12 Dec

Crispy Tofu: It’s not gross….like you’d think!


My wife and I eat at Lemongrass a lot.  Lemongrass is a Thai restaurant in Edmond, Oklahoma with some amazing food.  Since we’re vegetarian, we don’t eat any of the meats that come with the dishes, instead, opting for tofu.

Well, I do….Jen won’t eat soy products!

I only order the Pad Thai with tofu, 1 star for the “spiciness” because anything over that will set you asshole on fire.

The tofu has a nice crispy texture on the outside that I love.  However, when I try to make the same type of tofu at home, I can’t ever get the outside to crisp up like Lemongrass.

Well, Slate.com has come to the rescue!  This morning I opened up Slate to find a video on how to make your tofu crispy like restaurants do.

Who knew the freezer would do the trick?

On another note, I’m sure you’ve noticed my recipe section is missing.  For some reason I can’t get the search function to work properly.  So, until I find a solution, I will not display the recipes.  I hope to find something soon.

Happy cooking!

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08 Dec

Baton Rouge Beach Marathon

Mark, Angela, Laurence, Jen, Me.  Angela took us to a really cool college bar called Chimes.  This was the start of great beer and amazing food.

Have you ever wondered what happens when you race a marathon and you haven’t trained for a marathon?

Let me tell you!

You stop at the half, because that’s what you did train for and head to the food and beer tent!

Last Saturday I ran the Baton Rouge Beach Marathon in Red Stick, Louisiana.  The weather was a  pleasant 4,000% humidity at 70 degrees.  Yeah, ideal running weather.

Even though the course was flat and spectacular, it just couldn’t make up for the weather.  The humidity zapped every ounce of energy I had stored by mile 6.  At 7.5 I got a second wind and thought I could actually finish the marathon, but my mile 9/10 I knew I’d be stopping after the first loop.

And ya know what?  I’m ok with it.  I DNF’d the OKC Memorial Marathon this year because of heat and humidity.  I was NOT ok with that.  I trained my ass off for that race and that bitch Mother Nature sucker punched me.  I thought Baton Rouge would be my revenge.  I was wrong, but I’m ok with stopping at the half.  I would have suffered immensely through the second half of the race and since I hadn’t trained at all, I figured I’d cut my losses and start eating and drinking heavily!

I won’t return to that race for a handful of reasons.

One, the weather was horrid.

Two, Baton Rouge traffic can kiss my ass!  I’ve been to one other place that had comparable traffic: Los Angeles!

And three, course support was sketchy at best.  I’m not talking about the volunteers who handled the water stops.  Those people were awesome!  I’m talking about the lack of traffic control.  Twice I was almost hit by cars that refused to stop for runners crossing the road.  The only traffic control was at major intersections.  That left a lot of open intersections where the cars just didn’t care.  I got the feeling most people in Baton Rouge were pretty pissed off about the race interrupting their day.  #Assholes

But out of the all the bad, there was definitely good!  At the expo, I got to meet Kathrine Switzer, the ground-breaking marathon runner who defied the male-only requirements at the 1967 Boston Marathon and ran it anyway.  She was amazing!!!

The best part of the trip was the food.  I actually shelved my vegetarianism for the weekend and ate seafood.  I had a dozen oysters, fried oysters, fried catfish, and sushi…..and it was amazing!

I have a doctor’s appointment this week to have my arteries cleaned out!

I’ll leave you with some pics from the race.


25 Nov

My annual “Gifts for Runners” blog post


With Black Friday (Are You Fucking Kidding Me Thursday) right around the corner, I thought I would post my annual Gifts for Runners entry to help you buy the perfect Christmas gift for the runner in your life.

I like to stay away from the traditional gifts like a Garmin, shorts, shirts, gloves, etc.  Instead, I think there are better gifts that will truly benefit your runner in the long run.  Besides, your runner is going to buy the shirts, shorts, and watches for himself so get them something they’d never buy!

