Mad Manatee Mentors 2013: CLOSED (exc/ Pop Tart bribes) (Page 230)

I got my RR up http://www.beginnertriathlete.com/discussion/forums/thread-view.asp?tid=496029&posts=2#M4811703

and would love feedback on how to train for and balance the bike/run.  I had only done two +50 mile rides before the race, and ran 5 miles after one of those. Oops.

I am really clueless here...any help or tips would be much appreciated

Woo hoo!  Nice ride and great news about the rankings! 

My birthday was great today!

-Went out to lunch with coworkers
-Ran a 5k - was over 2 minutes faster than the previous 2 weeks.
-A and E met me at the finish with balloons!
-There was pizza! And I got a shirt for running all 3 weeks!
-I won a $20 gift card to Moe’s!
-There is red velvet cake in the fridge 

No time to catch up now - and I've been avoiding the Manatee posts for the last day or so because I saw something mentioned about the TDF and I still have about 5 stages to watch on my DVR.    

Thought I would drop in to show you all a few video's of why I LOVE riding in my neck of the woods.  A little scenery and a little adrenaline. 

Enjoy!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HANDS-MARIE!!!

So much awesome!!! 

Going at a variety of efforts and distances, and efforts within the distances, can help one get an idea of where they are. It gives a bigger picture of what the performance curve looks like and how things feel throughout them. The occasional run off the bike is helpful, but don't get carried away. Especially with longer courses as it becomes more about knowing fitness levels and applying it.

It sounds like you did ok from the race report. You went out easier on the bike. That's what you should do. It's very easy to go too hard, so go easier at first to get rid of the swim feeling. Get your bike senses and see how things feel. Probably watch that "give 'er the beans" (??) feeling late in the ride. Especially with a run like that coming up. The profile has a few decent hills on it, looks like more smaller things on their site as well. You did well in backing off early on, not forcing your goal. What you could have done is try to push the pace earlier than you did, but not in the first few miles. Not when you had doubts like that. That comes with experience, and more so with running in general as opposed to trying more big brick workouts. Then in knowing in a tri, your energy will likely fall off faster than a stand alone run of similar size.

You know what's even more awesome? That you're so freakin cool and balanced about the whole thing.  Love that.

OK, kids, tomorrow I'm headed to beautiful Lake Placid for a week of swimming in gorgeous, clean, clear Mirror Lake, biking the IMLP bike course, volunteering during the IMLP race ('velo angel', aka bike handler), spectating when not volunteering, running roads and trails, eating Ben & Jerry's, tubing, and doing whatever fun stuff presents itself!!  I will more than likely be absent from the manatee thread and my logs unless I try to access it with my Kindle (we'll see how that goes), but I may show up on Strava if the app works on my iPod.

Have fun, happy training, and be safe!

Salty, one last AD bite for you before I go: "How am I supposed to find someone willing to go into that musty old claptrap?"

Me too! 

My grandparents met and were married within 6 weeks, and spent the next 54 years bickering lovingly with each other.  My parents were high school sweethearts and tried to break up while in university to see if things were greener on the other side of the fence, and that lasted a month. They are now on year 42 of my dad being the most patient man in the world. 

I first met Tony in June 2010 and by Feb. 2011 had moved to London to live with the guy, then married in July 2012.  When you know, you know. 

I walked into a bar on my holidays in Greece and picked up the barman - 22 years ago.

I walked into a bar on my holidays in Greece and picked up the barman - 22 years ago.

OK, kids, tomorrow I'm headed to beautiful Lake Placid for a week of swimming in gorgeous, clean, clear Mirror Lake, biking the IMLP bike course, volunteering during the IMLP race ('velo angel', aka bike handler), spectating when not volunteering, running roads and trails, eating Ben & Jerry's, tubing, and doing whatever fun stuff presents itself!!  I will more than likely be absent from the manatee thread and my logs unless I try to access it with my Kindle (we'll see how that goes), but I may show up on Strava if the app works on my iPod.

Have fun, happy training, and be safe!

Salty, one last AD bite for you before I go: "How am I supposed to find someone willing to go into that musty old claptrap?"

I have less than 48 hours between myself and the beach with all the ponies at Assateague.  You may see a random post from me....but I am just going to soak in the sunshine, dolphins and ponies.  (and eat lots of yummy seafood)

Jen and Yanti know the story somewhat....

My ex (herein after referred to as the idiot in any references I make about him) and I were married when I was 20.  He was an alcoholic who couldn't stay sober.  10 years marriage and at least that many DUI.  Lost his drivers license in every state we lived in and some he wasn't even living in.

We separated shortly after my 31sth birthday. He had lost yet another job and gotten yet another DUI.  Seriously, coming home from an AA meeting DRUNK?  Yeah, color me gone.  I separated, moved into an apartment went to work and that was about it....except for some volunteer work at a kids summer camp that summer.

I had worked 3-11 at the hospital, stopped at my apartment to check on the cat and grab my bag --headed up to the camp about 10 miles away.  Found a bunk in with my friend who I was covering for the next day (she had to recertify her CPR at her work)....was up all night with a beautiful little girl who was having nightmares.  Poor kid....

Hung out with the kids all day....was getting ready to go to bed when the security guard comes to the door and asks for me.  Says I have a phone call.  I knew I hadn't worked so I didn't have the narcotic keys and no one would have a question about report--must be desperate for a night shift coverage....Get to the phone and it's an ER doc.  I worked on the telemetry unit at the time so I didn't know the ER docs much.  He proceeds to tell me my husband has been in an accident.  I'm ripping him up one side and down the other about refusing to go in and take care of that drunken SOB.  Pause for breath and he asked if there was any other next of kin.  I bark out a NO they're all out of state......then the phrase hits my brain cells...."next of kin".....I asked his condition and was informed that he normally doesn't give this info over the phone but my husband is dead.

