tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10333886342362229632024-02-18T19:59:28.221-08:00Borger Endurance LLC. - Welcome to the blog of Ryan Borger : triathlete & coachWelcome to the blog of pro triathlete & multisport coach Ryan BorgerRyan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.comBlogger61125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-48222895047968765532016-03-25T22:56:00.003-07:002017-10-20T21:02:53.075-07:00Cancer Part 1 - Giving up Control I had thought about blogging again for a little while now, as a form of therapy, really, but every time I'd start typing, I couldn't continue. I'd type a few sentences and need to run away from my thoughts again. It was too hard to think about things. Thoughts about my health have consumed me all day and night, for months, and carrying that weight on my shoulders has been beyond wearing. Many times I wanted to get on Facebook and tell the world about the hell I was living in - out of the need to be heard, wanting (& needing) support, to find my friends again and scream at them to "help me dangit!" Then I got to a point where I held everything internally. I got depressed. I was anti-social. Some days I was gripped with fear so strong I literally couldn't get myself out of bed in the morning. There were nights I was so exhausted from worrying I would fall asleep on the couch at 6pm. My body was drained. At times I wanted to scream "people, feel sorry for me! I have cancer! Freaking cancer! Where is everybody??" Other times I just wanted to crawl into a hole and hide. <br />
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Something I've realized more than ever the past few months is that I need people. I get my energy from people. I'm an extrovert. People lift me up. Having support helps, immensely. For a while I tried to go through my recent challenges mostly alone, other than a few close family members. I felt lonely, but was stuck in a place where I had zero energy to be proactive enough to reach out and connect with people who I needed, like my good friends. That said, the past month or two I have done a better job with that. I've reached out to others more, and have found a lot of strength through relationships lately. Getting back to work full time since mid December has helped me too. I need my job and the people I connect with through my job. Not just to pay the bills (... and my 3 inch tall stack of recent medical bills), but to help me maintain balance as well, and to get my mind off of myself.<br />
I know I am weak, but I remind myself frequently: I am weak but He is strong. Yes, it sounds cliche...without my faith I'd have nothing. But it's true. Without faith that everything happens for a reason, you literally have nothing to hold onto when $h#t hits the fan. The past few months have tested my faith a million times more than I've been tested my entire life. When you are fearing death, it's then when you find if your faith is truly real. It's then when you find out if, and how, it exists and is a part of your life. <br />
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November 8th marks the start a trial I faced that was 100x harder than anything I've gone through ever before - and I'm still in that trial. At the end of last year, my real estate career was going better than ever. I was working my butt off, making good money, and growing my business. That said, my life was crazy out of balance. My job was my life, my marriage was suffering, and I was not putting my family first. I had almost stopped exercising entirely, was eating horribly (Chik-fil-a literally 4+ times a week), and had crazy high stress levels, non-stop. My life was out of balance and I was hit with a wake up call - a big one. It was a Friday night and Amy (my wife) and I were eating delivery pizza on the couch for dinner. My 2 girls were asleep, and we were relaxing before heading to bed. When I went to the bathroom before going to sleep, I noticed my urine was a bit darker than usual. (Ok, I'm about to get medical here, so if human urine grosses you out, then skip down a paragraph down or two). I had a couple of Coronas with my pizza, so I didn’t think much of it, and assumed the color was just from the beer. I woke up around 3 am having to use the restroom, very badly.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was about half awake only, but I remember going...and going and going and going - like
my bladder was enormous. My urine was dark brown. This time more noticeable.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> Being half-awake, </span>I went back to sleep in a daze. When I woke
up in the morning, I had a vague memory of the incident, and I told Amy that I thought I had peed
blood last night. I went to the bathroom in the morning, and my urine color was normal.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> Good, I thought, it was my imagination. </span>I put it in the
back of my head and went on with my morning.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I scheduled some house showings for a new potential client, and went to the restroom before heading off to work. That time, I noticed a tiny blood clot in the toilet. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">I knew something wasn't right. I texted my nurse practitioner sister Kristyn (who has been incredible to me and I'd be nowhere without her help the past few months), and she got me into see the doctor at her clinic that same day. I showed one house in Littleton to my clients, and headed straight to the doctor after that, with plans to meet up with my clients later in the afternoon to show them a few more homes. </span><br />
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>For a few months prior, I had felt an odd tightness in my lower abdomen while lying in bed - like my lower abs
just couldn’t relax; a symptom I still don't know what was all about. The Dr. didn't think it was bladder related, and it's since gone away. That morning the Dr. ordered a chest x-ray on site to look for a kidney stone, and tested my urine for signs on
infection - both were normal.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A kidney stone would be the most common cause of blood in the urine, but I had no back pain at all, and nothing on the x-ray. He told me I likely have one of 3 possible things going on: a kidney stone, an infection, or bladder CANCER.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What?! Of course there could be a million
other things that blood in urine can mean, right?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> I've been a runner my whole life, and I've been around hard core runners quite often...and I know blood in the urine isn't unheard of, especially after a crazy race or workout. I thought certainly there's got to be other causes besides the three the doctor mentioned. He told me to see a urologist as soon as I could early in the week. When I was walking out of the clinic, I found him in the hallway and said "Dr C, you just said I could have 1 of 3 things, right? And it sounded like you basically ruled out 2 of the 3, right? You said I have no signs of a kidney stone, nor an infection...so what you're saying is that I'm left with possibly having bladder cancer?!" He said no need to worry too much, but he wanted me to take things seriously. </span>I could barely
walk out of the clinic as I was shaking with fear.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Literally, my legs were trembling. I almost couldn't make it to my car. I was shaking violently. When I got in the car, I called Amy in a panic and told her everything that had happened. I called my pastor Jeff as well. I needed prayer from everywhere possible, and I knew Jeff was a man of prayer.</div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I can’t explain the fear I had on that Saturday morning - a fear I'd never felt before, but today a fear that's become commonplace. Fear of the worst<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">. Fear of a deadly disease. Fear that my girls could grow up without a dad. Fear of the unknown. Fear of the one thing I told myself I could never handle in life... a serious disease. Maybe God is giving me the very thing I fear(ed) the most, so that my faith was tested? Who knows. </span></div>
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Fast forward 2 days later to Monday morning, November 9th. I found myself at an imaging center for a pelvis and abdominal CT
scan (thanks to my sister Kristyn who ordered one for me ASAP). She also got me in with a
urologist a few hours after my scan that same morning. My scan came back with a few minor abnormalities, but
showed no tumor in the bladder. Luckily I only had to wait about 15 minutes after the scan to find out the results. In the waiting room, I sat next to Amy. My skin was yellow, cold, and my body shaking with fear and nervousness. When I got the call from my sister with the results, I was relieved beyond belief. It was good news, after a traumatizing weekend of what felt like hell. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> After the scan, </span>I decided to keep my appointment with the urologist as I still didn't have an explanation for the blood in my urine. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When I got there, the Dr. took a look at my CT scan report, a look at me, and told me to calm the hell down!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> The next </span>10 minutes consisted of him saying a bunch of sarcastic remarks, telling me I'm paranoid, still worried for no reason, and trying to convince me to relax. He assured me I was way too young to have bladder
cancer at 31, and there was absolutely no way it was cancer.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> Bladder cancer is a disease of the elderly, he said. The average age of diagnoses is 78 years old, and most people who get it have smoked much of their lives. After the chat, </span>he wrote me a prescription for 2 meds, said I likely have a prostate infection, and said I could make my way back to the lobby. He knew I was a healthy, fit (or should I say way too out of shape, formerly-fit) ex-triathlete. There was no way in his mind cancer was a possibility. Now, I knew I would not be at peace simply walking out the door of the exam room - I felt it. I wanted certainty that nothing was seriously wrong with me. </div>
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Now, I never planned to share this on a blog, much less to many people other than a few people close to me, but it's a pretty important piece of my cancer story to be honest. I had an experience that has strengthened my faith in God. It's something I can't ignore and I can't act like didn't happen, even if I wanted to. Heck, and even if it's just coincidence - though I doubt it is. It's something that has definitely made me think outside the box, and outside my comfort level, really. It's one of those stories that gives you chills. It's a story that if it happened to you, you'd have to share it too, because you experienced God like never before, and because of that, God deserves the glory.<br />
While in the exam room at the urologists' office after my CT scan, I had a voice in the back of my head telling me to be persistent, and to find answers. I had a voice telling me to look further into things, just to be thorough. A crazy string of events happened leading up to that Dr's visit that made me insist that the doctor stick a scope inside my bladder - and I'll just say it, I think it was a message from God. I've never experienced anything like it before, and wasn't even sure if I believed in prophecy before this, but what happened was way too ironic (and specific) to be chance. It goes back to one month before Nov. 12th (the date of my tumor surgery), I got a random text from a guy I went to college with. He was an acquaintance, not even really a friend of mine in college, and I didn't even know him well. I didn't hang out with him in college either, and I hadn't talked to him other than maybe 1 Facebook message in the past 9 years. He is a realtor in Santa Barbara, so we had the real estate connection.<br />
Exactly one month prior, I was sitting in the car just after pulling up to a listing of mine in Littleton, and I got the most random text I've ever received. "Hey Ryan, this is Daniel. Do you have any reference of a green snake?" A green
what, I thought to myself? What on earth is he talking about? It was the most random text I've ever gotten. I asked him to explain what he meant, and he asked if I had any reference of a green snake in my life recently; such as, had I come across one, seen one, had a dream about one, or anything like that. I thought for a minute, and said no, no green snakes that I can think of! I sat there thinking long and hard. The only thing I could think of was my daughter Riley had talked about snakes very once in a while when we would find them in the yard in the summer, and so I told him that. He didn't text anything back to me. A few hours later in the day, I texted him back. Of course I had to ask him why the heck he asked me such a random question. He went on to tell
me about a dream he had the night before that involved me, a green snake, myself responding
to the green snake, and feeling like he was supposed to share the
dream with me. He said it was the gnarliest dream he's ever had, and it literally physically shook him awake. It was extreme, and powerful...physically powerful. The dream went something like this...there was a room full of people sitting around, and this giant green mamba snake was going around the room either asking people something or trying to get them to do something or respond to it. I was the only one in the dream who responded to this snake, and before he could warn me, I had to leave the room for something. He said he thought the snake referenced something in my life that appeared or seemed safe, like the snake in the dream, but actually wasn't. Of course in the dream, the snake was Satan, and he was trying to lure me into something. In the dream he was friendly, and seemed safe...but in life, of course he is not. He explained the details of the dream a bit further, which I won't go into in full, but he also shared a bit about a few other things that happened in his life lately, prophetic things...after never experiencing anything like this in his 30+ years until recently. He didn't really know what to think about everything, as he was new to these experiences, but he felt he was supposed to share it with me. He felt God telling me to share this dream with me, as weird as it was, after not talking to me for 9 years since college other than a Facebook message or two.</div>
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He went on and told me after he shared the dream with his wife, all she heard relating to the dream was the word "disease." I guess you would say it was her interpretation of the dream, but there was no clarity what the word disease meant. I responded with, "I sure hope that doesn't mean I'll get a disease; that's always been my biggest fear in life." He told me he thought maybe it meant there was something in my life I needed to get rid of, or something that seemed safe or ok but was really damaging, and to be aware of things that could appear safe but maybe aren't. Again, he's not God, and he didn't know the full meaning of the dream. He just felt he was supposed to share it with me - whether or not it meant anything or not. It was too powerful of a dream not to share, he said. And here's the kicker...he told me to be aware of any green snakes too, and to especially pay attention if my 2 year old daughter Riley (who could barely even talk) mentions snakes or green snakes. I thought it was crazy, and extremely random, and so I put it in the back of my head, for a month and went on with my life... until a month later on the morning of Nov. 12th. <br />
Amy and I were getting ready to go to my CT scan. It was snowing outside, and there was about a foot of snow in the back yard. My 2 year old daughter Riley opened the door to the back yard to look outside and she said, "daddy, there's some snakes over there", pointing into the far part of the yard into the snow. I said, "oh really?" What color are the snakes, Riley? She said "green. " Weird. Green snakes? I closed the door, pulled her inside, and told her it was too cold to play outside that morning since it was snowing, and we needed to shut the door. Clearly there were no green snakes in the yard. There was a foot of snow on the grass, and it was still snowing!! No snakes anywhere, just a blizzard and snow!! Riley then said she wanted to play with her sticker books, and she pulled a few sticker books out of her toy cubby. She opened up one of the pages in the first book she grabbed...and the first thing she pulled out... was a sticker of a green snake. True effing story! I chuckled to myself. No freaking way. Wow, the irony. Here she is, talking about green snakes. All this happened a few hours before I was diagnosed with cancer, my "disease."<br />
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So, after the Dr. told me I was crazy, had no need to worry, etc, I kept talking with him asking if we could take the next diagnostic step just to be sure I had no cancer, which I knew was a bladder scope. I wanted a more thorough exam and
certain answer. He didn't even feel my abdomen or anything, after all. He just saw I was a healthy 31 year old and said I was crazy to be scared. He explained that people who smoke get bladder cancer, and the average age of those diagnosed is 78. It's not possible, he said. After about 10 more minutes which consisted of me begging him
to stick a scope up my you know what (odd request to beg for a cystoscopy, I know!), he told me that I could come back
in a month if I still had any symptoms, and then he could scope me. The Dr. was sarcastic - that was his tone the whole visit, until the end.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I continued to plead my case<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">. I started telling him he needed to or I wouldn't sleep at night. I told him I was a worrier. I BEGGED HIM. Way back in the back of my head, I had a voice reminding me of Riley talking about green snakes that morning, a wild dream someone had about me a month before, and how I was supposed to pay attention to things in my life that appeared safe, but maybe were not. After a few more minutes of convincing, </span>he finally agreed to check if a cysto scope was available. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I waited in
the exam room for about 20 more minutes until a nurse wheeled in a big scope
machine, told me to unzip my pants, injected my you know what with some gel, and literally stuck a big clamp on my man part. Well, I didn't expect that, but I guess it's what I asked for, right? I saw the giant scope probe soaking in lime-green formaldehyde.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She said “we need it to soak for 15 minutes
more since it was just inside of someone else before we stick it in you.” Such comforting words! Hmmm.. I guess I'll try not to
think about that one, after all I'm somewhat a germ-a-phobe.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><br />
The Dr. came back in the exam room, and asked where Amy had gone. I told him she had went back to the
lobby because she thought it would be awkward to watch someone shove a giant scope up me. Apparently he thought it would be
educational for her to watch, and he was still in his sarcastic mood, so he got her from the lobby and brought her back with
us in the exam room.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> Amy and I</span> smirked at each other for a bit. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He stuck the scope in me while the 3 of us
watched the bladder scope on a giant screen. It was quite interesting, and rather uncomfortable to say the least. It felt like that scope was all the way up into my throat, I swear. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>While he took a look around my bladder with the scope,
he kept saying “see, all looks good, clear, nothing here, nothing there.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Right when he was about to pull the scope
out, he turned it a bit to a different angle, and then we saw it - a big gangling growth. It filled up the screen. A gangling thing with tons of little fingerlike tentacles. It kinda looked like a patch of broccoli but a bit more wavy. “What’s that?,” I immediately said.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> The Dr. didn</span>’t respond.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There was silence. He was speechless. I'll never forget the look on his face. He was in shock. Finally he
said, “that’s an abnormality, and it needs to come out.” I said, "is it cancer?" He didn't say anything right away, but we all knew.<br />
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I can’t explain the hell I went through the next few hours (or should I say days, weeks, or better yet, months).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’ve obviously never felt
anything like it -<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>extreme fear like I
had never known before.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I had cancer,
and I knew it. The Dr. knew it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> Amy knew it. We all new it.</span> My sister Kristyn texted me, “how did it go?” I wrote her back. “Cancer.” “No
way.” she wrote.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I said "yes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">" </span>5 minutes later, I was scheduled for a
tumor removal surgery 3 days later on Thursday November 12<sup>th</sup>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> The Dr. was booked out for a while, but after what had happened he opened up a lunchtime surgery slot for me. I wanted that gangling growth out of my insides ASAP. </span>The Dr. called Kristyn to explain everything to her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She then left work early, drove to the medical center, and met Amy and I in
the parking lot.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> I was the youngest person the Dr. had ever diagnosed with bladder cancer, at age 31. </span>We cried, shook in fear, paced
back and forth in the parking lot, and finally I called mom and dad - who were in a movie theater
in Idaho while on their vacation.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They left the theater, and immediately began the long drive back to Colorado right then.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I then called my brother Scott and his wife Rebecca, and told them the news. It was a living hell.</div>
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Three days later, the surgery went well, and the pathology report came back about 4 days after the surgery. The waiting period was unbearable. The Dr. had said it would likely be 7-10 days before we had the pathology report back, but thankfully it came back sooner. I vividly remember the Monday morning after my surgery. I was so low I couldn't get out of bed. I was in bad depression. I was shaking with so much fear and anxiety, my body wasn't functioning. I was crying out to God; literally crying out that I needed an answer, and now. I need the pathology report right then, or I didn't think I could make it through the day. 5 minutes later, the doctor called me with the results. I had low-grade, non-invasive urothelial transitional cell carcinoma. Yes it's cancer, which we already knew from the look of the tumor, but they caught it early and before it had spread through the muscle wall and to other organs. I was lucky, very lucky. Most people don't even have visible blood in their urine at this stage of bladder cancer, but rather only microscopic blood. Many people, by the time they have visual blood, have a more advanced stage. I was lucky to say the least. The doctor had decided not to inject any chemo into the bladder during surgery, which they often do, because of my age, the side effects, and the look of the tumor. <br />
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I found who I was told was the best bladder cancer doctor in town, Dr. Maroni of Univ. of CO cancer center, and saw him a week later. He would become the doctor I see from here on out. He will do my future cystoscopy scopes, one every 3 months to see if the tumor returns. I will do this for a few years, then we can space out the scopes if the cancer doesn't return in the first 2 years. I've been told this type of cancer comes back about 50-60% of the time in the first year or so. If that's the case, then a local chemo and a hard-core treatment called BCG will be necessary, but we are praying it's gone for good. I had my first scope a few weeks ago, and it was clear. Praise God.<br />
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Looking back, I still have no idea how on earth I got bladder cancer. It just doesn't make sense, but that's life sometimes. I have exercised daily since 5th grade, eaten healthy, never smoked, and have no family history of cancer. The doctors were perplexed. When I think of the sequence of events leading up to my diagnosis, I feel very fortunate. I am very glad for the green snake dream, and the sequence of events the morning of Nov 12th, which made me insist the doctor scope me. It's why the tumor was found. I'm thankful I had blood in my urine so early on. The 3 days prior to my surgery, I had no blood in my urine, so who knows how long it would have been before any other symptoms would have come. I am grateful it was not an aggressive, advanced tumor. I am thankful the pathology report came back in just a few days, when I needed it most. I have a lot to be thankful for. When I tell other doctors my story, they tell me I'm extremely lucky. </div>
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The journey since getting diagnosed with cancer in November has continued to be extremely difficult. I sit here today feeling like the cancer is a much lesser concern than my current fears. My hope is that the difficult health issues are in the past, but I am dealing with some more unknowns relating to my health. Amy reminds me that God is screaming at me to "trust him!", and will continue to scream at me as loud as possible until I learn to give up control. Completely. Perhaps until I get to the point where I give up control, and put my trust in God, and have a peace that surpasses all understanding, I will continue to struggle with fear. I'm not sure if that's how God works, but it's possible. I don't think he tortures us, or necessarily causes disease in us, but I do think he gives us trials that are so freaking hard that we have no other option but to say, 'God, I give up. I surrender. You are in control of my life. Clearly I am not.' How would one grow in trust without opportunities to practice this? It wouldn't happen. Every day I wonder what God is teaching me today, and wonder when these difficult lessons will end. I wonder why I continue to be strangled with fear some days. I know there are reasons for all of this, but I struggle to understand them at this point in time. I remind myself of the story of Job in the Bible, and that God will not give us more than we can handle. Sometimes I say, yeah right God - you've already give me more than I can handle. Way more! But I look back a the end of each day realizing I did make it through the day. I did handle it, somehow. <br />
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Since my surgery, I have had many odd symptoms and some blood and urine tests that have come back a bit abnormal, which doctors are still looking into. It started a few weeks after surgery; my sister Kristyn encouraged me to get a physical since it had been a while and no one had drawn my blood in over a year (since October 2014, after Ironman Chattanooga - my last blog post. I did some blood tests to look into my cramping issues, in hopes to find a cause of muscle cramps such as low electrolytes). You would think when you get diagnosed with cancer, doctors would draw your blood, but no one had yet. My bloodwork from my physical came back with a very high red blood cell count, high hemoglobin count, and a high hematocrit level (55.9) - which is referred to as a condition called polycythemia. I repeated my labs a week later to confirm if the original tests were accurate, which they were. I've repeated them about 4 or 5 times since the original blood draw in December, in addition to a bunch of other advanced bloodwork which the doctor was looking into things like leukemia, a pre-cancerous blood condition called polycythemia vera, and bunch of other hereditary and specialized blood tests. I'm probably 15-20 rounds of blood tests beyond that first blood draw in December, and have been doing additional tests every week.<br />
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The polycythemia was the start of many odd symptoms that have developed
the past few months since December or so, including abdominal
distention, blood in my stool, headaches, fluctuating vision changes and
blurry vision which started Christmas eve, an ache on the right side of my abdomen, an odd skin rash, large
lymph nodes found on an ultrasound, very high blood pressure (160/100+),
and facial flushing episodes where my facial skin turns red from my neck up, and my cheeks have a tight and tingling sensation. The past
few months, the symptoms have continued to come and go, and my visual
changes have gotten worse...until the past week or so, which I've seen a lot of improvement actually. A few weeks ago while driving, I had an episode of blurry vision that got pretty bad. I felt like I was floating while driving home, and
couldn't focus on the road. I shouldn't have been driving. That was the day I decided I needed to get
it figured out, as my symptoms were getting worse, and starting to affect my daily life a lot. Also, my hands had started to
go numb at nights also, and a few nights I work up in the middle of the night having to walk around the house shaking out my hands to get my circulation back. I've had a lot of odd stuff going on and I know something is causing it. I've gone through many tests the past few
months to try to figure it out. Much of the problem was
getting to the right doctors. My
hematologist (along with several other doctors) who I see to monitor my
polycythemia didn't take me seriously when I would explain my symptoms.
Every visit I'd come back with more symptoms, and he coughed it up as being
from anxiety from a young man who just went through bladder cancer. He
didn't take me seriously. I tried to show him photos of my swollen
stomach, bright red flushed face, etc but he didn't care to see the
photos. It was tough, feeling unheard again. Finally a few
weeks ago I saw an allergist who told me I have many symptoms of a
neuroendocrine tumor, which can secrete hormones and cause these
episodes like facial flushing. Thus, more testing began. He ordered a 24 hour urine test (for a
carcinoid tumor), which came in abnormally high - however not quite as high as he
usually sees in those with carcinoid tumors. Tests also came back high for
epinephine and cortisol levels, so they've begun additional tests to look into other things. I got
connected with a great endocrine doctor and then an excellent GI
oncologist last week. To be honest, they don't know what's going on.
They had a suspicion of possibly a neuroendocrine tumor, but they say not all my
symptoms align with it either, so they aren't jumping to that just yet. Also, some of my follow up blood work for many types of these tumors came back normal as well. I am still waiting for a few more important blood tests to
come back the next week or two. Hopefully I will have some answers soon,
and some good answers. Medicine is extremely complicated. There's no
one simple test to tell you what's going on. You just have to keep after the tests, and pay attention to your symptoms.<br />
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Although I haven't raced triathlons since Oct. 2014, and since this blog is supposed to be my triathlon blog, I'll tie it back into the sport a bit. I love sports, and being away from them for a while has made me miss it more than ever. When I see my friends still into triathlon, I long for that lifestyle back. I wonder every day if I'll ever do another race. I would love to have a comeback story some day, but I'm focused on endurance another type of event right now, and I don't care about a comeback story right now. I just care about healing, and being there for my family, really. So, my polycythemia has given me a hematocrit level of 55.9, and let me just tell you, that it feels awesome. Essentially I have blood like dopers blood, and it feels crazy good. Obviously I have never doped, much less over a year after stopping triathlon racing, but the doctors questioned it due to my pro racing background and were looking for an explanation. I hadn't exercised much the past year at all, but I started running a bit again about a month after my surgery because I knew I needed running to keep me sane. The first month after my diagnoses, I was too depressed to do much of anything, but month 2 I got back on my feet, got back to work in the real estate world. and forced myself to get to the gym a few times a week. As an athlete, it always takes me a long time to get my fitness back after taking time off, and I have crazy muscle soreness for many weeks until my body gets used to the training again. That said, this time around I started running 7 minute miles with ease, and with minimal breathing, and with no muscle soreness after runs. I knew it shouldn't feel that easy after a year off. After my first run, on my next run a few days later I was running 6:45 pace with ease, and then 6:30 pace a few runs later. This was all on the treadmill at 1.5% incline, the same incline every run, and after almost no exercise all year. I began to notice I had zero muscle soreness after all my runs and weight sessions. 6 months prior, one ab workout left my entire abdomen and rib cage sore for a week. Meanwhile, now I started doing 20-30 min core workouts, with weights and running all in the same day, and have no soreness whatsoever. It's crazy. I feel like superman. I knew something wasn't right. I trained for 35 hours a week for a few years, therefore know my body very well. I knew something was up, and I'm suspecting it has to be due to my blood. Dopers take EPO to get their levels where mine are at. I know one thing now, doping works. There's a huge advantage. Last week we ended up doing an EPO blood test, and my EPO was in the normal range, so the polycythemia isn't from an EPO-secreting tumor, which was one of my fears.<br />
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At one of my early blood tests a few months ago, my hematocrit went down to 53.8 from 55.9, and I could tell I was running about 20 seconds slower per mile at the same effort as the week before with higher levels. Crazy. My hematocrit was 50 after Ironman Chattanooga in October of 2014, which is actually the top of the normal range, but had jumped way up since then. I remembered this because my coach John Spinney of QT2 Systems mentioned it was good that my hematocrit was high. That's what athletes want. I hadn't trained much since that race in October of 2014, so the doctor and I knew the odd blood levels was a recent change, and not from athletic training. We looked back at my labs from 2009, 2011, and 2014 - the polycythemia was new and recent, and doctors are still trying to figure out the cause. <br />
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It's been a total roller coaster the past few months, and I'm slowing learning I cannot control my life. I'm trying daily to give up control, to focus on trusting in God's plan, and focusing on making my priorities right - God first, then family. I have put work over family for several years now. I'd like to say I've come away with a better perspective after all this. I still have a ton of work to do, but I am very aware that tucking my daughters into bed at night is much more important than working on my next real estate deal. I love my family more than I thought I ever could, which honestly is why I have so much fear with everything going on. For a few days there, I couldn't hug my daughters without crying, just in fear of losing what we have. But it's not in my control. What I can control, is how I love my girls, and my wife - something I am working hard on. <br />
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Every few days for months I have had tests, and more are likely on the way until we figure out the cause of my wacky fluctuating vision and polycythemia. I've gone through the ringer the past 4 months. I've had a tumor surgery, a CT scan, an upper GI endoscopy scope, a colonoscopy, a brain MRI, abdomen MRI, pelvis MRI, chest MRI, heart echocardiogram, 2 ultrasounds, oxygen sleep test, 24 hour urine tests, and probably 60 vials of blood drawn... thankfully most everything has come back normal other than some blood and urine tests.<br />
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I am meeting Tuesday with a hematologist again as they continue to look into the blood and other issues. I am guessing they may want to do a bone marrow biopsy, to see if the polycythemia is primary or caused by something else. I am taking it one day at a time. Thank you for your love, thoughts, and prayers. It's been you, my family and friends, who have picked me up daily and given me strength when I have none. <br />
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I need to constantly remind myself how fortunate I am, how my bladder cancer was caught early, how many test results have come back normal, and how things could have been so much worse. I have a ton to be thankful for - sometimes I let my fears get in the way and distract me from giving thanks.<br />
I've noticed the past few weeks, God has really helped me adjust my mindset. I have been able to live lately releasing a lot of the fears I had. I'm back to living a much more normal life, apart from a few doctors appointments here and there, and have learned to be patient. I'm really enjoying my job again (here's what I do: <a href="http://www.thepodiumteam.com/">www.thepodiumteam.com</a> ...I'm no longer racing or coaching, which ended a few years ago), loving working with people in real estate, and it feels so good to focus on something, and someone, other than myself again. I'm trying to be more intentional with the relationships I have through my job and elsewhere, and know I need my job as it's a big opportunity to get my mind off of myself and focus on helping people. I've learned it's ok to soak up joy from the things I love, like real estate and endurance sports, even when other parts of life aren't totally figured out.<br />
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I've also found that there is strength gained from the strength of others. When you are weak, you still find strength. As vulnerable as it is writing here about life since November, in a way it's therapeutic to get it out on paper after months of bottling things up inside. My hope is that my blog eventually becomes more a
place of happiness, encouragement and inspiration to others, and a place others can
experience God like I am beginning to. I know he is faithful and with me on this journey. </div>
<br />Ryan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-41083873662433931542014-10-28T21:02:00.000-07:002014-10-28T22:13:15.340-07:00Return to Racing: Ironman Chattanooga It's been a long journey but I made it back to the starting line recently for the first time in a couple years. It's also been a while since I've blogged - almost a year and a half, so I'm due for an update. Since I started this blog as a triathlon blog, that's what it shall remain, even thought I'd gladly love to ramble about my other passions: my growing family, my adventures in real estate, and things like theology and greater life purposes. I was recently looking back on the past few years as a triathlete. Most people didn't know my triathlon life existed any more, as I have moved on to a full time career in real estate a year and a half ago as well as fatherhood, and I have closed my triathlon coaching business, but I've secretly kept grinding out the training, day after day, in hopes to race fast again. I didn't tell too many people of my plans, partly because it's not that fun to explain to people my injuries and the frustrations of my recent athletic life, and also because I have much more going on in my life to talk about that triathlon.<br />
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In December of 2012 I decided to give triathlon a go again after a year of struggling with burnout and finding joy in doing what I was doing. Long story short, in June of 2013, after 7 months of what I was calling my comeback attempt to triathlon, I ended up having foot surgery, delaying this so-called comeback another 10 months. I had to have a tendon in my foot detached, a bone removed, and the tendon reattached to a different part of the bone. This surgery likely would have been the end of it all and caused me to hang up the running shoes for good, but the problem was that prior to my surgery I had just spent 7 months trying to get back into shape and racing. To give up after that long of trying to come back seemed....well, to me like a waste of 7 months. So I viewed my surgery as just another hurdle in the way and decided to carry on. My doctor told me I'd be running 3-4 months later, which seemed hopeful. Nearing the end of 2013, I realized my foot was not what it used to be, nor the new and improved foot I thought it would be after surgery. It was about 10 months til I was running again, and a few more months til I was pain free. So there I was, after two attempted "comebacks", still trying to become a triathlete again. The problem was that when you invest THAT much time in efforts to get back, after so long it really doesn't matter how much longer it will continue to be, since you've already made up your mind that you WILL get back. After spending a year and a half working toward something, there was no way I was pulling the plug after that long <br />
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Here's a timeline of events:<br />
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<b><i>March 2012</i></b> - Raced Ironman 70.3 California. Poor
performance, throwing up from salt tablets. Left the race very unmotivated, decided to quit triathlon for good a month later. Burned out.</div>
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<i><b>August 2012</b></i> - Completed Ironman Canada (10:01) on minimal training & only
6 short runs in past 4 months due to
injuries. Wasn't able to cancel my trip, and I owed it to family to race, so I did the race with my father-in-law. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>No emotion. No feeling of accomplishment crossing the finish line. I hadn't put in the training. It was a slow day, as expected. </div>
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<i><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">December 2012</b></i> -
After many 60 hour work weeks in a sales job, I got the motivation back to make a comeback. I hired coach John Spinney of QT2 Systems as I knew I needed accountability and structure. </div>
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<i><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">January 2013</b></i> - After 8 short runs in Newton shoes, I got a foot pain while running on the treadmill in my 5th metatarsal (exactly where the lugs on the soles of the shoes stick out and put added stress on the foot). I was told it was only peroneal tendonitis. </div>
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<i><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Jan-April 2013</b></i> - Lots of cycling, was getting strong. Foot hurt badly walking around. Stopped running completely. Went to the QT2 pro camp in February (swim & bike sessions only). Motivated. Confident my 'tendonitis' would soon heal.</div>
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<i><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">May 2013</b></i> -
MRI showed a fully displaced avulsion fracture of the 5th metatarsal.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> I was shocked. </span>Prayed for 1
month that it would heal. No healing, so surgery was needed. My sales job recently ended and it was a great time to go to real estate school.
