Saturday, January 31, 2009

Damn! The Dam Loop Brick

I.AM.TIRED.

We did the Dam loop today. Plus a little 30-minute run afterwards. Just the first brick on our way to Ironman. No big deal, right?

Ugh. Hills, hills and more hills! But I actually had a really good time! There's something crazy fun about pushing yourself (figuratively and literally). So many times my legs were screaming..STOP! We've had enough! But just kept churning around and around and around.

Big thanks to all those who rode with me, especially Jen and Carrie who really made me work hard miles 25-58. Those girls can MOVE people. Whew.

It was also really cool to see all the T3 jerseys out there! Way to Represent!

On the final stretch home, it was Jen, Carrie, Blythe, Laurie and myself...all in our T3 jerseys. We agreed that we felt like some Hell's Angels bike group or something. It was Awesome!! We even made friends with some Harley guys when we stopped at a light at 360!!

The run off the bike was a brutal reminder of the joy of bricking. Yikes. My legs were really dead for the first mile, so I just locked into a slow-go-forever pace and tried to focus on my turnover. Before glancing at my Garmin, I was thinking I would be happy with a 9:30/M pace..but feeling like it was probably closer to 10:00. But lo and behold, it was 9:02! Sweet!

And by the end of the first mile, my legs were starting to remember how to run, and even though we had some hills (yea..thanks for that choice, Carrie! ;) I even managed to drop it down to 8:50 for the next mile.

By mile 3, I was tired but feeling actually ok at this point and managed to put together 8:25. And for the final .5, I dropped it to 8:12. Not too shabby for having just done 58 miles of hills, I think.

It was a good workout. I didn't eat NEARLY enough. One package of shot blocks at mile 25 plus drinking 2 bottles of gatorade throughout the whole ride. Plus, 1 Gu at the start of the run. That ain't going to cut it, sister.

Mo gave me some Carbo-Pro to sample for next time. Coach Logan's recipe: 4 scoops Carbo-Pro + 1 packet of PureSport (for Flava and stuff). I'll give that a whirl next time and see how it goes.

Afterwards, I inhaled some PureSport recovery. Then followed that with a YUMMY lunch at Galaxy with the team. Pretty much ate everything on my plate too. (Meredith - it was a wheat tortilla on my wrap...aren't you proud? Of course, I did have cheese, bacon, avocado and french fries also..the regular fries, not sweet potatoe..oops.)

All in all a GREAT morning/afternoon. Now a little rest and MORE food and playtime with the munchkins. Tomorrow's 16-miler will be here before I know it!

Friday, January 30, 2009

25 Random Things About Me

(Did this as a FB exercise, but wanted to put it here -- as my blog gets fed into my journal, so killing two birds with one stone.)

1. I was born in London, England

2. When I moved to Texas (for the first time), I was THE ONLY 3-year old black girl in Oak Hill with a British accent -- you should've seen the looks I got.

3. I used to ski Mt. Fuji in Japan with my elementary ski team when I lived there for 4 years. I was fearless on the slopes. We would eat sugar packets on the ski lifts.

4. I love performing in front of large crowds in any shape or form - dancing, singing, cheering, acting, public speaking, athletic endeavors...you name it, I'll try it. Absorbing energy from a crowd is a high like no other.

5. My sister and I weren't such good friends while we were in high school, but once we both graduated we've become the best of friends. No matter where we live, we talk at least once a day. I love that.

6. I have a Stewart's body and a Richardson's face. I think I got the better end of that deal for the most part. (Sorry Traci!)

7. My arms and legs are disproportionately long for my torso. So much so that it is difficult to fit anything that has to fit both parts in one piece, like dresses, wetsuits and bicycles -- or swing bars in gymnastics. Sitting down I am shorter than someone who is 5'3 when they are sitting too. Seriously.

8. I once chewed off my toenail just offstage between dance numbers because it was killing me in my toe shoes -- and the show MUST go on.

9. I rollerskated down Hwy 71 to get to dance class once and had to jump off into the grass every now and then when a car got too close.

