I know Bikram Yoga was the hottest thing around about a million years ago (ha ha, "hottest", that wasn't even an intentional pun!), but I just went for the first time tonight. Yeah, I'm so cutting edge! I really like yoga, but I find it doesn't mix well (for me) when I'm doing a lot of training, so I only end up practicing yoga for short bits of time here and there. I'd always wanted to try Bikram, but for some reason that never happened. Until tonight. Here's what I thought.
I love practicing yoga, and am always really appreciative of the (few) times I actually do it. Especially vinyasa yoga, which Bikram reminded me of in some ways. I love the challenge of holding the poses, and how your body lets you in a little bit at a time. So I enjoyed the series of poses that Bikram took me through, although it omitted a few of my favourites (like the sun salutation).
I really loved the heat. I knew it would be hot (obviously), but it was waayyy hotter than I was expecting. I loved how much I was sweating... basically at the end of the class I looked like I just got out of the pool (so did everyone else for that matter). I really like to sweat, and I really like heat. I enjoyed the feeling of sweat running everywhere. I don't know why I like sweating so much. I just do. Except now I'm still beet red in the face, several hours later. I may look like I have a disease.
I didn't like how the instructor talked for the ENTIRE 90 minutes. She never stopped talking. One thing I like about yoga (bear in mind, I mostly do it at home) is the silent, meditative-like state. Hard to zone out when someone is yammering away the whole time. And there was no peaceful music in the background. I love the peaceful new-agey music. Boo to the non-stop talking and no music.
Because of my knee injury, there were a couple of things I couldn't do. I didn't like how the instructor said I should do them anyway. I'm pretty sure she's not qualified to say things like that, especially when I know it's not a "mental limit" like she was saying, it's actually an acute physical injury I'm seeing an orthopaedic surgeon about.
Finally, I don't really like group yoga. I am not a fan of hearing a bunch of strangers breathing. That's my own hang up, I guess. I like practicing yoga at home, even with a small group of friends. But I've never felt entirely comfortable in a class setting. It was ok, but I'd rather be on my own.
Overall... I'd go back occasionally, but honestly I'd rather save the $20/session (yeah, expensive), and just crank the heat and do my own hatha routine at home. I know it's not the same thing, but I don't feel like I need an official "brand" of yoga. Bikram is also 90 minutes, and then add driving to the studio, showering after (there's no way I could have just pulled on sweats and driven home without showering first, who knew?) and then driving home... and it's well over a 2 hour commitment in an evening. Hard to work that into a training schedule.
Verdict: liked it. Not enough to make me a regular. But it did remind me how much I like practicing yoga, so I plan to do more of that (at home) over the winter.
Welcome To The Off Season
I achieved a major goal for myself yesterday, one that I'd set quite a while ago. Have one day where I accomplish absolutely nothing. Yesterday... check! Unless lying on the couch and reading a book counts. Ha ha. Welcome to the off season!
My off season started once the Bend race was over. I spent one week with just light training (I don't like to go full-stop), then last week with no training. This week I return to "training" but not really... just do what I want, when I want, for how long I want until the end of October. For the winter when I get back into more structured training, I'll add in a few months of weights, yoga, etc - stuff that I don't get around to when I'm doing more race-specific prep.
I'm actually itching to get out on my 'cross bike and rip around, which is the intended effect of a week completely off: to get me excited for what's coming up next. It also gives me some time to think about plans for next year, and catch up on stuff on my to-do list.
I also have an announcement that I'm super-psyched about: I'll be part of the 2014 Betty Designs team! Kristin makes the coolest, edgiest stuff and I couldn't be more stoked to be involved in promoting her brand. More details to come!
What does your off season look like?
My off season started once the Bend race was over. I spent one week with just light training (I don't like to go full-stop), then last week with no training. This week I return to "training" but not really... just do what I want, when I want, for how long I want until the end of October. For the winter when I get back into more structured training, I'll add in a few months of weights, yoga, etc - stuff that I don't get around to when I'm doing more race-specific prep.
I'm actually itching to get out on my 'cross bike and rip around, which is the intended effect of a week completely off: to get me excited for what's coming up next. It also gives me some time to think about plans for next year, and catch up on stuff on my to-do list.
