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I’m trying to decide if we’ll make this one Emilia’s first race! Regardless, Girls on the Run is a great organization that helps middle school girls achieve the goal of running a 5K.
Check out more about the race and organization here:
http://www.gotrbayarea.org/sanfranciscofamily5k/
I’ll tweet if we decide to run it- we’ve got two days to decide and our stroller 5K is solid (if not on the slow side), it’s just a matter of whether we want to commit to getting out of the house on time.
Wow, it looks like life got away from me again, and it’s been a while since I’ve posted. I hope I have a good enough excuse– While Rob’s been busy opening FitFight, I’ve been busy… GROWING PEOPLE! That’s right, we had a baby. Meet Emilia Rose, pictured here getting ready to head out on her first run with mom.
Which leads me to the topic of the day: What inspires you to stay fit?
It’s a question that’s had many answers for me over the years. Of course, we all like to look and feel our best, so it goes without saying that general cosmetic goals always play a role to some degree. If I had to name just one, though, I’d say my number one driver is that I think the human body is just this amazing machine. I love to see what it can do and how far I can push it. Whether it’s mastering a crazy new pose back in my yoga days, or running conquering new race distances (I did an Olympic distance triathlon the day we found out about Emilia!), or upping my weights when strength training- forcing the body to adapt and seeing what it can do is just awesome to me. Not doing those things would feel like having the world’s best roller coaster in your backyard and never taking it for a spin.
And, as you all know, I’m a nutrition nut, so I really like endeavors that require a holistic overhaul of your lifestyle, from rest and recovery, to nutrition, to training. It may come as no surprise, then, that the human laboratory of pregnancy and childbirth was hugely interesting to me, but that’s a post for another day…
Now that Ms Silly Putty has come into our lives, kicking and screaming (literally- she’s got lungs and legs for DAYS, just like mom and dad), my inspiration to stay fit has taken on added importance. Both Rob and I are determined to raise her in an active environment, with the confidence to know that she’s in control of her body and mind. My mom has been a role model for fit living and healthy eating for me throughout my life, and I hope to pass the same ideals on to my child, and Rob’s life has been influenced by the discipline of martial arts, so he’s insistent that she get the mental discipline of the practice and confidence that comes with the ability to “beat the f*&k out of people.”
So, what gets you up and at ‘em on a day when you’d rather veg out? What’s your inspiration to stay fit?
Full disclosure: This topic was inspired by Target who is working with bloggers to promote their C9 by Champion athletic wear brand. I get contacted not un-often by marketers wanting me to post stuff, and I rarely (OK, never) do. But given that Target’s C9 by Champion brand makes up half my closet and nearly all of my fitness wardrobe and the topic was actually compelling to me, I figured I would give it a go. To see what other bloggers had to say on the topic, check out #C9atTarget on Twitter.
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I’ll post more later on where my head is at heading into my goal race of the season, but if you want a peek inside, this triathlete preparing for Escape from Alcatraz next week could pretty much be my twin. Only it’s not my neck that looks all busted up like that, if ya kno whud I mean.

My magical health elixir-- 32 oz of double-strength green tea, one packet Emergen-C and one tablet Airborne.
We’re officially a week into the new year, and already a little wrench has been thrown into the works here at FitLifeSF HQ– Rob got sick right after the new year, with me following in his footsteps at the tail end of this week. What a bummer to hit the ground running (or biking, or swimming, or fighting, or lifting…) and then find yourself laid up on the couch watching Jerry Springer with a box of tissue and a stick of Vicks. But, as the bumpersticker says, Shit Happens.
Whenever I’m laid up and not able to keep to my regular routine, I find the following points valuable:
- Remember that eating is really 80%, if not more, of the battle if your goals are physique and weight-related. You might not be able to go whole-hog on your workout, but you can make sure to not go whole-hog on your eating. Eat what you need to recover, but don’t use being sick as an excuse to go off your eating plan.
- Rest assured that fitness doesn’t go away in a significant way in the period of time of your average cold. In fact, if you have been working out consistently for several months or years, you’ll probably benefit from the forced break. That’s not to say that those first workouts back from illness aren’t going to suck (more from your body still being run down than from a loss of fitness), but you’ll bounce back quickly once the illness is completely out of your system.
