tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75548510972961509362024-03-13T11:28:20.151-04:00Fueled by IronOne man's journey to swim, bike, run, train and race his way to an Ironman.Dutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.comBlogger243125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-39271828297210455812020-03-10T11:29:00.001-04:002020-03-10T11:29:22.765-04:00A proper timepiece makes all the difference<br />
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<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DRhBgva6k7U/XmeyASPJwNI/AAAAAAAADmE/7wfUHnY-Zog-8bYLWCNCeIA35pxeLVcpQCK4BGAYYCw/s1600/watch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DRhBgva6k7U/XmeyASPJwNI/AAAAAAAADmE/7wfUHnY-Zog-8bYLWCNCeIA35pxeLVcpQCK4BGAYYCw/s400/watch.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">After losing 60lbs and getting back to "fit Dutch", I've worked more on clothing and accessories that reflect me and my personality. </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">As a former Army Ranger, triathlete, power
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I've found that watches are the one thing that a man can add to his ensemble that quickly makes a statement . The Italians call it "sprezzatura"...a brash style. A large, attractive, well built, luxury watch, matched with a great outfit is the human equivalent of driving up in a Ferrari. It's bold. It's ostentatious and it's going to get you noticed. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">That sums up EVERY watch that the S-Force Brand makes. They have six different collections ranging from everyday wearers to timepieces that belong on the red carpet. The watches are in the 50mm size and they are sure to grab attention no matter where you are.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I went with the "Adonis", a stunning dual time, calendar, chronograph. Because of my smaller wrists I decided to get it in the new 43mm size option. This watch is b<span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21;">uilt like a tank, has great weight and rugged good looks that fit in on the gun range, gym, with </span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; display: inline;">every day clothes AND with a suit. It has Swiss movement, luminous markers and hands, steel case, sapphire crystals and one of my favorite features...a beefy crown guard to prevent “watch bite”.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21;">Want to get one for yourself or choose from a host of other wicked styles and designs?! Click the link “</span><a data-lynx-mode="asynclazy" data-lynx-uri="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fbit.ly%2F2PnvgJS%3Ffbclid%3DIwAR2kp3mURbRK92GyRenCqEzMQtxWvM3CXCldTgqKzdD4gz1846ymos8cN-A&h=AT1NlBBYlwJJ-LdvRckqk3lmB9FGgAcw7tr7rZ8mVTDGv4kJY_ULH90VykzRUO0YIzzdAAUsHv3PtVMV9-edYnMZ6brHPX9S9gffTj5yke0a_WQr6QCXRQmfkYWTlYdSqZqXiQQ" href="https://bit.ly/2PnvgJS?fbclid=IwAR2kp3mURbRK92GyRenCqEzMQtxWvM3CXCldTgqKzdD4gz1846ymos8cN-A" rel="nofollow noopener" style="color: #385898; cursor: pointer; text-decoration-line: none;" target="_blank">http://bit.ly/2PnvgJS</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21;">“, or hit their site and enter “Dutch10” at checkout. You won’t be disappointed. Their timepieces are just badass. And did you see on the watch face? “Strength overcomes”...indeed, indeed it does! And. What do you think? Should I stay with the 43mm or go up to to 50mm?! Inquiring minds wanna know.</span><span style="color: #1c1e21;"><br /></span></span><div>
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Dutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-70669477140805839372020-01-09T17:30:00.000-05:002020-02-27T16:14:35.185-05:00When check-ins are FANTASTIC!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ldZyQYpxb8/XkbtCHwKNGI/AAAAAAAADj8/-ltVJgwaQEEgPzfBP5A0iyZZN3Df0Ch5QCK4BGAYYCw/s1600/dutchnew.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ldZyQYpxb8/XkbtCHwKNGI/AAAAAAAADj8/-ltVJgwaQEEgPzfBP5A0iyZZN3Df0Ch5QCK4BGAYYCw/s400/dutchnew.jpg" /></a><span style="background-color: white; color: #262626; font-family: , "blinkmacsystemfont" , "segoe ui" , "roboto" , "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #262626; font-family: , "blinkmacsystemfont" , "segoe ui" , "roboto" , "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">I have been on this “transformation of me” journey and for the first time in a year (yup, I’ve been at this with Casey Shipp</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #262626; font-family: , "blinkmacsystemfont" , "segoe ui" , "roboto" , "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"> for a year) I didn’t drop weight. I actually added a pound. Hehe. And. All the personal exploration and growth, the workouts, the food, the mindset and an extra pound (I’m 164lbs)...look like that. I’m not gonna lie, a year ago I didn’t think recovering from surgery or dropping the weight I’d put on afterward or even fixing my mindset was possible. This past year has been filled with ups and downs...some I never thought I’d recover from.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #262626; font-family: , "blinkmacsystemfont" , "segoe ui" , "roboto" , "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Now, I’m looking at power lifting meets and bodybuilding competitions in 2020, I’m looking at Ironman races and I’m looking at a career change. I’m planning what I want my life to be in the next 6 months, year, 5 years and 10 years and I want to get after it with my Ranger tenacity and focus.