A 15k Saturday

With a quick break in between, I ended up doing a 15k Saturday. Was going to run 6.2 miles but had to take a quick break after 4. So I decided to make the next segment 5.3 miles to get to an even 15k. Steady pace at 6.3 MPH. Now off to the office. I live in NY’s Hudson Valley. We are expecting a fair bit of snow tomorrow so I will go and stock up on exactly one frozen pizza and a bit of chicken. The panic buying thing is a bit hilarious to me, but it’s interesting to watch. Stay safe everyone. Stay off the roads if you possibly can to mitigate risk to yourself and let our DPW folks and EMS/Police do their job with the least interruption possible.

And I’m OK with that.

I love getting a full 6.2 in in the morning. Most weekdays I don’t but more and more I do. Not today. Today it was a 5.25 mile run preceded by a .75 mile walk.

On those days when I do “just” a 3.1 mile run I smile. Those are the days when I say to myself “you just exercised today more than you did in all your 30’s!”. Sadly, I mean that. I don’t recall exercising at all in my 30’s.

You will have days when you exercise more and you exercise less. But by making exercise a habit, you are doing more than you did in the past.

So today, a 5.25 mile run at 9:06 minute miles. It wasn’t 6.2, but it WAS 5.25 … and I’m OK with that.

6.5 miles before work

It’s not fast but it’s not slow. I try to get to the gym every morning before work (and weekends). It clears my mind, gets me acclimated for the day, burns some stress.

Often times it’s 5 miles. Sometimes it’s just a walk plus the stairmaster. If I am feeling some pain, sometimes it’s the elliptical.

But going everyday is a habit. Years ago I was embarrassed to go to the gym because of how I looked. But I’ve learned: people in the gym want you to succeed. I’m not the first person to say it, but if you are getting up, getting it done, putting yourself out there on your fitness journey … I’m rooting for you.

If this is your first day on your fitness journey, NEVER be embarrassed about how you look. You started. Now make it a habit!

6.5 before work. Make exercise your habit.

Relapse and progress

I haven’t shared this, but it’s time.

For reasons I never would have believed, my work life faced serious challenges for just over the past two years. I learned who my “friends” sure were and were NOT!

As a lifelong stress eater, these work challenges caused me to eat … a lot. You can say it is an excuse that these work issues added massive stress to me, and people want to blame someone else for their problems. Go ahead. Feel free, I’m used to being critiqued. I know this though: for a decade I was on the right path. Work changes happened which were outrageous (and illegal) and spiraled me downward.

I didn’t lose my job, and there are other forums to describe what was done to me so I won’t get into it here, but workplace retaliation is real. And the impact of that can be profoundly hurtful mentally and physically.

But the comeback can be greater than the setback. I’m on my way towards my comeback.

Thanks to help I’ve found and my family, my mindset has shifted. I’m on the right path and have been for a few months now. One of the ways I show that I’m on the right path is to focus on physical changes and one way to show that is on the scale.

Thankfully it’s 120 lbs away from that horrible day in June of 2013 when I started this adventure and 18 lbs down from where I was in the summer of 2025. By June my goal is to be back in the 150-154 range. I’m on my way.

It’s diet and exercise. Not just one of those. My message to readers is simple: you are going to have setbacks. They may not be your fault but they are your problem. Get the help you need and get back at it. Looking forward to posting these numbers weekly till I get back to where I need to be.

Don’t give up on yourself. And I won’t give up on me either! And if you have a crisis, get help. As much as you may think you can handle it all, and maybe you can, we are all occupying space on this giant sphere called Earth. Let’s try to be nice to each other.

7.05 MPH

One week post Disney Marathon after a couple of semi easy runs since, I decided to do my version of “speed work”. This is not Olympic speed work. Heck, it’s not high school speed work. It’s 53 year old 5’6” man speed work.

