Like I mentioned</a>, I raced the Wool Capital tri. Apparently, less-than-optimal fitness for me means I can still crack the top 10 (9th overall) in a regional race. Despite that, I still couldn't get top three in my age group. Who knew the 30-34 age group was <a href="http://www.trailtime.blogspot.com/" target=_blank>competitive</a>? I was happy though. I had a really solid swim (second overall for individual competitors, I think I was top five when you put relay swimmers in the mix). My bike is where I expected it to be, which is perfectly adequate. My run was so-so, but again, that was to be expected. I ran solid, but had no real oomph. <br /><br />After the swim I was in the unique position of being in fifth out of the water -- and that's after starting in the second wave. The three guys that caught me in my AG (four total guys passed me) all did so in the back half of the bike. Then they proceeded to run low/mid-6s compared to my high 7s, so the outcome was never in doubt. I did run with the women's winner for a while and she honestly kept me moving along at a good clip. I probably would have shut it down if not for her. On the back half of the run I moved away and finished 7th across the line, but two guys from the sub-30 AGs had a faster time.<br /><br />And with that, I'm done racing for a little bit. I've deliberately let my training slide while I was focusing on school for the summer session, but if I don't get back on it soon, I'll be in trouble come Longhorn 70.3. And I'd like to do well there (relative to myself). If I enjoy the race, it'll probably be my big event for 2011. <br /><hr> <br />Hannah and I went to Carlsbad Caverns in New Mexico last week. We wanted a trip where we could be outside, but with a limited budget, a short timeframe and the temperature consistently in the triple digits, we were stumped on what to do. <br /><br />Then it hit me... caves are cool (both literally and figuratively)! We spent a couple days exploring the caves (guided of course; I think we'd still be "exploring" them otherwise). Because this was a whirlwind trip, I naturally forgot the camera, so you'll just have to visit the park yourself to experience the caves' grandeur.<br /><hr><br />I do have a picture from my drive to Idaho last month though:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TFHZwdPhm4I/AAAAAAAAA2o/9rMxr6dB9vk/s1600/oops.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TFHZwdPhm4I/AAAAAAAAA2o/9rMxr6dB9vk/s320/oops.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499416046502779778" /></a><br /><br />What, no good? Okay, here's another of the Budweiser plant in Colorado:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TFHZxA-MSbI/AAAAAAAAA2w/P2FG90A1kAo/s1600/oops2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TFHZxA-MSbI/AAAAAAAAA2w/P2FG90A1kAo/s320/oops2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499416056093755826" /></a><br /><br />Admittedly, these were taken <i>during</i> the drive, so the quality of any given picture was a crapshoot. I'll leave you with one that came out okay:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TFHZvc8PZdI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/MRALJFpcNMk/s1600/montana.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TFHZvc8PZdI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/MRALJFpcNMk/s320/montana.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499416029242025426" /></a><br /><br />That's Montana. Not Texas.<br /><hr><br />School starts up again next week. On Thursday, I start an actual paying job (tutoring anatomy and physiology). Not that I don't have a <a href="http://www.endurancecorner.com" target=_blank>job</a> already, but this one will help contribute a little more directly to my planned career.The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-36095181525294188532010-08-06T17:30:00.005-05:002010-08-07T18:10:34.105-05:00HubrisI had lofty goals to not only earn an A in my summer session Physiology class, but also to rip it up at the local olympic distance triathlon this weekend. I'm not exactly sure where things went off track, but I suspect it was right around the time I got a B (81%) on the first exam -- seven days into the class -- despite spending loads of time studying. <br /><br />The nature of the class (four months of material condensed into five weeks) meant that I would have very little chance to "recover" -- so the triathlon goal went out the window, as did my training. I pulled up my grade going into the final test (91 and 90 on the next two exams, respectively), but that meant I needed a 96 or higher to get the A. Since the last exam was going to cover the most material (whole muscle, cardiac, respiratory and urinary physiology), the odds of me cracking the A were unlikely. <br /><br />So, I was faced with a (admittedly not life-altering) decision: what to do? I only needed to "not fail" to hold my B. Do I phone it in as far as studying and settle for whatever I get? Honestly, that was never going to happen. I "gave it" and came up with A on the test (91 again). Unfortunately, I was not able to bend the laws of basic mathematics and wrapped up the class with a B average. <br /><br />For whatever reason, I've been pretty bummed since then. I don't know when getting a B started equating to failing in my mind... perhaps if I earned the A, I'd understand the chemistry of my brain a little better...