Down. Hard.

Yesterday I had the experience we all dread, but secretly know is inevitable. Yesterday I crashed.

And let’s be clear, I didn’t just crash, I crashed spectacularly.

I was on Ocean Blvd heading south on my way back home, on the downward side of about 40 miles. I had a tailwind going, so heading back home I was riding into a headwind. The only way I really deal with a headwind is to hunker down, grab the drops, try to keep my profile low and work through it. It’s tough, but it’s a nice opportunity to… I dunno… “conquer” something. You get a nice little sense of satisfaction for muscling your way through a good headwind and it makes for a nice little moment of triumph when you get home and tell yourself you didn’t let a headwind whip your ass.

So I’m head down, looking ahead, keeping a nice straight line and maintaining a nice, consistent 18-19 mph. Heart’s chugging along and my legs feel great.

Then I see him.

He’s in my front “periphery”. I can see him ahead of me, and he’s stepping out into the street. Of course, there’s no crosswalk. This kid’s thinking that this particular place is as good as any and makes the fateful decision to step out in front of me and cross Ocean Blvd.

I have exactly enough time to think, “well shit, I’m gonna kill this guy, and myself too…” and I slammed into him going about 19 mph.

My right shoulder contacted the leading edge of his body and that was all she wrote. The impact threw me sharply to the left and over the handlebars, landing on my left shoulder and skidding about 25 feet before coming to a stop… still clipped in, bike on top of me, adding to my momentum. Both gloves completely shredded, although I don’t actually remember putting my hands down. Helmet’s untouched, miraculously, and on first glance it looks like my hands and upper body… well, from the waist up… took most of the impact.

My left shoulder is fucked. Initially, I’m completely convinced I’ve broken my collarbone because it’s beyond painful to do anything. Move. Inhale. Blink. Exhale. For a brief minute I panic. This seems bad. “What does a broken rib feel like?” Elbow’s bleeding (and let me remind you… anti clotting agents…) it won’t stop, and the amount of blood that’s dipping off my arm is a little alarming. It slowly dawns on me that I can feel the breeze on my knee, and a quick glance down confirms that, of course, it’s bleeding too. So a quick assessment results in the following list: Left shoulder is totally fucked and as a result my left arm is completely limp and useless. The only thing stopping my hands from bleeding all over my handlebars is the remnants of my gloves that are wicking the blood away from the exposed wounds. I’m not sure that I haven’t broken a rib on my left side, but it’s a close call, because I still can seem to inhale without passing out. My left knee is hamburger, and my left hip has suddenly swollen to the size of a grapefruit.

Thankfully all of that can heal. The bike was my immediate concern (I know, right?) and I seem to have dodged a bullet. The only damage I can see is that the impact knocked my handlebars to the left, offsetting them slightly, and my right shifter’s got some minor cosmetic scratches along the bottom of the brake handle, and along the top of the hood.

I think I can speak for anyone else who rides a bike when I say that the only thing I was concerned with, and my immediate first thought was, “please don’t let anything happen to my bike…”

So I limped home. I ate a handful of Ibuprofen, took a shower and settled in for a night that seemed to redefined pain and discomfort. Seriously, I actually had heart surgery a couple months ago and that felt like a walk in the park compared to this. It’s a little more than 24 hours later, and my bruises have bruises, it still hurts to breath, and my left arm is completely useless. I can’t recall the last time I cried from pain, but I think I came close this morning when I decided to put on a shirt. This hurts.

But you know. Shit happens. I’m not gonna sweat it. I’ll take a couple of days off, soak in some hot baths for the next couple of days (praise the almighty Salt of Epsom!), and eat Ibuprofen like Tic Tacs. It’ll get better.

I’ll take replacing some gloves and working through some bruises any day over replacing carbon fiber.

Seems like a perfect time to try Yoga, right?

My toolbox (for Doug… who asked).

I got an email last week from a friend of mine who wanted to advice on weight loss. He’s looking to lose some extra weight and wanted to know if I could help him out.

I struggled with this for a while, wrote a couple of drafts that went nowhere, mainly because I fixated on weight loss, nutrition, etc. It became a rambling, incoherent soapbox of a post with no direction or purpose.

Then I just sat back and thought about what he was asking. He was just asking, like, “what did you do?” and I was busy getting all philosophical and shit on him.

