Thursday, February 4, 2010

A Bump in the Road.

Every February, pretty much after I've conquered the January "Why-in-the-Hell-am-I-doing-this" blahs, I get either a sinus infection or the flu.  For the 2nd year, it was a pretty gnarly bacterial variety and for the most part the flu has been sequestered to the kids.  My wife and I figure that if we can make it to the weekend, we'll be just fine.  My family Doctor, who reminds me of my mother, only in male form, pretty much told me that snorting chlorine from the pool won't kill the bacteria and that there really was nothing, other than saline solution to really prevent it.  It was worth a try anyway.

I've taken a step back from the psychological analysis business since I've mainly not been swimming, running, sitting on the exercise bike, or walking the dog, and that's where most of my deep thoughts start to form and ideas come about.  As I promised the wife, (and she loves being called "the wife,") I've been taking care of the household projects like drywalling and replacement of bedroom doorways.  Drywall finishing sucks period, but it takes on a whole different meaning when your head is full of snot.  When putting in the multiple 60-80 mile rides training for Louisville, I noticed that coming up with hard hitting questions and answers took my mind away from the bike computer and screaming quads.  We're talking questions like:  What is the difference between a liberal and conservative?  Why are people so ignorant on capitalism?  and the one I'm still bend my mind around, Why haven't I been able to solve the Rubik's Cube since 1985?  Other than I suck at it anyway.

Illness and injury have never really stopped me from training or racing before, and sometimes it has created some problems.  In high school, I developed an awesome case of pnuemonia and stopped pretty much after the same aforementioned Dr said that he'd admit me into the hospital if I didn't take the next few days off.  So my mother took my swim bag and running shoes and I sat in an antibiotic coma for a couple days.  Point is, my track times that year were better regardless of the fact that I had to take a few days off.  Because I was stupid then, has kind of turned into a detriment later on down the road.  Since then, I've had a few battles with bronchitis and worse, so I'm pretty careful when the breathing gets uncomfortable.  The key with me, and I imagine most people, is your fine if you have just a head cold, but if it's in the chest and you have that hacking-up-a-lung cough, it might be time to take a day or two to let the body recover.  Trust me, your body will recover and your times won't suffer.

Stretching is pretty much in that same boat.  During my scholastic and early Navy days, I would stretch for about a minute, maybe two if I was feeling generous, and then off for the scheduled run.  I missed a kickass triathlon in San Diego because of a misdiagnosed IT band issue.  Seems that Navy Corpsman and Doctors just assume that it's an MCL and not a poor stretching regimine. There are some real good military doctors, those that attended to me just weren't oriented toward sports medicine.  Since then, and early on into the Ironman training, I went to the Saint Vincent Sports Medicine folks and learned an array of stretches that have kept me "in the game" and actually feeling a little more limber than in years past.  Of course, it takes a good 20 minutes a day to go through the routine, but that's the price you pay when you don't pay attention to your coaches in high school.  It also something that I try to incorporate with my soccer and floor hockey teams at the YMCA, but falls mostly on deaf ears.  Go figure.  I'll post some of my "favorites" in future posts just as a favor to those suffer from the infamous Planter Fasciitis and IT Band problems.  The recent take that it is bad running form is garbage, but I'm willing to take their ideas and thoughts into account.

Hm, this post was a little longer than I thought it would be.


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