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<i><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">June 7, 2013</b></i> - My daughter Riley was born. </div>
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<i><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">June 16, 2013</b></i>
- Foot surgery. Dr. said I could run in 3-4 months (it took about 10 months)</div>
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6 weeks in cast while getting around on a knee scooter. Tripped on crutches 2 weeks
after surgery while attempting to carry my newborn daughter in car seat; thought I’d have to re-do surgery. Depressed. More x-rays to see if sutures
pulled out during my fall.</div>
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<i><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">June 2013</b></i> - Started new job as a Realtor.</div>
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<i><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">July 2013</b></i>- Tried
swimming with a foot cast cover…not too successful.</div>
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<i><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">September </b><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">2013</b></i>- First bike ride.</div>
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<i><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">December 2013</b></i>- First run attempt. Foot hurt badly. Forced to keep waiting.</div>
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<i><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">April 2014</b></i> -
First run with no foot pain from the surgery! Finally</div>
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<i><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">mid April, 2014</b></i>
- Bad calf pain on a run. Torn soleus muscle in calf. No running for several more months.</div>
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<i><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">April 30 - May 10,
2014</b></i> - Bacteria sickness for 10 days. On antibiotics. Very sick.</div>
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<i><b>July 27, 2014</b></i>: Raced the Evergreen Sprint Triathlon; got 3rd. First race in a few years. Bad foot pain the following week caused by the race. Thought I fractured my foot again. Depressed.</div>
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<i><b>August 10, 2014: </b></i>Got another MRI, was sure I had a fractured metatarsal. Thought I'd never race again. MRI came back with lots of swelling, but NO fracture. I was overjoyed. Another few weeks off running.</div>
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<b><i>September 28, 2014</i>:</b> Completed Ironman Chattanooga (9:43). Cramping starting in the swim, lasting all day. Very frustrated crossing the finish line.</div>
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8 weeks out from Ironman Chattanooga I signed up for my first race in a few years, a local sprint triathlon in Evergreen. I was in pretty poor fitness on the run, but it was fun to get out there and race again. I came off the bike in 2nd, and did what I could on the run to finish 3rd. The run had a lot of up and downs, some on trail and some road. I decided to wear my racing flats, which was a foolish decision after all my foot issues, and a low-key fun local race for training purposes. I woke up the next day with some foot pain from the slapping of the feet on the steep downhills, but didn't think much of it. Fast forward a week later, and I couldn't put much pressure on my feet. I woke up with throbbing pain in bed. It was the same pain I felt with my fracture prior to surgery. I was devastated. I knew there was a good chance it was all over... again. I remember going to the pool for a swim that week. I couldn't make myself get in the pool; instead I sat on the bleachers and began balling like a baby. Two years of training every day with the goal to race again, and I thought it would never happen. I'm not sure if I was just frustrated never to race again, or the fact I thought I'd just wasted 15-20 hours a week training for the past 2 years; time that should have been spent with my family. </div>
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An MRI a few days later showed bad bruising and edema, but no fracture. Naturally, the next day I told myself I'd be an Ironman champion someday :). The roller coaster of emotions was a bit crazy; my wife thought I was going insane. Depressed one day saying I'll never run again, and the next day I walk in the door telling her I can be a champion. She kept me in check.</div>
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The saga continued up until Ironman Chattanooga. Coach Spinney called me about 6 weeks out from the race saying he thought I needed to cancel plans to race it. I just wasn't ready. I had very little run volume, and I was working 50-60 hour work weeks for the past 4 of months on top of training. We both knew I wasn't ready, since these setbacks didn't allow the proper running, but I explained to him I had to do the race. I couldn't cancel another race. I had cancelled way too many races the past few years. I thought I could be about 80% on race day if I nailed every workout for the next 6 weeks. I was longing for feeling of accomplishment and eager from 2 years of fighting to get back to the starting line. I had sacrificed much; my time with my family was slim due to work & training all year, and I needed to do it for them as well.</div>
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<i><u>The race:</u></i></div>
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I don't think I'll ever feel satisfied with race results until I race up to my potential, but I may be starting to realize that results aren't everything. I raced in the professional division again as I had through the end of 2014 on my pro license, and it was the only way I got into the race as it was sold out. It was strange coming back after 2 years toeing the line with a handful of fit guys, guys who wake up daily simply able to train and recover all day long, without much else going on and without responsibilities of full-time work and family. My lifestyle was pretty much the opposite. Working all day, and training into the nights. I was in shape for about a 9:15; truthfully no faster than that as my run volume was extremely low due to the pattern of injuries and inability to run any real volume for several years. I was in no fitness to compete in the front, or even middle, of the pro field, but knew I could get by without too much embarrassment if things went ok. I knew it would be a rough day, but was confident my swim and bike could carry me most of the way. The swim started out like many races of the past 5 years, with extreme muscle cramping. I hopped in the river to warm up, and instantly was met with severe cramping in the bottom of my right foot. I had about 2 minutes until the start, and there I was holding onto a boat with one arm, and digging into my calf and arch with the other hand in hope to get my muscles to release. I have no idea where the arch cramping came from, as I never cramp on the bottoms of my feet. I got the foot to release about 30 seconds before the gun went off. The race started, and I swam steadily in the 2nd pack, feeling great and swimming conservatively. About 10 minutes into the swim, the demons came back and I was hit with bad muscle cramping - first in the groins, then the hamstrings. Long story short, I found myself frozen in the river, frolicking, completely stopped, and digging my fingers into my legs hoping for some relief. Pack after pack caught me, and eventually I was near the back of the pro field, swimming alongside guys I'm usually minutes ahead. Intervals of swimming, cramping, and attempting to loosen the legs up with breastroke sums up the swim leg. I swam breastroke for at least a few minutes, and was stood still with locked up legs for another few minutes. All in all, I lost a good 4 minutes in the swim, and crawled out of the river hobbling with cramping legs as I ran into transition. I thought my day may be done. I saw coach Spinney and coach Kropelnicki as I exited the swim; they could tell I was hobbling and cramping badly. Luckily the muscles had released enough for me to hobble out of the water; in the past I've had it so badly I am not able to move - like what happened in the water. </div>
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Onto the bike, I tried to regain focus and hold my 250-255 watt planned average. I was getting passed at that wattage, but knew I needed to stick to my plan. The bike course was very rolling, so it's easy to spike your power and heart rate if not careful, which will come back to hurt you at the end of the day. At mile 80, my legs were cooked. The cramping in the swim had completely trashed my legs, and I was completely done. This bike course was 116 miles, 4 miles longer than the normal 112, which left me soft pedaling home for the final 36 miles. My wattage had dropped to around 200-205 watts, which is my recovery effort. It was simply a matter of trying to make it back to the transition area; truthfully I didn't know if I could. I told myself this was my last triathlon. Too many struggles, too much trying without succeeding, and too many frustrations. Enough was enough. I had tried, but my body just wasn't working for this sport. I was mentally out of the game, as the frustrations had taken over.</div>
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I made it back to transition, saw my family cheering for me, screaming at me how great of a race I was having. If they only knew what really was going on...those were my thoughts. I owed it to them, and to my coach, to try to get to that finish line. The only issue was the 26.2 mile run ahead of me. I ate my banana out of T2 and entered the run course. My first mile was about 7:10 pace. I had vowed not to run anything faster than 7:20s the first few miles due to my low run training volume; but my 7:10 miles felt more like 8:30 miles. They were easy, very easy! That said, I knew I had no adequate run volume in my legs due to the past 6 months, and it was a matter of relaxing, holding on, and having my foot pains stay away. At about mile 9 the demons came back. My hamstrings seized up, and I was forced to a shuffle. This was the story for the next 17 miles. Jog, cramp, take salt, shuffle, walk, jog, cramp, take salt, etc. That was the pattern. Eventually the top 3 pro women ended up passing me, which was humbling. I remember Jennie Hansen, a friend who I housed with at the QT2 camp the previous year and who took 3rd on the day in the women's pro race, passing me on the bridge, a mile or two from the finish. She said "it's so awesome that you're back out here doing this" as she passed me. I appreciated the kind words, thought back about the journey it's been, then quickly snapped back into the reality of not wanting another female to pass me... but she was gone in a flash :). The race was probably the hardest physical thing I've done, simply because of having to force my legs to move for hours when they couldn't. It was much more painful than Ironman Canada, even though I was fitter, the cramping had destroyed my legs from the start of the race. Once your muscles go through that stress of seizing up, they never are the same again. With 800 meters to go, I just wanted to get to the line. Rounding the final turn, groups of spectators were cheering me on. I made one final push to get to the line, but both hamstrings seized up again, and I was stuck on the side of the road, completely stopped. My legs wouldn't move. Cramps were in full force. I was half a mile from the finish line, but I couldn't move my legs. I yelled a few words I probably shouldn't have, got shuffling, and somehow made it down the finishers chute. In my first Ironman in 2012, I crossed the line with no emotion. I didn't feel accomplished, since I hadn't put in the training, nor had a successful finish (10:01). I was content with that situation though. My goal then was just to finish, and I had no expectations. This time I had extreme emotion. No joy or sense of accomplishment still, but this time I was filled with pure frustration. I knew the cramping had ruined my day again - a feeling I've had so many times before. Coach John came to me at the finish line, and all I could say were a few too many expletives (which isn't like me) and how my body doesn't allow me to do the sport. I finished in 9:43. I remember yelling "I'm not even tired" and "my body doesn't work for this sport!". I feel badly how I handled things, but was overwhelmed in frustration. I understand many people would love to finish in 9:43, but I know what my body is capable of when it works properly. It's extremely frustrating to be limited so much by something that feels so out of my control - especially after years of trying to figure out the cramping issues. </div>
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The month leading up to the race, I did everything I could to prevent the cramping. I took epsom salt baths nightly all week leading up to the race. I did massage, took salt tablets the morning of the race, used the foam roller, ate a good diet, many vitamins, pills, etc. I have been haunted by muscle cramping in most of the triathlons I've ever raced, so had a plan to hopefully avoid it.</div>
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The week after the race, I did the same thing I had done after a terrible cramping experience in the Chicago Triathlon of 2011. I got bunch of blood drawn, and did many tests to try to find deficiencies. Everything came back normal, other than low Vitamin D and some odd results relation to the liver - but I'm told that is most likely caused by just putting my body through an Ironman. Really, I was hoping to find an answer, and I don't think low Vitamin D is necessarily the cause. My coach and I had thought perhaps my cortisol levels were off, and my adrenals may have been cooked, but that wasn't the case. Historically, I've cramped worse when I've been very stressed and sleep deprived. There are no simple answers to my muscle cramping. I have it worse than anyone else I've ever known, and have tried for years to figure it out. I have not been able to find a solution yet, and that's just the way it is. </div>
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Now, how can I spin this blog post to have a cheery, happy ending? I'm not sure. The blog is a chance to be open, honest, and pure. I am an athlete who won't quit, and one who won't be satisfied until I succeed, and that's the type of person I am. I don't do anything with a half effort, and with plans to 'just finish'. I have no desire to walk around in Ironman finishers clothing so I can smile and feel proud of my myself, and tell everyone what I accomplished. It's not about that. I do this sport to reach my potential and use a gift I have, and because I absolutely love competing in sports. </div>
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Triathlon is not my top priority in life anymore - rather my family is and my job, but that doesn't mean I'm happy with mediocrity nor to I have goals to race faster than ever. I have worked hard in building my business as a Realtor in my first year and a half, and have been successful in it so far. (Side plug: If you're interested in keeping up to date with my real estate happenings, please visit <a href="https://www.facebook.com/RyanBorgerRealEstate">https://www.facebook.com/RyanBorgerRealEstate</a> ) .I understand that's what happens with hard work and the right approach; but often times we can put in the hard work and not see the results, and that's just the way it is. That is the frustrating part about my triathlon pursuits. That said, it doesn't change my approach. I continue to believe in hard work, every day. There's really not any other option, other than quitting. I understand that nothing is worth doing unless you are happy doing it. I am happy doing triathlon, most times. I'll admit I'm not happy all the time, due to the struggles I've had with it, but I know the joy will be that much greater when results are achieved. Things don't always go the way we want them to, but I think perseverance is important. I'd rather try and try again til I can't try any more, than simply throw in the towel. That's the approach I take. </div>
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I understand without figuring out the cramping issues, I'll never be the athlete I want to be, so that is my primary focus. It's what's been holding me back since the first triathlon I did in 2009, where I hobbled across the line with leg muscles locking up. I will keep experimenting during races in hopes to find a solution. I've got a goal of winning the overall amateur race next year at Ironman Coeur D'Alene, and to finish under 9 hours, so hopefully I will have an epiphany before then. If I never figure out the cramping problems, I know my years as a triathlete were successful in other ways than results, mostly in the athletes I coached and the ability to impact others, and the relationships developed through countless hours of training with others. I also know that my cramping in racing is not a real life problem; it's a little annoyance in a pursuit of mine, but far from a real life problem. I don't have any real life problems. My family is healthy, I am blessed with a job, and I've faced no major tragedies. Triathlon cramping is not a life problem. It is a very small frustration that is minimal in the grand scheme of things, and I need to remember that and keep things in perspective - a task sometimes more difficult to do than it should be. I also continually have to remind myself, especially in a self-centered sport like triathlon, that my life is not my own and for my own purposes, and that I need to continually seek out ways to use triathlon to serve others. A selfish life is a shallow life, but a life lived to better the lives of others is the life worth living, and a live with much more meaning. These are lessons I need to remind myself of daily. Thanks for reading. Onwards and upwards...</div>
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<br />Ryan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-26640689746668376162013-07-11T21:21:00.001-07:002013-07-21T08:29:03.433-07:00Baby Bjorna Borger, Foot Surgery, & Real Estate<br />
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I decided to clear my head a bit and take a short break from real estate thinking and diaper wiping and give an update...mostly because I know everyone is eagerly awaiting hundreds of baby pictures - the ones your friends post on Facebook by the hundreds, because a handful isn't enough since their baby is just too darn cute! You tell yourself you won't be <i>that </i>dad, but once your baby arrives all that goes out the window when you realize he or she is far cuter than any other. The truth is, not only is my baby better, but she's also perfect. She doesn't cry, she's well mannered, and she doesn't even poop. She's an angel. So, expect pictures. Lots!<br />
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in connection with Keller Williams as a KW agent. Ultimately, you are selling yourself, not a company name, but it's important to create your brand and image, and develop goals and have accountability. Why Podium Properties? Well, the podium (in athletics and elsewhere) represents top level performance - a step above the rest, and the results of total commitment to the cause. I liked what it represented and the tie into my goal as a realtor; those who know me know I'm an all in type of person. It's hard for me to go 1/2 way into something. I like how Podium Properties flows and what it represents. I've started working with clients for my first handful of listings, which has been fun. I also have my hand in managing 4 full home remodel jobs getting properties ready to bring on the market. I get giddy managing the whole process, being able to pick out the design of the entire house, and seeing properties completely transformed. It's been quite the scene at Home Depot lately - a guy with a pink cast riding around on a knee scooter (explained below), attempting to push carts full of tile and paint, while my wife Amy is lugging a car seat and diaper bag in one arm with boxes of light fixtures in the other arm. She is a trooper! Things have been a bit crazy around here. <br />
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Back to the important stuff! Riley Grace (aka Bjorna Borger) joined Amy and me on June 7th after a long 24 hours of labor. I joked for the past year about naming my first child Bjorn Borger, since I needed to make sure they turned out to be a super-athlete (think tennis star Bjorn Borg...er). There was an ongoing joke for months that Bjorn was the name of choice, though when we found out it was a girl, the change to Bjorna had to be made. When Bjorna arrived and when we were asked to fill out a birth certificate, we made a last minute switch to Riley, as we felt selecting the name Bjorna, a Swedish name, could be misleading and wouldn't truly represent my Dutch roots. We (when I say we, I mean "I" am, and since Amy married me, that means "we") are Dutch, not Swedes. Anyways.. Riley may not be Dutch, but it's less Swedish, so we went with it. That's the real reason ;) .<br />
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Labor is amazing. Yes, it's kinda gross, bloody, scary, stressful, painful, and exhausting, but it's truly amazing. I don't know how anyone who witness a labor isn't convinced there's a God. The whole process is a miracle, from conception to the fact the body grows an organ (placenta) which provides everything the baby needs for 9 months and then discards it when it's no longer needed, to the milk that comes a few days after birth. Food that keeps the baby alive and well is magically produced after a baby is born, yet never any other time in a women's life. That, to me, is mind blowing. If the entire process, from 9 months ago to after birth wasn't designed, that's extremely hard for me to believe.<br />
Being a dad has been great. Riley is a very chill baby, not much crying, just a lot of squeaking and plenty of grunting. It's still kinda surreal, and crazy to think we created this little thing that started the size of a bean.<br />
I threw a wrench into things a bit by having my foot surgery a week after Riley was born, but it needed to get done as I had waited months, was very antsy to get it over with and on the road to recovery and being a triathlete again. Also, I needed to be able to drive by the time Amy went back to work in early August. (I explained my foot injury cause by a new running shoe in my last post <a href="http://ryanborger.blogspot.com/2013/05/life-is-roller-coaster.html" target="_blank">HERE</a>). I had put my triathlon season on hold for months already, and the motivation to be ready for 2014 is extremely high. Honestly it was a bigger procedure and recovery than I expected, and it's affected me a lot more than anticipated - both mentally and physically.<br />
I have a bit of a different perspective now, 3 weeks after surgery, than I did the week after. It was pretty rough at first. <br />
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When you end up spending 6-8 hours a day on the couch, which is what I did for the first week, not able to get around, make a meal, go to the restroom as normal, take a shower, and really do much of anything, it's hard not to let it affect your spirits. It wasn't until I was immobilized that I realized how active of a person I am - not just as an athlete, but as a person who simply can't sit still. I need to be doing something productive - mowing the yard, cleaning the gutters, vacuuming the house, organizing something, working on projects and the remodel jobs I'm managing. I understand the power and importance of positive thinking, but I won't lie, it was surely a struggle that first week. What really brought me to a low place was an accident that happened a week after surgery. I fell while on crutches when leaving the hospital after visiting my sister, who also had her newborn Katelyn two weeks after Riley. I caught either my shoe or the tip of my crutch on an edge of the sidewalk and went sprawling face forward. The worst part was that this happened while I was (foolishly) lifting my baby's car seat to try to help out and move her closer to the car. Amy had pulled up the car close to the hospital entrance, and was on her way to get the car seat from me. I attempted to lift the car seat, hop on one foot, and was going to hand her to my wife. Still stumped on why I'd attempt something so foolish, since it would save about 2 seconds of time, but I think naturally I was having a hard time feeling unable to help out much. It was hard seeing Amy do so much after having Riley, and something deep down was feeling the need to prove I can take care of myself as well as Riley. I also got extremely overconfident in my 1-footed hopping skills, which was also a poor decision since 1-legged hopping isn't a real sport. I viewed it as a means to get around a bit, and heck, if I was going to hop, I was going to be dang good at it. Clearly I wasn't thinking straight...maybe I can blame it on the meds I was on. When I tripped the car seat tumbled and I hit the deck face first. The car seat rolled onto it's side. Thank the Lord Riley was strapped in. The seat hit the pavement as I landed partly on it, it rolled sideways, and Riley began to cry. I can't explain the horror I felt being mid air and watching this unfold. All I cared about was Riley; thankfully she was totally fine. I felt shooting pains in my surgically repaired foot as I landed partially on it.<br />
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At the moment, I thought I was in serious trouble. I thought I had ripped out my sutures, and that my surgery may have to be redone. I rode home in the back seat of the car in shock. I was red in the face, tears coming from my eyes, completely drained from the past two weeks and so angry at myself for what I had done in putting Riley in that situation, not to mention what I had thought I'd done to my foot. It shook me up for about a week and brought me to a low place. I felt extreme guilt among many other emotions. I didn't know if I'd be able to run normally again. I kept thinking what would happen if my foot didn't heal correctly due to what I'd done. <br />
I saw the Dr. the next morning after the fall, and he thought likely things were okay, but would have a better idea in a few weeks. I got another x-ray, but the he had used an absorbable screw to attach the sutures, so the x-ray was not helpful in determining if the suture anchor was in place. <br />
I recently went back a week ago and got a hard cast put on, which I have for 4 weeks total. I decided to choose pink because...well, why not? Baby girl...pink cast...I figured it was fitting. Plus, it adds a little spunk to life; you only live once, right? It was my first ever broken bone and cast, so I figured I'd go pink or go home. The Dr. thought the healing looked ok, which was good news. He did have to detach my peroneus brevis tendon to excise the bone fragment during the surgery, so the healing process will likely be a bit longer than I first anticipated, and I don't think the hard cast was originally in the plan before the surgery. <br />
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Amy has been amazing in driving me to the office every morning, and picking me up later in the day. Everything takes about 50 times as long on crutches, though I got hooked up with a set of new wheels in the form of a rented knee scooter. It even has a basket on the front! Sounds silly, but honestly this thing has lifted my spirits so much. It's changed my life from life on crutches, really. I can get around a bit now. I made it to the gym the other day for a light upper body weights session, have been able to cruise around Home Depot, the grocery store, the mall, and everywhere in between. I've gotten used to it, and don't even notice the funny looks any more. <br />
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I am expecting 3 more months until I will be able to run, yet can swim and ride the bike sooner. It will be a journey, just like last year was as I struggled with barriers getting in the way of racing, and only racing twice, but it will make the comeback that much sweeter. I was thinking back, and I will probably have less than 20 runs under my belt in the past year and a half. I don't expect the comeback to be easy, but nothing good comes easy. I'm determined to race at the pro level again, and at a higher level than I have yet.<br />
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I constantly remind myself it's important to keep things in perspective, and Riley has helped with that. She reminds me every day that life is great, and that things like injuries are just small speed bumps along the way - nothing that should depress us nor things we should dwell on when life around us is so good, and there are more important things in life than sport. The important thing is that Riley is healthy, and my wife's labor went smoothly, and we were blessed with a beautiful baby girl, which has changed my life. It's also made me realize how grateful I need to be when I'm back training that I have the ability to train. I've vowed never to complain about another workout (let's see if I can hold myself to that!). The ability to do what we do daily is something we often take for granted.<br />
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Thanks for reading. I can't wait to get back in action, and I can't wait to teach my little girl how to play sports and how to become a world champion in something ;).<br />
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I know you're dying to see more pictures, so here you go:<br />
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Ryan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-47688696468863473472013-05-13T23:36:00.001-07:002013-05-17T17:19:03.401-07:00Broken Bones & Baby Borger (coming soon!)<br />
Hello world! If I have any blog followers left out there, thanks for sticking around. It's been 8 months since I've checked in last, and life has been crazy. I left off last in September with <a href="http://ryanborger.blogspot.com/2012/09/ironman-canada-race-report.html" target="_blank">a blog post about Ironman Canada</a>, and I explained how I had previously been searching for balance in life and for the love of the triathlon lifestyle I once had. I told you that I was beginning to get the fire back inside to get back after it. After Ironman Canada I was extremely busy working for the roofing company through late-October before things slowed down, and I honestly didn't have the time to train. I had plans of starting real training again, but I found these plans getting pushed back week after week - just too much going on in my life. I was also working home remodel management jobs on the side, in addition to the roofing company and coaching athletes. <br />
Things changed one day on a job in December. I had an incident happen. I won't go into details but that day shook me up like no other. I was scared, and I lost sleep for a few weeks, but eventually calmed down and came away totally rethinking how I was spending my life. I came away shaken in realizing that life isn't guaranteed, each day is a gift. I am a person who tries to control everything, and sometimes things are simply out of our control. It's hard to accept sometimes, but it's part of life and we need to learn to deal with that. Events like the one I had make you realize that life is short, and tomorrow isn't
guaranteed. It kicks you in the rear and yells at you to "live a meaningful life!" Do things that matter! Live for something greater than yourself! Don't waste it. It's been a recurring theme in my mind lately. Really, we aren't guaranteed another day, but we spend our efforts living for things that don't last. Three nights ago I was reminded of this again. I was driving home around 9pm and pulled up on a horrific scene - I drove by a man laying in the road after just being hit by a car. His life was over, and the police were directing traffic around the scene. No one was rushing to his aid as it was already over, and no one had come yet to cover up his body. Just like that, in an instant, life can end. It was a horrible sight. Again it reminded me that life is a gift. At the end of the day you realize that life is a blessing. You realize that time spent on useless things isn't time well spent. You realize what kind of car you drive doesn't matter, and no one cares about your clothes or the things you have, or your image you worked so hard on trying to preserve... it all doesn't really matter. You can live daily with the goal being to attain wealth, things, status, etc., and in the end it really doesn't matter. Life is short and time is valuable. <br />
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Late last year, life was feeling a bit shallow again, and I knew I was searching for something more. I felt like I was waking up daily simply for a paycheck. I missed deep conversation and more interaction with those I had meaningful relationships with. The god I was serving was one of work and money, and it felt at the time like that as about it. I also felt physically awful. I hadn't done much in months in terms of training, and my body was beginning to feel it. <br />
I had stopped triathlon training due to being consumed with work. It was especially easy to justify my lifestyle at the time as I had thoughts of my responsibilities in becoming a father and providing for my family...Yes, the big news! (which isn't new news anymore, but some of you may not have heard yet). Soon after Ironman Canada we found out my wife Amy was pregnant, and we are expecting a little girl any day now, with a due date of June 8. Whoa! I can't wait though, it will be great! <br />
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In early January, after the on the job incident, I once again realized I was about the throw away all my hard work in triathlon if I didn't give it another go. I felt I'd be hit with regret if I did. Plus, I was excited about it again... which is what I had been waiting for. The fire began to come back, and I decided to give it a go again, but I approached things differently this time, taking my lessons learned in the past with me. I didn't tell many people, as I really didn't have a need to, but I signed up with a new coach, John Spinney of <a href="http://www.qt2systems.com/" target="_blank">QT2 Systems</a> after being invited to the QT2 Pro <a href="http://www.qt2systems.com/pro-elite-triathlon-training-camp/" target="_blank">triathlon camp in Florida</a> in February put on by renown coach <a href="http://www.kropelnicki.com/" target="_blank">Jesse Kropelnicki</a>. I thought John would be a good fit, which he has been, and I loved the team aspect of QT2 and have becoming a believer in the coaching philosophy. Part of my decision to join the QT2 group was the team feel of being a coached athlete of QT2. You get to know the others well, and end up having a natural support system. You also want to see the other athletes succeed. <br />
In my mind, my new approach to triathlon was this: a balanced approach, one with the purpose of doing the sport completely for myself (and my family), while keeping perspective on everything else in life. There was no more racing to impress others, or to achieve an image of this amazing 'pro' triathlete for self glorification, or bragging rights, or anything like that. This meant no need for triathlon talk on Facebook, Twitter, blogs, etc - at least for a while. No trying to impress people online with workouts and accomplishments. No more wasting time thinking or caring about what anyone thought about what I was doing with triathlon or why I was doing it. This was about going back to the roots, about racing for fun again, and because I'm competitive by nature - racing because I love competition and too see how far I can take my talents. <br />
As I mentioned, in February I went to the last 8 days of a 17 day QT2 pro camp in Clermont, FL. Coach <a href="http://www.kropelnicki.com/" target="_blank">Jesse</a> spoke to us one day about racing with external pressures, and how so many pros (new pros especially) completely drown themselves in self-inflicted pressures. They create them in many ways, like talking themselves up in person and online, boasting about training, chasing 'sponsors' whom they then feel obligated to perform well under, hyping things up on Facebook, Twitter, blogs, etc, and telling everyone they know exactly what they did for training daily, and where they are heading next to race. I'm not saying I've never been guilty of this stuff, I have. Triathlon is already a self-centered sport, and it's easy to get caught up in the "it's all about me" hype. I went through that phase, and I get why athletes do it, but I also see the pressure it puts on us, and to be honest, it often hurts our race performances. When you fly under the radar, race for yourself only, and don't give a d%$* what people think about you or who you have to try to impress - well, that's when you can simply go race for the love of the sport, and you'll likely race faster. There's no pressure, and it becomes fun again. So, I knew I needed that approach, and so I took it, and it was refreshing. That's why there were no blog posts from me about the epic camp, nor Facebook updates about our training or anything like that. Also, I never told many people I was planning to race the New Orleans 70.3 in April. I wanted to show up without any of those pressures, and enjoy racing. Plus, not many people asked much about it. Jesse explained it like this: with these external pressures, often many athletes become MAF athletes - "Motivated by Avoiding Failure", instead of MAS athletes, as they once were - those who are "Motivated
to Achieve Success." Instead of racing to see how well you can do, you
find yourself racing to survive, and simply to avoid failure
and avoid letting others down. The goal becomes to "not fail" rather than "to win" - which inhibits our ability to let out full potential. We have forgotten the purpose of racing. Now, this whole 'avoid pressure' thing isn't about being soft or the inability to handle pressure. It's just smart. Obviously
some pressure will always be there, and one needs to handle it; there's
just no need for unnecessary distractions. <br />
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As I mentioned, I began training again at the beginning of January. I was ready to get back into it, and I now had the time again in my schedule for the first time in 7 months. Eventually I had to leave my job due to personal convictions and the way things were being done there, and lack of being paid when owed - and it was good to put my energy back into triathlon and plan what I wanted to pursue next. After last year's lingering heel spur issues and IT band syndrome, I decided to try a new running shoe starting back up this time around. I went a bit risky and tried Newton Running shoes. The shoes work for many, but they've also caused a slew of issues for others, and unfortunately I'm in the latter boat. After about 8 or 9 short, slow, easy runs in the shoes, I developed a pain on the outside of my right foot one run after 20 minutes into it. I ran again the next day, very easily, and the pain was still there - a bit worse this time. After 3 consecutive painful runs in the shoes, I ditched them and went back to my Brooks - my go to shoe for the past 10 years. That said, I couldn't rid the pain. Fast forward a few weeks, and I had stopped running completely. I almost cancelled plans to go to the QT2 pro camp in February- but I decided to go and get in the group swims and bike workouts, and a bit of running if possible. I had a free flight down there, and already had plans to stay with <a href="http://www.jessie-donavan.com/" target="_blank">Jessie Donovan</a> and two others in a house for the week. It was a tough call but I decided just to go. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Thanks to a new sponsor, Normatec, I was able to use<br />
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It was a great camp, quite intense from starting back into triathlon only a few weeks prior. I think my weekly swim volume went up from 10,000 yards to almost 38,000 the next...not ideal buildup but it is what it is, and I got through it ok. We did a huge bike volume week as well - the most mileage I'd ever done in a week; but my body held up fine. It was likely because I only did a few of the runs, and sat the rest out - which was humbling and difficult to do. I came back from the camp, and my coach John and I decided to hit the bike hard. QT2 believes in bike durability, which is key for long course racing - so a main focus the past few months was on the bike. The bike was really my weakness in the past, and I know to be a strong Ironman athlete, it's all about the bike. A few weeks ago, I was encouraged and was seeing the work on the bike pay off. I've still got a ways to go, but my power numbers during my 20 minute max test sets were up about 25-30 watts from a year ago. I was riding 5 to 6 hours every Saturday this winter, and around 8-9 hours many weekends, many rides with a good friend and athlete I coach, Tripp Hipple, who is racing Ironman Texas this weekend. I was excited, and amped up for my comeback season.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tripp and I spent way too many hours together sweating in my basement this winter. </td></tr>
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The next few months consisted of visiting different physical
therapists, getting ART, Graston technique, and dry needling done on my
foot, which was very painful (now I know why so painful!). I was being treated for a bad case of what I was told was most likely peroneal tendonitis. I began to
limp around a bit; even walking around the house was painful, especially
after cycling or being on my feet a while. The foot pain lingered, week
after week, month after month, and unfortunately wouldn't go away, though some days it was better than others. Foolishly, I didn't get an x-ray early on.
Honestly I didn't really even think of it, as I was so certain it wasn't
a bone issue. I'd never broken a bone before, and never had a stress
fracture, even while running 80 mile weeks in college, and all the
running injury experts and physical therapists I saw were telling me it was a bad tendonitis
flared up from the rubber lugs on the sole of the Newton shoes. I was told
it wasn't a fracture, since fractures aren't often near the point of
pain (which is incorrect). Certainly I never had guessed the shoes
would
cause a major issue like this after just 2 weeks in them, but I was wrong. Though few, others have had issues from running in Newtons also. I assumed what was bad tendonitis in my foot would
settle down soon and race season would be a complete success.
