Monday, December 14, 2009

It's NOT like riding a bike...

It is very interesting... My friend and I were talking yesterday about my recent illness, and my training regimen for the Cap City Half Marathon. I was telling her that I didn't run while I was sick because I had a cough and learned that you should never run while you have a cough. Now, if that were the case I would not have run today because I STILL have a cough.

The interesting thing that transpired during this conversation is that when my friend asked me how I felt about not running while I was sick, I told her I was very anxious. It made me nervous to not run for a little over a week. Her response to me was something along the lines of; You know what that means, you are turning into a runner.

Another interesting conversation we had that I am still thinking about is the fact that you can lose running so quickly. It isn't like riding a bicycle where you can just pick it up. You never forget how to ride a bike. The same is true for running, however with running you can't just jump back in and run a marathon, you have to retrain your body to run a marathon. Every time I take a sabbatical from running it is like taking two steps back.

There are a few lessons here:

1) I ran and I can say I feel better; my cough is pretty much non-existent after running today.

2) Once you determine you want to do something, if you follow through, you can declare yourself that something. I AM A RUNNER!!!

3) Next time I consider my friend "the sabbatical" I will remember how it feels to run the first two miles after a long break.

Friday, December 4, 2009

To Run or Not to Run...

That is the question!

I had three good runs Thanksgiving week. I did a Turkey Trot, and then went out with my sister and ran on Sunday. Both were good but unfortunately the Downers race was not chip timed. I was surprised because it was my understanding historically they timed that race.

So I ask the dramatic question because I have spent much of this week under the weather. I’ve had a bit of a cough and wonder if running will make me better or worse. I’d hate to go out for a run just to make myself sick again as I’ve spent this entire week on antibiotics and sleeping.
On the other hand I've been diligently training for my half marathon and am concerned I am halting some very good progress if I don't run at all this week. Part of the reason I am bummed about the Turkey Trot (although I had great company) I was hoping to get an actual time so I could identify what progress I have made so far on my training. So back to the question to run or not to run??? Tomorrow the race will be timed. I don't anticipate breaking records since I have not been feeling well but it will at least give me an idea of where I am right now. My next timed race will not be for a couple of months...

What would you do???

Monday, November 23, 2009

Wheaties Athlete!

I made it to the Wheaties Box!

After a years of striving to be the best I won the top spot by baking over 150 cupcakes for a great Halloween party. It was a marathon of standing in the kitchen mixing up batches of chocolate, white cake, and pumpkin cupcakes. Then I got some weightlifting points while frosting cupcakes for hours! I then refueled and re-hydrated while sipping on a barley beverage and eating vegetarian chili!!!

In a little more seriousness, I found this Halloween costume horribly fitting for my overall goals this past year. Who knows, I might even decide to wear the box while running my half marathon in May. Only spectators will find out, so come my way May 1, 2010 and you may witness it for yourself!!!

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Team In Training, Here I Come!!!

When I was in High School I REALLY wanted to play softball but didn’t go out for the team. I still haven’t figured out why I chose not to try out and I refuse to live with regret, I do however think had I played softball I wouldn’t have the same desires as I do now.

So as you all know I am embarking on training for a half marathon, and I am going to do this with the support AND in support of Team in Training. Team in Training is a charity sports training program. They train participants in endurance sports; in turn the participants raise funds for the Leukemia Lymphoma Society. At first I was skeptical about having the ability to raise the funds but after last night…

I went to the kick off event for Team in Training thinking that there was no way I could raise $1,500 AND successfully train for a half marathon. What I found was the greatest inspiration. This gentleman got up and spoke about his young inspiration whom he was introduced to when he initially decided to participate in Team in Training. I of course cried, and rediscovered my desire to improve the life of people who may be living with cancer.

Another thing I discovered was this great energy that I didn’t even realize I was missing. All of the people in that room had the same goal of finishing something that may have historically felt unattainable, some people who have been participating in endurance events for a long time who are now looking for a new adventure, people who were simply there to support those of us who joined. I will of course be chronicling this adventure with the same enthusiasm I now feel, thanks to the very inspirational gentleman who spoke last night!

Off to run (maybe I should be calling it jogging) a couple of miles!!!

If you have any interest in supporting me through this adventure, check out my fundraising page!

Stay tuned for my face on a Wheaties Box!!!

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Cap City Half Marathon

I will be posting a blog shortly with a great picture of my Halloween costume. It is so fitting for this blog!

