New Year's Eve

Well we have about 6 more hours until 2013.  Have you written down those goals yet?   I finally weighed in................:)   181 chubby pounds.   Normally I'm in complete shock with that number, but with the way I've been eating, I figured I'd actually weigh more than that.  The diet starts tomorrow, ugh!!!    One never really realizes how much he or she eats until he or she stops eating.   Tomorrow will be my first 1200 calorie day.  I'm not really going to concentrate on the calories as much as I am the quality of the calories.  I mean, I can eat a BigMac and still remain below my 1200 maximum for the day, but I think I will opt for the chicken, the apple, or something else a little less fattening.  My goal is going to be 2lbs a week which should be pretty easy.   As crazy it may sound (if you had any idea how much crap I've been eating) I'm more motivated than ever to hit my goal weight this year.  I''m not sure why this year is any different then any other, but for some reason I'm extra motivated.  In fact, I'm so motivated that here is my first offer/challenge........any challenger that loses a greater percentage then me, I 'll give you $50.00 cash.    Oh and speaking of the challenge......... I really screwed up the finish date.  On the website, I said the challenge will end on April 8th but on the flyer I have it as April 30th.  I was hoping to keep it around 90 days, so the official end date is midnight on April 8th.  

This year we won't be blessed with the smart remarks from "Thunderthighs", she's apparently a bit under the weather, but the really cool thing this year, is I think almost 100% of my staff are on board.  This will bring the trash talking to a whole new level (though as their "boss" I have to be careful not to say anything "unprofessional" and possibly sue worthy.: )  One of my employees, I'll call her CC (not my wife) for now as she hasn't come up with an official challenge name yet, will be the funnest to pick on.  She's constantly reminding me, daily, of how many calories I eat.  It's going to be a great pleasure to kick her butt. 

So, a few of you have asked about the other things I plan on talking about over the next few months.............  some of it's going to be quite personal, other parts I need to get approval from my wife and a few friends before I can share it. 

I plan on sharing it though because I don't feel I'm alone in a lot of the things I went through.  Just know for now that in some of the most amazing of ways my life has been changed forever (all for the good).    I may have sent this poem to some of you so bear with me if I've already posted this once or twice.  I was given this poem in college and being a cyclist, I guess I was just able to relate a little more closely. 

A Tandem Ride With God

I used to think of God as my observer, my judge, keeping track of the things I did wrong, so as to know whether I merited heaven or hell when I die. He was out there, sort of like a president. I recognized His picture when I saw it, but I didn't really know Him.

But later on, when I met Jesus, it seemed as though life was rather like a bike, but it was a tandem bike, and I noticed that Jesus was in the back helping me pedal. I didn't know just when it was He suggested we change, but life has not been the same since I took the back-seat to Jesus, my Lord. He makes life exciting. When I had control, I thought I knew the way. It was rather boring, but predictable. It was the shortest distance between two points.

But when He took the lead, He knew delightful long cuts, up mountains, and through rocky places and at break-through speeds; it was all I could do to hang on! Even though it often looked like madness, He said, "Pedal!" I was worried and anxious and asked, "Where are you taking me?" He laughed and didn't answer and I started to learn to trust. I forgot my boring life and entered into adventure. And when I'd say, "I'm scared", He'd lean back and touch my hand.

He took me to people with gifts that I needed, gifts of healing, acceptance and joy. They gave me their gifts to take on my journey, our journey, my Lord's and mine. And we were off again. He said, "Give the gifts away; they're extra baggage, too much weight." So I did, to the people we met, and I found in giving I received, and still our burden was light.

I did not trust Him, at first, in control of my life. I thought He'd wreck it, but He knows bike secrets, knows how to make it bend to take sharp corners, jump to clear high rocks, fly to shorten scary passages. And I am learning to shut up and pedal in the strangest places, and I'm beginning to enjoy the view and the cool breeze on my face with my delightful constant companion, Jesus.

And when I'm sure I just can't do any more, He just smiles and says... "Pedal."

(Author unknown)


I'm gonna leave you with that.  I hope and pray you all have a very safe and happy New Year.  Write down those goals!!!

Thanks for reading. 


 

Write Down Those Goals!!!!

The countdown has begun (is begun a word?).  Are you ready for the new year yet?  Have you written down your resolutions/goals yet?  Remember, they are really only a thought until you put them down on paper.   I think I mentioned this already, but I'm really looking forward to 2013.  On just about every level possible, I'm anxious for a good year.  It's going to be a year of new challenges, personal growth, more valued family time, company growth, etc.   Over the next few months you will understand why I'm looking so forward to this next year.  2012 was a tough year, but it ended on the best note possible.  This blog is probably going to be more personal then it ever has been.   I've got lots to share and in due time will share with you as much as I can.   I think I've learned more about myself in the past two months then I have my entire life.  As always, this blog will rarely be about business, but I hope to be able to share some things that many of you can relate to.

I've already received several entries for the Weight Loss Challenge.  I have no idea what to expect the first time I get on the scale.  I've been eating a lot of food and a lot of crappy food on top of that.  For the first time in the history of the challenge, I'm going to team up with my wife this year.  We both love to cook so we've decided to work together to cook up some healthy meals for the family.  Our other goal will be to rarely if ever, eat dinner after 6 p.m.  Late dinners and late night snacks are what destroy a diet.   My old cycling coach used to always say, eat like a king for breakfast, a prince for lunch, and peasant for dinner.  So my actual plan is going to be to eat a small to moderate breakfast (I've never been a bfast eater), a good lunch, and a small dinner.  My goal is to stay around 1200 calories with the majority of it being protein.   I will post a list of those who have signed up already and do my best to update it daily.   I realize many of you will have weight loss as one of your resolutions. If you don't want to wait until the7th to start the actual challenge, send me your current weight and get started on the 1st.  Your starting weight will be your initial weight on your entry form.  

So, between now and New Year's Eve, take a seat and write down your goals for the year.  Then write down some strategies on how your going to reach each goal.  Make the strategies as detailed as possible.  Once 2013 is here, it's time to kick some butt.  If you have a down day, don't let it ruin your entire plan.  Just start again the next day.  We all stumble, it's getting back up that makes the difference.

It's getting late and I still have a ton of paperwork to do.  Hope you all have a super day tomorrow (New Year's Eve).  



PS:  After finishing this post, I came across this article  (Don't set goals for 2013).   No matter what this guy says, I'm a fan of setting goals.   I think the majority of successful people would agree, especially when they are personal goals.   I"ll leave it up to you, but like I said, a goal not written down, is merely a dream in your mind.  Write it down and put your strategies into action. 

2013 Weight Loss Challenge

Well it's almost that time of year again.  The 4th annual AOM Weight Loss Challenge is almost upon us.  I'm hoping we'll see as much success as we did last year.  We're going to start a week later then last year  (January 7th), and go for 90 days ending on April 1st.   Last years winner (Ashley) did an amazing job and looked even more amazing in her before and after picture.  In the end, we all found out (along with her hubby) that she was pregnant.  I wonder if we will see her battle to retain her title from last year. 

  I gotta say, I was blow away when she sent this picture.  If this isn't motivation then I don't know what is.  I'm not sure what I weigh right now, but I'm guessing it's around 180-185.  My goal weight is 160- 165.   If you have some extra pounds you want to lose, join us in a little friendly competition.   

I'm thinking there are a bunch of you out there that want to see the same success.  All it takes is a little dedication, a little sacrifice, and hopefully when doing it with others it will make it a lot more fun. 

