Why So Many “Plans”?


For the last few weeks, I have had the honor of vacationing in Santa Fe, NM for rather cheap.  A good friend needed someone to take care of their house while they were away and I said “yes.”  So, I have been able to clear my head in the “Land of Enchantment” and take in both the physical beauty and the spiritual beauty of the place.  Lets just say I don’t want to leave.

As my brain turns back toward reality, I was thinking about the different things I need to start tracking as I head back to the real world of crime, concrete, smog, and sirens.  I made a list and was shocked at the amount of planning I was considering, let alone tracking and refining.   Oh yeah, these don’t even take into account the checklists which would proudly support the plans.

Some of these “plans” include:

  • nutrition/meals
  • exercise
  • time management
  • to do lists and actions
  • contacts
  • hobbies
  • PRM (personal relationship management)

Suddenly it hit me as I chowed down on a spicy fish taco (the gas hit me later) that I was building the manual to life.  What??  Really??  Have I reduced myself to the point that I need these “documents” to manage my life?  Maybe I have.

Read about my horrific year so far, A Significant Detour

life pulls in too many directions, make a planThen I thought of a client of mine from my house sitting days in SoCal who tracked everything through Microsoft Outlook.  Not only did he have detailed contacts up the wazoo, but he had calendar reminders, repetitive tasks, and even files embedded into this instance of Outlook.   His life, his household was managed through this interface.  It was brilliant, but also touchy. I realized how touchy it was when he asked my how to backup his outlook.pst file.  Even more touchy when a new version of Outlook came out and the import was corrupted.  But such is the digital life.  Living at the perils of ones and zeros, power outages, and corrupt files.  On the other-hand, the analog life is clunky, slow, non-searchable (is that a word?) and given character as you spill coffee on the paper.

You may be interested in reading my post, Just Push Through It!

It is possible to manage a complete life within some type of productivity tool, digital or analog. (more in this later).  Sometimes life is simply that complex.  It isn’t so much that one has failed to keep track or manage things on their own.  Feeling the need to plan everything, or most things, is simply a strategy to relieve stress.   When one records items on a piece of paper, they relieve the brain from having to remember them.  Writing things down (or typing them into a program) is freeing yourself to enjoy many other things the world has to offer.

So, let’s get planning!  Go mad with the lists, the calendars, the reminders, and the non-sense before we miss another episode of Grey’s Anatomy.

Push Through It!


If working out was easy, everyone would be a triathlete.  Heck, the world would be a much better place as the food industry wouldn’t be trying to cram sugar laden food down our throats. But this isn’t a post about the sins of the major food processors.

No, this post is about the transformation and journey one will experience as they move off the couch and into the gym, outdoors on the jogging path, and/or on the saddle of your bike.  This is also a good time to disclaim the concept of seeing your doctor before doing any rigorous exercise.

Reflecting on the Painful Past

As I reflect on the past few days and the agony of sore quads, a bit of dehydration, and stomach discomfort, I look back to my first journey and the pain, the emotions, and the experience I had when I was in much worse shape.  It was not a walk in the park.  In fact, I was moody, in pain, couldn’t catch my breathe, and wanted to walk away from it all so many times.  But I didn’t.

This time, I know what is ahead.  Right now, it hurts.  Right now, I lose my breathe easily.  Right now, my heart rate peaks very quickly.  Right now, my muscles are fighting to stay in bed.  Right now, I am thirsty and hungry.  Right now, I am drenched in sweat.

But tomorrow, the next day, and the day after that, I will experience these things a bit less.  Pretty soon, I can climb a flight of stairs with vigor without losing my breathe.  Pretty soon, my muscles will be upset when I DON’T exercise.

Don’t Be One of the 95%

As we embark on our fitness journeys, we will go through stages.  I understand why a lot of people go to the gym and give up after three sessions.  In fact, one of my personal trainers told me once that if he could one client through six sessions, they would be a client for over a year!  That conversion rate, less than 5%.  Yup, less than 5% of clients go beyond six sessions.  That’s a lot of people saying goodbye to their fit future.

Take My Advice

Just push through it
from Brainy Quote

For anyone who is new to this and just embarking on their fitness journey, my advice is this:  “Just push through it! The reward at the end is far sweeter than you think.”  It is true.  Becoming a triathlete saved my life and it gave me a life I never thought possible growing up.  Being fit makes it super easy to do things.  Being fit makes you look different walking down the street. Being fit gives you confidence.

While the first few sessions will suck and that voice in your head will try to convince you to go back to the couch, don’t listen to it.  Listen to me, “push through it” because you will thank yourself later.

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So, You Fell Off Your Bike?


You are cruising along with the wind in your hair, enjoying the beautiful world around you, when, suddenly, you fall off your bike and come crashing to the ground.

“Ouch!” you scream as the other cyclists in your group either swerve to avoid you or stop to look back at the scene which just unfolded.

You lay there momentarily stunned at what just occured.  “Am I okay? Anything broken or missing?”, you ask.

As the pain makes it way from the nerves to the brain, you realize you can still move and begin to unclip from the pedals and stand up.  Realizing you are okay, you survey the bike, hoping nothing has been scared from contact with the road.  Nothing has.

You realize the pothole was hidden and you were the only lucky one to take that particular path along the road.  You stand, making sense of what happened as your cycle partners help to get you going again.

Falling off your bike is synonymous with the sudden, life changing moments life throws our way.  Losing a job, a friend to suicide, or even just moving to a new, strange place for a fresh start, a shock to the system and normal pace is what makes us better people and triathletes in the end.

2014 for AricInTraining has been a year chocked full of these events.  In the end, after every punch has been thrown by life, I am still breathing and still a triathlete.  As hard as it is at times to get back on the bike and start pedaling again, it is the way forward.  The finish line is waiting and so are my dreams.