While you all patiently wait for my silly display of "creativity" I thought I'd give you a snapshot of what is to come during my 31st year on this earth. That is right, I will soon be 30 and since I have accomplished some of my most sought after goals I figured I would begin to make a list that I can check off in my 30s.

In 2009 I will be participating in the following events:

And I'm sure a smattering of 5 and 10ks.

I put this in writing as a promise to myself to follow through with all of the goals I set for myself this year. While I train for the half marathon I will spend my cross training days riding and swimming as to continue toward my goal of finishing the triathlon.

If you have the desire you should join me on one of these adventures. My friend Erin took the leap and so should you!!!

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Whoa, What’s Next???

You may be wondering the story of the 10k, and all I can say is it was AMAZING!!! My great friends came to town to run with me, we got lined up with all the OSU students who looked like they grew up on the cross country team. We were so far back in the crowd of over 3,500 that we didn't hear the announcers or the start of the race. In all of the excitement we began our slow trot and all of a sudden we hear a large WHOA and the crowd halted. The best way to explain this experience is by equating it to when you are driving too close to the car in front of you and they slam on their breaks. Everyone in the crowd had a nervous laugh and began jogging again.

My good friends stuck with me for the first mile of the race. I did exactly what my sister told me to do during the race; start off slow and steady. I passed mile marker 1 and my friends took off to run to their fullest potential. I don't remember much after that except that all of a sudden I was at mile marker 5 and I said to the police officer at that intersection, "Dude, I am actually going to finish this thing." I picked up my pace and took it home to find my friends cheering for me at the finish line and the announcer yelling my name over the loud speaker for the last two blocks. I was shocked, I did not stop running the entire time AND I cam in a lot sooner than I thought I would!!! It was great to do this race with good friends who have been around to support me for many years! To share the experience with them was amazing!!!

One of my ultimate goals was to do a 10k before I turned 30. I have now accomplished that goal. I plan on getting a few more under my belt in the next 6 months to build up my confidence. But what is next on my horizon besides 10king??? My sister has heard me say the following statement for six years now; "Next year I'm doing the Olympic distance triathlon." She always encourages me at registration time to sign up for the race. I'm going to take the leap!

Sunday, September 27, 2009

When Times Become Important

I discovered something yesterday and I’m still trying to figure out how I feel about it. I was doing the Toyota Women Only Triathlon in Ohio with my friend Erin and realized my times are more and more important to me. You see, I transitioned from being concerned only about finishing an event to wanting to improve my times. Technically this is a good thing; it means I have enough confidence to know I can finish what I got myself into. On another note, it means something has to change in how I prepare for these events.

For the last few months I have been hanging onto the words by Scott Tinley: “Everyone has the desire to win but only champions have the desire to prepare.” I have taken these words seriously in both mind and practice; however I know I can train more, harder, and smarter.

In the words of Ironman Dave Scott “If you set a goal for yourself and are able to achieve it, you have won your race. Your goal can be to come in first, to improve your performance, to just finish the race it’s up to you.”

I have officially set some goals…

FINISHING my 10k in the HumanRace
Improving my 5k time at the Jingle Bell Run

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Best Times to Tacos

A couple of weeks ago my friend called me to ask me to participate in a 5k race for Multiple Myeloma. I of course jumped on the opportunity since it was one week after the triathlon and I am committed to staying active. It was the first time I started a 5k very comfortable knowing that I would finish it without much of a problem. What I didn’t know when I started was that it was going to be my best run time ever. I finished in 37:07; which translates to 11m 57s miles. A few weeks ago I told my sister and her husband that my goal is to be able to run 11m 30s miles; my goal is in sight…

I was already searching for the next event, I could not have even guessed what was going to come next…

Earlier this week my friend facebooked me to tell me she was doing this 20 mile ride called Night of 1000 tacos, and asked me if I was interested in participating. I quickly learned that it was basically a tour of Taco trucks on the north side of Columbus. I quickly responded with a Heck Yeah!!! Last night we met up with the group and took off to ride through parts of Columbus I didn’t even know existed. I had the BEST tacos I have had since I was in California many years ago. There is nothing better than riding with a large group, and eating awesome tacos. What a way to end the week!!!

Friday, September 4, 2009

Power to the Pregnant Lady!

First of all I have to say this; Three miles??? Piece of Cake!!! That is at least how I felt Wednesday when I ran three and a half miles, and today when I ran three and three quarter miles. The first three miles have been easy, anything beyond that and my posture crumbles and I have to pull something out of my core to get myself to keep going.