<br /><br />I'm still going to show up at this race tomorrow, although the outcome isn't really in doubt. I'll do what I can on the day and I may even try the "never works but sure is fun to try" strategy of "go 'til you blow." On oly is too long to nail on less-than-optimal fitness, but we'll see what happens. If anything I'll have a rocking swim.The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-25804959696163176612010-07-07T21:43:00.014-05:002010-07-13T20:16:07.319-05:00Key Words (or, The Soundtrack to My IM Run, as Programmed by the '80s)I mentioned in my last post that I used key words throughout my ironman marathon. I don't remember where I first heard of using them (<a href="http://assaultonlakecasitas.com/" target=_blank><i>Assault on Lake Casitas</i></a> probably), but we definitely used them throughout my rowing days. <br /><br />I'm not a sports psychologist, so don't hold me to this definition, but basically key words as I use them are triggers for focusing on something specific or making a change in race pace/effort. I trained with them for the last four months, so when I say them, I know what to do.<br /><br />I used six key words throughout my IM run. For me, that's a manageable number. With the exception of two, they're based on songs -- none of which are particularly intense -- and that's for a reason. For whatever reason, three of the songs are from the '80s. Clearly I try to keep things a little light, even when I'm focused on a goal. I left my glowering intensity behind with collegiate rowing races (where we lost more than we won) -- it was in a more relaxed atmosphere that we usually came through big.<br /><br /><hr><br />So here they are:<br /><br /><strong>Light, Quick</strong><br />I used both of these throughout the run, but specifically in the first two hours. Neither relate to speed for me, they're reminders throughout the run to try for an effortless feel and to keep my leg turnover high.<br /><br /><strong>Man in Motion</strong><br />I said this phrase at the one hour mark. It's intent is to focus on keeping things rolling -- not pushing the pace, just reaffirm my constant profess. Ignoring the movie (which I've never seen), this is an awesome song, especially if you know the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rick_Hansen" target=_blank>real reason</a> it was written. <br /><object width="400" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qWSOUL9VEQM&hl=en_US&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qWSOUL9VEQM&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="350"></embed></object><br /><br /><strong>Kyrie</strong><br />I said this at two hours down. The song came up on my ipod in the middle of a tough training run when things weren't going so well. For whatever reason it relaxed me then. Saying it at about the halfway point of the race gets me to relax and keep things steady. <br /><object width="400" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XNKbHJ3PTu4&hl=en_US&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XNKbHJ3PTu4&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="350"></embed></object><br /><br /><strong>Dare</strong><br />I save this for the 10k-to-go mark. Basically, it means it's time to <i><strong>go</strong></i>. It's cheesy, but it comes from my favorite movie from when I was a kid. And it's a good song! (...if you like transforming robots...) Truthfully, while its purpose is to get me to change gears, it's also to remind me that I do these things for <i>fun</i>... and you can't get more fun than giant, transforming robots. (Skip ahead to about the 1:00 mark if you don't want the exciting build-up from the movie).<br /><object width="400" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nAESo2uv-po&hl=en_US&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nAESo2uv-po&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="350"></embed></object><br /><br /><strong>Big Casino</strong><br />The only non-'80s song that I use as a key word. Where "Dare" means start leaning on it, "Big Casino" means drop the hammer. In CdA I saved it for the last two miles, although in training I practiced dropping it in anywhere in the last 10k. Granted, "dropping the hammer" for me didn't set any land speed records in this race, but effort was at close to max. <br /><object width="400" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PAa2KuxXSYw&hl=en_US&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PAa2KuxXSYw&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="350"></embed></object>The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-46282334519443224362010-07-04T08:30:00.003-05:002010-07-04T09:06:45.037-05:00Ironman Coeur d'AleneI'm going to share loads from my two week excursion up to, in and back from northwest Idaho, but I figured I'd start with the quick race summary to get that out of the way. <br /><br />I arrived in town on Thursday morning, poked around the expo, registered and then went out to drive the bike course. I'm glad I took the time to scope out the course, otherwise I would have been really disheartened to arrive at the hills for the first time on race day and discover that they were all bigger than I had anticipated. We do have some steep rollers in the San Angelo area, but everything in CdA is twice as long and just as steep. <br /><br />Once that was done I "checked in" to where we were staying. Through weird and happy circumstance, my friend Sam (who now lives in San Francisco) had mentioned that his boss, Tom, lives in Coeur d'Alene. Tom and his wife Pam were incredibly generous and let Hannah and me stay at their place for the race. Sam also flew up to spectate and volunteer.