So for the next week, set those goals,  finish off those holiday left overs, then set your heart and mind on losing those pounds.  Make it your goal to be able to take the same picture as Ashley did.  It's completely possible,  you just need to want it bad enough. 

Stay tuned to the blog for more info over the next few days.  Put www.alphaoxymed.blogspot.com in your favorites.  Make 2013 your year.  Set those goals, develop your plan, then put that plan into action.   It's gonna be fun. 

On a whole other note, I realize I've been out of commission for while, at least as far as this blog is concerned anyway.   I've got lots to share and over the next few months I'll share lots.  It's been an interesting year and I hope that what I've been through can motivate some of you to get through whatever it may be you are going through (if anything at all:)  ) 

It's getting late and I've got lots of end of the year stuff to finish (there's no way I'm going to finish it all) so I'm going to call it a night.   

Have a great night.  (good to be back online again)

Phil 4:13  I can do all things through Christ who strenghtens me.  (And I believe you can)

Hug em!!!

Yes, two posts in one day. 

With everything going on in life, I've learned one very important think lately.  To cherish every single second with my kids.

Yesterday, Coby (my 10yo) and Keevan (my soon to be 4yo) went to the baseball field.  As we turned down the road to get to the field, I hear Keevan say, "wow dad, we haven't been here in a while, I like this place".    During the summer we spend a lot of time at the ball field so it was nice that he remembered.

I've written posts that have to do with living in the moment and yesterday was one of those moments.  I cherished every throw, I cherished every bad throw, I cherished Keevan throwing it every which way but the right way.  

So real quickly I want to say, tonight when you tuck in your kids......................hug them tight and cherish the moment.   Just do it!!!!!!

Rambling.............About God

Can you believe it!!! I'm still here!

I think I only have one reader left, but heck, that's a start right?!

I've been struggling like crazy with things to write and as every day progresses a million things go through my head only to leave my head just as quickly when I decide to write about them.

For at least the near future, things are going to be just a tad different with the blog.  Not that it has ever been much about business anyway, but I think for a while we'll try to get into some stuff. 

This morning I get a text from a single mom.  Just a normal conversation about church, God, singing, etc.  Then she tells me that she just had a talk with her kids about Christmas this year and that she to tell them that the only gifts they would be getting would be from the grandparents.  One of the daughters then replies, "it's OK mommy, all I want is you".

Not an hour later, one of my employees comes in, and she is usually tough as nails, but I could tell something was up.  So my nosey butt asked.  Just the act of asking brought on the tears.  All she said was "why does life have to be so effing tough sometimes?"

I've got my own "life's issues" going on as well.  Life is just a true bitch at times.  No matter how hard you try, things just knock your butt right back to the ground. 

I've always tried my best to look around before complaining about things.  I have a job, my kids are healthy, all that good stuff we take for granted, but some days................dang life is just a battle. 

I'm sure I've talked God a little in this blog, but I think I'm going to go in a little different direction today.  Only because I think there are a lot people out there struggling.  Struggling with life, struggling with Faith, struggling with Something to believe in.  If so..........I'm right there with ya. 

For about the last year, I think I've been further away from God then I think I ever have been, or at least that's how I've felt.  I want something to believe in!!  I have found myself grasping at anything and everything.  My last cycling coach based a lot of his philosophy on Buddhist thought.  It was very appealing so I started reading more and more about it.  I enjoyed the 'peace' it offered and the external feelings that it offered.  I say external because at least with me, a part of me still felt vacant, empty.  The emotional part. 

As I mentioned before, I've been going through quite a bit of stuff lately.  Almost hitting rock bottom (no I'm not an alcoholic or hooked on any type of drug) I needed something more.  I was pissed at God and found myself questioning everything I had ever been taught about Faith and God.  Where the hell (no pun intended) is He?  Why do things have to be so difficult at times?  Why put us through tests?  

What's sad is that I ask all those questions but really know the answers.  He still pisses me off though.  And you know what????????  As His son, I'm allowed to be pissed off.  I'm allowed to wonder.   

Know something else?  It's OK to wonder.  It's OK to question.  Heck it's OK to doubt (though I find that this gets you no where)  I'm not claiming to have the answers, in fact I don't have a frigging clue to any of it.  I'm starting from scratch.  I'm not believing things because I'm told to believe them anymore.  I want to learn and KNOW on my own.  I want to experience the love of Christ on my own terms.    This isn't easy.   I'm the master of Doubt.  I want God to show me.  I know He exists, in my heart I just know He does.  There's just too much awesome evidence to argue that, but I still want Him to show me. 

There's a song that I just heard the other day called "Live like that" by Sidewalk Prophets.  I was just going to post a couple of lines, but once I read it, I need to post the entire song, here ya go.  

"Live Like That"

Sometimes I think
What will people say of me
When I'm only just a memory
When I'm home where my soul belongs

Was I love
When no one else would show up
Was I Jesus to the least of those
Was my worship more than just a song

I want to live like that
And give it all I have
So that everything I say and do
Points to You

If love is who I am
Then this is where I'll stand
Recklessly abandoned
Never holding back

I want to live like that
I want to live like that

Am I proof
That You are who you say You are
That grace can really change a heart
Do I live like Your love is true

People pass
And even if they don't know my name
Is there evidence that I've been changed
When they see me, do they see You

I want to live like that
And give it all I have
So that everything I say and do
Points to You

If love is who I am
Then this is where I'll stand
Recklessly abandoned
Never holding back

I want to live like that
I want to live like that

I want to show the world the love You gave for me
I'm longing for the world to know the glory of the King

I want to live like that
And give it all I have
So that everything I say and do
Points to You

If love is who I am
Then this is where I'll stand
Recklessly abandoned
Never holding back

I want to live like that
I want to live like that

 

I know there are those out there that think, "Dude, you're reaching!!"  or "I need more"  or "It's in your head, you are coming up with something just to appease some angelic need in your head".

 

Ya know, my degree is in biology. I spent four years at a university, in a building where most students in my same field just didn't believe in a Greater Being.  I've been down the same road myself.  How does something create all of this?  How does some great being create so much?

 

Because HE can!!!   I believe He can.   And so this is where my new journey begins.  From the very basics of Believing.  I believe He has our best interests at heart.  We can ask "why" all day long.  He doesn't need to explain that to us.  We just have to believe that He has a plan for why things are happening.  With that said though, I still believe shit happens.  We have been given free will to screw up as many things as we choose to.  This is not His fault.    What do most of us do when we screw up?  Run right back to God.  We bitch and moan about the way He does things, but like any parent, we run right back into His arms and want Him to fix everything. 

 

With regards to the song mentioned above.  How do you live?  When people see you do they see the example of Christ?  I don't think people see that when they see me.  Guess I have something to work on.   We are all left with so much responsibility.    Shine!!!   Shine like you know how.  Be an example to all.   That's all He wants us to do.  Shine so much that when people associate with you, they know you follow Christ.   Shine so much that they want to be like you.  Can you imagine a world if we all had the compassion of Christ?   Instead we live in a world that is so selfish its crazy. 

 

Have any of you seen the girl around town with the bike and the dog?  The homeless girl.   How many of you have offered anything to her?  I haven't.     

 

Geeze this is just one rambling mess, but for now it's all I've got.  Maybe it'll get me going on writing more.  It's good therapy. 

 

Hope you all have a super day. 