  • Nipple BandAids: Wanna know what hurts?  This……
    bloody-nipples2Want to know how to solve this problem?  This…
    band_aid_clear_spot_bandages__52232Enough said!
  • Finish Line Beer:  Nothing says I love you like a beer at the finish line.  Hell, I’ll tell the 64 year old volunteer at the beer tent that I love her if she’s giving me beer!  I once gave an 85 year old man a handjob for a beer at the finish line…..whoops, was that TMI?

    I was thirsty!  Don’t judge.

  • X-Ray Vision Glasses:  The greatest invention wasn’t the lightbulb, or the computer, or harnessing electricity for mass consumption. The greatest invention ever was spandex tights.

    You’re running along and all you can think about is the pain that radiates from your hips to your quads, through the knees, and down to the bottom of your feet.  Nothing takes your mind off that pain like a beautiful person passing you wearing spandex tights.

    Want to know the second greatest invention?  X-Ray Vision Glasses!  Nothing says “perv” like wearing glasses that will see right through those tights.

  • Runner’s World Subscription:  Runner’s World is quite worthless.  They push horrible diet advice and most of the training articles are antiquated and serve only their advertisers.

    But every once in a while they publish and article that is truly useful.  Therefore, I will recommend a subscription to RW for one reason only.  This article:

    5 Steps to the Perfect Snot Rocket

  • Dunce Cap:  If your runner is one of those idiots who STOP at water stops during a race without getting out of the way, this is the present for her!

    The real way to handle this would be to take a baseball bat to her shins and beat the shit out of her because she’s too stupid to run with others around.  But that would land you in jail.  If she’s one of these idiots, she needs to wear a dunce cap so everyone understands they need to stay away from the dipshit that’s about to cause a 5 runner pileup at the water stop.

    And if you can get away with it, kick her!

24 Nov

I was a marathon spectator

Last week I wrote a post about how to be a good marathon spectator.  Obviously this was from a runner’s point of view.  After all, the name of this blog IS See Sean Run!

So yesterday I was the spectator at the Route 66 Marathon, a race I have a hate/hate relationship with….but that’s beside the point.

In my post, I outlined something to do and not to do to be a good spectator.  Signs are very important.  You have to walk a fine line between insulting the runner and making the sign hilarious.

Jen and I went back and forth on how insulting we truly needed to be.  In the end, we came up with a great sign we thought would garner lots of laughs but teeter on the line of tasteless!

Mark and I at mile 9.5 of the marathon

Mark and I at mile 9.5 of the marathon

I can’t tell you how many people smiled, laughed, and commented on my sign.  We got a LOT of “best sign on the course” comments and others who totally played along with the joke.

This was the first time I was a spectator in a major race and I had a blast.  We loaded up a thermos with hot apple cider spiked with pomegranate liqueur and served it to those friends who wanted to stop by for a drink.

There’s not much else to say.  We yelled and clapped and had a great time!


Our friend Kristina.  This was her first full.

Our friend Kristina. This was her first full.


Our friend Sherri.  This was her first full marathon.

Our friend Sherri. This was her first full marathon.

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Our friend Matt McBee running as "A Major Award!"  This is the second year he has run Tulsa in the costume and he was a hit!

Our friend Matt McBee running as “A Major Award!” This is the second year he has run Tulsa in the costume and he was a hit!



21 Nov

How to be a good marathon spectator


Run-BitchI’ve run a lot of races over the last two and a half years.  The distances range from short 5ks to marathons and half Ironmans.  Every single race has had spectators, either lined throughout the course or only waiting at the finish line.

Most spectators have family members or friends who are running the race and with the long races, like marathons, there are usually random citizens who live on or near the course and come out to just watch the spectacle.  Either way, I love seeing all the people lined throughout the course in a big race.  It makes me happy to see a random stranger cheering me on.