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #262626; font-family: , "blinkmacsystemfont" , "segoe ui" , "roboto" , "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Am I proud of the work I’ve done thus far and how I look? You bet your ass I am!!! I’ve lost 60lbs and completely rebuilt myself skin in and skin out. Am I done? Hells no I am not!!! I got stronger and leaner to get and new challenges to undertake. Let’s see what this body and a fresh, positive-thinking-mind and perspective can do! Hell, if this kid with body dysmorphic disorder can be excited to share progress pics...anything is possible! And oh by the way...if I can do it and look like this at 47 after numerous injuries, surgeries, repairs and recoveries (physically and mentally I might add)...I promise you that YOU can do it too.</span>Dutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-26451162003961904042019-10-08T15:14:00.005-04:002019-10-08T15:19:49.018-04:00That look when you see it IS paying off<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #1c1e21; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px;">Ya, that’s a total look of surprise on my face! And...honestly...I don’t even recognize me. I’ve come so far and transformed myself, skin in and skin out, so much over the last 10 months. And these last 10 months have been a roller coaster of ups and downs. From work to my personal life to my health. I've had some amazing highs (like I thought I finally had life nailed down and was happy and was on top of the world) and some unbelievable lows (that honestly just gutted me, tore my heart out, and introduced me to a level of misery I never knew and that I never thought I'd be able to recover from). It's just crazy. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #1c1e21; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px;">I did really believe I was due for some </span></span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">good karma (</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">because</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"> Gods know I've been </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">depositing</span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #1c1e21; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px;"> good karma in the bank for YEARS) and I knew that AT SOME POINT I'd catch a break. I mean, I'd have to right?! And then boom. My work situation is deal-able (looking up even) my personal life gets on track with an amazing person and my body looks like this. And...dare I say it...I'm actually happy. I don't want to jinx it but ya, life is pretty great. And it shows.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;">I don’t post pics like this...ever. But I’ve been having conversations with my coach and some other folks about being open and honest and I preach you have to be positive and think positively about yourself. I’m great at saying it to other people but I’m really bad at doing it for me. How bad you ask? I recently had a dear friend whom I adore point out how I’m downright malicious I am to myself on occasion. To have that pointed out to me from someone who doesn’t see me that often really struck a nerve. And that was part of my reason to spend time, energy and money to work on changing my mind and myself. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;">This is post a 1-mile swim in the Caribbean ocean here in Aruba. N</span><span style="font-size: 12pt;">o shirt, no filters, no smirk, no problems. Right? Wrong. Lots of problems. I don't put up pics like this on purpose. Because it can’t stand to look at myself (ya, I put up gym/workout pics but that’s a little different). It's called Body Dysmorphic Disorder...and I’ve suffered from it most of my life. It's not a girl thing or a guy thing...it's a people thing. Not something uncommon that people who have been obese (or people who are skinny or people who have issues with their looks in general, honestly) deal </span><span style="font-size: 12pt;">with. For me -the former as an adult, the latter as a child/teenager. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12pt;">Even though I’ve dropped the 245lbs I used to weigh at my heaviest...and even when I was 170lbs Ironman racing...I still thought/think I look fat. </span><span style="color: #454545;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">And my body...if it were a wonderland, all the rides have been broken...multiple times. Torn, sick, ripped, fractured, repaired, operated on, healed. I've put this body through hell (my brain too) and I’m paying dearly for it now. </span></span><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12pt;">Cut to me to today where I’m at around 200/205lbs (I don’t honestly know because scales and weighing myself makes me very upset) and I refuse to look at myself in the mirror...much less without clothes on...and even though I have medical issues I am and have been dealing with, for quite some time (and the docs can’t understand how I get anything accomplished based on my health - honestly it’s a combo of stubbornness and “Ranger” willpower)...all is see is the unattractive </span><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">(even though to be honest I’ve never seen myself as a good looking guy. Just being honest, not fishing for compliments) </span><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12pt;">Jabba the Hutt version of myself. And it takes a toll. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;">I was dreading this trip to Aruba because how can you not be happy and half naked at the beach?! I had hoped to look different for this trip too given the workouts and food and work I’ve been doing over the last 6 weeks but since I’m not gorgeous with 12 pack abs, my level of stress was through the roof. </span><span style="font-size: 12pt;">But, but, but, the “change” now is not beating myself up...rather it’s focusing on the work I have been doing. Even here while on vacation. I’m making sure I’m still getting my workouts in (gym, yoga AND meditation) eating LOTS of delicious grilled seafood and veggies and fresh fruit and not gorging on sweets and/or alcohol. Does it take away from my enjoyment on vacation? Nope. But it does make me feel like I’m not losing the gains I’ve made thus far. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;">I don’t know if I look any different but I certainly feel different. I feel stronger. I feel like I’m getting fit again. I’m actually sleeping (solid, REM sleep that I haven’t enjoyed in YEARS) AND I feel better regardless of how I “look”. I share all this because a: people make assumptions about me and my health and my fitness (and they’re almost always wrong) and b: I know I’m not the only guy that struggles with this and others who do should know they’re not alone. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;">I’ve said it before but you body eats everything you give it...including negativity. The only way to change and grow is to be positive and accepting of your limitations, change what you can and reach out for help to change the things your struggling with. That “re-wiring” of the brain in addition to the physical stuff is the key to success and a lesson I’m learning. You can only “Ranger through everything” for so long. I’m not where I want to be...but I’m getting there. </span></div>
Dutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-18835248471878093802019-03-14T23:00:00.000-04:002019-03-15T10:57:10.301-04:00So here's the deal...<span></span><br />
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<span data-offset-key="dk4gt-0-0"><span data-text="true">Look, it's not like I haven't been seeing docs and trying to figure out what's going on. But, it’s taken me years, literally, to find a team of health care folks to listen to me (an A++ personality-ed, high performing athlete-person that knows <i>something’s</i> wrong) as opposed to giving me the standard “you’re healthier than x percent of the population, you’re fine” crap answers I’ve been getting from docs. Even more importantly that team has given me a path forward and hope that this will be fixed. And when something’s not working, there’s something else to try. And...there’s no giving up until we get it fixed. Because it's fixable! That's led to a whole package revamp if you will (meds, food, workout regimens, mental approaches, mental outlook) that's constantly under review. </span></span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="emmgc-0-0"><span data-text="true">So...do not take "no" or "your fine" as an answer. I swear to the gods that if I have one more doc tell me "if my patients were as healthy as you are, I'd be out of a job", I'll set a building on fire. Ya doc, but I'M not a 100%, could we focus on getting ME better?!?! No it's not your "age". No, you're not "crazy" (well ya, maybe you are but that's not the reason you're not performing optimally". There is a symptom and there's always a cure or at the very least a fix. Don't settle for any answer that's less than that.</span></span></div>
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Dutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-33939363965391680682019-02-18T22:00:00.000-05:002019-02-20T14:43:35.064-05:00Learning lessons<a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BqHjI9gVTMk/XG2teY45GiI/AAAAAAAADDw/sB7EAVtQujoY61x1lkLf6Li3pfmWhUWhgCLcBGAs/s1600/dutch1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="749" data-original-width="749" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BqHjI9gVTMk/XG2teY45GiI/AAAAAAAADDw/sB7EAVtQujoY61x1lkLf6Li3pfmWhUWhgCLcBGAs/s320/dutch1.jpg" width="320" /></a>How is it that with this new workout/food plan I’m stronger and “feel
lean” but look like a busted can of biscuits out of the gym?! I mean
after 3 weeks I why don’t I have a 6 pack already?!?! <span class="_5mfr"><span class="_6qdm" style="background-image: url("https://static.xx.fbcdn.net/images/emoji.php/v9/t34/1/16/1f914.png?_nc_eui2=AeHjdwsu0V4oSY3pgcf6sjTv_3atyhB469k1jmbwHXtNDF1ounbYuyaE2nYKyczX2vJ-XSFz9yP3naY-SHZ74uHi3Exnl5u1wIUIEN6Ld9jT3A"); font-size: 16px; height: 16px; width: 16px;"></span></span><span class="_5mfr"><span class="_6qdm" style="background-image: url("https://static.xx.fbcdn.net/images/emoji.php/v9/td0/1/16/1f602.png?_nc_eui2=AeENYGveM9jBWfOyaqcz35w0knWK2ZWx0TfE6mgVMipQImHs9s9hRNlSESneS3NCq46XhPXQuAZCPnHaAG54esGtJP2QI_fySs0ucDQ0a8cJZA"); font-size: 16px; height: 16px; width: 16px;"></span></span>No, as unrealistic a thought as that is...I still have it.<br />
<br />
Yes, today
was shoulders and of course I threw in some arms (because, duh) but that
pump/look only lasted about 10 minutes (what? I know how to take a
picture!). There have been some major changes I HAVE made though.