<br /><br />After delays, both Hannah and my folks made it into town. <br /><br /><strong>The Day</strong><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TDCTkk0qknI/AAAAAAAAA2I/H-EFVoHoocs/s1600/sam_hannah.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TDCTkk0qknI/AAAAAAAAA2I/H-EFVoHoocs/s320/sam_hannah.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490050202333778546" /></a><small><center>Hannah, me and Sam before the start</small></center><br />Race morning was uneventful, except for misplacing Hannah and my wetsuit before the start (they were together, but not with me... d'oh!). Everything worked out and I got down to the swim in time. <br /><br />It wasn't until about 15 seconds before the cannon went off that I realized I was starting way wide. Ultimately, I missed the draft of the faster guys that I could have hung with and instead rolled through with an easy/steady effort. I checked my watch at the first turn buoy and saw that it was blank (I had taken it to a shop the day before to get the battery replaced but the waterproof seal didn't hold up). I had no idea how the swim had gone or where I was -- I only learned later that I popped out just under an hour and in 76th place. <br /><br />I saw Hannah as I was exiting transition and swapped watches with her so I'd have a sense of my time on the course.<br /><br />The bike went like it usually does with everyone passing me in the first loop. This time however, because I was riding smarter (thank you power meter), I was actually able to come back through a bunch of those people on the second loop. I rolled in around 6:26, changed and was off for the run.<br /><br />For the last three IM attempts, I've wanted to go sub-12. That didn't happen at either of my Lake Placid races, but I had done the work and had paced the first parts of my race well enough that I was in a position to make it happen. <br /><br />Short summary: the run was tough, but doable. I faded a bit in the middle, mostly because I was worried I was running at a pace I couldn't sustain (that's where the heart rate info would have helped). I came through mile 20 a few minutes past 11 hours and knew that the only way I was going to make my goal was through a strong push. <br /><br />I had been practicing using key words for the six months leading into my race -- I'll write something up on those in a later post. As I had practiced, at 10k to go, I clicked in and ramped up the effort. Granted, my speed change was relative (I wasn't setting any records here), but it was enough to get the job done: 4:22 marathon and an 11:58:58 overall. <br /><br />Overall it was a great day. Like usual, things went wrong. But this was the first long course race where I've been able to stay calm throughout the day and lift effort at the end. For that, I credit Hannah's patience in letting me get out the door to train, as well as Gordo's and the <a href="http://www.endurancecorner.com" target=_blank>Endurance Corner</a> crew's coaching.<br /><br /><hr><br />I'll wrap this up with a quick photo. I was fortunate enough to meet up with some of the other Endurance Corner athletes in the days before the race. And man, there are some fast dudes (and ladies) on this team. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TDCTkByZGZI/AAAAAAAAA2A/gPYtEvcBLQk/s1600/2.5men.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TDCTkByZGZI/AAAAAAAAA2A/gPYtEvcBLQk/s320/2.5men.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490050192929003922" /></a><small><center>One of these things is not like the other. From right: <a href="http://www.felog.net" target=_blank><Strong>Vince Matteo</a></strong> - Kona qualifier, 10th in his AG, 72nd overall; <strong>Kevin Coady</strong> - Kona qualifier, 3rd in his AG, 22nd overall (and ran a 3:10 marathon!); some other guy. </small></center>The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-62251951581383994262010-06-27T06:28:00.002-05:002010-06-27T06:31:52.260-05:00It's On...well, it'll be "on" in a couple hours. You can follow along on <a href="http://www.ironman.com">ironman.com</a> -- bib # 418. <br /><br />Looking forward to a good day.The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-73971524953551175972010-06-21T07:20:00.003-05:002010-06-21T07:31:16.711-05:00Texas is bigJust a quite update on my travels to Coeur d'Alene: I left yesterday around noon and drove the 400+ miles northwest up into that little bit of Texas that looks like the handle of a pan... I think there's a name for it, but I can't quite remember. Early last evening I rolled into The Land of Enchantment. I think the only really difference between northwest Texas and northeast New Mexico is that Texas has wind farms and New Mexico just has wind.