Today I was running (or what most people would call jogging) and into my last three quarters of a mile when a speed walking pregnant lady passed me. It made me remember something that happened when I lived in Colorado. My sister had a friend who was training for the Hawaii Marathon. She joined a training club to assist her with motivation, form, and endurance. On her first outing with the training club they started running and about five minutes into the run she was all alone with the training club long gone. I remember feeling insecure for her.

I also remember talking to my sister and her friend about how I wanted to be able to run a few miles. They told me the way to start is run a bit, walk a bit, repeat; slowly increasing the distance. I told them that I felt as though people would be watching and thinking that I didn’t belong on the trail except to walk.

For a split second I started wondering what the very fit pregnant woman thought of the very slow runner on the trail and realized it really didn’t matter; everyone has to start somewhere.

Monday, August 31, 2009


You know you had success when you wake up the morning after your triathlon and your not sore at all. Sure my shoulders are a little tight, and my calves needed to be stretched but for the most part I am not sore at all! I even went out for a run today if you can believe that.

Yesterday was the big triathlon. At first glance I was disappointed with my time, but the more I thought about it and looked at previous times, I'm pretty darn happy with my performance. I got to run for about 2 minutes with my sister (which was fun) but then she blew past me. I had a great time cheering on all my friends, and dreaming up what is next. I have events lined up once a month through October, am looking for a Turkey Trot for November, and a Jingle Bell run in December, then I will feel accomplished for the year.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Where to Buy a Wetsuit!

I was mentally preparing for the upcoming Chicago Triathlon on Sunday over the weekend, and this morning my sister called me to tell me how cold Lake Michigan is right now; a frigid 55 degrees. She also told me that one of our friends who will be participating in the race tried to rent a wetsuit, and while standing in line learned the store was out of rentals. This sent us into a fury to find wetsuits so we don’t all freeze our butts off while swimming.

I made phone calls, googled wet suit rentals, rent wetsuits, where to rent wetsuits in Columbus, cheap wetsuits, Columbus Ohio wetsuit rental. And every other combination of words you can think of to come up with nothing. I then remembered years ago walking through a Sam’s Club store and running into wet suits. I went to Sam’s Club on line and learned most of the stores in Columbus sell wetsuits. If you know anything about wetsuits you know that they can be VERY expensive, but I hopped in my car and went searching anyway.

I got to Sam’s Club walked up and down the isles and finally ran into my savior; fifteen and thirty dollar wetsuits! I am a very proud owner of one of the cheapest wetsuits in the world.

Chicago Tri, Here I come!!!

Friday, August 21, 2009

Dig Deep

Think about a time when you were in little league or some organized sport (or band) in high school and your coach is shouting at you in a gruff low voice: “Dig a little deeper.” You think “dude I’m doing the best I can;” however you start running harder, squatting lower, playing louder or simply focusing more intensely on your competition. Do you remember those days??? I do…

I was getting ready to run yesterday with my best buddy Robert Ullrey, when he told me through my iPod I was going to run twenty eight minutes. If you have been keeping up with my blog you would know I have already participated in plenty of events so 28 minutes should be nothing. My response to all you very appreciated supporters would be thank you but you are so wrong. Every time I face a ten minute run I am stretching myself.

I started my run and was feeling very good but at some point I lost my concentration and did the most painful thing you can do as a non enthusiastic runner; I looked at my watch… I learned that I had only completed eight minutes of my run. I thought to myself, just make it to the half way point when Robert tells me I’m doing a good job and then I can take a break.

Something interesting happened to me when Robert told me I was half way there. I responded to this statement as a challenge rather then a moment to take a break; I kicked up my pace and kept running. At one point I thought to myself in that gruff coach voice “dig a little deeper Sarah.” I quit looking at my watch, and started listening to my body which was telling me to keep going! All of a sudden my good friend Robert told me I could quit running and cool down for five minutes; Thank Goodness!!!

Last night I was talking with one of my new friends here in Columbus and heard some very interesting words fall out of my mouth. I was saying the run was easy. At that moment I realized my words and thoughts influenced my desire. Once I decided to finish the 28 minute run, it became easy. Those words "dig deep" are amazing. They taught me my mind is the most powerful influence in achieving my goals, if I believe it I can do it. Even more amazing??? I actually want to do a half marathon.

I hope my good friend Robert is listening out there somewhere!!! I can’t wait until he creates a 10k or half marathon podcast!

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

The Highest High

Let me start by saying I had the best workout today. So good in fact I think I will never have to work out again in my life!!! No I'm just kidding; at least about the second statement.

