vendredi, mai 30, 2008

imagine

- by John Lennon

Imagine there's no Heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one

mercredi, mai 28, 2008

last school day

(sung to the tune of Today is my Bookout Day)
Today is my last school day,
Doo-da, doo-da,
Today is my last school day,
Last school last school day.

No more Méca Géné,
No more Project AI,
Today is my last school day,
Last school last school day.

On a more serious note, I can't believe that one academic year has passed. It may sound like a cliché, but it really feels as though school just started!

In the course of one year, so many things have happened: matriculation, international integration, wholescale copying during TD Mécanique Générale, playing the great pretender during BE Conception Dimensionnement, crazy fooling around times during Atélier Ingénerie, hating Frédéric Vignat for his nationalism and watching Daniel Brissaud eat chalk, Methodes Numériques soutenance, BDE elections, Voyage d'Études, etc. Its really been a really random roller-coaster ride!

And now, just when I think that I will finally be able to fit in, to be able to speak in verlan, in l'argot, or whatever the youth speak here, to be able to decipher the crazy French cursive, to survive in the French system, its over.

Vachement bizzare, I tell you.

Anyway, to celebrate the end of the school year, some of the professors (Vignat included) organised a BBQ at the back of the engineering workshop after our last Atélier Ingénerie lesson. Kinda surprising for me, and it was the first time I had the chance to talk to the profs and some of my classmates in an informal setting. The best thing was while most of them had afternoon classes after the BBQ, I packed up and went home because I had no more lessons for the day! =D
french BBQ: just sausages!

everyone queueing up for food

Well, at least there are exams to look forward to next week. 0_0|||

lundi, mai 26, 2008

duathlon de narbonne plage: race report

Actually the title to this post was going to be triathlon de narbonne plage, but more of that later.

Earlier on in the year I planned my races and I decided to go down south to Narbonne instead of heading up to Niederbronn. Both were half ironman distances, but other than just for racing, my main purpose was to use the race as an opportunity to practice my open water wetsuit swim and T1 transition, as I have not swam in open water for almost a year.
huge banner announcing the race

What a mistake then, on hindsight, on choosing Narbonne.

Arrived at Marjorie's house at Ventenac Minervois on a cloudy Friday evening. I found Marjorie through hospitalityclub.org and although her house was about 15km away from the beach (where the triathlon was going to take place), I was glad that she was willing to host me. She would end up chauffeuring me to and from the beach at least another 4 times the next few days.

Marjorie is English but she (and two of her four children) have settled down in France. In fact, Ventenac Minervois (and the surrounding villages for the matter) felt more like English hamlets rather than French villages, given the high ratio of foreigner to French (1:1). I happily watched the BBC, ate crumpets and drank tea during my stay there. =P Marjorie is incredibly well travelled, and was amazingly hospitable and open. For the three days I was at her place, she looked to my every need, and was always ready to share with me her travel knowledge and life experiences.

What a kind old dear, but I digress.

The weather turned bad on Saturday. By the time we reached Narbonne in the afternoon to collect my race pack, it was positively pouring. Those who know me will know that I absolutely detest wet and cold (who likes them anyway?); I can race Ironmans without problems, but I hate to race even a sprint triathlon in the rain! But I decided that I did not travel so far just to DNS. After some shopping for dinner in town, we headed down to the beach anyway because the weather had cleared somewhat, and I wanted to check out the race site.
they gave out wine in the race pack!

majorie and me

Race day morning. Usual bundle of nerves during the drive down. Got worse when it started to drizzle a bit and my balls literally shrunk when we got to the beach: the winds were so strong and so cold! For obvious reasons then, the swim portion was cancelled (drats!) and the triathlon became a duathlon - 15km run, 90km bike, and another 10km run. I didn't really relish the idea of so much lower body exertion, but hey, at least that sounded better than sacrificing myself to the crashing waves.
my spot (luckily I brought along my cycling jersey!)

transition

Race start was still postponed by half an hour but eventually we got off to a cold mass run start. The gun went off and everybody sprinted off as though they were running 400m sprints. Madness. I decided to start conservatively because it was impossible to warm up before due to the crazy cold and yep, I was right: 15mins into the run, I started to get pins and needles which meant that blood was finally circulating in my limbs! So anyway I finished the first run in 1hr10mins.

On to the bike, 90km made up of 3 loops of 30km - 10km ascend, 10km descend and 10km flat. By now the rain was really coming down and visibility was pretty bad. And did I mention about the wind? My spokes were literally singing in the rain as the winds and my rotating spokes combined to produce some sublime harmonics. The crosswinds too made it difficult for me to stay in aero without feeling that the bike would fly off under me, so most of the time I stayed in the drops looking like a novice rider on a TT bike. Nevertheless, I managed to complete the first loop surprisingly within an hour and I was looking to finish in 3 hours.