10. Willie Nelson jump started my truck one morning when I was out at Lake Travis.

11. I used to be a pretty good kickboxer. My reach is deceptive. (See #7)

12. I'm really proud of my sister for donating a kidney to my mother. But there was nothing scarier than sitting in the pre-op room between my mother and sister as they lay on surgery beds with all sorts of tubes, IVs, and monitors hooked up to them getting ready to be put under at the same time.

13. I applied, got in and flew out to Stanford by myself having never visited the campus..or California for that matter. It just seemed like it would be a fun adventure. And it was!

14. I was riding my scooter on campus when Loma Prieta hit...the quake in California the collapsed major highways and bridges. It was really scary. I was fortunate to be out in the open.

15. When I was 15, I pulled a friend out of a car when we were in a wreck. She was at least 6 inches taller than me. I was afraid the car was going to explode as there was smoke and the smell of burning things and the engine was still on. I had scrambled out the broken window since the car door was crushed closed, but when I looked back, she was just sitting there in shock. I remember running back, climbing half way into the car again and pulling her out. I have a great scar on my leg where a rod from under the seat when into my knee.

16. I graduated high school at age 17. I skipped the first grade. I attribute that to being in Montessori school for two years before going into first grade. I remember my first day of second grade. I was so small (see #7) that I could barely see over my desk. I sat on text books that year.

17. I've been pregnant 8 times. I have 2 kids. Miscarriages really, really, really, really suck.

18. I still can't believe I'm a mother. I love my boys so much it hurts sometimes. I can't even watch movies about kids being kidnapped, abused or hurt anymore. I pray everyday that I do right by them. THAT above all else will be my greatest accomplishment. EVER.

19. I'm claustrophobic. I think I first realized this when my sister used to wrap the covers over me and hold them tight. It freaked me out tremendously.

20. I like being in charge and in control. But it is nice to be taken care of every now and then too.

21. I struggle everyday with my decision not to continue pursuing my career full time. I use to imagine myself as the COO of IBM wearing a navy blue suit with a skirt that hits just below my knees and my hair pulled into a severe bun. Now that seems very far away and I struggle not to value myself by the size of my paycheck.

22. As a hobby, I was a professional cheerleader in the NBA for 6 years. 3 years with the Golden State Warriors and 3 years with the Minnesota Timberwolves. (You'd think I'd qualify for pension or something)I have NOT ruled out auditioning to be a Dallas Cowboy Cheerleader yet. The audition process begins in April. Yes, I know this.

23. I literally fell on the floor of my dorm room when I received the call from Stanford's Graduate School of Business' Admissions Officer Marie Mookini telling me I had been accepted. I never thought I'd get in.

24. I never thought I'd run a marathon. But I did and now I'm going to Boston. I never thought I'd do an Ironman. But I will. In June.

25. Money does NOT buy happiness. True Love -- in its many forms -- does. Know this.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

tiMING!

That was awesome. Sometimes timing happens just right..on accident!

I was dropping the Devonator off at pre-school which is right next door to Shay's elementary. And just as I was walking out, I noticed that the 2nd graders were out doing their 1-mile run test!

I stood on the edge of the field and got to cheer them all around as they tried to finish 1-mile in 10 minutes...or run as many laps as they could in that time.

They were all surprised to see me the first time they came by and I was greeted with "Hi Mrs. Schaffner!!" and "What are you doing here?"

It was really fun encouraging them to just keep their legs moving. I kept yelling "Go Medium. GO MEDIUM!" Because most of them would go really fast for a bit and then walk and then really fast..and then walk. (Or maybe they were doing fartleks!)

The ones who did the best were those who went nice and steady.

Notables were Dylan (LoJo's son...going to be just like his mom...an ironman one day for sure) and Timmy ("Legs" Hanna's son....looking an awful like his old man...just eating up mileage at a good clip).

Shay needs to learn the "go steady" plan. Or maybe he's going to be a sprinter? We need to do some work on some easy, long runs with him I think. (note to self). Nonetheless, I think he made the "Titan Wall of Fame" with his run today. YAY!!!

