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07 June 2022

Rainy Days and Ride Days Always Get Me

It's been a while since I've done a Parkinson's update. I get discouraged sometimes because Lizard is losing so much so fast. I guess I stopped talking about it here because I didn't want to be a Debby Downer. Some days the future seems so bleak. Not just at home, but in the world. I've decided some attitude adjustment is in order.

One of my friends told me last week about losing her first husband to ALS. When I get discouraged about Parkinson's, I really need to think about those who've got it worse. ALS travels MUCH faster than Parkinson's, and ALS takes no prisoners. There is no real medication to ease the symptoms. They can delay the inevitable three to six months. There have even been a few cases when patients have beaten the odds for more than two years. But generally speaking, ALS is FAR, FAR worse than Parkinson's.

Bicycle rides so far this year have not been the day brightener they were last year. Every ride seems shorter and slower. For all the feelings I've been battling, Lizard's fighting it even harder. Some days, it takes everything he's got to even want to get on the bike. I think knowing what's happening to his body is playing a big role, but also, there is progression we haven't been able to slow, no matter how hard we try. So often, he describes it as, "I just don't have any legs."

When we do get out, oh, how wonderful it is to be outdoors, to see wildflowers and wildlife, to remember the adventures of days gone by. We took a short ride up Waterton over the weekend. We'd hoped we'd be able to do at least the shortest Elephant Rock route that day, as it was the final Elephant Rock. So many of our favorite rides have not survived two years of postponement. Many of our favorite rides have been sold; at least they are still going, but it feels as if everything has changed so drastically.

Elephant Rock's shortest route is - make that WAS - 12 miles. Lizard can barely do three miles these days. So I donned one of my favorite Elephant Rock jerseys, and we pedaled a short distance up Waterton instead.

Waterton Canyon is awesome therapy! We are so blessed to have such a beautiful and easy ride so close. Wildflowers are beginning to poke through the canyon walls, and there are almost always wildlife photo opportunities.

We waited until after the afternoon high, knowing Lizard would be able to go a little further if the temperature was a little cooler. Humidity was about as high as I've ever felt it in the canyon. But we were treated with a nice little rain shower on the way back down, which really cooled us off. I worried Lizard, who has no cold tolerance anymore, would be miserable. But when we reached the car, he said he felt refreshed.

Just as we were finishing up the ride, a muted pastel rainbow appeared, the first one we've seen in a while. I thought about the Biblical promise connected to rainbows. In spite of hardship, I need to remember God's always got us on His radar. I need to do my part and keep my attitude out of the bitter swamp. And He's given me an abundance of paint and canvas to help me do just that!

03 May 2022

Ready, Aim, Tire

I was sailing down a pretty nice little incline, exactly 3.01 miles into my second solo (without Lizard) bicycle ride of the year (and decade), fully expecting another 18-miler. I had my camera and two spare batteries, and the sky was beginning to turn the most gorgeous shade of peach, although I wish wildfires weren't contributing to the dazzling sunrise. I would be able to capture spectacular sunrise reflection photos just around the next bend. Suddenly a very loud and obnoxious "pft" was followed by an even louder descending glissando whistle, a most unwelcome noise I've not heard in many years, thanks to Kevlar strips in my tires back in the days when I rode on a more regular basis.

I'd popped a tire.

Yes, I had a tube, and yes, I had tools. It takes me two hours to change a bicycle tire. Lizard always did it for me when we rode together because... because he's my hero. Because he's awesome. Because he had hand dexterity back then. Because he knew it would take me too long to do by myself.

As I walked my bike back home, watching the horizon turn orange, then gold, then yellow, I kept seeing the amber hues reflecting off the ground. Broken glass. Everywhere. I'd ridden home this very same path just one week earlier. There hadn't been as much glass then. Lots of rocks, but not glass. Along an entire mile stretch! Almost as bad as all the improperly discarded masks that now litter the landscape. But masks won't pop a bicycle tire.

Just prior to my blowout, my ride partner and I had been chatting about this year's Triple Bypass. Her husband had registered to participate, and I had asked her if he might be able to ride with Lizard the first few miles. ("Absolutely!") Lizard might not be able to get any further than about ten miles. I've promised I will pick him up wherever he hits his wall, which varies right now between three and six miles.

The first climb of the Triple typically is closed to vehicular traffic, enabling me to feel comfortable with Lizard taking on the challenge. And yet having someone to ride along with him might give Lizard confidence, as well as companionship.