I found inspiration in the weirdest place. I am going to admit something right now, that all of you readers must forget the moment you read it; I still watch MTV. Believe it or not I got my inspiration from the very channel that has made me lose all hope in the wealthy youth in the world; the youth who cry because their Mercedes Benz is off black NOT grey. So to the real story...

I was watching MADE: I wanna be a rapper and there was this young lady who was over weight and had a revelation about life while rapping. She realized that she was a deep person who had confidence. She discovered this while she was rapping about her feelings. I have been learning more and more that I need to take care of myself and express my feeling when I have them. What made all of this even more powerful is that in the past year I told a bunch of people jokingly that I was going to quit my job and become a rapper on a street corner in Columbus. I even have a "yo yo yo, I am a rapper doe" routine to prove it. I think seeing this TV show made me realize even more that we all need to dig deep to figure out what gives us that confidence; that high that is untouchable.

So the story is this, I saw this girl trying new things and it made me want to try new things too...

So back to my high... I woke up this morning at 6:00 am and thought it was too late to ride my bike to work and go to the gym. I then found myself saying "Sarah, normal people don’t fret when they get to work at 7:oo because normal people work 8-5, they are more shocked when they get to work that early." I also said to myself "today is the day that I begin taking care of me." All I mean by that is if I want to go to the gym and not get to work until 8:00 then so be it; Off to the gym I went on my bicycle.

I got to the gym did my best run of the season and I'll tell you what, I was HIGH!!! I'm talking the high I imagine you feel when you jump off of a crane with big rubber bands tied to your ankle. I am going to capsule that high and keep it close by for safe keeping!

Thursday, August 6, 2009

"Everyone has the desire to win...

but only champions have the desire to prepare." I found this quote when I googled Scott Tinley for quotes comparing triathlons to pizza (this is what I end up doing when I am banished to the backroom in a professional office because I walked in wearing cut off shorts and a tie dye t-shirt). The quote made me think of something that has been very difficult struggle time and time again.

Every year I am determined to do my sprint triathlon at the end of the summer. In early spring I spend two weeks getting prepared to get prepared for the race.

You may be saying Huh???

All this means; I make sure the bike works, find my bike shorts, see if my swimming suit fits, and create a training schedule that I SWEAR I am going to stick with "this summer." And this summer always turns into next summer. You see, I frequently find myself saying "Oh, I still have (insert number of weeks until the race) weeks so I can start training next week." This would be OK if the calendar cooperated, and the race remained in the doable distance, however all of sudden it is inevitably going to be just 4 weeks out. This year I have been a lot better, I have trained consistently, but not using the coveted training schedule we found years ago which has successfully prepared many of my tri buddies for Olympic distance races.

I think I am going to find a race for late fall within driving distance of Columbus, and insert my desire to prepare, just to see the results of a "Champion."

Next post??? I may answer the following question: What defines a Champion...

Monday, August 3, 2009

"Tri-ing" in Chicago

Wow, it has been quite some time since I have posted. I'M BACK!!! One of my favorite things about my sister is that she is always asking me if I want to participate in some random race with her while I am in town. As you know, this summer I've done a 62 mile bike ride with my cousin, a duathlon relay with my mom, and have been training for the Chicago Triathlon and a Century ride in October.

Janell called me up about two weeks ago (knowing I was going to be in Chicago for a week) to ask if I would like to do a triathlon with her and Julia. I figured it would be a good training opportunity for the race in late August. I jumped on it. I was horribly unprepared, but woke up at 4:30 am to head down to Chicago and do my exercise thing. To my surprise 51 minutes later I was crossing the finish line. If nothing else I just got a practice run for the next race, and a bit of a confidence booster. Now I need to find a 5k in Cbus the weekend of August 15, 2009 and some type of swim event the following week to continue my training progress for my triathlon in 4 weeks!!!

Monday, July 6, 2009

Exercise! WHAT?!?!?!?!

I have not worked out since Tuesday of last week. I would say it was something like an exercise sabbatical (thanks Janell for that term)! I had to get ready and go to Rothbury. I have been feeling bad about my lack of working out for the last week especially since I brought my work out clothes for the weekend.

This morning I started reflecting on all the walking (from camp to main stage is over a mile), all the dancing to the Dead, Martin Sexton and Kellar Williams, and realized I may not have done conventional exercise but I sure participated in other types of movement.

How Fun!!! Tomorrow back to the regular grind!!!