Unfortunately, this won't be the case. I
eventually had the chance (with the help of my amazing sister) to get in for a
free MRI, so I jumped on it. I had the MRI the day before I
worked a day for my friend <a href="http://www.trijones.com/" target="_blank">Jordan Jones</a> and his wife Amy who own <a href="http://powder7.com/">Powder7.com</a>, an online ski shop in Golden. We were up in Vail loading 400 pairs of skis in trucks to haul them back to Denver, when my sister called with the report. She said a radiologist had read the MRI and it showed an avulsion fracture of the 5th metatarsal.<br />
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I was completely shocked. Unfortunately, it was (and still is) a displaced fracture, and a non-union at this point since it's been around for so long, meaning the break is slightly out of place and that my bone has separated from the bone it was once attached to. Originally I thought it was just a stress fracture, but as I researched more and talked to doctors, I realized it was worse. I got a load bearing x-ray a few days later, which confirmed the fracture. The next week I talked to a number of orthopedic surgeons. Looking back, it all makes sense that it's a fracture, but I'm still stumped on why my foot bone was weak enough to develop a stress fracture (if it started as one, or a regular avulsion fracture) from 8 or 9 runs in the shoes. I was walking around with pain for months, and never really stayed completely off my foot to give it time for a bone fracture to heal. <br />
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Since I've waited several months and continued to walk and ride on it, not knowing it was fractured, I likely caused more damage; I'm told it is probably past the window of healing now since the fracture happened so long ago and there was no sign of healing in my x-ray (though there still is a small chance it could heal without surgery). I had cancelled my trip to Ironman 70.3 New Orleans in April, as well as a few other races I had planned.<br />
So here I sit, realizing my 'comeback' triathlon season likely may not exist this year; I'm a bit crushed honestly. It's tough to swallow after what happened last year, where I only raced twice, and after many hours training to get back to the point I was at this year. That said, I'll keep putting one foot in front of the other. I will have my comeback, it will just be postponed. I'm not done yet and I am determined to get back to a high level of racing as soon as possible. <br />
Right now I am stalling for a month before rushing into surgery, and praying the foot will heal without it, though chances are not good. I've stopped all cycling as well as running, in order to give the foot the best chance possible to heal, but thankfully have still been able to swim to keep my sanity. If I rushed the surgery now, I'd likely be out for the season; and if I waited to get surgery in a month or two...well, I'd still probably be out for the season. That said, it makes most sense to go all in with one last chance of trying to get this thing heal by staying off the foot. I'm heading back for more x-rays in a few weeks, and will make a decision then about surgery. They would most likely remove the piece of broken bone completely rather than pinning/screwing it; the difficulty is dealing with and reattaching tendons that are likely connected to the piece of broken bone. Obviously you can see why I'm hesitant to rush into surgery - that, and my high deductible catastrophic insurance plan.<br />
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I'm also starting a new career in real estate, which is exciting. I've completed real estate school the past few months, and I'll be taking the real estate exam at the end of May. I've loved working with, in, and on homes the past few years, and have always had a passion for the real estate business and serving people. Real estate is something I have thought about doing for a while now, as I've been involved in about 5 fix and flip jobs or home remodels the
past few years in addition to my sales and coaching jobs. My accounting background also fits in well. It will be work, tons of work, but I'm excited to take on the challenge and have a chance to work for myself, do things the right way, and help people fill a need they have. I love homes and I love working with people.<br />
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I'd be lying if I said I haven't felt the anxiousness of becoming a father, and the thought of hefty medical bills from surgery is never pleasant of course at a time like this - with a baby on the way, the start of a new career, still being owed money from my previous employer, but it is what is is and everything will work out well in the end. I've been blessed to be in a position to choose what to pursue next. Being a dad will be one of the best things that's happened to me. I'm sure it will help put everything in perspective. I can't wait for the day, it's coming soon! <br />
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Lots of pink in our house from lots of baby showers!!</td></tr>
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<br />Ryan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-47279332634331167132012-09-18T21:04:00.002-07:002013-04-10T09:18:20.637-07:00The Ironman Canada ExperienceI've finally found time to write an Ironman Canada race report. It was a trip I'll never forget. The past 3 weeks since the race have been some of the busiest weeks of my life; 60+ hour work weeks in addition to coaching, but all is good and life is full of blessings. I am still looking for a bit more balance in my life, but am learning a lot about myself, as well as (trying to, at least) learn to force myself to take a break at times, which is difficult for me. In my last post, which was more like a full book in length (found <a href="http://ryanborger.blogspot.com/2012/08/honest-reflections-of-my-journey-as.html" target="_blank">HERE</a>), I explained the struggles I've gone through this year - mentally, physically, and emotionally, and my search for a balanced life involving triathlon. I also shared how I contemplated leaving the sport altogether. I was amazed and encouraged by what came from that blog post- various emails, messages, and calls from runners and triathletes who shared similar experiences and struggles. I'm glad the blog post sparked beneficial discussions and enabled me to relate to others and talk through our experiences. <br />
In that post, I also explained how I felt the need to go and race Ironman Canada; it was something I felt I needed to do. I've come back from Ironman Canada refreshed (as odd as that may sound) and am excited to get back at it with a new perspective. <br />
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As I mentioned in my previous post, I have been injured most of the summer. I entered Ironman Canada with about 8 runs under my belt in the past 2 1/2 months leading up to the race due to a lingering heel spur that I couldn't get to calm down, a calf tear in my right leg, and tendonitis in my left knee which flared up again due to changing running shoes around in efforts to rid the pain of the heel spur. I ran a 12.5 mile run 6 days prior to the race, in which I made it 7 miles until having to walk off and on the remaining miles due to my knee. I didn't run after that until race day, as I knew I needed to stay off the running legs to get all the inflammation down before the race. After that run, I looked into getting a cortisone shot, and was convinced out of it by a doctor who explained that he has seen the injection actually flare up the pain in the part of the knee in consideration in other runners who have had the injection, rather than help it. I opted for a prescription anti-inflammatory /pain killer (after making sure it was not on the banned substances list, of course), which I took every 12 hours for 5 days leading up to the race...and thankfully it worked... very, very well. <br />
Other than the 12.5 mile run, I had run a few 8 mile runs and a few 5 miles runs. Unfortunately, that was all I was able to do in the months leading up to the race. Obviously, I knew 100% that the run leg would be rough, and at some time I would blow up, it was just a matter of when. I had never run over 18.5 miles before, and that run was three years ago, and only a couple of runs longer than 13 miles earlier in the winter, and zero brick workouts since April. Obviously, prep was far from ideal, though I knew I could get through it as long as my heel or knee didn't flare up too badly. After all, Ironman is a battle of keeping nutrition right, and of the mind anyways...who needs training ;).<br />
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We had a big crew up in Penticton, BC which included my wife Amy, my sister Kristyn and her two kids, my parents, as well as my mother-in-law and father-in-law, Tom. Tom also raced, which was really the big reason I was there, since I committed to racing it with him months ago. If Tom hadn't raced it, none of this would have happened. I was less nervous for this race than any other race I'd done in the past few years, which was a nice change. Most of this was because my goal was simply to finish the race. I had no pressure, and just wanted to have a good time and enjoy the experience. I had to humble myself a bit, knowing I had to race in the pro division, and knowing I wouldn't be at the front of the race. <br />
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<b><u>The SWIM</u></b><br />
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There were about 18 pro men in the race. We started 15 minutes ahead of the 2500 other athletes, at 6:45am. My plan for the swim was to simply stay calm, swim easy and steadily, which I did, and save as much in the tank as I could. I knew it was going to be a long day. It was my longest consecutive swim to date, but it felt good and easy. I swam about 57 minutes, nothing to write home about at all, but came out of the water with the main large pro swim pack and feeling very fresh. I think the swim leader swam a 53 or 54 minute split, and Matt Russell, the race winner, swam a 1:02. It shows you that Ironman distance racing surely is a distance where weaker swimmers can still be successful in the sport. Matt is a prime example. Props to Matt as he learned to swim only about 2 years ago. The swim felt slow, very slow, and very easy, which was a bit of a surprise. I knew it was going to be a long day, so was fine with taking the swim easy and relaxed. My TYR Freak of Nature from the guys at <a href="http://www.kompetitiveedge.com/" target="_blank">Kompetitive Edge</a> was amazing. Honestly, that wetsuit is like nothing I've ever worn, mostly because of the amazing shoulder flexibility it offers.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The swim course is outlined in the orange buoys. 2.4 miles.</td></tr>
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I had never experienced the "change tent" in transition 1 before, which was kinda fun. Athletes run out of the water to the wetsuit strippers, where they sit down on the ground while the strippers rip off the suit. Athletes then grab their bike gear bags and run into the change tent where they can take a seat inside on folding chairs. While putting on the bike gear, volunteers stuff the wetsuits back into the gear bag for the athletes. The volunteers at this race were amazing, so helpful! I've never experienced volunteers like this before, so thank you to all the volunteers!<br />
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<u><b>The BIKE</b></u><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTePRPZ5oeyWBr690jqXU5HNytXWgEXmLnGQMQ7OhdGq9DUgVGAj5pJrpNc2aCdK29szFFYg5N27OyOvuXpck_U5Xqy2gA8w_AcJ8T_uMBNRfQ1bxTke6b7nDGIJz1Gu6nR1ecUdp8bE00/s1600/bikeee.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTePRPZ5oeyWBr690jqXU5HNytXWgEXmLnGQMQ7OhdGq9DUgVGAj5pJrpNc2aCdK29szFFYg5N27OyOvuXpck_U5Xqy2gA8w_AcJ8T_uMBNRfQ1bxTke6b7nDGIJz1Gu6nR1ecUdp8bE00/s400/bikeee.jpg" height="300" width="400" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrb8TKdagw83_k5DXFHHDUddA82PAVF62nx7MSVDghSY7MJn38PV9yP505LtFgnx8oDXxjgwuz0p9FhDcLDrLHTPDS1nXRF2zDNCp1JKmvJi4ERADbW4lASkyWMXpbBTM7mTGU1hHWSfOy/s1600/bike3+-+Copy.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrb8TKdagw83_k5DXFHHDUddA82PAVF62nx7MSVDghSY7MJn38PV9yP505LtFgnx8oDXxjgwuz0p9FhDcLDrLHTPDS1nXRF2zDNCp1JKmvJi4ERADbW4lASkyWMXpbBTM7mTGU1hHWSfOy/s640/bike3+-+Copy.jpg" height="401" width="640" /></a>The 112 mile bike was my 4th ever ride over 100 miles. Due to my insufficient training due to my work schedule and injuries, I knew I needed to play it conservative the first 60-70 miles. There are two mountain passes on the challenging bike course, with the first starting at about mile 60. Due to my new job, I was able to ride on average once (to up to twice) a week during July and August. I rode one 115 mile ride, two 80 mile rides, and a couple 60 milers. Obviously, training was far from ideal and far from a true proper Ironman plan. Due to this, my plan was to keep my average wattage below 235 the first half of the bike, and rely solely on my power meter, forgetting about what race position I was in or who was around me. I had averaged about 270 watts in a half ironman last year (Rev3 South Carolina), when I was more fit, so I calculated that anything much over a 230-235 watt average simply wouldn't be doable without totally blowing up at the end of the bike or on the run. About 15 miles into the race I was caught by a pack of 4 pros riding
together, including race champ Matt Russell, who is a stellar
bike-runner. I keyed off the group for about 10 minutes, trying to pace
with them slightly ahead of me, though saw my average wattage raise to
about 265-270 watts at that time, so knew I needed to be smart, back off, and let them go, which was difficult and humbling. I
rode nearly the entire first 80 miles of the bike course completely solo
with not many other riders in site, other than the women's race leader whom I
passed about half way through (until she took an accidental wrong turn
and short-cutted about 10 minutes off the course and ended up well in front of me again...she never did
complete the full 112 miles, but I won't rat her out ;). I averaged 240 watts for the first half, with a max 5 min average at 306 watts, which was while climbing up the first mountain pass. That said, the last 20 miles of the bike were pretty rough. I was ready to be off the bike. <br />
I nailed my nutrition perfectly on the bike according to my race plan (500-600 calories per hour), which consisted of Powerbar gels, Saltstick tablets, one Powerbar, 2 bottles of coke, 1 bottle of Generation UCAN, and a number of bottles of Powerbar Perform drink and water.<br />
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<u><b>The RUN</b></u><br />
I started the run forcing myself to run slower than I felt like I wanted to. My big fear on the run, as always is muscle cramping. My salt tablet plan on the bike had worked perfectly, and I knew I needed to keep taking in salt on the run. I know the Ironman is all about patience and pacing. My GPS was reading 7:08 pace the first few miles, though it felt much slower. My plan was to run about 7:20 pace for the first 1/2 marathon, and hang on for dear life the 2nd half. I've never really run anything slower than 7:15 pace in training, ever, even on my easiest recovery days, but knew it was necessary. I ran about 7:15 per mile pace for the first 9 miles or slow, and slowly saw the pace creep a bit slower into the 8 minute range around mile 11 or 12. As I new it would be, it was simply a matter of <i>when </i>, not <i>if</i>, the giant gorilla would jump on my back, also known as <i>hitting the wall</i>. At about mile 7, my knee pain flared up a bit, though it went away
less than half a mile later. I was shocked, and so thankful. I kept getting in the nutrition all throughout the run, taking advantage of most aid stations. Again, like the bike, I nailed my nutrition almost perfectly on the run. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Right at the
13 mile mark of the run. Proof that the gorilla jumping on my back wasn't just in my imagination.</td></tr>
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Around mile 13, the sufferfest really began. My quads were completely shot at that point, and my achilles tendons were both very flared up. I've never pushed through such shredded legs before as I did that last half marathon. Those were the two things that slowed me down - the quads and the achilles tendons. It was inevitable due to my lack of run training volume, that the body couldn't handle the stress any better. I simply kept one foot in front of the other, kept taking in my nutrition, pouring water on my head, and trudged to the line. I was running 10 minute miles the last 8 miles or so, at least, though it felt like I was running about 6:45 pace. Funny how that is ;) <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">At the run
turnaround after the special needs stop. Luckily I didn't need my pain
killers I had stashed in my special needs bag. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ouch. That was fun. Let's do it again!</td></tr>
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I crossed the line in a mad search for drinks, and for restrooms! Once I stopped jogging, my legs completely seized up. I was eventually helped to the massage tables, though had to make an urgent rush to the restrooms, which was the unfortunate trend for the next 2 hours - not fun when you literally can't walk, nor sit down. Again, thanks to the amazing volunteers and my wife for shuttling me around. I did end up on a massage table for about 20 minutes next to my good friend Matt Smith, who had an amazing race. It was nice to talk to Matt and see him excited about his race. Earlier this summer, I had shared a bit of my journey this year with Matt and his wife Molly, who always had great words of wisdom for me throughout the summer.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In deep thought at the finish...</td></tr>
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My father in law Tom finished in 13:22, an hour ahead of his goal, and was able to run nearly the entire marathon other than walking some aid stations. He is an incredible man in so many ways. Tom did Ironman Coeur D'Alene about 5 or 6 years ago, but had several knee surgeries since then, so we didn't really know how his knees would hold up. He said this Ironman likely would be his last run ever. He had an incredible race and miraculously, like myself, had almost no pain on the run from injuries. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tom and Laura after Tom's stellar finish.</td></tr>
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I'd be lying if I didn't say the race makes me want to do another one. After the race came the as expected thoughts of, "I wonder how I could do if I actually was fit and able to train right." Hopefully I will find out next year and race another.<br />
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Thank you all for the support! Here are a few more photos as well as a short video which Canada's Shaw TV aired of Tom & I two days prior to the race. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My father in law Tom & I after his finish.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Explaining to my wife Amy at the finish how I felt like I could do another one, right then! jk</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tom and I at the pre-race dinner</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The finish line. The most important part of this picture is my Kompetitive Edge teammate Kendra Lee getting interviewed. Yes, she posted the fastest female time of the day! And she whooped me. Congrats to Kendra on a spectacular race!! </td></tr>
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Ryan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-25610839095695937162012-08-21T19:42:00.001-07:002013-04-10T09:46:10.438-07:00Honest Reflections of My Journey as a Triathlete<div style="background-color: white;">
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<span style="font-size: small;"> Life is good. It’s
been a long time since I’ve written, and a lot has happened over the past 4-5
months. </span><span style="font-size: small;">I haven’t always had the energy to write, and certainly not the time to write with a new job as well as my coaching business and training, nor
did I always want to share my honest thoughts, as I didn’t always see them as uplifting,
encouraging, nor inspiring. I was struggling. Here I’ll
share a bit about my journey the past 6 months - how my triathlon world got
turned upside down, how I almost quit the sport for good, and how I am learning about the importance of a balanced life. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"> I want to share a journal entry I wrote early this
year back in April. <span style="font-size: small;">E</span>xcuse the rather scattered thoughts and grammatical errors; I never planned on p<span style="font-size: small;">ublishing it on<span style="font-size: small;">line</span></span>.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> It’s an honest reflection
of my life as a triathlete, my recent struggles to find joy and balance in
life, and more.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> Since I wrote this entry, things have come back around. I'm finding more balance and getting back into the swing of normal training (well, will be once I can get a few injuries healed). I’ll pick up more after
the April blog entry; here it is. It’s a <i>long </i>one, so get ready to read a lo<span style="font-size: small;">t!</span> </span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">(Written in early April, 2012)<span style="mso-tab-count: 7;"> </span><span style="mso-tab-count: 3;"> <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">" </span></span></span></span></i><span style="font-size: small;"><i style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Five days ago I woke up and dressed myself a
bit differently than most days. Usually I get out of bed, eat breakfast, and
slip on a pair of cycling bibs ready to take on workout #1 of 3. Last
week was different. I put on my
nicest dress pants, buttoned up the dress shirt I had last worn on my wedding
day, and put on a tie for the first time since. I had an interview for an
accounting job at 10am. Filled with nervousness, excitement, guilt and fear about
the possibility of what could lead to a radical lifestyle change, I printed out
a few extra copies of my resume and drove to my interview. I arrived 15
minutes early, sat in my car in the parking lot, and thought to myself,
"this could change everything, couldn't it?" If I was offered
the job and I accepted it, I'd quite possibly throw away my triathlon dreams -
everything I'd worked towards for the past few years, thousands of hours of
training that I really never got to put into complete action with a top
performance - though part of me was completely fine with that. It was a job
that required about 60 hours a week. At the same time, a decent paycheck for the first time in a few years would be nice. I hadn't really been looking for work, but know I need to consider these opportunities, especially with how the past few months have gone. I've also had more than a few freak-out sessions lately thinking, wow I'm 27 years old and have no idea what I'm doing with my life! I have no career direction. I guess everyone has the mid-life crisis thoughts.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </i><i>The past few weeks have been the
lowest weeks I've had in my 2 years of pursuing life as a professional triathlete- emotionally, physically, and mentally.
I haven't enjoyed what I am doing, and am extremely lonely. In fact, I told my wife I was done with triathlon for good. I've never dreaded
training so much as now. Last week was a very emotional week, for various
reasons, and a week where I spent hours analyzing my life as a
triathlete, how I got here, and fearing for where I am going in my future, as I feel lost with direction. I also spent a
few hours on the phone with some close mentor friends of mine (Steve Silverstein,
Trevor Stultz,and pastors Jim Domen & John Adams of Multisport Ministries), sharing my
thoughts with them. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i> A few people have asked me why my blog has been so
quiet the past few months with no updates. I've said I've been
extremely busy, which is true, but it's mostly because I've had so much on my
mind I haven't really had the energy to write anything. Today I
decided to use the blog to get my thoughts on paper. I may not publish this and may end up deleting it in a week or so, but there's something
therapeutic about getting everything out in writing. </i></span></div>
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I will start by saying I am extremely blessed. My life is amazing. I have been able to choose this triathlon
dream lifestyle and pursue it for the past 1.5 years - something not all
athletes get the opportunity to do. I pursued the goal of earning my pro
license, which I have done. I have raced all over the US, as well as in Canada
and Mexico. It’s been fun. I have been pursuing my dream of becoming a
top level professional athlete, but in all honestly it's only fair to myself to
acknowledge the struggles that I have faced recently in my journey, and the pressures and burdens I've felt from this lifestyle I've chosen.
Lately I've had fear of exposing these things, since I have a reputation to
withhold - as a person, athlete, and coach. I've said to myself, "I can't
let anyone know what's really going on inside of me as far as triathlon is
concerned. After all, I am a triathlon coach! What will my athletes think? What
about my friends, sponsors, family, coach, and everyone else I owe so much to for
supporting me in the pursuit?" When your whole identity is in something that seems like it's falling apart, it's not the best feeling.</i></span><span style="font-size: small;"><i> Much of my identity has to do with the sport (which is part of the problem).</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i> I think these experiences I'm going through will enable me to
relate better with the athletes that I coach (and will continue to coach) when
they too are going through similar things - when motivation is low, and they may
be asking themselves, "why am I doing what I am doing?" I
understand my 'struggles' that I'm expressing here are small in the grand
scheme of things in life. Some may view them as irrelevant, because they’re 'not
that big of a deal.' I can respect that opinion, since there are many things that are a WAY bigger deal than how I am feeling about triathlon and myself as a person, but that said it's still relevant, because
this has been nearly my entire life the past two years – my entire focus and
energy. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>During
this past year I have found myself undergoing enormous motivational swings as
far as triathlon training and racing goes. There have been weeks where I
have thrived and enjoyed "chasing my dream,” but there have been just as
many if not more, where I have hated it. This wasn't always the case at all,
but it has steadily changed to this over the past 6-8 months. I've understood
there would be times where I didn't enjoy the training; that is part of any
job, but this trend has lingered for many weeks, even months, and I am aware I
need it to change. I have forced myself to train 5+ hours a day, mostly alone,
day after day, for nearly two years straight, and slowly I am seeing that I am
losing the joy and passion for this triathlon lifestyle. I love the sport
of triathlon, and know I always will, but lately I have found some major flaws
in the lifestyle. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i> For me to become a top US triathlete,
I understand the need to train 30 hours a week. I have come to realize
this is what it takes, week after week, month after month, year after year, to
get to the top. There are always outliers, but in general, this is what it
takes for most athletes to reach that level of competition. After considering
driving to workouts, prepping for upcoming workouts, stretching, strength
training, icing, etc, it becomes a 40 hour work week - and that can add up to a
lot of hours spent alone on the bike, swimming laps staring at the black line
at the bottom of the pool, and running around. It’s what is required to
get to the top. Truth be told, it has become a VERY lonely lifestyle.
There are days in which I don't talk to anyone all day long other than a few
people at the pool, until I see my wife at night. Whenever people have asked
how long I'll continue to pursue triathlon, I've usually responded, "I'm
not sure." I know one thing, to succeed in the sport you must enjoy it,
and if the lifestyle and pursuit is no longer fun, then something needs to be
done. </i></span></div>
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I was warned about the risks of a pursuing a lifestyle completely dedicated to
triathlon. I was warned by friends and fellow triathletes, that when you put
everything into triathlon and things don't go your way, it can hit you
hard. And they're right! But at the same time when I made the decision to
train nearly full time (while starting a coaching business and small consignment sales
jobs to bring in some income, in addition to a slew of other odd jobs I've done
the past 2 years), I knew I'd rather invest a 100% effort and have a chance to
succeed, rather than a 50% effort in triathlon while working a full time other
job. I had already lived that lifestyle in my days in Santa Barbara when I was
pursuing my pro license, and it was not enjoyable when all I did is
work and train from 6am til 10pm, every day. I knew if I gave triathlon a half effort, my chances of succeeding in the sport would be low - and I was
willing to take the risk of going all in in order to have the best chance of succe<span style="font-size: small;">ss</span>.
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The past year I have longed to have a normal life again. I’ve missed the
things I once did - things like going skiing, hiking, playing volleyball,
traveling (not for racing), playing basketball, tutoring kids, getting involved
in the community more, at church more, or simply taking
the dog to the park on a Saturday instead of spending every Saturday training
all day by myself, which is my wife’s day off work. I miss that
lifestyle, but at the same time it's important to remember that I CHOSE what I
am doing, and that there are many triathletes who would die to have the
schedule and lifestyle I do. The reality is also that to be a successful
triathlete, it takes sacrifice, and if you're not willing to sacrifice, you
can't expect to have success in the sport. The past year, and especially
the past few months, my mind has been filled with thoughts and questions, and
I've begun to wonder at what point is the sacrifice worth it? I think
it's a valid question for all to ask. What is most important in life?
Everyone has to ask that for themselves, because we all value different things.
I think there is a ton of value in pursuing your dreams and passions, or I wouldn't
have done it. </i></span></div>
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When your mind is filled with confusion, doubt, and question, I think it's
important to ask yourself where these feelings and thoughts are coming from.
For me, I'm trying to figure out why I'm
losing the passion to want to win as a triathlete. Why am I losing interest in
pursuing what once were my dreams? Are my dreams still there or are they simply
changing? Or, am I simply sick of not earning a paycheck like I once did, and
sick of thinking about money all the time? </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i> For me, I think the answers
are relatively simple. I think I have brought many of
these feelings upon myself. They're mostly self-inflicted. As I know, and as my
coach Melissa has reminded me, I am my worst own enemy. The past year and a half, I
have lived my life feeling an enormous burden on my shoulders, which no one
other than myself has put there. I felt this same burden to perform
athletically in college, when I was running often solely to impress my coach or
to keep my scholarship - not because I had a passion for the sport. I
live day to day with an enormous amount of guilt for what I am doing on a daily
basis in pursuing triathlon, without a paycheck, making us rely on my wife's income as a PE teacher. I am constantly thinking of
ways I can justify this pursuit in my mind. I am bombarded by thoughts about
how I can or cannot justify it, mostly because the lack of income earned by it.
Picture working hard for two years straight for no paycheck. In a way, this is
what I, along with many other triathletes, are doing - and after a while it can
really wear on you. You start to listen to the voices in our society telling you your
worth is based on the money you're earning, or the awards you're achieving.
After all, you don't earn anything simply by trying. You must try, and then you
must succeed and reach a goal with those efforts. There's no payment for simply "giving your best effort." I've added pressure to myself
in this area by thinking about my future and knowing I, and especially my wife, want to have kids in the
next couple of years. I am hit with the fear that my triathlon lifestyle will get in the way of
this desire due to the burden'I am causing financially by choosing sport over
the a steady paying job. Eventually, if we want to start a family, this must change. I feel immense pressure to perform on race day,
and pray often for a breakthrough race, because after all, I now have no
excuses left in the bag since I have all the time in the world to train, right?
Again, these are all self-inflicted thoughts. Not to say the pressure
shouldn't exist at all, but it certainly should be lessened since I have the full
support of those around me to do what I am doing. Not my wife, nor my family,
nor anyone else is putting these pressures on me; they're coming from within.</i></span></div>
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The truth is, there are a lot of young pro triathletes in the same situation as
myself, and frankly, I wonder how many have these same thoughts and feelings. Do
others feel the guilt of pursuing their dreams –placing a heavier financial
burden on their wives/families? I read athlete blogs, see their Facebook posts,
and sometimes I feel like everyone out there is trying to appear like they are
a true professional triathlete, that they've "made it" in the sport -
with sponsors, big results, etc, as part of a justification in their pursuit,
and are earning money doing so when in reality many aren’t. Hopefully that's not the case. I hope they
don't, because really it's unwarranted, and I think there's great honor is
pursuing a goal when so many people around them would choose the more secure
route - something that guarantees financial security and less risk.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i> It's tough because you need to train most of the day to succeed in the sport, but you also need to make some money to pay the bills. Most “pro” triathletes are not making any
money racing as in the professional division (<span style="font-size: small;">many are actually spending $15-30k/year on travel, rental cars, hotels, race entries, coach<span style="font-size: small;">es, equipment, etc) </span></span>. The ones at the top are making a
lot of money, however - hundreds of thousands a year, or more. There’s a huge gap between the top in the world, and the rest. Most
of us pay our own way to get to races, and most come home without a paycheck.
Most don't have any financial sponsors. I had one last year at $200/month, which
was very helpful, but have none this season other than the chance to earn money
through Powerbar (which brought me $600 in 2011). I am very grateful for all my sponsors, whose who offer any level of support. Most pro triathletes find
ways to make money outside of the sport, or through coaching. Even if you do
earn a paycheck, if it's a race that pays the top 10 athletes, you often need
to finish in the top 6 just to break even on the trip after travel, lodging,
and race fee costs are factored in. The top men in the country make a great
living doing it, but those athletes all have been racing for years and years -
it's a sport that takes a long time to develop in. It's a sport far
from that of something like golf, where the top one hundred in the country are
probably doing just fine financially. Triathlon is a sport that athletes
pursue because they love it, and don't care about having a hefty balance in
their bank account, or else they wouldn't do it. They do it because of their
passion for it, and they don't care what other people think. And it's
because I know this that I can't help ask myself, "where has my passion
gone? Why am I not enjoying this like I used to?"</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b><i><u>Identity</u></i></b><i></i></span></div>
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The past two years I have built much of my identity on the sport of triathlon.
My thoughts, actions, and conversations are about triathlon more than anything
else. Identity as a triathlete has resulted in pressure, a burden to perform,
and it has naturally led to poisoning my view of self-worth. When all you
think about, read about, and dream about is winning big races, it's easy to get
brainwashed in thinking your value is based on performance. For amateurs
pursuing other full time jobs and who view triathlon more as a hobby, it's
different. They aren't expected to win races; but when you give up everything
and put all the marbles in the triathlon basket, you're expected to win, or to be on the podium - and
with that comes pressure. It's not about being soft and the inability to handle
the pressure, but rather how the pressure seeps in and after years can affect
how much enjoyment there is in it. </i></span></div>
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Living in this lifestyle, I've felt the
need to justify to everyone why chasing a dream doesn't mean I'm being
irresponsible to my family. It's easy to slowly get a bit brainwashed and start
letting triathlon results affect our state of happiness, when we value it so much. It's even justified to
start feeling like our value as people is connected to our race day
results. The truth is my value as a person is not defined by triathlon,
nor performance in any career in which success is measured by awards, money, or
recognition. The truth is that my identity needs to be found in various things,
first and foremost being in my relationship with God. I am valuable because I
am a created by a master designer who has planned out my life. My faith in God
needs to be the most important thing in my life, not a sport, and not even
others, including my wife. She along with others needs to come second, and then come the other
things: my role as a friend, brother, athlete, and coach. When one's identity
is completely wrapped up in the wrong thing, it's easy to lose perspective in
life on what is most important. If I had the perfect perspective, then I
am pretty sure I wouldn't let performance or an injury in a sport or job affect
me as much as it has.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i> I've observed some
older pros, some of them live in Boulder still, who aren't racing at as high of
level anymore; but for their whole lives their whole
identity is in triathlon and they have so much fear of losing that. It's all they know, and they simply can't break free from
that identity, even when it’s time to move on.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b><i><u>Selfishness</u></i></b><i></i></span></div>
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I mentioned that the triathlon lifestyle has its flaws. It doesn't always have
flaws, but in my case it certainly does, and I know it does in the case of many
other pro triathletes. I have been told recently by several top
triathlon coaches who coach athletes whose goal is the Olympics, that to be a
successful triathlete and to have a shot at the Olympics, you need to be a very,
very, very selfish person. You need to structure your life completely around
your own needs: your training, your food, your massages, your recovery time, YOUR
everything. You need to pay attention to every detail that will make you a
better athlete. I couldn't help thinking to myself, 'well that sucks, so you're
a great triathlete, but the road to get you there means you're the most
self-absorbed person ever'. I don't ever want to be like that. Who does? Again,
there are outliers and exceptions here, but many people who achieve great
things in sport are some of the most selfish, egocentric people you'll ever
meet. Is it worth it?</i></span></div>
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Last week I came home from my job interview lower than I had been in a long
time. I felt completely lost in life, having no clue the direction I am going,
much less the direction I even want to go, and guilty for losing motivation
having the thoughts about triathlon that I've been having. I went out to ride
my bike to clear my head, and I noticed the mail had just been delivered. I
opened the mailbox, pulled out the latest issue of Inside Triathlon magazine
(May/June 2012), and happened to open it to the very last page. There was
a short article written by Ironman Kona champion Tim DeBoom titled A New Perspective: A Major Life Change
Helped Me See My Triathlon Journey Differently. I read the article
there (which I recommend you read), sitting on my bike on the front porch before
the ride, and I thought to myself 'this is EXACTLY how I am feeling right now.
He is totally right.' DeBoom describes what happens to many pro triathletes,
living in this self-consumed lifestyle: </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b><i> "I often wonder how
that selfishness transitioned into my adulthood. How did it go from hiding
Legos from my big brother, to, "My time is more important than
yours!" When did everything I do become a priority over anything or anyone
around me? Did it start with triathlon, or even earlier when I would beat
myself up over poor swimming results and even practices? I will readily
admit trying to be the best in triathlon, or any sport for that matter, is not
an entirely healthy endeavor. Physically, emotionally and socially, it is not
altogether beneficial to one's well-being. We punish our bodies, suppress our
minds and abuse those around us with our egotism."</i></b><i></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>He talks about the way he changed
over the years, and had turned into a person he didn't like - someone so self-absorbed
that he was unpleasant to be around. He adds <b>"I can sincerely say I am
not particularly fond of who I was. I would go so far as to say I would not
want to hang out with myself 10 years ago."</b> Over time the lifestyle
wears on us, and we don't always realize it. It begins to change us, and can
transform us into extremely selfish and unattractive people. Everything is
about us. Triathlon has ruined hundreds of marriages - at the pro level
but just as much at the amateur level. We often fail to see how our personal
athletic pursuits are not priority over our relationships, but we convince
ourselves deep down that it's what truly matters most. </i></span></div>
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I fully believe that of the reasons why over the past year I have fallen
relatively unhappily with myself is because my life is completely selfish, and
I have told myself that it's okay because it's my only shot of achieving my
goals in sport. In reality, my life is becoming so unbalanced that it is
hurting my chances for success. Sometimes when you take a bit of pressure
off of yourself, and realize that other things in life are WAY more important
than a race result, you gain perspective, enjoy everything more, regain passion
you once had, and become way more appreciative of the opportunity you have to
compete as an athlete. Therefore, you may even end up doing better in all
you do. My daily schedule consists of this: I wake up, eat breakfast,
ride my bike, head to the pool to swim, come back home to eat lunch, spend a
few hours working on coaching stuff and listing things to sell (I sell bikes
and gear for people, a small consignment gig I've started to bring in a bit of
extra money), head out on my run, eat dinner, respond to coaching emails, and
then go to sleep. Two years of this on a daily basis, and it gets
wearing. Almost the entire day is spent on my own tasks. When you live mostly
focused on yourself, life begins to feel a bit empty. I don't think we were
created to focus on ourselves, in fact, if you look at the life of Jesus, he
came "not to be served, but to serve others." </i></span></div>
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This past week it has really become evident that I am not who I once was.
I am not as happy. I don't smile as much. I don't feel as good about myself. My
confidence is lower than it once was. I am not social. I don't see my
friends much, nor have the desire to that I used to. I do not help others much.
I don't volunteer time serving people, hanging out with the homeless, doing
service projects or donating my time to those in need. I have skipped close
friend’s weddings to train or race. I don't have the desire to go out of my way
to help others on a project they're trying to finish; I find myself choosing
training all the time over helping a friend move into a new house, for example.
I don't simply enjoy riding my bike, or going on a run, like I used to. My life is out of balance.
Like DeBoom says, my time is more important than anyone else - all in hopes
(with no guarantees) that one day I'll cross the finish line at the front of a
major professional triathlon. </i></span></div>
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I recently started to ask myself: what if that did happen? Then what? Is that
fulfilling - crossing the finish line in the top 3? Then would I gain instant
happiness? In my mind I say yes, but deep down I know that feeling alone is
still empty without everything else in my life. It's a lifestyle in which
one can become so self-absorbed that it can drain you dry, change your
attitude, and make you lose perspective.</i></span></div>
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Three years ago I wanted to earn my pro license and become a professional
triathlete. I left my accounting job in Santa Barbara, moved to Denver and
lived in my sister's basement. I trained. And I trained hard. And I loved it.
There was a goal in sight, a tangible goal - to earn my pro license. Today I
find myself asking, what is the goal? What is the next measure of success? If I
do reach that goal, was it worth it if this lifestyle has changed who I am,
left me with a few less friends and very little balance in my life, and led me
to life with a huge burden and pressure to succeed as an athlete - so much
pressure that it has caused me to dislike the lifestyle I'm living - a
lifestyle I chose? </i></span></div>
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Two weeks ago I raced the Ironman 70.3 Oceanside, CA half ironman distance
race. It was the first race of my season, and my second ever at that distance.