My riding partner noted she'd been training for the Triple a few years earlier when, during a descent of Mount Evans, she heard a voice telling her it was time to get off the roads. She thought about the message for a while, then bought a gravel bike, which she was riding alongside me on my trusty old 2002 road bike when my tire popped. She sold both her road bike and her mountain bike. The only roads she rides now (which are on her way to and from work) are via her gravel bike. Gravel bikes can do gravel, pavement and trails.

I finally purchased Lizard's gravel bike, which he should be receiving in the next month, a few weeks ago. He will have to partially assemble it, and that's one of the reasons I bought it for him. He is so excited to build this baby, and I think the project will be very good for him. It will give him something to do, something he loves doing but doesn't get to do much anymore. He recently spent a day tuning a bike for a neighbor, the first time he's done that in years, and even though it takes him a lot longer these days, I'm not sure anything makes him happier than working on bikes. I wish I could find a local bike shop that wouldn't mind a slow and sometimes forgetful employee...

All the glass fragments on the road made me wonder if my flat tire was a message to me to get off the roads. I'd realized two years ago I can't take chances anymore because I'm a caregiver now. If anything happens to me, who will take care of Lizard? I didn't really consider an 18-mile ride near home before working from home as risky. I must confess, the trucks that passed me as I walked my bike home brought back unpleasant reminders of unruly traffic during Ride the Rockies and the MS-150. There were no close calls as I walked my bike home, and no drivers were rude. But just like the broken glass on the road, there is risk. And that risk could be significant.

I got home in time to make breakfast for Lizard, whom I'd called with the update when the tire popped. I got home with plenty of time to relax before beginning my workday. Plenty of time to ponder. Plenty of time to put priorities back into perspective.

I was beginning to feel selfish for riding without Lizard. I realized I feel much safer when I - or we - ride where there is no danger of traffic. Such as Waterton Canyon. I love Waterton Canyon. It is never boring. I could do without the biting flies of summer, but I love to ride Waterton every chance I get. I love to ride my bike. But I do not love to ride in traffic, and my bike-handling skills are rusty these days. It's just been too long.

I threw some frozen peach slices in the blender, then added them to plain yogurt with ginger, cinnamon and just a pinch of cloves. I devoured about four spoonfuls, then mixed in Lizard's powdered supplements and handed him the bowl. He took two spoonfuls and fell asleep during the third.

It was the first time I know of Lizard has fallen asleep while eating. He had fallen asleep during conversations, while watching television and while doing his stretching routine. I've never minded him falling asleep because I'm thankful for every ounce of sleep he can get. But this is a sign of Parkinson's progression. No matter how much effort we put into trying to slow the disease, it marches onward, stealing more and more of my favorite cyclist month by month.

Stage Four of Parkinson's includes falling asleep during inappropriate times. The previous week, Lizard had accidentally left the hot water running after washing his hands, the second time that had happened. His medication recently got bumped up because his rigidity had become so debilitating. His breathing is sometimes labored. His Parkinson's shuffle and gait are becoming more and more pronounced. There are days when fighting Parkinson's takes everything we've got, and then some.

I miss our weekend warrior adventures. But I am so grateful for everything we were able to do before Parkinson's changed our path. We've been forced to let go of and abandon many dreams. But I will never stop building new goals and dreaming up new adventures. Parkinson's may not be a destination we chose, but it's an adventure we can work through together. I will never give up, and I will never give up hope.

I can't say I'm going to invest in another gravel bike for me, but I see no reason why I can't ride my mountain bike (which is one of Lizard's retired mountain bikes!!!) right alongside him as we continue on this unexpected and unpredictable journey. There will be bumps and curves along the way, along with splinters of sharp glass from time to time. Today's unexpected detour didn't deter me, and no future flats are going to prevent me from making the best life I can for us.

18 July 2019

Walk Away


I've long touted the Charity Miles app as a great way to "contribute" to the charity of choice while walking (or running or cycling). I think I've used the app for almost seven years, and the early years were truly a joy for me. Even though the streak feature was not user friendly back then, I still enjoyed the motivation to get out there and walk because I knew it was good for my body, and it was good for the National Multiple Sclerosis Society, too.

For the past two decades or more, my fitness has been focused on cycling. I had been running every day, but an injury forced me to scale back on that. I could ride without pain. I channeled all my non-creative energy in trying to build my endurance, set and meet monthly goals and raising money for charities, mostly in the battle against multiple sclerosis.