Monday, June 29, 2009

Good Job Mom!!!

I just returned to Columbus from a very busy weekend in Chicago. I was able to hang out with a lot of great people, go to a wedding, attend the cross town classic (although my Cubbies lost) AND participate in the MetLife Duathlon on a relay team with my mom. The race included a 2 mile run, 11 mile bike, and another 2 mile run.
My mom did the bike and I have to say she did AWESOME!!! It was her first event ever and I was very proud to be on her team when she crossed the finish of the bike portion. I gave her a hug, grabbed the chip and ran.
I have this mental problem with running. Whenever I do an event it is very "easy" to convince myself to complete the entire event, however when I'm running on the treadmill at the Y I can barely finish two miles. About four months ago I could jog 4 miles and then I fell off the band wagon. What I learned from this weekend is that I can in fact run 4 miles, I have not excuses anymore. I just have to do it. I'll take after my mom on this one!

Monday, June 22, 2009

Why I use the Ellipses

Let me start by saying I swear this has a point somewhere in the text...

Last weekend I watched the movie Garden State again. I watched it because I couldn't figure out why I enjoyed it so much the first time around. I now remember…

So, On this quest to become an athlete I recall times when I've felt so insecure taking a jog down the street because I was too busy wondering what people are thinking rather than patting myself on the back because I’m doing something. Let's face it; there have been times I have been passed up by that lone walker while I am sweating my butt off jogging about four miles an hour. Because I have done a triathlon every year for the past seven years I can tell you there have been years where I trained so hard I have shocked my sister at how well I have done; I've also trained to little that I've shocked myself and how much time I've lost from the previous year. Recently while riding with my cousin David (who is one of my favorite riding buddies) in Chicago I said to him I was going to have no shame in my speed during the Tourdecure here in Columbus. He said to me there is no shame in riding slow, only shame in riding the couch...

That reminded me that I should work out at my own pace, and enjoy it. If I'm not enjoying it then I need to find myself a new activity. I can be original! There is no shame in that either...

For the past two months I have been riding, and jogging, and will be venturing into more serious swimming tomorrow morning. I have been enjoying it all...

In the past two weeks I have also reflected on the fact that every year I do the triathlon in August (with my big sis, and big bro-in-law, and this year my big bro), and every year I pat myself on the back and then begin to ride the couch until June of the following year.

So you may ask how this all fits together??? I have realized that when I finish my triathlon every year I end up putting a period on the experience rather than building off the experience. This year rather than a period I’m going to put an ellipsis after the triathlon. My quest to be an athlete will continue…

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Demoralizing Ride Home

If you recall from my last post I was totally pumped up and ready to work towards my triathlon and Century Ride! Well I rode to work like most days on Monday and Tuesday this past week. The first time I hung my head in defeat during this quest to improve myself was Tuesday. I was riding, hit a red light, and stopped. I should mention I was the first person to pull up to the light. I always stay to the right a bit so as to not slow traffic when it begins to flow again.

This guy behind me started laying on his horn, rolled down his window and started screaming at me. I couldn't figure out what the problem was. He finally pulled up on the right side of me and started screaming that I was blocking him from turning right.

So picture this, he pulled up to my right side before he told me I was blocking traffic. If you think about it, I obviously wasn't blocking him if he was able to pull up on my right. Anyway, he was screaming about bikes, and calling me many names. I flicked him off and spat back "Quit being a fricken jerk." I know I shouldn't have said anything because he could have had some serious road rage issues, but I totally lost control. His final words to me were something along the lines of "get off the road fat ass."

I actually can't believe I'm telling this story because it is kind of embarrassing. I think the reason it came out is because I've been working all day and have spent the evening doing laundry and cleaning house reflecting on my lack of progress toward any of my athletic goals this week. I think the reason I've been making little progress this week is because I'm letting some jerk shake my confidence. I need to let it go...

Sunday, June 7, 2009

The Emotions of Cycling

First of all I have to say congratulations to myself for finishing the 62 mile ride yesterday!!! It was one of those experiences where if someone asked me to sum up my experience with just one word, all I would be able to say is IMPOSSIBLE; not the ride but summing it up in one word. I had every emotion and feeling you could possibly have in a 5 1/2 hour period of time. Those emotions included frustrated, angry, happy, sad, ticked off, exhilarated, and on and on and on. The following are a variety of stories based on the feeling I was having at the moment...