God Bless

 

Back in the Gym

Tonight was my first night back at the gym.  It's been at least 3 weeks since working out and much longer since I've sparred with Jay.   Our last sparring match, I was in pretty good shape.  This time..........ugh, I felt horrible.  I couldn't go 2 minutes without having to take a break.  Jay's first shot was straight into my right eye.  He lectured me on making sure I pulled my punches and whammo, I get hammered with a straight left.  If that was a pulled punch, I can only imagine had he not pulled it.    Then came the head shots.  Ugh, the headache quickly arrived.    I was so frustrated with myself.  I could see them coming, but for some reason I couldn't think fast enough to either block them or even counter them. 

I love the skills needed/involved in fighting.  It reminds me of wrestling in high school, but dang, at 40 years old things just seem to hurt a lot more.  We did several rounds of 2 minutes each.  By the last one, I could barely stand up.  My shirt was soaked, my head was pounding, then Jay comes up with the bright idea,,,,,,"hey let's work on your ground game".     As if beating me on my feet wasn't enough, now he wants to wrestle me into submission. 

I still remember a lot of stuff from high school wrestling, but do you know how much that helps with fighting on the ground....................very little.  With the exception of having good balance, most of what I learned in high school is useless.  It's important to stay balanced with your opponent, but I'm clueless to the submission holds and found myself either tapping out, or having to fight so hard that Jay just ran out of energy and had to give me a break. 

What's crazy, even as I sit here typing with a tremendous headache, is that I love the work out.  Nothing else gets me more tired, more sore, then sparring and bag work.   For now I think I like it so much because I have so much to improve upon.   I'm such a rookie that most of this stuff is new and exciting.  The challenge of getting better, faster, and stronger is appealing.  I don't want to get old and maybe this is my pathetic attempt at denying the obvious.   Next bout is Friday, so hopefully I'm recovered by then.  If my eye is black in the morning, I'll post the attractive pic.  It's feeling pretty good now (though I did have to put on my glasses to type this as my right eye is giving me fits). 

Coby's Tournament Weekend

Well it's been quite some time since my last post.  Little league season always seems to  take away what time I have to sit and do nothing.  It's been a good baseball season, one of the funnest I've had in years.  Coby, my 9 year old has been a huge part of the fun.  He really loves the game and we have had so much fun together.  He has excelled more than I ever expected.   This past weekend he was invited to play in a 9 and under tournament in Phoenix.  We had no idea what to expect, but he had no doubts he wanted to play.  So Coby, Keevan (my 3 yo), and myself went to Phoenix for the weekend.  All to watch/play baseball in 105 degree heat.  The games were at the BLD fields in Gilbert.  What a beautiful facility.  The place is amazing.  The talent on the field is even more impressive.  I couldn't believe these kids were all 9 years old.  Their skill level was far above what we are used to here.  Lead offs, pick offs, stolen bases, all are part of the game here.  This is unheard of in Little League baseball (with the exception of stolen bases).

Coby was nervous and he had every right to be.  I was so proud though that he looked past the nerves and played some great games.  The last game Coby was 3 for 3 at the plate off of pitching that hit speeds of around 57 mph.  From 47.5 feet, that's pretty fast for a 9 year old.   He played third base which he can't stand, only because he's never played there before.  He was new to having to hold runners on as well as the different roles he plays from being short stop. 

The coaching (at least on Coby's team) was very impressive.  After coaching for so many years, it's easy to get caught up with the idea that you know plenty about the sport, but I was quickly humbled by these coaches.  They of course knew the game, but they had a way with the kids that just seemed to make them relax.  It's a skill I hope to develop over time.  I'm fortunate to say, that if Coby makes the all star team this summer, these guys will be his coaches.  In such a little amount of time, they have really gained Coby's trust and respect, mine as well. 

More then anything, watching my 9 year old play the game that I love most, can really pull at the heart strings.  Sometimes when he throws at practice, I'll just start laughing.  He'll get frustrated with me and ask me why I'm laughing at him.  It's because he plays the game with such ease and finesse that I just get a kick out of it.  I'm smiling from the inside out everytime I watch him play.   I'm looking forward to watching him grow and play through the years.

We play for those who can't

I should be working, but I really wanted to write this while it was fresh in my head.  This morning's ride was beyond beautiful.  The weather was perfect, no traffic, awesome music on the ipod,  gorgeous scenery,  it was all great.

This may sound funny, but on the bike, I find that it can really bring out the emotions.  On the climb today, my mind was going in a million different directions.  From problems my son is having on his little league team (my oldest son), to me coaching my little league team, things related to work, etc. but what really stuck out was a kid named Chans Cox and something he said.

Chans' dad is Jay Cox,  one of the best, most kind hearted guys I have ever met.   Jay works for us on weekends and it's rare that we get to spend much time together, but when we do, I treasure the conversation.  It always ends up being something meaningulAnyway, back to Chans.

Chans is a big, tall, good looking kid.  Like his dad, he's not only a great athlete, he's obviously got the same big heart.   If you have  a daughter, this is the kind of kid you hope she dates in high school.   He's talented both on and off the field and could be a pompous ass like many star athletes, but he takes the high road. 

I believe it was last year and I'm not sure of the entire story, but it went something like this.  After attending a football camp, Jay and Chans were on their way home and stopped at fast food place.  On the way in, Chans saw a kid in a wheel chair.  Not sure why he was in a chair, but I was guessing Cerebral Palsy or something of the sort.   Chans turned to his dad and said, "this is my new motto, I play for those who can't".    What a kid with his head on straight!!!  It about brought tears to my eyes when Jay told me. 

On my second run up the mountain today, legs on fire, and tired, I thought about what Chans said.  How many young disabled people would love to just be out here on a bike.  A part of me wanted to just load the bike in the truck and head back to work, but when I thought about "I play for those who can't", it gave me the motivation to just keep pedaling. 

Yesterday at little league practice we were working on infield plays.  Our biggest problem is that most of the kids are scared to death of grounders.  No matter how many times you preach the proper way to catch one, most of the boys give in to their fears and come up short when trying to make a catch on the ground.  Again, I think of what Chans said.  We play for those who can't.   Each child out on that field, has two legs, two arms, and as far as I know, each kid is healthy.    I realize it's hard to teach a 8-10 year old boy about other kids who don't have the same opportunities, but I think it's an important thing to  try and share.   How do you teach kids to put certain fears aside, in hopes that they see and feel the gratification that results?   I just wish each little kid had an angel on their shoulder while kneeling down to catch that grounder and whispering in their ear, "it's going to be ok". 

On sort of the same note, we have a game today.  A game that should be like no other.  I've been told by several parents though, that the coach of the other team has said that all he cares about this season is beating me.  Why?   I lose games every year and will lose some this year.   I don't see the pride in "beating me".    I guess it is what it is.   This has been the first season that at least so far, I have put every possible effort into teaching vs winning and I'm having a blast this year.    

I've learned so much over the years and one thing is for sure, sooner or later you will run into every kid you have ever coached.  Now, when that kid sees you, is he going to say "that coach taught me a lot" or is he going to say, "that coach was an ass, all he cared about was winning". 

I'm going to the game with one thing in mind..........we play for those who can't.   Our kids will do their best and if we come up short, so be it.     We have the opportunity to play and coach a game, that many kids only wish they can play.   Win or lose, each kid will go home healthy and will play again later in the week.  It's nothing more or less than that.    

Anyway, it's time to actually get to work.   Hope you all have a super day.   Remember when you don't feel like doing something, but know you need to, there are those out there that only wish they could.

46

46mph on the descent!!! Oh hell ya!!!!
Rusty-------Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry

Big Lake x2

2nd time to the top today. I'm pooped. My legs are shot. Definitely harder the 2nd time around. Just as beautiful of a ride the 2nd time though.