I recently changed charitable gears and now am raising money to battle Parkinson's, although I still support the Colorado/Wyoming Chapter of the National Multiple Sclerosis Society through friends and loved ones who participate in NMSS events.

I've also had a little more trouble recently trying to meet daily, weekly, monthly and even yearly cycling goals due to a variety of factors. One is a health issue, which, incidentally, is why we're supporting the Michael J. Fox Foundation and the Davis Phinney Foundation now.


When my husband got taken off his bike earlier this year, I voluntarily got off mine, too, in support of him but also to be able to focus our together time on activities we could both do instead of things one of us could do while the other found other ways to occupy the time. I've been trying to walk whenever I can, as opposed to taking a bus or driving a car, since I first started running back in about 1996 or so. The injury that robbed me of daily running required that I walk at least double the distance I run each time I run, as well as stretch before and after, which I confess I had not been doing since probably grade school.

When the back injury of 2004 took away running altogether, I tried to convert my runs into walks (and stairclimbing, and I still climb stairs rather than take an elevator every chance I get). When I first noticed Charity Miles had a streak feature, maybe five years ago, I set the goal that very day to walk every single day. Less than one week into my streak, I had to start a walk half an hour later than normal due to a schedule conflict, and the blasted app wiped out my streak! Oh, I was angry!

I tried a few more times, with the same results, never able to go much beyond a week if I couldn't walk at the exact same time each day. So I gave up. I quit using the app for a long time. I still donated to charities, and I was riding for charity. So I lost only the motivation to check in on the app every day, not the charitable or fitness goals.


Around this same time, I also noticed during a hike on a scheduled weekday off that both Google Maps and Cyclemeter, which I use to keep track of my cycling miles but not to compete with others online, knew where I worked, how far I was from work and when I should be there. I should have known any app with GPS would be able to track my routine activity enough to recognize when something was different, but the sudden realization hit me pretty hard. For a while, I wasn't sure I wanted to use any online tracking whatsoever because I don't really want everyone in the world to know where I am every single move I make.

I've since enabled Google Maps to use my location only when I give it permission to do so. Yes, I get a pop-up asking for permission every single time I use it, and I prefer that to it knowing where I am every minute of the day. Yes, they are called smartphones, but I don't need mine to be THAT intelligent.

I got over my hesitation with Cyclemeter during my next Ride the Rockies. One of the coolest features of Cyclemeter (other than the ability to also use it for hiking, cross country skiing, riding a trainer and even walking through a grocery or department store) is the ability to email PRIVATE links of my activity to Lizard, who often will watch to make sure I'm okay while out and about without him. During Ride the Rockies, he would finish hours ahead of me. Once he had signal, he could see exactly where I was and anticipate when I would arrive. He'd have the tent all set up, and if the food concessionaires were not going to be doing business past my arrival, Lizard would have something for me to eat upon arrival. He takes such good care of me!!!


I still wasn't too sure about using Charity Miles anymore because I didn't really want GPS tracking to keep tabs on me. And yet, I was walking. When Lizard got into a regular 4 a.m. work schedule, I would go to work with him, take the bus to the greenway, and walk, looking for wildlife, every morning before catching the train to my work.

After Lizard retired in December, one of my dreams came true. I'd often wished he could enjoy the wildlife with me, not just by looking during his lunch break at the photos I'd send him every day. Now, he could walk WITH me!






And walk, we did! I started using Charity Miles again because I wanted charitable donations to be directed toward the Michael J. Fox Foundation, which is available on the Charity Miles app. Every once in a while, we'd get to repeat the same walking schedule more than two or three consecutive times, and I noticed the streak feature had been improved. I could now walk at 6 a.m. one day, 7 a.m. the next day, and at lunch the following day and string up a three-day streak! I got very excited about Charity Miles again, and I started pitching it to all my friends and loved ones who walk.


During the spring, Lizard developed a couple of new health issues, and soon he wasn't able to ride or walk with me for a while. Although he is briefly back on his bike for a short time, surgery may be inevitable, and he may be off the bike and off his feet again during recuperation. We're hoping he'll be back in training condition this fall, and we can pick up where we left off.

Meanwhile, I started building a streak. And I mean really building! I got up into double digits! Then I got past a month, then two...