<br /><br />Today I'm driving up to Boulder where I'll see <a href="http://www.bobbymcgee.com/" target=_blank>Bobby McGee</a> speak as part of the <a href="http://endurancecorner.com" target=_blank>Endurance Corner</a> training camp. On Wednesday morning I'll join the campers for an open water swim and then I'll get back on the road.<br /><hr><br />On a side note, the iPad has been great to travel with, especially since we have one of those accessory keyboards. The weird thing is reactively reaching for the mouse and then remembering to touch the screen itself. I hope to figure out how to get some photos in these road trip entries, even if they're poor quality camera-phone pics. <br /><br />On to Colorado.The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-28816399596792846742010-06-10T09:02:00.000-05:002010-06-10T09:04:54.079-05:00VolumeI decided to compare this year's training volume to last year's lead up to Ironman Lake Placid. The races are almost exactly a month apart, so it was easy enough to match up the six months building into each race. I was disheartened to learn that I had actually done <i>more</i> training last year. <br /><br />I thought, "How could this be?" I'm solid in the water, my cycling efforts are more consistent across long workouts (no huge drop off at the end) and I'm running a lot faster with less effort. I'm rarely wiped out for extended periods after big days or long runs like in previous years. Overall, I just <i>feel</i> fitter too. How could I be training <i>less</i>?<br /><br />The good thing about properly recorded training logs is that I can look back on the efforts I was doing -- and that's what calmed me down. While I trained more in '09, almost all of it was at a much lower intensity. That's not to say I'm drilling it now, but last year, the bulk of my work was "easy" efforts with occasional periods of steady, moderately hard and hard (and close to equal doses of all of those three effort levels). <br /><br />This year, I've only gone "easy" during warmup and on recovery days. There hasn't been too much high end -- the majority has been solid, steady efforts; <i>coincidentally</i>, that's the effort I want to race IM. Funny how those things work out. So, if I did this right, I'll be racing the way I've trained all year, instead of hanging on for dear life halfway through the run.<br /><br />Ultimately, my race day performance in Coeur d'Alene will reveal if I am actually faster. Until then, all I can do is follow along with the plan, rest up and get ready to execute on <strong>the</strong> day. <br /><br /><hr><br /><br />I've got a few more solid workouts spaced out over the coming 10 days, then it's off to Idaho by way of Amarillo, Boulder and a meandering trip through Wyoming and Montana. I'm hoping to stop for a little while in Bozeman and see if it's all I've heard it to be.The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-1698443151037028022010-05-30T18:03:00.000-05:002010-05-31T19:02:07.389-05:00Will work for sugarWith Ironman Coeur d'Alene scheduled during finals, I'm not taking any classes in the first summer session. Aside from training and a few side jobs I have going, I was concerned about sitting around the house for hours on end each day. I volunteered to help out the owner of the Eola School Brewery with some odd jobs for a few weeks. <br /><br />The main job we're doing is adding a new roof to the school. My role is primarily moving stuff, holding stuff and getting yelled at (it's just like building something with my dad!) -- I've elected to stay away from the welder and hammer drill. Unfortunately, in this case "moving stuff" typically means hoisting steel c purlins and roofing sheets up 30 feet to the top of the building. Mark (the owner) is also particular about how things get done, which for some reason means he doesn't like pulleys or anything to give a mechanical advantage -- it's just two ropes and a pair of vise grips. <br /><br />But things are coming along. Next time, I'll remember to bring my phone to the top of the roof to take a picture.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TALCJkyEsGI/AAAAAAAAA1k/bikV9Vd6AvM/s1600/roof.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TALCJkyEsGI/AAAAAAAAA1k/bikV9Vd6AvM/s320/roof.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477153566584254562" /></a><br />When I say I volunteered to help, I mean he is actually paying me, but not in any legitimate currency (I refused). Instead, I asked if he could pay me in <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maltodextrin" target=_blank>maltodextrin</a> -- something I use in my energy drinks to increase the caloric content. Normally that stuff is fairly expensive when it's marketed as "sports nutrition." But since he's a brewer, he has access to larger, cheaper quantities. <br /><br />That said, I was still surprised when he presented me with my "payment" -- 50 pounds worth. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TALCKZ-2oPI/AAAAAAAAA1s/4FmrdZvpraw/s1600/malto.