Archive for August, 2011

Thank You

Posted in Random on August 24, 2011 by eeodim

I’d like to think I was raised pretty well.  I was taught to mind my P’s and Q’s, put the toilet seat down, use my best judgement when facing a difficult decision, and maybe most importantly, say please and thank you.

I am not about to pull out my list and give my “I’d like to thank God for none of this would be possible speech,” but I do want to take a minute to say thanks.

Almost 1 year ago to the day I started this blog as a way to document my life as I trained for IMLOU.  I think it’s safe to say that it would have been damn near impossible to continue the training regimen without the support of all my family and countless friends.  The gamut ranged from my wife to my dentist and even the guy I get coffee from in the morning.  The outpouring of love and well wishes has been absolutely overwhelming and I am humbled.  I feel extremely blessed to have so many people in my corner.  The list is too long to thank everyone by name here, but I hope to extend my gratitue to everyone individually at some point down the line here.

Former British Prime Minister, Benjamin Disraeli stated ever so eloquently:

“I feel a very unusual sensation – if it is not indigestion, I think it must be gratitude.”

Not sure there’s anything else more to be said.  Thank you and have a good night.


Turn your head and cough please

Posted in Random on August 24, 2011 by eeodim

I promised wifey I would get a physical before the big race.  So there I sat yesterday in the sterile doc’s office waiting to be poked and prodded.  I haven’t had a full physical in probably 2+ years, so I was actually curious myself if all the parts were still in working order.  After a series of tests I’m happy to report I’m good to go for IMLOU.  In fact, the doc reported that I have the lungs of a 20 year old – whoo hoo.  Whether or not this makes a difference on Sunday remains to be seen, but it’s still kinda cool nonetheless.

A day to forget

Posted in Random on August 22, 2011 by eeodim

With IMLOU only a few days away, this past Saturday was to be the last “lengthy” ride before the big race.  A moderate 2.5 hour ride at an easy pace – more to loosen up the legs and keep the bike skills sharp over gaining any type of fitness.  JW and I decided to do the ride together, so we met at 6 a.m. and headed out for a roughly 40 mile ride that we had done numerous times before.  We actually thought we had caught some luck rain hit our area the evening prior and more was scheduled for later that day.  Nonetheless, it was a beautiful morning and we were happy to enjoy each others company.  Until …

Act I.  

I’m guessing half way through the ride and we were finally starting to hit our stride.  One thing most cyclists love to do is go fast – get in that crouch position, kick it into a higher gear and zoom past other cyclists as if they’re standing still.  After trudging through some moderate hills JW found an opportunity to kick it into 5th gear.  He sees another cyclist a few hundred yards ahead of us, looks at me and says “I’m blowing past that guy” and takes off.  Not being one to sit on my hands I take off after him and feel the rush as we both whiz by him like he was going backwards.  What JW and I quickly came to realize was this guy was going slow on purpose.  We were so wrapped up making this guy feel like a turtle that we blatantly missed that the road up ahead was being worked on and quickly turned from pavement to gravel.  In a heartbeat, I flew past JW over the gravel and on to the grass that ran next to the road.  Thankfully, I didn’t blow a tire/tube or more importantly fall.  I quickly looked back to make out the fate of JW and there I found him on the ground with a big ‘ol smile on his face.  He had tried to slow down and make a turn on the gravel only to fall at a slow speed.  Thank God it wasn’t worse.  We actually found it pretty funny in hindsight as he mentioned he had just finished cleaning his bike earlier in the week.  As a perfectionist, I knew he was steaming inside as he’d just have to clean the whole thing again – I couldn’t help but laugh.  To throw fuel on the fire, I made sure to bring up that every time he chooses the route we inevitably hit a road with gravel – every single time.  A little dirty and with our ego’s now firmly in check we shrugged off the incident and continued on our ride.

Act II.

We were almost home when I suggested we tag on this small section of hills that run through this beautiful wooded reservation.  It would take an extra 10 minutes and it would get us right at 2.5 hours for the day.  It’s a section that we had both rode countless times over the past year and a half.  You put in the work to go up and then are rewarded with a nice little downhill at the end for your efforts.  Usually a great way to end a workout.  Saturday was a bit different.

