The main purpose of this blog is to document my quest to an Ironman triathlon. Last year, a few months before i turned 30, I decided it was time to commit to something substantial. With the exception of a few years in university where I ballooned to about 210 lbs, I've always been in pretty good shape. I swam, and played soccer competitively when I was young. I did a fair amount of weight training, worked as a personal trainer with mostly sport conditioning, or functional training clients (I've let all that stuff expire after I started concentration more on myself).
Since I was young, though, I have never had any fitness goals, other than just staying competitive when it came to sports, and keeping in reasonable shape. This led to a lack of motivation, and desire to train. Enter the triathlon.
In 2000 when Simon Whitfield won gold at the Olympics, was the moment I started thinking about triathlons. It took me 8 years to finally get around to it though (I was serious when i said i lacked motivation) When the company I was working for got gobbled up by a bigger company, they paid me for the 8 weeks of vacation I had accumulated over the years. Though I would have rather had the two months off work, I decided I would actually do something with the cash, rather than, pay off student loans, or put it into savings.
So I bought a Felt F85 (and a big screen TV)
Armed with a bike and a sprint triathlon training plan downloaded from the internet, I was ready to go. 12 weeks later I completed the Meech Lake Triathlon in July 2008 (1200m swim, 25km bike, 7km run) in just under 2 hours. Sitting on my ass at the finishline was the moment I was hooked, and would continue to race for as long as my body would hold up. I completed an olympic distance tri later in the summer, and that was the end my first season.
I managed to damage my meniscus during training, and took the fall and most of the winter off running and cycling. This gave me time to focus on swimming, which I didn't really feel the need to focus on, since I was already finishing close to the top of the pack, but I didn't have much choice. I joined a masters club and where I learned a valuable lesson.
I was lazy. Even with my new found motivation, I had been limiting my swim workouts to somewhere between 1000m and 1500m. Masters taught me that I was capable of doing twice that, but on my own I would get tired and figured it was enough.
Long story short, I worked my ass off in the pool, got an MRI on my knee after 10 weeks of waiting, started running again with no pain, and started training for a half-marathon; my first step towards a half-ironman.
Yesterday I ran the Ottawa half Marathon in a time of 1:59:50 (ranked 3484 out of 9105). Tomorrow the fun begins, when I start training for the Demi-Esprit (half-ironman) in Montreal on September 12. It's only 17 weeks away.