The midnight oil candle

Sorry for the quiet here…..

I’ve recently started an interesting new job with great people, but consistent 10 hour days in cubicle-land + my usual training load + my own independent web clients has emotionally left me microwaving the midnight oil candle at both ends. Physically I can handle a giant training load, but being back in cube-land adds not merely a time-limiter, but an emotional drain as well.

This past weekend, all the tiredness I have built up came pouring forth. I pretty much staggered around the house in a bad mood with a constant incoherent mumble going on.

a bit more than my usual constant incoherent mumble!! Jess is a saint to put up with me….

One of the things that I noticed immediately when I went full-time with skating 2 years ago was how workouts changed. The number and intensity of the hard workouts was the same, but the warm up and warm down time became essentially unlimited, Easy recovery workouts were always done with the proper timing. Stretching became not just a good idea, but also a matter of survival. Naps between workouts on 2 a days allowed for a new level of clarity to the second workout.

Every gram of physical and emotional voltage aligned itself towards one goal. Like wind driven waves marching to the shore. Wave built upon wave, week after week added up to months, then years, and I got a LOT better.

I miss it…

Life evolves and changes, I welcome it…. but I am bumping up against the fact that a human being is a finite resource, and what we consciously choose to pour our cup of life and moments into is what makes us human, and I have over-poured, spilled, -the cup does not runneth over, or is half-full, or a flower vase, I ran on empty for a while and paid a price…

(I can hear many of my friends chucking at me, thinking; “just wait till you have kids!”)

damm, even just writing this entry and now I am somewhat late for work… damm… But fear not, I will still be racing this winter… although I am in cube-land for 10 hours today, I will be at the gym for 2 1/2!!! whooo!!!

(re-reading that last sentence later in the day, do I ever learn?? apparently not, oh well, endorphins are quite the addicting drug…)

From Remi in Montreal

Yesterday a terrific comment by Canadian National Team skater Rene L’oiseaux appeared on my post “cats & short track”. As few would likely notice this on this older post, I asked Rene if I could repost it here, as it contains some essential truths about training for ALL types of skating, not just his specialty of short track (I especially liked points 3 & 4). I asked him to send me a pic of him skating, and wow, did he ever send me a picture!!!

Here he is, leading Jeffrey Sholten sometime last winter:

And here is his post:

Hi everyone, I’m a short track speed skater for the Canadian National team. I have been skating for the last 15 years. First of all i’m always glad to see people discussing and showing their love and interests for this Ho! so crazy sport.

For sure I agree with the fact that short track doesn’t get enough coverage and recognition. From what I read and hear when I talk to people it seems that the main issue and the reason why is the simple fact that nobody can really have a good idea of how hard and complicated this sport can be.

As this - pretty much new sport - grow older, you need to have lots of qualities

  1. You need strategy: to do clean passes, to be sharp for the last laps,
  2. You need technology: good blades so you are able to turn and glide, good boots to have better support, blades are set differently for each skaters and for each type of ice (ex. hard or soft) as in Formula 1.
  3. Incredible fitness: so you can be as efficient as possible for the entire race
  4. Perfect techniques: that will help you glide, turn without losing speed, do better passes, reach higher speed…
  5. and all of the above interact with each other and that is what make skaters better than other.

keep on skating

Remi

Remi (he seems to sign his name both Remi and Rene) is a French Canadian living and training at their national training center in Montreal. Did you know that Montreal alone has more skaters than the ENTIRE MEMBERSHIP of US speedskating? He is a fast fish in one tough pond.

He is aware of what is going on in US speedskating right now and wants to start a dialogue here between Canadian and American skaters, so we can learn best practices from each other.

I think it’s a great idea, as there are fundamental differences between our organizational systems. I will kick off the discussion with several observations others have told me:

A top US Coach said some Canadians have told him Canada does an outstanding job developing good skaters from their huge grassroots programs, but they think the Americans do a better job at taking exceptional talents and turning them into gold medal winners.

Someone with dual-Canadian US citizenship once ruminated to me that he thought that there were cultural differences in attitudes of risk, Americans tend to be more aggressive in trying to win or crash trying, he thought many Canadians would rather be a surefooted top ten.

Canada has astonishingly well developed & comprehensive athlete programs in both Montreal and Calgary, what lessons can Salt Lake, Milwaulkee, and Marquette learn from them?