But honestly, sometimes the spectators can do things that just make you mad.  During the Tulsa Run in 2013, some guy was holding a sign telling us that we’re all going to hell unless we accept Jesus.  I wanted to punch him in the dick.  How dare you do something like that when people are running a race.  And fuck you for trying to tell me what you believe is right and what I believe is wrong.


At the OKC Memorial Marathon, a church on Grand Blvd placed permanent signs telling us the same thing.  If I would have had a match I would have burned them down!

The Route 66 Marathon in Tulsa in 2012 brought a different set of problems.  Over the last mile, which was all downhill, the cops handling traffic kept saying, “You’re almost there!”  Nothing pisses off a runner more than someone saying that.  I don’t know why!  Maybe because in pain and completely out of your mind and that’s just the last thing you want to hear.

The best spectators are the ones that have the most original signs or do something totally off the wall.  The people who set up bars on a course are the best, even though I’ve never stopped to have a drink.  I love that a spectator takes the time to do something crazy like that for us.

You're a dick!

You’re a dick!


  • Be original
  • Be creative
  • Do something shocking.  Trust me, it takes our mind off the pain.


  • Push an agenda on us (Religitards, I’m talking to you!)
  • Make up a stupid sign you found by Googling “funny race signs.”
  • Tell me I’m almost there unless it’s followed by a sign that says you suck at math!
  • Insult me with your sign.  Telling me I’m crazy for doing this is kind of mean. I busted my ass to train for this race while you’re sitting on the sideline being an asshole.  You might as well go ahead and buy that 0.0 sticker.  You’re a dick!

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This Sunday my wife and I will become spectators at the Route 66 Marathon in Tulsa, OK.  This will be the first time I spectate a major marathon and I’m really excited.  I am always a runner.  I never get to see the leaders.  I never get to see my friends.  I am looking forward to cheering on my buddies who worked so freakin’ hard to run this race.

I will offer them alcohol and some might even take it.  I have two signs that are completely original…..and offer some reference to an inside joke!  I will wear a stupid costume so my friends can easily see me!

And most of all, I will have a blast riding my bicycle around in the rain to support my friends as they run in misery.  They’ve trained; they’ve suffered.  The least I can do is cheer them on!

This is my favorite sign!

This is my favorite sign!

See you Sunday!

19 Nov

How NOT to train for a marathon

My first marathon: Route 66 in Tulsa, Oklahoma.

In about two and a half weeks I will run my fourth marathon in Baton Rouge.  Over the course of the last month, my wife has continuously harped on me about running a “long run.”

The truth is, I haven’t run anything over 14 miles this training season.  This is a very different approach from my first three marathons.

Marathon #1 was miserable and I found out a month later that I was in the wrong shoes!  No wonder my knees felt like Tony Soprano took a bat to them.

Marathon #2 brought a new set of problems.  Two weeks before the race I developed severe knots in my left calf from dehydration.  My sports chiropractor worked them out and taped the hell out of my leg.  Unfortunately, I compensated and my right leg was shredded by mile 19 or so.  I finished in a paltry 5:46.

Marathon #3 saw a two hour delay that brought on massive heat and a record number of DNFs, including me.

That pissed me off.  I was trained and on track for a 4:20 marathon when the elements destroyed me.  Granted, I should have been prepared, but I will know better next time.

For marathon #4  I decided to take on a new approach: run faster for shorter distances and blow off the long run.  The jury is still out on how this will work.  The good part is that the marathon is a two loop track around Baton Rouge.  I’ll run the first loop and stop for a break (food, electrolyte replacement, etc.) before heading out on my second loop.

I know, this is a messed up strategy, but at this point, I just want to finish under 5 hours and eat some great food.  Yep, I’m going to eat meat…..well, seafood!  Don’t judge.  How can you go to Louisiana and NOT eat those amazing oysters?


17 Nov

Here’s to new beginnings…


Ever have a fuck-up so badly you just have to start over?  Well, that’s what happened with my blog.