I also have an announcement that I'm super-psyched about: I'll be part of the 2014 Betty Designs team! Kristin makes the coolest, edgiest stuff and I couldn't be more stoked to be involved in promoting her brand. More details to come!
What does your off season look like?
Leadman 125 Race Report
I don't know why it's taken me so long to write this, after all it's been almost two weeks since we raced. Maybe because I've hit a major inertia slowdown now that I'm in off-season mode. Anyway, without further adieu, here is my Leadman 125 report.
Jason and I drove up to Bend with the car absolutely loaded (as usual). The forecast for race day wasn't great, so we were as prepared as possible, bringing pretty much every piece of cold-weather gear we could. Good decision. We arrived in Bend, which is a beautiful little town in central Oregon. Did all the pre-race check in stuff, short ride, quick look at the lake and decided it was too cold to pre-swim (good decision), drove the bike course, etc. We dropped off our swim-to-bike bags and bikes at T1, then bike-to-run bags at T2, and settled in for the night with an eye on the forecast and incoming storm.
Race day was an early wake-up, as the lake was way out of town and we had to catch a shuttle before 6 for our 8:30 start. I was really glad I packed my down jacket, ski pants, toque (that's Canadian for beanie or knitted cap), gloves... we were pretty bundled up as the temperatures were close to freezing. But not actually freezing like friends racing IM Lake Tahoe experienced at least! As the sun came up, it warmed up a bit, which was definitely welcome. We got our bikes ready and then retreated to a heated tent to pull the wetsuits on.
We waded into the lake for the short swim over to the start line and gasped - it was sooooo friggin' cold! I kept my hands in the air for as long as I could, and just laughed at how ridiculously frozen they were. But that was quickly forgotten once the race started, and it was head down and go. Almost right away I found a set of feet to draft off, and ended up staying on them for the entire swim. I could feel the altitude right away (the swim was just over 4500' elevation, which is pretty significant for this sea-level girl) and had to switch my breathing to every two strokes instead of every three like I usually do in open water. But my swim training has been solid this year, and every time the feet I was following pulled away a bit, I'd pick the pace for a few strokes to catch back on. Major props to Noa for having me do "25 fast" in the middle of distance sets all the time; now I know what that was all about!
The lake was crystal clear, I had a nice draft, and got into a rhythm in the swim fairly quickly. We hit the turnaround buoy and headed back, and soon enough hit the boat launch and exited the lake. I looked at my Garmin... 34:05... so the swim was short. I knew I was having a good swim, but not that good! It was supposed to be 2.5km, but I'd say based on that time it was more like 2100m-ish. I was kind of bummed about it, as I'd been working hard on my swim and had a goal time in mind. It's hard to know if I was close to my goal when I don't really know what the distance was. It had been pretty windy overnight, so perhaps the buoys blew around. Or perhaps they measured the course in yards instead of meters, who knows. But turns out I had the second-fastest swim in my AG (W40-44; the fastest went to a pro, but there wasn't a pro category so she was racing AG), so I'm happy with that.
T1 was a bit of a grind. We ran up a boat launch, over about 100m to our gear bags, crossed the timing mat (so my official swim time was 34:50) and into a change tent. I had decided not to change completely, but put on socks, arm warmers, a vest, and gloves. It felt like it took forever to pull all that stuff on while wet... my T1 time was 6:17 (from my Garmin). I stuffed my wetsuit into the bag, ran to my bike, and lucky me had the farthest spot from the exit onto the course... but soon enough I was pedalling away.
The bike course was beautiful, but the day was cloudy and foggy so most of the views were obscured. The earlier rain kept the smoke from the controlled burn down, which was great as my throat and lungs were already working overtime with the elevation. I felt fantastic on my bike, knew I was riding well and was cruising along at my goal pace. I was a little bit cold - could have used a jacket instead of a vest - but that just made me work harder.
It was pretty lonely on the bike course and for most of it I didn't see many athletes go by or get gone by :). I was settling in, working hard, paying attention to how I was feeling and it was going by quickly. Then I ground almost to a halt. The course climbs gradually for the first half, then kicks up sharply at 5500' up to 6500'. I planned to ride that climb aggressively, but that plan went nowhere. I tried to push but was pushing a brick wall. I'm guessing it was the elevation, but I just couldn't get anything extra... between gasping for breath, trying to eat, and trying to ride hard I just didn't have the extra gear I wanted. So the climb became survival, and it seemed like everyone and their dog passed me before I got to the summit at the Mt. Bachelor ski area.