I spent a few thousand hours training alone the past 6 months for the 2012
season. I was left unhappy with my results from last year, and decided 2012
would be the breakthrough season. (I am still hoping that it will be, somehow). I came home from this past race feeling the same way I
did after many races from last year - discouraged. After an improved swim, an
average bike, and getting sick on the run from taking in too much salt (needed
for muscle cramping issues), I crossed the finish line a good 12 minutes slower
than my goal. Vomiting at mile 2 of the run, I almost dropped out; but I forced
myself to shuffle just under 7 minute mile pace for the next 11 miles and
finish the race that I had started, coming in at 4:24. I went straight
through the finish line to the bike racks, grabbed my bike and headed to my
rental car. I took apart and packed up my bike in a Burger King parking
lot, drove to the airport and flew home feeling sorry for myself, frustrated,
and thinking "how am I going to explain this to everyone?" After all,
I have no more excuses, I can train as much as I want now, which means I have
no choice but to perform on race day. The next morning I was unable to
walk getting out of bed. For five days following the race, I was unable to walk
around. I had bruised my heel somehow in the race, and was forced to take the
next 14 days off of running, which didn't help my mindset as I was already discouraged
- so much I contemplated throwing in the towel as a pro triathlete. </i></span></div>
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The week following the race, once again all these thoughts that I've decided to
share here in writing have surfaced, as they have many times before. I am
not enjoying this anymore, and the fire I once had for this pursuit is down to
a dull flame. I am injured also. Another factor was that I was approached about
an accounting job - one that would likely require up to 50-60 hours a week of
work. Six weeks prior when I was first contacted about the job, I told
the employer I wasn't interested, as timing wasn't right - I told them I am
pursuing triathlon racing and training currently. I don't want regrets, and
want to give triathlon an honest effort. The week after the race, I was
contacted again by the employer, and encouraged to come in for an interview,
which I did. Options are always good, and the thought of a steady
paycheck didn't sound too bad either after several years without, if I was to
get offered a job. I'm writing this on a Monday night. I was supposed to
hear back about the job today, and have heard nothing. If I'm not offered
the job, which it sounds like might be the case, it makes the decision very
easy. If I was to be offered and take the job, my entire lifestyle would
drastically change, and to be honest, I don't think working 55 hours a week in
an office is going to do me any good in my search for balance in life. Part of
me would feel relieved, almost an excuse to escape my triathlon lifestyle and
an answer to all my thoughts and doubts. But with that, what if I looked back
in regret, knowing I never really made it as a triathlete either; and worst of
all, knowing that my ups and downs of motivation over the past few years got in
the way of me giving 100% effort to the sport. I tell myself that I'd
keep racing, but the reality is that I know if I was working 50+ hours a week
in an office, I'd rather come home and be with my wife than train all night
after work. I lived that lifestyle 3 years ago, and after 10 months of
it, I completely lost balance in my life and stopped enjoying it as much, and
that was when I was single.</i></span></div>
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I'm not really sure what the future holds to be honest. A few weeks ago I ended
up telling my wife I was done with triathlon. “It’s all over, I said. I’m not
happy. I’m done with it for good.” I was lying in bed talking to her about it,
totally drained. Honestly, saying that felt really good. It felt right. When
the words came out, I felt a burden lifted off my shoulders. I told her I was
done with it, and she supported me as always.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>Fast forward a few weeks to now…I'm
not quitting triathlon racing right now, at least I don’t think so. Really, I’m
not ready to decide yet; I will keep putting one step in front of the other
until I feel like I'm called in a certain direction. I want to get the fire
back and passion to want to win races, though honestly I don't really know
where to look or how to make that happen right now. I've always believed
it's important to enjoy something like this or it's not worth pursuing.
Though I also believe in using your abilities to the fullest. Perhaps
some balance in my life is needed. Maybe trying to find a steady 30-40 hour a
week job that I can put some focus into might help. It would take off some pressure,
give a bit more financial security, and likely help me enjoy racing again
simply because I love the sport, and because I want to use the talents I've
been given, without the lonely lifestyle that comes with being a full time pro
here or the pressure to win. I've got a lot to figure out, but I've
learned a lot the past few weeks. I've been reminded that I chose this
lifestyle, and that no one is making me do it, and that triathlon isn't the
most important thing in my life - it shouldn't be. Living for others
should be<span style="color: black;">, as well as my wife.</span></i></span><br />
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<i>Whatever happens, I know I’ll look back on this time of my
life and smile, remember when I gave up everything to pursue professional
sports. I’m sure I’ll move on from this lifestyle, someday soon or in a few
years, taking a lot of lessons learned with me. I’m so thankful for the people
I’ve met the past few years from my involvement in the triathlon world in both
Santa Barbara and Denver. I’ve developed so many relationships because of this
sport, and have been lucky to have the support I’ve received."</i></div>
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<span style="color: black;">That was all in April. Today is August 20</span><sup style="color: black;">th</sup><span style="color: black;">. My life has changed
a lot since I wrote that draft, and since the day I told my wife I was done</span>
with triathlon altogether. I have learned a lot about myself, about the need
for balance in life, and the importance of trusting that God will provide
direction. I have not quit the sport, and I am finding the joy again and excited to get back racing at the professional level. I’m learning
to have fun with it and the importance of balance, and seeking out others to train with. I haven't figured everything out, but I’m learning the importance of living each day with joy. Life is too good
to live without joy, and too short to stress about and try to plan the future. Life is too short to not enjoy what we are choosing to pursue. </div>
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I went through various accounting and finance
interviews in April & May, and applied for many other jobs, only to
eventually realize the cubicle lifestyle wasn’t calling me just yet. Honestly,
I knew deep down I still had a burning flame to race competitively still, and there was a lot of fear in the thought of landing an office job with zero flexibility in schedule - it's hard to train while being micromanaged and having to put in 50-60 hours a week in the cubicle . I remember walking out of a 3rd interview for a real estate accounting job thinking to myself, "I'd be miserable in that office, working with those people."<br />
In need of bringing in a bit more income, it was hard to step away from those options, since jobs are hard to get right now. Eventually I withdrew my name after a 3rd accounting interview, and also for another job in finance, and decided to let go of my need to try to "plan" my own life and simply trust my gut feeling that it's important to pursue something you enjoy, and not simply take a job for the paycheck. <br />
There was, and is, still uncertainty in figuring out how to pull off a steady paycheck while having some flexibility in schedule and maintaining life balance, and doing something you enjoy. I know maintaining balance will always be something I’ll have to work hard on, with work, family, training, etc. I also know I won't be stopping racing any time soon, I feel like it's in my blood, so will have to continue to learn how to combine high level training/racing with everything else going on.<br />
That week of the interviews, I also thought hard about my coaching business. I love helping athletes succeed in sport, and I couldn’t
just quit the sport nor throw away my coaching business that I’d built up. It's a job with meaning. Helping others succeed brings meaning. Triathlon is my love and also where my knowledge is. One day that week I decided to let go of the burden to try to take total control of my future myself, and simply trust that it will work out. I am a
believer in God. Many of my friends aren’t, and they don’t always understand my
way of thinking, which is fine; but after a prayer for direction I had 8
athletes contact me in the next 2 days inquiring about my coaching services.
That was after about 1-2 athlete inquiries total in past 3-4 months. It was
then I committed to continuing to grow my coaching business, which still is
what I am doing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><br />
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>An unexpected blessing
that has come has been a second job working for a roofing company.
A good opportunity came along from a friend & one of the founders of the Denver Triathlon, Matt Miller. Matt also started the <a href="http://www.cdifferent.org/" target="_blank">C Different Foundation</a> for blind triathletes, and I got connected to him and his company Acumen Contracting Group as a guide for Aaron Scheidies at the race. I had sold 2 roofs for another company previously, a very part time gig. There was an opportunity to make it more of a full-time job with this company, at least for a little while, while the coaching business continues to grow. Roofing sales is something I said I’d never do, but funny enough it’s been a
huge blessing and a good fit right now. And, I enjoy it. I have enjoyed meeting new people every
day. It’s not until you’re out in the world and around all types of people that
you realize the potential to impact them – no matter your vocation. In my first
week, I spent time with a lady whose son had committed suicide, a man battling
cancer, and a former pro runner from Kenyan – who made us smoothies in his
kitchen while we chatted about life in Africa. Today, I had a conversation with a 17 year old young man, which started by me telling him he shouldn't smoke cigarettes (yup ;), and led to him talking to me about his struggles as a father of two, trying to provide, and how he needs to smoke to relieve his stress. There are lots of opportunities to reach others, not preach to them, but simply be there to listen to them about what's going on in their lives. Pretty cool stuff.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> I also spend a lot of time daily with some of the hardest working people in America. Many are from Mexico, and I've enjoyed using my Spanish again. Spend a week with roofers and you'll see really quickly what true work ethic looks like. </span>The roofing gig has been an unexpected
blessing, and sales are going very well. It’s hard work, but good and has
given my life a bit of balance. Though I’ve been working over 50 hour weeks
lately (that's what happens when you put a triathlete in a 100% commission sales job...I'm way too competitive to let other people steal business), it’s been good to focus on something other than triathlon while my
injuries have been healing. That said, there have been times where work has become out of balance as well. I think maintaining balance will always be something I will need to really focus on.</div>
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Back in March I signed up for Ironman Canada, which is on Aug. 26th, after my father-in-law
challenged me to race it with him. Since then, I have only done 1 race other than the Ironman 70.3 California (as a guide for blind triathlete Aaron Scheidies in the Denver Triathlon). I had cancelled all plans to do
the Ironman due to the events of the past months, in addition to various injuries I’ve
had all summer.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> Since my half Ironman in March, </span>I’ve been dealing with a bone spur, a calf
tear, and now a knee injury. It has been one thing after the next. I have only run probably 8-10 times
now all summer, and seen 4 different doctors. I've done dry needling, gotten x-rays, done physical therapy, chiropractic work, kinesio taping, etc. It's almost as if it's the injuries are God's way of waking me up, and teaching me there are more important things in life, and that I need a break, and a bit of balance. Then pain is variable – some days
not too bad, other days a lot worse and hard to run (the day's I have tried). It's been a good wake up call, and has given me time to focus on some other things the past few months other than training/racing, like the coaching business, roofing job, and my wife.</div>
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The time away from consistent training and racing also has helped me realize how passionate about the sport that I am. I am excited to get fully healed and get back into training fully, yet with more balance that before.</div>
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During the past few weeks, I've also been tugged in the direction to do everything possible to finish the Ironman that I had committed to do back in March. There is something about finishing what you committed to doing. There's something about a challenge that you know you're not ready for, but your believe you can get through it, that makes you get to the starting line. I'm not the fittest, I have not trained properly, and I'm not 100% healthy, but I'm going to Canada this weekend to give me best effort to do what I signed up to do. I know I will be sore, and possibly come back slightly more injured (hopefully only slightly ;)) than I am now. Unless I get to a point on the run where I know I will make my injuries extremely worse, I'm going to do all I can to finish the race and give my best effort. I've never done an Ironman; I've never run over 19 miles in a single day, much less with a 2.4 mile swim and 112 mile bike prior. I haven't run more than 13 miles in a long time, and struggled through 13 this morning due to my heel spur and knee pain, and have run less than a dozen times this summer. As a coach, this is where I say "do as I say, not as I do!" As I said, there's something telling me I need to give this a shot and finish what I started.<br />
As always, thank you to my family, friends, sponsors (especially Jared & crew at Kompetitive Edge), and athletes I coach for the support. </div>
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-Ryan</div>
Ryan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-69840115184058438182012-06-10T21:45:00.001-07:002012-06-10T21:45:16.456-07:00Denver Triathlon in Photos: Guiding Aaron Scheidies<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">
Today I was fortunate to have the opportunity to guide visually impaired world record holder triathlete <a href="http://www.cdifferentwithaaron.com/" target="_blank">Aaron Sheidies</a>, who races in connection to the C Different Foundation, an organization which helps visually impaired athletes compete! I guided Aaron last year and we have become close friends ever since. It's always a highlight of my year. Today Aaron finished 2nd overall in the Olympic distance race with one of his fastest runs to date. </div>
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Here are a few photos thanks to professional photographer Jody Grigg (</span><a href="http://www.jodygrigg.com/" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">www.jodygrigg.com</a><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">), and also some from Scott Borger. Enjoy.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Run leg with professional photographyer <a href="http://www.jodygrigg.com/" target="_blank">Jody Grigg</a> in action. Photo by <a href="http://www.scottborgerphotography.com/" target="_blank">Scott Borger</a></td></tr>
</tbody></table>Ryan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-25214959458751012892012-06-04T19:33:00.002-07:002012-06-07T21:29:50.640-07:00Swim Tips: Basics for Efficient Swimming Lately I've gotten a lot of questions about swimming, so I wanted to
write a brief post on some helpful swim tips. A few months ago I
coached a one on one session with an athlete who's goal was to finish a
triathlon by the end of this year - a sprint triathlon. Like many, his
main obstacle was the swim. He simply couldn't make it across the pool
without exhaustion, or without swallowing too much water and thus
causing severe coughing. Once we incorporated a few simple tips, he
made more than drastic improvements. Some people have it in their mind
that they simple CANNOT SWIM, when reality is they've never really tried
to learn a few simple tips that can bring them a long ways. The key is
to stay relaxed, work on one thing at a time, and slowly incorporate
additional changes in your stroke. <br />
I recently started
coaching another athlete who told me about his first open water swim
ever, where he had no idea how to time his breathing. Swimming is not
as easy as cycling or running, it's way more technical and requires way
more coordination, and we can't simply breath whenever we feel like it
since our head is underwater at times. No matter the level of swimmer
you are or what issues you have with your swim skills, paying attention
to and incorporating a few small things can take you a long ways. <br />
We're well into triathlon season now, and the lakes in Colorado
are finally open for open water swimming - which athletes are realizing
is a lot different from pool swimming. There's no black line to stare at
anymore, and certainly no walls to cheat on....er.. push off of. Open
water swimming does require a few different skills than pool swimming,
but in general these pointers apply to both pool and open water
swimming. In a follow up article, I'll discuss specifics to open water
swimming.<br />
<ul>
<li><i><b>Exhaling</b></i>: Exhaling when swimming is the key to efficient breathing, staying relaxed,
maintaining body balance, and keeping you from choking on water.
Generally you should nearly always be slowly exhaling when swimming,
except for when the head is out of the water, when obviously you're
inhaling. Finish your exhalation right before the head comes out. Many
swimmers, including some fast swimmers (though not the most efficient
ones), pause for a bit when they've put their face back in the water
after inhaling, and then blow out/exhale out the majority of their air
in a single sudden burst. If you hold your breath like this, you're not
staying as relaxed as you could, since most people tense up slightly
when they're holding their breath. It's the body's natural response.
For those of you who have the tendency to wait to exhale most of your
CO2 until your head is rising out of the water, you're going to have to
rush your inhalation as you need to take in oxygen quick enough before the
head re-enters the water. Also, if you wait then you're likely lifting your head
too high in a subconscious effort to stall a bit longer in order to take in your
breath, and any time the head is higher out of the water than need be, it
causes the hips to sink and the lower body to drag, thus slowing you down and also
tiring you out easier. </li>
<li style="text-align: left;"><i><b>Head Position</b></i> - A head held too high is a very common
issue amongst beginner swimmers. As I previously mentioned, a high head leads to dropping/sagging
hips and lower body - thus causing drag which affects speed and tires
you out quicker. Swim with your face looking very slightly forward but
still in the downward direction toward the bottom of the pool. Don't
tuck your chin to your chest, it's not necessary - keep the neck muscles
relaxed. (Note: for triathlon swimming, a position that is slightly
more forward facing is acceptable, since sighting is a large part of
open water swimming as opposed to pool swimming, and the slight forward
looking position can aid in frequent sighting, though isn't necessary in
pool racing). </li>
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<li><div style="text-align: left;">
<b><i>Hand Position</i></b> - I used to swim with a guy at lunchtime in Santa Barbara at Los Banos
del Mar pool, a 50m glorious pool stationed in the parking lot of the
harbor. I vividly remember swimming alongside a particular
swimmer who almost always swam in the lane next to me. I'd see across
to his lane in my peripheral vision underwater, as I wanted to see where I stood
against him - both of us being competitive in nature. One of the things
I always noticed was a big inefficiency in his stroke - specifically
his hand entry and position prior to his pull. He would throw his hand in the
water at a decent angle with fingertips slightly pointed forward and
downward, though he then performed a swooping motion with his extended arm which would
cause his elbow to drop and his fingertips to point upward for the
majority of his glide and reach prior to his pull. Essentially, he was almost
pushing water with his palm due to the position it was in, instead of slicing through it.With fingers pointed upward his hand was pushing water instead of slicing through it.</div>
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Many swim coaches have their own theories on exact hand
entry positions, but I am a believer in entering with the hand slightly
in front of the goggle line/head, while keeping the hand flat (I'm not
referring to parallel to the water here, but rather flat as in opposed to
with the thumb positioned upward or downward). Some people will hold their arm
out of the water longer in their recovery phase and not enter it as quickly , but actually it is efficient to slice the hand through the water
while you're rotating, as long as your fingers are pointed forward to
slightly downward prior to the pull phase of the stroke. You will be
able to generate the most power with a flatter hand. (Don't mistake the
hand entry position with the pull position. When pulling, keep the elbow
extended high underwater, and pull keeping your fingertips pointed at
the bottom of the pool.) </div>
<ul>
<li><i><b>Finger spread</b></i> - Underwater, keep your fingers
relaxed. There's no need to strain finger muscles to keep them completely glued next to each other,
though if they're spread too far apart you won't get a lot of power out
of your pull as the majority of water will pass through spaces between fingers. A slight space between fingers is ok, as long as it is
minimal. Fingers tight together can cause tension in your forearm,
which won't help you swim your best. </li>
<li><i><b>Under water vs. Out of water</b></i> - You may have noticed various swimmers, all fast, swimming side by side yet their strokes look
very different from your viewpoint on the pool deck. It's still possible
to swim fast by looking...well.....not as pretty as someone else, let's
say. But remember, what your body is doing underwater is way more
important than what it's doing out of the water! The primary focus of your technique work should be making sure what is happening underwater is happening correctly. If your recovery phase
of the stroke (the hand seen out of the water) may not appear as
pretty as someone else, it doesn't necessarily mean your stroke is wrong. Top swimmers may have different styles of recovery
phases (bent elbows, slightly bent, or straighter elbows), and they're
all able to swim with good form under the water - a good hand and elbow position and proper pull. The most important thing to keep in
mind is what's going on underwater, so focus on that first.</li>
<li><i><b>Kicking</b></i> - If you ever do kicking drills with kick
boards, or kick on your back with your arms streamline above you,
what you're likely thinking about is trying to get to the wall the
fastest, or how much your legs are burning! Kicking drills are great for developing a steady kick cadence,
leg strength, etc, but in reality the best purpose of a steady swim kick
is for body position, not propulsion. Kicking only contributes about
10-15% of your propulsion (for top level swimmers, and for some
triathletes it's a lot less!). The kick should be active to keep your
hips and legs from sinking, i.e. body position. The kick should be
steady and relatively easy. Don't let your kick tire you out, which it
will if you kick extremely hard in distance swimming (in sprint swimming
a harder kick becomes more necessary). Kick from the hips, and don't
excessively bend the knees. Keep the legs relatively straight. Also,
your kick should minimize drag, and a lot has to do with ankle
flexibility or the ability to let your ankles remain loose and keep the
toes pointed backwards, not down toward the bottom of the pool.
Unfortunately, a lot of runners and triathletes don't have great ankle
flexibility, and swimming sets and drills with fins is what way to help
improve this over time. </li>
</ul>
I think underwater filming is a very beneficial practice if you can get a hold of an underwater camera. I have one that I use with local athletes. Video analysis is a great tool for swim technique critique. It's easy to see your flaws, and there are many resources in videos of athletes demonstrating proper technique that you can compare to. A couple great swim resource websites that I often recommend to my
athletes are <a href="http://www.goswim.tv/">www.goswim.tv</a> as well as <a href="http://www.swimsmooth.com/">www.swimsmooth.com</a>.
Both are great sites with various underwater swim videos showing proper technique, as well as drills. Check them out! <br />
-Ryan <br />
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</div>Ryan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-53304148189541803102012-04-20T22:50:00.000-07:002012-06-05T21:45:15.889-07:00Sponsorship 101: Want to Get Sponsored?<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13pt;">By Ryan Borger </span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13pt;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.borgerendurance.com">www.borgerendurance.com</a></span></b><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Several people have contacted me lately about sponsorship,
asking me questions such as: “How can I get sponsors?” “Am I a good enough
athlete to get sponsors?” “What is the best strategy?” “What can I expect to
get from sponsors?”.. etc. There are many questions to ask, but one of the best
and most relevant questions to add to the list is this: “What skills and
connections do I have that I can offer to sponsors?” “What value can I add to
their company as a sponsored athlete?” “What ways can I promote them and get
their product or company name out to market?” “How can I think outside the box
in ways to incorporate being connected with a brand that communicates their
mission to their target market?” These are the questions that will get you
thinking the right way about sponsorship if you want to succeed, as companies
want people who understand that it is a partnership, not a one-sided opportunity
to take advantage of someone for personal gains alone. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"> All parts of this article may not be
relevant for every triathlete, and this article is written primarily for and directed to top
age-group and professional triathletes seeking sponsors, but here I share some
valuable information that can relate to many other things outside of triathlon.It's more of a chapter as opposed to a short article, so get ready to read.
As you will find out, sponsorship may have a lot less to do with how fast you
are than you may think, and more about your community involvement and proving
that adding you to the team can add value to the company.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><u><span style="font-family: Arial;">What does
it mean to be a sponsored triathlete?</span></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Sponsorship is a broad term. Many athletes, amateur and
professional alike, have sponsors. However, this often means totally different
things. Some athletes receive 10% off at a local shop or from a gear-related
company, which they view as a sponsorship, while others (i.e. Ironman World
Champions or Olympic medalists) are earning over $30k a year from a single company
sponsor alone. In triathlon, it’s difficult to obtain financial sponsors,
unless you’re a professional at the very top of the sport. Triathlon is
certainly a fast growing sport, but it’s still a baby in terms of top
professionals securing big corporate contracts and even top dollar prize purses.
Don’t get me wrong, the best triathletes in the world make a great living in
the sport, but that many only be 20-30 athletes in the world, whereas the
lowest minor league single A baseball players are earning a larger salary than 80+% of pro triathletes. There is a HUGE gap from the very top professionals to
the 2<sup>nd</sup> tier professionals in terms of income earned from the sport.
Most low and mid-level pros have side jobs or other part time or full-time employment. Speaking
of that, when I worked full time at my accounting job in California, I would
listen to online interviews and triathlon podcasts almost all day long, as I
was new to the sport and loved soaking in any info I could about triathlon. I remember
listening to an interview on CompetitorRadio.com with Bob Babbit. He was
interviewing 2008 Olympian Julie Swail-Ertel. Swail stated that although she
had been an Olympian and one of the top female triathletes in the US, she’d
never had a cash sponsor, only sponsors that gave her free product. That puts it
in perspective a bit more. Only if our sport was golf (heck, or even crossfit now...crossfit?!) we would all be set. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"> Some people love to brag to their friends and
coworkers how they are <i>sponsored</i>. It
feels good to have sponsors, and feels even better to tell people you’re
sponsored. It’s every kids dream growing up. You feel like you’ve <i>made it</i> (at least somewhat) in the
sport. When I tell people I’m a professional triathlete, many assume I am
making a good living in the sport. The truth is, most of my income comes from
coaching and side jobs as opposed to race earnings and sponsor cash, though the
goal is for that to change over the next few seasons. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"> Some athletes love to list sponsor
logos on their blogs and websites simply to appear <i>professional </i>or like they’re the real deal, and many of these
athletes are not professionals. They’ll list a company that has given them
nothing more than a free T-shirt. I won’t go into whether I think they’re right in doing so or not, because it’s really irrelevant and it’s not my place to say
whether they are truly sponsored or not. You can debate that in your free time,
but it’s somewhat an irrelevant
conversation. Though their motives may be silly, you have to applaud them for
being proactive and taking a great first step in promoting a company and
attempting to start a relationship with them. Anything you can do to form
relationships with companies and promote them is a way to get them to notice
you in a positive way, which can be very valuable down the road. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"> Let’s be honest. We all like free
stuff; and we all like free money even more, right?! Just because this is true,
doesn’t mean we are selfish and are sponsor-hunting simply for free kickbacks.
Companies clearly understand money and free product is valuable to athletes, especially those in a with a tight budget.
They also often realize that athletes couldn’t often continue what they’re
doing without sponsor help, or at least do it on their given budget, especially
if they are dedicated to the sport and have made a decision to forgo other
full-time employment in order to train full time or near full-time. If most pros would calculate their hourly wage earned through prize money, factoring in training time, race time, and race travel time, among other time spent, they might just get depressed...though triathletes chose this lifestyle, and are hopeful they will keep climbing the ranks and this will change. Like any business starting out, the first few years are a hefty investment. The less
outside income athletes have coming in, obviously sponsors become extremely
valuable, and athletes are very grateful for them. Sponsors usually understand
this. They often know what athletes are seeking and after learning a bit about
you, they know what is most valuable to you. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><u><span style="font-family: Arial;">So, what
is sponsorship?</span></u></span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">It can be a variety of things: cash, free nutrition
products, free or discounted services like massage or physical therapy care, a
bike, training and race gear, race travel airline fund donations, cash, and a
slew of other products or services. Sponsorship can come in many ways.
Sometimes it could be exchanging a service for promoting the company as a
sponsored athlete, such as massage. It totally ranges. A top professional usually will have cash
sponsors, a bike company sponsor, gear & nutrition sponsors, and other
sponsors. Their cash sponsors are often triathlon related companies, and are also
sometimes companies like banks or investment firms that have nothing to do with
the sport. The middle level pro’s usually have very few or no cash sponsors,
but often receive free gear & product, and sometimes the chance to earn
money in other ways, such as if their photo appears published in a newspaper or
an online article and a company logo is visible in the photo. This is the case
with one of my sponsors, which provides product as well as this opportunity to
earn cash in this way. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Pro field athlete (shot put) Adam Nelson used to compete in a "Space For Rent" shirt. I noticed this on TV watching him throw while in college. The shirt got some serious TV air time. A few months later he signed a big contract with Nike...now only if triathlon was on ESPN or ABC!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><u><span style="font-family: Arial;">Why do
sponsors support athletes? Do sponsors come knocking at your door simply
because you’re a top pro?</span></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">There are still
some top nationally-ranked pro triathletes will little or no sponsors. Why?
Mostly because the athletes aren’t really concerned about securing sponsors nor
have tried to do so. Unless you’re a top triathlete in the world, especially in
the Ironman scene which is more popular than Olympic distance draft-legal ITU
racing (in the US), sponsors do not usually approach athletes. The top athletes
in the world, yes, sponsors come ready with an offer on the table; but everyone
else needs to be very proactive in their approach. Sponsors need a reason to partner
with an athlete. They want to see how offering money or product to a single
athlete can directly translate to increased sales. Occasionally you do see
companies willing to and wanting to sponsor athletes simply because they appreciate
athletes’ sacrifices to have a chance to succeed in their sport, or company owners are either a fan or excited participant in the sport, but most often they
are looking for a way to add value to their company. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"> If you were a company, who would you
sponsor? Athlete A is a middle of the pack amateur who races local races as
well as travels a few times a year to race. They also are a coach of the local
cross-country team, the head Masters swim coach at the local University pool,
and write articles for a top endurance sports nutrition blog. This athlete also
actively uses social media like Facebook and Twitter, and as extremely
connected in many aspects of the community. Athlete B is a very good US pro
triathlete, who is solely focused on racing and has no interest in having a
personal blog or website. Obviously athlete A, although will never be on the
podium on race day, may be able to offer more to a company through their
network and connections tied to the sport and how they’re involved in it. I know an amateur triathlete who has a ton of sponsors. How? She adds value to companies through marketing. She has a following, with over 1000 Twitter followers and thousands of hits a month on her top-ranked endurance sports blog. Companies want to see blogs, websites, and
their athletes to be connected to as many people as possible through online
social media. Social media is powerful. What other way can you instantly
communicate ANYTHING you want to 1000 people, and for free?!!
Also, some companies choose to sponsor teams or clubs rather than individual
athletes, even if the individual is a professional and the club consists of all
recreational athletes. Why is this? Well, they often don’t have to offer the
amateurs as valuable of a sponsorship, but they also understand that 30 people
on a team all wearing their logo may reach more people than a lone individual.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"> Companies want people who are
involved in the community. They want coaches, teachers, instructors,
businessmen who have friends in the sport, and who buy things. They want leaders of clubs and groups. They want
people who volunteer at local events and races. They want people with a
positive attitude. What is worse than being represented by a pessimistic athlete,
who is constantly complaining, swearing, and simply doesn’t act nor dress
professionally ever? Be professional in every way! Be a true brand ambassador.
Put sponsor logos on your race jersey, and your website. Write blog posts about
their products and do product reviews. Heck, put a logo sticker on your car! Be a
total brand ambassador for the company willing to support you. Commit to
promoting them and none of their competitors. It’s important to understand you
will have a commitment to them, which may mean cutting ties to any possible
competitor brands. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Most importantly, they want people who understand what a
partnership is, and understand business. Sponsoring athletes in any way is an
investment for a company, most often financially, even if they are not offering
cash. Companies must buy their product, so if they offer free product, it’s
still cutting into their income statement. If they offer cash or product, still remember they can deduct some of this as a marketing/advertising expense on their profit & loss statement (...yes, I'm throwing in accounting terms just to feel like I learned something in my past job!). However, they want to support
athletes as they believe in the athlete’s mission, as well as understand the
potential in building a referral program through their athletes. Also, it’s a
PR opportunity for a company, similar to donating to charity. Their media and
marketing team can publish articles explaining how they are involving
themselves in the community and investing in people – things like that. Companies’
reputations are extremely valuable, and when they become known as one that
supports athletes, donates to charity, and runs their business with values and
integrity, naturally their reputation grows strong.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><u><span style="font-family: Arial;">How
should you approach sponsorship?</span></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Whatever
level you are at, understand that sponsors are making a sacrifice. Also understand
you can add value to their company. Both are important. In fact, the latter may
be more important, as ultimately it leads to helping out the sponsor once you
discover your full potential to be of value to them. If you understand this
value and prove it in action, they will see your value and be happy to invest
in you, as they have a return on their investment. Seek out ways you can add
value to a company. Start your sponsor letters or phone calls by introducing
yourself and explaining ways you can do this. Do not start them out by asking
for things, and telling them what you need or want from them! If you introduce yourself as a triathlete
seeking sponsors, asking specifically for X amount of free product, you’re not
going to stand out. You are not in line at the fast food drive through, and this is not your turn to place your order. You’ll likely appear ungrateful and like you feel you’re
entitled to things simply due to your level of competition in the sport. No one
is entitled to anything from sponsors. Earn it! Be valuable! Start your letters out by introducing
yourself, explaining how you align yourself with their company values and why
you believe in their products, and tell them what they want to hear. Tell them
you contribute monthly newsletter articles for the local triathlon club that
reaches 200 people. If you're a coach, tell them you’re a coach and have athletes asking you all the time for product recommendations. Tell them you interact with
hundreds of people each month that may be interested in their product. Tell them ways you can be a vehicle to
deliver their message to their market. If you aren’t a coach or don’t have a lot of
these things on your resume, think outside the box of ways you can get their
product to market or exposure for their brand. There is always a way you can
create value!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"> It’s important to believe in the
people or companies you’re sponsored by. If you truly believe their products or
services are the best, it’s not difficult to refer people to them, as this
comes naturally. If you refer people to the best quality products and services,
you don’t have to worry about your reputation being damaged, as you know
they’ll be please with their experience. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Sponsorship
is like getting a job. It’s often all about who you know. In college business
classes I was told, “your network is your net worth.” I always was a bit
bothered by the quote, as it makes deep and meaningful relationships seem like
they’re always simply established from wrong motivation, through taking
advantage of someone where the goal is selfish benefit from them rather than
honest relationship. However, it can be partially true. Who you know is
valuable. It is the best way to secure a job, though not the only way. Connect
yourself with local shops. Get to know the owners of the local running stores.
