Sunday, November 27, 2011

Photo: 3-mile run, 8:00 am, 40 degrees, Minneapolis, Minnesota

Weekly activity log:
Swim: 2,800 yds (ytd 233,300 yds.)
Bike: 61 miles (ytd 5,222 mi.)
Run: 17 miles (ytd 1,253 mi.)

In response to the seasonal rash of how-to articles detailing
10 tips to avoid gaining weight over the holidays, I've opted to pen my own:

DON'T FEED YOUR PIEHOLE LIKE AN IOWA CORN-FED PIG AT THE TROUGH! I live in Iowa. I've seen pigs eat. It isn't pretty... shoving their filthy faces in the slop. Grunting, snorting and making, well, pigs of themselves. Piglets are cute. Pigs are not. They're fat... really fat. Obese. They're bred to eat A LOT and then die at the slaughterhouse.

Don't want to gain weight? Maybe even lose a few pounds? Eat like a human. Take respectable helpings of food that's good for you. Chew. Chew some more. Wash it down with glass after glass of water. Carry on a conversation in between bites. Tell a joke. Sing a holiday carol. When you're finished, get out the door and play with your kids or the neighbors' kids or any kids or just act like a kid, or take the dog and yourself for a walk, run or ride.

Looking for nine more tips? You don't need them. It's not that difficult.
Can't do it? What are you, a pig?

Monday, November 21, 2011



Photo: 4-mile run, 6:30 am, 60 degrees, Scottsdale, Arizona

Weekly activity log:
Swim: 1,100 yds (ytd 230,500 yds.)
Bike: 68 miles (ytd 5,161 mi.)
Run: 12 miles (ytd 1,236 mi.)

Sunday, November 13, 2011



Photo: 2.5-hour fixie ride, 15-minute run, 11:00 am, 50 degrees, Lafayette, Iowa

Weekly activity log:
Swim: 3,200 yds (ytd 229,400 yds.)
Bike: 72 miles (ytd 5,093 mi.)
Run: 10 miles (ytd 1,224 mi.)

Why Not... Ride

Tuesday, November 08, 2011



Photo: 2.5-hour gravel ride with some modified chins at the end, 11:00 am, a dry 69 degrees in the basement, Marion, Iowa

Weekly activity log:
Swim: 0 yds (ytd 226,200 yds.)
Bike: 45 miles (ytd 5,021 mi.)
Run: 2 miles (ytd 1,214 mi.)

Monday, October 31, 2011

First, a BIG thank you to everyone who came, who rode and who conquered AGGI v2.

Mario Czarnomski once again proved unbeatable, setting a new course record as he crossed the very vague finish line with a finish time of 3:44:30. Unfortunately, Mario was unable to stay for the last finishers (frankly, we think he was just avoiding the GRAND PRIZE), so the GRAND PRIZE (from the Land of Sky Blue Waters) went to Matt Maxwell from Ames who finished a close second. Rounding out the podium was newcomer Charles Showalter. Tops among the women was recent Kona-qualifier, Jenny Lorenz, who was heard muttering throughout the day, “Hot tub, where’s my hot tub? Has anyone seen my hot tub?” All will receive FREE entry to next year's race.

Additional shout outs to:

  • Das Pitbull for tasty Crucible Jam. If you didn’t get any, you missed out. Morning-after toast just isn’t the same without it. FREE entry for you in 2012.


  • Tom Gehring for hauling himself and his beautiful Wild Turkey rig all the way from the Twin Cities. (Tom, the Surly Beer didn’t suck! FREE entry for you next year, too.)


  • Richard Studer for hanging in there and finishing in the dark. Richard had surgery this past week and still decided to show up and ride. FREE entry for Richard.


  • Zoey’s for great pizza pies, cold beer, friendly conversation and warmth.


  • Mother Nature for sparing us the rain and offering up wonderful hills, beautiful scenery and dust-free roads. But did you really need to include the wind, and then more wind?


  • Melanie, you’ll be back.


  • Lord Nibbles, Patron of the Hamster Clan, for signing in as such.


  • Big Al, for the sculpture and the host truck.


  • The spectators. Okay, so they were cattle, but it’s a start.


  • That dog off Rollins Rd that made us pick up the pace and then keep up the pace. “DOWN, BOY!”


  • In the end, numbers were up, times were faster and laughs were had well into the night. Another successful - and FREE - American Gothic Gravel Invitational in the books.

    Until next year,

    C.P.

    Monday, October 24, 2011




    It's Time!