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TALCKZ-2oPI/AAAAAAAAA1s/4FmrdZvpraw/s320/malto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477153580864938226" /></a><br />It might be hard for you to process how big a sack that is. For scale, here's a typical water bottle in which I add two or three <i>ounces</i>.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TALCLayhjkI/AAAAAAAAA10/kgD79yL-SyU/s1600/maltoscale2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/TALCLayhjkI/AAAAAAAAA10/kgD79yL-SyU/s320/maltoscale2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477153598261530178" /></a><br />Hannah thinks we're going to be moving houses with this stuff. I think she's wrong. I think we're going to end up moving <i>two</i> houses with this stuff... if the ants don't get to it first.The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-19665391620554347782010-05-28T04:29:00.001-05:002010-05-28T16:35:33.620-05:00A is for Anatomy and American History...strangely enough, A is also for General Psychology and Math of Finance. <br /><br />That's one semester down and things went pretty well. I'm not naive enough to think that past success is a definite indicator of future results, but I do recognize what worked from a study perspective to be able to use it to my advantage in the coming semesters. Unlike endurance sport, there's no advantage to going continuously "faster" in academics -- I'll settle for repeating my results. <br /><br />I attribute my semester's success to three things:<br /><ul><li><strong>Setting my day up like I was still at work:</strong> Between 8 a.m. and about 5 p.m., if I wasn't in class I was studying, reading or doing homework. That allowed me to get my "work" done and then have time to train, hang out with Hannah, etc. The only variation to this was on Tuesday, when I'd do my long bike ride during the day. That also freed up the weekend a bit.<br /><li><strong>Consistency:</strong> This goes hand in hand with my first point. I studied every day (except Saturday). Oddly, that actually helped my ability to recall information. Who knew? (I sure didn't the first go round 12 years ago). <br /><li><strong>Setting up a team and taking advantage of experts</strong>: Just like in sports, I set myself up with a good team and sought out mentors to help me along. My anatomy lab partner and I worked our way to the top two grades on the final (incidentally, the only two As on that test) and two of the 12 overall As in the class. I also took every opportunity to get additional help that was offered from professors and supplemental instruction.</ul><br /><br />I didn't intend to brag (<i>really!</i>) -- I just found it interesting that successful habits translate across disciplines. Again, who knew that stuff would work?The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-91403735558602752512010-05-06T16:53:00.004-05:002010-05-06T17:05:43.852-05:00SkillzThis past weekend, Hannah installed a dishwasher. I dug a hole (no, not metaphorically). Can you tell which one of us has the engineering degree?<br /><br />While there's a possibility that I could write a fascinating story about my hole, the practicality of that effort would be in question. <br /><br />I'm sad to say I don't have a picture of my hole. We went and put a tree in it. And around that tree-filled whole we had some curbing added. So, between the dishwasher and front yard landscaping, you can guess how we've been spending our weekends. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/S-M7dq4fmDI/AAAAAAAAA1U/UJdyXZEQd3k/s1600/dishwasher.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/S-M7dq4fmDI/AAAAAAAAA1U/UJdyXZEQd3k/s320/dishwasher.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468279753471399986" /></a><center><small><i>The dishwasher -- part of my <a href="http://nickmathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/doing-our-part-to-help-economy.html">riveting series of home appliance photography</a></center></small></i><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/S-M7d4jnfUI/AAAAAAAAA1c/d6zBD24AJ4o/s1600/hole.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/S-M7d4jnfUI/AAAAAAAAA1c/d6zBD24AJ4o/s320/hole.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468279757141933378" /></a><center><small><i>The tree-filled hole, complete with artistic looming shadow photographer. </i></small></center><br /><br />On a potentially more interesting note, the semester is about to wrap up. I don't want to jinx anything going into finals, so I'll hold off on writing about how everything is going/went.The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-68982541324499153002010-04-13T16:18:00.003-05:002010-04-13T16:32:26.750-05:00...and that's why I wear a helmet<i>I know I've been lacking in my blog posting. I'm hoping to turn that around soon.</i><br /><br />I crashed on my bike today. I came around a turn to find the entire lane covered in gravel (at least half an inch deep). I'm not particularly good at bike-handling on smooth roads, so you can imagine the challenge I faced when the smooth road stopped being road. I think I stayed upright for about three seconds before my bike came out from under me. <br /><br />There's a quarry nearby, so I suspect that one of the trucks didn't have its tailgate locked. The gravel was just dumped for about 10 feet.