The P2C was an amazing ride and at times I felt as though I was just slicing through the wind. Most of the other time though, I felt as though I was riding with a parachute attached to my back (not the bike's fault, but my own incompetence!). The second loop was completed exactly in an hour, and I came in with Laurent Jalabert. But while he headed off to transition, I made a u-turn and headed off for my final loop. Feeling absolutely wet and miserable and with super aching thighs (no doubt product of the 15km run before), I was unable to push as much as the previous 2 loops and I had to resort to spinning the entire way back.
climbing on the bike

Final ride time was 3hr11mins. Damn. No time to feel sorry for myself as I picked up my Pearl Izumis for the final 10km run. Surprisingly no cramps, so it was a pretty uneventful run and I cruised home for a 5hr29min finish.
finish!

Final thoughts? Could have done better definitely; I raced a little on the safe side but still I gave it a good shot. Still kicking myself for not racing Challenge France instead! For those who want to have a look at how bad were the race day conditions, you can watch the official video here, or a Spanish tri club's version on Youtube here.

postnote: The organisers called me just now to inform me that I was third place for my age group! Whoopie! First podium finish in France. Amazing stuff. Unfortunately there was not much of a post-race presentation because of the rain which caused almost everybody to leave as soon as they completed. Not sure yet if there'll be a prize or something, I hope that its good ol' cash but I think that they will most likely be mailing me a medal or something like that. =)

mes entraînements du semaine W-6

20 mardi: Nager 1.8km (PU, Drills), CàP 11km (DU)
21 mercredi: Cycle 40km (Crolles)
22 jeudi: Nager 3km, Cycle 60km, CàP 5km (PU, Le Touvet, DU)
25 dimanche: CàP 15km, Cycle 90km, CàP 10km (Narbonne)

En totale: Nager 4.8km, Cycle 190km, CàP 41km

samedi, mai 24, 2008

J-1

95% chance of rain.

35km/h wind speed.

1.5m high waves and killer undercurrents.

Think I'm going to be sick. o_O

vendredi, mai 23, 2008

to shave or not to shave?

That is the question.

As the temperature continues to rise here in Grenoble, I'm thinking of shaving it all off. No, not contemplating a bikini wax of course, but rather my much cherished beard:

your sexiness

Dear readers, as you can see I am pretty much undecided, so why not give me your advice? Leave a comment or post a shoutout on the right. Better still, let's have a vote on it. Polling starts today and will last for a week! After that I'll tally the votes and I'll post the results and photos (of any possible makeover) up here.

For those who have never voted before, this is your chance! No walkovers! And I promise full transparency and accountability of the results! So what are you waiting for? Vote now! =P

dimanche, mai 18, 2008

on sports psychology

Had been in a state of mental funk all of last week. Dreary weather, injuries, bike problems and the stress of keeping up with my training program finally boiled over on Wednesday when I realised that I might have no bike to race next weekend's triathlon!

It was one of the rare occasions where I totally felt helpless and anxious over a race, or over any random situation. A few days of light to non training and the insecurity of my "race state" crept in. I felt totally unprepared (in spite of my rather huge store of race experience) and in complete disarray.

It was definitely not a fun place to be.

But enough about me. Ceteris paribus, what distinguishes an elite athlete from the rest is usually mental toughness. Instead of pointlessly languishing at the bottom of energy-sapping pits when faced with problems and setbacks, top athletes usually have the mental toughness to reshuffle plans and to bounce back.

What is mental toughness then?

While there is no concrete definition to what constitutes a mentally superior athlete, the general consensus is that he/she is more likely than not to possess all of the four following character traits: motivation, discipline, confidence and patience.

To elaborate, mentally tough sportsmen are often motivated enough to give it their all, be it alone or with a group, during training or during competitions, or regardless of potential training interruptions like rain and exams (in my case =P). They are disciplined enough to tailor their lifestyles and nutrition to suit their training goals (means no beer and fêtes but sadly I am not disciplined enough). They have the self confidence that they are able to deliver the goods, no matter the conditions and the equipment. Lastly, they have the patience - Years and years of routine training and hard work for that elusive moment of glory.

It is every athlete's dream to be the very best. However, many of us do not make the cut. While most do not hesitate to point their fingers to their physical ineptness as a cause of their failures, why not take a moment to reflect on one's mental weaknesses? Like me, many other average age groupers tend to stick to a comfort zone - a minimal level of performance (45min 10km runs) or lame excuses (had too much to eat) - in order to justify themselves and to satisfy their training goals.