I’ll try to post some of the “past” entries just to I have a good record of them, but this is actually a new start for SeeSeanRun.com.

Don’t worry!  I will still offend most of you!


22 Sep

Redman Triathlon: The good, the ‘ehhh,’ the ugly!

The reward!

The reward!

Completing a half Ironman triathlon is probably the most pain and definitely the most fun you can have in the world of endurance sports.  I know, there are some of you who will argue with me!  But I had a blast!

I wrote a recap yesterday.  You can read it here.  This post is about the things I liked, and some I didn’t, during the race.

Let’s go!

The Good (Great)

I volunteered at Redman in 2012 & 2013 so I already knew a lot about the race and the organization.  The best part of this race is the staff!  Everyone was helpful, courteous, and always looked out for the safety of the participants.  When you have a great staff, the race conditions are secondary.  There are a few honorable mentions here:

  • David Wood, the RD
  • Roger Gartman
  • Buzz Bussjaeger
  • Dr. Tom
  • The entire medical staff – my two nurses, James and Ashley were awesome!  Ashley held this wimp’s hand when they inserted the needles and James fed me water and chocolate milk when I couldn’t lift my arms.  
  • Schlegel Bicycles – they were lifesavers….especially Steve Schlegel for lending my friend a helmet when she forgot hers.  She would have DNF’d if he hadn’t saved her.
  • OKC Police Department, OK County Sheriff, and all the other police departments involved.  The traffic control was impeccable.  Although, I’m sure the cars were PISSED!  But hey, it’s one freakin’ day a year!

I will continue to compete in this race because of the staff and the way it was organized.  They were very, very active through social media outlets so the participants knew what to expect and had their questions answered quickly prior to race day.  That was a tremendous help!

The ‘ehhh’

Honestly, I don’t have much to say here.  No race is perfect, but this one was so well organized, I don’t have much to complain about at all.  I know, AMAZING coming out of my mouth, huh?

The only thing I could say needed improvement was more porta-potties in the transition area.  There were 10 (I believe) and there probably should have been about 15-20.  But it wasn’t a huge deal.

The Ugly

Nothing was ugly.  My only complaint out of this entire experience was about the Oklahoma roads….and they were actually pretty good.  Some were bumpy and I was getting dehydrated so every bump gave me a headache.  Those roads in no way reflect upon the race organizers or staff.  They worked SO DAMNED HARD on getting municipalities to repair bad spots and patch holes.  I’ve ridden much worse.

So really, there’s not much ugly to be had in this race.  


Would I recommend this race?  Hell YES!!!!  If you’re looking for a great race with great support, tremendous cheering, loads of fun, and nice bling, come to Okc and participate.  I believe 2015 will bring two days of events with a spring and Oly so you have plenty of distances to choose from.  And when you’re done, grab a beer and head to the Landrunner’s tent on the run course to cheer on everyone else.  I promise, you’ll have a great time at this race whether you participate, volunteer, or just spectate!

21 Sep

2014 Redman Triathlon: I AM half an Ironman!

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This is going to be a long one so bear with me!

Two and a half years ago, when I got into this “health” thing, I never imagined a couple of things.  One, that I would ever attempt a marathon, much less a half Ironman.  And two, that I would ever meet so many incredible people I can now call friends.  

I know I’m going to miss some mentions here and it’s not intentional.  There are just so many that contributed to my success I’m having a hard time remembering!

Onto the good stuff.

The race I’m talking about is the Redman Triathlon.  This year there were two distances; a half Ironman and a full Ironman.  I competed in the half, 70.3 miles of waves, wind, and heat.  The true beasts in the full doubled that distance.

The Swim

There’s not much I can say about the swim other than it was brutal.  The waves and chop were out of control.  To tell you how bad it was, three kayaks had to be saved!  These were the people saving US and THEY had to be rescued.  I completed the swim 2 minutes ahead of my goal at 43:21.  In spite of the bad conditions, I was pleased with that time.  I actually thought I could finish closer to 40 minutes but I’ll chock up that extra 3:21 to the waves and poor sighting on my part.  I was off course a couple of times because the current pushed me and I didn’t realize it.