I grew up a 3 hour drive from the Canadian border, but only as an adult have I began to appreciate the fascinating variety of cultural differences, things that reach far deeper than mistaking a Tim Horton’s for Dunkin Doughnuts of the north (their coffee & boston cremes are better). Canada is it’s own thing, and the closer I have looked, the more I appreciate it’s individuality. Even in things that are seemingly simple like speedskating, there are a million ways to approach it.

Oh, and speaking of Canada, it’s worth saying: Peter Doucet is one of my favorite brothers O’ the wheel & blade on the planet. It’s been too long since I have seen that redhead sparkplug of skating soul!! Shouts go out to all my ‘ol toronto inline speed team buddies!!

Lots to think about here. What do readers here think? after the recent Olympi-gasm, it’s the proper time to think and ruminate. As I write this (in Cocoa cafe in downtown salt lake), national team coach Tom Cushman walked by, stopped & we chatted a bit about these subjects, the 4-year cycle of change is on many people’s mind.

The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly

I never thought I would find anything more painful than one of my coaches’ mid-summer 3 hour dryland workouts:

Until now…. I spent 3 days last weekend at every single minute of the US speedskating spring board meeting, wow… it was an amazing emotional spin-cycle of “the good, the bad, and the ugly”

It was painful to be there because of watching the clash of really smart & passionate people who have all dedicated much of their lives to this sport. There were moments of brilliance and moments of incompetence and disconnection.

Everyone REALLY cares, but due to their positions, experience, motivations, and “clue factor” ideas of what is “best” for this organization tend to differ radically.

Also I have never seen an organization who’s professional staff said as often to the membership “we need your ideas and help, come up with proposals & program ideas & sponsorship leads”-At least 3 different meetings, that was the recurring theme.

I have always argued that “US speedskating” is a misnomer, because it sounds like a singular item, like “US SPEEDSKATING” is one animal, or an individual.

It’s not, US SPEEDSKATING a beast with 1700 heads, arms, eyes, claws, teeth, scattered pockets of brain and stomping feet. And this beast frequently chews on itself, tears itself apart, and lurches about when the head tries to point it in a particular direction. It’s a beast to love, and to be deeply ambivalent about when it steps on your head.

There are several essential limbs of the beast in evidence at this meeting, and they all are pre-disposed to view this loveable & bloody creature from a different perspective depending on what appendage their life experience places them in. No group is unanimous, and there are people who have migrated between appendages (like there are 4 athlete reps on the board), but here are the essential rough groupings.

The board of directors
The 100 category 1 elite athletes
The half dozen professional salaried coaches
The paid staff at the national office in ohio
Officials (many with decades of service)
The HARDCORE club volunteers & coaches who come from all over the country
The business professionals who want to run this like a 21st century business.
Curious local skaters (I fit in this one)
Representatives: Facilities-Sponsors-USOC & Speed Skating Canada

I have struggled about how I should write about this meeting. Here is my take on the Good, the bad, and the ugly from my own impressionistic notes I wrote down as I watched the proceedings.

The Good.

  • In the view of the general public, speedskating is often judged by our success at the Olympic games, to say there was interest and media coverage of US speedskating’s 10 medals is an understatement! 10 medals! what astonishing sucess!!
  • There is a VITAL base of volunteers who REALLY care about what happens to this sport.
  • There must have been 50 people at the meeting, all representing large numbers of members, who flew in from all over the USA. This passion will ensure a bedrock for this sport no matter what happens at the upper levels.
  • There were some astonishingly good questions & concerns raised by the Elite Athletes in attendance, and what they had to say was honestly listened to. Derek Parra, Chris Witty, Catherine Rainey, K.C. Boutiette, Dan Jansen, Chris Needham, all were very active contributors in every meeting they were at. I have never seen an organization whose athletes were more directly involved.
  • There are some people in positions of authority at US speedskating who are extremely competent, I was very impressed with Craig Wing, smart dude. Chris Needham & Scott Koons are going to be fantastic athlete reps as well. There are also some fearless & elouquent members of the volunteers, who were fun to watch & good to listen to.

The Bad

  • In Canada, the provincial association pays the travel expenses of their top young athletes. Pretty cool!

    In the US, sometimes even the top skaters pay their own way to races. But hey, this is where Canadian tax dollars go! Essentailly taxes are the price of civilization, and I will refrain from commenting on where American civiliazation is headed!!!