Probabl<span class="text_exposed_show">y the biggest being sleep. If I’m
exhausted and dozing off, beating myself up in the gym probably isn’t
going to help a fatigue problem.</span><br />
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I can’t even begin to tell you how hard
a lesson that’s been to learn! Another is being kinder to myself. I
honestly can’t even believe I’m writing that. I have always been my own
worst critic and NO ONE rides me harder than I ride myself. And it’s
been a steady diet fueled with negative verbiage and energy. One can
only do that for so long before it takes a toll. And it’s taken a toll.
Focusing on the wins rather than getting bogged down in the failures is
the stepping stone to success. Man, that’s a tough one to rewire my
brain over. Not to mention there was a time that spending less than an
hour in the gym meant I really didn’t work. Ha! I guarantee I worked my
ass off. That was a heavy workout and the time it took doesn’t matter.
Like the old Army adage goes “train to standard, not to time”. I got my
lifts in and the workout competed. I’m trying to learn, grow, and most
importantly I’m trying to be betterDutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-72653420533101650262019-02-09T16:30:00.000-05:002019-02-11T14:39:06.745-05:00It ain't all pretty<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-40tD1i7Ad74/XGBsIWCULkI/AAAAAAAADBQ/Kv0TjzhDxmANasW8r1v3s1ssmTj5xVuMwCEwYBhgL/s1600/IMG_6602.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="200" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-40tD1i7Ad74/XGBsIWCULkI/AAAAAAAADBQ/Kv0TjzhDxmANasW8r1v3s1ssmTj5xVuMwCEwYBhgL/s200/IMG_6602.JPG" width="200" /></a></div>
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<a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U5r9j7W1au0/XGBsE9rSrUI/AAAAAAAADBE/UEGemVCD_UIVqu1we_aSve8TviQolM-8ACLcBGAs/s1600/IMG_6604.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="200" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U5r9j7W1au0/XGBsE9rSrUI/AAAAAAAADBE/UEGemVCD_UIVqu1we_aSve8TviQolM-8ACLcBGAs/s200/IMG_6604.JPG" width="200" /></a><span title="Edited">That face pretty much sums it up. Sheer disgust. Social media gets flooded with pretty people hitting all their workout
marks and looking great doing it when in reality most of us (if not all
of us) are barely keeping our heads above water and look like hammered
shit in the process. All the while balancing the day job and the gym
time and on occasion a hobby or two.<br /><br />Over a week of getting
killer workouts and good food only to have life and work crap shit it
all up the following week. Bonus? I got sick. The cold or the crud or
something. I spent three of the days this past week just coming home and
falling asleep on the sofa until the wee hours of the morning. Now I
know people are gonna say “don’t be so hard on yourself” or “life
happens” but it’s just that kind of sentiment that keeps us from
attaining our goals. It’s okay to pay a coach to yell at us but it’s not
ok to yell at ourselves. Or some such nonsense. <br />So, a little
pre-workout, some good tunes and a self imposed bag smashing session
later and I feel a bit better. Maybe even throw in another workout later
today to catch up. No surprise that with this new training regimen my
legs are coming back quickly. Now if only the rest of my body will
follow suit. I’m grateful to have a stockpile of these <a class="notranslate" href="https://www.instagram.com/topoathletic/">@topoathletic</a>
shoes. Since lifting barefooted is frowned upon now, they’re the next
best thing, perfect for the gym and keep my feet, legs and</span><span title="Edited"></span><span title="Edited"> core engaged