As I mentioned earlier rain had come down the prior evening, so the roads were still a bit wet in certain places – especially in the shaded wooded reservation.  I had made a right turn to head down the last descent and soon enough JW had zipped past me.  With him a good 20-30 yards ahead of me I was confident my speed wasn’t an issue.  Unfortunately, I was wrong.  With the roads still a bit damp I wasn’t confident of making any sharp turns, so I gradually drifted to the outside of the road (at approx. 25-30 mph) as I gently, but firmly applied the brakes.  I ended up drifting too wide and ran over a slew of tree branches that had fallen from the storm.  I had time to think “Oh Shit” before heading over the handlebars and onto the pavement.   I slid down the road managing to scrape up both shoulders, my back, my knees, and smacking my head against the pavement for good measure.  The good news out of all of this is my bike landed on me and then flipped up onto the grass shoulder, so it wasn’t damaged too badly.  The shifters were banged up, but the mechanic said at first glance things seemed to be okay.

Apparently feeling a bit left out as if he  didn’t get his fill of excitement for the day from his earlier spill, JW decided to run over a huge pot hole and damage his rear wheel.  He was able to ride home, but upon closer inspection he found a bulge in the wheel causing it to rub slightly on the brake pad.  It sounds like he should be able to take care of it via some overnight shipping to a wheelbuilder in California, but geez what a day.

All things considered the day could have been much worse.  I know way too many people who have been in cycling accidents only to come out far worse than we did.  Yes, I feel sore and have a bunch of bruises and scrapes, but it beats broken bones or any type of head trauma (thank God for my helmet!).  Thankfully, JW was able to control his bike or he could have had a nasty spill as well.  Good Lord to think what our wives would have said if we both came home banged up!!  The plan for the rest of the week will have to be adjusted a bit – I won’t be getting in any more swims as I don’t want the stretching to open up the wounds.  The bike is in the shop until Wednesday, so the only rides I can get in will be late in the week.  I will try to get in a jog or two here in the next few days just to see how sore I really am.

Thanks to all the friends and family who reached out and asked about my well being.  I’m lucky to have a great support crew.

Thanks to JW for being Johnny on the spot with the camera!

Oh, and yes Mom, I’m ok.  Please don’t worry about me  🙂

Happy Thoughts Library Review

Posted in Happy Thoughts Library on August 19, 2011 by eeodim

All good things must come to an end.  26 “Happy Thoughts” that I will plan to use as motivation to get me through the 26.2 miles of the run.  Here’s a recap:



A is for Alise




B is for Beer

C is for Chocolate Chip Pancakes

D is for Daddy!

E is for Exuma



F is for F it




G is for Gladiator

H is for Hip Hop

I is for Ice Cream



J is for Jamie




K is for Kool-Aid


L is for Lake City



M is for Mickey

N is for New York

O is for Odim

P is for Prayer



Q is for Quiet




R is for ReserveAid

S is for Sarah

T is for Too Legit


U is for Us



V is for Vino

W is for Withrow


X is for Xavier



Y is for You are …

Z is for Zzzzzzzzz


Posted in Happy Thoughts Library on August 17, 2011 by eeodim

I’m tired.  My body aches, I’m grouchy more often, and I don’t have the time to pursue some of my other passions in life.  It’s time to rest.  With the impending addition of our new baby I will have roughly 3 months to start sleeping in late on the weekends before the madness begins again.  Honestly, I can’t wait.  I love this sport.  I enjoy the early morning Saturday rides with my friends and the relaxing swims after a rough day of work, but I’m ready to veg and play the part of couch potato for a while.  I should add that I have this God given gift to be able to fall asleep within 3.7 seconds of shutting my eyes.  Some people are strong, others are really smart, I can sleep.  Not only can I fall asleep quick, but I can sleep hard.  Who am I to let such a talent go to waste?!

Paco and Robbie’s Excellent Adventure at Harriman

Posted in Races on August 15, 2011 by eeodim

Here are some pics from Paco and Robbie’s tri this weekend.  Hats off to both of them!

Paco and his #1 Fan - his wife, Marion

Paco and Robbie

What are we doing here?!

And so it begins!

Yes Sir!




Y is for “You are …”

Posted in Happy Thoughts Library on August 15, 2011 by eeodim

You are an athlete.  You are a role model for your kids.  You are physically strong.  You are mentally strong.  You are racing for a great cause.  You are almost there.  You are not afraid of pain.  You are a muthaf’in ninja.  You are not going to quit.  You are done doubting yourself.  You are blessed.  You are going to catch that person in front of you.  You are able to relax tomorrow.  You are inspiring others.  You are going to owe Wifey for everything she’s put up with.

“Evan Odim … You are an Ironman!”