  • Some important political issues were obviously resolved in backroom closed-door meetings, not in front of the membership. If I were on the board, would I act differently? maybe, but maybe not, democracy can be a messy, full contact sport.
  • US speedskating is cutting several regional development coaches; this is a BAD idea, as development is what this organization is all about. No money? There was practically a revolt in the membership about the elimination of these coaches. And it happened anyway. With an organization with a running budget somewhere over a million dollars, it seems silly to cut experienced human beings who don’t cost that much. Cut your altitude housing before coaching.
  • US speedskating Membership has slowly declined over the last 4 years, but is has been in general decline for the past 100, so maybe that is no one’s fault but societal tectonics at work. However, with the popularity & availability of short-track clubs, it seems odd.

    Speedskating will never be a “major sport”. But it should be larger & better known than it is

The Ugly

  • US speedskating has pissed off its sponsors royally. In the direct words of a budget committee member, they are facing “The Perfect Storm” in the next few months, here are the elements of said storm:
  • US speedskating “got in the door” with Qwest as a potential sponsor because the idea of Shani Davis wearing a Qwest logo was incredibly attractive to this company that claims diversity as a core value. Shani never wore a Qwest logo, in fact, there was a picture of Shani on the front page of USA today with Qwest logo painted over by DSB (you could just barely see Qwest). The CEO of Qwest was PISSED, and not only is canceling their sponsorship, they are about to sue to get their money back from last year!! That would be crippling organization-wide if they do.
  • ADT is furious as well, mostly due to the Olympic media firestorms. Why no one in authority in US speedskating did not step in to calm the waters is beyond me. It could have been a one or two day media story, not almost two weeks.
  • Losing these two sponsors adds up to MILLIONS of dollars.
  • The USOC demands that US speedskating has a new athlete agreement (the source of much of this friction) in hand, or they will not approve their 1.1 million of funding per year. So there MUST be some kind of a peace treaty, and right now the athletes who have outside sponsors seem still quite pissed off. (in the spirit of disclosure, I do work for one of them, so I can’t take too public a position on this).
  • Essentially, every major source of funding in jeapordy, not good. It takes some real talent to piss off EVERYONE all at once!
  • There was far too much, from people who should have been be better prepared: “we need ideas & proposals from the membership, we need help& proposals from the membership, since we don’t have a firm suggestion of direction” At several different meetings, this was a recurring theme.

Bonus Ugly: Yesterday the executive director of US speedskating resigned! why after the meeting? and not before? during? so there could be discussion/member input about what to do next, & who might replace her? or maybe so that people could simply say either “thank you” or “go away” depending on their feelings about her. Odd timing… very odd… Again, we were in her shoes, would we have handled it differently?

It’s unfair of me to point out issues, and not offer constructive solutions, or take the “walk a mile in other moccasains” thoughtful approach. My own small ideas, will come in another post (and maybe something about my own small innefective contribution to the meeting itself).

(right now I need to get to work, I am back in cube-land, I have a contract IT job at a cool company, and I am late for work)

Brett Farve & AMP

A friend emailed me today, and observed: “You must be training hard, the blog has been quiet”.

Yes, I have been happily at work in the molten foundries of self again, and it feels great. On my two-a-days this past week, the fatigue tastes as good as any 10 course exquisite meal. I raise my glass of joy to the moment, and appreciate it not for the goal, but for just what it is. Actually, in this picture, I am not raising a glass of wine, but rather a glass of Mountain Dew’s AMP energy drink, a favorite second workout aperitif.

I had assumed that after the Olympic year I would be burned out, and slink gratefully back into cube-land (the natural habitat of an IT person like me, actually, I do have a cube-gig next week).

Like Brett Farve in the NFL, I assumed that my body would be beaten up after a long season, and that a stepping down would be not only in order, but welcomed in every fibre of mind, body, and soul. Brett Farve is two years older than I am, and I wonder how he feels as he contemplates another season.

There are things still to be done, goals still unreached. Some restless part of a person that is driven to what could be, rather than what has been.

I skate because of some fundamental drive that is as primal as the thud of my heart. Skating is nice, but it’s a symptom, not the true illness, or is it true health? The glitter of future possiblity seems more interesting than dull trophies of past efforts next to the desk.

Web design work is flooding in the door, I have a half dozen sites in process, and work is prioritized first this year, but I am finding the time to train, and more importantly, the motivation.

If Brett can step up to the ferocity of the NFL, where giant men who can run like the wind regularly try to tear his head off; compared to his choices my own small moments, joys, and decisions seem less than the light through a green energy drink on a beautiful day.

Question: How many Green Bay Packers fans does it take to change a lightbulb?
Answer: CHANGE??????