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Heading up Big Lake climb. I know I always say this, but dang it's gorgeous up here. Hoping to climb it twice today. Starting to get breezy so gotta get going. Later.

Now tell me there's not a heaven.

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Great Weekend.

Monday once again. I could really use one more day to recover from the weekend.  I'm not complaining at all, but could use a good, do nothing relaxing day.  I had a very productive weekend (at least by my standards).    Saturday started out with a bunch of yard work.  We had to have the boys at their various events by 10am, so there wasn't much time to get things done.  Most of the morning was spent mowing.   Until this year, we've always had to use a push mower to mow our acre of grass/weeds.  This past winter though I finally took the plunge and bought a riding mower.  What a huge time saver.  We still mow the front yard with the push mower, but the rest of the place is done sittin on my butt. 

Coby had BMX at 10 and Ryan had baseball practice in Pinetop at 10.  I opted to take Ryan to his practice then me and Keevan went down to the little league field to watch a minor game.  A pretty boring game, but it was a relaxing morning (minus having to keep Keevan busy the entire game).  Christy called me and said Coby was battling it out for 1st place then over the last little jump, went over his handlebars.  He still hung on to 2nd place and was very proud of his trophy. 

Once getting home, my only goal for the day was to start putting in the anchors for our batting cage.  I ordered this thing almost 2 months ago, so if my kids are ever going to get to use it, I need to get it set up.   This thing is a lot bigger than what I was expecting.  I bought the larger net in hopes of my kids using it up through high school.  It's 14 feet wide by 70 feet long.  It's held up by 10 poles each with an anchor for each, concreted into the ground.  On Saturday I was able to get 5 of them in the ground before the sun went down.   Saturday evening was spend cooking hotdogs over fire in the back yard.  A good way to end the day.

Sunday, good ol relaxing Sunday.  Gotta love these spring winds.  My goal for the morning was to get in a 3 hour ride.  Since starting therapy on my back, I've never been able to ride for 3 hours as my back just doesn't allow it.  I wanted to ride up to Hondah, climb the Whiteriver Hill twice, then head back home.  Even better though, I talked Ryan (my 13yo) into going with me.  We rode up to Hondah (with a lovely headwind) then proceded down the Whiteriver hill.  The plan was to call Christy from Hondah before heading down, then she would meet us at Hondah in an hour to pick up Ryan.  I then would ride back down, turn around at the bottom then ride back up then home. 

Ryan is no fan of going down hill fast.  It's a total mental thing with him.  He can sprint at 20mph around our house, but for him to go over 20mph down hill is out of he question.  A decent that usually takes about 15 minutes, took us about 25.  This sure didn't leave much time to get back up the hill before Christy was supposed to meet us. 

We finally made it to the bottom and headed back up.  Ryan who is normally a very good climber was going brutally slow.  I didn't say anything, but just rode slowly behind him.  I knew he wasn't pushing it very hard, so once we had a good shoulder to ride on, I told him that I was going to go back to the bottom then turn back and try to catch him.  He asked me if I thought I would catch him, I told him, "absolutely".   I rode back down about 2.5 miles then started back.  My heart rate was averaging about 161 and my legs were on fire.  I made it to the fish hatchery turn off (which is where we originally parted ways) and saw no bikes in front of me.  In hopes that Ryan was just up around the corner, I hammered it for the next mile, still nothing.   This kid must have been doggin' it earlier because now he was flying.   With about a mile left to the top, these 3 punk kids come flying by me in a truck, two of them leaning out the truck to try and touch me.  They missed, but now the only thing on my mind was Ryan.  If they did the same to him, they ran the risk of either knocking him down, or even worse hitting him.   My heart rate flew to 171, I put it in the hardest gear I could push, and just went as hard as I could in hopes of seeing Ryan before the top of the climb.  Nothing!!!  At the top of the climb it's about a mile of flat road back to Hondah.   Even on the flat, I didn't see Ry.  Then of course you start thinking the worse.  Did they pick him up?  Did they hit him?  Ughhhh I hate those thoughts. 

I finally get to the first Hondah turn off and I don't see Ryan anywhere.  I was so sure that I would catch him that I didn't even tell him where to meet me.  Fortunately as I rode a little further, I saw him waiting in the parking lot.  The little sand bagger said he'd been there for about 5 minutes.  I knew he had it in him to ride faster.  Next time, I'll just give him a head start and chase a little harder.

After, Christy picked up Ry, I headed back down the hill.  The wind was blowing hard on the way down which is a pain, but it sure makes it nice for the climb back up.  I was feeling surprisingly good even after 33 miles, so I decided to see how fast I could get back up to the top.  My best time up this climb is 23:36.  It's a major mental game climbing this thing.  You know its going to be painful and even after all that pain, you have no idea if you're even going to beat your old time. 

Half way up, I felt like I was on track to at least come close to beating my old time.  My legs were on fire and my HR was staying around 161.  Then your mind starts playing games. "I'm not going to make it, so I may as well just take it easy. "   Then you tell yourself,  "C'mon, push it and see".   There's a short flat section right before the final 1/2 mile climb.  It's here that everything seems endless.  It was here that I was about 20 minutes into the ride.  Could I really make it to the top in less than 3.5 minutes.   I started spinning faster and faster, my heart rate was at 171.  I haven't seen these high heart rates in years.  Was all this effort even going to be worth it?  I wouldn't even know officially until I got home and downloaded the information from my Garmin.  I had started the stopwatch on my watch at the bottom, but I had issues getting it started, so the time it was showing was no where near accurate.  Nearing the very top, I was close.  My watch said 2:45 and counting.  The finish was right up around the corner.  I stood up and went as hard as I could.  Feeling like I was going to puke, my heart rate hit 183 as I crossed the line.   My goal now, was not to throw up.   All I focused on now was taking long deep breaths, while hoping not to pass out.  Now I had to ride 13 miles home before I would even know if I beat my time or not. 

After about 3.5 hours in the saddle and 48 miles later, I finally made it home.  I put my head under the water faucet outside and just sat there as the freezing cold water cooled me off.  It was time to find out.  It was either going to make my day or ruin it.  A part of me didn't think I was going to beat it, but there's always that little bit of hope. 

23:19!!!!  My fastest time ever up the Whiteriver Climb.  It definitely set the tone for the rest of the day.  Ryan and I went to starbuck as I had promised him some Cookie Frappacino if he would ride with me.  Once getting home, I finished digging the holes and putting in the final anchors for the batting cage.  Should be up and running by next weekend.  I sure hope so.

It was a great weekend.  With the exception of the Kentucky Derby, I don't think any of us sat down and watched TV the entire time.  Sure glad Spring is here.  Today we have baseball practice and game tomorrow.  Hoping for a good productive week. 

Kids and Dads

Well we finished our first week of games last night.  In typical Ranger fashion, we had to come from behind to win.  After the 2nd inning we were down 3-0.  My usual starting pitcher has been having some major issues with "pushing" the ball rather than throwing it.  I squeezed him in for 2 innings then decided to put my 9yo Coby in.   I've always told Coby to stay humble no matter how good he does on the field, mind you he doesn't always take my advice.  Well, for a dad, I have to say I'm super proud of him.  He threw for 3 innings and stayed under 30 pitches and in two games so far is batting a 1000.    Now, I realize he will have some less than perfect games, even some bad ones I'm sure, but for now, I've been very impressed.  He works hard and seems to enjoy it.  We got mom upset with us the other night for watching batting videos instead of doing homework, but as a dad, being able to share that desire and interest with your son is a great feeling. 