<br /><br />Short summary: Nothing's broken (on me or my bike). My homemade energy bars made for a nice cushion, but my right forearm is a little gross. I have some exciting bruising to look forward to as well. <br /><br />I have a race this weekend and depending on how much it hurts my arm when I'm in the aero position on my tri bike, I may end up riding my road bike instead. So now I've got a built-in excuse in case I don't race well. And if I do race well, I've got a built-in reason for gloating. <br /><br />On the plus side, my helmet works!The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-4855051383378083372010-03-20T09:06:00.001-05:002010-03-20T09:06:00.315-05:00EfficienciesI ended my last post talking about me being inefficient in my days. Some things you should understand about me:<br /><ul><br /><li>My natural inclination is to lay around on the couch and be bored.<br /><br /><li>If I don't keep structure in my life, I default to #1. I don't need or want concrete structure -- chicken wire is probably fine. I just need some general daily boundaries that I can adjust if need be. <br /><br /><li>The TV and computer are a huge time-suck for me. Last year I weaned myself off TV. I'm not as good as I used to be, but even now, I only watch it at night and occasionally on weekends. On the other hand, the computer is where I waste a ton of my time. I went through a period earlier this year where I essentially stopped using the computer at home. That did wonders for my studying, but led to two problems: <ul><li>I became incredibly boring. Since my access to news was Internet-based, removing the Internet from my life left me completely oblivious to the world outside of San Angelo. <li>I still had work (both school and other) that I needed to do on the computer -- that made me even more inefficient since I would deliberately make trips to the university to do online work there.</ul></ul><br /><br />So, I've gone about building my chicken wire weekly life. Since Hannah has to get up for work, I get up with her. Three days a week that's because I have an 8 am class. The other two days it's easier to keep with the same routine. My studying and training are coming along nicely -- I have a pretty good schedule that I maintain. It's flexible enough that I can swap some time between the two on any given day and still feel like I'm getting the work done that I need to get done. Housework is about 70% to where I need it to be (Hannah may tell you it's at 25% where I need it to be, so I'm still working on that one). <br /><br />As far as avoiding my giant time-waster -- the computer -- I still struggle. I'm good when I have a specific task to accomplish. I'm not so good when I've got some free time and I think, "Oh, I'll just check my e-mail or Facebook." Two hours later, when I'm watching some weird video on YouTube, I'll realize I just lost a chunk of my day just so I could wind up seeing David go to the dentist again. So, I'll take any tips on not letting my day get swallowed up by random web surfing.The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-32995989490298337192010-03-19T09:10:00.000-05:002010-03-19T09:24:11.094-05:00ExpectationsBefore I started back up at school, Hannah and I had discussed our expectations for my weekly "output." I was going to handle most of the day-to-day household work (cleaning, bills, keeping up the yard, food shopping and preparation, etc.), as well as maintaining a full (albeit it lighter) course load. I even toyed with the idea of getting a part-time job since I wouldn't have class on Tuesday and Thursday. I was also going to get crazy fit for my ironman, since I'd have so much free time compared to when I was working. <br /><br />This plan was largely based on my memories of the amount of daily work I put in to get my initial degree, especially my junior and senior years. <br /><br />Imagine my surprise to learn that school was tougher than I remembered. Or, more specifically, taking classes that fall outside my natural skill set is tougher than I remember. I'm doing well (high 90s average in Anatomy for example), but doing well requires a lot of effort on my part -- strangely enough, a "full course load" actually requires close to 40 hours a week of work (including classes). It also requires Hannah putting up with learning all sorts of things that I learn, mostly a result of me wandering around the house repeating stuff from my lectures. <br /><br />For a while, I was a mental mess regarding my training. I was getting fitter, but I had a ton of self-imposed guilt about taking the time away to ride/run/whatever. That made my workouts agony since all I could think about was getting back home to either study or to take care of something I had said I'd do. A lot of time, that meant missed workouts. My <a href="http://endurancecorner.com" target= blank>coach</a> helped straighten that out by simplifying my approach. I had the time in my week; I just needed to slow myself down and understand that if ironman is important to me this year (it is), then I should give it the time it deserves. The specifics of the training protocol would come later, but first I just needed to get out the door regularly.