So I decided to just kinda chill, kick back, and write a nice, easygoing post about the shit that I do, and how it contributes to my discipline. Because don’t get me wrong, the name of this game is discipline with a capital fucking “D”. If you don’t make a lifestyle commitment to this, and you view it as a “diet” or a “way to lose weight”, then I’m afraid you’ve already lost the battle my friend. This shit here is for life. Unfortunately, I’ve sadly reached several conclusions over the last couple of years. The first is that I’m a man in my 40′s, and with that comes a higher level of dietary maintenance and discipline if I wanna live past 50. The second, and most recent lesson, is that you can’t slack. Lifestyle change means lifestyle change. It doesn’t mean, “lifestyle change for the next couple of months, then back to what I was doing before”.

I’m not here to tell you what you can and can’t eat, that’s all for you, but for me, I’ve got a finite number that represents my daily caloric intake, and I’m not about to fuck it away on shit food that does nothing for me. I’m all about the nutrient density. If I put it in my body, I want it to be as close to unprocessed and good for me as possible. My whole idea of “taste” has changed dramatically over the last couple of years as a result. I don’t like salty, oversweetened, fried, greasy, fatty, overprocessed food. I love the taste of fresh vegetables, fruit, etc. I don’t sweeten my oatmeal in the morning because, dammit, I actually like the taste of oats. I eat whole wheat english muffins without anything on them because I eat breads and rolls so infrequently that when I do treat myself to some kind of bread, I like to taste… you know… the bread.

So without further ado, I’m going to list some of the things that I’ve discovered have been invaluable to me, or put another way, “I wouldn’t have been able to live so well without them”.

But first, a quick word or two about, “why”? I want to just state, for the record, that all of this has nothing to do with losing weight. I’ve detailed this in previous posts, but the short of it is, I’m a grown, adult, white male in his early 40s. Right now my main concern is cardiovascular health. If I have a strong, healthy heart, then everything else is gravy. If I’m doing everything I can to strengthen my heart, and increase my cardiovascular fitness, then weight isn’t an issue. I’m eating right, exercising, and living a stress free, relaxing, healthy lifestyle only to create an environment that’s best for my heart-health. As a result, weight melts off me, diabetes isn’t even in my vocabulary, my cholesterol manages itself, and my blood pressure is so low you’d think I was a corpse (I have a resting heart rate of between 45 and 50 beats per minute… and I’m 43). So for me, weight loss is secondary. In fact, I don’t even think much about my weight except in the summertime when I bike so much that I have to increase my caloric intake or else my weight drops below 160 and I start to look a little sickly (my wife hated my summer weight, she thought I looked “malnourished”).

So what are the tools in my “heart healthy toolbox”?

1. A bicycle
It goes without saying that I love riding bikes. I think a more accurate way to say that would be, “Jeff is addicted to riding a bicycle”. But do you know why? I’ll let the American Heart Association Website explain:

For health benefits to the heart, lungs and circulation, perform any moderate-to-vigorous-intensity aerobic activity for at least 30 minutes on most days of the week at 50–85 percent of your maximum heart rate. You can accumulate 30 minutes in 10 or 15 minute sessions. What’s important is to include physical activity as part of a regular routine. The training effects of such activities are most apparent at exercise intensities that exceed 50 percent of a person’s exercise capacity (maximum heart rate). If you’re physically active regularly for longer periods or at greater intensity, you’re likely to benefit more.

So there you go. I ride a bike because it’s a vigorously intense aerobic activity. I currently ride anywhere from 100 to 120 miles a week. My weekend rides are generally in the range of 35-40 miles and last about two hours, and during the week I ride about 11-12 miles a day at a faster, more intense pace. This leads me to my second most important tool, but one that was probably the most important purchase I ever made.

