Monday, February 7, 2011

LTHR Test Results

The Problem

First, I haven't officially calculated my heart rates since, well, ever. The last time I had planned a test was during a race in 2010. I had pre-programmed my Garmin for the race, including transitions. Unfortunately, the multisport function crashed the device requiring an update on the firmware (which at the time was not available). I could get a display but not record any data. I ended up guessing at my lactate threshold based on the few times I glanced at the device. I estimated my LTHR at 171. Using the chart provided by Friel in his Triathlete's Training Bible. Here's a link to his blog, lots of good stuff there. I extrapolated my zones. There were 2 issues with the system: the estimated LTHR and technically your are not supposed test during a race. Second, I am Un-American and need something to do during the Superbowl.

The Hypothesis
I think that my zones are too high. This is further supported by my Rate of Perceived Exertion (RPE). While biking, I feel a shift in energy around HR 150, when, according to the data, it should happen at 153. Minuscule difference, sure, but I still want to know.

The Procedure
1. Queue up a testosterone, laden mid-80s combat movie (Commando)
2. Warm up. I did 4x2:30, increasing gearing. Then 5x(1 min hard/ high cadence: 1 min spin). 5 min easy Z2 spinning.
3. Pee. Hydrate. Reset watch. (It's best to do this off of the bike)
4. Start spinning and bring HR into Z4. Start watch again.
5. Ride as hard as possible for 30 min. At the 10 min mark, hit lap. Stop timing at 30 min.
6. Spin comfortably for 20 more min.
7. Laugh at cheesy special effects and one liners by the Arnold (whom I believe is a triathlete)
8. Limp off bike holding hamstring.

The Data

The Conclusion
The hypothesis is refuted. My former LTHR was 171. According to the results of this test, it is 172. My zones do not change more than one heart beat. My next test, try and figure out why I am such a pansy at HR 150. Not sure how to measure this yet.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

I am Un-American

For those of you who have the pleasure to know me, it's apparent that I am not like normal folk. The most blatantly obvious oddity is that I am a triathlete. Most people can accept this. The next 2 reasons are harder for the average person to swallow:

Second, I hate bacon. It's true, I am a freak. I don't like the taste, smell or even look of it. Everything about bacon makes me nauseous. Bacon is like an obnoxious virus that has brainwashed the rest of the country and only a few of us are immune to its evil. I am sure that, if you tested it for addictive drugs, bacon would test positive. I am petitioning the USAT to include bacon and bacon related products on its banned substance list (this would make me a very popular person, right?). Worse, go to a restaurant and everything has bacon. Pick any food and want to make it better? Add bacon. Got another meat on the menu? Wrap it in bacon. Bacon is one of the few foods (if it can actually be called a food) that has permeated breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Can't eat pork. Fine. There are imitation bacon products such as Turkey Bacon, Bacon Bits and Beggin' Strips. Okay, that last one is for dogs but I'm sure they got the flavor right. Taste it and let me know. There are a few disgusting deserts out there, such as bacon ice cream, that have not gone mainstream yet. I am sure it's only a matter of time. I went to out to eat yesterday and the restaurant actually covered vegetables in bacon. I had to specially request that my vegetables come without bacon. The waitress backed away a couple of steps.

Third, I do not enjoy football and I will NOT be watching the Superbowl tonight. This unofficial American holiday is completely lost on me. Whereas I applaud the need to invent reasons to drink beer, eat fat/ cholesterol/ cheese/ bacon laden food, I cannot get past that there is a football game ruining the experience. Here's a fun thought: Consider how many chickens that had to die just to support tonight's hot wing quota. Maybe they should wrap hot wings in bacon. Yum! A couple a years ago, I went to a Superbowl party and we ended up playing Rock Band. Cheap Trick was the highlight of the evening. I was disappointed that we stopped rockin' because the game had started up again. "Don't Be Cruel," I rang out, but they turned off the game for the game. That was my last Superbowl. I used to not mind the game just to watch the ads. With the commercials posted on the internet, I cannot justify it anymore.

Instead, I have planned an hour and a half bike ride on the trainer during which I will be testing my lactate threshold in an effort to properly calculate my heart rate zones on the bike. This test is long overdue. I'll put in a movie (uncertain and uncaring if it will be good) and bring over a trash can, just in case there is exercise induced vomit. I actually think that this test will be less painful than if I had sat down to watch football, which would most certainly induce vomit. Football induced vomit is not pretty.

Friday, February 4, 2011

Periodic Table of Triathlon

I'm pretty sure Dmitri Mendeleev was a triathlete, despite the obvious liability that he died a good 70 years before the sport was invented. A little known fact: Mendeleev's Periodic Table of Elements was originally called the 'Periodic Table of Triathlon' but he was under pressure by the Russian government to focus his efforts on chemical and physical understanding in lieu of multisport.

History has a way of obscuring the details, so allow me to enlighten you... Dmitri Mendeleev was born to a poor family in Russia and is believed to be one of 14 siblings, 12 of which were triathletes. Since he was the youngest, he struggled to gain attention of his parents and older siblings, many of whom had moved on from local sprint raced up to as much as a 70.3. Mendeleev had bigger aspirations.