When David and I arrived at the high school I looked around and noticed there were not as many people participating in the ride as I would have imagined. Not only were there less people then I thought but the guy who was announcing the race gave this speech and said if you are not feeling very comfortable with a 62 mile ride I want you to let you know this is going to be pretty hard. There are some significant hills. I looked over at David and said "Uh Oh now I'm nervous."


After the guy gave his little speech and made me nervous they rang the bell and off we went on our 62 mile adventure. If you have ever done a ride of any sort you will probably relate to this little story. We went off with the crowd of about 100 riders and it felt pretty awesome. David and I rode with a pack for awhile and I felt exhilarated. Nothing like riding with a large group of people who are out to attain their goal of finishing the ride AND have fun. People were so nice and encouraging!!!


As I was nearing the rest stop at the 23 mile mark I was feeling somewhat upset with myself. I though damn it, why didn't I train a little harder, I'm having trouble keeping up...


At about mile 32-35 (not quite sure where) David got a flat tire. Neither of us brought a spare tube and we had to call the support vehicle. We waited about 45 minutes to an hour for the cutie to pull up with spare tubes in the back of his car. While we were waiting I was somewhat frustrated because David and the people we were broken down with started talking about possibly taking a ride from the support guy to the next rest stop. I was frustrated because I spent so much time training and I wasn't quite ready to give up. We did not take the ride, I was happy.


David's bike got fixed and we were on our way; we were riding and I felt really good. We were also making good time and felt very strong. I was very happy.


Once we got into the last twenty miles we really started hitting the hills. Those of you who think Ohio is flat, I have something to say to you. OHIO IS NOT FLAT!!! As the hills got a little more intense our speed dropped down to probably about 10 miles/hour at one point David's odometer read 4 mi/hr. I was feeling defeated and was in a tizzy because I didn't feel they had enough rest stops on this ride... My biggest moment of defeat was when I WALKED my bike up what I called the wall. If you recall on a previous post I talked about a fall while riding with my sister. That almost happened to me again on this ride...


When we finally hit the rest stop at the 51 mile mark I almost cried I was so happy. I knew only 11 miles to go. YIPPEE!!!


As we started the last eleven miles of the ride I began getting angry and enraged. My butt hurt, the hills kept coming, the turns weren't marked well, cars kept honking their horns and driving way too fast, and I couldn't get to the end fast enough. As we rode I started getting very negative. I was cussing out the organizer of the race, the hills, the cars, the arrows on the road. Basically everything I could be mad at, I was mad at. It was mostly because my butt hurt SOOOOO horribly. The end couldn't come soon enough...

David was my saving grace through all of this. He kept reminding me of the positives and reminding me that the end was coming.


As we started riding in a neighborhood setting I began getting extremely excited. The end was near. I said to David "Someone better expletive cheer for us when we cross the finish line." I was sooooo excited...


I had the immense feeling of satisfaction, relief, and mostly PROUD, when I crossed the finish line with David (btw, people did cheer for us). I have never been so challenged in 5 hours as I was yesterday.


There was nothing on my body that wasn't sore with the exceptions of my legs.

Before the day was over I was already planning my century ride. It was so challenging but it made me feel like a part of something. I know it isn't necessarily changing the world, but it has changed me. It gave me something I can be proud of while doing something I really enjoy!

More to come as I prepare for my four mile jog in four weeks....

Friday, June 5, 2009

Think Of Me

Tomorrow is the day!!! Saturday June 6, 2009 I will do what my sister calls a metric century. All for a good cause of course. Think of me while you are lounging by the pool, watching TV, doing a triathlon, eating ice cream, or swimming at the water park!!!

Stories about the ride coming to a blog near you!!!

Sunday, May 31, 2009

Century Club

This morning I woke up motivated and ready to ride. I was happy because yesterday I could barely function. I took a short ride on Saturday and knew I needed to take a long ride this weekend to boost my confidence for the 60 mile ride next week.

I decided to head down to Yellow Springs, Ohio to check out the Little Miami Scenic Trail. I heard it was a long trail that basically goes from Springfield Ohio to Cincinnati Ohio. I have to say this is going to be my favorite place to take visitors when they come to visit me, not only can you take an awesome bike ride but you can get AWESOME ice cream at Young's when done.

While riding this morning I was thinking about my plan to ride 100 miles in a day by the end of the summer. I imagine I will need an entire day to do that ride so I can stop and snack/lunch a few times along the way. This then made me reflect back upon my college days.

