Friday, September 28, 2007

Monday, September 24, 2007

Al's Run - The Hotness

Get the eye bleach ready kids, don't say I didn't warn you. Here are pics from Al's Run, it's going to take some work on your part though.

Click HERE.

Type in "Al's Run"

Then click on "Al's Run 2007" , it should be the only option.

Enter Bib 4801, hit enter. Enjoy.

C'mon your triathletes, I don't want to hear the complaining about having to do the work.

(For some reason the website wouldn't let me connect directly to it.)

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Al's Run - 5 Mile-40:15

Just a quick note, busy week. I did Al's Run this weekend, a 5 mile race in Milwaukee.

Finishing time was 40:15, not too bad considering I have not trained for any type of speed lately (remember folks I'm 225 give or take) and my weekly mileage's have only been 15-20 the last 4 weeks or so.

I finished somewhere around 850 out of 3300 or so, no Clydesdivision unfortunately but I only saw one dude who looked bigger than me pass me during the race, so I'll take it. Little victories. (On a side note I did see a kid fall flat on his face tripping over a curb, did I laugh? Of course.)

I'm out for now, some fun things going on in terms of IMWI, but I'll save that for a later post, this Clyde is going to grow some fins this winter........

Thursday, September 13, 2007

IMWI In Pictures

Oh Boy, where to start with the IMWI report, what a truly inspirational weekend, and I didn't even compete. I'm not an epic writer, so I'll give you the cliff notes version, because let's all be honest, we only skim these posts anyways.

Highlights :

1. The first line The Big Cheese said to me as I'm sitting in a bar waiting for him (he was an hour late because he had to tidy up his "landing strip" down under, but blamed it on Megan.) As I'm sitting there waiting, all of a sudden I hear

"I didn't know this was a gay bar"

I knew right there we'd hit it off. The weekend with Cheese and Megan was so much fun, and very weird in some aspects, considering I had never met either of them before Friday, but honestly it seemed like I was hanging with old friends. This "blog world" is really crazy sometimes.

2. This guy. Don't Ask. It's Madison, the freak central of Wisconsin, and being from Wisconsin, we can take it to a whole new level.
3. The Essen Haus in Madision. (Evidence below, those watered over eyes can only mean one thing, LOTS OF DRINKING) . Notice how the mug attacked Cindy Jo's head, beware of out of control mug's is the lesson learned here. (On a side note, meeting Moonpie and Cindy Jo was very cool as well, back to point 1, it seemed like I've known them for years, the five us sat at the table and drank/talked the night away like old war buddies or something, surreal.)

4. Telling my buddy Casey's cat as it started to lick my chest, as I was trying to sleep on his couch at 4 in the morning. "Yes I have nipples, but good luck trying to get milk out of them". I don't remeber this but Casey told me about it the next day.

5. Seeing the swim start, ahem, Cheese, Megan, Moonpie and Cindy Jo. Yes someone actually got up after only two hours of sleep to see it (including the time it took to get pulled over for speeding).

The IMWI" Washing Machine"
6. Cowbell-ing in Verona...taking a page from Moonpie/Brett Wildflower taunts (Seriously people, that is the way to cheer!!! LISTEN TO THAT AUDIO.)... calling out each rider I was cheering for specifically, they absolutely loved me....we chose to cheer for riders wearing anything pink or in obnoxious neon and then those wearing headbands, arm bands, arm warmers and then whatever numbers we could read as they zoomed by. By the end of almost 3.5 hours, my arms were pretty sore from hitting that bell.

No we didn't even plan that.

7. Seeing an old basketball friend, whom I lost contact with since I changed locations at my job 2 years ago, turn the corner right at mile 25, knowing he was going to finish in under 12 hours. (I didn't even know he was racing, sadly that was the first time I recognized him all day).

8. Sitting at that finish line, for 4 hours by myself, pretty much from 8 on, without moving, just standing in the bleachers, taking it all in, putting it into my memory as motivatin for next year.

I laughed, I cried, I boiled with pride, I felt their pain, I WAS that scary solo guy in the bleachers, except I didn't have a big set of headphones on to complete the look.

Looking south towards the finish line. Capitol behind me.
Looking North towards the capitol.

I'm telling you, if you have never been at an Ironman finish line from 8 or so until midnight you are missing something. It's electric, it really is. I can't count the number of times I got goosebumps. The video in the post below sums it up, the crowd is just nuts. So moving.

9. When after opening up this bottle of champagne, Hillary Biscay asked me up to her room to help her finish it. A Gentleman never tells my friends, so don't bother asking.

10. This......

...2008 Ironman Wisconsin, here I come.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Frank Farrar Finishes Ironman Wisconsin

Frank Farrar, 78, finishes Ironman Wisconsin, with little less than 2 minutes before the midnight cut-off. For the full story, click here.

(Click on the plus sign where it says "Watch Video Here" after you hit the link, I can't get it to load to this page for some reason)

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Oh yeah, one more thing.....

I kind of forgot to mention that after an hour and fifteen minute wait yesterday, I'm officially IN for IRONMAN WISCONSIN 2008!!!!!!!

Boy I just got the chills writing that.

I'll do a complete post in the next day or two about the entire weekend, it was "EPIC", and I'm not just talking the size of Cheese's man boobs.

But in the meantime, congrats again to all the IMWI 2007 finishers, what an accomplishment!!!

Monday, September 10, 2007

Pre-IM Night

More tomorrow, but these two pics pretty much sum up the IMWI trip as a spectator...

Friday, September 07, 2007

IM Wisconsin

Well, I'll be leaving tomorrow afternoon to head up to Madison to cowbell the hell out of the IM participants. I'll try to meet up with as many of the RaceAthlete/Triscoopers/Blogger nation as I can.

If you want to know where the Clyde, as well as the Big Cheese are at any given time, besides the obvious strip clubs, shoot me an email to (Blackberry) and I'll shoot you my cell phone number back.

Looking forward to meeting everyone and wishing the best of luck to all the racers. T-minus one year for my IM adventure, here we go.