I'm having a great time with my team this year.  I sent my assistant coach the write up of Kristin Armstrong and told him I really wanted to focus on "why" we are out there this year.   Jason is great coach and great friend, all the way back from the high school days.  It's good having a coach out there that really does focus on teaching and I know his heart is with the kids.  It makes life and practice so much more enjoyable when both coaches are on the same page.

I am by far no expert on kids, but dads............spend time with your kids.  Not just once or twice, but make it a priority!   They grow up so fast.  A good example in my life has been Mike Schimmel.  Not only has he been a great friend, but the relationship he has with his boys is something I hope to maintain with mine.  One thing I've always noticed, even with two of his boys in college, every phone call ends with "I love you".   His boys, both military boys, have never been too proud to tell their dad I love you in public.   In my opinion, this is how it should be.   Dad's have to play a big role in the life of their kids.  Dad's can't be "too manly" to offer a hug or an ear.    A teenage son isn't going to come out and say, "dad I need to talk".   A dad needs to pay attention to what's going on.  Like I said, I'm far from being a perfect dad and try to learn from those great dad's around me.  Pride cannot get in the way of being there for your kid.  Listen Listen Listen.  That's what they want the most.  Someone to listen without judging.   We've all been a teenager at some point and most of us can relate a little to what kids go through.  Remember those times of feeling like there was nobody to talk to?    Why should we think our kids are any different?   Be there for them!  Again, listen without judgement.  That's all they want.       

Avery's Bucket List

Saw this on Fox this morning.  Take some time to read.  Heart Warming!!

Avery's Bucket List

First Game Tonight

Today is our first little league game.  My young little team has put in a ton of time practicing.  I believe most teams have probably practiced may 4 or 5 times in the last two weeks,  we've practiced 8.   It's not that I care about winning because I know we will lose our share of games, but it's about teaching.  I want so badly for each one of these kids to learn so much and all the while still love and appreciate the game.  I was reading something on Kristin Armstrongs blog the other day that really summed up why we should all be out there. 

Her kids are obviously very competitive and one of the twins was getting ready for a run.  She was scared that she wasn't going to win.  Here's a part of the conversation they had.  

"What if I don't run well?" she asks as she straightens and readjusts her number. It has to be just so.
"It depends," I say.
"On what?" she says, more accustomed to a lecture than my mystery.
"On the glory," I say.
"Whose glory?"
"Exactly," I say. "If you are running for your own glory, sometimes you will achieve and rejoice and other times you will fail and be miserable. It depends on the day."
"And otherwise?" she asks. With me there is usually an otherwise.
"Otherwise, if you are running and using your gift to glorify God -not yourself - then you will always rejoice and you don't have to worry about being disappointed. Different days will be different but you don't have to stress about the outcome. You can just have fun and enjoy your gift."
She looked me right in the eye. "Then I choose that."
"Great," I said. "You just changed your life, right there. Now let's go."

I'm probably not allowed to talk about God on the field, but this really summed it up.    It really isn't about winning if you can enjoy the experience and give that experience right back to God.   Winning is so short sighted if that's all we focus on.   Don't get me wrong, I like to win.  I definitely will take winning over losing any day of the week, but my goal this year is to give each one of these kids the best possible experience that I can. 

This year I've taken things even a little further and started video taping some of the kids pitching and hitting.  The things you can see while watching film frame by frame.  One of my most talented players was having issues with his control while pitching.  Just watching him, he's got great form and maybe just releases the ball a little funny.  After watching the film though it was a huge eye opener.  The little guy is all over the place.  In fact, one of the issues is his elbow is too high when he releases the ball.  This is something that needs to be corrected asap just to keep his arm healthy. 

I've learned so much over the years and some stuff I wonder what the heck was I thinking.  Over time you learn what's important to fix now vs what can be over looked and worked on as their arms mature.  The tough part about the first game is the parents.  For now, they think your a good coach, but when they see their kid either sit the bench or get very little playing time, then you become the not so good guy.   This is the worst part about coaching any sport.    I would love to play everyone all the time, but you have to look out for the entire team as well as the safety of the kids.  In minors, everyone wants to play on the infield.  When making the line up, it's no fun having to put some of your favorite kids somewhere they don't want to be.  I've got one little eight year old on the team that just loves the game and always shows up ready to play.  I'm just not sure if he is ready for the infield yet.  I don't want him to lose his excitement for the game by being bored to death in the outfield, but I really don't have much of an option at least early on in the game.  If we can get a lead and stay in front by a safe amount (is there really a safe amount in little league) I'll move some of the less talented kids into the infield.  It all comes down to how much a child works on his skills while not at practice.   Dad's need to throw with their kids.  Repetition is the key.  The more they do it, the better and more relaxed they will be.

We'll I've mumbled enough.  Gotta get back to work.  I'll fill you in tomorrow with how the game goes.  Hoping for the best, but remembering still, WHO get's the glory. 

Big Lake Climb

What a beautiful morning.  I left the house at around 5am to make the 45 minute trek over to Eagar.  It's a busy week but I wanted I to get in one good day of climbing.  The Big Lake climb is by far one of my favorite climbs in the state.  Even with all the burned trees, the area is still gorgeous.  I'm not sure what I was thinking getting up at 4am to drive an hour for a 1 hour ride, on top of having to work all day, coach a little league game, then go watch another.  Needless to say, I don't think I'll have any problems falling asleep tonight. 

The Big Lake Climb never lets you down.  It's steep, it's long, and it just seems to keep on going.   Here's the profile of the climb.  It starts out at around 7000 ft and climbs to just under 9000.  You really have to experience if for yourself to appreciate the beauty of the area, but it's nature at its best all the way to the top.  If you click on view detail below, you will see the elevation gain. 





Of course the best part is the descent.  My goal was 40mph and I think I hit 42.  There was  headwind coming down so that takes a little away from hauling ass downhill, but it's still a blast.  It took my 47 minutes to get to the top and only 15 to get back down.   It's nothing short of a blast flying downhill.  It was a great way to start the week. 

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Left the house at 5am this morning to drive over to Eager and ride the Big Lake climb. Just got to the top. This has got to be one of the most beautiful climbs in the state, even with all the burned trees, its still gorgeous. Its was 38 degrees at the bottom and I'm at the top covered in sweat (yuck I know). I'm gonna freeze on the decent, but the speed is worth it. Shooting for 40mph but since this my first time down this year, not sure if I'll hit it. Gotta get going so I can get to work. Have a great Monday.

171# and counting

I weighed in at 171 pounds today.  That's 17 pounds so far and only 6 to go.  The cool part is, I've hardly been trying to lose.  I've been eating good, but really haven't been starving myself.  I'm riding a little more which probably helps, plus running with the boys at little league practice.  Dang these kids are out of shape!  I woop up on them every time.  Guess the xbox doesn't go much for cardio.........hmmm imagine that:).

I've got the Ironhorse coming up in just over a month and my goal this year is to get my time back to under 3 hours.  Last year I think I was 3:17 which is by far my slowest ever.  I'm lighter and hopefully faster than last year so hopefully I'll see some improvement.    Scott has helped me a ton and his ability to motivate is like no other.   The guy just has some weird mental capability that makes you want and believe you can do more.   I'll be increasing my miles and my climbing starting this week.   Now I'll just have to beg my wife for some extra morning riding times.  She usually goes on Mon,Tues and Thurs, not sure if she's willing to give any up though.  She's doing the Barn Burner in Flagstaff which is brutal.  I've got no desire to hurt that bad.   Give me pavement any day of the week. 