While in college one of the very famous drinking games we would play was Century Club. The idea was to sit around and drink a shot of beer every minute for 100 minutes. I remember my goal during one random semester was to become a member of the century club. I can't remember if I ever attained this goal which is probably not a good thing. I'm guessing I never did because that would have been like drinking 10 beers in 100 minutes. I then started to think about my new goal of doing a Century Ride sometime in August. I was thinking about who is going to collect me along the way if I fail, who will be at the end to collect my bike and my body if I succeed, and how excited I would be if I did succeed.

My new goal means a sore butt, achy arms, and dry puffy eyes. Actually, when I really think about it the outcome of my new goal isn't that much different from the Century Club, except that my body thanks me after a bike ride and I have a true sense of accomplishment. I'm happy my goals have changed.

Monday, May 25, 2009

I finally went clipless!!!

I got to Chicago on Friday at which time my Uncle Pete and Dad put the clips on my shoes and then installed my new peddles. My mom and Auntie Evie sat across the table watching the process asking 20 questions. Some examples: what are those, why would you use those, how do you get your feet out, do you wear a helmet, you are going to fall, what if you can't get your feet out?

During this conversation Aunt Evie and Mom told me I shouldn't use the shoes. They told me it isn't necessary, and I was going to get hurt. I got my big bro involved and called him to verify the fact that I would be much more efficient with these shoes and peddles, and he also made sure I knew I would have a massive wipe out at some point (I'm proud to say it hasn't happened yet).

After completing the installation and the very serious talk about my safety I went out to the street to test the new equipment. I had a very large audience. Auntie Evie, Uncle Pete, Dad and my Mom all stood there and cheered me on as I did loops in the street clicking my feet in and out of the peddles. You see I was prepping for the real reason I headed to Chicago last minute this Memorial Day...

One of the reasons I decided to go to Chicago this Memorial Day weekend was to participate in Bike the Drive with David, Jerry and Markie. We went out and rode 32 miles of vehicle free Lake Shore Drive. It was great to ride on LSD without the threat of car meeting bike AND the views you get from your bike instead of your car are pretty amazing. I can't wait to participate again.

As David and I were ending our 32 mile ride I was instantly ready to do another loop. Next week the goal is 45-50 mile training ride in Yellow Springs on Saturday and the following week is the 60 Mile Tourdecure!!!

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Helmets are Sexy (but cute on kids)!!! (and other random thoughts)

Helmets are Sexy (but cute on kids)

There are a few things that bother me:

1) Seeing adults ride their bikes without helmets
2) Seeing parents riding their bikes with no helmets but their children have helmets
3) Seeing kids riding around on their bikes with their parents and none of them have on helmets.

I'm going to start a helmets are sexy campaign here in Columbus. I'm going to start by having a cycling jersey made with this saying on the back. After that I'm going to try and figure out how to get bike helmets donated so I can stand on the bike path and hand the helmets out to all the people who have their heads openly exposed to the concrete.

Distracted Drivers

I almost got run over yesterday. It seems to be the story of my life these days, but yesterday was the closest call. I was riding to work and while turning a corner in a double turn lane, the guy in the inside lane decided to go straight. I bet he/she was texting while driving. I am going to try and pay a little more attention while I drive so I don't scare the crap out of a cyclist and myself. Maybe you should too...

Missing Out

When I got downtown yesterday I ran into a wall of runners/joggers/walkers. I got up to my office, looked out my window and immediately felt like I was missing out on something pretty awesome. More than 8,000 people showed up for the annual Race for the Cure. My feelings are just a reminder that I need to continue moving towards becoming an "athlete." You may ask why I didn't sign up and I have to admit I can't figure that out. I'm sure if one of my siblings were around I would have definitely been pounding the pavement. I will not miss out on something like this event again.
Bike Shorts
For all of you who have been wondering, my bike shorts have arrived and my butt is thanking me. It's amazing how much a pair of shorts can make a ride more comfortable.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Bike Shorts: Luxury or Necessity?

The question of the day is are bike shorts a luxury or necessity? I have a very STRONG opinion on the answer to this question. Now that I can say I've logged over 60 miles this week (and it is only Wednesday) on my bike and about one hundred last week I have decided to explore this very important question.

My sister commented on my last post saying something about how my butt must hurt. Let me start by mentioning that I am still using a pair of bike shorts that were gifted to me about seven years ago from the exact sister who questioned the comfort of my behind. I now know exactly what is on her mind when she thinks of cycling. I believe she gave them to me in her exercise bully days to make sure I had few excuses to go out for those long rides with her. Of course my sister was always riding with her burly and Brady in tow and I could barely keep up.