    PowerBar®, The Crucible® and the Iowa Gravel Society™
    present
    The American Gothic Gravel Invitational™
    Sunday, 30 October 2011, 12:00 pm

    A 60-mile, balls-to-the wall, dust-in-yo-teeth, winner-take-all, free-of-charge bike race across the gravel roads of Linn County, Iowa. Yes, IOWA!

    Everyone gets: Dirty, satisfaction, camaraderie, the cue-sheet keepsake you see here, BONUS POSTER seen above (suitable for framing – WOW-FUN-WOW, COLLECT ALL TWO), and a get-together of some sort afterwards (but only if you stick around for the last finisher. Bring a few bucks if you're hungry.
    Zoey's was dang tasty last year). Word has it there MAY also be Crucible Jam for a lucky few. While we can’t guarantee a broken spoke, flat tire, dog bite (a couple strays have been added to the course) or saddle sore, if the fates are with ya, you may leave with a story to tell.

    One person gets: The grand prize (but only if he/she sticks around for the last finisher).

    Rules: Sign the notebook before the start. We roll out as a group at high noon (later start time this year… I need to mow). Once we hit gravel on the other side of Highway 13, the race is on. Follow the cue sheets ‘til you hit the finish. Sign the notebook with your name and finish time (there’ll be a stopwatch [or cheap Timex] by the notebook). No aid stations. No outside help. Don’t be stupid. Don’t cheat. Ride safe. Stop, look and listen. When you cross the highway(s), look and then look again. Don’t be a tool (ride like your grandmother is watching). And don't, don't, don't litter. The roads are open and the farmers are working harder than any of us. Stay to the right and outta their way. The roads and fields are theirs, not ours. Wave and they’ll wave back.

    Cue sheets: Click the pic. These are the only directions you’ll receive. Print ‘em. Bring ‘em. Lose ‘em and you'd better find someone to ride with. If you bring a buddy, make a copy for him/her and make sure your pal doesn’t get lost.

    Start/Finish line: Indian Creek Elementary School parking lot (by the OLD football field), 2900 Indian Creek Road, Marion, IA. There may be some road construction near the start/finish – look at it as your chance to ride creatively.

    In the event of a tie, the 100-yd Grant Wood Dash of Death will be held at the adjacent track to determine the winner. We’re REALLY hoping for a tie. Bring your running shoes… just in case.

    Fine print: You’re receiving this because you’re one of a select group (or someone we thought really had nothing better to do). This is an invitation-only race because we’ve seen what happens when some FREE events are opened to the inconsiderate masses. That said; if you want to bring along a kindred spirit, that’s cool, too. In fact, we encourage it.



    Large print: YOU'RE ON YOUR OWN. There is no sag wagon (though Crazy Pete will again ride ceremonial DFL and pick up the carnage), so choose your weapon wisely. If you get a flat, fix it. If you break down, work some mechanical magic or start walking. No one is coming to save you (unless you have a very forgiving spouse, child, parent or domestic partner). You got into it, you get out of it. That said, offer a helping hand if someone needs it, even if that means slowing down. As mentioned above, don't be a tool... but feel free to lend one.

    See you soon,


    Photo: 2-hour gravel ride, 30-minute run, 9:00 am, 50 degrees, Linn County, Iowa

    Weekly activity log:
    Swim: 4,200 yds (ytd 2220,000 yds.)
    Bike: 93 miles (ytd 4,894 mi.)
    Run: 14 miles (ytd 1,201 mi.)

    Some days you can see forever. Other days you can see even farther.

    Tuesday, October 18, 2011




    Video: 2-hour gravel ride, 30-minute run, 7:00 am, 40 degrees, Linn County, Iowa

    Weekly activity log:
    Swim: 4,300 yds (ytd 215,800 yds.)
    Bike: 77 miles (ytd 4,801 mi.)
    Run: 13 miles (ytd 1,187 mi.)

    FACT: Zombies don't ride bikes. Get out and ride.

    Monday, October 10, 2011



    Photo: 40-mile gravel ride, 4-mile run, 9:00 am, 60 degrees, Linn County, Iowa

    Weekly activity log:
    Swim: 1,500 yds (ytd 211,500 yds.)
    Bike: 130 miles (ytd 4,724 mi.)
    Run: 4 miles (ytd 1,187 mi.)

    Monday, October 03, 2011



    Photo: 26.2-mile run, 12:00 pm, 70 degrees, St. Paul, MN

    Weekly activity log:
    Swim: 2,600 yds (ytd 209,700 yds.)
    Bike: 26 miles (ytd 4,594 mi.)
    Run: 40 miles (ytd 1,183 mi.)

    A mass of humanity?
    A mess of humanity?
    I'm missing the humanity.