throughout my workouts. </span>Dutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-65256763253757558952019-02-06T16:02:00.000-05:002019-02-11T16:03:41.482-05:00Badge of courage<a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dEnPxj0Xqp4/XGHiXR4zW5I/AAAAAAAADCg/VSrp9yvoFec3OqjtBThs7jclEYFyKM9EwCLcBGAs/s1600/hands.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1080" height="200" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dEnPxj0Xqp4/XGHiXR4zW5I/AAAAAAAADCg/VSrp9yvoFec3OqjtBThs7jclEYFyKM9EwCLcBGAs/s200/hands.jpg" width="160" /></a><span>So much for those pretty hands of mine. Haha. </span><br />
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<span>Structured workouts,
where I don’t have to think and can just focus on getting the work done
are something I haven’t had in a while. I’m not dropping weight but I’m
increasing the weight of every lift with every workout. That’s what the
focus has to be now and the rest will come. </span><br />
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<span>And my hands...those are a badge of honor from doing work. The main things is to keep my head in the game and continue to drag my tired, fat, butt to the gym. I’ll see the work I do
today...six weeks from now. </span>Dutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-69759916148606223102019-02-02T00:00:00.000-05:002019-02-11T13:44:02.715-05:00Making it a habit<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VOgyIc7b8kM/XGHCHKT9RoI/AAAAAAAADB0/USEwQkCZNfMu_pQKTDEV3kiT38upN86KwCK4BGAYYCw/s1600/post1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VOgyIc7b8kM/XGHCHKT9RoI/AAAAAAAADB0/USEwQkCZNfMu_pQKTDEV3kiT38upN86KwCK4BGAYYCw/s200/post1.jpg" width="149" /></a>So that was an hour plus workout of just shoulders and upper back. Phew.
It...was...a...smoker. Like I’m literally shaking trying to type this.
LOL. Going into my second week of workouts (4th day of this new workout
routine) and revamped diet...and I’m already seeing a change but more
importantly, I FEEL better. Mentally and physically.<br />
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Although, I am sore
in places I’ve never been sore before. <span class="_5mfr"><span class="_6qdm" style="background-image: url("https://static.xx.fbcdn.net/images/emoji.php/v9/t2e/1/16/1f633.png"); font-size: 16px; height: 16px; width: 16px;"></span></span><span class="_5mfr"><span class="_6qdm" style="background-image: url("https://static.xx.fbcdn.net/images/emoji.php/v9/td0/1/16/1f602.png"); font-size: 16px; height: 16px; width: 16px;"></span></span>The day got away from me and I had NO desire to go the the gym. But,
excuses and laziness don’t build bodies. So I dragged my butt to the
gym. Big stuff coming and I’m really looking forward to seeing how this
turns out...especially with a birthday on the horizon.Dutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-68318461195433907902019-01-09T16:30:00.000-05:002019-02-11T14:14:47.053-05:00A good day<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_JCFTwmVGc4/XGHJZNcJ-mI/AAAAAAAADCI/TeAiRv5Ji-IM7-o8Xk1wN-LA8Yfe7HNawCK4BGAYYCw/s1600/49761463_10157489786245681_4772467487792955392_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_JCFTwmVGc4/XGHJZNcJ-mI/AAAAAAAADCI/TeAiRv5Ji-IM7-o8Xk1wN-LA8Yfe7HNawCK4BGAYYCw/s200/49761463_10157489786245681_4772467487792955392_n.jpg" width="200" /></a><span>Yoga and core workouts again for breakfast, another solid day of
meals...but combined with my ramping back up to training lately (baby
steps, what?!) and the intensity of my workouts...I felt a bit worn out.
But...I have a new tool to add to my arsenal. The pre-workout from <a class="notranslate" href="https://www.instagram.com/nano.hydr8/">@nano.hydr8.</a>
It’s not just good...it’s GRREEAAATTT! Just one conveniently packaged
“shot” and not only was I ready to get after it, I knocked out a solid
55 minutes of cardio...with a 45 minute dumbbell, kettlebell, medicine
ball, slam ball workout chaser. Oh my! I have missed the pain/pleasure.