Obviously this is not the way to go.

While it is important to log in the training miles, it is also equally important to train our brains. A sports psychologist may be more useful than a coach if you perceive that you have already reached your physical peak. Practice by visualizing the worst race day conditions, then coming up with their solutions, or by adopting a "nothing is impossible" mindset. By toughening up mentally, we will then be able to deal with our problems and challenges more efficiently and positively.

Anyway, back to me. Yes, I had quite a number of setbacks which all came at the same time. Rather than fretting on all of them all at once, I decided that I had to prioritise and adapt: Do whatever it takes to get to the startline next Sunday, then tackle the rest of the problems separately later on. With regards to training, I had no choice but to play along with the weather and my schoolwork. I trained when I could; if I could not go long I would cut the duration but increase the intensity. Well, a found-on-the-floor-and-half-eaten powergel is better than none when you're bonking right?

Hope it all ends well for me.

Forget about Zipp wheels, aero helmets, hydrophobic wetsuits or super-light shoes. The mind is really every athlete's secret weapon, and after unlocking it, a place on the podium may not seem that unreachable after all. =)

mes entraînements du semaine W-7

12 lundi: Cycle 94km (Vercors area)
13 mardi: Nager 1.2km (PU)
15 jeudi: CàP 5km (DU)
16 vendredi: CàP 15km (DU), Nager 2km (PU, wetsuit)
17 samedi: Nager 1.5km (PU)
18 dimanche: Cycle 93km (Chapelle du Bard), CàP 22km (Grenoble)

En totale: Nager 4.7km, Cycle 187km, CàP 42km

Today the sun came out and so I was able to salvage what was left of the week. Was not able to train much during the week due to the weather and of course schoolwork datelines, plus my bike suddenly conked out on Wednesday, leaving me with only the weekend to get in a decent ride. Wetsuit swim was decent enough, but I got terrible calf cramps after that. Still wondering if it is a consequence of bad wetsuit sizing, or was I just dehydrated after the swim. Weirdly, the bike and run today eased my cramps! Most unusual indeed, as I was expecting a painful session today.

Speedwork next week, then its the Triathlon de Narbonne Plage on Sunday. Wow time passes so fast, but I can't wait! =)

ma

To all the mothers out there, especially my mom:

happy mothers' day

vendredi, mai 16, 2008

the longest weekend

Anxiety and longing.

Such sweet agony.

sidenote: why is everything in France so expensive?

jeudi, mai 15, 2008

something's gotta give

Studyrevisesoutenanceswimbikerunrattrapagesschoolbikeproblems
travelplanningexamsAthensPragueBudapestlondonpubfêtesdedeparts
TriathlondeNarbonnePlagerouteNapoleonMontVentouxIronmanNice
IronmanZurichswimbikerun

Enjoy the ride.

mardi, mai 13, 2008

you're beautiful

- by James Blunt

My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.

Yes, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
Fucking high,
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last 'till the end.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.

mes entraînements du semaine W-8

05 lundi: Nager 500m (PU)
10 samedi: CàP 20km (Grenoble 2 loops), Cycle 91km (chez les Morels)
11 dimanche: CàP 8km (Col de la Madeleine)

En totale: Nager 500m, Cycle 91km, CàP 28km

Awesome training weekend; knees are still hurting from my car crash last week, but I still managed to put in some decent mileage. Bike from Grenoble to the Morel's was great (undulating but mostly flat with headwind), but the return today was better. Climbed all the way up to Villard de Lans, a sustained climb and something which I have not done for sometime now.

Anyway I intend to take it easy for the next two weeks, and let's see what the Triathlon de Narbonne Plage will bring! =)

vendredi, mai 09, 2008

psychedelico amsterdamo

Perhaps i shall hurriedly write down some bits before I forget what had happened. (Copyright Jianhui but hey, you don't have a monopoly on writing things down hurriedly ok? =P)

Ok, so its a public holiday festival in France now. In like 12 days we have 3 public holidays: May day, 1945 Armistice, as well as Pentecôte. Yippee and so last week I bought return tickets to the city of sin, Amsterdam. Haha.

Well it certainly lived up to my expectations of it. Weather was superb and it was super sunny for the entire 4 days I was there. Too bad I was not sober for most of the time. In order to retain this site's family friendliness rating, let's just say that I was either high or stoked most of the time.