Wendy, Me, Angela, Lydia, and Jill.  Prerace waiting for the swim wave.

Wendy, Me, Angela, Lydia, and Jill. Prerace waiting for the swim wave.

Damn I'm fat.  That wetsuit isn't slimming at ALL!

Damn I’m fat. That wetsuit isn’t slimming at ALL!

The start of the storm!

The start of the storm!

Rena heading out to the swim.

Rena coming in from the swim.

Transition 1

The first thanks goes out to Dan Tygert.  Dan was my “stripper” out of the water.  For those who don’t know, strippers help you off with your wetsuit.  Basically, you get the wetsuit down under your butt as far as possible, drop to your butt and the stripper yanks it off you quickly.  This saves a buttload of time in transition so you don’t have to mess with it.

Since I can’t ride without socks, my T1 was a little slow at 4:23.  But I set a goal time of 5 minutes so I was still ahead.

Unfortunately, I grabbed my bike and headed for the exit without my sunglasses!  56 miles of no sunglasses on a bike is not something I recommend.

The Bike

The “out” on the bike was pretty damn good.  I had a great average going of about 23/24 mph.  Unfortunately, I hit the turn for the “in” and caught the wind.  There were some legs that took me as long as 5 minutes for the mile.  That killed my average but I still ended up with a 16.6 mph average overall.  I was hoping for a 17 mph but I’ll take what I got because that put my bike time at 3:22:54.  My goal was 3:45:00 so I was 22:06 ahead of schedule.

Rena absolutely spent after she left it all on the bike course.  She finished 4th woman OVERALL in the Aquabike.

Rena absolutely spent after she left it all on the bike course. She finished 4th woman OVERALL in the Aquabike.

Me coming in from the bike.  I left a LOT of glycogen and energy out there.  Hence, my run sucked!

Me coming in from the bike. I left a LOT of glycogen and energy out there. Hence, my run sucked!

Transition 2

When I came in from the bike, Jen could tell I was wiped.  I expended too much energy on the bike and I knew by mile 40 that I was going to have trouble on the run because of it.  I was able to hit that transition a little better because it’s easier to strip off the bike gear than put it on!  I finished T2 in 3:59 and grabbed my nutrition, hat, and missing sunglasses to head out.  My goal was another 5 minute transition so I was still ahead at this point.

The Run

I knew I was in trouble before the run even started but I was NOT going to DNF.  If I had to walk a half marathon, well damnit, that’s what I was going to do.  And the fact is, I ended up walking about 75% of it because I was just out of energy.

By mile 7 or 8, I had to make a pee stop at the Landrunner aid station.  But when I tried to pee, just a small drip came out and it was beet red.  That’s never, EVER a good sign.  I told Jen about it when I came out of the porta-potty and she thought it might have had something to do with the electrolyte tablets I was taking.  

I ran into my friend, Steve Schlegel, a mile later and told him about it.  He told me to hit the medical tent immediately when I finished and get some help.  

I slogged through that last 5 or 6 miles and finished in 7:31:11, not my goal time despite the great swim and bike.

Me and my friend Billy.  He was hurting too but ended up with a decent half marathon time.

Me and my friend Billy. He was hurting too but ended up with a decent half marathon time.

One of the few times I smiled on the run.

One of the few times I smiled on the run.

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It's finally over!

It’s finally over!

I'm kind of pissed that girl stole my thunder! LOL I so wanted to finish by myself, not in a group.

I’m kind of pissed that girl stole my thunder! LOL
I so wanted to finish by myself, not in a group.