LOL </span>Dutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-70644270795703342652019-01-01T14:32:00.000-05:002019-02-11T14:33:06.068-05:00Keep trying<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hGSMwVfYWQU/XGHNtYwKtJI/AAAAAAAADCY/lG1hV4XtCSMs4-V67fw68VlIq2GPBDFswCK4BGAYYCw/s1600/post.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hGSMwVfYWQU/XGHNtYwKtJI/AAAAAAAADCY/lG1hV4XtCSMs4-V67fw68VlIq2GPBDFswCK4BGAYYCw/s320/post.jpg" width="320" /></a>My mantra for 2019? Be uncomfortable. Ya, well I accomplished that
on that little jaunt. Training doesn’t suck. Not training for an
extended period and then going back to training...THAT sucks. But, it
wasn’t about how long or far or fast, it was simply to GO for a run.
These past few months haven’t been the best. Partly because of self
imposed stress and partly because of stresses imposed on me. All have
had a deleterious effect on me. I need to get better at managing both.
Here’s to new beginnings.Dutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-90097497270188862842018-11-11T21:30:00.000-05:002018-11-13T10:40:24.589-05:00Hello old friend<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span>Ok, so...two things. </span><br />
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<span>1: this is the LifeCycle 9500HR. As you can see, the sitting posture on this machine is way more
aggressive than newer versions. It’s way closer to the stretched out
aero position of a tribike and I love it. I can’t find these in gyms
anymore (because the newer versions are more upright and
comfortable...blah) but I was lucky to hit the one gym that still has
one. When I first got back into triathlon years ago, that I started
training in the winter, I spent HOURS on this bike. Tonight was like
sitting in an old friend. You know what I mean. </span><br />
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<span>2: if you know me, I
have a lot of trouble with “moderation”. And getting back to training is
as much about training your heart as training your muscles. The bulk of
tonight’s workout was lower HR. I need to do more workouts like this.
Ugh. This slow-build, “moderation” thing is gonna kill me. I want
nothing more than to kick my ass on a long back ride or run. Soon, I
hope. </span>Dutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-66362564287006467422018-11-09T17:30:00.000-05:002018-11-13T10:41:00.561-05:00Oh New England...<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6dES7PX_vmM/W-rhLFwQVoI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/VD0ztGYbUKE_6F9t1wZ4K47HR0OQ_eNPgCK4BGAYYCw/s1600/46022138_10157324540220681_2166791647709364224_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6dES7PX_vmM/W-rhLFwQVoI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/VD0ztGYbUKE_6F9t1wZ4K47HR0OQ_eNPgCK4BGAYYCw/s320/46022138_10157324540220681_2166791647709364224_n.jpg" width="240" /></a><span title="Edited">I
hate a lot of things about living in New England...but there’s
something about running in the last hours of the day, as the sun
stretches to hold on, seeing your breath in the chill air that’s pretty
awesome. </span><br />
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<span title="Edited">You know, between hacking up from the cold air in the bottom of
your lungs and the fact that it’s sunset at 4:30pm!!!</span><br />
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<span title="Edited">And for the
first time in ever, I actually listened to the advice I give other folks
and went for an easy 3 miler as I get back into the groove of training
again. There’s this lake near me and the “loop” is a great run and
provides some awesome fall views. The new ‘do is cool...but that air was
COLD on my head. Guess I’ll need to grab a beanie next time! The last
few days have been great since I’m back to training, doing yoga, getting
sleep, meal prep’ing, getting tasks done and pulling my head out of my
ass. Momentum is indeed funny thing.</span>Dutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-40445182186757055222018-04-08T10:45:00.000-04:002018-04-13T11:30:46.023-04:00So this moderation thing...<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vY17FgHixYI/WtDMlrEikzI/AAAAAAAACvk/Wg9dkOQEadkRakLn_V-lsBcu8ASDX_O2gCK4BGAYYCw/s1600/gym1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vY17FgHixYI/WtDMlrEikzI/AAAAAAAACvk/Wg9dkOQEadkRakLn_V-lsBcu8ASDX_O2gCK4BGAYYCw/s320/gym1.jpg" width="320" /></a><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">So I have an issue with “moderation”. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px;">The last few weeks I’ve been wearing myself out mentally then going to smash my bags at the gym, all while cutting back on calories. Seems I kinda ran myself in the ground. So, I decided to take a week off. Spend time reading, writing, sketching and not obsessing over everything I ate. It was nice but I feel like I put on 50lbs and generally feel worse than when I decided to take some time off. Is that even possible. Is this some weird hurdle that I need to get over and will then start to feel normal?