- Just do what you can. You can head off even the small fitness losses you might experience in a one- or two-week layoff by just doing a portion of what you are used to. You might not feel up for a 5-mile run, but a brisk walk will get the blood moving and moderate exercise kicks the immune system into high gear to help fight off the nasties. Not up for a full P90X or Insanity circuit? Great time to work on your flexibility with some yoga. Don’t take an “all or nothing” approach– something is always better than nothing.
- Use the time to get/stay excited about your sport– research upcoming races, pore over gear porn on the internet, spend some time on forums talking to others who share your interests, map out your goals for the year– I’ve mentioned several times my love of stickercharts for mapping goals, workouts and to reward myself for sticking to my nutrition plan. Stickercharts rule, and and an illness-related downtime is the best time to whip up an awesome one!
And, the most important thing to remember– in the grand scheme of your fit and healthy life, one week is nothing.
I’m in awe of this article from Jason Gay at the Wall Street Journal outlining 27 Rules of Conquering the Gym. Read it off your iPad for a belly laugh while walking on the treadmill at 2 MPH and it’s quite possibly the best workout you’ll get all day!
Just make sure you get to his final rule before hopping off the ‘mill for a snack: “There is no secret. Exercise and lay off the fries. The end.”
It seems like ages since I’ve posted here, but that’s going to change in 2012. (I know, I know…) The accountability is a welcomed friend, and I look forward to getting back to writing about the things that interest me plus (hopefully) doing my part to build a community of like-minded people here.
2011 saw lots of changes. Not only did I start back to full-time employment, I suffered my 7th stress fracture the same week. As I last posted in June, this started me down the path of triathlon, and I finished my first in August. Not as fast or as comfortably as I would have liked, but good enough to count. We also welcomed a new member to the FitLifeSF family, little LuLu La Bonte, a rescue schnoodle who street hustled us back in July and can totally run 4 miles with the best of ‘em. I could blame all the changes and a busy life for keeping me off the blog, but there’s more to it than that.
While I often found myself wanting to blast out a quick update or observation here on the blog, I also had the specter of my commitment to Yahoo! hanging over my head. Since they had rights to my content exclusively for 30 days, and I owed them articles every week or so, every little idea got put in the “maybe for the Yahoo! blog” pile and turned into a totally watered-down, least-common-denominator and not-at-all-“Smurf” missive about whether Zumba is right for you or why the HCG diet is a scam. *Yawn!* I’ll admit that I let it suck my passion for helping people on a path of fitness longer than I should have, and that’s a huge lesson learned for me. If you don’t love it, don’t do it!
Those who spent any time around me from June-September when I was learning to ride a bike are probably getting a good laugh out of that last line. I most certainly did not love learning to ride a bike. In fact, I dreaded every ride up until the moment I crossed the finish line at that first tri. So, by my own logic I suppose I should have hung up the bike after the second ride and never looked back (as so many people we coach who “just don’t like to work out” do), but I also learned that the real joy and the reward is in the achievement; in doing something you never thought you could do.
So, what do you think you can’t do this year? How can we help you get there?
As for my goals, I plan to undertake a train-with-a-pro program to see whether I can get good enough at tri to keep the rewards and achievements coming while still keeping up with work and personal obligations– and I also promised my mother I’d do the Tahoe Trifecta with her this fall. Rob is looking for spaces to train more folks here in San Francisco and is getting ready to embark on P90X2.
That’s enough waxing philosophical for now. There’s a week’s worth of turkey breast roasting in the oven and a mountain of workout clothes that need washing… 2012 is going to be a great one!
I’ll admit, whenever reading about triathlon, I get a little “fingers-in-the-ears, La La La… Sorry, were you talking to me?” when it comes to bikes, bike details and bike shopping. Like wine (I like red, not white), I knew I wanted a road bike, not a mountain bike or a hybrid, but beyond that? Heck if I know.
All the books say, “If you are a beginner triathlete, don’t buy a new bike! Just ride with what you have.” Which makes the monumental leap that I’ve owned a bike at some point in the past, oh, 25 years.
So, a little panic-attacky, I crutched my way into more than a few stores this weekend in search of a bike. Let me just put this out there, Rob is a motherhumpin’ TROOPER for his help in this quest.