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After sitting for a minute to gather my thoughts, I headed to the medical tent to see Dr. Tom.  Tom Caniglione is our medical doctor for the Landrunner’s running club so I already knew him.  I told him what was going on and he told me to go pee in the porta-potty and bring him a sample.  I was able to get out about an 1/8th teaspoon of liquid that was bright red.  When I returned to Dr. Tom, he immediately threw me on a gurney and the medical staff inserted needles in each arm to double bag me.  

I ended up taking almost 6 liters of fluid before I could go pee again.  The staff would NOT let me leave in my current condition.  Dr. Tom said he wanted to see a normal urination before he’d even consider letting me go.

After an hour and a half, I finally gave him an acceptable sample and he let me leave.

Jen, me, Jill

Jen, me, Jill

Jen, me, Jill

Jen, me, Jill

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The medical staff tried everything the could to get fluids in me so I could pee.

The medical staff tried everything the could to get fluids in me so I could pee.


This race was absolutely amazing.  Every aspect is set up perfectly and the race staff and volunteers are amazing.  I volunteered at the Landrunner aid station in 2012 and 2013 so I knew what to expect, but attending as an athlete brings it to another level.

Despite the pain and heat, I had a great time.  I realized a couple of things mid race though.  One, I need to train smarter; not necessarily longer, but definitely smarter.  I trained well but I don’t think I trained as efficiently as I should have.

Two, nutrition and hydration are a constant battle and one I’ve continued to lose in long distance competitions.  I’m still working on solving this problem and hopefully I’ll have it down before I compete in my next marathon in December.

I will definitely be back next year because this race lived up to every expectation and more.  I don’t care that I bonked on the run and had to hit medical afterwards.  This was an amazing race.

It's funny that this was PRE medical.  Jen took the pic then I decided I better go see the doctor.

It’s funny that this was PRE medical. Jen took the pic then I decided I better go see the doctor.


There are so many people to thank here I don’t know where to start.  I’ll try to just go down the timeline.

There are two people without whom I could not have done this: my wife, Jennifer, and my training partner, Lydia Benham.  Jen has a very inquisitive mind that kept asking me question after question to help me overcome obstacles.  Lydia trained with me the last two months and we bounced idea after idea off each other to get us through the event.  Unfortunately, I lost a bet to Lydia and owe her a bottle of wine…..which I am happy buy.  She’s an amazing new friend and I’m happy she finished strong.

Rena Brubaker: Rena and I met on Facebook through the Redman group.  The first time we met face to face was Thursday night when she got into town.  She has done several half Ironman’s and she helped me tremendously through the details of the race.  On top of that, she has become a great friend I’ll have the rest of my life.  We hit it off immediately on Facebook and I’m so grateful for her friendship.  

Dan Tigert & Emmy Hufnagel: Dan is a local pro who owns Terra Tri with Emmy.  These two are amazing athletes and compete on a different playing field than the rest of us.  Yet, Dan and Emmy take time to always have something positive to say me or give me advice.  Dan was my “stripper” and kept cheering me on the entire time.  Big time guys like him don’t usually take an interest in old, fat, slow guys like me but Dan is special and different.  Thank you Dan!

Steve Schlegel: Steve is the owner of Schlegel Bicycles, the official support store for the triathlon.  I’ve known Steve for about 35 years.  We great up together and met in junior high at Hefner Middle School.  I’ve purchased four bikes from Steve and he has helped me get through the technical portions of the bike like no other.  His staff at the store is second to none and they take care of me like I’m a member of the family!

Emerald Groom: Em is my new running partner.  She kicks my ass three days a week and keeps me honest.  Em and her husband, Mike, came out to the tri and stayed all day waiting for Lydia and I to run by.  She made a huge sign cheering us on.  She even ran with me when I was getting down in the dumps just to cheer me on and keep me going.  I only met Em about 2 months ago but I consider her a great friend and love her like my sister.  