</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Back to the gym I go. I short l</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">ift then onto the bike for some cardio...then a core workout when I got home...because, you know, I hate myself of course. Let’s see if I can find some balance this time.</span>Dutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-3443333217525568332018-03-19T23:16:00.000-04:002018-04-13T13:17:11.258-04:00Trying to salvage the day<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vlc8MmNzTnE/WtDkoybnY1I/AAAAAAAACv0/onHhyszR_sU7suFzmWzORutYpeBDwXnrACK4BGAYYCw/s1600/watch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vlc8MmNzTnE/WtDkoybnY1I/AAAAAAAACv0/onHhyszR_sU7suFzmWzORutYpeBDwXnrACK4BGAYYCw/s320/watch.jpg" width="320" /></a><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">The day? Absolute garbage. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px;">I don't know when spring or even summer is going to show up at this point. With all this snow and cold I'm expecting to get more snowshoeing in. In a couple days when we're gonna get hit with more even more snow...</span></span></span>Dutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-61130525999969606532018-03-10T19:24:00.000-05:002018-04-13T13:25:56.528-04:00I don't have time to be sick<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vwjCdl1Vy_s/WtDn6uoffwI/AAAAAAAACwA/R6ZaZ6jH5ykUr181aqxaGQVaaM6oZUNqQCK4BGAYYCw/s1600/watchrun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vwjCdl1Vy_s/WtDn6uoffwI/AAAAAAAACwA/R6ZaZ6jH5ykUr181aqxaGQVaaM6oZUNqQCK4BGAYYCw/s320/watchrun.jpg" width="320" /></a><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">I felt like absolute garbage all day. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">I didn’t know what I was going to do but I knew I had to do something. So an hour on the treadmill with a core/rehab workout chaser it is. At this point it’s not about mileage or pace (yes, even writing that kills a little piece of my soul) it’s about sustained, low heart rate effort. Mission accomplished. NyQuil and bed for me.</span>Dutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-21390423774408273182018-02-27T08:37:00.000-05:002018-02-27T12:38:00.743-05:00I enjoy hiking...who knew?!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XKCqJejPAq4/WpWXPJ5XE2I/AAAAAAAACto/Pq6rRclsykoNXJjg9NzuTm1Ugc1_ZAMTACK4BGAYYCw/s1600/dutchhike.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XKCqJejPAq4/WpWXPJ5XE2I/AAAAAAAACto/Pq6rRclsykoNXJjg9NzuTm1Ugc1_ZAMTACK4BGAYYCw/s320/dutchhike.jpg" width="320" /></a><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">I’ve never known anyone to become an Army Infantryman then on to being a Special Operations guy who “enjoyed” hiking. After things like 12, 20, and 30 mile “forced marches” while wearing combat loads/rucksacks leads most guys NOT to look around and take in the beauty of nature or the locale, rather it makes most guys (including myself) look around and tell fellow Soldiers and anyone that will list</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">en...”when I get out of the Army I’m never doing this sh*t again, EVER”! Hence the reason I haven’t done anything “outdoorsy” or hiked in almost two decades. </span><br />
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<span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Then, a couple weeks ago, out running on a snow trail at Mt. Washington, I stopped and looked around and was like “damn this is gorgeous and I’m having a blast, I need to do this as much as possible”. After the run I promptly went to the local @llbean outlet and tried to buy out the store. Hahaha. So I “kitted up” and hit the trails at Mt. Wachussett today. What started out as a “quick” hike just to try equipment and take it easy...turned into a 3 hour long hike over all sorts of terrain because you know...NATURE. Just gorgeous even on an overcast, chilly day. Did I bite off more than I could chew? Absolutely I did and I’m gonna pay for it but it was worth it. Much better than that amount of time spent in the gym for sure!</span><br />Dutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-15428082910375263322017-12-13T22:30:00.000-05:002017-12-15T12:05:28.746-05:00Reunited<div style="border-image: none;">
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The world has no idea how much better off it is that I got a run in. The last few days with work and my personal life have just been bananas. Like hit stuff with a baseball bat frustrating. Well, that's a perfect time to go purge all the demons. I wanted to go for a run but I had no idea or expectation that I'd run 6 miles. I'm not gonna lie...those 6 miles hurt. They hurt a lot. Like the stomach hurting, room getting spotty kind of hurt...but honestly it felt pretty good to put out max effort. I had no gas or energy left to be frustrated when I was done. Now to get a few hours sleep and get up at o-dark-30 to drive to a convention I'm working.<br />
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Dutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-39917837498014835302017-12-02T21:30:00.000-05:002017-12-15T12:29:57.523-05:00ya...THIS!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Dutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-44273365518916590692017-11-28T16:30:00.000-05:002017-12-15T12:42:24.325-05:00Making pain<div style="border-image: none;">
