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Month: September, 2011

The Formula of Failure (2)

(Swimming) “4000 meters at 21°C! Beat this!” – “Hah! 2000 meters at 17°C! Now beat this!” … “Now since water temperature is not at all meaningless in swimming, how do you normalize your successes anyway?” – “Wait… one sec… like this! Tie!” (Calculation: s(n) = t – d/500 with s(n) = normalized success factor (min), t = temperature (°C) and d = distance (m))

Things to do in your head while swimming long distances in miserably cold water, pt. 1: making up stupid equations that establish you as the winner of anything imaginable.

(Let’s do the example, still: 17 (°C) – 2000 (m)/500 = 13. Smaller success factors are better; the lower the temperature, the easier it is – at the moment you could beat me by entering the water at below 13°C and not swimming at all. Ok, maybe the formula is crap after all.)

Chlorine is my perfume (7)

I am neither pro swimmer nor doctor, so you are following my advice on your own risk. For better understanding, read my Quick Reference first.

  • Warm-Up: 100K, 50B, 50R (2x)
  • 4x100K (focus on technique, flip turns)
  • 10x25K (dive one additional stroke per lane – in diving/breaststroke – until you reach the end of the lane diving, walk back to the start after every lane… I don’t know how about you, but the walking messes up my pulse)
  • 6x75L (25S, 25R, 25B… no K)
  • 8×50 (25S, 25K slowly; after every round: get out of the water and do 5 push-ups and 10 sit-ups
  • Cool down: 50K, 50B

(Total: 2000m)

Rabbit transitions are the key to success

(Running, Triathlon) “Bunny ears, bunny ears… playing by a tree… criss-crossed the tree… jumped into a hole… wait.” Today’s lesson: in triathlon, the clever bunnies are using lace locks.

Did I misspell the title? Please excuse me.

As if anyone could remember shoelace knots on full race adrenaline. Just in case you need to refresh your knowledge, you could visit this wonderful site (I also did for this cartoon).

And to close up, here comes my favorite piece of news for today: a family of wild rabbits dug through our local soccer stadium. Part of the stands had to be closed. Well… the rabbits are small, cute and fluffy and the local soccer fans are (mostly) fat, loud and stupid. Guess who I side with. (Here is the article, but in German.)