<br /><br />So, we've had to reset our expectations. Now, many things get done consistently, but I need to set aside chunks of time to get bigger projects done; I can't just plug away at them gradually every day like previously thought. I'm sure that's partly due to the inconsistent nature of class schedules, but it's mostly due to inefficiencies in how I go about my days when I'm not in school. Not having a standard workday can sure throw things out of whack, especially if you have a propensity for laziness.The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-23656159686333412112010-03-15T18:02:00.003-05:002010-03-16T15:20:22.018-05:00Spring BreakI appreciate it's been a while since I've written anything here (six weeks?!? <span style="font-style:italic;">Yeesh</span>...) -- sorry about that. I've got a few things swirling around in my head that I'll catch everyone up on, especially now that it's spring break (wooo!! spring break!) and I've got some time to sort out the stuff I've been neglecting or deliberately putting off.<br /><br />The first time I was in university, I never really had a true "Spring Break" experience. Instead, I traveled to Tennessee or Georgia for team training. Now that I'm reliving my college days, I thought I'd try for that genuine party atmosphere. Neither Hannah nor the cat appreciated being soaked with the hose, and the cat especially hated having to put on the t-shirt, so we scrapped my original plans and decided on a whirlwind travel weekend -- Fredricksburg on Friday night for some good beer, San Antonio on Saturday because I'd never been there, and Austin on Sunday to catch part of SXSW. <br /><br />Apparently, I'll be having the same time of spring break that I did 10 years ago -- only this time it's triathlon training and my free time will be spent on yard work instead of hazing the freshmen rowers.The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-67713262886612713962010-02-03T15:40:00.006-06:002010-02-06T17:12:41.887-06:00Mad genius<strong><i>UPDATED</strong>: I just realized I left out an important ingredient for the Apple Walnut bar recipe. On the off chance that you rushed to the kitchen to make these and they ended up tasting gross or at best incredibly boring, it's because of this oversight. Sorry about that. I amended the recipe below.</i> <br /><br />I've come a long way since my <a href="http://nickmathers.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-full-of-energy-bars.html">initial foray</a> into making my own energy bars. I think I've got a good handle on the process. Full disclosure: Hannah rarely eats any of them now, but I think that's a learned response from a couple not-so-good batches early on.<br /><br />While I started by using recipes from Brendan Brazier's <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Thrive-Nutrition-Optimal-Performance-Sports/dp/0738212547/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1258559219&sr=8-1" target=_blank>Thrive</a>, I've deviated far enough that I feel fine sharing my current iterations on my blog. I've gone the Lara Bar route and have really pared down the ingredients. That makes for a smaller margin of error and -- I think -- a better taste.<br /><br />Also inspired by Lara Bar, I just made a coffee-based bar, which is probably the single greatest-tasting thing I've ever created. I'll explain how I made that batch as well as one of my easy standards.<br /><br />What you'll need:<br />- Food processor<br />- Flat surface <i>(you can probably use your floor if it's clean enough... or a cutting board, whatever)</i><br />- Rolling pin<br />- Plastic wrap<br />- Knife<br />- Common sense<br /><br /><strong>Apple Walnut</strong> <br />- 1 cup dates <i>(You can use fresh dates, but I've found dried dates work better. Use the highest quality dates you can find. Buy them from the produce aisle, not the ones from the middle of the store.)</i><br />- 1/2 cup walnuts<br />- 1 small apple, cored and peeled <i>(I usually start with half the apple and depending on how dry everything is, add additional chunks of the apple as needed)</i><br />- 1/4 cup ground flaxseed <i>(I don't think this is essential, but since I'm still working my way through the package, I continue to use it.)</i><br />- 1 tbsp hemp protein <i>(Like the flaxseed, this probably isn't essential, but it was expensive and I have half a container left, so I continue to use it. I don't recommend whey protein though; I've had bad experiences experimenting with that.)</i><br /><strong> - 1-2 tsp cinnamon</strong><br /><br />1) Add everything to the food processor and let it do its thing. Process longer for a smoother bar or shorter for more chunky. <br />2) Dump it all out on a cutting board (or your clean floor). <br />3) Form it into a flat brick, about an inch thick. This is where the rolling pin and plastic wrap come in. I don't even use the rolling pin anymore; I just cover the mass with plastic wrap and form it by hand. When you're done, you should have a long, flat sheet, about an inch thick and about three inches wide. <br />4) Cut it into bars. Everything may be moist and sticky. If really moist (that is, gooey), I'll put the bars on a baking sheet or wire rack and add them to the oven set really low (between 170 and 200 degrees). Then I let them dehydrate. I imagine a dehydrator would work just as well. <br />5) When everything's all done, wrap them individually in plastic wrap and store them in the freezer so they'll firm up even more and so they'll keep longer. You can probably leave them in a cupboard or in the fridge, but remember that cut fruit and room temperature don't go so well together for very long.