Naperville Tri and 100 Breaths

So today was a big BRick session for me: 15 mi. bike with a 2+ mi. run, resting for 3 min. between. Here’s the stats and maps for the bike and the run.

Two milestones were reached today. First, I broke 17 mph avg. speed for the bike and second, I kept my average mile/min time on the run under 9 min. (8:56). The triathlon is a sprint, so the distances are shorter than normal. However, the bike is 13+ mi. and the run is a 5K. I’m hoping the fact I biked 15 mi. will makeup for the fact I ran 1 mi. short of 5K. My heart won’t know the difference, right?

As for 100 breaths, I’ve had a little trouble lately keeping my restless head from sleeping at night, so I starting taking 100 breaths and counting backward with each breath. Sometimes, I’m done by the 30’s, other times, I’m getting closer but need another 100. To me (and I imagine others), the tough part of the run is the brain going stale. Using 100 breaths, I’ve found it keeps my pace in check, gives me an easy focus, and allows me to track some progress. Something like,

“Hey, in 100 breaths, I’ve jumped over 2 piles of dog poop, nearly sprained my ankle, and got the evil eye at intersections thrice. What is in store for another 100?”

Whining, White Smoke & the Mechanics of Getting Unstuck | 43 Folders

I know this is a little old, but it really sums up some more of my “fear” post from earlier. I really am a fann of Merlin Mann.

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I’ve been rethinking my daily habits recently. With spring on the wing, I can’t wait to not only shed winter clothes and layers, but also winter habits. Sure, every spring I say, “I’ll exercise. I’ll eat better. I’ll go outside and read more. I’ll engage my loved ons on a daily basis.” But one way or another, the short summer months flee and November has me wondering, “What can I ‘get by with’ today just march a little closer to the spring?” Then the cycle begins again.


Restaurants’ kitchens are great places to run through

I was watching one of my favorite TV shows, the BBC’s MI-5 on DVD today. In one scene, a reporter tries to escape protective custody and runs into a building. He proceeds through the cafeteria’s kitchen while four cooks are preparing food. Not one of them raises an eyebrow.

Have you ever noticed how people are always running through kitchen’s in TV and movies, yet not one person, from the waiter they almost bump into all the way to the chef who is managing the entire space, NEVER says, “Who the hell are you?” People all the time are hiding, walking, and running through kitchens. I once worked at a restaurant in high school and the mean sons-of-bitches that ran the kitchen would stab your hand through to the stainless steel counter if you even looked at a rubber floor mat or a bag of potatoes the wrong way AND I WORKED THERE.

I would ask my readers (yes, Paul and Seth) to walk through a restaurant’s kitchen sometime just to…let’s say, find an exit. Post in the comments your experiences.

Martha’s birthday today!

martha.jpgMy beautiful, loving, funny, best friend celebrated her birthday today (Monday, 2/25). I swear she has become more attractive , clever, witty, and interesting each year we’re together. To point (after the break):

Forgive yourself

A lot of blogs have referenced this post from 43Folders about forgiving oneself, but I thought I would chime in as well.

As the new year has come more into focus (especially after MY focus returned about 48 hours after the Miami wedding), I’ve decided to try to forgive my bad habits and move forward with better habits. Music, exercise, and especially daily productivity are my main areas of focus and subjects I’ll be commenting on in the coming weeks. Whenever I have failed at these before, it took way to long for me to sulk and sit around waiting for the right day to start again. If I can start in the cold, dark days of winter, maybe I’ll have a good chance of sticking to actually living my life with my expected results.

Between some journaling and daily consistency reminders, we’ll see where I end up in the first quarter of the year.

RESOLUTION: Minimum 1 post per week

I resolve to post to this blog at least once a week. It’s pathetic that I have enough hot air to fill a room, yet no discipline to fill said room. Even a small room. Or a small virtual room that doesn’t exist.

No more! Armed with MarsEdit, my MacBook Pro, and CSSEdit (to make stuff look prettier) I am moving forward! Huzzah!