Stop One: Sports Basement Bryant. I love Sports Basement, so I assumed this would be a one-stop and I’d walk out with a new bike, all set up and ready to go. But, not sure if it’s because I was on crutches or what, but we walked the rows of bikes. Looking at price tags and me talking (in my everyday-voice, which I hear sounds a lot like it’s being amplified through a stadium PA system), about how I needed some help with knowing what I should be looking for, etc. Salespeople asked several people within earshot if they needed help, but nobody came up to ask us. Maybe I was feeling a little overwhelmed, delicate and passive-aggressive, but I decided that they’d not get my biking buck. (I should have pulled a Julia Roberts while crutching down the stairs… “I have money to spend here, people!”)
At any rate, I imagine they will get plenty of my money in future as I travel this path, but it was a bummer for sure. (“BIG Mistake. Huge mistake.”)
Stop Two: ReMatch Sports, Pacific at Polk. So, the guy was pretty nice despite being totally thrown by a chick on crutches storming through the door declaring that she’d like to buy a bike, but doesn’t know how to ride one, and thus can’t take it for a test ride. (Incidentally, aside from the crutches, I did the same thing when I went in to buy my stick-shift Miata. I learned on the go. “The go” being 101 between San Jose and San Francisco after I’d already signed on the dotted line.)
The guy was nice, but clearly had no idea what I wanted/needed in a bike. I told him specifically that I wanted a road bike, that I wouldn’t be riding it around the city, etc., but he kept on forgetting these things and talking about “a great beater bike for a commute.” But, he did let me set a bike up on a trainer (which will be my best friend for the next few weeks) to get size. From this trip, I learn that I am a size 48-50.
I’ll admit, I had a little crush on the Felt roadbike they had me use on the trainer. She’s a real cutie. But I was in that “do I spend next-to-nothing on a bike I can just learn on, or more-than-something on a bike I’ll have for a while” mode. $745 was a bit tough to handle. (And, when I got home and researched, I realize that bike sold new at retail for $799. So not a deal at all.)
But, the visit is not a total loss– He tells me I can bring them my snowboard and boots to consign (another failed sporting venture for me– to the tune of one broken arm) when I want to upgrade to aerobars, and I also walk out with a $200 Cycle Ops magnetic trainer for $90. Verdict: Great place to browse, but might not be specifically-knowledgeable about the sport you are interested in. (I told him about my failed attempt at learning to skateboard fifteen years ago and he spent more time trying to tell me how to skateboard than he did what to do with the $800 hunk of carbon fiber and rubber I had in front of me.)
Stop Three: “That weird little Bike Shop around the corner from Dave’s” Total fail. They had no used bikes made, just custom build-outs of used gear (in the $1000-range.) I swear I’d seen some more pedestrian models lashed together on the sidewalk before. Guess not. He does, however, send us back to a place I’d seen earlier on the way to brunch…
Stop Four: Refried Cycles. On first glance, this place didn’t look like they really had anything for me. But, the very helpful guy starts talking to us more. He clearly understands my goals, he is talking knowledgeably about what I would do to a bike if/when I get more purpose-focused on tri. He talks about the value proposition of various bikes.
They have a sweet little 50cm LeMond Zurich. I know who Greg LeMond is. I have heard of Shimano, who made all the breaks and shifters. You shift with the brake-thingies (technical term), so I am very into that. The guy at the shop shortens the stem a little for me for free (I now know what “shortening the stem” means!), and, though I have to pay a little more, I get pedals that I can either use my spinning shoes with or not. He also swaps the seat for one that I might like a little more, though any bike is gonna need some personalizing for sure. But, he’s mine. And his name is Greg. Here he is, chilling next to my Prohibition era bar and my foam roller:
So, yes, I’m a little freaked because Greg was on the upper end of my pricerange, but he did retail for $1800 new and the internet shows that I paid a fair price ($650+the pedals.) And, I know who Greg LeMond is, I think the colors blue and yellow are fresh and fast and, plus, I hear that there is a vintage cycle kind of groupy/thingy-ma-bob (technical term again, sorry) where they think this kind of light, steel, vintage roadbike is rad.
So, even though the books say “Don’t buy a new bike, just use the bike you already have,” I am trying to get used to the idea that this is “the bike I already have.” To the moon, Greg!