No museums or healthy hikes this time; it was just 24 hours of fun and partying. Ok, I did go to Anne Frank's House, as well as bike out to the countryside to look at the windmills, but I guess most people who go to Amsterdam go there for other reasons. =P

Alright, just a small section on the stuff I tried: Space cakes and mushrooms. Well, the space cakes made me spaced out and retarded. It was kinda weird cos I would see people talking to me but I would not be able to make out what they were saying. Then I also had difficulty organising my thoughts and formulating coherent sentences as well. Luckily I went to the coffeeshop with my even-more-drugged-out room mate, which I guess was less embarassing taking into account my blankness and slurred speech and all.Then came les champignons magiques the next day. Wow this things were strong, much much stronger than cannabis, but they were so good! It was like having a conscious dream. Experiences differ from person to person, depending on the type of mushroom and the character of the person. For me, I took the mexican mushrooms, which were one of the weakest, because I was a newbie, and I absolutely did not want to get a bad trip. Well, I must say that the mushrooms were fun. For me, everything started to get wavy and stuff, and I saw patches of colour where they shouldn't be, like red people and purple roads! I kept getting weird visions of smurfs and unicorns! HAHA.. The fact that almost everyone else were high and the huge presence of Bob Marley lookalikes didn't help either! Then I felt like I was walking on water when we were walking back: Solids did not feel like solids anymore! Also, I felt like my mind was separate from my body.. Like I was somewhere else even though I was aware of where I was. Absolutely amazing. But the best was that I lost all concept of time. I remember going into a supermarket with Cheryl to get some stuff, and even though later on she told me that we had only gone in for 5 minutes, I felt that 1 year had passed! Same with conversations: 2 lines and I would think that 1 hour had gone already. Incredible that I got back to the hostel at all. Then when I went back to my room to change for the pub crawl, I was so stoked that I just sat down and let my mind just float though all the levels of consciousness and stuff. Crazy shit. I bet the French were all high on these stuff when they wrote the rules of the language!

Anyway I wished that I could take a photo/video of the hallucinations inside my head at that time, cos everything was just so surreal. It would have been fun to review them like now when I am a lot more sober. Oh wells, at least I still have a couple of boxes with me now.. =P
dam square in the day

flower market

red light district

being a true pothead

mushrooms

getting stoked at vondelpark

back at the hostel

Ok, end of druggie stuff.

Day 3 in Amsterdam was my most sober yet. Rented bikes and went cycling to see the windmills with Yoshimi. Amsterdam, like the rest of the Netherlands, is completely flat so its really a cyclist's paradise there. However being so flat and not having any high rise buildings also means that headwinds can be quite brutal. Anyway we covered about 55km on bike and we got to see lots of lovely Dutch windmills.
cycle fun

moulins

As usual, more photos can be found here and here. View the photos if not Hypnotoad will get you!!!
croak

dimanche, mai 04, 2008

mes entraînements du semaine W-9

28 lundi: Nager 500m (PU)
29 mardi: Cycle 40km (DU)
01 jeudi: Cycle 112km (Beauvoir)
02 vendredi: Nager 1.5km (PU)
03 samedi: Cycle 155km (Chambéry)
04 dimanche: Nager 2km (PU), CàP 10km (DU)

En totale: Nager 4km, Cycle 307km, CàP 10km

Ahh.. The sun's really out now, and that has made this long labour day weekend a great training weekend. =)

The highlight of the week has to be cycling, less the getting-hit-by-a-Dacia part. Did some hills on Thursday, then it was a flat and furious ride to Chambéry on Saturday. Even hooked up with a vélo club there and I got to draft them a little! Sweet.

Surprisingly this week I felt pretty strong training-wise, even though I thought that I would have needed some time to recuperate from the marathon.

Next week I'll be resting a couple of days again as I will be going to Amsterdam, then its another long weekend of biking and running I hope!

samedi, mai 03, 2008

c'est compliqué

maybe definitely?
definitely maybe.

jeudi, mai 01, 2008

fête du travail

Happy May Day!

Today is Labour Day, or Fête du Travail, here in France. In Grenoble, in addition to the inevitable shop closures, the entire public transport system has shut down too! No trams, buses or anything else whatsoever. I wonder if it is the same for other cities? Anyway, the French really know how to up the standards for public holidays!

Luckily the sun is still at work today and the streets seem to be totally deserted today so looks like I'll be heading out for a long ride later! =)

*****
update at 2312hrsBack from my ride. Met up with Débe, who is au-pairing in Grenoble, and who is also training for the Ironman 70.3 Monaco. As you can see, we went to Beauvoir, which is along my usual training route.

Anyway I finally can say "j'ai eu un collision avec une voiture" now. Met a car head-on while descending Beauvoir, and other than a slightly out-of-true front wheel and bruised limbs, I am glad that I am none for the worse. Really amazing to meet with an accident today, considering how little traffic there was this afternoon!

Bleah.. Gotta fix my bike tomorrow for Saturday's long ride. And hope that my knees get better! =)