Speaking of pavement.........I got a text from a friend the other day (I don't have permission to disclose any names as of yet) stating that he now knew why cyclists shave their legs... CRASHING!!!

Heres what cinders can do to your backside and legs:

Oh and I would love to have my ass that bald:)  heck if I was that delinquent in the hair category, I'd never wear clothes:).  

Ok, I have no idea why the pictures posted sideways, but you get the idea.  Try keeping wounds like that clean when you have it mixed with hair, cinders, and pavement.

Did you ever see the commercial they were running while the Tour de France was going on?

It said, "If you want to know what it feels like to crash on a road bike, jump out of a moving car going 60 mph wearing only your underwear"

All I know is that crashing sucks.  No matter how slow youre going, it hurts. 

Oh and here's a challenge for all you fitness buffs.  I get an email from Sam the other day saying that he wants me to set a goal of 2 minutes for side planks.  I thought, piece of cake!!  Ya, whatever.  30 seconds was all I was capable of.  My obliques were sore for a week.  Today though, I hit one minute.  My goal is 2 minutes by the end of May.  We shall see!!

Side Plank

(keep your body straight)

Spring is here

As you can see from the lack of posts, things have been pretty busy.  Little league is in full swing with practices almost every night.  I feel like I'm slacking at work as much of my evening has been consumed with baseball.    My guys have really stepped up and covered for me while I'm off playing.   I promised myself that I was going to spend some good fishing time with my dad this spring/summer, but of course I haven't reached that goal either.  I need to take a chill pill and step back and smell the roses.  

This past Sunday, my wife and I headed out for a 5:30am ride with Todd and Katie.  What a gorgeous morning.  There was no traffic and the winds were perfectly calm.  We met at the go karts and headed up towards Hondah.  From there we headed down the hill to the Roberts Ranch turn off.  This is typically where we turn around and time ourselves back up the "Whiteriver Hill".    Sunday was no different.  It was a time trial for the next 5.1 miles.  Painful is what it was.  My hamstrings were still sore from doing squats on Friday and on Saturday night we had taken my oldest son out for dinner for his birthday so I was also feeling the repercussions of eating a crappy dinner.   My fastest time up this hill is 23:30 or something like that.  Well on Sunday, it took me more than 27 minutes.  I was shot. 
The best part, I was able to get in a 2 1/2 hour ride.  This is the longest I've been able to ride since starting the rehab on my back.  Felt really good to be out riding pain free.  I'm looking forward to a really good summer.   Baseball, cycling, and fishing:)  oh ya and working. 


So have most of you kept your weight off?  What's crazy..........I haven't heard from the winner yet!!! That's 400.00 bucks that someone is missing out on.!!   Email me people! I have your moolah!!! mail@alphaoxymed.com

I should probably get some work done before having to head off to practice.  These kids are gonna be wore out by weeks end.  Hope you all are having a great spring.  It's gorgeous outside today!!!!

Day at the races

Ok, even getting the guilt trip from the wife for not posting in a while.  Things have just been so hectic.  Work has been super busy, now little league takes up my evenings, then also trying to ride and keep up with my back therapy workout at the gym.  I know, poor poor me. 

This past weekend was the first weekend of BMX races.  If your kids like bikes or racing at all, you should give it a shot.  The kids seem to really enjoy it. 

All ages are out here.  Check out this little guy.

Races will be every Saturday at the BMX park in Show Low. Sign ups are at 10am Races start at 11am.  All you need is a bike and a helmet.   My kids had never raced before and they both had a great time. 

   

Baseball Season is Here\

Ok, Ok Ok, enough already.  Sorry for the lack of posting lately.  There's been a ton of stuff going on at work plus today was the first day returning to work after 4 days of the flu.  Ugh, I can't stand being sick.  It is such a waste of time. 

Little league practice started this week.  This is my 13th year coaching and I must say, I'm usually a little more pessimistic after my first practice of the season, but this year I was pleasantly surprised at how my team looked.  We are a very young team (I have 3 eight year olds), but impressively, one of the best pitchers on the team is an 8 year old. 

This past Saturday was the last tryout before choosing teams.  I was sick on Saturday, but of course still managed to make it to tryouts.  Every year, we seem to see less and less talent.  Why is that?  Do we blame the video games, do we blame the parents, or do we blame the coaches?  I think its probably a combination of the 3, but I think the first 2 are the most influential in the initial talent development of a child.  Just think, if a kid was to throw a baseball for every 5 minutes spent on the Xbox, think of how much better he would be at throwing a baseball.  We as parents have go to spent more time throwing with our kids.  You don't have to know about baseball to throw with your child.  30 minutes a day would make such a huge difference.

One thing that personally bugged me while watching the tryouts, was watching kids that I had coached in the past.  Not the good kids, but the kids that were a challenge,  the ones that didn't know much about baseball.   None of them, whether they were once players of mine, or of another coaches, hadn't improved much, if at all.   Does this mean we failed as coaches?  Did we focus so much on winning or so much on developing the "better" kids, that we failed to teach those that needed it most?  After all, it is so much easier to teach a kid who already has some sort of skill set.  

This was on mind the entire day.  As a minor league coach, one who coaches kids ranging from 8 years old to 11 years old,  what are my goals with these kids?  Is it to have an undefeated season or is it to teach baseball.  I worry that in that in past, it may have been the winning season.  Maybe it's because I'm getting older, but I want this year to be different.   I want to teach.  I want every kid to be a better player at the end of the next 7 weeks.   I want the kids who can hit the ball to hit the ball harder and farther than ever before.  I want those kids that can't currently hit the ball to be able to get into that batters box and have the confidence knowing they're going to hit that pitch.  I want every kid on the team to experience both the stress and the joy of pitching off of a pitching mound.   I really want this year to be something new and very educational.  I have and excellent assistant coach and some great parents.  I think most of us will be on the same page when it comes to the goals of the season.  Teach the kids as much as possible and let that dictate the outcome of each game. 

With the parents permission, I'll do my best to keep you informed of how the season goes.  I'm looking forward to a fun summer.  I've got a great group of boys and I have no doubts the season is going be both fun and exciting. 

Dear God, Please Be with Newell and Family

Having a hard time with some stuff tonight.  If you keep up with this blog (you poor poor soul) you may possibly remember that I've mentioned Newell a few times.  Over the last few years, Newell has become a very special friend.  I admire the guy in so many ways, but lately my heart just breaks for him.  I don't know if I've mentioned it, but he has two children diagnosed with Mitochondrial Disease.  Don't ask me to explain it, but go to his blog to read more about it.  http://www.shamelesscyclist.blogspot.com/

If you have ever had the privilege to meet his little boy Seth, he will melt your heart in a second.  Heck all of his kids will.  They are such an awesome family.  Anyway, there is so little known about Mitochondrial Disease that it leaves those dealing with the illness searching and searching for more answers and coming up with even more questions. 

Seth (isn't he just adorable) and Newell

(I hope Newell doesn't mind me stealing a photo from his blog)

Spencer is the oldest son.  What an awesome kid.  I've ridden bikes with him and the kid can go forever.  Just this past week, Newell learned that Spencer too may have some form of Mitochondrial Disease.  Ugh!!!!!!This is very hard for me to write tonight.  Because I try to put myself in Newell's position and I know I would fall a part.   Have you heard the saying, "God will never give you more than you can handle".  Well right now I think that is a bunch of crap.  Yo God!!! Relax a little.  Give this family a break.  Allow Newell to have one restful night!!! 

I feel so so helpless!  What do you tell a friend, a dad, who is hurting so badly when you really have no answers yourself?   He tries his hardest to put on a strong front when at work or even around me, but again, I'm a dad too.  I know he's hurting and scared.  I want to help, but have no idea how.  

