Sometimes you just want to run. Day three of the Caveman diet and I've lost the caffeine shakes. I was weighing in at a slothful 74kg's a while back and realise that I need to be in the mid to high 60's. Remember - I'm not the tallest guy in the world. As for the training, I have hit all sessions this week so things are not looking good for the opposition!
Hang in there good people,
~RobbyRicc
Peter (pictured above) is ready to rock 'n roll. He was due to kickstart his solo rowing adventure across the Atlantic at the beginning of December, but due to various delays the race will only begin at noon today.
Here's some wisdom from Mac Banana's menu. Dream all you want but you don't move forward until you turn words into action. There is no time like the present to do what needs to be done.
Dream a little dream,
~RobbyRicc
Here's one of my favourite Christmas articles by my favourite author, David Sedaris.
Here's the best view in the world. Sunrise in the Free State on the way to the south coast with the family having a kip in the car while I listen to Cry The Beloved Country audiobook on the iPod.
Good vibrations,
~RobbyRicc
Newton shoes. Lots of fast people wear them. Note the four raised bars under the front part of the shoe. That makes you want to lean forward and run as though you're being chased by pitbulls. Buying pitbulls would be riskier but cheaper.
Check out the five toe running shoe. Barefoot running has been the rage. So some think we should mimic this with shoes. I think it's kind of halloweeny - a bit spooky. Never tried them, but they're bound to attract some stares. 
The next one is one of my little tricks. And sea urchins, my friends, are free. You take one of these bad boys and you hold it in between both hands, gently. Now you run. If you feel searing pain through your fingers, chances are you have applied some pressure to the urchin which means you are not running relaxed. Your fingers should not be clenched. Squeeze an urchin once, and you'll remember that the next time you run, I assure you.
That's Ben wearing his first pair of compression socks. He reckons they, together with his afternoon naps, help with his recovery too.Mich, my brother from another mother, sent me a book from the UK. There's nothing quite like a book suggested to you by someone who knows you, and your tastes. Mich was spot on.
The book was Haruki Murakami's "What I Talk About When I Talk About Running".
Here's a passage which really hits home.....
"I've been in this race a few times, so I recognize a few of the participants. As we wait for the race to start, we shake hands and chat. I'm not the type who gets easily along with others, but for some reason with other triathletes I have no problem. Those of us who participate in triathlons are unusual people. Think about it for a minute. Most all the participants have jobs and families, and on top of taking care of these, they swim and bike and run, training very hard, as part of their ordinary routine. Naturally this takes a lot of time and effort. The world, with its commonsensical viewpoint, thinks their lifestyle is peculiar. And it would be hard to argue with anyone who labeled them eccentrics and oddballs. But there's something we share, not something as exaggerated as solidarity, perhaps, but at least a sort of warm emotion, like a vague, faintly coloured mist over a late spring-peak. Of course, competition is part of the mix - it's a race after all - but for most of the people participating in a triathlon the competitive aspect is less important than the sense of a triathlon as a sort of ceremony by which we can affirm this shared bond."Stay the course,
~RobbyRicc
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