I started at 6.3 and ran steady for nearly 20 minutes, gradually cranking it up to a consistent 7.2 – 7.5 MPH. I was playing my “Running Hard” playlist which is laden with Beastie Boys, AC/DC and GNR. It was worth it.

7.5 MPH has special meaning to me. When I was just starting to lose weight I was on a treadmill at Disney’s Grand California Hotel. I was plodding along about 3 MPH. This young, fit guy jumped on the treadmill and seemed to be FLYING. I snuck a look over and saw the speed was 7.5 MPH. I was awestruck.

He was a tall athletic young man in his 20’s. It seemed impossible to ever do that for me. Now for most runs I try to go 7.5 MPH for a little bit, but not long. Today though I was over 7 MPH for most of the hour. So twelve and a half years later, to do 7.05 miles in under an hour … for a short middle age man in my 50’s, I’m OK with that.

Marathon # 59!

In 2016 I told my wife I wanted to run the Disney Marathon. NOT WITHOUT ME! she emphasized. So I signed us up for the 2017 Disney Marathon. I didn’t tell her I did. She just got the email in the middle of class (she’s a teacher). WHAT DID YOU DO? she exclaimed (with a mix of OMG, curiosity and excitement, not anger).

That was 9 years ago. This past weekend for the 5th time we ran the Disney Marathon together. It is a REALLY nice day with a REALLY early morning start. The race starts at 4:30 AM. The wait to start take a while, but for a Disney enthusiast and runner, very little beats running through EPCOT at 5 AM. The Disney staff are exactly what you expect. They are enthusiastically cheering you on. There is plenty of hydration throughout the race (as opposed to disgraceful races like the Honolulu Marathon that give you next to no Gatorade/Powerade to keep you healthy and hydrated).

The Disney product is exceptional in everything they do, and our 5th Disney World Marathon was no exception to their being exceptional! Note that if you are trying to qualify for the Boston Marathon or are looking for a Personal Best time, Disney, as Obi Wan may say about certain droids, is not the marathon you are looking for.

If you are looking to take your picture with Chewbacca and the cast from Up and Jiminy Cricket (I was), then this is the marathon you are looking for.

And in all things you do in life, truly follow Jiminy’s advice. You can put the poster on your wall to “Let your Conscience be Your Guide”, but you have to live it AND have a good conscience. Living the Jiminy Cricket principle is a lot like running. You can buy the treadmill and the shoes, but if you aren’t using it, you are just fooling yourself. Your conscience, just like your daily step count, must be your guide. One for your inner peace and one for your health, but they both matter!

Always let your conscience be your guide.

Sorry for the (7 year) delay . . . But YES, I am an Ironman!

WOW. 7 years of silence and here I am.

First, yes, I am an Ironman. In fact, I’ve completed that 140.6 plus mile monster now four times: 2018, 2019, 2021 and 2023 with an Ironman 70.3 miler thrown in in 2022 in Maine “just for fun”. Only because they are so long ago (and geez, thanks for reading by the way!), here is a brief summary of Ironman Chattanooga (2018, 2019, 2021, and 2023).

2018: Swimming was definitely something I was concerned about. I had never swam in open water and was expected to swim 2.4 miles in the Tennessee River. I knew I could make the distance, but was nervous about not being able to see the bottom of the pool . . .umm because there was no pool. Fortunately or unfortunately I never had the chance in 2018. As I was driving to Chattanooga I received an email that due to debris and potential turbidity and unhealthy water due to storms in the areas which fed the river, the “Swim was Cancelled”. The threat of the swim being cancelled is somewhat of a joke in Chattanooga because apparently it happens often enough (it happened again in 2024, but I wasn’t there). That said, the people and hotels and YMCA of Chattanooga were awesome – opening up pools so people who wanted to get their 2.4 mile swim in could do so. For me, it was a stunning disappointment at first. That thing I trained for and longed for . . . To be called an IRONMAN, seemed less real since the swim in the river was cancelled (I did use the YMCA pool in Chattanooga). That said, the race director basically said “you can still call yourself an Ironman. . . We are the Ironman corporation and you can only race the race we give you”. It was true to a certain extent, but still a punch in the gut that my dream of being an Ironman would have to have an asterisk in it, at least in my own mind. Chattanooga is a bit of an oddity in the Ironman circuit. Ironman is typically 140.6 miles. Not in Chattanooga. They race 144.6 miles due to the bike course interfering with a local Church service. Now, even though they changed the bike course entirely (it used to wind through northern Georgia but now stays entirely in Tennessee), they still made the bike course 116 miles instead of the normal bike distance of 112. Suffice to say, my pool swim plus 116 on the bike plus the 26.2 mile marathon was an exhilarating experience. To cross the finish line and be called an Ironman was a life-changing experience.