I was pretty happy for the descent into town, but honestly it was harder than I expected (which was my general impression of the bike course overall). It was fast, really fast, which was good, but took a lot of energy to hang on and control the bike... I wasn't coasting but I was working the descent. There were a few little ups just before the finish, and temperatures had warmed up in town so I felt my fingers and toes starting to thaw. I came into T2 in fourth place (I was kinda hoping for third) with a bike split of 3:47. I really wanted to ride under 3:40 for the 107 km, but knew my trouble pushing hard on the climb cost me that time.
I peeled off my extra clothes and tried to move quickly through T2 (2:22). Jason was waiting there, as he had just finished. He was second overall (by 30 seconds to a 25-year old) and absolutely destroyed his age group, taking the win by 49 minutes. Fun fact... there were a lot of fast girls in this race, but not that many fast guys as my swim/bike would have put me in 6th place in his AG (M40-44).
I knew the run would be difficult, to say the least. The course was pretty, winding around a new development and golf course, and very hilly. But the problem was not with the course, it was with me. I had an MRI for a knee injury a few months ago, and have been on a very restricted running plan. Basically 30 minutes, 3x/week (or close to that). So I knew the 12km run would not be my best performance. It was a mixture of running and walking, but the good news is that my knee never really hurt that much. It hurt to see my brutal run split (1:37, slowest of the day in my AG), and I came across the line in 8th place. 6:07 on the clock. Would have been great to be under 6 hours, but I never pushed hard on the run - just basically relaxed and enjoyed it.
The race itself is an interesting one. The course is definitely hard - they don't call it the Leadman Epic for nothing. The organization is really grass roots, and there are some rough edges they could take care of... but overall I'd recommend it and race it again. I'd like to try my hand at the 250 (5k swim, 223k bike, 24k run), and that's definitely on my list for when I feel like I'm really cycling-fit. The bike course in the 250 would be off-the-charts hard. It was our first time to Bend (Jason now wants to move there), and we'll definitely be back someday for more adventures. Hopefully it will be warmer!
Jason and I drove up to Bend with the car absolutely loaded (as usual). The forecast for race day wasn't great, so we were as prepared as possible, bringing pretty much every piece of cold-weather gear we could. Good decision. We arrived in Bend, which is a beautiful little town in central Oregon. Did all the pre-race check in stuff, short ride, quick look at the lake and decided it was too cold to pre-swim (good decision), drove the bike course, etc. We dropped off our swim-to-bike bags and bikes at T1, then bike-to-run bags at T2, and settled in for the night with an eye on the forecast and incoming storm.
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| We drove the bike course, and part of it was through a controlled burn by the Forest Service. That should make for some fun racing when our lungs will already be working hard at the altitude! |
Race day was an early wake-up, as the lake was way out of town and we had to catch a shuttle before 6 for our 8:30 start. I was really glad I packed my down jacket, ski pants, toque (that's Canadian for beanie or knitted cap), gloves... we were pretty bundled up as the temperatures were close to freezing. But not actually freezing like friends racing IM Lake Tahoe experienced at least! As the sun came up, it warmed up a bit, which was definitely welcome. We got our bikes ready and then retreated to a heated tent to pull the wetsuits on.
We waded into the lake for the short swim over to the start line and gasped - it was sooooo friggin' cold! I kept my hands in the air for as long as I could, and just laughed at how ridiculously frozen they were. But that was quickly forgotten once the race started, and it was head down and go. Almost right away I found a set of feet to draft off, and ended up staying on them for the entire swim. I could feel the altitude right away (the swim was just over 4500' elevation, which is pretty significant for this sea-level girl) and had to switch my breathing to every two strokes instead of every three like I usually do in open water. But my swim training has been solid this year, and every time the feet I was following pulled away a bit, I'd pick the pace for a few strokes to catch back on. Major props to Noa for having me do "25 fast" in the middle of distance sets all the time; now I know what that was all about!