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Where'd it go?

Last week, that is?



My goodness...it was a crazy, hectic one around this household. As if the normal schedule is crazy enough, here's a quick recap..as I won't bore you with the details...but in involved some of the following:

- school holiday, sick babysitter, mom's reconstructive knee surgery, watching the inauguration while she's in the recovery room while spinning on my trainer at home, 8-mile run while doing laundry, figuring out that waking Devon from his nap to get to gymnastics at the new time is NOT a good idea, kids swimming lessons, visiting GG in the hospital, getting up at the crack ass of dawn to run a chilly, hilly 10-miler through Rollingwood AND keeping up with my pace group, switching to low-fat cream cheese (not so bad after all!), dealing with Cheer moms (more on that later. ugh.), getting my ass kicked at spin by Coach Pain (loved it though -- keep it coming!), making 2 presentations to the community about our new Pop Warner organization (seriously, more coming on that in another post) and hanging out with Chance Mock (who is pretty hysterical, actually!), lunch with friends (YAY E!!), getting talked into braving the torrential winds and chills of a 60-mile Parmer bike ride and finishing (Thank you Logan, Joe, Noah, Elizabeth, JR, Yvonne and Michelle for being Team D and supporting me!), getting mom home from the hospital (Hooray!!), having my sister and her kids come in town (YAY!), pacing a friend to a PR at 3M the next day, Shay's Kings posting their first loss but parents recovering well with drinks and frivolity post-game at the Oasis.

Phew.

Week ending Training Stats:

Swimming: 1.25hrs (fell a little short here, but figured my 6.2 mile swim last Sunday would cut me a break this week)

Biking: 7hrs (including one hellacious 60-mile ride with wind that took me 4.5 hours)

Running: 5.75hrs (including 3M Half @ 8:15/M the day after my 60-mile ride)

Core: .5hrs

Total Hrs: 14.5 hrs

Just in case you were wondering what I was up to last week....there ya go.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

My First 10K!

That's right! I did it! My very first 10-K!!

Oh, did I mention that I was SWIMMING it?!!!

HOLY CRAP!

So, T3 does this annual craziness -- 100 x 100 Meter Swim Challenge. Naturally I had to give it a whirl. Yes, my typical swim workout is only around 3500 yards. Yes, the longest distance I've ever done is 2 miles. Yes, this would be THREE TIMES that...but what the hell, let's give it a whirl!

I figured it was in a pool, so worst case scenario (cramp up, seize up, run out of gas, whatever..) someone could easily save me, right?

Headed out to Lost Creek Pool with the rest of the crazy folks...took my handy-dandy carrier with drinks and snacks (per Logan's recommendation. Good call, by the way, thanks!)

It was basically like a regular workout -- just a whole lot longer. We had 10 sets of 10X100's of various things like paced swims, drills, pulls and kick sets.

It actually wasn't bad. We just kept churning through each 2:00 minute interval and knocking down 1,000's methodically. And before I knew it, we had finished 5,000! We got some fluids and fuel and carried on.

We started with maybe 7 or so in my lane, but after 6,000 there was only 3 of us left!! And at this point, we were closing in on 10:30...the cut off time. I was like, SHIT, there is no way I'm going to be able to finish another 4,000 before then. DAMMIT, DAMMIT, DAMMIT!

But then I heard Joe in the other lane tell his peeps, No, she won't kick us out. I won't let her! YAY JOE!

But at 8,200 meters, Chrissie had to open up the other lanes for the members, so the remaining folks had to combine into two lanes. I ended up in a lane with Joe, Blythe, Katy, and Elizabeth. Here's where I started to sing "One of these things is not like the others....." and think "Lord, please just let me keep up. I don't want to get lapped. I won't rest in between 100's if that's what it takes, but don't let me get lapped!"

And sure enough, if I didn't rest, I didn't get lapped. So I did the next 1,000 meters the hard way with Katy breathing down my ass on the last 25 of each 100. SWIM, SWIM, SWIM! I imagined hearing her dropping F-bombs all over the place if I slowed her down at all, so that kept me really motivated to keep it going! ;)

It was really invigorating because those guys were on their LAST 1,000. So they were all pumped up. So when they finished and everyone was cheering, clapping, high fiving and getting out, I still had 800 to go!