My problems are so miniscule.  What is Spencer thinking when his head hits the pillow at night?  I don't even want to know what Newell is thinking.   Damn!! There's got to be some answers out there!  I keep praying for some miracle treatment that just comes out of no where.  This family deserves that kind of blessing.   Matthew 18:20 says, "When two or more gather in my name, there I am among them",  Ok God, you have a family of 6 and I don't know how many friends all praying together,  lets see some results here, some positive friggin results!! 

So I ask you,  whatever God you may pray to, please please please, keep Newell and his family at the forefront of those prayers. 

Someday Skinny..................Wow!!!

I typically don't post emails that are sent to me,  but this one was a little special.  One reason being that Someday Skinny was extremely thankful for the challenge, but mostly because they shared something that was very personal and private with me (and have now given me permission to share with everyone else). 

Back when I received the first email, it just made me day to read it.  Do you remember you first little one?  Or just finding out that your family is about to add one more little one to the brood?  I loved the excitement of the email.  The best part of all though is the video.  Dad's response is priceless.   I start laughing just thinking about it.   Anyway, here's the first email, I hope you get as much joy out of it as I did.

Dear Pedaldork,
I'm sad to say (but also very excited!) that the day after my last weight was submitted, I found out I'm pregnant! I went to the doctor this week and found out it's official so I don't really see it as a wise decision to continue to try to lose weight at this point :).


I'm extremely disappointed that I was SO close to my goal weight of 130 and will have to cut that short with only 3 lbs. to go and that the month is almost over! I feel like I could've done it within a few more weeks.


I am VERY excited to have a little one on the way though, and also very excited that I'm starting this pregnancy weighing almost 30 lbs. less than I did when I got pregnant with my first child. I'm also on a roll with good eating habits and hope to incorporate that into this pregnancy to hopefully have a healthy weight throughout the pregnancy.


Thank you so much for putting together this challenge! I've been trying to reach these weight loss goals for almost 5 years and something about this challenge gave me the motivation to finally do it! I really appreciate all your encouragement and everything you've done to keep it going and keep me motivated! I can't tell you how much just losing this weight has boosted my confidence and changed so many aspects of my life!


I'm due in November, so maybe if you do the challenge again next year, I'll have the baby weight to lose and a shot at winning!

Thanks again!!
 
Here's the best part:    Best Reaction Ever
 
Make sure you listen to all of what dad says.  OMG it's hilarious.  Remember that shocked scared feeling?? :)
 
A few day's ago, I got a second email from Ashley.  Oh and by the way, Ashley, thanks so much for sharing all this. 
 
Ashley sent over some before and after pics that are just ossm!!!!  I hope it inspires everyone else as much as it has me.  What an amazing change.    And to all you other moms out there:  To be willing to gain all that weight during pregnancy, lose it,  then gain it again....all for the sake of being a mom and raising a family.................you are nuts!!:)      No but really, thanks for being so selfless and unselfish. (do those words mean the same thing:) )  You know what I was trying to say. 
 
 
So here's the befores and afters:
 

Check out her little tiny arms:)  Love it!!!

Awesome Job Someday Skinny!!!!! Just Outstanding!!!

Top 3 Finishers......Send me your address!!!

Ok ya'll.  Here's the top 3 finishers in the challenge:

1st:  WannaBe
2nd: Someday Skinny
3rd: Thunderthighs

Team Finals:

1st:  Hungry Hippos
2nd: Wii Not Fit
3rd:  Phat Mama's


So I need each one of you to email me your mailing addresses.  I've already got Someday's and Thunderthighs but still need Wanna Be's.

Also each team needs to designate someone for me to send the prizes to. 

Hippo's what are you waiting for?  You guy's have $400.00 waiting for you.

The Wii's...I'm assuming Mrs. Poo is the boss:).  Dana, send me your address.  Oh oops:)  I have yours.  I'll drop off your winnings. 

Yo!! Phat Mama's!!!! Wake up!!  Native Texan or Jamaica N July send me an email with your address. 

Awesome job to everyone. 

It's been fun

It's getting late, but I just wanted to take a second to thank everyone for all the emails.  Most of you have mentioned how much the challenge either helped you or your families.   Know that your emails and comments have helped me just as much.    

Regarding the weight issue,  I've never been super overweight, but at 188 I was the heaviest I have ever been.   I look back (even recently) at pictures and I can't believe how chubby my cheeks looked.  What's even more disturbing was nobody really ever said anything.  I know nobody wants to be rude or hurt feelings, but sometimes honesty is good medicine.  Even if you know it yourself, it's sometimes pretty motivating to hear it from others.    I also learned how difficult dieting can be.  We are overwhelmed daily with good food.  It's all crappy food, but it sure tastes good.  There was a point in the challenge that I was so frustrated with having such little success.  I learned then that it is not a daily challenge,  but a lifetime committment.  Eating good is not easy.  Hmmm pizza or a salad.  You know what's right, but your head wants to yummy crappy stuff.    I hope you all will continue to do well with healthier eating.  It is so worth it.   Bound 2 B Healthy,  awesome job.  I don't know how much of a struggle it was for you but you put up some impressive numbers.  Someday Skinny, I still look back and read your email. So much luck with your pregnancy and I'll see you next January:) .    Dana, your team/family as well as the Hippos.....you guys made it fun.   Hope the summer is just as rewarding for all of you.  Thunderthighs,,,,you never fail to crack me up.  Super proud of your progress.  Keep it up.  And of course Wanna Be.  Wow!!!  Your numbers were beyond great.    Good job and keep it up. 


So regarding the prizes.  If your one of the top 3,  send me an email with your mailing address.  I'll get your prizes out asap.  mail@alphaoxymed.com     

Hope you all will continue checking in with my boring ass blog.  I'll do what I can to keep it entertaining.  

For now,,,,,I've got a ton of work to do and it's already 10pm.  Hope you all have a great Tuesday.  Good night for now.

Times Up!

Time is up folks.  I'll post the winners later.  Remember, Teams are scored by taking the avg of their entire team.  Members of teams are not part of the individual challenge.  So you are either part of a team or an individual........not both. 

Winning Teams will have to let me know who the leader of the team is.  I'll then need your address to send you the prize.  It will be up to the team leader to divvy out the prize:)

Here's the prize list for this year.

1st Place:  $400.00
2nd Place: $250.00
3rd Place:  $100.00

This is for both team competitors and individual competitors.  I may throw a little more out there as far as prizes, but will have to see what I can afford:).  I have to eat ya know.

Honestly though, everybody did an awesome job.  By far the best of any challenge we've had. 

Well I'm off to the gym.  Will post the Biggest Losers later.  I'm gonna seperate the list though into Teams and Individuals.

Henry and Homer

Hey Homer and Henry, just saw your latest posts.  Wow!!! Very impressive!

Beautiful Morning

Had a very good, but a very cold ride this morning.  When I left my house, the computer said it was 30 degrees with a 26 degree windchill.   As I headed up to Pinetop, the initial chill on my frozen face finally gave in to a little warmth, but there was going to be no sweating this morning. 

Being the Monday after Spring Break, I expected a lot more traffic, but instead it seemed to be a very peaceful and quiet morning.  As I turned the corner near the movie theater and headed up past the school, the sun was starting to come up through the clouds that had were covering the eastern sky.  It was a gorgeous site.  You could see the individual rays spreading in a dozen different directions.  It reminded me of the sun logo on CBS Sunday Morning.