The lake was crystal clear, I had a nice draft, and got into a rhythm in the swim fairly quickly. We hit the turnaround buoy and headed back, and soon enough hit the boat launch and exited the lake. I looked at my Garmin... 34:05... so the swim was short. I knew I was having a good swim, but not that good! It was supposed to be 2.5km, but I'd say based on that time it was more like 2100m-ish. I was kind of bummed about it, as I'd been working hard on my swim and had a goal time in mind. It's hard to know if I was close to my goal when I don't really know what the distance was. It had been pretty windy overnight, so perhaps the buoys blew around. Or perhaps they measured the course in yards instead of meters, who knows. But turns out I had the second-fastest swim in my AG (W40-44; the fastest went to a pro, but there wasn't a pro category so she was racing AG), so I'm happy with that.
T1 was a bit of a grind. We ran up a boat launch, over about 100m to our gear bags, crossed the timing mat (so my official swim time was 34:50) and into a change tent. I had decided not to change completely, but put on socks, arm warmers, a vest, and gloves. It felt like it took forever to pull all that stuff on while wet... my T1 time was 6:17 (from my Garmin). I stuffed my wetsuit into the bag, ran to my bike, and lucky me had the farthest spot from the exit onto the course... but soon enough I was pedalling away.
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| Bike course map. |
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| Working hard. |
The bike course was beautiful, but the day was cloudy and foggy so most of the views were obscured. The earlier rain kept the smoke from the controlled burn down, which was great as my throat and lungs were already working overtime with the elevation. I felt fantastic on my bike, knew I was riding well and was cruising along at my goal pace. I was a little bit cold - could have used a jacket instead of a vest - but that just made me work harder.
It was pretty lonely on the bike course and for most of it I didn't see many athletes go by or get gone by :). I was settling in, working hard, paying attention to how I was feeling and it was going by quickly. Then I ground almost to a halt. The course climbs gradually for the first half, then kicks up sharply at 5500' up to 6500'. I planned to ride that climb aggressively, but that plan went nowhere. I tried to push but was pushing a brick wall. I'm guessing it was the elevation, but I just couldn't get anything extra... between gasping for breath, trying to eat, and trying to ride hard I just didn't have the extra gear I wanted. So the climb became survival, and it seemed like everyone and their dog passed me before I got to the summit at the Mt. Bachelor ski area.
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| Bike course elevation profile. |
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| Nice roads to ride! |
I was pretty happy for the descent into town, but honestly it was harder than I expected (which was my general impression of the bike course overall). It was fast, really fast, which was good, but took a lot of energy to hang on and control the bike... I wasn't coasting but I was working the descent. There were a few little ups just before the finish, and temperatures had warmed up in town so I felt my fingers and toes starting to thaw. I came into T2 in fourth place (I was kinda hoping for third) with a bike split of 3:47. I really wanted to ride under 3:40 for the 107 km, but knew my trouble pushing hard on the climb cost me that time.
I peeled off my extra clothes and tried to move quickly through T2 (2:22). Jason was waiting there, as he had just finished. He was second overall (by 30 seconds to a 25-year old) and absolutely destroyed his age group, taking the win by 49 minutes. Fun fact... there were a lot of fast girls in this race, but not that many fast guys as my swim/bike would have put me in 6th place in his AG (M40-44).
I knew the run would be difficult, to say the least. The course was pretty, winding around a new development and golf course, and very hilly. But the problem was not with the course, it was with me. I had an MRI for a knee injury a few months ago, and have been on a very restricted running plan. Basically 30 minutes, 3x/week (or close to that). So I knew the 12km run would not be my best performance. It was a mixture of running and walking, but the good news is that my knee never really hurt that much. It hurt to see my brutal run split (1:37, slowest of the day in my AG), and I came across the line in 8th place. 6:07 on the clock. Would have been great to be under 6 hours, but I never pushed hard on the run - just basically relaxed and enjoyed it.
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| Run course. |
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| Finishing chute. |
The race itself is an interesting one. The course is definitely hard - they don't call it the Leadman Epic for nothing. The organization is really grass roots, and there are some rough edges they could take care of... but overall I'd recommend it and race it again. I'd like to try my hand at the 250 (5k swim, 223k bike, 24k run), and that's definitely on my list for when I feel like I'm really cycling-fit. The bike course in the 250 would be off-the-charts hard. It was our first time to Bend (Jason now wants to move there), and we'll definitely be back someday for more adventures. Hopefully it will be warmer!
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