But something fishy caught my attention. I'd read advertisers who make their charitable donations via Charity Miles were giving 10 cents to 25 cents a mile. But my chosen charity's total never changed. I was logging some big miles, and I was walking every single day. But the displayed donation amount never changed.








About this same time, I met my former stairclimbing partners for lunch. I was telling them about Charity Miles. I wasn't doing the hardcore sell anymore, but I was trying to be enthusiastic. One of the girls tipped me off on a couple of investigative reports she'd seen regarding charity apps, and you can be sure I read. Every. Single. Word.

I then did a little of my own research. I decided I would keep going until I reached 100 days, then I would ditch the app, use Cyclemeter to record my miles, regardless of how I acquire them, and make my donations directly to the charities of my choice instead of going through a third party.

Charity Miles isn't necessarily doing anything bad. The advertisers who provide the donations aren't necessarily doing anything bad. I already had issues with the constant GPS tracking (which can be turned off after each use), and what I learned helped me see the old-fashioned way of making donations is better for me.


The providers of charity apps are not charitable organizations. That's how they are able to stay in business. They have to turn a profit to make it worth their time and effort to funnel contributions to various organizations as well as come up with sponsors who will bite the bait.

As any charity app provider will tell you, the money the advertisers put into charity is set in stone. They make that decision each year as they review their annual numbers. They may not choose which charity gets their contribution, but they decide in advance how much they are going to donate.

In return for pledging to the app, they get "advertising." Not free... They have to make a pledge in order to appear in the app ads. I'm okay with that. For years, I've been telling anyone who would listen I'm willing to put up with the (often unwanted and/or unneeded) ads because I know a charitable contribution is being made because I looked at the ad.


I'll be candid. I don't often buy anything via an ad or an ad click. Clicks are critical in internet marketing. No clicks, no revenue. Every once in a while, I will see an ad that piques my interest, and I will make a mental note of it and look up the business next time I have some free time. On a protected computer with cookies disabled. Sometimes I might even buy what I looked up.

My purchase does not stimulate the revenue column of the charitable donor "buying" the advertisement. The advertiser doesn't get a return on their investment. They may or may not invest again the next quarter, or the next year, or whatever.

Given this, many apps are now turning to a different revenue-producing method. Make the app user sign up for advertiser emails in order to "get credit" for donations. If you don't surrender your email address or partake of marketing surveys or fall for "free bonus" prompts, you get no donor credit. In some ways, it's a brilliant marketing strategy. Combine your advertising and charitable budgets, and get twice the mileage! The advertiser will still make the donation, even if I don't click the bait; but the donation is being made because the advertiser is being promised they will have a return on their investment. Not because they want to make a difference in the world.

The point also is made that people who use charity apps are less likely to donate out of their own pocket because they believe they are already donating more than their fair share by allowing an app to track whatever activity they are doing to "earn" donations.

I'm not judging anyone. Individuals and businesses may make their donations (or not) any way they want. But for me, I've decided an app is not the charitable route I want to take anymore.

Although I am more apt to support a business that contributes to its local community or to causes in which I believe, I am not going to hold businesses hostage to what I think they should be doing with their money.


My century was an awesome streak. I'm very proud of it. I will not stop walking! But my fitness and my charitable contributions won't be connected via a smart phone anymore. Both will be active and healthy. Just not together.

12 July 2019

Friday Funny


Yes, this video is a repeat here, but it still makes me laugh, and the above video is by Charlie's dad. Plus, I learned the 2016 video attracted the attention of Sylvester Stallone!!!

12 October 2018

Cycling Tidbits


RBR Ezine: After a ride, don’t gorge. While you need both protein and carbs after a ride, kick off your chow-down with something labor-intensive to chew, such as an apple or pear, says Leslie Bonci, MPH, RD, CSSD, LDN, co-author of Bike Your Butt Off. It'll curb hunger so you don't blow through an entire sleeve of Thin Mints.

ME: And what, exactly, is wrong with blowing through an entire sleeve of Thin Mints??? Or, for that matter, a whole row of Oreos???


Just teasing. But don't tell me I can't eat a whole tray of my chili-infused, agave-sweetened chocolate lava cookies after a big ride!


Coach Matheny rode off into the sunset last year. Coach Matheny was a rider and program presenter during my first Ride the Rockies, and I've adopted all the wonderful training techniques he taught me.


It's too dark for me to ride to or from work now, so I'm back to being a weekend warrior until spring. But man, what a ride it has been!











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