2. Rollers
I can’t say enough about rollers. Not a stationary trainer. Rollers. As in, you just put your bike on them and ride. Why rollers? Lots of reasons, not the least of which is vanity. I remember years ago, when I was in the Navy, I was friends with a guy who was probably the most serious cyclist I ever knew. This guy turned me on LeMond, Eddy Merckx, and the peloton. He schooled me in the art of riding, and gave me an appreciation for Road Riding at a time when my whole life had been about BMX and bunny hops. He drilled into my head the importance of form and cadence, and was the first (and up to now, only) person I met who rode rollers. So when I decided last year that I wanted to start riding in the winter to prepare for Spring, I knew there was only one way to go if I wanted to get into proper cycling shape. Nothing else will force you to maintain an even pedal stroke. Rollers have repercussions. Fuck off on rollers at your own peril, and likewise, become skilled on rollers and watch your efficiency on the bike go through the roof. I rode some last year with some local riders who easily have more time in the peloton than I could ever dream of having, and I had enough confidence to jump in precisely because I knew I was able to ride a bike and not stomp up and down for two hours. Rollers will turn you into a cyclist. They’ll smooth your rough edges. Trust me, if you can maintain a 110+ rpm cadence for a couple of minutes at 32+ miles per hour on rollers, the rest will be cake.

3. Eat This Not That
(Full disclosure time. I’ve actually been picked to be featured in the 2011 version of this book, so I might come off a little biased.) Last year, when I started riding to get healthier, it only took me a couple of weeks before I realized I needed to overhaul my diet. I’m fortunate to have a little more formal training in metabolic pathways and probably a better grasp on nutrition fundamentals including the chemistry of food simply because of my biology/chemistry background. So I knew what needed to be done, what needed to be eaten, and in what proportions and ratios. I also knew what needed to be avoided and why. What I didn’t know, or have access to, was some way to accurately compare the foods I was buying at the supermarket without spending hours and hours reading labels. Enter this book. They’ve done all that research for you! The greatest thing about this book, by the way, is that this isn’t a diet book! You’ll lose weight if you use it as a buying guide, that goes without saying, but not because of any particular dietary magic. This book is all about one thing: healthy choices. It bases its conclusions (“you should eat this… not that) on strictly health (heart/sugar) criteria. Why is one food a better choice than another? Because of sodium content, or because it contains more dietary fiber than its counterpart, or because it has the fewer calories derived from added sugar. It’s simply putting the act of shopping for groceries (if you use the supermarket guide… I don’t eat fast food, so I skipped the restaurant guide) into the simplest framework possible. That it’s just a matter of making the right decisions when you’re reaching for something that you’re going to spend your money on and put inside your body. If you’re going to spend money (you are) and you’re going to put it in your body (you are) then why wouldn’t you choose to pick the best item on the shelf? I’ll tell you why most people don’t. Because they simply don’t have the time, or tools to look at every label and make that comparison. That’s where this book is a lifesaver (literally). I changed everything about how I eat just by using the supermarket guide for a couple of months. I went shopping every week, and every time I left the house, this book went with me. I’ve never seen a book that even came close to being as valuable as this book became.

4. FatSecret
Now, again, keeping in mind that I didn’t start down this road to lose weight, this last tool might seem a little counter to that, but it’s really not. When I first started trying to get a handle on my diet, I was mainly concerned with the breakdown of calories. I wondered, for instance, just how many calories a day I was eating. How much sodium was I taking in? How much fat? Protein? So I started off writing everything down in a notebook. Then I thought, “Hey, I wonder if there’s an app for my phone?” and (at the time) there was only one app for Android (remember, this was about two years ago… before app craziness and before Android and iOS made “app” a household word). It was called, appropriately enough, “Calorie Counter”. When I initially installed it, I was dismayed to discover that it required a membership on a website, fatsecret.com. I wasn’t really sure I wanted to join a website, so it sat on my phone, unused, for a week or so until one evening I decided to give the website a try. I fell in love immediately. Studies show that people who keep a food diary, on average, double their weight loss. This isn’t a fluke. The discipline of keeping track of what you eat every day is probably the most important piece of this whole puzzle. If you wanna know where you’re going off track, or what the makeup of your diet is, there’s no more valuable resource. The site’s easy, it builds a library of frequently eaten food, facilitating the biggest barrier to keeping a diary which is data entry, and quickly becomes your go-to resource. Not only does this site track your food, but by entering your height, weight, age, and weight loss goals, it will track physical activity and compare calories in vs. calories out, giving you an immediate snapshot of your lifestyle. It’s all a simple matter of doing the math. If you’re taking in more calories and you’re burning, then what do you think is going to happen? Likewise, if you’re burning more calories than you take in on a consistent, day to day basis, how do you think you’ll look in a month or two? Well, if you kept a diary, you’d know the answer to those questions.