Join the local triathlon club; participate in local events, group runs, and
volunteer opportunities. Get connected! Talk to people! Be professional when
doing so, and represent yourself well. The only way I was able to secure a
sponsorship this past season was simply by knowing someone, who knew a company
owner. They were able to put in a good word for me, explain how I was a decent guy
and strong athlete, and I was able to get a foot in the door. Once in the door, you need to prove yourself. The owner didn’t
previously know me, so we would be taking a risk in sponsoring me. Luckily, he was willing to take a risk with me. It’s often
hard to get that foot in the door, but once in, then you have your time to
shine over the next year and prove yourself further. Over time, sponsors will
get to know you and you will have your chance to prove to them you are truly
grateful for their support, and will commit to being a true ambassador for
them. If you owned a company and were looking to hire, would you hire without looking at a resume or doing due diligence, or without an interview? Of course not. If a company doesn't know you, they're taking a risk by sponsoring you. If there's no connection with anyone you know and the company, this is how your blog or website can shed a bit of light about who you are.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">There are a variety of relationship types in sponsorship,
though all are valuable. Many large companies who sponsor many athletes simply
give athletes a discount code for discounted or free product. Athletes can log
in online to the order page of their website, and place an order. They may go 2
years without talking to anyone or seeing a face of anyone associated with the
company. Now, there is nothing wrong with this and companies still see value in
this type of relationship (and in fact sometimes it makes it easier for the
athlete), but at the same time the most meaningful and long-term successful
partnerships are those where a personal relationship is created. It is spending time in person with company
representatives where they will get to know you, and thus (hopefully!) want to
support you further, and at the same time you appreciate the growing friendship
and in return are more motivated to create additional value for them. It is through those relationships where you
are introduced to new people, a new network, and additional relationships and
contacts are made. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><u><span style="font-family: Arial;">What is
the process for sponsorship?</span></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">As I mentioned, first do some brainstorming and see who
exists in your network that may be a good fit for a partnership, or someone to
approach. This could be contacting friends who own businesses, in and outside
of the triathlon industry. Using your network to get a foot in the door is the
first place to start.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Secondly, explore local sponsors, such as teams run out of
local triathlon and running stores, and local athletic-related companies. Most
teams have a paper or online application you can submit. Always include your
race results, highlighting your best (and omitting your worst), but also always
emphasize your community involvement. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Additionally, many large triathlon-related companies have
online applications. You can often find out this info from their website, and
you can almost always find a website of someone in the marketing department to
send an email to if no sponsorship info is posted. A follow-up phone call is
always a good idea, and when possible stop in in-person, as long as you’re not
interrupting them. Asking them for an opportunity to introduce yourself in
person ahead of time is always a great idea. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">There are different ways sponsorships are secured. Some have formal contracts signed by the athlete and company representative. If I was the owner or head of marketing for a company, I certainly would have athletes sign contracts. It is best for everyone, so there is no confusion and expectations are communicated. This can protect relationships down the road as everyone is on the same page. Some companies simply hand out free stuff, with no interest in discussing anything with the athlete about placing their logo anywhere or doing anything in return. In my opinion, they've missed a big opportunity here. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><u><span style="font-family: Arial;">When do
you need to apply?</span></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Most companies have their next years’ budget set by the middle
of the 4<sup>th</sup> quarter of the current year. Most triathlon-related
companies have deadlines for sponsorship requests, and many are as early as the
end of <b>October, or mid-November </b>for
sponsorship for the upcoming triathlon. So, get them in early! It often takes
months to hear back, especially from the large companies that receive hundreds
of sponsorship requests. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">There is not always one correct way to apply for sponsorships.
You can be as creative as you like. Don’t be afraid to try a new approach and
think outside the box. I have written many letters to companies who don’t
formally have a group of sponsored athletes or a sponsorship request process,
and I was surprised by how many were interested in offering me a few products
for free, such as a few pairs of sunglasses, clothing, or some nutritional
products, even though they typically don’t sponsor many or any athletes.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><u><span style="font-family: Arial;">Is
sponsorship worth my time?</span></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Only you can ask yourself this question. Remember the
opportunity cost principle from business class in college? Approaching sponsors
takes time. If you have the opportunity to make money during the time spent
applying for sponsors, you may consider whether it’s worth it or not. Remember,
even if you don’t secure large sponsorships this year, a foot in the door
starts a relationship, which would prove to be more and more valuable as time
goes on, so it may end up more valuable than you first anticipate. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><u><span style="font-family: Arial;">What can
I expect to receive from companies?</span></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">I don’t know any non-professional triathletes receiving cash
sponsorships. I know a few who receive free product, but most sponsorships with
athletes at this level of competition involves a large discount off products or
services. Now, I did mention it’s not all based on results. This is true, but
being a great athlete sure does help, as naturally you have opportunities to be
in the spotlight if you’re frequently on the podium. Sponsors want to total
package. Unless you are a top professional, do not expect to secure a bike
sponsor in the form of a free bike. The markup on bikes in retail shops is not
nearly as large as something like running shoes for example, which you can
usually figure costs a shop about half of what their retail price is. Bikes are
a much larger investment for a shop, and thus shops don’t have the ability to
offer free bikes. Large bike companies sponsor many of the top professionals a
free bike (and sometimes additional cash), but unless you’re one of them, your best
bet on getting a deal on a bike is going through a local dealer shop. You will
have a much better chance through a dealer than contacting a bike company
directly. Is a bike company more likely to respond to an email or phone call
from you, an individual triathlete who’s done nothing for them yet, or a shop
manager who just purchased 20 bikes from them? Applying for a shop sponsorship or a bike
company sponsorship with the help of a shop employee you have a relationship
with is your best bet.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"> If you’re a mid-level professional,
a more realistic expectation is to be given the chance to buy a bike at pro
pricing, or about 50% off retail. Now, if you get a pro deal on a bike, expect
to be able to sell it at the end of the year for around near what you paid for
it, or possibly slightly above that. Depreciation on new bikes is huge! That
said, you may consider saving some time by buying a 1-3 year old used top of
the line bike on Craigslist or ebay. You may save some time, yet again you may
miss out on the chance to develop a relationship with a bike shop by skipping
out on the attempt.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"> Some people have told me, “Ryan,
free stuff isn’t money, and therefore it’s not worth much.” Remember,
especially if you already own current gear. If you are able to get new gear for
free, such as a wetsuit and speedsuit, or a cycling trainer or bike parts, for
example, you’re able to sell your old gear for cash. Therefore, I argue, free
product is often equal to cash if you’re able to sell and replace your old gear
with it. It’s something to think about
than many people fail to realize. Triathlon gear isn’t cheap!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">There is no one right answer to approaching sponsorship.
Honestly, you have to take each sponsor by a case by case basis – and
truthfully, you never really know what will happen until you have tried. Applying and reaching out can never hurt, if
you have the time. You never know what possible relationships may come from the
process, just be realistic in your expectations, be patient, and understand the
importance that you create value for the company. Most importantly be truly
grateful for companies being willing to support you, and communicate that
gratitude with them. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">I came across an interesting article written by Dan Empfield
of Slowtwitch.com titled <i>Earn the Money</i>
about sponsorship relations and athletes earning their money in a variety of
ways as pro athletes, acting truly as <i>professionals</i>
in all sense of the term. You may find it interesting, as did I. The link can
be found here (as if this post wasn't long enough for you!): </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.slowtwitch.com/Opinion/Earn_the_Money_2334.html">http://www.slowtwitch.com/Opinion/Earn_the_Money_2334.html</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Now, who wants to sponsor me?<br /> </span></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Ryan Borger </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.borgerendurance.com">www.borgerendurance.com</a></span></b></div>Ryan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-59305092116514353252012-02-21T19:39:00.001-08:002012-02-29T13:28:06.871-08:00Introducing the TYR Freak Of Nature Wetsuit from Kompetitive Edge!I'm extremely excited to sport the new TYR Hurricane Freak of Nature wetsuit this year, and partner again with Kompetitive Edge triathlon shop in Denver. There's never been a suit like it.<br />
I came home with the suit extremely excited. So excited, in fact, that my wife said I should document the unveiling of the suit on video! <br />
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To learn more about the technology of the suit, visit the TYR site here:<br />
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<br />Ryan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-30524497294709359622012-02-21T19:16:00.000-08:002012-02-21T19:31:46.997-08:00Daily Fueling: What I Put in my Body<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I am fortunate to once again be part of Powerbar Team Elite this season. It's great to have access to the best sports nutrition products on the market. There is a reason why I sought out Powerbar again this year - their products are simply the best training and race day sport nutrition products out there for. I've used Powerbar products since high school, and have a lot of "Powerbar memories", which include winning a pair of Powerbar running socks at the Boulder Boulder 10k race expo sometime around 1995. (side note: I wore these socks at every dance and formal occasion from middle school, all through high school and college, and yes, even at my wedding. They were the only black socks I had, so I went with them, and had to keep the Powerbar sock tradition alive. And yes, I still have them).<br />
The first time I saw (Powerbar) Power Gel, later to be called Powerbar Gel, and now named Powerbar Energy gel, in use was at the Colorado state high school cross country championships at Kent Denver high school in 1997. I vividly remember my sister sucking down vanilla flavor gel a half an hour before her 5k race. At that point, I'd never tried the stuff, only the bars. My sister was a star high school runner, so I figured what she was doing was right. Obviously I don't believe in the products because she used them in high school. Rather, after years of testing, Powerbar has come up with the most effective formulas for their products. The top endurance athletes in the world, who have access to many different brands, are using Powerbar products - for a reason.<br />
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I want to take you through a few top quality products that I use on a daily basis. For long runs as well as during the 2nd half of hard bike workouts when I have a run immediately off the bike, I use a few gels to keep calories stored up. The gels are a great way to get in calories, along with electrolytes, in a gel form so the stomach can handle it, unlike solids. I can eat solids on the bike ok, but no way can I handle solid foods on the run. Powerbar energy gels are thinner than a lot of other energy gels, like Gu, Accel gel, and Clif Shot. The gels go down quickly and smoothly without sticking to the roof of your mouth like other gels which force you to nearly choke them down. Powerbar energy gels are also great for before early morning runs on days you need to sleep in as much as possible to get valuable sleep, and don't have to wake up 2 hours before running to get in breakfast. <br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAwAjX-Sv7z0qLFhLwe1AbayUSLxhH3WIgk8QsR1-IecuJxciCGDCP1GowqTxe3SpUoK2CjjKEbAZmxBgnG1OMUsuI8wuLrKkOEeVVXyJ-NxA6brprMcN_5_K3VVMaQ41h6IeKnIKAlEw3/s1600/powder.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="183" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAwAjX-Sv7z0qLFhLwe1AbayUSLxhH3WIgk8QsR1-IecuJxciCGDCP1GowqTxe3SpUoK2CjjKEbAZmxBgnG1OMUsuI8wuLrKkOEeVVXyJ-NxA6brprMcN_5_K3VVMaQ41h6IeKnIKAlEw3/s200/powder.jpg" width="200" /></a> After all my hard workouts I make a protein shake consisting of Powerbar ProteinPlus powder, fruit and milk. It provides the amino acids that you
need in order to repair and build lean muscle tissue after your
workouts. In all honesty, this powder is hands down the best tasting protein powder I've ever tried. Try it! The chocolate is my favorite. It tastes amazing, and blends smoothly without lumps after 15 seconds of stirring. It's got 20 grams of protein per serving, and has the PowerBar
TriSource protein blend, which combines whey, soy, and casein. These
protein sources are absorbed by the body at different rates, so they can
deliver a steady supply of amino acids to help reduce muscle breakdown
after exercise, help with the repair of muscle tissue, and build lean
muscle tissue in response to your resistance exercise.<br />
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For all my cycling workouts I go through several bottles of Powerbar
Ironman Perform drink. It's the drink that's served on-course for all
Ironman events. The mix has electrolytes and is a carbohydrate source
that has a
2:1 ratio of glucose to fructose. This blend promotes a faster
delivery of carbohydrate fuel to working muscles than glucose alone, which a lot of other products have.
PowerBar C2MAX dual source energy blend features this research-tested
2:1 ratio and is in several PowerBar products designed to be taken during exercise. C2MAX carbs can be
consumed at 45–90 grams per hour during exercise — in smaller
amounts taken frequently. The lemon-line flavor tastes great also, and I have no sloshing or stomach cramping issues with it, as I have in the past with syrupy drinks like Gatorade.Ryan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-10213124788784606792012-02-15T17:07:00.000-08:002012-02-15T17:17:14.288-08:00Keeping the Body Tuned Up One thing that I have surely learned (the hard way) is that with the amount of training time many of us athletes are putting in, we simply cannot stay perfectly healthy if we neglect the small things we need to do in addition to logging the hours of training. I'm referring to eating healthy, stretching, sleeping enough, and getting regular body work done (which includes things like chiropractic care, massage, and ART - active release technique therapy). If you are unfamiliar with ART, read about it <u></u><a href="http://acceleratehealthpc.com/what-is-art/" target="_blank"><u>HERE</u></a>. Keeping the body in alignment and the muscles loose, balanced, and firing properly, allows us to perform on race day at our best, but it also allows us to train efficiently daily. Many triathletes neglect getting body work done throughout their training cycles, and visit a massage therapist or chiropractor right before a race - and that's it. Similar to car maintenance, the body needs frequent upkeep. We need to keep everything running well and our bodies aligned so that we don't suddenly, one day, find ourselves with an extreme imbalance or nagging injury that could have been prevented. We fill up our gas tanks, change our oil, clean air filters in our cars, and should do so on a regular basis. When we don't, things gunk up and don't run as smoothly. It's a simple analogy, but a very fitting one as well. Our bodies, in my opinion, are much more important than our cars. Cars last for a few years. Bodies last for more than just a few years. Triathletes often put thousands of dollars into aerodynamic bikes, top of the line equipment, and flights to travel to races, when really they are not willing to invest in a big area that will make a real difference on race day. Equipment can only take one so far; we all know that true results come from hard work day in and day out, how well the body can recover from those efforts, and how hard we can push when the gun goes off.<br />
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Today I visited my go to chiropractor and ART specialist <a href="http://acceleratehealthpc.com/about-the-doctor/" target="_blank">Dr. Justin Houck</a> at <a href="http://acceleratehealthpc.com/" target="_blank">Accelerate Health</a> in Denver, where I received a few back and neck adjustments, as well as ART work deep in the glutes, psoas, hip, and shoulder areas. The past few weeks I have been dealing with a slight right hip flexor pain, an area which I believe got inflamed due to a lot of high cadence work and single-leg drills on the bike trainer. Yesterday during my <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi84eNty32-cZ14b4jqbY84EssjvlbiHn7aci18beN2iA7eQrfkK7NRJr4Uhr41tuTNpv7Wc1moK-Ib9XXrpdT2p_RSIvvfoP-rONCsYu-ZOWKcKUlfShO1cOvd84eE8OMSQO6OY3V_zoza/s1600/Dr+Houck+%283%29.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi84eNty32-cZ14b4jqbY84EssjvlbiHn7aci18beN2iA7eQrfkK7NRJr4Uhr41tuTNpv7Wc1moK-Ib9XXrpdT2p_RSIvvfoP-rONCsYu-ZOWKcKUlfShO1cOvd84eE8OMSQO6OY3V_zoza/s320/Dr+Houck+%283%29.JPG" width="320" /></a>swim workout, I had a lot of pain while kicking on both my back and stomach. After the ART session on the right hip flexor, it is feeling good so far. It's clear that staying on top of things is necessary. I first felt the pain three weeks ago on the bike, yet chose to ignore it for a while before coming in. It went away for a week, and then crept back up recently. Neglect will simply make it worse, while frequent visits will prevent these types of small issues from turning into anything. Prevention is just as big of a part of this as dealing with minor issues when they arise. <br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirtAYgDEnJpi6O5ZULM3yAq3uiM7l7_Se_eP0pXGjppOk6PukqkAHixo-ChJKf2JKZmmKuc1qNLlqX6xFX17dIY_Zxo4jy4yERy35hjRS9coLORhl6-Nv0OjRCHP9Cb_OJruBDBHEn6gS2/s1600/Dr+Houck+%284%29.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="149" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirtAYgDEnJpi6O5ZULM3yAq3uiM7l7_Se_eP0pXGjppOk6PukqkAHixo-ChJKf2JKZmmKuc1qNLlqX6xFX17dIY_Zxo4jy4yERy35hjRS9coLORhl6-Nv0OjRCHP9Cb_OJruBDBHEn6gS2/s200/Dr+Houck+%284%29.JPG" width="200" /></a> Dr. Houck is on-board in his support of my racing efforts this year, which I am very grateful for. If you are looking for a Denver-area chiropractor, who also full body certified in Active Release Technique, check out Accelerate Health near Lincoln and 5th Avenue just south of downtown Denver. One of his big areas of focus is treating sports-related injuries. One thing I like about the philosophy of Dr. Houck is that he understands that athletes are athletes, and they still need to train and compete when possible. His goal is to work on athletes and keep them doing what they are doing - to get them back to 100% as quickly as possible. Too often doctors give the "take 2-3 weeks off" prescription before truly assessing an issue or injury, which may not require us to completely stop training, and therefore cause us to lose fitness which took us months to obtain. In addition, Dr. Houck will actually 'see' you, work on you, and talk with you about what is going on. A few other chiropractors I have been to in the past have treated me nothing more than another item in the assembly line - in and out in less than 2 minutes, after being passed along by a number of other office staff before getting my 30 seconds in with the doctor, who you can tell is so rushed to answer any questions that you feel you can't even ask them. <br />
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Take care of your body with regular chiropractic and massage maintenance visits, and take care of yourself before things become an serious issue.Ryan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-13663470531873858022012-01-30T14:12:00.000-08:002012-02-07T20:51:52.900-08:00Pro-Elite Altitude Training Camp #1: Denver, CO<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Training for the 2012 season is underway. This past week kicked off the first big volume training week of the year - which turned out to be my biggest volume week to date. Coach Melissa Mantak headed up her first 8 day elite training camp of the year. While many pro triathletes head to Tuscon, Arizona or Australia at this time of year, we opted to stay close by and train where we are at. Athletes stayed with both myself and Melissa all week, and came from the Denver/Boulder area, Santa Barbara CA, Boston, northern California, and Wisconsin. Melissa is looking to grow these camps in the future and hopes to hold one every few months, either in the Denver area, possibly Colorado Springs and a few out of state. I know I would see huge benefits to taking part in such camps every several months. There are physical gains, but equally important are the mental gains and motivation you take with you after weeks like this.<br />
It's amazing how much easier it is to train all day when you have 8 others training alongside you. Seriously amazing! A 33 hour training week is no problem with a group - it's a bit harder alone, and this is where discipline comes in. I've come away with a few big conclusions. First, these weeks are similar to what many top pros are doing - week after week after week, not just one week. This is what it takes, for many, to succeed at the highest level. I say 'for many', since there are always outliers and those whose bodies react better to lower volume training. Secondly, camps like this can fill the void of a social scene which I feel like I had been craving lately, after hours of training per day solo. I learned a lot more in the past 8 days than anticipated. Each night we held dinner discussions on a variety of triathlon-related topics, and took turns leading discussions and sharing our personal experiences. Lots of great stuff came from everyone. No matter how much you know about the sport, there is ALWAYS a lot more to know. I shared my experiences with muscle cramping in the past, and co-led a discussion on nutrition with Kyle Visin. We also discussed the importance of choosing nutrition products like <a href="http://www.powerbar.com/" target="_blank">Powerbar </a>products, with their "C2MAX" formula of a 2:1 ratio of glucose and fructose, rather than products without both.<br />
My body feels great this week, after a 7 day period of about 32,000 meters of swimming, 61 miles of running, and 13 hours on the bike. We lucked out with pretty good weather all week, other than two runs in the snow - one of which was a 12 miler at the Highline Canal that was pretty memorable - a run in which we took turns slipping on the ice since the thin layer of snow kept us from being able to determine our running surface. Dirt or ice, it all looks the same with a layer of snow over it. We all came back with some good laughs and bit of blood and bruises to leave us with some good visible memories.<br />
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<b><u><i>Elite training camp #1 athletes:</i></u></b><br />
<b>Myself: Denver, CO </b> <br />
<b>Justin Daerr: Boulder, CO</b> - 8:18 at Ironman FL last year and 2nd fastest Ironman time for an American in 2011. Justin is also a coach, and brought with him lots of great information on training, but more importantly true wisdom that only comes from years of experience in the sport. One topic he spoke on that stood out to me was this: We all signed up for triathlon training. We CHOSE this lifestyle. Don't complain, don't get people to feel sorry for us because we have to train all day, and don't act like training all day everyday is so hard. We GET to do it, and it's a privilege. We chose this!<br />
<b>Kyle Visin: Santa Barbara, CA</b> - a friend of mine from California. Also a coach and 9:11 Ironman Kona finisher and top level amateur. I learned a lot from Kyle this week about the ins and outs of complex cycling analysis.<br />
<b>Mark Hillers: Boulder, CO</b> - Mark moved from Texas to chase his dream of becoming a pro triathlete. He's also coached by Melissa. He has a great work ethic, and is never afraid to push the pace. I look forward to seeing him earn his pro license this season at the Ironman 70.3 distance. <br />
<b>Pamela Hutchison:</b> <b>Eureka, CA </b>- Pam also is coached by Melissa, and is a hard working athlete balancing her job as a personal trainer while pursuing triathlon<br />
<b>Jackie Arendt:</b> Wisconsin - Jackie is a Team Timex member and has finished in the top 3 overall/pro division at several Ironman events, including St. George and Louisville. <br />
<b>Jordan Jones: Golden, CO</b> - Jordan came for about half the camp, as he had duties at work for his online ski shop <a href="http://powder7.com/">powder7.com</a>. Jordan is a good friend and former Riptide teammate of mine, a solid all around triathlete who proved last season he is a rising top level triathlete in the US. Solid swim-bike-runner as he qualified for the HyVee 5150 Championships, and looks to do so again in 2012. <br />
<b>Brett Nichols: Boston area, MA</b> - Brett is a first year pro and a top swimmer. He lead the swim workouts all week, which made it nice to just sit in behind and push the pace following his lead. Great person and great athlete.<br />
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Most of the swimming was done at the University of Denver, the best 50m pool in the state. Cycling routes included Red Rocks area, Bear Creek Park, Lookout Mountain, Chatfield Reservoire/Deer Creek Canyon, and Melissa's house for trainer sessions. Runs took place at Bear Creek park, Red Rocks amphitheater area, Washington Park, the Highline Canal, and streets surrounding Melissa's house.<br />
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<u><i><b>The Workouts: (credit: stolen from the blog of Justin Daerr)</b></i></u><br />
Day One: 30 minute easy run, 4 hour moderate ride with two tempo
climbs of ~20-25 minutes of duration up Lookout Mountain. ~5K swim,
short course yards, with a mixture of intensities.<br />
Day Two: 13 mile run with the final 4K uphill (steep) towards the top
of Red Rocks. 5K swim, Long Course, with some pulling. One hour
recovery spin on the trainer.<br />
Day Three: 5K swim, Long Course, challenging main set. 30 minute
skills session with dynamic warm up and run drills followed by a 10K run
on trails. Afternoon ride of nearly 2 hours at moderate, aerobic
effort.<br />
Day Four: 5K swim, Long Course, pulling and fast 50s. 10K run with a
main set of 3x: 10 x 30on/30off. Afternoon trainer ride with threshold
and vo2 main set (2 hours) with 7K tempo run off the bike<br />
Day Five: 5K swim, Short Course Yards, technique focused. 2
hour ride up Lookout Mountain. 45 minute aerobic run off the bike.<br />
Day Six: 5K swim, Long Course, Aerobic/strength with fast 50s.
Afternoon brick workout: bike/run/bike/run/bike/run. Lasted about 3.5
hours with a lot of intensity.<br />
Day Seven: Morning run, aerobic/longer, 90 minutes (about 12 miles) in the snow/ice. 4K swim, Short Course meters, aerobic with skills.<br />
Day Eight: 3.5 hour ride with 50-60 minute tempo climb. 7K easy run in the afternoon.<br />
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Jackie did a great job keeping her blog updated throughout the week. If you're interested in reading more about the camp and day by day recaps, check out her blog at: <a href="http://jackiearendtracing.blogspot.com/">http://jackiearendtracing.blogspot.com</a><br />
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BIG thanks to my coach Melissa Mantak for putting on a great camp. Also thanks to Jason Kask for helping out all week. Jason is currently doing an apprenticeship program for USA Triathlon down in Colorado Springs. Also thanks to Jared & Ryan at <a href="http://www.kompetitiveedge.com/" target="_blank">Kompetitive Edge</a> for helping out with some training supplies, and to <a href="http://www.powerbar.com/" target="_blank">Powerbar </a>for keeping us fueled up. With various Powerbar athletes at camp, we were grateful to have access to the best training nutrition products out there. <br />
Train hard!<br />
-RyanRyan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-17525443774884470522011-11-28T15:39:00.001-08:002011-12-10T05:51:59.652-08:00Guru CR .901 Bike Review: Going Custom For 2012, I will be racing on my new custom <a href="http://www.gurubikes.com/" target="_blank">Guru </a>CR.901 time trial/triathlon rig. I previously never had ridden a custom bike, nor knew much about the custom process. Here I share my opinion on the bike, some thoughts on 'going custom', and compare the bike to a few of my past time trial bikes I have owned, which have been a 2010 Specialized Transition Pro, a 2010 Blue Triad SL, and a 2008 Kuota K-Factor SL.<br />
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I picked up this beauty (recently named the Black Widow due to the black/white color with the dark red Guru sticker on it and a few red parts...cute isn't it ;)) from <a href="http://www.kompetitiveedge.com/" target="_blank">Kompetitive Edge</a>, the premier multisport and swim shop in the Denver area (which just won Competitor magazine's best triathlon shop AND best swim shop for Colorado). KE is one of the only Colorado shops that specializes in setting up triathletes with their perfect custom fit bikes, and the Canadian brand Guru is the leader in custom triathlon rigs. There are times when an athlete fits Guru's stock frames and doesn't need to go custom, but a perfect fit on any stock frame is rare, and many athletes opt for a custom bike to get this ideal and perfect fit. Most people can find a stock frame from a variety of companies that puts them in the ballpark on fit, but it is VERY difficult to set them up perfectly, with angles that enable the most efficient and most comfortable ride. This is where custom has the advantage, and after your first few rides on a custom bike you can feel the difference. <br />
If you're near the Denver area, check out <a href="http://www.kompetitiveedge.com/" target="_blank">Kompetitive Edge</a> and chat with them about seeing if a custom bike makes sense for you. That's what I did, and they're always extremely helpful and super knowledgeable. Explore the custom bike process if you're looking for an ultra- upgrade for next season. If you do look into getting a custom bike made for you, make sure the shop has a reputable fitter taking your measurements. KE teams up with experienced fitter Scott Geffre of <a href="http://www.fitandtri.com/" target="_blank">Fit and Tri</a>
for the custom Guru process. Scott has fit pros and amateurs alike on
custom bikes for over 13 years, so I readily put my trust in the expert. I let Scott take some body measurements, which is the first step in the process. A few days later, he showed me the proofs (below) of what my bike would look like, based on my measurements. After asking if I was ready to pull the trigger on production, I said "let's do this!" without even really looking at the prints. After all, Scott is the expert so I went with it. The cool thing was that when I got the bike made and had the initial fit on it afterwards with Scott, when I placed the stem at the lowest possible position (with no spacers on the steerer tube b/t the stem and head tube), the bike was set up for the most aggressive position I'd ever want to go . Any lower and I would be out of the perfect fit range. I left a few spacers above the stem and didn't cut the steerer tube, since I may want to raise the aerobars slightly down the road for an Ironman distance racing position (more on that later). <br />
The process is pretty simple, and starts
with a few body measurements taken. The measurements are taken in
account, put into a blender and walla!, before you know it, out comes spec
sheets like these: <br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHbSYMA_fHJAK30rfCFaztYMR3qFLv92o9gPbsOB22Q6Xn9vGA62hUQN3OHBcZBHeJj_RCCDdzRuPe9tA6-5D-0QAuN97zVyPvWP-C2YbVBhAntBXNZGb7hum8CC9lYJC7nYaX1KWh_kKX/s1600/Guru+spec1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="216" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHbSYMA_fHJAK30rfCFaztYMR3qFLv92o9gPbsOB22Q6Xn9vGA62hUQN3OHBcZBHeJj_RCCDdzRuPe9tA6-5D-0QAuN97zVyPvWP-C2YbVBhAntBXNZGb7hum8CC9lYJC7nYaX1KWh_kKX/s320/Guru+spec1.gif" width="320" /></a> Let's face it, our world of choosing a triathlon bike usually looks like this: 1) See how much money is in the budget for a bike 2) Find a bike that looks really cool or our top triathlon idol athlete is riding 3) See if our bike fit numbers are somewhere in the ballpark to fit decently on the desired bike 4) Start searching for a bike. Most people start searching for their frame size, i.e. a 56cm or 58cm, and assume that is all that really needs to be known. However, it's important to understand that each bike manufacturer may have very different geometry in the same stated centimeter frame size. Some bikes have longer top tubes, or reach, and others a lot shorter. After any bike fit, you should be able to weed out a few brands that aren't the best option for you. You will be able to find a brand that fits you better than others, but finding one that fits your body perfectly is extremely rare. In most cases you simply cannot get as close to the perfect fit.<br />
Now, just because you go custom doesn't mean you can't ever make any adjustments to the bike. You can't change the frame geometry, but you won't need to nor want to. However, you still can adjust the stem, aerobars, and seat position to dial in the perfect comfort zone. You may be wondering, why would I ever want or need to make adjustments if my bike is a custom fit? Well, bike fitting is still an adaptive process over time, and the proper position on the bike still allows for a small acceptable range. There is not always 1 simple 100% perfect position, but rather a very small range of very good positions. Your body changes over time, and as you get fitter and more flexible, this may change the position you're able to ride in slightly. Muscle flexibility changes are a huge reason you need to keep in mind your bike position still may change slightly in the future, and you may not always want to ride in the same position as far as aggressiveness goes. I personally try to ride in the most aggressive position possible in the bounds of 1) efficiency due to my muscle flexibility (some people aren't flexible enough to ride super aggressive, so it would hurt them rather than do any good, since they wouldn't be able to produce as much power in that position) 2) comfort - knowing I can ride a whole 56 miles in a position and still be able to run well off the bike.<br />
In going custom you still have the ability to change stems, or use a headset spacer to raise/lower the aerobars very slightly, which you may want to do depending on the distance you are racing. Most triathletes are able to ride more agressively for shorter races than longer races. Again, to reiterate, there is still a very small window or range in terms of a near perfect fit, and a custom bike frame will put you in this small window without limiting you 100% and still enabling you to make a few minor adjustments. With a proper custom bike and fit, you will be within the perfect appropriate adjustable range, which is hard to do with most bikes. The reason why custom bikes make sense, is simply because this range is very small are often hard to hit. Are custom bikes necessary for all? No, they are a luxury option for those who value precision, ultimate efficiency and comfort.<br />
My previous bikes all were made by reputable companies, and I liked them for the most part, but I will say I feel the most comfortable and sturdy on the Guru. No, I am not paid by Guru to say these things, nor am I a Guru sponsored athlete. I'm sharing my experience in going custom. This season I raced on a Specialized Transition Pro. Being a 'weight weenie' concerned about every little thing, I was curious to compare the weight of the Guru to other<br />
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bikes. Even though weight on a TT bike is a lot less important than on a road bike (aero trumps weight), unless you're riding a very hilly course, I still think weight is very important. This is especially the case for multi-loop courses with sharp 180 degree turns, where you are decelerating and accelerating numerous times during the race. I weighed the Transition Pro with the same training wheelset & components as the Guru, and the Guru was slightly lighter even though the frame size was slightly larger. The Guru CR.901 (Guru's top of the line custom bike) weighs less or near it's competitors - top of the line carbon fiber time trial bikes.<br />
More important than weight was my discovery in the feel of the ride. At the Capital of Texas Triathlon this year, I used a Zipp 900 rear disc wheel with a Zipp 808 front. It was very very windy, and I had a horrible time trying to stay in the aerobars due to the deep wheelset and wind. In fact, in training as well, the winds affected me all year more than I thought they should. I didn't feel as confident in the aerobars, and confidence is a must have in order to focus, relax, and hammer on the bike. On my custom Guru, the #1 difference I notice is the stability and comfort in the aerobars in the wind. Scott, who fit me on the Guru, explained this is a result of being properly positioned on the bike, specifically the front of the bike. Weight distribution is correct.<br />
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I liked my Blue Triad SL a lot. It's was a nice bike, though I enjoy having 2 water bottle cage mounts on the frame - I only had one on the Blue and Specialized, so I had to rig up a rear seat water bottle holder. The Blue also had an integrated seat post, which was a serious pain for traveling with the bike as the bike barely fit in my travel case (since it was a size Large) - not to mention that you had to cut the carbon fiber seat post just to lower it, and there is no going back once you do. Another benefit of the Guru is that the frame allows enough width to run a 23mm rear tire. My Blue Triad wouldn't fit anything over 21mm wide in the rear. I also enjoy that the rear brake is easier to access and adjust. It is not tucked under the (bottom bracket area of the) bike like many aero TT bikes now have it, so it may not be quite as aerodynamic. However, with the aero frame of the Guru, the better comfort and stable ride of the Guru, it is worth it to me and those time-saving advantages are far more beneficial. The advantages of being able to produce more power in my ideal position outweigh a slightly more aero rear brake caliper. Also, it is very easy to adjust, and I don't have to worry about the brake rubbing my rear tire as much, since it was hard to adjust the rear brake on past bikes. Another advantage to the Guru CR.901 is the ability to run a standard bottom bracket or a BB30. This is rare! Most bikes come with one type, but the Guru allows the option for both with inserts. I recently swapped out my standard bottom bracket with a BB30 for increased stiffness and feel in acceleration. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These red bottom bracket cups were replaced with a BB30 / internal bottom bracket/crankset</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My Guru features a tall, custom 19cm head tube. That's what I get for being almost 6'3"!</td></tr>
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Its crazy to look back at my own bike evolution. I started out on a 60cm 2005 Trek Madone road bike which was WAY too big for me. I had no idea what a fit was supposed to feel like, which is to be expected as a beginner in the sport. Over time, I have learned, and felt, the benefits of a perfect fitting bike. When you are trying to compete at the top level of the sport, the details matter. If you're searching for the perfect fit, going custom is something to consider. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The steed of my 2009 season, my first triathlon season</td></tr>
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</div>Ryan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-26818796696663368962011-10-11T09:13:00.000-07:002011-10-13T22:11:43.587-07:00What Happened in Chicago? Ups & Downs & Rev3 South Carolina: my first ½ IronmanMy blog on race reports and updates has been a bit quiet recently.