Of course it was missing the facial features, but the rays were so defined.  Arriving up near Hondah, it seemed to be getting colder rather than warmer.  Little did I know, I had a tail wind going up.  As soon as I turned to head back down, the cold wind sent an instant chill through every part of clothing I had.  My warm face was once again frozen and I had 10 miles to go.   Needing to get home and showered to get the boys to school and already running late, I had no choice but to pedal hard and fast to get home.  This made it warmer, but the darn wind was miserable.  No matter how hard I pedaled, it felt like I was in slow motion.  Finally, though turning down the road to my house, I was happy I went.  There is no better way to start the day.  Your head feels so much clearer, youre much more postive and motivated to face the day.  Even the cold doesn't take away the feeling you get after such a great ride.  It just adds to moment. 

So, it looks like we have about 3 hours till the end of the challenge.  I've yet to look at the current standings, but some of you are very close to each other.  One sock on the scale could mean the difference between placing and not placing. 

More importantly though is how well people did.  This is by far the best turn out we've had and by far the longest that people have stayed motivated and involved.  I hope all of you stick with the better lifestyle.  Even more important than the weight loss is the effects on your health.  Lower cholesterol, normal blood sugars, lower blood pressure, etc,,,,  you feel so much better both physically and emotionally when youre eating better.  Keep up with the exercise, its good for the soul.   

Anyway, I will post the winners this afternoon.  Hope you all are having a super day.

Later! 

Coaching your own kids.

Time is almost up!!!! Hope you guys are all starving yourselves:)   I've only made it down to 172 pounds, a bit shy of my 165 goal, but far better than the chubby 188 that I started with.  I'm anxious to see what sandbaggers wait till the last minute to post.  I'll post the winners tomorrow evening. 

Going for a chilly ride at 5 in the morning.  I'm so ready for spring.  If we could only have a spring without wind, it would be perfect. 

Oh and AW reminded me that Friday was national cleavage day.  Please tell me this isn't something our congress voted on.   Though if they did, I bet the debate was a lot more interesting than any talk of budgets. 

Little league season is upon us. Looks like Blue Ridge is getting a later start than everyone else.   Things are a bit different for me this year.  Ryan my oldest will be playing juniors while Coby my 9 year old still has one year left in minors (Blue Ridge doesn't allow 9 year olds to play majors).    The difference between my two older boys is something that really hasn't been the easiest thing to deal with, at least from a dad's stand point.  Ryan, likes to play ball, but that's about as far as he want to take it.  He could care less about practicing or even playing in his spare time.  He's got so much potential to be a really good player, but he just doesn't have the desire or the drive to do so.  Originally this was hard for me.  Growing up I lived to play baseball.  It was all we did.  The worst part of summer was when baseball season was over, but Ryan at least for now just doesn't have that love for the game. 

Coby on the other hand is just like I was.  The kid loves to play and as a dad, I get a kick out of watching him practice and play.   Something I learned from Ryan though and I'm not sure I succeeded, is to keep it fun.  I have coached both my boys for the entire time they have been playing.  I think most dads would agree that when you coach your kid, you are usually hardest on your kid as well.   It bugs me to think that Ryan may not enjoy playing as much because of his experience with me.  I'm not sure if that's the case, but this year I'm letting him make his own decisions about playing plus it will be someone completely new that will be coaching him. 

After tryouts on Saturday, Coby wanted to head over to another field to work on his pitching and his hitting.   Who am I to say no to that?    We spent almost another 2 hours throwing and hitting.   It's so fun to watch him challenge himself to hit further or to throw more strikes.   The only difference with Coby is that I'm allowing him to play however he wants.  I'm not instructing him the entire time.  He's only 9, and for now all I care about is that he enjoys being out there.   This is where I went wrong with Ryan.  Every session was a "practice session".   This is no way to make the game fun.   Kids will learn so much on their own (I found this out the hard way).     Just by being out there throwing and catching, repetition is what makes a huge positive difference.  It's going to be a fun summer with Coby.  I only hope that Ryan renews his love for the game.  If not, that is ok too.  I'm proud of the young man he is becoming and will support him in whatever he chooses to do. 

Almost time to hit the sack.  Gotta get up early.  Gotta Ride, Gotta Work. 

Good night.

From overweight mom to fitness model

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CHALLENGE CHANGE!!! READ IT!!

Minor Change!!!  Pay Attention Folks.  I'm changing the weigh in deadline to Monday April 2nd at Noon.   I realize a lot of you have been weighing in at work and some of you may not work until Monday.  Just think of the upside.....As AW said, it will give here a few more hours to starve herself. 

So..........DEADLINE IS MONDAY APRIL 2, 12:00 NOON!!!!!

Good evening by the fire

Coby and I are out back roasting marshmallows and listening to Alabama. What an ossm night!!!

Last day.

Just a quick update. Tomorrow April 1 at midnight (arizona time) will be the deadline for updated weigh ins. Cmon people, run those butts off today!!!
Rusty-------Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry

And it's back to the real world.  We had a blast in Phoenix this past week.  I got in quite a bit of riding and the kids were able to get in their share of fun as well. 

On Sunday we  planned on spending most of the day at South Mountain.  Ryan and I were going to ride to the top and Christy and the two younger boys would tootle around the park on their bikes.  It was a gorgeous day, about 83 degrees.  Perfect riding weather with the exception of the wind, but at 83 degrees, who's complaining. 

Ryan and I headed off from the car in the direction of the towers at the top.  This is an 8 mile climb and is mostly uphill the entire way.  Either Ryan is getting stronger or I'm getting older and slower, either way Ryan is becoming a very good rider.   When I ride with Ry, the ride up usually takes about an hour and about 20 minutes to come back down.  We made it to the top, took a few minutes to rest then headed back down.  About 1.5 miles down, I come flying around this corner and see this little kid in the distance heading up.  I thought, "how cool that this kid is riding up this",,,,,,,,,,,,"holy crap that's my kid".   My 9 year old Coby was only a mile and a half from the top.  How impressive is that??    Just as impressive, here comes my wife on her mountain bike pulling the trailer with Keevan inside.  All the people passing her thought she was nuts and that she would never make it.  Sure as heck though, everyone made it to the top. 

I love climbing this mountain.  There's just something about it that allows you to forget everything else going on in your life and focus solely on riding.   Going up is can be brutal if youre riding hard.  The burn in the legs, the burn in the lungs, the pounding heart.......it all makes getting to the top that much more worth it.   Then of course the best part is going down.  It's here that you think of nothing, but going as fast as you can without killing yourself.  I had brought a helmut cam to video the ride down, but didn't take the time to connect it.  I've written many times about living in the moment, well riding down a mountain at 40 mph forces you to live in that very moment.  It's such an awesome feeling.  Your mind is completely empty with the exception of how youre going to bank that next corner.  There is no better feeling then surviving one corner and praying to survive the next::) .

 Coby said his bike wasn't shifting so I took it for a brief ride.  A tad on the small side

No I don't have a cigarette in my mouth,  it's a See's Sucker.

Coby and Keev spent some good time racing in the parking lot.

Coby at the top of South Mountain

Christy, Keev, and Coby at the top

One of my favorite parts of the trip. Playing with Keev in pool.  I spent 2 hours just catching Keev as he told me each time "That's Super Sar Daddy".  He can't say the letter F yet.

He got braver the more he jumped.

It was a great time and a long needed break.  The weather was gorgeous and we stayed pretty busy.  Coming home was nice though.  It's always nice to be back in your own living room with room to move around.    Next stop will be Colorado in May.  Time for the Ironhorse Bicycle Classic.