I looked around. EVERYBODY was getting out. And I mean Everybody. But there was NO way in hell I was going to get to 9200 and quit! Are you freakin kidding me? Chrissie would have to forcibly drag me from the pool.

I was tired, but not completely dead. I knew at that point I could finish it. So, I took a breath, pushed off and swam.

The water was calm and still. There wasn't a single ripple save for the ones I made. The sun was out. The water was warm. Under the water was quiet and peaceful. It was a beautiful time to swim.

Touch, pull, roll. Touch, pull, roll. Touch, pull, roll. Breathe.

Touch, pull, roll. Touch, pull, roll. Touch, pull, roll. Breathe.

I settled into a steady, go-forever pace and just swam.

It took about a 100 meters or so for the others to realize I was still going. I wasn't just warming down. And that's when I started hearing the cheers and the encouragement from the few remaining folks. Lapuente sat on the starting platform at the end of the lane. I could see her and hear her at every 50. The Blakistones, Elizabeth, Jane, Mo clapping and cheering too. "Keep going, Dionn! You can do it!"

I drew from their energy and kept swimming. 700, 600, 500. I just kept going. Not resting. Just swimming slow and steady. I am going to finish. I. am. going. to. finish.

400 meters left? Piece of cake.

300 meters. That's like swimming at the Rookie. I kicked ass at the Rookie. Swim. Swim. Swim.

200 meters. Holy crap. I really AM going to finish!

100 meters. Sweet. I'm going to do 50 at this pace and then finish strong.

50 meters. Swim. Hard. Fast. BANG!

And I was DONE!

YES! I DID IT!!!

Cheers from the team surrounded me. I felt great! WOW! I did it. I actually swam 6.2 miles!!

My shoulders hurt, my mouth was dry and I felt like I had a chemical peel all over my body from being in that crazy chlorine for something like 4 hours.

But it all felt good!

THAT, people, was FU-UN!

Mo treated us to chocolate chip pancakes, eggs with cheese and lots and lots of yummy bacon. A just reward in my book!!

10,000 Meter Swim? CHECK!!

Saturday, January 17, 2009

LSD

Wow. Where the heck did the week go?

Between standard workouts, a memorial ride, sick kids, a birthday, a new venture getting under way, internet technical issues, cold temps and hot RPCs... this past week really got away from me!

I am just taking a brief moment to sit down before the melee picks up again.

This weekend it is all about LSD...that's Long, Slow, Distance.

Yesterday it was a 50-mile bike ride. On my trainer. Oh joy. BUT, I got to watch 2 hours of my favorite show that always makes me cry, but which I'm kinda embarrased to admit I watch...but, hey...whatever, right?

Today it was a 14, uh no, 16, uh no.... 17.5! mile run. (Ok, Ruthie -- you really need to check the mileage on your maps!! Love ya!). It was long and DEFINITELY slow.

But Steve said between this new program and IM training in this endurance building phase, I'm going to get slower before I get faster...so I'm taking him at his word. PLUS, according to McMillan - I was within the range for my Long Runs anyway...so there! Hmpf.

And tomorrow, I will be attempting 100 X 100 meters swimming. Yep, that's not a typo. Something like 6 miles?? WHY? I dunno. Somebody said something about a "challenge" and you know me....can't say no. So tomorrow, I'll be jumping in the Lost Creek pool with a bunch of other crazy T3ers and see how far I can go.

Mind you, I've never swam more than 2 miles in a single setting...so it should be quite interesting!!!

Long and slow....that's my motto for the weekend. :)

Who's with me????

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Fortitude Test #1 of 2009

Tuesday morning 4:00am came very, very early (especially since I was up through the end of the Texas game Monday night. GO HORNS!!) and to top it off I was hearing the pitter patter of rain drops outside the window.

A quick glance at the weather app on iPhone....is that first number a 4????? UGH!