Cory Davis: Cory is the guy with the story that just blows you away and leave you shaking your head.  In the span of one year, he has lost over 200 lbs, that’s right….200 lbs, run multiple marathons, qualified for Boston, and won numerous races.  Cory texted me the day before and all morning of the race to make sure I knew he supported me.  I consider Cory one of the best friends you could ever have.  Jen and I love him so much we’re going to Boston next April to cheer him on in his first Boston Marathon.

Camille Gunderson and Demetri (sorry!  I can’t remember Demetri’s last name!):  Camille and Demetri headed to Louie’s on the Lake and cheered me on every time I came by.  The last time Camille ran out to the course to high five me.

Elizabeth Pickens:  I met Elizabeth during Memorial training earlier this year.  I found out she lives in the neighborhood next to us.  Elizabeth is another who was texting me prior to the race to cheer me on.  She has been one of my greatest supporters throughout this while thing…..and I’m talking her into doing it next year!! LOL

Jill Hobson: My Canadian “luva” who always has a nice thing to say about my ass when she knows I’m suffering.  Jill is one of my closest friends and I love her to death.  It helps that she’s a little bit crazy, in a cool way.  

Angela Morris: Angela is the reason I’m in this game.  She was the first triathlete I spoke with in 2012 and I was totally enamored with her.  I decided right then I wanted to be part of this!  She has helped me through all of this with loads of advice and information.

Spicy Asian
Kari Brown
Marty @ Schlegel’s
Ali & John…..my cabin lovers and two of Kurt’s best friends!  Hail to the spatula
I know I’m forgetting someone so please forgive me!!!  I don’t want you to think I’m not appreciative….I’m just old and can’t remember all the names. lol

I’ll see you all again next year!

17 Sep

Taper is a four-letter word!

Don’t you just hate the word ‘taper?’  Ok, so maybe most of you don’t care about that word.  But a distance athlete takes that word very seriously.  We either love or hate it.  

Taper week is the week before your race, just in case you didn’t know.  Basically, this consists of winding down your training so your body can recover and store glycogen, as well as other vital nutrients, so it’s ready for the race.  

It’s a major pain in the ass.  For months we’ve been training by exercising almost every single day of the week.  Now we have to lay off and it just doesn’t feel natural.  

There are different schools of thought on this practice.  I have a friend who won six marathons last year.  She rarely tapers.  She has found that her body handles the same amount of effort without having to stop to regain energy stores.  And maybe she’s on to something!  After all, she WON six marathons last year!  You can’t argue with that.

For sub-mediocre athletes, like myself, I tend to do better when I take off a couple of days.  I’m also older and got into this game later in life.  But that’s what works for me.

We’re not three days from the Redman Triathlon.  Most of us are freaking the hell out over the race.  It’s not only the distance that is daunting, but now we have the added aspect of bad weather coming into play.  On that subject, hurricanes suck, just in case you didn’t know!

I’m hoping the weather won’t roll in until late in the day but you just never know here.  This is Oklahoma and weather changes by the hour.  Forecasts for beautiful, sunny skies can bring tornadoes.  I’ve seen forecasts for horrible rain and we never receive a drop.  Buying a lottery ticket gives you better odds than predicting the weather here.

imageBut you can’t change what you can’t change.  I’m going to compete no matter what.  I’ll suffer through whatever elements are thrown at me and I’ll finish this thing because……..well, I wrote a goddamn $250 check! Let’s not add up the cost of the gear.

Saturday afternoon, no matter what the weather, I’m going to cross that finish line.  I’m going to hug my wife, my training partner Lydia, and my new friend Rena, and celebrate the fact that I just moved 70.3 miles by human power.  I’m going to crack a beer and stand in the rain while I take it all in.  

Then I’m going to freak the fuck out because my $2,200 bike is sitting in the transition area getting rained on!  Then I’ll crack another beer and try to forget about it for a while.

Here’s to a sunny day, for at least half of it, and a safe race.  I’ll be back this weekend to update you…..if I’ve dried out.


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