2019: When my wife heard the swim in the river in 2018 was cancelled she knew that my dream of doing an Ironman would not be a “one off” and that I would insist on going back and doing it when I could swim 2.4 miles in the river before biking 116 and then doing the marathon. She was right. Ironman Chattanooga 2019 was literally the HOTTEST ever recorded Ironman race anywhere. I am slow . . . Super slow. Back of the pack slow. I remember casually cycling by a grown, incredibly fit man sitting on the side of the road head in his hands. 98 degree temperatures when you are biking 25 MPH can do that to you. I will never be a podium finisher. My goal though is to finish. I did. More than 25% of the field did not that day. It was brutal. When I went through the finish line it was as if (and I heard this from another racer, I didn’t make it up), I was given a business card to hand out that says I can do anything I can put my mind to. There was no asterisk this year. I finished the whole 144.6 mile Ironman course. I felt it. I can see the pictures and still be stunned. I was an Ironman for real. And that was going to be it . . . Not one more.

2021: WAIT! I thought you said not one more! I lied. It’s an addiction. I really didn’t think I would do Ironman again after 2019. I had, after all, met my goal. I felt like a fake after 2018 when you had to swim in the pool. 2019 was brutal, and I really didn’t think I would go again. Yet here I was, “one more time” at Ironman. I’m glad I did. As the day went on on (it takes me around 15 hours and 30 minutes to finish an Ironman), I was hunched over. My wife met me a few times during the marathon portion and ran/walked with me for part of the day. By the time I finished though, I could not even stand up straight. My back was killing me. One nice thing was that my parents actually came to Ironman 2021 with me. I remember my father telling me “it gets pretty lonely about mile 18” of a marathon (he was a runner having done a number of races in his 30’s and 40’s). It oddly enough never got lonely at Ironman. The camaraderie for those of us toward the “back of the pack” was one of constant encouragement aimed at each other. We were all just searching for that feeling of accomplishment.

2023: This one was probably the last full Ironman for me. I don’t absolutely rule out another one, but again, there in Chattanooga, I found the finish line. After 144.6 miles (thanks to Chattanooga’s generous “extra 4 miles”) I crossed the finish line. I was celebrating the 10th anniversary of my decision to get healthy. As usual, my wife was with me and met me several times during the marathon portion of the race. It was enormously helpful.

And if you want some inspiration . . . I mean REAL inspiration, let me tell you about one guy I raced with. His name was Charlie. He out-swam me like he was a fish. He was much faster on the bike. But on mile 8 of the run I caught him and never took my foot off the gas. Before you say “Langdon, you da man, you beat him.” Charlie was (at the time of our race) 76. Oh yeah . . . And he was blind. So next time you are wondering if you can do a 5K . . .think of Charlie Plaskon.

So yes . . . I am an Ironman. But Charlie is an AMAZING Ironman, which beats regular old Ironman every single day!

But why write now, after 7 years? Three things. First, several months ago someone contacted me on this blog and asked me if I DID complete Ironman. I was honored that anyone could still find the blog. I replied that I did and shared a couple of quick thoughts. Second, I’ve had some professional and personal challenges and decided to go back to my blog to give me a reason to update what’s happening with my exercise routine. Third, for the 5 or 6 of you who read this and don’t know me, I didn’t want you to think I gave up, even though my silence gave you every reason to think otherwise.