Rainy AND Cold? Add in some apprehension about running with Team Rogue for the first time and the following conversation started:

IMWBD (IronManWannaBeD): I really should get up and get my breakfast locked and loaded so I can take care of everything before the workout begins.

D: I've gotten 4 hours of sleep. It is early. It is raining. It is cold. I'm only running 10. I'll just do it later.

IMWBD: Wimp. I bet the rest of Team Rogue will be there.

D: Oh yea? Let's just see. (Sends text to Fellow Roguer: Are y'all going to run in this weather? ugh.)
(while waiting for response)

IMWBD: You have 15 minutes to get your breakfast in, now get up and move it.
D: But it's raining and cold! It will be hard.
IMWBD: You think an Ironman's going to be easy?
D: well, no..but
IMWBD: Who knows what the weather's going to be like at the race...remember that one earlier this year in the northeast? miserable the whole time...did those guys not show up?
D: well, no..but
IMWBD: Are you telling me that you are only going to do things if they are nice, warm, easy and cozy?
D: well, no..but
IMWBD: but what?
D: nothing..let me get my breakfast down

FR(Fellow Roguer txt response): If no lightning, yes. :( I may skip.
D to FR: Ugh. It is really yucky out.
IMWBD to D: Uh....excuse me?
FR: Don't go. Run later. You have the luxury to do so. I like rain runs but not FREEZING rain runs.

(A standoff between D and IMWBD.)
D: See..even the hardcore peeps are sleeping in...
IMWBD: Is this really how you want to start your IM training of 6 months and Boston Marathon training? Really?
D: Well...no, not really.
IMWBD: Then don't.
D: (Checks in with heart, gut and soul) Ok. Let's do this thing.

D to FR: But I'm awake and have kid coverage so I'm going to go.
IMWBD to D: HOORAY!! (Fist pump and cheerleader jump!)
FR: Hmmmm. Now you're making me feel like a wuss. Wear rain gear! DUH!

(few minutes later)
FR: Ufck. I can't make up my mind!
FR: I'm out. I know, I'm a Wuss!
D: Wuss!! I'm on my way! Come!
FR: Nope. ZzzzzzzZzzzzzzzz
D: LOL! Bye Sleepyhead!


Once I was in the car, driving through the cold rain, I knew I was good to go. Getting the 10-miles in would be no problem. I was dressed pretty well (turns out later that I had on one layer too many -- typical of me) and the rain really wasn't all that bad with my jacket and cap on.

I ended up running with Sadie (a lurker on my blog who finally introduced herself to me -- HI SADIE!!) for most of the run and it was great! I'm looking forward to lots of great runs.

I did have to make a pit stop at Starbuck's. I don't think my system is used to running quite that early. Only one way to fix that though...keep doing it!!

BUT THEN....I still had core and spin to tackle in the evening. And that isn't anything you can just slide your way through.

Core wasn't too bad, until we started the leg stuff. On the frog jumps, I could barely get off the ground. Wow..my legs were tired. Planks were particularly challenging...more so than usual..but I managed to make it through.

On to spin! It took me quite some time to warmup and to get my tension dialed in appropriately on my trainer. And per usual, after about an hour in (beginning with core) I finally started feeling better! I was able to hit the gears and cadences as Mo called them out. I was even able to churn 120 RPMs when necessary!!

It felt good..but afterwards I was quite tired AND HUNGRY!! I locked and loaded a huge Spicy Chicken bowl from Zen (Yes Meredith -- with brown rice and white meat!).

Except for the leg cramps during the night (I need to work on my hydration strategy I think...), I slept like a freakin' ROCK!

And now on to today's workouts: lunch time swim and a 4-mile run while the boys have their swimming lessons.

Let's see how it goes...

Monday, January 5, 2009

Beware the Pyschobabble!!

I love this email exchange between Erin and I that she just resent me today. Totally apropos after our IM CDA kick off meeting..

I begain innocently enough like this:


On Jun 15, 2008, at 11:32 AM, Erin wrote:
DID I JUST READ ON THE FORUM THAT YOU ARE DOING IMCDA NEXT YEAR?!!!!YOU MONSTER!!!!!