After some discouraging events, there was not a lot for me to say as far as
positive happenings, and what fun is it to report on the negative? The past few
months I have been trying to figure out a lot of things, after a few events with some ups and downs. Life is full of ups
and downs, and we cannot expect anything different. It always remains a goal of mine to try to keep things in perspective during the low times as well. Triathlon is important, especially when the majority of your day - every day - is focused on it, but like any job that one has, there are many
more important things in life. When things aren’t as we always
wish they were, the option we have is to do our best in turning things around,
which often means changing attitude or perspective - a challenging task at
times.<br />
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I had a five week period of almost no running coming off a bursitis knee
injury, and motivation was like a roller coaster for me both before and after the injury. Some days training was
fine, other days I dreaded it. I’d go for a week straight dreading my long solo
training days, not enjoying it much at all, cutting some workouts short, and wondering
where my spark had gone. If you're winning races every weekend, it's VERY EASY to be motivated, but when you slave yourself to training all day every day and do see the results, you start to hear the little voices around you inflicting doubt, telling you that you are wasting your time, and that you should be putting your energy into something else. I also was occupied with odd jobs, and got sick a few
times. Motivation fluctuated, though I still had a few decent training weeks here and
there and decided I was fit enough to race again. By race
week I was ready to go, motivated again, fitter than I had been in a while and ever since coming back from the injury, and
was set up for a great race at the uber-competitive Chicago Triathlon, part of the Lifetime Fitness Series. My relatives drove from Iowa and Michigan to watch me
race as well, so it was an important race in my mind. All things were looking
good, and then you realize life doesn’t always go as planned.</div>
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The start gun went off. The swim in Lake Michigan was one of the
roughest water swims I'd done yet due to the high winds. It was a battle out there with many
of the top Olympic distance men in the sport from all over the world. About
halfway into the swim, I felt my hamstring start to tighten up, a similar
feeling as those I’d had in nearly every race of my first season in which I was
haunted with muscle cramping nearly every race. Since then, I had worked on
nutrition, had another year of training under my belt, and thought my cramping
woes were a thing of the past. The
cramps came, so I tried a few breaststroke kicks to loosen it up. I got through the swim and hobbled out of the
swim exit and shuffled through the 600m run to transition 1. Eventually I got to the bike, mounted,
and was able to ride for about 30 seconds just fine. When I got mmy speed up and was ready to slip into my bike shoes, my leg totally seized up, and I was unable
to bend it in any way. One of my most severe and painful cramps to date, I was
left coasting slowly on the bike with my legs dangling, totally locked straight. Unsuccessfully trying to shake it out, eventually
I was slowed to a stop and left on the side of the road for two or three
minutes unable to move any part of my left leg from foot to hip. After a few minutes and after most of the
male pros who were behind me had passed me, the muscle finally leg go a bit and
I was able to bend my leg and slip into my bike shoes. I was shocked,
frustrated, and angry, so attempted to ride hard into the wind and make up a
bit of ground. After about 3 minutes
pushing the pace, the muscle seized up again, and once again was unable to bend my leg and therefore couldn't pedal.
This was the trend for the next 30 minutes, off and on, and I found myself on the
side of the road several times as I could only coast until the spasm left and I
was able to bend the leg again. I couldn’t go on any more; I’ve never wanted to
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I got back to my homestay's apartment just a few blocks from the race while most of the men were finishing the bike course. I thanked my homestay for the place to stay, packed my bike, and left Chicago on a very low note. I
had flown across the country to race, my relatives had come a long ways to
watch, and I had spent money to get there. I was flat out discouraged, and had let more than just myself down. It took
some time to put in the past, but I understand the need to get out of mental
ruts, frustrations, and move forward. It does no good dwelling on things in the past we cannot change. </div>
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On the flight home I decided to do
everything possible to get the cramping figured out. It was my only option, or
trying to race would be pointless and I decided if I can't figure out the cramping issues, I'm done with triathlon. The next week I got extensive blood lab test
done (all electrolyte levels, metabolic panel, vitamin D, serum ferritin (iron
stores), allergens, etc) as well as met with sports nutritionist & fellow <a href="http://www.kompetitiveedge.com/">Kompetitive Edge</a> athlete <a href="http://www.fuel4mance.com/">Bob Seebohar</a>.
The causes of muscle cramping are not totally known, apart from what most people
think. Most common theories include lack of electrolyte balance, muscle
fatigue, and dehydration, but extensive tests have been done and really results have varied. My electrolyte
levels were in the normal range, vitamin D was high, but I did discover a few
food sensitivities & food allergies that I have, such as wheat, carrots, peanuts,
and soybeans. My Chicago race day
breakfast included wheat bread with chunky peanut butter & a few handfuls
of peanuts. So…I was hoping this was part of the cramping equation. I also believe this is likely part of the
reason I’ve struggled with respiratory issues and have been trying to
figure that out for over a year,. Bob and
I came up with a plan for next race that involved electrolyte loading the night
before, morning of, and during the race. He said it’s worked with a few of his
athletes in the past. Bob is a USAT level 3 certified coach, was the 2008 Olympic triathlon team sport
dietician, and has a hundred other certifications under his belt. He thought that even though my electrolyte levels were in the
normal ranges for most people, I may not be able to be treated as the typical American, especially as
someone racing at a high intensity and prone to muscle cramping. I knew it was not a 100% certain fix, as cramping
can be numerous things, but the plan (detailed below) was definitely worth a shot.</div>
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The way the season had gone, a month after Chicago I felt like I had nothing to
lose in trying new things out. I wasn't going to race until I had a plan to try to solve the problem. I have realized having a plan and experimenting is often the only way to
find out what works. I also was in need of something new and fresh to motivate me. So, two
weeks prior, I signed up for last Sunday’s<a href="http://www.rev3tri.com/"> Rev3 South Carolina</a> half
ironman. I’d never raced a 70.3 distance race before, and hadn’t really trained
specifically for one, but have always wondered how I would do. There was also a chance to speak at a Tri Inspire event put on by <a href="http://www.multisportministries.com/">Multisport Ministries</a> there, which would give me another opportunity to create a bit of balance with triathlon. I adjusted my training a bit to get in some more volume, did
three 14+ mile runs in those 2 weeks as well as some longer brick workouts and
rides. I also did a few local races to earn a bit of prize money and get in
some harder training efforts in. A bit of last minute emergency long-course
training, but I had put in a lot of base work this season which I was sure
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Entering the race I was extremely nervous after Chicago, but
like I said I had committed to trying everything possible leading up to the
race to avoid future cramping issues. Some people think this is excessive or
crazy, but yet again most people don’t cramp 10 minutes into their swims on
race day. Every body is different and needs to be treated differently. You
cannot prescribe the same plan to all triathletes, even when they race the same distance, and the best way to figure
out a plan that works for you is simply trying different things in training and racing. I’m currently
on the plane heading home and have been reading 2-time Ironman World Champion
Chris McCormack’s book <u>I’m Here To Win</u>. I found the following quote relevant.</div>
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<i><b>“You’ve got to be willing to humble yourself and control
every factor as much as you can in order to give yourself the best chance to
perform well.”</b></i></div>
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I came up with the "try everything possible for anti-cramping" plan that included:</div>
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massages the week prior to the race</li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in;">High
spinach/veggie intake</li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in;">Gluten
& peanut free eating for 3 weeks prior</li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in;">Epsom
salt bath the night before the race</li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in;">Using
my homemade Ryobi reciprocating saw-converted into muscle massager the
night before and morning of race, self-massaging the legs</li>
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tablet loading prior to & during the race</li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in;">Daily
multivitamin, magnesium, and fish oil supplement</li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in;">Trying
to calm nerves and sleep more than the usual 1-2 hours the night before
the race (unfortunately that didn’t happen)</li>
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a bottle of pickle juice before the race (Kevin, introduced below, swears
by it (high in sodium as well), though I didn’t end up trying it)</li>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1s_mQFL3SUtP-XvlzzOkWbWULzZZ9LUcdS33NGx9cTIE9Hm7f7IlmrJrDRVavokd9FLUCXlskw2OHRfVk5EcDQmnXtjiX4BPGWe09ZUt5P7LbvCWhYMasUCttX2NMvpVeybXOuvHdVuzL/s1600/photo%25281%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1s_mQFL3SUtP-XvlzzOkWbWULzZZ9LUcdS33NGx9cTIE9Hm7f7IlmrJrDRVavokd9FLUCXlskw2OHRfVk5EcDQmnXtjiX4BPGWe09ZUt5P7LbvCWhYMasUCttX2NMvpVeybXOuvHdVuzL/s320/photo%25281%2529.JPG" width="320" /></a>The Rev3 South Carolina ½ iron distance race had about 40
male pros, a large and very talented field with top athletes from the US,
Australia, New Zealand, Germany, Great Britain, Ukraine, & Russia. It was Rev3’s largest pro field
to date. I finished 22<sup>nd</sup>. The
goals of the race were to 1) not cramp 2) not bonk 3) race mentally strong 4)
finish in the top 1/2. I honestly didn’t know what to expect, being my first
half, though came home pleased with the effort being my first one, and knowing
with ½ Ironman focused training I may do well with this distance in the future. </div>
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The day before the race I tweaked a deep neck muscle somehow
turning my head during the pro meeting. Maybe it was the nerves and looking around and the competition! ;) Not exactly what I needed right then.
Unable to turn my head to the left at all, luckily Rev3 had a crew of volunteer
ART (active release technique) practitioners at the expo. It’s somewhat similar
to massage though uses different techniques – kinda like a mix of massage and
chiropractic. I met Kevin, an ART specialist and Rev3 staff member. He worked
on me for about 30 minutes on the spot, and another 15 minutes a few hours
later that evening, which I was very grateful for. It helped some, but mostly
only temporarily. I knew the neck pain
was something I’d just have to try to deal with come race morning. Luckily, I mostly breathe to
the right side in race swimming.</div>
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I swam fairly conservatively knowing the importance of
staying relaxed in the long race, though probably should have swam harder to
connect with the large group ahead of me instead of swimming mostly solo
without the opportunity to draft. Onto the bike I raced using my power meter for
the first time outside of training. It helped me keep my wattage somewhat steady on the flats and
hills to not totally cook my legs.My normalized power ave was 274 watts over the course (power file is <a href="http://www.trainingpeaks.com/sw/T5EBO3F2Y7L3QG3CEXDNWT6CDA"><u><b>HERE</b></u></a>). The last 10 miles of the bike I began to
struggle a bit in the strong winds, and felt the legs wanting to tighten up a
bit. I was ready to be off the bike. The run started with 2 miles of light
muscle cramping which forced me to run slowly around a 7:30 or so pace, but I managed to get in 5 salt tablets between miles 1 & 2 which seemed to ward them off. I ran a 1:22 half marathon (6:18 average pace)
after a very hard windy and hilly bike course, with two very slow miles at the
start and a very slow mile 13, so I likely was running around 6 minute pace for
most of the run. With proper training I know I can run sub 1:20 off the bike. I need to be able to run a steady, consistent effort the entire 13.1. I ran most of the ½ marathon with my friend and trip roommate
<a href="http://ryanborger.blogspot.com/2011/09/athlete-interview-brooks-cowan-rookie.html">Brooks Cowan</a>. We swapped places a handful of times, and were able to encourage
each other a bit throughout the run to keep fighting. All in all, I felt strong on the day, followed
my nutrition plan pretty well without any energy lows, which I believe was
crucial, and enjoyed the challenge.</div>
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My plan was to take in around 3500mg of sodium the night
before, 800-1000mg at breakfast, and around 1000mg/hour during the race. What
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Saltstick tablets post-dinner (1 tablet every 10 mins, 250mg sodium per
tablet + other 4 electrolytes. Don’t try this at home ;) )</li>
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salt (magnesium) bath. Part of this was to soak/rub my neck as well in
hopes of relieving the pain. </li>
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dinner of spinach salad, rice, chicken, fruit. Gluten free.</li>
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fish oil, multivitamin supplement</li>
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Race morning:</div>
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Saltstick tablets (1500mg)</li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list: l1 level1 lfo3; tab-stops: list .5in;">3
packets oatmeal, banana, fruit, gluten free muffin, some rice</li>
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fish oil, multivitamin supplement</li>
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<li>1 package Generation UCAN starch drink</li>
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56 mile bike:<br />
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<li>10 Saltstick tablets (2500mg sodium + other electrolytes)</li>
<li><span style="font-family: Symbol;"><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span>1 Powerbar</li>
<li>3 Powerbar gels</li>
<li>20 oz. wild cherry Pepsi</li>
<li>3 bottles on course Gatorade Endurance</li>
<li>1 package Generation UCAN starch drink<span style="font-family: Symbol;"><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Symbol;"><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span>Half bottle of water (end of bike)</li>
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<li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list: l3 level1 lfo5; tab-stops: list .5in;">12
Saltstick tablets (3000mg sodium)</li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list: l3 level1 lfo5; tab-stops: list .5in;">Cup of
on course Gatorade</li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list: l3 level1 lfo5; tab-stops: list .5in;">Cup of
water</li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list: l3 level1 lfo5; tab-stops: list .5in;">Cup of
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Now that’s a ton of stuff to take in, but I believe I needed it. Do most 1/2 Iron athletes do this? No they don't. Everyone's needs are different.
As soon as the cramping came, I took the salt, and it was gone within a minute.
I was actually very surprised by this. I wouldn’t recommend this much salt for
anyone and everyone, as you need to be careful with large amounts of sodium
during races. It can cause water retention, bloating, and the inability to
urinate if you consume too much. I
believe the reason why I was able to process it all without any GI issues was the
fact that I stayed extremely hydrated the entire race, which is crucial (having to use the restroom a few times during the race..I'll not go into details on that one ;). </div>
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<a href="http://www.rev3tri.com/">Rev3</a> puts on incredible races, and their series is growing fast. You all need to do a Rev3. By far the most professional done events that exist. They go big on everything compared to everyone else (prize $, race coverage, videos, recaps, website, free stuff, jumbotrons, semi trucks, a big stage, race expo, free pro race entries, family friendly venues (Amusement parks, hot air balloon rides, etc)). </div>
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I will likely turn my focus to half iron (70.3) distance racing for 2012,
as I believe it’s likely my best distance with the appropriate training. I return from South Carolina in good spirits
and highly motivated. I also take lessons from the weeks prior to Chicago and
know the importance of living a balanced lifestyle in which you are able to
enjoy what you are choosing to do, which in turn keeps motivation high and a
healthy outlook on things. Thanks to Trevor Stultz & the
men of Multisport Ministries for housing me in their campground cabin the night
after the race, and for the great fellowship this weekend as well and all the support from MsM. Also thank you to Jared & Ryan at <a href="http://www.kompetitiveedge.com/">Kompetitive Edge</a> triathlon store in Denver. They have also become like family to me, and their support has absolutely blown me away this year! Check out the store or have Ryan give your bike a tune up. He's the best bike mechanic known to man. No, I'm not kidding either. Thanks for
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Here is the Rev3 Race Video: <a href="http://www.vimeo.com/30297618">http://www.vimeo.com/30297618 </a><br />
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...and a photo from the Thursday prior to the race. I had the chance to speak to a PE class at Platte River Academy about bikes, triathlon, and life. They loved the bike, were shocked to feel how light race wheels truly are, and I enjoyed showing off the gear to the kids. </div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Athlete Interview #1 : Brooks Cowan</b></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBXayp9V4jshnLqWOeVpGcAPaqH8Oyi4Xw9RNObiu5KVJFq0VRPq5Z1MRs2KJjmxsZ21h-x1OB6Ts3KEhmdsZjQh94zdqxf2S3oOkZty64RIYaP2GmnGuOn-jn4q5HCT2y3nVl8XGu2weX/s1600/Brooks1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBXayp9V4jshnLqWOeVpGcAPaqH8Oyi4Xw9RNObiu5KVJFq0VRPq5Z1MRs2KJjmxsZ21h-x1OB6Ts3KEhmdsZjQh94zdqxf2S3oOkZty64RIYaP2GmnGuOn-jn4q5HCT2y3nVl8XGu2weX/s320/Brooks1.jpg" width="250" /></a><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">This is the first of (hopefully) a handful of <b>Borger Endurance athlete interviews</b>. People often wonder what the life of pro triathlete is like, and hopefully this interview sheds a bit of light on the topic. As you will read, the life of many top pros who make a fine living in the sport is very different from the life of many rookie pros trying to make a name for themselves in the sport - sometimes struggling to get by financially while they pursue their dreams in sport. A highlight of being relatively new to the sport, such as in the case of 1st year pro <a href="http://brookscowan.blogspot.com/">Brooks Cowan</a>, is the excitement that lies in the unknown. Athletes relatively new to the sport may have no clue what their potential is, since they haven't tested themselves across all distances yet. Cowan <a href="http://brookscowan.blogspot.com/"> </a> had never raced an Ironman, much less even a half iron distance triathlon. He had never trained for one either, but that didn't stop him for his random decision to see how far his body could take him, after a friendly discussion among friends turned into a bet. Brooks shared some thoughts on his 9:00:06 finish at the <a href="http://rev3tri.com/cedar-point/cedar-point-news/">Rev3 Cedar Point</a> iron distance triathlon, which landed him a 6th place finish and a (much needed) $2750 paycheck.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><u>Borger Endurance:</u> Can you give me a quick bio & tell me a bit about your athletic background</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><b><u>Brooks Cowan:</u> I’m 24 years old and grew up
swimming for Anderson Barracudas in Ohio
and Mach 3 Flyers in Minnesota. <a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1887365497"> </a><a href="http://www.beckylavelle.com/">Becky Lavelle</a> and I were on the same team at
one point, small world right? I Played
soccer as well and quit swimming in 7<sup>th</sup> grade to focus on that. I walked on to Miami (Ohio) University
Track & Cross Country team, mainly as an 800 runner, but I had a bunch of
injuries and started swimming again to cross train when I was 19. I hopped into a club meet and went 55.5 in
the 100 fly and 51.0 in the 100 free so I thought once my legs get healthy, I
should get into triathlon.
Unfortunately, by the end of junior year I had had 4 stress fractures
and Achilles tendonitis. I decided to
walk on to Miami’s
swim team as a 100-200 butterflyer my senior year, enjoy being on a team and
competing for my school, and give my legs a break. I’ve had a few blips here and there but since
summer 2009, I’ve been fairly consistent and healthy and have seen a steady
progression in my triathlon performances. </b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><u>BE</u>: </span><span style="font-size: small;">You previously were training in Boulder, Colorado then recently moved away from the mecca of triathlon. Why did you decide to
leave, and where are your living now?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV0R6cv0Meub6toVkcBXCuOtC0zSdQamFjuDvNZnKlkxCBCy0I3TRLLq2mqUaq0MUHS7Urp02uUSjo8QMmrzII0DyzyvU4DWlL00ChcAedtn4l8Rmx2yhhzQJzsO19_ducRgatEQokktT5/s1600/Brooks2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV0R6cv0Meub6toVkcBXCuOtC0zSdQamFjuDvNZnKlkxCBCy0I3TRLLq2mqUaq0MUHS7Urp02uUSjo8QMmrzII0DyzyvU4DWlL00ChcAedtn4l8Rmx2yhhzQJzsO19_ducRgatEQokktT5/s320/Brooks2.jpg" width="212" /></a><i><b><u>Cowan</u>: What brought me out to Colorado
was a forestry crew job doing beetle kill removal, trail maintenance, and other
odd jobs for Colorado State Parks. Once
that ended in December I started working in bars during the night while
spending my days training. I spent so
much time driving from Denver
to Boulder that
I decided to move there and really make an effort to become a great
triathlete. I spent a year training with
the best in the world by day and working in bars and t-shirt stores by
night, in order to be able to afford it. My [usual] work schedule changed while I was away at a race, and I got fired for missing a
shift. They often give employees a
strike and second chances, but I was told I was showing up too tired from training to do a good job
as a busser/barback . My lease
was up in a month and the idea of finding a new job, new apartment, security
deposit, and trying to make it to races was too daunting. So, I packed up and
left.</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><b>I learned that living in Boulder
doesn’t make people fast, but rather out-hustling the competition does. Most top triathletes were fast before they
moved to Boulder, and I can train hard anywhere. Traveling to races from Colorado was very expensive as well. Leaving Colorado allowed me to race the Evergreen Triathlon on
my way home to Troy, Michigan as well as placed me within a 4 hour drive of the Columbus
Triathlon, the Chicago Tri, and Rev 3 Cedar Point.
I was able to carpool to Chicago with friends and thankfully didn’t have to pay for gas or housing, which was a help.</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><u>BE</u>: Explain how your life has been as a
first-year/rookie pro this year? </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAVhl_HR89t0g3UBx6dKszZPoKbVeofhnrTSoP_DprnZvT_VcYmRe1dZBvLb9CeVpTQg7Q_QhXy7w2C7ED-_Uej3wbyNNTFiewvjLouTNqJhzQ83t986jXKULScVQpvadU55I2Bm1U4Ips/s1600/205824_10100207888571508_7715819_49007340_804977_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="223" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAVhl_HR89t0g3UBx6dKszZPoKbVeofhnrTSoP_DprnZvT_VcYmRe1dZBvLb9CeVpTQg7Q_QhXy7w2C7ED-_Uej3wbyNNTFiewvjLouTNqJhzQ83t986jXKULScVQpvadU55I2Bm1U4Ips/s320/205824_10100207888571508_7715819_49007340_804977_n.jpg" width="320" /></a><b><i><u>Cowan:</u> Tiring but fun. I really enjoy spending my weekends racing and trying to go as fast as possible.
I often catch myself complaining about the cost of the sport and have to
remind myself what a privilege it is to race in the elite wave and the chance to try and
chase down the best in the world. It’s a
great way to see new places, meet new people, and challenge myself to do the
best I can. I love racing and am trying
to learn as much as possible. I feel
like I have a better understanding about what I’m up against and what I need to
do this fall and winter going into my second year as an elite. Only a handful of American triathletes are
truly competitive at age 24, especially at non-drafting. So, although Matt Reed,
Andy Potts, and Greg Bennett have been kicking my butt by 10 minutes, it’s a
great life experience. Trying to become
a pro triathlete will give you a lot of life-reps which builds strong
character.</i></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><u>BE:</u></span><span style="font-size: small;"> A few weeks ago after the Chicago
Triathlon you told me you were headed home, going to look for a
"real" business job, as opposed to working in restaurants and bars as
you have the past few years. Is this still the plan? If so, how will this fit
with your triathlon training? After hearing that, I got the feeling you were
sick of living the poor man's life, working late hours at restaurants while
trying to train a lot during the day, and thinking of moving on from the sport. Is this true, or was I
wrong? After going 9 flat in the Ironman at your first run at it, seems like it
would be hard to stop now, right?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><b><u>Cowan:</u> Working in bars meant that I made
most of my money on weekends, so leaving town for a race was a big opportunity
cost. I was 12<sup>th</sup> at Escape
from Alcatraz, 1:30 behind the final money spot, and I got home Monday night with 67
cents to my name. My next shift wasn’t until 5pm Tuesday so all I had to eat was
10 eggs and a jar of salsa between the time.
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><b>I would like to prevent
situations like that, which is why I have been applying for business jobs. I’ve worked 30-50 hours a week in restaurants
getting home between 2-4 am
so a 9am-5pm job seems
pretty nice to me. That way I could
afford triathlon equipment, not have to borrow everything, and have weekends
off to go to races. I’m not moving on
from triathlon, I would just like to make the bulk of my income on weekdays so
I can travel on weekends. </b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><b>That 9 flat Ironman and the
paycheck with it has been quite a teaser.
9:00 doesn’t pay the
bills but based on my preparation and knowledge of the event, it makes me
wonder how much faster I can be. Racing
fast takes patience and hard work and this sport isn’t cheap so I need to find
a way to pay for it. The idea of being a
couch surfing triathlete is always lingering in the back of my head though.</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><u>BE:</u> You recently decided to hop in the
Rev3 Cedar Point Iron distance race two weeks ago, and surprised a few people
with a 9:00 & 6th place
finish. What made you sign up for that race after racing strictly Olympic
distance races this season, and much less only training for the Olympic distance? Did you do any half iron distance races, or skip
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><b><u>Cowan:</u> Since I returned to Michigan, my high school
4x800m teammates and I have gotten together every Tuesday night for beers. We all competed in college and still do races
so it’s been fun to catch up. The
Tuesday before the Chicago Triathlon we were speculating how fast I could do an
Ironman. I said that if I had a great
day, I could go 50-5:00-3:00 [sub 9 hours] but they didn’t believe me. The more I talked about it the more I
believed I could. I also had two broken
bikes of my own, one borrowed bike that was broken, and was currently borrowing
Mike Luginbill’s bike, one of the friends I was debating this with. Looking at the Rev 3 prize purse I thought I
might as well go for it, I’ve got nothing to lose and any cash prize would help
me get my bikes fixed. So I signed up
without having done a 70.3 or even a marathon before. $2750 is a nice reward and I am in the
process of getting my own bikes fixed up.</b></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><u>BE:</u> </span><span style="font-size: small;">What was your training like leading
into the race? Did you get in any longer workouts? You can't really just 'wing-it' going out fast in an Ironman and not blow up completely, or can you?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b><i><u>Cowan:</u> I signed up a couple days after
the Chicago Triathlon. I went out to
Stoney Creek MetroPark three times and did acceleration rides around the 10k
loop with each lap getting faster. 48
miles on Aug 31st, 60
miles on Sept 4, and 48 miles again on Sept 7.
I did a good job of locking into my goal Ironman pace because I basically
hit the same pace during the race.</i></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b><i><u>Cowan:</u> I read somewhere that Paula
Newby Fraser described the Ironman as “crisis management” which could also be an
accurate description of my day-to-day life.
What was interesting about the Ironman race was the internal debate
going on in my mind. For 7 of the 9
hours, I had the option of speeding up, slowing down, or maintaining, and kept
having to decide…over and over. My
mentality going in was “get after it.” 140
miles is going to hurt no matter what so I figured going harder than what felt
comfortable, chasing the guys ahead of me, and trying to hold off the guys
behind me would get my adrenaline going and make the race go by faster. </i></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b><i>I crashed so hard the last 13
miles though, it was brutal. It was a 2
lap run and my 1<sup>st</sup> lap was a 1:30 [1/2 marathon]. After that I had to stop a bunch because my
legs were locking up from cramps. I kept
repeating to myself, “Cramp & Rally Baby!”
I brought it home in a 1:44
2<sup>nd</sup> lap, good enough for a 3:14
marathon. This was also the first time I
had ever run more than 16 miles so I think with better pacing, nutrition, and
focused training I can do much better.</i></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><b><u>Cowan:</u> I wanted to grab a Gatorade and a GU at every aid station, but I knew I might
be in trouble when I wasn’t seeing any GU at the aid stations. I only taped 4 GUs to my bike and was able to
grab 2 more on the bike course but I will definitely have more than 6 next
time. I had 7 Gatorades and 2x Red Bulls
on the bike as well, which I think was a mistake. Next time I will have a lot more Gatorade and
Gels on the bike and then save the red bull for my special needs bag on the run
so the Sugar crash/caffeine crash doesn’t hit me in the middle of the run, that
was really rough.</b></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><u>BE:</u> </span><span style="font-size: small;">Had you been working with a coach at
all this year? If so, were they supportive of this jump into the Ironman
distance race without perhaps, ideal Ironman training?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b><i><u>Cowan:</u> I worked with Grant Holicky and
Neal Henderson at Apex Coaching from April to mid July. I’ve just been coaching myself since leaving Colorado. They are awesome coaches who really helped me
out and I enjoyed training with that group.
I used to work 5pm to 2am,
get up at 7:30am and then do
a swim-bike- run workout with them from 8am
to almost 1pm so I figured
if I could get through that, I could get through an Ironman, especially after
those computrainer days ;) Since then
I’ve been on the wake-up and make something up plan.</i></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><u>BE:</u> </span><span style="font-size: small;">Is it true you raced on a
borrowed bike, and stayed up til past midnight
the night before watching TV with your homestay? </span></div>
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borrowed bike of the year. The only
semi-functional bike of mine is a beaten up 9 speed 2005 trek 1500 (Discovery
edition!). I would borrow Doug Maclean’s
backup 2006 Felt B2 for races, and then I borrowed his road bike for an ITU
race. The steer tube on his Felt B2
cracked and is past the 5 year warranty so I was able to get a Felt B16 loaner
4 weeks ago from Mike Luginbill. Huge
thanks to these guys, without them I’d just be doing aquathlons…which wouldn’t
be too bad. Getting a position locked in
while having to borrow bikes gets frustrating though, I was making adjustments
all the way up to Wednesday before the Ironman.