Chad interview

This is something I am putting in Chad's site that is worth republishing here as well.

It's a good interview, he talks quite candidly about his Olympic experience. This interview was taped just before a Houston Aeros minor league playoff hockey game where Chad dropped the puck to start the action, and also where Chad headlined a fundraiser for special olympics.


You can still find news articles talking about the Chad-Shani feud during the Olympics, but nothing about the $70,000 Chad has helped raise for Special Olympics…

friggin media!!!

2 cures for depression

Thanks for those who have written and called. Although this blog is about speedskating, there are moments when life comes up and smacks you with things far more important. My friend is doing much better, and is out of the hospital.

It has been a hard week; here are my 2 small ways of dealing:

#1 attempting to follow my grandmother’s mastery in the art of creating perfect grilled cheese sandwiches:

#2 Riding my mountain bike up into the Wasatch Mountains. Climbing switchback singletrack for an hour and a half straight in your tiniest gear will knock the existential blues out of anyone. If that fails, the white knuckled warp speed descent does pretty a good job too.

It was a 70 degree day, and I got high enough into the mountains to be into the snowpack.

On a mountain bike, one can quickly get waaaaay up into the hills, and feel truly small and alone. I had no company but the music of my hammering heart, squish of mud underneath the tires, and my bike bucking and diving through the trails.

But that seemed to be just the company & perspective I needed.

(p.s. one of the most well know blogs on the internet is also written by a Salt Lake resident, Dooce is astonishingly funny, well written, and thoughtful. On the same day I ruminate about grilled cheese as a depression cure, check out what she wrote, it seems that food is the friday theme in Salt Lake, also her stress cure is far more advanced in complexity & themeatic content than mine.)

Hospitals & Snowstorms

The world is in bloom, green, lush, budding tress and blossoms everywhere. Spring is wonderful, and renews the spirit.

Riding my bike home from the gym yesterday, in shorts and a tank top, I feel in bloom myself, physically “home” again in the rhythms of hard training, and happy to be riding my bike in 70-degree spring sunshine.

Shortly thereafter, the temperature drops 40 degrees and snow comes blustering in, cold slop pours from the sky, and walking to the coffee shop this morning through piles of slush, I see garden after garden looking like this.

A close friend of mine, who happens to be an excellent photographer, is in the hospital today, so I stop for a few moments in the sleet, and take a few pictures thinking of him.

Its alright Ma, (I’m only bleeding)

Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their mark
Made everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It’s easy to see without looking too far
That not much is really sacred.

While preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its gates
But even the president of the United States
Sometimes must have to stand naked.

An’ though the rules of the road have been lodged
It’s only people’s games that you got to dodge

And it’s alright, Ma, I can make it.

-Bob Dylan, It’s alright ma, I’m only bleeding

I’ve been on a huge Dylan kick recently, somehow his words just seem to fit this transitional time of blustery spring weather, and the violent uncertainty in the world at large.

Here is the view of the wind torn spring sky over Salt Lake, click on it for a bigger panoramic image. This park is my new favorite place in the world, a good place for dryland speedskate training -or a picnic lunch, depending on your mood.

Sorry for the recent quiet on the blog, I have started training again, and my body is in complete shock from starting up Boris’ intense jump/pylometric program.

However it’s much better than the soreness I felt this time last year. Now I can walk after workouts! but it is quite a funny looking walk, and I eat advil like M&M’s, but at least I can stand!

(its alright ma, it’s just soreness)

Why is it that when you are experiencing pain (emotional or physical), certain musicians seem to make more sense? At least I am not on a cheesy disco kick, what kind of mood would bring that on?

Ok, gotta run to the gym for workout #2 today,

more soon….

Goals

Sitting in the coffee shop this morning, swimming my way to alertness-

My motivation is low for much other than drinking coffee. –A half dozen things are muddling their way through my mind, lyrics to old Pink Floyd, the project I am finishing, emailing clients, prototyping a new site, I have some bills that need paying, endless etc etc etc…

I start training again for real today, my break is over, in the past I used to be excited about this, today I am blah blah, blah—-

and then this bird comes zipping along and CRACKS into the windowpane next to my keyboard at high velocity!!!

It spins in the air for a few seconds, a confused ball of wings, and then darts off in another direction at top speed, it NEEDS TO BE SOMEWHERE RIGHT NOW!!!

This bird has goals, and even though it smacked into a window, I admire the intense pursuit of flight across the species line. Like an ant to his task, I will go through the motions of training today, but I don’t feel all that inspired to pursue my goals right now.