One day in St. Petersburg, there was a race, which was supposed to be the inaugural Ironman Russia (it never fully materialized). Mendeleev was an intern in charge of recording times and places of finishers. Since ChampionChip refused to provide timing for the event, Dmitri was forced to record data manually. He devised a system in which he would record the initials of the finishers and the amount of time after the leader (in seconds) in which they crossed the line. He was working solo and was not able to catch all of the data but still managed to put much of the information into a finishers chart.

Finishers Chart with some gaps

This gig did not lead to permanent employment with the WTC due to all the missing data and Mendeleev had to hunt for a job. Since he was poor, Dmitri took a job researching food products for the Gatorade Sports Science Institute. His work there was intended to discover the hidden secrets buried in food and to explain why the University of Florida football players were such pansies in practice. Through careful analysis of bloodwork from football players, Mendeleev was able to isolate the first known evidence of carbohydrates, proteins, and electrolytes in pure forms. His work yielded inconclusive data, but the GSSI CEO's were able to spin the numbers in their favor. According to a Gatorade Sports Science Institute press release:
"The weather and other climatic conditions caused the heavy sweaters on the University football team to increase the release of glucose and sodium. This was later confirmed by lowered hematocrits as compared to the control group. Thanks to the work of senior scientists, we have drafted a beverage in an effort to replace these vital nutrients. We shall call this brew 'Gatorade' in honor of the Institute."
"Take it off," -Dmitri
Well, Dmitri was flabbergasted that his name was omitted from the release. He had serious issues with the content as well. First, the 'heavy sweaters' in his caution to the football team were actual sweaters made of polyester and emblazoned with the school's logo. The football team was exceptionally proud of their school and refused to stop showing their spirit, even in the high heat and humidity of the Florida climate. Second, Dmitri was dumbfounded that the 'control group' the CEOs spoke of were the Gators' Championship Hot Dog Eating Team. Back then, the NCAA had less stringent rules as to what qualified as a sport and the GatorDogs practiced daily. Everyone in the universe had lower glucose and sodium. Third, when Dmitri concocted his sports drink, the original name was Placeboade, in honor that the drink did not actually do anything for you other than give you water as the amounts of sodium and glucose were too low to make a difference in your blood. Fourth, Dmitri hated that he was being paid to hawk a product that he invented as good science. He was quoted in an analogy saying, "If the Beef Producers of America hired me to invent a cow-based beverage and claim that it cures cancer, people would be suspicious. It should be tested and evaluated before being put to market." He believed that such testing should be done by independent labs to provide reliable data. Regardless, no such testing was ever done by an organization outside of the Gatorade Sports Science Institute. *Note- the team actually did remove their sub-sweaters and consequently won several National Championships. The Americans were sold on the hype of the drink and have been so ever since.  Dmitri was later released due to confidential reasons.

Ironically, Mendeleev took his notes and dignity back to Russia where he worked in an independent lab. His non-disclosure agreement along with his non-competitive agreement forced him to abandon the hopes of negating the Gatorade legacy. He dropped his dreams of making a miracle elixir that could help himself compete at the 140.6 distance so he went back to less important problems, such as inventing, isolating, and predicting elementals based on physical and chemical properties. He later had children who went on to succeed at the Iron distance. Some of his descendants were rumored to relocate to Germany and may have given rise to the al Sultan clan. You decide:
Dmitri Mendeleev

Faris al Sultan















So there you have it.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

2011 Race Schedule

With the threat of a pending blizzard and in the heat of a recovery week, my motivation to do anything resembling physical activity is pretty low. Therefore I decided to let my credit cards do the work tonight and paid out for a bunch of races. As I live in Western New York, most of my races are local. I plan on adding a race or 2 later in the season but I feel rather set between now and IMLP.

Here it goes:
The schedule has a couple of points of interest for me. First, the Flower City races are back to back, giving me a discount and option for a 'special' prize. I'm not much of a duathlon kind of guy as they purposefully get rid of the swim and replace it with a run. In the runner's world, I'm average at best. But, the challenge of the weekend appeals to me so I will cope with the lack of swimming for the weekend festivities. Second, I would like to add another tri in June. I generally do not like to drive more than 2 hours for a race (except for IMLP). I've not been having much luck finding a <2 hour race. Ironically, instead of racing, I will more than likely drive the 5 hours from home to Lake Placid to camp and train on the course. I won't drive to race but will to train. Gosh I'm weird. Third, except for the duathlon, I have done all these races in the past and enjoyed them. There's comfort in familiarity and I am sitting comfortable right now. (Although, that just might be the lazy boy talking.)

After IMLP, there are a few more local races that I've yet to register but am considering. There's a formula 1 style triathlon in mid August. I may do that race or visit my parents in Indiana. It's too early to tell at this point. There's a nice sprint triathlon in one of the Fingerlakes in September. Registration for this event is not yet open and there is a very high probability I will do this event. The big post-season race may be Ironman Syracuse 70.3. It's within the 2 hour window and would give me the chance to do all 4 major triathlon distances in the same season (sprint, intermediate, half, and full). I'm not sure how many other people can boast having done all four in the same season, so I'll be Banter-style superhero in that sense. Even without the bragging rights, the Syracuse event still looks fun. It also marks the last triathlon in the area for the year. The last hoorah. Yeah, I'll probably do it. Probably.