After Team Schmitty (and friend Jeff) went and raced the Grand Rapids Triathlon back on June 14, the opinions that matter most convinced me to do a reset. I had compounding injuries that ate into huge chunks of training (and living) since the beginning of the year -- including an upper glute/lower back strain that seized my SI joint...rendering me unable to walk for a week and keeping me out of any training for almost five weeks.
Just toeing the line at Grand Rapids was a fairly big accomplishment. I had to promise both Jen and Coach Liz that I wouldn't do any red-lining. And I had to stop if anything seemed "not right". And by "not right" I mean physically since it goes without saying that in terms of a mental state, I'm "not right."
And, as it turns out, I had a fairly decent race despite lack of training and all the rain. So. Much. Rain.
So what does a Schmitty do when he's not training or racing?
Schmitty gets a new job, Schmitty watches Jen win her AG at the Holiday Man Sprint Triathlon, Schmitty goes to the D23 Expo (think comic con for the Disney nerds) and Schmitty parties with David Grohl & Co at Wrigly Field.
And Schmitty strength trains at "Coaching by G."
Coach Giulia is helping Schmitty exorcise weakness (the power of Christ compels you! The power of Christ compels you!) and how to generate more power. I've temporarily thrown the book out on functional strength work. We've taken Schmitty olypic style. See Schmitty deadlift. See Schmitty power clean. See Schmitty split jerk (giggle) and military press, and push press and front squat and back squat and box jump and kettle-bell and weight lifting and junk.
I think it's working for the most part. At the very least my lack of skill and prowess in the weight room provides Coach G with comic relief twice weekly at 5am.
(Editors note: Your blogger pal, Schmitty, has had a rough spring. The next post or next several posts will shine a light on that. In the mean time, please allow me to publish a way overdue race report from January. Mostly because I want a reason to post my picture of me and my pal Woody.)
A 26.2 mile run that takes you through four Walt Disney World® theme parks, ESPN Wide World of Sports and the Walt Disney World® SPEEDWAY. From the Magic Kingdom® Park, home of Mickey, Minnie and the whole Disney gang and the wild adventure of Disney's Animal Kingdom® Park, to the show biz excitement of Disney's Hollywood Studios, and incredible Epcot®, your Marathon adventure is unlike any other anywhere on earth.
Sounds delightful doesn't it? It certainly does to this Mouse fan.
It's no secret that The Triathlife are fans of Disney...forever let us hold our Disney Geek banner high (high, high, high). And to their credit, Disney has truly embraced running.
There are now countless events on both coasts at all times of the year. Marathons, half-marathons, 10ks, 5ks, morning races, evening races, costume races (well, who am I kidding, every race at Disney is a costume race). If you build a Disney race, the Disney fan will come.
So on January 9th, Team Schmitty winged their way to sunny Lake Buena Vista, Florida to ensconce ourselves in the land of magical memories. But on that given Sunday, what began as the most magical race on earth quickly descended into a most magical death march.
Let's cut to the bullets, shall we?
I was injured going in. Adductor strain. OK it's my groin. But I hate typing "groin" much less saying it and it's my blog and we like to keep things sophisticated here -- adductor.
The genesis of the injury was Ironman....all the way back in September.
I did all my training hurt though I was able to "manage" the injury...for the most part.
When you train on an injury, the other parts gotta make up for whatever structural deficiencies are occuring...toward the end of training the rest of my leg started shutting down...hip flexor, quad, hamstring, glute. I had issues from hip to knee.
Saw Dr Drynan at Active Body I think 5 times in the last 10 days prior to leaving for Florida to see if we could ART and Graston my leg back into submission.
Game plan was - run "easy" through the half and then if I felt ok I would start to put the pedal down.
I got to 11 or 12 in a fairly pedestrian fashion but between 12-15 the condition of my leg just deteriorated.
Felt great otherwise...except that I was running/limping/walking on a painful stump.
Basically walked from miles 15-23. Gutted out the final 5k as best as I could manage.
Crossed the line in 4:34:36. Schmitty's worst stand alone marathon finish.
Just can't seem to get this marathon thing right.
But Jen had a great race and it's hard to be depressed for too long when I'm in my happy place. And Mickey waffles at Chef Mickey's are Disney soup for the Schmitty soul. Onward.