    Tuesday, September 27, 2011



    RIP, Copper

    No more medicine,
    Never another transfusion,
    One final car ride,
    One last breath.

    This time, a heart as big as the mountain you were named for just wasn’t quite big enough.

    Monday, September 26, 2011



    Photo: 10-mile run, 6:00 am, 40 degrees, Linn County, Iowa

    Weekly activity log:
    Swim: 3,100 yds (ytd 207,100 yds.)
    Bike: 74 miles (ytd 4,568 mi.)
    Run: 34 miles (ytd 1,143 mi.)

    Monday, September 19, 2011



    Photo: 46-mile fixie ride, 6-mile run, 9:00am, 50 degrees, Linn County, Iowa

    Weekly activity log:
    Swim: 3,000 yds (ytd 204,000 yds.)
    Bike: 102 miles (ytd 4,494 mi.)
    Run: 53 miles (ytd 1,109 mi.)

    It’s the little things…

    So you’ve crept into the top half of the finisher’s results… maybe you even made the awards ceremony at your local race. Your legs are now smoother than your face (for you guys, at least). You’ve already set your DVR for the re-rebroadcast of Kona. Congratulations! You’re becoming a triathlete…

    Or are you? Are you breaking these unwritten (until now) rules?

    Banana peels – Bananas are great for your health and fit so neatly in your jersey, but don’t drop the peel in the middle of the road. Sure it’s biodegradable, but at least toss it in the ditch where the field mice can enjoy it and the rest of us don’t need to look at it. See also: apple core
    Gel – The energy surge of a well-timed gel is magic, but dropping the wrapper is pathetic. Stick it in your pocket or in the leg of your shorts. Yes, it’s sticky, but littering is weak. Don’t do it when you’re training; don’t do it when you’re racing. Drop it by mistake? Go back and get it. Simple. See someone do it, call them out.
    Mechanicals – You’re on your training ride. Your average speed is your best yet. Suddenly you see a rider with a flat tire. Don’t blow past. Stop and ask if they need help. They may only need an extra hand, a tire lever or a call on your phone. Your amazing MPH can wait.
    Speaking of flat tires – Now that you’ve learned how to change one, don’t leave your tube on the roadside. Toss it over your shoulder and take it home…it’s perfect for holding up that tree you’re going to plant.
    Laps – You missed the masters’ workout. So you’re left swimming over your lunch hour during ‘open swim.’ The water joggers and back floaters don’t understand ‘fast lane’ or ‘swimming circles.’ Educate them, NICELY.
    Badass – You’re not one. You may be fitter than you’ve ever been, but keep it real. Go to an evening of mixed martial arts. Better yet, train with one of them. THEY are badass.
    Common Courtesy – You’re 40 miles from home, the pace line is rolling and John Deere just cut you off. Give the driver a wave and ‘good morning’ instead of the finger… he’s working harder than you and your mates, day-in day-out, and he may just be growing the beef, chicken, fruit and vegetables you’re about to eat.
    Family – You’re fit, we get it. So why is half your extended family carrying your wetsuit, schlepping your bike, and toting your gear pre- and post-race? Man-up and do it yourself.
    Race Reports – Do you really think Mom is going to read all seven installments of your latest race report? How about the rest of humanity? Hire an editor and cut it down to a 5-minute read.
    Stickers – We all get them. In race packets, every time we order a new bike part, with our various federation memberships… you don’t need to put them ALL on your car.
    Cycling Gloves, Helmet Pads – For the love of God, please wash them. That smell is YOU.
    Bike Racks – They’re for bikes… transporting them to and from races, your rides and the shop. Leaving your bike on the car for days/weeks/months at a time will surely trash your rig. We all understand that you’re a tri-dork. Now remove the bike, then take off the rack and store it in the garage. It’ll last for years.
    Sucker – Do I care if you suck off my wheel when I’m riding the backroads? Nope. But you better introduce yourself first and ask if it’s cool.
    More Sucker – Suck off my wheel during a race and I will get your race number… then I’ll find my very big non-triathlon friends and come looking for you. See: Badass
    Skinsuits – If you’re out in yours (dang, that’s sharp), training on your high-dollar rig (dang, that’s sharper still) and you see a rider ahead, don't catch them and then blow by. Instead, catch them, match their pace for a bit and introduce yourself. Then ride off after wishing them well. Karma comes around, believe me.
    Finisher’s shirts – At church? Really?
    Pee – We don’t care if you empty your bladder in front of us, but the guy does who owns the land you’re standing on. Find a field far away from his view.
    Wheels – For the umpteenth time, another new wheelset isn’t going to make you any faster than the last new wheelset or the new one before that. Put the credit card away and start riding more. Same goes for weight-shaving saddles, aero helmets, carbon this and titanium that.
    Fit – You skipped the new wheels (smart) and spent your cash being fitted for your bike (smarter still). Don’t go home and tweak (e.g. ruin) what they just did.
    EPIC – Read
    Endurance by Albert Lansing if you want epic. What we do is not epic.
    Ego – You passed a runner early this morning… the one in tattered shorts who was creeping along slowly. You chuckled to yourself, thinking how fast you’ve become. You’d better be nice. He/she was running 6 hours before you left the house, is 20 years older than you, and is training for a 100-miler. He/she could run circles around you and your day-glow singlet.
    Volunteer – At a race, a school, a library or a soup kitchen. You’ll feel good.
    Treadmills – Don’t you just hate it when someone’s using your favorite treadmill? They’re not training for the big race, yet they’re determined to shuffle along for the club’s 30-minute maximum. Instead of tossing a tantrum, find the door and run outside (it’s where you should’ve been in the first place).
    Races – Create your own. It doesn’t have to have an entry fee. It doesn’t need awards, medals or t-shirts. Get a group together, beat the snot out of each other, and then share stories over pizza when you’re finished.