Shock.    Silence     

I get back to my cabin and fall into my friends arms crying.  She takes me to the camp director cause now both RN's are taking off for the hospital and he has 50+ kids without a nurse (at least they are all in bed).  Get to the hospital and find out that said ER doc was GQ drop dead good looking (fine specimen of manhood he is--married one of the ER nurses a few years ago)

My idiot was driving up to where he was staying, it had been a rainy night and pretty foggy.  There's one section in town that had a low underpass which was clearly marked.  Truckers always wanted to go through it anyway.....Truck had gotten stuck.  Idiot thought he would wave on traffic.  Dark night, dark clothing and no flashlight.  Did I mention idiot?  Someone coming from the other side of town at a very slow speed just plain did not see him and hit him.  He was a very heavy smoker as well as drinker so the impact caused his aorta to separate.  He bled out almost instantly.  

My NOW hubby was working the trauma room that night cause the helicopter was down (can't fly in that kind of fog)  he pulled the wallet and was standing next to the GQ ER Doc when I was ripping him a new butt....Anyway, we had met a few months prior to that when I took ACLS and again when I recertified CPR (adult choking victim--how convenient)  He came into the room I was sitting in with my friend and someone else from church, kisses me on the cheek and says if I need anything to let him know.....

Few months went by and I saw him on my way out of the cafeteria.  We chit chat a bit....tell him to call me.....Next evening rotation he hunts me down and says "you didn't give me your number".  I gave him my number.....he starts calling me every day.  Now he lived in Lancaster, worked in Coatesville but went to school in Reading.  Mel can tell you these areas are all about a 45 minute radius apart......I invited him over to dinner and first thing he did was get down on the floor and make friends with the cat.  The IDIOT never liked my cats.  Score 1, he likes the cat and the cat likes him.....by our third date everyone "just had that feeling" that we were going to get married....We started dating in October and were engaged by April of the following spring.  20 years married now.

Jen and Yanti know the story somewhat....

My ex (herein after referred to as the idiot in any references I make about him) and I were married when I was 20.  He was an alcoholic who couldn't stay sober.  10 years marriage and at least that many DUI.  Lost his drivers license in every state we lived in and some he wasn't even living in.

We separated shortly after my 31sth birthday. He had lost yet another job and gotten yet another DUI.  Seriously, coming home from an AA meeting DRUNK?  Yeah, color me gone.  I separated, moved into an apartment went to work and that was about it....except for some volunteer work at a kids summer camp that summer.

I had worked 3-11 at the hospital, stopped at my apartment to check on the cat and grab my bag --headed up to the camp about 10 miles away.  Found a bunk in with my friend who I was covering for the next day (she had to recertify her CPR at her work)....was up all night with a beautiful little girl who was having nightmares.  Poor kid....

Hung out with the kids all day....was getting ready to go to bed when the security guard comes to the door and asks for me.  Says I have a phone call.  I knew I hadn't worked so I didn't have the narcotic keys and no one would have a question about report--must be desperate for a night shift coverage....Get to the phone and it's an ER doc.  I worked on the telemetry unit at the time so I didn't know the ER docs much.  He proceeds to tell me my husband has been in an accident.  I'm ripping him up one side and down the other about refusing to go in and take care of that drunken SOB.  Pause for breath and he asked if there was any other next of kin.  I bark out a NO they're all out of state......then the phrase hits my brain cells...."next of kin".....I asked his condition and was informed that he normally doesn't give this info over the phone but my husband is dead.

Shock.    Silence     

I get back to my cabin and fall into my friends arms crying.  She takes me to the camp director cause now both RN's are taking off for the hospital and he has 50+ kids without a nurse (at least they are all in bed).  Get to the hospital and find out that said ER doc was GQ drop dead good looking (fine specimen of manhood he is--married one of the ER nurses a few years ago)

My idiot was driving up to where he was staying, it had been a rainy night and pretty foggy.  There's one section in town that had a low underpass which was clearly marked.  Truckers always wanted to go through it anyway.....Truck had gotten stuck.  Idiot thought he would wave on traffic.  Dark night, dark clothing and no flashlight.  Did I mention idiot?  Someone coming from the other side of town at a very slow speed just plain did not see him and hit him.  He was a very heavy smoker as well as drinker so the impact caused his aorta to separate.  He bled out almost instantly.  

My NOW hubby was working the trauma room that night cause the helicopter was down (can't fly in that kind of fog)  he pulled the wallet and was standing next to the GQ ER Doc when I was ripping him a new butt....Anyway, we had met a few months prior to that when I took ACLS and again when I recertified CPR (adult choking victim--how convenient)  He came into the room I was sitting in with my friend and someone else from church, kisses me on the cheek and says if I need anything to let him know.....

Few months went by and I saw him on my way out of the cafeteria.  We chit chat a bit....tell him to call me.....Next evening rotation he hunts me down and says "you didn't give me your number".  I gave him my number.....he starts calling me every day.  Now he lived in Lancaster, worked in Coatesville but went to school in Reading.  Mel can tell you these areas are all about a 45 minute radius apart......I invited him over to dinner and first thing he did was get down on the floor and make friends with the cat.  The IDIOT never liked my cats.  Score 1, he likes the cat and the cat likes him.....by our third date everyone "just had that feeling" that we were going to get married....We started dating in October and were engaged by April of the following spring.  20 years married now.