I plan on updating this blog regularly again. I will also share (retroactively) a few more insights from the past 7 years, including: Running my 50th marathon a month before I turned 50; Ironman 70.3 in Maine and some personal challenges and working to overcome them.

Thank you for reading.

Biking is not as easy as it sounds

Two weeks till Ironman.

I bicycled a lot as a kid.  I lived in a rural area.  I’m from New York.  However, it’s not the NY of subways and bus transit.  Heck, there weren’t even sidewalks on the road I lived on.  If you wanted to get someplace and couldn’t get a ride from a parent, you cycled.  I had a red, ten spree bike as kid.  I cycled everywhere.

Then I turned 16.  And got a car.  I had not biked in thirty years.  Still, because my son and I were doing his cycling merit badge, I had to go out almost every Thursday and cycle in May and June.  In the summer, I did a few rides, including 42 miles as part of the “Tour de Goshen”, 50 miles with my brother in law, and then, in mid September, 62 miles (they call it a “metric century”) in the Country Roads bike tour in Warwick.

Keep in mind my lifeboat – Ironman – had 116 miles in Chattanooga, TN into the hills of Walker County, Georgia, and back to Chattanooga.  My longest bike ride to date, just a few weeks before Ironman would be the Country Roads bike tour. http://ocbicycleclub.org/country-roads-bicycle-tour

The good news is that it is 62 VERY HILLY miles.  Almost as much elevation gain as I will find at Ironman.  The bad news it is it is only 62 miles.  And because I’ve had to spend so much time learning to get my 2.4 mile swim in before the swim time cut off, I haven’t biked as much as I needed to.  Still though, I got my 62 miles done this week, through the hills, and I hope it’s enough.

If you’re gonna swim, do it in Hawaii

I found myself in the pool a few times a week.  Ironman was calling.  My distances were getting longer.  Fighting that single lap led me to swim tens of laps.  However, 173 laps is a long way.

Then a breakthrough – one mile.  I was two and a half months out from Ironman and finally I got to one mile.  Did it help that I left the confines of my pool in the Hudson Valley to swim in the place where I learned to run?  Probably didn’t hurt.

But there, in Ko Oling Hawaii, where I had taken my first tentative steps as a runner just over four years ago, I swam my first mile.  Then my first mile and a half.  Then swimming day after day I made it – 2.4 miles in the pool.

Slow, agonizing sometimes (ok, it’s Hawaii, so “agonizing” is probably the wrong word).  Sometimes with legs full of cramps. Sometimes having to pause and stand up (which will not be viable in the Tennessee River on September 30 I know).  But I made it.

The lap pool below is where I swam my first 2.4 miles.  There is magic in Hawaii.  I am on my way to reaching my lifeboat.E1A34413-D6B5-42FE-AFC4-D4DE4011C5F7.jpeg

Time to Swim – Really

This pool would become my nemesis.  How hard can swimming be?  I’ve run dozens of marathons.   I’ve run them several weeks in a row.  Me – the guy who was a cheeseburger away from a heart attack thinks nothing of running 26.2 miles.  Swimming – piece of cake.

So this morning at 6 AM, with my work colleague who had been prodding me to swim (ya know, since I was going to do Ironman in about 4 and a 1/2 months), jumped in this lap pool with me.

I nearly sank.  I could not swim a lap without stopping.  Swimming is COMPLETELY different than running.  Not even close to the same thing.  “So, (we asked the lifeguard), how many laps to a mile?”  YOU WILL NOT BELIEVE THE ANSWER!  72.  There are 72 laps to a mile and Ironman is 2.4 miles.   I would need to swim 173 laps for the Ironman distance and I cannot swim one without stopping.

Oh and the worst part, Ironman costs $750 and I was already signed up.  My only choice: swim more.

 

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