<br /><br />And now, the best thing ever: <br /><strong>Dark Chocolate Mocha</strong><br />I think "mocha" actually means the combination of chocolate and coffee, so that name is probably redundantly redundant. How about <strong>Mocha Hazelnut</strong>?<br /><br />And now, the best thing ever:<br /><del><strong>Dark Chocolate Mocha</strong></del><br /><strong>Mocha Hazelnut</strong><br />- 1 cup dates <br />- 1/3 cup hazelnuts<br />- 1/4 cup (or less, I eyeball it) almonds<br />- 1/4 cup ground flaxseed <i>(Definitely not necessary, but I had it out on the counter.)</i><br />- 1 tsp ground coffee <i>(Use good stuff, not Folgers. I used the "San Angelo Blend" from Eggemeyers that we've had in our fridge for a few months.)</i><br />- 1/4 - 1/3 cup soft dark chocolate <i>(I don't know the technical term for this. Basically, since I had no wet ingredients except for the dates, I slowly heated dark chocolate chips until they began to melt. I also tossed in some remaining raw carob chips I had in the cupboard.)</i><br /><br />Follow all the steps from the Apple Walnut recipe, except start by processing the dates and all the dry ingredients, then gradually add the soft chocolate so it mixes evenly. Once mixed together, you can form it into bars as noted above. <br /><br />---<br />So there you go. There are a couple other recipes I've played around with, the most successful of which is Ginger Pear. I'll write about another day when I get it closer in quality to the two from this post. I also recently gave one of Brendan Brazier's energy gel recipes a go. I'll share that debacle another day. I can't think of a more appropriate word to define "gel" than "chewy."The other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8175825.post-18314418445938501442010-02-02T22:30:00.008-06:002010-02-02T23:06:38.085-06:00Swim Game #2 and Back to School (three weeks ago, but whatever)The <a href="http://www.endurancecorner.com" target =_blank>Endurance Corner</a> crew is running another swim game. It's a little different than <a href="http://nickmathers.blogspot.com/2009/11/swim-camp.html">last time</a> and I won't be swimming every day for the next two weeks, so there won't be regular boring updates with my daily workouts. Instead, there will be periodic boring updates. I'll get to the last two days down below. <br /><br />More importantly, I guess it's worth writing about the fact that I took a major turn in my life recently: I left my good job at a good company to go back to school to become a nurse. There are a lot of reasons, but the shortest is that I didn't want to spend more time sitting behind a desk doing something I was very good at, but didn't find particularly enjoyable. The work was challenging and the people were great, but that's not enough for fulfillment. Assuming all goes according to plan, I'll have my BSN in a couple years. <br /><br />I almost wore this shirt to my first day of classes: <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/S2kCly-6-eI/AAAAAAAAA1M/gFN5vZKXsEk/s1600-h/old+school.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_flEzKO5iSfY/S2kCly-6-eI/AAAAAAAAA1M/gFN5vZKXsEk/s320/old+school.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433877273763314146" /></a> It wasn't deliberate; it was just at the top of the drawer. I had a pause and realized that might be too obvious. <br /><br />And I'm not the oldest in all my classes -- just the ones Texas requires that Pennsylvania doesn't. <br /><br />People keep asking me if it's weird trying to remember how I used to study. I'm lucky in that I have completely forgotten what I used to do. I was a horrible studier, so it's better to start off fresh. That means I actually take notes and read the textbook now. <br /><br />On to the swimming:<br />--- <br />This time I won't be going camp crazy trying to chase down the most volume. That's mainly because I'm just laying the swim game over what I (should be) doing in training right now if there was no camp. Not trying for the "win" because I'm working on my run/bike at the same time is also incredibly convenient since I'm nowhere near the swim fitness I had in November. If I'm not in the top bunch, I have my excuse all prepared: "Well, you see, I wasn't <i>really</i> trying" (just ignore the fact that had I been "trying," the results would be the same). <br /><br />So what did I do in the pool yesterday and today? <br /><br /><strong>Monday</strong> - 5500m as:<br />- 1000m mixed WU<br />- 2000m time trial (splits at each 400m: 6:18. 6:15, 6:20, 6:11, 5:55). <br />With the masters group:<br />- 400 easy<br />- 6x50 kick<br />- 2x (4x50, 2x75, 1x100)<br />- 6x (2x50, 2x25)<br />cool down<br /><br /><strong>Today</strong> - 3300m:<br />- 250 WU (including 1x25m no breathing for bonus)<br />- 3000m straight (alternate 100IM, 150 free)<br />- 50 easyThe other brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353710844391099645noreply@blogger.com0