To attain a goal, you have to state your goal, and then state the concrete things you need to do to accomplish it. Here is the question I am tossing out to this blog reading crowd:

WHAT ARE YOUR GOALS FOR THIS UPCOMING YEAR?

WHAT ARE THE ESSENTIAL THINGS/SKILLS DO YOU NEED TO DO/GET BETTER AT, -TO ACCOMPLISH THESE GOALS?

You do not have to be a skater to answer this question, some of my goals for this upcoming year have nothing to do with skating. I talked with a fellow last night at a dinner party who lost his home to hurricane Katrina, his goals all changed in a few days.

A goal is a goal, but one thing that is true about goals, is that stating them, and then being “process oriented” gives you a better shot at achieving. For example: Last season it was a huge goal of mine to skate a sub 37 second 500m, but I tried hard not to think about that number, instead I obsessed on aspects of skating technique, especially my last 200m, to attain that goal.

Also, imagining your process to reach goals is like creating your flight plan: it’s looking where you are going. Although I admire the drive that bird had, it’s flight plan was not too well thought out. How many people & athletes are like that bird…. trying hard and flying blind….

So now it’s your turn—- So what are your goals?

Cingular Power Rangers

I am so busy with work its not funny… this month I have 5 sites going live, so this will be brief compared to my usual whitmanic standards.

I got paid to skate about a week and a half ago! Occasionally the Utah Olympic oval hosts corporate events. Sometimes they want speed skaters to do a demonstration of what the facility was built for, and I was one of the folks they asked to do a demo for some massive (600+ people) convention for Cingular.

They even made skinsuits for us. Yep, skinsuits in the COLOR OF THE OLYMPIC RINGS. So here we are, looking like the Cingular Skating Power Rangers.

From left to right we have Ray Thacker, Myself, Michael Drews, Paul Nahrwold, Keith Carney, and Inacio Lopez. The Cingular Power Rangers! I like the sound of that, we got to keep the skinsuits too.

The event staff wanted us to skate laps as people were arriving, and then run some demo races to show the sport to the crowd & kick off the entertainment. We were all laughing about the silliness of these primary color costumes in the locker room, but then we stepped onto the ice…..

There was blaring rock music, roving searchlights, rock concert stage lighting illuminating the ice in strange ways, and incredible numbers of people! They were there for some corporate function/celebration, not for us or the other athletes demonstrating other sports; but when we stared skating massive numbers of digital & phone cameras flashed at us like volleys from civil war muskets.

There was a huge projection screen with TV cameras following people in the crowd and us as we skated by. An announcer who was going on and on, there was a giant catering setup with dozens of stations serving teriyaki salmon, wild rice, prime rib, feta cheese salads, endless alcohol, and amazing flowing chocolate fountains you could dip strawberries & pineapple chunks & oreos into.

I had not eaten much that day, and the incredible smell wafting onto the ice was quite distracting. I felt like a dog leaning out the window of a car, with windspeed pressure injecting nasal stimulation directly into my brain stem. Here I am leading the group, feeling hungry, and then here is Ray Thacker taking a pull.

To the crowd (from all over the USA, I talked with quite a few of them after), we were not just a bunch of average skaters; we were the “Olympic Spirit” for lack of a better descriptive term. And I guess since many of us moved to Utah specifically for the skating, I guess we are.

Its funny, but 3 weeks off the ice, and my technique & skate specific strength felt AWFUL! Paul Nahrwold and I were paired together for a demo 500m race, you can see the spotlight following us, and some hint of the size of the crowd. I must admit to glancing at myself in the mammoth projection screen as I zipped by it.

The backstretch was quite dark! Some of the rock and roll stage lighting from the home stretch filtered into the backstretch at odd angles, illuminating the cracks & imperfections in the ice like purple varicose veins. It was quite the rush to skate over that at race velocity.

Afterwards, when it was over, I stepped off the ice & chatted with many different folks. People were coming up to all of us, asking who we were, inquring about our skates, and asking if we had just gotten back from Torino! Thanks, but ummmm, no…..

Then in the locker room, I changed from my Power Ranger blues back into normal clothes, and Inacio and I wandered out towards the remains of the astonishing buffet to do some serious eating.

Suddenly we were just footnotes in a large crowd, No one was looking at us, wanted to talk to us, or even noticed our existence at all… and some selfish part of my heart missed it.

However heaping servings of teriyaki salmon and two visits to the chocolate fountain were sufficient to quell the hungry ego.