On Sun, Jun 15, 2008 at 8:20 PM, Dionn Schaffner wrote:
Save me.

On Jun 15, 2008, at 8:24 PM, Erin wrote:
I can't! Except you haven't signed up yet. You crazy girl.

On Sun, Jun 15, 2008 at 8:30 PM, Dionn Schaffner wrote:
You mean YOU haven't signed up yet. ....

On Jun 15, 2008, at 8:36 PM, Erin wrote:
oh, don't you dare for ONE MINUTE think that your drunk psycho-babble will convince me to do ID CDA. :)

On Sun, Jun 15, 2008 at 8:38 PM, Dionn Schaffner wrote:
LOL!! I'm just planting the seeds, my friend.

-----------------------------------
And after a few days, I received a forwarded Race Registration Confirmation for IM CDA for Erin!!!! to which I then sent the following email:


Date: Tue, Jun 24, 2008 at 8:26 AMSubject: Re: D!!!!!!!!! To: Erin
HAHAHA!!! My plan was successful! :D




VICTORY IS MINE!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!

Did I mention...

HOW EXCITED I AM TO START MY IRONMAN TRAINING!!!!!!

Dude. Seriously.

I'M SO FREAKING EXCITED!! THIS IS GOING TO BE SO MUCH FUN!!!

ok..sorry. but yes, I'm just a little bit pumped up.

Yesterday we had our kick off meeting and we got our training plan for the next 6 months. It was a little daunting looking at the calendar and seeing things like 100 mile bike rides on Saturday followed by 20 mile run on Sunday.

But then I was thinking about how strong I would feel when I'm able to knock that out (and hoping to be able to pull off a nice looking bikini to boot...)

It was interesting to see and hear the different reactions to the meeting around the room. There was excitement from some of the newbies like myself, some of the experienced Ironmen looking calm, cool and collected -- like it was just another day at the office, and then there was also some fear. I think it expressed itself in interesting ways...but I think at the root, it was fear. And that's understandable.

I am, also, a little fearful. But I think I'm going to attack that with energy, fervor, excitement, hard work, diligence, exuberance, perseverance and an enormous amount of enthusiasm!

Feel free to join in, borrow and/or contribute to the cause at any point!!!

WOO HOO!!!

Ready.......GO!

Saturday, January 3, 2009

Not quite how they write it up...

...but I did manage to get it done today.

I had a FANTASTIC ride in the glorious sunshine today. (85 and sunny in January? I love Austin.)

Big thanks to Tom B. and Chris G. for making some sweet draft zones for me to cruise in. I tried to pull a couple times...it would be mainly uphill...and let's just face it, I don't have as much to move up the hill as they do....but then we'd crest the hill and those two would go FLYING down past me. Of course then I would just snuggle into their draft, hold on tight and be pulled down the hill at breakneck speed!!

So sorry guys, I didn't pull my share! (I've got a lot of work to do in the next 6 months I'm afraid!)

I thought about bricking and getting my run done, but teammates started talking about breakfast and the run was quickly demoted!!

But I DID manage to get my run in this evening before sunset. And the weather was perfect! (In my opinion of course). Running in sleeveless shirt and shorts in January. Nice!!

So it wasn't quite the brick I had originally envisioned, nor getting up at the crack ass of dawn to run BEFORE my ride as was also suggested (Mark E - you are crazy!!), but it was done nonetheless.

YAY!!

Now, MORE football, pizza and beer! :)

And how about that wind and the very end! Holy SH#T!!!!

Friday, January 2, 2009

How should I Get 'Er Done?

So, I'm wondering as I try to feather together my running buildup plan, the lovely Lydiard program (week 1 on the 70-mile plan..I SO fell off the wagon), with the beginning of my IM training plan.....

I need to cycle AND run tomorrow....40 miles on the bike and a 5 mile run.

I should just brick and get it all over with in one fell swoop, right?

Or should I ride in the morning and run in the afternoon....

What to do? What to do??

Suggestions? Votes?