I can never fall asleep before midnight
anyways and did you see that Michigan
vs. Notre Dame game? No way I was going
to bed. </b></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><u>BE</u>: What's next for you?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><b><u>Cowan:</u> Not sure, I really just need to
make up my mind. Putting in a solid 8
week block dedicated to going fast at Ironman Arizona would be interesting. It would probably be a bad decision but trying
to make good decisions never really works out for me.</b></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><u>BE</u>: How can people's keep tabs on your in the future? Do you have a website, blog, or Twitter account?</span></div>
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</b></i></span><span style="font-size: small;"><i><b><u>Cowan:</u> Yes, my blog is <a href="http://brookscowan.blogspot.com/">http://BrooksCowan.Blogspot.com</a> and Twitter name is <a href="http://www.twitter.com/TBrooksCowan">@TBrooksCowan</a></b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"><u>BE</u>: Thanks for your time Brooks. I'm tempted to place some bets and get you hyped up to prove some more folks wrong in your next one, perhaps Ironman Arizona?? Thanks for sharing your thoughts, funny stories, and your 'don't try this at home' approach to Ironman racing. Good luck with everything.<i> </i><br />
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</span>Ryan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-42364038059701591912011-09-06T23:51:00.000-07:002011-09-06T23:55:29.276-07:00Borger Endurance Multisport Coaching: Now taking on additional athletesI've got 4 additional spots open for athletes seeking a coach. It's the perfect time to start up, with the 2010 season winding down & your dreams for a bigger, better, and most importantly faster 2011. If interested, shoot me and email to ryanborger@gmail.com or give me a ring (303-929-8722). I'll explain more about my coaching services and how it all works. Also, keep your eyes open for a new updated & much more interactive website coming your way. I will be combining my website & blog into one site, with articles, race recaps, featured athlete bios, and other listings frequently being added and updated. Stay tuned...Ryan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-19384797085827298852011-07-24T21:31:00.000-07:002011-07-26T14:38:47.980-07:00Weekend Recap: Guiding blind athlete Aaron Scheidies & Lookout Mt TriWhat a weekend. I now have 6 runs under my belt with zero knee pain, including 2 training races, which is a huge encouragement. I finally figured out the cause of my injury, which was switching shoes in January after wearing the Brooks Adrenaline for 8 years with no problems. I switched to a very similar Brooks shoe, the Ravenna 2, which feels better as it's a bit lighter, though the minor change was enough to slowly build up bursitis in the knee over 12 weeks. It started with off and on pain and gradually worsened. I'm now back training normally as of last week, and eager to get my run fitness back. Part of this journey back to fitness meant hopping into 2 races this weekend for hard training sessions. Saturday I raced the Lookout Mountain Sprint Triathlon, which consisted of a unique and rare 525 yard pool swim, a 10 mile very hilly bike course, and a 5k hilly run which mostly was on dirt trails. I finished 3rd behind Aussie pro Tim Reed and my good friend and local pro Dan McIntosh. I had the fastest swim of the day, a first for me (thought it really wasn't advantageous in the short pool swim :) ). The 3 of us rode swapping the top 3 places frequently until about 2/3 into the bike leg, where the two got away from me on a fast downhill on their TT bikes, as I was maxed out with my gears spinning at 120RPMs after choosing to ride my road bike in place of the TT bike this race. I felt far from superior but that was to be expected, and overall got in a good workout.<br />Today was the highlight of the weekend. I had planned on racing the Denver Triathlon the following day as a training race as well as an opportunity to win a local race, assuming my knee pain continued to stay away. A few days ago I was asked if I would guide <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.cdifferentwithaaron.com">Aaron Scheidies</a>, the world record holder for the visually impaired in both the Olympic distance and Ironman 70.3 distances. Knowing it would be a very cool and rare opportunity, I agreed to guide Aaron, and I had a great time. Despite a sore throat and not feeling 100%, Aaron pushed himself to finish 5th overall, racing his 3rd fastest Olympic distance time ever (1:59:04). We exited the water in around 8th place, rode up to about 4th place, and held on the 10k run with a 39 minute split. My role as a guide was to race with him, alongside him the entire way, directing him around the course. I swam and ran with him at his pace, and tried to hammer the bike leg on our tandem bike with Aaron, as it was where we knew we could make up the most ground. Thanks to Ryan Stedeford at <a href="http://www.kompetitiveedge.com">Kompetitive Edge</a> for giving our tandem a last second tune up before the start. He's hands down the best bike mechanic in Denver (no, that's not an exaggeration). We started on the right side of the swim beach start in the first wave, with the elite amateur wave. Overall navigation went pretty well. Aaron swam on my right, which meant me hugging the left hand turn buoys and staying a bit wide on the right hand turns. We had a smooth transition and rode hard. Everything went well on the bike for the most part. The only close call was nearly hitting some cones due to some sprint course athletes taking a wide turn alongside us. We practiced on the tandem for about 10 minutes the day before in a parking lot; it's a bit different - much heavier and a longer wheel base obviously, which makes turning and braking a bit interesting. We pushed a big gear and averaged mid 26-something mph on the 40k course. It was very cool to see over 10 visually impaired triathletes compete today, as the race benefited the <a href="http://www.cdifferent.org/">C Different Foundation</a>, which many of these athletes are a part of. Race director Chris Laskey and Matt Miller, who runs the C Different Foundation, put on a great inaugural race. It was a lot of fun racing with a different mindset than usual, simply there to help another achieve their best race as opposed to my own goals, whether that meant encouragement along the way to keep pushing hard, handing water cups on the run, or hammering it on the bike leg. Aaron was very much equally or more-so an encouragement to me along the way for sure. I'd love to team up with him again in the future and go for that world record for him!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ-89O_4gy7IoU-Cr9VVOFMRQQ186sQI7oPt-v9lEWwhz0oEp-M97oA0rHvVucvOxUhn8KSv5E0YSoc0ibJ4aQJNOX8Se1D34qiZWu1O041fC3jJi8CaW4yH3Gg0dyzp1nEAscdm8R3Hcz/s1600/Six-Out-of-the-Water.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 183px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ-89O_4gy7IoU-Cr9VVOFMRQQ186sQI7oPt-v9lEWwhz0oEp-M97oA0rHvVucvOxUhn8KSv5E0YSoc0ibJ4aQJNOX8Se1D34qiZWu1O041fC3jJi8CaW4yH3Gg0dyzp1nEAscdm8R3Hcz/s400/Six-Out-of-the-Water.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633147662403169874" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv9n7QHtk_8sbO41o6HOQjUThHroC8_2uiia2wfdRVJsMIjHFnAT7z3DflGrtalln84NyFMQM4f9mm5qVnNEXhEDRdCZxQAeFk1nevks8vqTarMYauL3H7dEcQPdGvNu0H7UH3qT3tpKXW/s1600/IMG_9436.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv9n7QHtk_8sbO41o6HOQjUThHroC8_2uiia2wfdRVJsMIjHFnAT7z3DflGrtalln84NyFMQM4f9mm5qVnNEXhEDRdCZxQAeFk1nevks8vqTarMYauL3H7dEcQPdGvNu0H7UH3qT3tpKXW/s400/IMG_9436.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633147380933468418" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAHTIjsDBgRDf3-e0QLa_-x5Zuxxul_MhBbtw58aYSTchTvUItuhyphenhyphenchdH9MQwErZGrdhi5oaDSNaKsMPB1vq3MVXlPe6xj792DgT5UpRO2ZF6OJ9ZCcFbHAkCKI8wPyAVP4JUifNxWNiZp/s1600/IMG_9391.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAHTIjsDBgRDf3-e0QLa_-x5Zuxxul_MhBbtw58aYSTchTvUItuhyphenhyphenchdH9MQwErZGrdhi5oaDSNaKsMPB1vq3MVXlPe6xj792DgT5UpRO2ZF6OJ9ZCcFbHAkCKI8wPyAVP4JUifNxWNiZp/s400/IMG_9391.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633147498734840130" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeuIdTjyAjfNDwVdtxtL_i5Hc_IgL8yHWplVNOey4CCzn9QSHi9a_IyckNwgLQluuCgtb6cqjvger_7u4r65wGfXNvkU6k93reylA6gFuWHTFIkoVmeeHHPxErRXJJrRIcAxHMeNlBe5d_/s1600/IMG_9477.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeuIdTjyAjfNDwVdtxtL_i5Hc_IgL8yHWplVNOey4CCzn9QSHi9a_IyckNwgLQluuCgtb6cqjvger_7u4r65wGfXNvkU6k93reylA6gFuWHTFIkoVmeeHHPxErRXJJrRIcAxHMeNlBe5d_/s400/IMG_9477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633147260341603890" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNQFbgr3zMksAX86jrEPYA01J2uAN_Zi6rTe0YWkG2SgXNM-j_pIYxwhY9P88pNb6Rw-r3h6ifC-7CHDhL0sgPbodf4EjVXBsxFqqYWt7sEMxHthj9yXS1zNsKqdlCQ2ONK8IxpcgjTVY-/s1600/_MG_9535.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNQFbgr3zMksAX86jrEPYA01J2uAN_Zi6rTe0YWkG2SgXNM-j_pIYxwhY9P88pNb6Rw-r3h6ifC-7CHDhL0sgPbodf4EjVXBsxFqqYWt7sEMxHthj9yXS1zNsKqdlCQ2ONK8IxpcgjTVY-/s400/_MG_9535.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633147134264941362" border="0" /></a>Ryan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-22729742522306050752011-07-14T14:16:00.000-07:002011-07-15T23:14:23.692-07:00The unfortunate update: Bursitis & IT band syndromeI've been a bit absent from the blogging world the past month. There's not too much to report, unfortunately. I've been hit with bad IT band syndrome leading to what I believe is bursitis of the knee and have been working hard to get the injury in my left knee healed. Unfortunately, the day before my flight was supposed to take of for the Washington DC Triathlon a few weeks ago, I had to cancel the trip after hobbling off the track in a workout the day before. I've had the pain off and on since coming back from my heal injury in April, but it was never bad enough to cut a run short until the week of the DC race, where I hobbled back to the car after 3 consecutive runs. The past 5 weeks I've been able to maintain my swim and bike fitness, with a few longer rides than usual, but have been forced to cut back on my runs, taking about 2 full weeks off of running and then getting in a few 30-35 minute runs hear and there. I still plan on entering the Denver Triathlon a week from Sunday assuming the pain lessens, as a workout in the build toward August races like the Chicago Triathlon. It will be a chance for a strong swim and bike, and a great chance to get in a hard run for the first time in weeks, assuming I'm able.<br />In addition to the DC race, I had to cancel my trips to Utah for the Dinoland Triathlon as well as the Boulder Peak Triathlon, which was the biggest blow as it was one of the only chances for family to see me race at a local event, as well as one of my favorite races.<br />Every season has highs and lows. I'm in a low right now, but learning how to put one step in front of the other and get back on a high note.<br />Special thanks to <a href="http://www.denverphysicaltherapy.com/Laursen.html">Dr. Carlton Laursen at Denver Physical Therapy</a> (Castle Rock location) who has generously offered to help me get this thing healed. He's offered several sessions to me including trigger point dry needing work, ART, stretching and other treatment.<br />As discouraging as this can be, it's important to keep looking forward. Putting one foot in front of the other.<br />RyanRyan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-45664675272432683322011-06-10T15:34:00.000-07:002011-06-10T15:42:16.685-07:00Come Race the Denver Triathlon!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioBDwd7r_URfrbkV3oXkwr6Q1WJKpwA9vIOGst3I9rvUmidqywUvb1pHbjL6jOOxvZkxSIYIJFNJeNYYqE0vFGAla0WSMz0zqVcbQKNQXQyDuekvXhfKvYzoAeLaN0AhfjC2oPt6hYZK2V/s1600/group4.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioBDwd7r_URfrbkV3oXkwr6Q1WJKpwA9vIOGst3I9rvUmidqywUvb1pHbjL6jOOxvZkxSIYIJFNJeNYYqE0vFGAla0WSMz0zqVcbQKNQXQyDuekvXhfKvYzoAeLaN0AhfjC2oPt6hYZK2V/s400/group4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616724255331631826" border="0" /></a><br />Many big cities across the US host a major Olympic distance triathlon each year - Chicago, LA, Dallas, Austin, Philadelphia, Washington DC... and Denver has always been missing from that list, until this year. Borger Endurance is proud to be a race ambassador for the <a href="http://www.denvertriathlon.com/">2011 Denver Triathlon</a>, which takes place at Sloans Lake on July 24. Sign up now <a href="http://www.denvertriathlon.com/">HERE</a>. The race features an Olympic distance, sprint distance, and kids duathlon, and benefits the <a href="http://www.cdifferent.org/">C Different Foundation</a>, which creates the opportunity for visually impaired athletes to take place in events like triathlon.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiB_dH1ZD1cANw5SYjdFcvm1vGzfzz5nQM3FORAyT4ZIyF0gbMhJYQxgEgIs0FFBIDqfkKtSoa_YsXLGJDVSTgGQGqdJ0jAFN6wFUZh0Did0MG1mgtGEWHWJ21ytvSuxPVp1JxoIPRUVgP/s1600/c.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 369px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiB_dH1ZD1cANw5SYjdFcvm1vGzfzz5nQM3FORAyT4ZIyF0gbMhJYQxgEgIs0FFBIDqfkKtSoa_YsXLGJDVSTgGQGqdJ0jAFN6wFUZh0Did0MG1mgtGEWHWJ21ytvSuxPVp1JxoIPRUVgP/s400/c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616724989911073378" border="0" /></a>Ryan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-61443611389767247302011-05-31T14:23:00.000-07:002011-06-02T15:28:37.170-07:00The CapTex Tri Debacle & Race Report...Warning: It's a LONG one :)Yesterday I raced the CapTex Triathlon in Austin, TX, the 2nd race in the Lifetime Fitness Series which offered $50k in prize money to pros, paying the top 10 men & women. If you follow triathlon, you may have already heard about the debacle that happened during the pro men's swim, which affected many pro's - like <a href="http://www.hunterkemper.com/">Hunter Kemper</a> who may have lost $6,250 because of it. I'll explain what went down in a bit, but first share a bit about the events leading up to it.<br /><p class="MsoNormal">Now, I must first say I am very thankful to race in the pro division. It's fun, fast, competitive, and I get to race head to head with the best in the world. I jumped off the dock yesterday next to 4 Olympians, a 70.3 Wo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJHtCaWHPic56JP7exWdQE8qqrQFGOAuAuwrVqP_L2Xs3qHInbpLux7_KHIcosyufvCRek__sSUQDpxPLpJi-NMGbFciSvp56lceajz68nPP1RWs_V_5w2ZWkl51bIItZd2WU2hWZpexDh/s1600/swim+start2.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJHtCaWHPic56JP7exWdQE8qqrQFGOAuAuwrVqP_L2Xs3qHInbpLux7_KHIcosyufvCRek__sSUQDpxPLpJi-NMGbFciSvp56lceajz68nPP1RWs_V_5w2ZWkl51bIItZd2WU2hWZpexDh/s320/swim+start2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613752889838392690" border="0" /></a>rld Champion, and a bunch of other big names. That, to me, is exciting - as I’ve dreamed of racing these guys for a long time though never thought it would happen. I hope to earn some decent money in the sport some day soon, but I currently don't make much like these guys. I got to thinking to myself, is it a right or a privilege to be a top pro triathlete making a lot of cash in the sport from prize money? Well, I think it’s a privilege, like most good jobs are. Having a job that pays (though our government aid programs may tell us what Americans think, or at least those in charge) is not a right, but a big blessing. However, should pro triathletes racing for income have the right to race fairly, under the same rules as one another, and deserve a professionally-run event? I think so, not necessary because it’s a right of theirs, but rather because they have a business partnership with race directors and race organizations. The pros are ambassadors for the sport, and for the races. The races do pay pros, however, the race’s success would likely not be the same without the pros. The pros often make the event what it is and hype it up, and hype up the sport in general. Would Ironman Kona be the same without the pros? No way. They attract participants and media, and put the race under a spotlight, which race directors love and profit from as it brings them more paying entrants as well as corporate sponsors.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">How can pro triathletes show gratefulness for the opportunity to race for money when they don’t feel like the event they are racing in is well run and giving them all an equal shot at the money? How should they feel if the way a race is run hurts their chance to best succeed in their jobs? Is it ok to be frustrated? Or, is it not, since they were given an opportunity to race with the chance to put a lot of $$ in their pockets, and are not forced to come race by any means? These are all interesting questions. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">The <a href="http://www.captextri.com/">CapTexTri</a> race itself is great. There are 3000 competitors, fans lining parts of the course, a great location, etc. However, many people were disappointed in the event.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Amateurs pay around $150 to compete, and in turn I believe expect a well-run event. There will never be a flawless event, but you can get close with proper planning, prep, and organization.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The pros showed up to the pro race meeting the day prior, greeted by the race director and the USAT referees. We were not given any printed race information or maps, instructions, or much else, which was ok, though it made everything seem a bit disorganized. We were also told we would be given things like VIP parking passes, which did not happen. Now, I do not think I deserve nor need a VIP parking pass, but when it is said to be given to us, I would assume it fair to trust that would happen. I mention this simply to point out details in organization that could have been improved. Our race packets had not been delivered to our meeting room, so we waited around until they were delivered. The pre-race announcements by the race director weren’t well organized at all, and it even seemed like a few race day decisions still were to be made. For example, the RD asked us whether we wanted an in-water start or a pontoon/dock dive start. He said we could vote on it. Obviously, the great swimmers and ITU athletes want a dive start, whereas the rest most likely did not. It’s not a huge deal either way, but this should be decided by the race, not a vote by athletes the day before. <a href="http://www.andypotts.com/">An</a><a href="http://www.andypotts.com/">dy Potts</a> stood up and raised his voice on this at the meeting, and said something like, “this is ridiculous. There should not be a vote. That’s not how races go.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>You give us a course, and we race the course. That’s it. It shouldn’t be a vote.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I agree. We can’t vote on race rules, on wetsuit rules, how large the draft zone should be, and things like that. That is the job of the officials and race organizers. In the Tour de France there are no votes about what course to ride the day before. Obviously the climbers and sprinters would be at odds, which completely would favor one group over the other if an on the spot decision was made.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The dive vs. in water start likely wouldn’t affect the results much, but it’s the concept and one more case of a lack of professionalism and organization that stood out with this race.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I also was told by an age grouper on the plane this morning that did the race, that there were lines for over an hour into the late evening of athletes waiting to get their race packets. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Additionally in our pro meeting, the head USAT referee did not know the pro bike stagger rule, as she started telling us the age group drafting rules. After a few pros corrected her, she looked confused, and then must have realized that pros do actually have different rules on positioning on the bike. Two days after the race, there are still no accurate age group results up, and many people are saying their times are all off and they're even listed in the results as the wrong gender. Again, not a huge deal, but just one more issue that I heard people complaining about. <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I think from a business standpoint, making sure a race is run very professionally and the athletes are served well, could really come back to help the race organization succeed.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Rev3, for example, has gotten an incredible reputation in just one year of putting on events, simply because they do business well, serve the athletes, and take the little race details very seriously. I think a lot of race directors could learn from Charlie Patten and Rev3. <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Now, having every little thing in place perfectly may not be a realistic expectation nor needed, but like in any business, if people pay a high price for your event, they expect good service and for it to be well run.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>And, when they receive great service, they proudly represent the race and speak very highly of it. I’ve seen many top pro’s promote the Rev3 race series on Facebook and Twitter simply because the race treats them well all around. Everyone appreciates each other helping one another out. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal">The Race:</p><p class="MsoNormal">I did not sleep the night before the race. With a similar bout of pre-race insomnia as I dealt with last year, I laid in bed with my mind spinning all night until I decided to eat breakfast at 3:45am. I took an Ambien around 10pm, though unfortunately felt nothing. I have taken 2 before, which has helped more, though I’ve been advised that 2 in considered an overdose and not safe. So, I opted for one pill, and unfortunately got zero minutes of sleep the night before the race.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I felt pretty awful in the morning, but put that in the back of my head as I knew I could still race fine.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:12.0pt"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg5zwMpCHV80z1lw8b8xQAjmHSdHcCnCsHOiL0zr-Dv32158OkI6yDYS008I8UYE_95CbQqJbgcu6ihNLH4-OQT6G9KQO-lqaagyeA1ANQH700t9z-uk0JbkIDPC0NpNT79y_Oz_Mo8uSF/s1600/swim+start+walk.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg5zwMpCHV80z1lw8b8xQAjmHSdHcCnCsHOiL0zr-Dv32158OkI6yDYS008I8UYE_95CbQqJbgcu6ihNLH4-OQT6G9KQO-lqaagyeA1ANQH700t9z-uk0JbkIDPC0NpNT79y_Oz_Mo8uSF/s320/swim+start+walk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613039190866161266" border="0" /></a>We lined up at the swim start on the dock, were called back off the dock and told to wait another 10 minutes. We were called back on the dock where we waited again for a bit. I’m not sure why exactly, likely again something to do with organization and planning.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I lined up right behind Olympians Hunter Kemper, Matt Reed, and Andy Potts, knowing it best for me to take a 2<sup>nd</sup> row swim position and try to draft of the feet of the true fish in front.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The course was the most clear, simple, and well-marked swim course I’ve probably raced in. I give the race credit for that, though it turned out not to matter. It consisted of 4 yellow turn buoys which formed a rectangle. There was no confusion amongst the pro men on the course whatsoever.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It was led out by a few stand-up paddlers, a few jet skis, and I believe there was a lifeguard boat somewhere out there as well. We reached the first buoy about 300m out, turned right, swam another 100m to the 2<sup>nd</sup> turn buoy…and tried to turn right. I got to the buoy, slammed into a few people, and put my head up.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It was chaos, as swimmers were yelling. I heard whistles, saw the paddlers and guys on jet skis pointing to the left and yelling at us to follow the lead boat. They had cut in front of the swimmers turning right, and instructed everyone to turn around and head the other direction, to ignore the buoy, and follow the lead paddle board. So, we followed the directions of the race marshals. Andy Potts and I believe one other athlete, Dan Tigert, ignored the commands of the race employees and swam right, following the correct course. They must have gone around the jet skis and paddle boards. The first few lead swimmers said a jet ski pulled right in front of them waving to turn, cutting them off.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The 26 or so others of us who listened to the instructions from the race representatives in boats, not wanting to get disqualified, turned back the other direction and continued following the lead paddle board. We swam for about 60 seconds, and then slowly everyone realized we were headed down the river completely away from the race. Athletes started stopping and looking around. I heard a few people yell “what the F--- is going on?!” It was a bit chaotic. There is a lot of pressure in a race with $25k up for grabs for men, so every second can count.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvWBwRLen0u4sCvKYSwXeWiwSHLmqbT34mkDl6o1eBIVufT1xByWCM2vCxB4Fu4iRNnXZuP-PJTTxhngOkWV7vmqUHkeUvy7DNywA_jOyv1sDYkP23O0cSEyi9JLbbwApIkYyrZ6cUpSxW/s1600/swim+start3.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 247px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvWBwRLen0u4sCvKYSwXeWiwSHLmqbT34mkDl6o1eBIVufT1xByWCM2vCxB4Fu4iRNnXZuP-PJTTxhngOkWV7vmqUHkeUvy7DNywA_jOyv1sDYkP23O0cSEyi9JLbbwApIkYyrZ6cUpSxW/s320/swim+start3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613752397838337714" border="0" /></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal">So, the back of the pack swimmers, lagging 20-30 seconds back, stopped where they were and turned around at the same time, instantly putting them back in front (besides Potts & Tigert) and cutting out 50-70 meters or so of the course. I was about 5 seconds back from the leaders when we turned around, and we all had to catch up and re-pass the group and continue back onto the correct route.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The swim continued and the lead women suddenly appeared with us. They started 4 minutes after us, so you can see how far off course we were made to go. By the time the women started, the race crew was well aware of their mistake, and the women all swam the correct course.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">I honestly have no idea how on earth the course marshals could have made the mistake. It was the simplest, clearest swim course ever, and there was no need for lead paddlers. There were no other buoys in the river either, so I have no idea why anyone would think we were supposed to swim past our turn buoy.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Andy Potts led out of the water by several minutes, and eventually won the race by about 15 seconds over Hunter Kemper, who was (rightfully so) extremely upset about what had happened, and I believe trying to file a protest after the race. He would have won the race if Potts hadn’t gotten the several minute advantage, which cost Kemper over $6000. However, you can’t blame Potts, and he was swam the correct course, as I wish I would have. There’s really no right answer to the situation or anyone at fault other than the race directors and their staff. Some people <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>proposed the two top finishers equally split the prize $ for the top 2 spots. However, what about the other athletes who’s money was affected? <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The rulebook says it’s the athlete’s responsibility to know the course, which everyone did, though it also says athletes must do as the race officials say. Maybe these people who led us astray were volunteers? Does that make us in the wrong for listening to them and not dodging their boats they drove in front of us?</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>One big lesson I’ve learned this year while losing valuable time in the swim in 2 out of my 3 races so far, is to simply ignore the race officials at times. You have to, or you might be put way back in the race. In general, follow what you know to be right, or follow the masses. At the start of the Miami 5150 race, about 20 athletes were treading water well in front of the start buoys and had started swimming well to the left of the start. The marshals on boats were yelling to get back to the line, saying they wouldn’t start the race until all the athletes were together behind the line. So, a few of us swam back to the line, just to hear the start horn blow. The race had began with the majority of the athletes about 10-15 seconds ahead of the start line, leaving me in the dust playing catch-up.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Hunter Kemper was the main person who got screwed financially yesterday. However, most people didn't think of the guys who finished in spots 6-10 for example. A second athlete who just snuck in the top 10 also swam the shorter course with Potts, thus taking a prize $ spot. If he swam the length we did, he'd have finished 1:30 behind me and out of the top 10. For Kemper, who financially is not struggling, it has been made a huge deal. However, I also think that for the guy who finished 8th or 9th and who is working 2 different jobs and sleeping on floors or even in his car before races, that matters just as much. He lost out on valuable prize money as well, even if it's one or two hundred dollars.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj62fHmGoiKvmmrDz2JuCevn1YKeHpdkeGp8sajQh9EY7BNYnw_xrFfdBDH9XZQrx3-O2Wyv06AfwC__6gFLDTdYHRoMv-9-rZ02wG7SQ0m4eNPxmhrZwd1ckOW3a9Mvmm5lB6bQatE3b6o/s1600/bike+out.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj62fHmGoiKvmmrDz2JuCevn1YKeHpdkeGp8sajQh9EY7BNYnw_xrFfdBDH9XZQrx3-O2Wyv06AfwC__6gFLDTdYHRoMv-9-rZ02wG7SQ0m4eNPxmhrZwd1ckOW3a9Mvmm5lB6bQatE3b6o/s400/bike+out.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613752119623399938" border="0" /></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">At the end of the day, I finished 13<sup>th</sup> out of about 28 pros. Overall I was pleased with my placing and efforts, as I finished ahead of a few athletes I’ve never beaten and who finished a few minutes ahead of me in Knoxville two weeks ago. However, I am still continuing to get my run fitness back from my injury, and know the best is still ahead. I pushed hard on the bike, as it was my goal for the day. I averaged 308 watts which is an improvement from the last race, but I still have much strength to gain on the bike to compete with the strong cyclists. I wanted to ride harder than usual, as that’s where I have historically lost ground, and to test my legs and see if they could handle running fatigued after a hard ride. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHF17dBpseRKY6P-8VSHu7mEnhaz1HogARUi9XbhIHpQ9m7vxYsBXq_seJfgc1NK5jboA4p9poBC8SQLxAJjC9fkatzM8rAYFN7fyhMJohnm1YzVA8aISpTd0KuMbmDaiW7Spdb7YyihlI/s1600/bikt+t2.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHF17dBpseRKY6P-8VSHu7mEnhaz1HogARUi9XbhIHpQ9m7vxYsBXq_seJfgc1NK5jboA4p9poBC8SQLxAJjC9fkatzM8rAYFN7fyhMJohnm1YzVA8aISpTd0KuMbmDaiW7Spdb7YyihlI/s400/bikt+t2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613040193234009746" border="0" /></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal">The 4 loop bike course was extremely windy, as winds gusted up to 30 mph all day the past 3 days in Austin.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I was racing with a rear disc wheel and a front Zipp 808, which was really sketchy at times as I nearly got blown to the ground. I have to improve in my bike handling skills and learn to be comfortable in strong winds like this while in the aerobars.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">On the run, the first few miles I thought I was in trouble. I had biked hard, and my legs felt it. It was in the mid 90s and I was feeling the heat. I took only 1 Powerbar gel during the race early into the bike to avoid stomach cramping on the run like last race, and taking the nutrition earlier helped. I didn’t get passed by anyone on the bike nor the run, and passed 2 or 3 men on the bike. The last mile of the run was extremely painful, as <a href="http://www.pedro-gomes.com/">Pedro Gomes</a> (Portuguese Ironman national record holder / 2<sup>nd</sup> place 2010 Ironman Florida) caught me and passed me with about 1200m to go. I stuck on his shoulder trying to draft a bit from the gusting wind. A few times I let him go about 5 feet ahead of me, playing mental games with myself wondering if I could hang onto him until the finish. I honestly didn’t think I could. I gave it a shot, and pulled back up on him. He slowed down and moved to the left to try to get me to take the lead.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I was way too fatigued to lead, and enjoyed the slower pace for a few seconds. He moved back ahead and put in a strong surge with about 600m to go, and got about a 25 foot lead on me. I thought he was gone, but dug very very deep to reel him back in. With 200m to go I knew I had him, as I’ve vowed to never lose a sprint finish in a tri like this.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It was a hard finish, extremely painful, but well worth the fight even though I was in the dirt on hands and knees in the finish chute after sprinting near all out the last 150m. I split 5:43 pace for the 10k. I had thought I finished 11<sup>th</sup> at the time, but later found out I was actually 13<sup>th</sup>.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>All in all a decent finish. If Potts & Tigert would have swum the same course, I would have been 12<sup>th</sup>, two spots from the money. I’ve still got plenty of work to do, but with it I can move up.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEHk2F8-zC3JDmhFyhHnadOh14E_eYV8UzN2E1Ecovc0U2F2ZQI462HJnoaezHmmr1XBXllAECd-zbWZE26zcq8X8DBg8io0jvrrXAELYXP793BA6zAzEZKJ7gTA6TbNUqFR2TOxr7DFrF/s1600/run2.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEHk2F8-zC3JDmhFyhHnadOh14E_eYV8UzN2E1Ecovc0U2F2ZQI462HJnoaezHmmr1XBXllAECd-zbWZE26zcq8X8DBg8io0jvrrXAELYXP793BA6zAzEZKJ7gTA6TbNUqFR2TOxr7DFrF/s400/run2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613040390853296578" border="0" /></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">The big prize money races are very competitive for men. The top 10 spots for men had a spread of only about 6 minutes and 45 seconds, whereas the spread for the top 10 women was about 16 minutes.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>There are talented women for sure, but usually the fields are not as deeply stacked, and you usually have to finish in a closer % of the winner’s time in the men’s fields as in the women’s fields to come home with money.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">I think the race mishaps simply show a bit of where our sport is today unfortunately, compared to other sports. It’s simply not as big of deal, nor does it have the big prize money nor following of sports like cycling, golf, NASCAR, etc.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>In the big races of those sports, there’s not much room for error, and it’s pretty rare to see a big mess up like that. I feel for the guys who lost money over it yesterday, but it was just an unfortunate event caused by the race crew, no fault by any of the athletes. Sometimes that’s just part of racing and you just have to roll with it.<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">Added: 5/31 Just got a call from the race director & Slowtwitch.com. They're still trying to find out exactly what happened during the swim, and who led us off course. No employees/volunteers have confessed to being the one involved. They want to have the facts straight before they make a public announcement. I can definitely tell they know their reputation as a race/director has been damaged and feel pretty bad about everything. It will be interesting to see what happens. Will they award Potts & Kemper both 1st place or equal prize $ and points? Do they keep the results as is? Or do something else? Time will tell.<br /></p>Ryan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-53850519282149859382011-05-26T15:48:00.000-07:002011-06-10T15:56:55.855-07:00Borger Endurance & 2 Roads School<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBJzurm5B6b1s1VZvsyUSrhkYatlJhbn0XwiEScm9zvRqGSPLHsSjmGTrqbVXfAab90w68xXs8o5LwiaK7tqOhGbrPuY2y8lNqqzrw955iQ5Osbdu0CcWRwDk0cr5ENhaLyAYZGN5-o-Fw/s1600/bie2.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 171px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBJzurm5B6b1s1VZvsyUSrhkYatlJhbn0XwiEScm9zvRqGSPLHsSjmGTrqbVXfAab90w68xXs8o5LwiaK7tqOhGbrPuY2y8lNqqzrw955iQ5Osbdu0CcWRwDk0cr5ENhaLyAYZGN5-o-Fw/s320/bie2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616728480000370482" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I had to opportunity to head to 2 Roads School earlier this month to share a bit about triathlon, show off some fancy race equipment, and give a short bike maintenance clinic. The aero helmet was the hit of the day, as everyone wanted to try it out and see how much faster it truly made them go!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqLebGKx9xgLkfg68-HPZuPaz9jZ0h6x8GiFX5WKeKfuQGtjDcfIu-a3oI_0SeYDzJmui_v_YC9XRTWR3BVTlSyVU4F7Ezl0PBiVWUvaLpe1pDBNGaVx9AgpsgdN8RUbZV14pL7s_2yd-X/s1600/bike.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqLebGKx9xgLkfg68-HPZuPaz9jZ0h6x8GiFX5WKeKfuQGtjDcfIu-a3oI_0SeYDzJmui_v_YC9XRTWR3BVTlSyVU4F7Ezl0PBiVWUvaLpe1pDBNGaVx9AgpsgdN8RUbZV14pL7s_2yd-X/s320/bike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616728583642859954" border="0" /></a></div>Ryan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-79250829216772460792011-05-17T18:33:00.000-07:002011-05-18T13:57:45.172-07:00Rev3 KnoxvilleSometimes you've just gotta go race. I made a late decision to race the Rev3 Olympic Tri in Knoxville, TN this past weekend. Originally I was not planning on racing until Memorial Day weekend, due to my lost fitness from the heel injury and getting sick last week, but about a week before the race I really got the itch to race. Coach Melissa had me do a 40k bike time trial workout to see where I was at. The workout didn't go incredibly well nor too poorly either; I'm not sure what it was that fed my desire to want to race, but on the way home from the workout I got VERY eager to race. I found myself thinking "forget the injuries, sickness, wondering if I'm ready, just simply go RACE! I train to race, not to just train." You can always be more ready, fitter, and so on. Just go race!<br /><br />I booked a flight on Frontier using airline miles. I had emailed Rev3 previously a few weeks prior telling them to take me off the start list. I checked if it was too late to re-register, and was told they actually had never taken me off the start list, so I was good to go. (Side note: Frontier recently became the first airline I know to change their policy and no longer charge bike fees! Thank you Frontier!! This is HUGE, since Frontier's hub is in Denver. Frontier, you just got thousands of cyclists and triathletes to fly with you now!). Krista Baker at Rev3 arranged a hotel room for Josh & I, and I can honestly say that Rev3 has done an amazing job in the 2 short years of their existence. They know how to put on a professional, top-notch, high quality, big prize money race and truly serve the athletes. Everything is professional: race organization, setup, meals, videos, media coverage, website, etc. Thank you <a href="http://www.rev3tri.com/">Rev3</a>!