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do you do after the doc has a long talk to you about your back/pelvis
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What's so funny, is as my body becomes accustomed to running again and I
shed a few pounds, the pain will go away (or at least lessen greatly)
and I'll be back at it again. It sounds hellish but I can't wait to get
back to a 10 or 15 mile long run on the weekends again. Might sound
counterintuitive that you have to deal with pain...in order for pain to
go away but that's just how it goes. I've run more in the last week than
I've run in months and it feels fantastic. </span></span></div>
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Dutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-11033412652886295522017-11-28T12:00:00.000-05:002017-12-15T12:38:27.539-05:00It ain't gonna get better<div style="border-image: none;">
<a href="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ey3TI0z4UL4/WjQHCyHZPLI/AAAAAAAACpo/97RhRQX_Y9gFKQwc_4FGBPFwXOQkOTXzACLcBGAs/s1600/back.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ey3TI0z4UL4/WjQHCyHZPLI/AAAAAAAACpo/97RhRQX_Y9gFKQwc_4FGBPFwXOQkOTXzACLcBGAs/s320/back.jpg" width="256" /></a>So...when you go see your spine guy...and he reminds you that the pain
has to/can be managed but will never go away because of the damage
you've done to yourself. Seems that breaking my back years ago...and the vertebrae and pelvis mending a couple millimeters off, means that with activity and age I'm just grinding away the disks and subsequently the vertebrae too.<br />
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The only way to "fix it", and it's not really a fix, it to fuze the back. But, because of my level of activity and relative young age, the fuzing will just lead to extra strain on the rest of my back and lead to further deterioration. <br />
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So, the only real option is to get as light as possible and hyper build my core and surrounding back muscles in order to provide support and lessen the load on the back. </div>
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Well, time to dig deeper and push onward, harder. I
used to have an old 1SG that used to say "...pain is never a bad thing.
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Dutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-81042637547795586822017-11-26T22:00:00.000-05:002017-12-15T12:44:30.129-05:00I just needed to run<div style="border-image: none;">
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don't know what happened. I didn't just want to go for a run, I felt
like I HAD to go for a run. I hemmed and hawed all day and just knew I
couldn't relax until I got it done. </span></span></div>
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loop I like to run, that's mostly downhill but I turned at the half way
point, to run uphill the way back, on negative splits. Why? Because the
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so good. Digging in, cold deep in the lungs as I ran faster...just felt
good and is a pain I didn't realized I'd missed. Ya, feels really good
to not only be back at it but WANT to be back at it. You know?</span></span></span></div>
Dutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-3284162147946384162017-11-25T20:00:00.000-05:002017-12-15T13:03:39.847-05:00Runing is life<div style="border-image: none;">
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know, trail running is a lot like life: look 10 steps ahead, always
make sure you're on solid footing, adjust your speed/pace to the
obstacles you come across, enjoy getting over the tough parts, use that
accomplishment to fuel you for the next challenge. What?! I can be deep!
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running in the cold. Runny nose, burn in the bottom of your lungs, see
your breath, cold. Oh crap, I might be a New Englander...and a runner
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Dutchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00152879108265741803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7554851097296150936.post-70527568094349707832017-11-21T18:30:00.000-05:002017-12-15T13:08:37.925-05:00A sad day indeed<div style="border-image: none;">
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you're finally back in the gym, feeling good and lifting heavy and your
workout gets cuts short because you literally trip over your own feet
and fall on your face. </span></span></div>
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fall (no, there was no grace involved). Going down I caught my wrist
between two dumbbells (myself excluded) and if it weren't for my Polar
v800 I probably would've broken my wrist.<span class="text_exposed_show">
Unfortunately my v800 didn't fare so well. I broke/separated the
crystal from the face of the watch...and broke the back of the case.
There goes being waterproof. Damnit! This watch has gotten me through
thick and thin, so many races, so much training and then I go and bust
it like this. I'm so bummed.</span></span></span></div>
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