One of my favorite memories was when we got on our bikes and while we were riding up a hill that when you looked to the top kind of looked to me like the distance of the top of the Sears Tower, I fell over because I lost all momentum. Christina got to the top of the hill just in time to look down and laugh her "butt" off. I also recall walking around for a few days after that ride as if I had ridden a horse for 24 hours a day 7 days a week for the last month. Shortly after that adventure the bike shorts appeared.

This morning I had taken the long route to work. My butt was so sore I thought for a moment I should go home, take a shower, and hop on the bus. I instead I kept going; by the time I was about a half mile from work my butt was about to fall off. I again looked like a goof ball as I headed over to the gym to take my shower.

So you may now ask what is my response to the so very important question? "BIKE SHORTS = NECESSITY!!!" I guess it's time to invest in some new shorts that will hopefully last another seven years.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Bike Shop Drama

It's been exactly a week since I signed up to do the 60 mile Tourdecure here in Ohio. Although I still stand by my decision to sign up for the ride I'm still freaking out. I think I have logged about 100 miles of riding this week, but I'm sure I should be logging much more. The struggle is finding a good route here in cBus where there is little traffic and NO college students (sorry little cousins who are reading this, but seriously you all text on your cell phones while driving WAY too much). The other struggle is finding riding time when I'm working too much.

My strategy for this week is to take an extended ride every morning, and take the super long way home from work.

So, my big excitement for the week was also my big disappointment. I took my bike to the bike shop in town and asked them to fix my "masking" taped together brake cables and give me an overall tune up. They told me they would complete my bike quickly (which they did) but when I went to pick it up, my bike cables were still taped together with masking tape, but they assured me they fixed my bike. I don't know about you but I thought since I paid a pretty penny to get my bike worked on the least they could have done is put gripping tape on the handle bars rather than re-taping with the masking tape. I did not have it in me to argue, I just made a statement about incomplete work and left the store. I thought "Oh well, I'll go home and fix it myself" (which if I took the time to tell you the entire story you would know my decision to fix it myself is why my brake cables are taped together with masking tape in the first place).

The decision to take my bike to a bike shop didn't end all bad though, once I got on my bike I took note that my tires were in fact full, my bike chain was aligned, and everything seemed tightened up. My brakes? They still rub.

Moral to the story, you pick because I can't figure it out:

1) Never try to fix my bike myself again.
2) Never go back to that bike shop.
3) Never let David (my cousin) talk me into another 60 mile bike ride.
4) Both 1 and 2.
5) All of the above.

I'll ponder this as I try to log twice as many miles this week...

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Freaking Out

I have been wanting to get into real shape and decided to make it happen by signing up for more events this summer. Example, 60 mile bike ride five weeks from now. For those of you who know me, you may say, Uh Oh Sarah got in over her head. Hell I am saying Uh Oh I got in over my head, but I paid the money, I'm going to do it.

I created this blog for a number of reasons.

1) Two years ago I was participating in the Chicago Triathlon and a couple of things happened that day. I was cheering people on while "jogging" and at the end of the race a gentleman came up to me and gave me a hug, thanking me for providing him the motivation to finish the race. All I thought I was doing was distracting myself so I could finish the race.

2) The other thing; At the end of the Chicago Triathlon two years ago I talked with one of the folks who participated with our group and we both talked about how we wanted to do better the next year. Neither of us trained like we would have liked to, and our times were reflective of that.

3) Last year again during the Chicago Triathlon my time indicated I did not do what I could have done to improve my time. Three years prior I finished the race 15 minutes faster.

4) I do best when I am accountable to someone or something. Regardless of whether people read this or not, I will still update it once a week (or more if needed) because I am now telling everyone what my plan is.

5) Maybe someone else is in my position and would like the encouragement and motivation.

6) Lastly, I watch myself get overly motivated, have one or two great work out months and quickly slip back into watching too much TV and hanging out on my couch. This way I can spend some time in front of a different screen chronicling my anticipated success.

So here is what I am going to do, I'm going to share my stories, successes and failures, funny stories, and disasters. What I'd like my "followers" to do? Laugh, encourage, participate in an event with me, provide pointers, work out with me, convince me to participate in an event you enjoy, or simply read...

The events for the summer at this moment in time are as follows:

- Tourdecure, Westerville, OH
- Met Life Duathlon (relay with my mom), Tinley Park, IL
- Chicago Triathlon, Chicago, IL

I believe more 5ks and bike rides will appear over time, but that is what I have committed to at this moment in time.