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0nCkwg9RFjWQip0iYLBk7kt8TAwGQHBtWWYk8VaCAq3hE9hBxwReYLBN7W0i_VHfQ5sEFOSUyLqnscOi4DRqDFCyCsuchyphenhyphen-k_vUcCmhYzXKDWHD7uc6jl2mK7nTU-eViAr7O2F4HF6H5f/s1600/photo-21.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0nCkwg9RFjWQip0iYLBk7kt8TAwGQHBtWWYk8VaCAq3hE9hBxwReYLBN7W0i_VHfQ5sEFOSUyLqnscOi4DRqDFCyCsuchyphenhyphen-k_vUcCmhYzXKDWHD7uc6jl2mK7nTU-eViAr7O2F4HF6H5f/s320/photo-21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607879340786479090" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The week of the race I came down with a sore throat and bit of sickness, but there was a far larger concern that I thought may change my plans again at the last minute. My grandfather in Michigan unexpectedly collapsed in his yard due to bleeding in his brain, and had to undergo two emergency brain surgeries the next several days. I am very thankful that my grandfather is pressing on and slowly healing from the events; they were serious surgeries and the family was quite concerned. My mother flew out to Michigan to be with him the night of the first emergency surgery and has been there all week. He is slowly recovering, gaining memory, and hopefully will be able to come home from the hospital in the near future. He was coherent enough the night before the race to tell my mom to pass on a message to me on the phone: "Get er done." That was very encouraging to hear.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.multisportministries.com/">Multisport Ministries</a> also is now connected with the Rev3 race series, and the MsM chaplain John Adams was putting together an event the night before the race called Tri Inspire, and had asked myself and fellow MsM teammate Josh Merrick to speak at the event. So, there were more than enough reasons to make the trip. The Tri Inspire event MsM was a great opportunity to<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj601C38Ld9DZNnke_vOt_HC3Y5BTRjjy5n_4PqgA5EZ9wJ7GrMMp-YV_cFJE9J8IJx5CPX7XMDxKnzb0lMoD5bLZAjiwqFAUk1TlWBC9GMdft-k0368CzuXn4OqRT8xnHfLaThsMyD2WH-/s1600/photo-23.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj601C38Ld9DZNnke_vOt_HC3Y5BTRjjy5n_4PqgA5EZ9wJ7GrMMp-YV_cFJE9J8IJx5CPX7XMDxKnzb0lMoD5bLZAjiwqFAUk1TlWBC9GMdft-k0368CzuXn4OqRT8xnHfLaThsMyD2WH-/s400/photo-23.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607879472002038242" border="0" /></a> meet new people as well as share a bit of thoughts about racing with purpose and finding joy in our pursuits, something I have been trying very hard to do lately.<br /><br />The Race Report:<br />I finished 16th out of 28 pros and 12 seconds behind Josh. The swim went considerably better than the Miami 5150 race in March. My <a href="http://www.tyrsport.com/">TYR Hurricane</a> Cat 5 wetsuit from the guys at <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.kompetitiveedge.com">Kompetitive Edge</a> was incredible, and luckily the water temp was cold enough for the race to allow wetsuits. This favors the weaker swimmers like myself. I didn't feel super great on the swim, but found myself sitting in the back of about a 15-person main chase pack. The last 10 minutes or so I became anxious to try to make a move and pass the group, but simply couldn't get around anyone as the group was strung out wide and I was sitting at the back. After a few kicks to the arms and one hard one to my face, I decided it was best to just sit in the group. This was a good decision looking back, as I was able to draft off the pack, conserve energy, and the leaders (<a href="http://camdyetri.blogspot.com/">Cam Dye</a>, Olympian <a href="http://www.mattyreed.com/">Matt Reed</a>, the young stud and uber-biker Andrew Yoder, and Brian Fleischman who shares my same coach) were already strung out ahead so my chances of getting away from this group wasn't the greatest anyways. I came out of the water a bit over a minute down from the leaders, who were crushing it at the front. I honestly felt like it was a slow swim, as I really could have picked up the pace. After pulling myself onto the dock out of the river, I could see I was in the same pack as Australians <a href="http://www.joe-gambles.com/">J</a><a href="http://www.joe-gambles.com/">oe Gambles</a> of <a href="http://www.trekbikes.com/us/en/team/trekkswiss/">team Trek-KSwiss</a> and <a href="http://www.richiecunningham.net/">Richie Cunningham</a>, and <a href="http://astarykowicz.blogspot.com/">Andrew Starkowicz</a> and other swimmers who I honestly would have thought would have gotten away from me. It was a fine swim considering I had a lot more left in the tank as well.<br />Onto the bike, the group honestly got away from me pretty quickly, other than a couple of guys including Starkowicz. He's usually a machine on the bike (he won the bike prime two years ago at the Ironman 70.3 world championships.. yes, he's strong), but he just came off an injury as well so was a bit off form. I passed Starkowicz the first mile or so of the bike, and rode behind another athlete for about the first 30 minutes of the ride until I knew I needed to move up on one of the steep climbs. The bike course was tough, and consisted of mostly rolling hills. Starkowicz passed me at about the half way point, and the rest of the ride my goal was to keep him in sight, which I did for all of it minus the final mile or two.<br /><br />The bike is where the race got away from me. I NEED to make cycling a serious priority the next 6 months! I can usually run with the good pros in the sport when I am fit. I was right there at the Miami race. Apparently, with my TYR wetsuit :) I can hang on the swim with some of the decent main pack swimmers as well (but NOT the top swimmers yet; they're truly in a league of their own). But honestly right now, I CANNOT ride with these guys. It's discouraging, but I need to start facing the facts, and getting my butt in gear. Yes, I pass a few people during races and outbiked a group of the pros, but the truth is the bike spread is huge between the best cyclists in the sport and the worst. A poor bike split can set you back over 5-7 minutes, whereas a poor swim will only put you back a minute or two. This is why cycling is CRUCIAL in Olympic distance non-draft racing. If you're not strong on the bike, you're out of the race. Yes, the top pros have experience on me by many years, but I am racing in the pro division this year and need to man up and try to COMPETE. If my cycling does not improve, I simply cannot compete. I have a lot of work to do.<br />At the end of the bike, I found myself going nearly 30mph into transition 2, riding head on with 4 or 5 age group women coming out of the transition area straight at me. They had swerved onto my side of the road instead of staying on the right side out of transition. I screamed at them as did a number of spectators, and somehow I swerved around them all, avoided a crash, and was able to dismount at the last second before the dismount line and run into transition (with my cycling shoes on, clunking away, as I was unable to unstrap the shoes and run barefoot as I usually do due to the mishap). I escaped without a crash so I can't complain too much. However, it would be good if more athletes started paying attention to rules and course boundaries.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik-0sAm8dQ0kGstJaRU4RcqijMDK64_2Fia6gZMnP63lH4ZEOd8Jt6YKolHoaYxna302xG50JeETE4N0KDt7O9T_x_rYL_rG26RA2fXjzpCtt1bhLJujxa5wVE5NE_9PfZeV02NmBymo0H/s1600/Rev3.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 341px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik-0sAm8dQ0kGstJaRU4RcqijMDK64_2Fia6gZMnP63lH4ZEOd8Jt6YKolHoaYxna302xG50JeETE4N0KDt7O9T_x_rYL_rG26RA2fXjzpCtt1bhLJujxa5wVE5NE_9PfZeV02NmBymo0H/s400/Rev3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607879626247553410" border="0" /></a><br />The summary of the run is this: I struggled the entire 10k with a bad gut cramp from taking an energy gel too late on the bike. I passed Starkowicz and one other athlete on the run, but was passed by teammate Josh Merrick at about the halfway point. Josh said I looked pretty hunched over when he passed me. My legs felt good, but stomach was forcing my pace to slow. I ran a mid 35 minute 10k, about 2 1/2 minutes slower than I ran in Miami with my personal best 10k run split there. A 35 minute 10k is no longer acceptable for me.<br /><br />The goal of the race was to give an honest hard effort. I didn't expect a breakthrough race, but the hope of one is always there even if the fitness may not be. I gave a hard effort, but cannot honestly say I raced all out the entire time. I was hindered by cramps, but need to be stronger mentally to fight through them. Again, I have a lot of work to do.<br />The weekend was still a success, however, as I was able to meet some great folks from the race and fellow members of Multisport Ministries. I strive to continue to race for a greater purpose than myself, which has been a struggle to keep at the front of my mind at times, especially feeling the pressure that results are the only thing that matter...though that's not exactly the case; it's a goal of mine to keep a balanced perspective on things. There are many opportunities to impact others through this sport. Onward to the next race, the Capital of Texas Triathlon in two weeks. I'm headed to Austin to race and for the wedding of my good friend Derek Yorek the day after the race.<br />Time to keep putting in the work! Onward. Thanks for the support.Ryan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-24647887367306789402011-04-13T11:19:00.000-07:002011-04-25T11:10:34.903-07:00Some things are important, other things are more important: Marriage, Triathlon, Injuries, & Life<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]-->The past three weeks have been the most monumental weeks of my life, to date…by far.<span style=""> </span>A heel injury from the Miami race on March 20 left me limping, frustrated and very discouraged, but looking back I think it came at the right time, just in time to teach me an important lesson and focus on what matters most. <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFGjefwl3Xk2CmsKCGweVJohQf2AAVIzGmW0FFaRZ-P0lvkU2thVDtSpFSUA-V9pbb79T0x1yXi_GJYqAiCgwVJ4aLsoWzPQhjM4moEhbvpFVfkuCK7_4G154y5RvppvFUqJbYbvZAAubx/s1600/walking+out.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 202px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFGjefwl3Xk2CmsKCGweVJohQf2AAVIzGmW0FFaRZ-P0lvkU2thVDtSpFSUA-V9pbb79T0x1yXi_GJYqAiCgwVJ4aLsoWzPQhjM4moEhbvpFVfkuCK7_4G154y5RvppvFUqJbYbvZAAubx/s400/walking+out.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595140543210575042" border="0" /></a>On April 2<sup>nd</sup> I married the most incredible woman that exists. I was obviously overwhelmed with excitement leading up to the big day, had a very hard time sleeping and thinking about anything else the week of, yet at the same time during the few weeks prior, my mind was still consumed with triathlon.<span style=""> </span>Although I knew Amy wanted to, we weren’t going to take a honeymoon, mostly because of money but also because I didn’t want my training to suffer. We were going to go up to the mountains for a day or two instead to enjoy a weekend away, but nothing extravagant. It was a pretty selfish standpoint on my part, knowing the Amy wanted to go somewhere memorable but knew she would support what I wanted to do. After training my butt off the past five months I did not want to lose what I had gained, nor could afford to spend big bucks on a wild vacation. Truth of the matter is that a lot of it had to do with pressure to perform well this year, and time off or a cutback in training may not help that. Quitting my accounting job and pursuing my nearly unpaid life of a rookie pro triathlete while trying to grow a coaching business, naturally put pressure on me heading into marriage. This is the year I need to do well, very very well, I thought to myself. It’s the year I’ve hired a coach, and the year I’m training more than ever…which really means more than the past two years since I’ve still relatively new to the sport. I put the pressure on myself, and everyone has been supportive of the pursuit, especially Amy, so I cannot blame anyone for that.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>I trained long and hard the past five months, raced in Miami in late March and came home with mixed feelings and not quite the result I had hoped for. At the same time, my run had improved a lot and my coach Melissa Mantak’s training plan was working. She continues to remind me the top pros did not rise to the top overnight. It’s simply not possible in this sport, and takes time. I took two days off running post-Miami, and attempted to run on the third day. I made it 20 minutes and was forced to hobble, stop, and walk back a few miles to the car.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTZjv23P7m1BW6k6qD8SbJ02dIltssf76V3dzgyX-aZR8o23DdeIuB0OPqURkPFub9h1J6nl9GR5N02Zqmo0bBl2dqFW5uQCezx83cRV7xKgrwdlirWhNDjuEtbO0LqF5ZWqaUY21yxSeA/s1600/foot.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 261px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTZjv23P7m1BW6k6qD8SbJ02dIltssf76V3dzgyX-aZR8o23DdeIuB0OPqURkPFub9h1J6nl9GR5N02Zqmo0bBl2dqFW5uQCezx83cRV7xKgrwdlirWhNDjuEtbO0LqF5ZWqaUY21yxSeA/s400/foot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595136354833464370" border="0" /></a> My heel was killing me. I thought it was a simple heel bone bruise from racing in road flats on concrete, so took a few more days off running and was certain it would heel. Fast forward two weeks - I was limping around just walking and the area around my achilles tendon was very swollen. I then realized this was more serious than I thought, and realized I needed to take some time to focus on healing it.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">Wedding week was upon me, and honestly my mind was not on training. I skipped workouts, had a ton to do, friends came into town, and my training was sliding a bit for the first time in a half a year. With the injury and wedding events, it was easy to justify.<span style=""> </span>A few weeks prior, I committed to not let the wedding events alter my training much, yet reality hit with wedding planning, running around town, relatives and friends arriving…and oh yeah, I’m injured. Honestly though, the biggest thing that affected it was actually my discouragement and lack of motivation. It’s amazing how motivation can change with an injury, and thinking about triathlon while being injured is no fun. So, that led me to not want to think about it at all, skip more swim and bike workouts than I should have, and pour my energy into the excitement of getting married. As excited as I was, this was very easy to do, and looking back, I’m very glad; this was a good thing. This was a necessary thing! Marriage only comes once in a lifetime, for me at least, and unfortunately not for all. It is more important than anything else, such as training, and Amy deserves my full attention. <span style=""> </span>Getting hyped up all week on getting married was incredibly fun.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>Thanks to my sister and the generosity of the folks at Denver Physical Therapy, I was able to get in two days before the wedding to have my injury assessed. At that point I was thinking it was Achilles tendonitis, since it was a lingering injury that was worsening as time went on. The doc was a bit perplexed, as the pain was not coming from my Achilles nor the typical spot of the heel for the most common bone bruise. Rather, it was stemming from deep in the calcaneus bone area, and on both sides of the foot.<span style=""> </span>So, it was likely either a bruise in a rare spot, or a fracture of some sort. Stress fractures usually come on gradually, and this injury happened from the race, which was a good sign as an acute injury means take time to get it healed and get back to work, rather than having to adjust a training load and plan in the case of an overuse injury. <span style=""> </span>The doctor performed dry needling on my right calf. He admitted it would likely help more in the case of Achilles tendonitis, but it was worth a shot. Ouch!!… sticking 15 needles in and out of the calf, going as deep as the bone, doesn’t exactly feel nice. However, the treatment can work and that’s all that matters.<span style=""> </span>I was shocked to be so sore from it, and hobbled around for two days thinking, this will be fun to walk down the aisle like this :)<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>The wedding was incredible. We had over 250 people join us for the day, and great friends came from all over, including the Westmont crew from California, Multisport Ministries guys from various states, 20 relatives from Michigan, and the locals including my best friends from high school and people like my coach Melissa and her husband Rob, who I’m just getting to know well but value our relationships so much already. Somehow I was still able to dance a bit with a swollen foot, which I didn’t even think about the whole evening…other than when coach Melissa whispered “how’s your foot feeling” during dinner :).<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">I’m on my way back from a week in Hawaii after an amazing honeymoon. Long story short, close family friends offered to let us stay in their condo on a beach in Kihei, Maui, and plane tickets were gifted to us in the wedding. Now, how can you turn that down? You can’t! I’m so thankful and grateful for generous people in my life. <span style=""> </span>I ran 35 minutes today, in my first run in three weeks. I felt slow, a bit out of shape, but looking back maybe the injury had a purpose - to tell me to relax, focus on my wife since she more than deserves it, and maintain a healthy balance in life. I had imagined my honeymoon a time where I could log 55 miles a week at sea level in beautiful weather, but that was not to be. Funny how the injury finally healed enough the last day of the trip to run. Was God trying to tell me something? Maybe. I got in a few pool swims and 3 bike rides on a rented bike, but no structured training and an incredible time with my wife was what the week was about. Life is about more than triathlon, more than one’s job, hobby, career, etc. and sometimes it’s easy to forget about that. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">I’m ready to get back to the swing of things, back to the training routine, and find out what married life is all about. I’ll have to see how fitness comes along the next month and decide if I am ready to race in New Orleans and Memphis in mid May. I met Amy just over 1 year ago, and now I’ve got a ring on my finger - pretty amazing how God can bless us just like that, completely unexpected. Some friends were surprised to hear I was getting married so soon after meeting Amy, and shared their thoughts on marriage with me. I love my friends to death, and love even more how we can share thoughts even when they differ. Some people think you should live together, travel the world together, and share finances together before you even think of getting married. I can see their reasoning, but don’t think it necessary. Others are shocked to hear Amy and I both committed long ago to remain abstinent until marriage. Although we chose this, which was definitely not easy, it’s cool to see most people respect it and acknowledge it’s cool to see two people follow through with it after 26 or 27 long years.<span style=""> </span>These differences don’t get in the way of our friendships, they may even strengthen then. What really matters is how I feel about Amy, and not what anyone else says or thinks, or if they agree with my decisions and opinions or not; that we are right for each other and committed for life, and that we have friendships with people we can talk openly about this stuff with. Life is about living with people, similar AND different to yourself, respecting others opinions but yet ultimately following your own convictions - this is what matters. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9x_RIfZJAY7tT97qr3vbg3xjnYU3QRxTpzyAGMg2e6boq7sHAaiF7OMzEyyrKM6vSJ3Gqu9Ns2NmEoueb8zKe0-C_vsfwUt1hWAae7gP2gDWY2WtArvixu9zsmtu2ByKzcR-HbYwNODch/s1600/start+at+beach.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 185px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9x_RIfZJAY7tT97qr3vbg3xjnYU3QRxTpzyAGMg2e6boq7sHAaiF7OMzEyyrKM6vSJ3Gqu9Ns2NmEoueb8zKe0-C_vsfwUt1hWAae7gP2gDWY2WtArvixu9zsmtu2ByKzcR-HbYwNODch/s400/start+at+beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595139766708481794" border="0" /></a>I wanted to share a few pictures and highlights from the past few weeks, as well as my <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX_zYt4e7nieFII_fFHccYWvAHurL96TKoGDGiVIdYmDd8HNwyEdj7ulaVOsy8dVv_G9aNSm34jIn3w5Y77CYU6uqv-yaVRxtNdEsHRAwdma67PG6TMxTWLJSMHARZDaNmvPOBy7czG0jT/s1600/4000ft+sign.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 245px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX_zYt4e7nieFII_fFHccYWvAHurL96TKoGDGiVIdYmDd8HNwyEdj7ulaVOsy8dVv_G9aNSm34jIn3w5Y77CYU6uqv-yaVRxtNdEsHRAwdma67PG6TMxTWLJSMHARZDaNmvPOBy7czG0jT/s400/4000ft+sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595139318392912626" border="0" /></a>bike trek from the beach at sea level to the top of the Haleakala Crater at over 10,000ft elevation, an epic and memorable climb! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ4YffwoXcEe6ThDD_S8uWiaUswu4jSFbX-bmplaTj5gaTxJNGSIJf3xynwvTXHLhdKigzehy6wkyViIFMUCy8qMK5cx4F-bPNzS9GI_22pmwXryIHjRK62qcQSAgIUkEFNT5Pdw4tEzLZ/s1600/1000ft+sign.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ4YffwoXcEe6ThDD_S8uWiaUswu4jSFbX-bmplaTj5gaTxJNGSIJf3xynwvTXHLhdKigzehy6wkyViIFMUCy8qMK5cx4F-bPNzS9GI_22pmwXryIHjRK62qcQSAgIUkEFNT5Pdw4tEzLZ/s400/1000ft+sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595139190630611842" border="0" /></a>The ride took about 3:20 minutes, and I was pretty taxed by the top after going out a bit too hard the first hour, not fully aware of the difference between a regular 3 hour ride vs. a 3 hour ride of constant climbing on a rented bike. *(I'll be writing a separate blog entry/post for the Multisport Ministries monthly newsletter on the trek up Haleakala, with pictures of the whole progression from beach to the top).</p><p class="MsoNormal">Thanks for tuning in!</p> <p class="MsoNormal">-Ryan</p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge6MOnbnjs8SEvN9JBZQkD723MAWqWOgu1AtbKZPixqB98AFyhAQwRMKW2WLxYCzRThk4QQoNYypNiQasvyTWNDvF70R5SLDEgd4FGneRzYX6LTZ7wDzLTVy_clQVbVFyG6SQONruwFd6n/s1600/Kihei+ACtr.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge6MOnbnjs8SEvN9JBZQkD723MAWqWOgu1AtbKZPixqB98AFyhAQwRMKW2WLxYCzRThk4QQoNYypNiQasvyTWNDvF70R5SLDEgd4FGneRzYX6LTZ7wDzLTVy_clQVbVFyG6SQONruwFd6n/s320/Kihei+ACtr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595135658227275026" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal">The Kihei Aquatic Center, 25yd x 50m pool, & FREE to the public!</p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGE5rdwstn4TUqoYSYF1F2fNxHOsGcdDRjOt8zXUd5YaDcTmAMFTkn7x1cu_8EHd1nCpYvxQsbBYP2Y55IHsS0MJdd_QCI0Kp6x9Z7d7OybHVSJR6ODSF6oRKdd1H8NEkYY5fhFkIBJ3W3/s1600/GOPR0153.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGE5rdwstn4TUqoYSYF1F2fNxHOsGcdDRjOt8zXUd5YaDcTmAMFTkn7x1cu_8EHd1nCpYvxQsbBYP2Y55IHsS0MJdd_QCI0Kp6x9Z7d7OybHVSJR6ODSF6oRKdd1H8NEkYY5fhFkIBJ3W3/s400/GOPR0153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595137545180535522" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal">Swim workouts with the sea turtles!</p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcbrOAtqTx0ZEFB97eFgAP6IPk-gXSUyXZVcm3XsBYoRS7SEtogEYZxHQTRKwbDGQIxXiu_R73dXU20dgYvW_rP36LEX4Fa1JmpTeTG-FMN7xFpwjiQ78FgPq8N5BNqPPNhjCalA-YDJMY/s1600/wall2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Years later they're a sponsor...irony or karma?<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal">Some more wedding photos (by <a href="http://www.elevatephotography.com/">McCory James of Elevate Photography</a>)</p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigNdQGodqrTXgzYKEkFQxn8EZCRIrOs2JhvL_FB6kYnUPdwNZVUqT55-lW33g4s0F0Tv7zlTvvYOuwiXzOrhIoGBimk8mcXaCsuBvsPpLISp3CpIpdVBQADV53ut_snEAAgsPatWEENY-4/s1600/eating.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigNdQGodqrTXgzYKEkFQxn8EZCRIrOs2JhvL_FB6kYnUPdwNZVUqT55-lW33g4s0F0Tv7zlTvvYOuwiXzOrhIoGBimk8mcXaCsuBvsPpLISp3CpIpdVBQADV53ut_snEAAgsPatWEENY-4/s400/eating.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595142235652086818" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal">I was proud of my shrimp tacos I whipped up one night for dinner.<br /></p>Ryan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1033388634236222963.post-20356202719414735252011-04-12T11:04:00.000-07:002011-04-14T12:21:15.428-07:00Cycling the Haleakala Crater: From beach to 10,000 ft<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p>By Ryan Borger, USAT Level 1 certified coach and owner of Borger Endurance LLC. <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>This past week I made my first trek to Hawaii, to the island of Maui for a week of solitude, honeymooning with my beautiful new bride Amy, and a bit of adventure. We stationed ourselves on the 6<sup>th</sup> floor of a condo building off the Kamaole 2 beach in South Kihei, thanks to the generosity of some close family friends who let us stay at their condo for the week.<span style=""> </span>I planned on mostly enjoying the week relaxing at the beach, taking a bit of a break from normal training, while still keeping my run volume up and doing some open water swimming, as the thought of running in Maui seemed pretty pleasant, especially coming off a relatively cold Colorado winter and I don’t get much open water practice.<span style=""> </span>I had thought about trying to bring my bike along, but quickly realized that wasn’t a viable option thanks to United Airlines hefty $175 bike fee, each way. Unable to run as planned due to a heel injury, I decided to rent a bike for the week once I arrived.<span style=""> </span>Prior to the week, I didn’t know much about the island, nor it’s cycling routes, though I had heard rumors of Canadian pro cyclist Ryder Hesjedal splitting a 2:30 ride to the top of some massive volcano there, so I decided to look into it a bit.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>The idea of riding from sea level to 10,000ft drew my interest pretty quickly. I ride up to 10,000ft occasionally in Colorado, but I start at 5300ft, not sea level. There's a big difference. With the approval of the wife and soon to be driver to pick me up at the top and drive me back down, we decided I give it a go, and to make the trek by bike up this epic volcano. I rented the cheapest road bike I could find for the week, from South Maui bikes, took a look at a map, and set out for it. I will add that I came back very appreciative of my light-weight Specialized Tarmac SL3… after riding a heavy aluminum bike I realized I’ve been carbon fiber brainwashed, and need to not take my lightweight carbon rig for granted.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>If you ever get a chance to ride on the island of Maui, I encourage you to make the epic climb from the beach to the top of Haleakala. Hundreds of people get shuttled to the top daily, and ride bikes down as a popular tourist even, but only a handful do it the other way around. It’s a cool accomplishment, and a rare opportunity to ascend over 10,000 ft.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>What will you need for the ride?<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">- 2 large water bottles, bars/food, gets, $5 for fee into the National Park ($10 for cars), money for drinks/refueling at the market, a cycling jacket, and a pocket map may be a good idea, although it's a pretty straight forward route<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"> I was warned that temperatures can vary 30-45 degrees from the beach to the top of the crater, and to bring a jacket, full finger gloves, and the whole nine yards. I scrapped that idea since I only brought a short sleeve jersey and shorts, and decided to take a bit of a risk.<span style=""> </span>I got lucky as temperatures only dropped about 10-15 degrees at the top; I was shocked to be at 10,000 ft. by the end of the morning, while still sweating in 50+ degree weather. I was fortunate for my luck.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0h_EQ0dzEw6DhtykYGN5V278VpUBKeoGuifopbIvlpIuHKbwZNVvVZ_hlqoZQi5Q3csi2BlIZ6hufAVrBcxKtpzcnbQT-0_cihpDeEts6_c1F6iz0g0Mv2NOChgc_xMOQPZz_CuPqZhbK/s1600/ride+fuel.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0h_EQ0dzEw6DhtykYGN5V278VpUBKeoGuifopbIvlpIuHKbwZNVvVZ_hlqoZQi5Q3csi2BlIZ6hufAVrBcxKtpzcnbQT-0_cihpDeEts6_c1F6iz0g0Mv2NOChgc_xMOQPZz_CuPqZhbK/s320/ride+fuel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595506963299157682" border="0" /></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I rummaged the condo kitchen, packed a few baggies of Fig Newton bars, a <a href="http://www.powerbar.com/">Powerbar </a>gel (unfortunately I only brought one on the trip), $10, a small map, and filled my two large water bottles. Unfortunately again I left my <a href="http://www.powerbar.com/">Powerbar </a>Endurance drink mix at home, but not to worry, we still had some strawberry margarita mix left over in the fridge. I glanced at the ingredients on back, and realized it's pretty darn similar to Gatorade, and filled a bottle with half mix and half water. It tasted a lot like Kool-Aid, not bad at all and saved me a few bucks and a trip to the store.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi47xSnB718-hEUZjZvxqaSZN2z9fZTuDQtRIJF5Yp7hXLufMSBO4hniMStHVYCi7TpiCZBSeLKheuCkqs-PA4gMa7DEKVl0Ybu-qNna1OiURYuLbamT8o-kOReTQJ3JyK4D1JWaTHFkwON/s1600/beach+bike22.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 219px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi47xSnB718-hEUZjZvxqaSZN2z9fZTuDQtRIJF5Yp7hXLufMSBO4hniMStHVYCi7TpiCZBSeLKheuCkqs-PA4gMa7DEKVl0Ybu-qNna1OiURYuLbamT8o-kOReTQJ3JyK4D1JWaTHFkwON/s320/beach+bike22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595513309477782962" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">The start at Baldwin Park: Elevation 2 feet</span></span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"> I topped of my tires at Maui Cyclery right in front of Baldwin Park in the small town of Paia, my starting point. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-s-MGymVFBL3ticG1a0uJP554dscWOuGl5WwwLRkUt0Z4MtCcMLFW_tNEgvs22520Au-5dwBw8vmQEiNtQWoHjIQYSO9GF_DCzNWl_PqwoxuBNx16TOAUcU6gHPOgKDvSURQ0fjOf1law/s1600/smoke+fields.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 218px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-s-MGymVFBL3ticG1a0uJP554dscWOuGl5WwwLRkUt0Z4MtCcMLFW_tNEgvs22520Au-5dwBw8vmQEiNtQWoHjIQYSO9GF_DCzNWl_PqwoxuBNx16TOAUcU6gHPOgKDvSURQ0fjOf1law/s320/smoke+fields.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595508915844618274" border="0" /></a>The ride starts off the beach at Baldwin Avenue for approximately 7 miles, which is relatively flat compared to the rest of the ride, with a slight incline until hitting the second small town, Makawao. It was snowing ashes on me the first 45 minutes or so, as a nearby sugar cane field was on fire. I later learned this was a way of either harvesting, prepping, or processing the sugar. Possibly conducive to the sugar farmers, but not to cyclists' lungs.<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiso-Dx270r5b4uPQDT6EJXgzkOLXrFDYrosjlJVQp1-DpKwF4lt4gmA59XZvDKnOT73ZvVIBz53Kp3ySfPkDMo7xzMkzIIEQzYcUGnCW3wB56Tr3HtTZNk6RZJpeRV-b5xE2ECKVMHlFmD/s1600/Makawao.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 205px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiso-Dx270r5b4uPQDT6EJXgzkOLXrFDYrosjlJVQp1-DpKwF4lt4gmA59XZvDKnOT73ZvVIBz53Kp3ySfPkDMo7xzMkzIIEQzYcUGnCW3wB56Tr3HtTZNk6RZJpeRV-b5xE2ECKVMHlFmD/s200/Makawao.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595508319847959170" border="0" /></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal">At Makawao/ Makawao Avenue, you have the option of turning right onto the busier highway, but I opted to continue straight through the stop sign 1 mile on Olinda Rd. until reaching the rodeo, where I was instructed to turn right at Hanamu Road. This route has almost zero auto traffic. The roads wind a bit, have a few steeper climbs, and pretty areas of Eucalyptus groves. I was sweating a ton as I was pushing the pace fairly hard, and it was very humid. You will run into the Haleakala Highway/State Hwy 377 at the Haleakala Ranch, which takes you to the entrance of Haleakala National Park/Crater Road and up above the clouds.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHQhBMbZ69teew6ldLRNF-CLAZsg1Ir3HKx87kdLu2rsGHuPB17Iq0paWRfVocRuPQQH0FZTL8iuetKDlrKDRmdAnySR5-g1b0aOu_xSzqvpCMd6rTvSsGyevGCOuViBUj5ip_oQR1vf_9/s1600/road+to+Makawao.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 289px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHQhBMbZ69teew6ldLRNF-CLAZsg1Ir3HKx87kdLu2rsGHuPB17Iq0paWRfVocRuPQQH0FZTL8iuetKDlrKDRmdAnySR5-g1b0aOu_xSzqvpCMd6rTvSsGyevGCOuViBUj5ip_oQR1vf_9/s320/road+to+Makawao.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595509311538119906" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Baldwin Avenue, from Paia to Makawao</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> (7 mi)</span></span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"> There is a market at just over 3000 ft elevation which you can stop at before the steep climbing starts, so bring a few bucks for a mid-ride snack. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">I stopped at the market to refill the bottles, enjoy a quick chocolate milk and Powerade, which was well needed later on. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirHt17mN4vNoTmlJ4ovHriTxC1YkSoSOn5QvI1n6qkwHsz2fKmS6206FZZRmuZKbT2ozwO_ms0hZflAwsV1GqfPmHmBnyQMr7_4znu79XqQDMDNLcabCOInQgPYIAFg0C92r_doKP8nI16/s1600/Natl+park+sign+22.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirHt17mN4vNoTmlJ4ovHriTxC1YkSoSOn5QvI1n6qkwHsz2fKmS6206FZZRmuZKbT2ozwO_ms0hZflAwsV1GqfPmHmBnyQMr7_4znu79XqQDMDNLcabCOInQgPYIAFg0C92r_doKP8nI16/s320/Natl+park+sign+22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595515843374363442" border="0" /></a>Several miles past the market you will reach your final turn, a left at the entrance sign to the Haleakala National Park, which also reads 22 miles to the top.<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">The rest of the ride consists primarily of switchbacks, and the grind goes on, and on, and on... passing the elevation signs every thousand feet. It's important to stay mentally focused, though it was relatively easy to do since you're excited to get to the top!<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2oFr3dfY7aOYkmKwa47TbokPihcKvI2rgnDLMqivL_Mki9mYhr3oarpD36bI6ImYa6LEv0ClVtBAvlx0hyphenhyphenG57RY4UyRdtFfFOXeRrCbo7BrSQDwmUA0yhGB4nPZqLojjQ_MsOZzw4bdL4/s1600/4000ft+sign.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 236px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2oFr3dfY7aOYkmKwa47TbokPihcKvI2rgnDLMqivL_Mki9mYhr3oarpD36bI6ImYa6LEv0ClVtBAvlx0hyphenhyphenG57RY4UyRdtFfFOXeRrCbo7BrSQDwmUA0yhGB4nPZqLojjQ_MsOZzw4bdL4/s320/4000ft+sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595514177883640882" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><br />The final 45 minutes was more challenging than expected, as I was running a bit low on calories, and my rear was feeling the ache of a few hours on a new bike saddle, though I plugged away at it. As I passed the "Summit: 2 miles" sign, I also passed two other cyclists on the side of the road. One was standing up next to his bike, while the other was collapsed over in a ditch. The guy was taking a much needed rest, and I think he was either a bit under-trained for this ride or went out a bit hard. I don't have evidence that he made it to the actual summit, he did make it about 500 feet from it to the visitor's center parking lot, where on our drive back down I found him like this, as the picture shows:<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtOoegoDJYGXxTfJGxO0sSc7NEOyLFtY9be4M23Fp4xStX1S7nbYlaPhqJGs1X-3duqphdQUKyaLm5Q8uJkO8T576q-LE6eZfVzWQrMsmPXWWUCSSCRpCrPwjSosCGm40CYX3X6gnZ2KNU/s1600/tired+guy+on+top.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 245px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtOoegoDJYGXxTfJGxO0sSc7NEOyLFtY9be4M23Fp4xStX1S7nbYlaPhqJGs1X-3duqphdQUKyaLm5Q8uJkO8T576q-LE6eZfVzWQrMsmPXWWUCSSCRpCrPwjSosCGm40CYX3X6gnZ2KNU/s320/tired+guy+on+top.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595517317055934722" border="0" /></a>By the top, my wife Amy had been waiting for me for about 45 minutes. The ride from start to finish took me about 3 hours, 15 minutes, pushing at a relatively moderate, though not hard, pace for the majority of it, though my legs were shot by the end of it. I can say that Ryder Hesjedal's record of 2:30 is quite remarkable!<br /><br />Here are a few final shots of the last miles, as well as the view from the top. If you're ever in Maui next, give it a shot!<br /><br /></div><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLV9VOePrXEZ7X7PCkRIKGI-pmXaaM4AlTppZOeRSrqEVR0Z8nPxUoNN27ZUNjq5Ywh7pf_j8uQ-UmOTMKISSlF3pyFjbPg5ouXqzvyYDmRIF8UUAug3FGTTXXR4bF8QUeQ0nSqVSV2grb/s1600/clouds22.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 205px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLV9VOePrXEZ7X7PCkRIKGI-pmXaaM4AlTppZOeRSrqEVR0Z8nPxUoNN27ZUNjq5Ywh7pf_j8uQ-UmOTMKISSlF3pyFjbPg5ouXqzvyYDmRIF8UUAug3FGTTXXR4bF8QUeQ0nSqVSV2grb/s320/clouds22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595514060383028642" border="0" /></a></p><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWTCcltHBgU4Zimp_iYktjFw33uAleStPKWEA5KbIBau-lg-qEYuFiAP0IYO30VqQ7zLccehYB4T1tt1MpbjbNga7Y-9xWMS1mxES83TfoOWGBkvCvBbDN1YKIjhDc8pi3QJ0wpdNRxWZn/s1600/summit+2+miles+sign.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 183px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWTCcltHBgU4Zimp_iYktjFw33uAleStPKWEA5KbIBau-lg-qEYuFiAP0IYO30VqQ7zLccehYB4T1tt1MpbjbNga7Y-9xWMS1mxES83TfoOWGBkvCvBbDN1YKIjhDc8pi3QJ0wpdNRxWZn/s320/summit+2+miles+sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595518914747249938" border="0" /></a></span><br /></div><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >The road above the clouds, and 2 miles to the summit</span></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCTge8y14BDweIw7-eUopKiRlgTzlk8aeWKbCq-we4h8wxv0ayd6CG5EQA7rrXLcIWEyjvv2zomSDlh01U5oX0LwsxsDsx2SKamcg-ZHy1bbTDlsCjxV_BqJa5cQTXReMU7e4urtUhRxO4/s1600/top+of+mt+22.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 283px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCTge8y14BDweIw7-eUopKiRlgTzlk8aeWKbCq-we4h8wxv0ayd6CG5EQA7rrXLcIWEyjvv2zomSDlh01U5oX0LwsxsDsx2SKamcg-ZHy1bbTDlsCjxV_BqJa5cQTXReMU7e4urtUhRxO4/s320/top+of+mt+22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595521036722588386" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">A view from the summit</span></span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp2BrGYz1AGgIq85oUvZe9SnSNW0bZnjb1zRCcWu1kvOaV_fotH-bnuw6kjz60JPZIz2ZMbItkLfSRRhRzD5n8nk4_lx6qHHIjC38D1lqkDHEiWcVdwCH6HgeqRBmxAZz-DnzkeDk_4h7s/s1600/10k+sign+22.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 284px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp2BrGYz1AGgIq85oUvZe9SnSNW0bZnjb1zRCcWu1kvOaV_fotH-bnuw6kjz60JPZIz2ZMbItkLfSRRhRzD5n8nk4_lx6qHHIjC38D1lqkDHEiWcVdwCH6HgeqRBmxAZz-DnzkeDk_4h7s/s320/10k+sign+22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595513895088587762" border="0" /></a></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Mission: Accomplished</span></span><br /></div>Ryan Borgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01768181152688283514noreply@blogger.com2