    Sunday, September 11, 2011



    Video: 3,000-yard swim, 7-mile gravel run, 60-mile gravel ride, 7-mile gravel run, 5:00am, 60 degrees, Linn County, Iowa

    Weekly activity log:
    Swim: 7,000 yds (ytd 201,000 yds.)
    Bike: 121 miles (ytd 4,392 mi.)
    Run: 38 miles (ytd 1,056 mi.)

    I’ll be honest. Sometimes it just doesn’t work out.

    Say, for example, you have a race planned for the weekend; a long, long race a long, long ways from home. But then maybe your dog falls ill and needs a blood transfusion and a cocktail of drugs administered regularly and constant attention. And maybe your daughter moves off to college, but then has a bit of an emotional meltdown and needs you, really needs you. So maybe you pull the plug on your far, far away race and care for your dog and your daughter, because that’s what you do. Then, maybe you give up for the year, rack the bike, closet the running shoes and shelve the speedo.

    Or maybe, just maybe, you quit moping, set your alarm and get out the door to finish off a favorite swim workout, head out on one of your favorite, long gravel rides, and top it off with a long run or two you enjoyed from years ago.

    Maybe… maybe not.

    Tuesday, September 06, 2011


    Photo: 2,000-yd swim, 10-mile run, 6:00am, 60 degrees, Linn County, Iowa

    Weekly activity log:
    Swim: 6,100 yds (ytd 194,000 yds.)
    Bike: 76 miles (ytd 4,271 mi.)
    Run: 30 miles (ytd 1,018 mi.)

    Wednesday, August 31, 2011



    Photo: 10-mile run, 30-mile fixie ride, 6:00am, 65 degrees, Linn County, Iowa

    Weekly activity log:
    Swim: 2,100 yds (ytd 187,900 yds.)
    Bike: 145 miles (ytd 4,195 mi.)
    Run: 40 miles (ytd 988 mi.)




    Photo: 2,000-yard swim, 10-mile run, 8:30am, 70 degrees, Marion, Iowa

    Weekly activity log:
    Swim: 5,300 yds (ytd 185,800 yds.)
    Bike: 70 miles (ytd 4,050 mi.)
    Run: 38 miles (ytd 948 mi.)

    Flip turns gone wild!

    Monday, August 15, 2011



    C.P. on Vimeo.

    Photo: 3-hour ride, 5:30am, 60 degrees, Linn County, Iowa

    Weekly activity log:
    Swim: 5,400 yds (ytd 182,500 yds.)
    Bike: 130 miles (ytd 3,980 mi.)
    Run: 29 miles (ytd 910 mi.)

    Sun rising to the right,
    Moon setting to the left,
    Trouble straight ahead.

    Sunday, August 07, 2011





    C.P. on Vimeo.

    Photo: 3-hour fixie ride, 7:30am, 75 degrees, Linn County, Iowa

    Weekly activity log:
    Swim: 6,900 yds (ytd 177,100 yds.)
    Bike: 122 miles (ytd 3,850 mi.)
    Run: 23 miles (ytd 881 mi.)

    Monday, August 01, 2011



    Photo: 55-mile ride, 2-mile run, 8:30am, 75 degrees, Linn County, Iowa

    Weekly activity log:
    Swim: 1,800 yds (ytd 170,200 yds.)
    Bike: 102 miles (ytd 3,728 mi.)
    Run: 5 miles (ytd 858 mi.)

    Home Sweet Home with the Usual Suspects.