Monday I start the 100 Push Up Challenge.  The goal of the 6 week program is to gradually increase the number of push ups I can do until I can pump out 100 of them in a row (no cheating).  At my current level of fitness, I can do 30-35 pushups before my forms starts to suffer.  That allows me, according to the website, to start at week 3 instead of at the very beginning.  When I’m done I can buy the t-shirt.

I started this site and then promptly stopped writing and spent the summer riding.  The season is winding down and it seems like I haven’t gotten anything accomplished other than rack up a decent number of miles.  I still have a shot at 30 centuries, but that will be a stretch.  Logging 6,000 miles shouldn’t be too tough at this point, unless the weather does something unexpected. 

 CFC is coming up in a couple of weeks and I have to decide pretty quickly of I’m going to sign up.  It’s been a number of years since I’ve done that 2 day suffer-fest so maybe it’s time I do it again. 

The weekend before last I rode both days and got in 164 miles.  Nothing particularly difficult and certainly not at any record breaking speeds, but for early March it was a good couple of days and it looked like my training plans to be ready for the 200K on the 29th were working out quite nicely.  A week later and we had close to 20 inches of snow on the ground by Saturday morning.  It’s March for crying out loud.  Ok, I know that the seasons have changed a bit since I was a kid and we get a milder December and January and then pay the price in March and even April.  But, as much as I understand that, it still feels wrong.  In the month that sees the official first day of spring, we shouldn’t have to deal with shoveling snow and rushing to the store to stock up on junk food and milk.  But, that’s exactly how last weekend played out.  I managed a few hours indoors, but that’s really like fat free ice cream after the long outdoor rides of the weekend before.  It’s somehow similar, but not really.

To make matters worse, I made a short trip to Raleigh, NC on Monday and Tuesday for business.  It was sunny and pleasant and altogether unlike the white death covered city I dragged myself back to Tuesday night.  So, now we pray to the weather gods and hope that spring comes rushing back and this coming weekend doesn’t include tornadoes or fast moving glaciers or poisonous snakes raining from the sky.  I have riding plans, damn it.

Yesterday I took part in a fund raiser for the Lance Armstrong Foundation’s LiveStrong program (www.livestrong.org). All I had to do was pony up some money and take my healthy body to the gym. There, along with 100 others, I did 4 hours of spinning to raise money for cancer research. It paled by comparison to what the people I was riding for go through every day, but 4 hours of spinning was tough. Of course, the spinning instructors didn’t ride for 4 hours, so they had fresh legs and measured way too high on the "perky" meter.

Today my legs are a little tired, but it was a good way to spend my Sunday.

Back on October 22nd I decided that the only way I was going to be the kind of cyclist I wanted to be (and the kind I used to be) was if I got my weight down.  I changed my diet (more on that later) and upped my workouts.  That included a decision to try and become a runner (and I use that term loosely).

I started with a program called “Couch to 5K Running Plan” from the Cool Running web site (www.coolrunning.com).  This 9 week program took me from alternating 60 seconds of jogging and 90 seconds of walking up to being able to comfortably run a 5K 3 times per week (OK, these are pretty slow 5K runs, but I survive them).  Survive was definitely the right word.  At the end of a run I had terrible knee pain and was more than happy to have it be over.  That’s when I decided that I needed to learn how to be a better runner.

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