I keep a daily diary of everything I eat. Everything. I track my physical activity every day as well, and I make sure I’m doing regular cardiovascular exercise. I swim regularly, I ride almost every day, and I make sure that every decision I make about the foods I eat are all well-informed. I do everything in moderation, and I treat myself regularly to indulgences that, because I take care of myself, are actually, real, honest indulgences. I’ve maintained a fantastic weight now for about two years without anything close to what I’d call “effort” or “sacrifice”. I have a lifestyle, and that lifestyle is active, healthy, fun, outgoing and energetic.

So Doug, there you go. I told you it was more than I could put together in an email, and I’m sorry it took so long, but as you can tell, it’s a topic that’s near and dear to my heart. Literally. I hope it helps you with what you were asking, and if you wanna ask me any questions about any of it, feel free to drop me a line in the comments. I think it’s a topic that people may find interesting and helpful, and anything either of us can do to help anyone else out there get healthier, lose weight, or (hopefully) pick up a bike and start riding, then it was worth every minute I spent putting it down on “paper”.

Update 1: I’m calling this “Update 1″ because I have a feeling I’ll update and add to this more than once. This afternoon, while I was out riding, I realized that I have an additional tool in my toolbox. When I started riding, I realized I needed a heart rate monitor. After shopping around and reading some reviews, I settled on the Mio Motiva Heart Rate Watch. This has been invaluable in helping me track my heart health. The Motiva measures heart rate with a dynamic display that quickly shows you what percentage of your Maximum Heart Rate you’re currently at. The contacts on the front of the unit never, and I mean never fail me. I can quickly and easily get my heart rate in a matter of seconds no matter where I’m at and it’s dead-on accurate. I’ve taken it to doctor appointments and it’s never been off by more than a single beat. It has a “calorie management system” that uses your age, weight, etc and uses your heart rate and exercise intensity to calculate calories burned and counts that against your recommended daily caloric intake. I can’t recommend enough the Mio Heart Rate Watch. As an aside, I had some simple issues with my first watch when it arrived, and I contacted Mio and they quickly and effectively handled my issue. I was blown away by their customer service, so I’m what you call a “raving fan”.

Stones. Milestones, that is.

Yesterday I did two things that I was proud of. First, I kept my cadence above 90 (94, actually) for my whole ride (1:30:00). I’ve been regularly riding intervals at the house for the last couple of weeks, and I can tell my legs are definitely improving. I’ve tried to focus on really maintaining a regular cadence above 105 during the interval, and when I first started, I was struggling with recovery afterward. It was hard to drop down after a tough interval and keep pedaling. The temptation is to rest, coast, stop pedaling and “give it a minute”, but the more I concentrated on continuing with my stroke after the interval, the more progress I seemed to make. Now, over the last couple of days of riding on the rollers, I’ve pretty much blasted through them and this week I think I’m going to extend the faster, harder interval time. I’ve started off riding  – 10 min. (warmup)/1 min. (105+)/ 3 min. (recovery)/ repeat. I’ll jump to 2 minutes at 105+ then recover for 3 minutes.

The second accomplishment, and the one I’m most proud of is one that might not sound like a whole lot. For the whole ride yesterday I stayed in the drops. I know, I know, what’s the big deal, right? Well, for me, it’s actually pretty hard to maintain that discipline. If you haven’t noticed, I’m kinda older, and on my previous bike, the Trek Alpha, spending any amount of time in those drops was a recipe for lower back pain. The geometry of that bike was just way too aggressive to facilitate that riding posture. The head tube on that older bike was about 4 and a half inches, and lowering your riding position on that bike meant you were basically folded in half. Not to mention even remotely standing up and sprinting in that position was the textbook definition of “squirrelly”. The other downside to that aggressive, older, aluminum frame was the need to constantly move your hands around. It’s basically like riding a tuning fork for 2 hours and the “buzz” alone is enough to make your hands go numb pretty damn quickly.

The Cervelo, with its more upright geometry, significantly longer headtube, and… ahem… carbon fiber frame, just makes that whole proposition much more palatable. I was able to stay lowered, with my head down, pushing a 94+ cadence for an hour and a half. My hands felt great. No numbness, no tingling, and my back felt terrific.

Trust me when I tell you, THIS is why you get a bicycle. I’m pretty sure that’s the closest you’ll come to flying without having wings sewn onto your back.

I think maybe this week I’ll try and videotape a session on the rollers, too. Might be fun to upload a video of a ride. Stay tuned.