Sunday, July 22, 2007

Maybe I should train for this stuff

When I sat down to develop my goals this year I had some pretty high hopes as to what I’d accomplish physical fitness-wise.

I’d planned on riding lots of hills and getting in lots of miles so that I could put some hurt on the Kitty at TBP – that didn’t work out.

I planned on losing 35lbs – that hasn’t happened.

I planned on running 5km 3 times / week – up to yesterday I’d run a TOTAL of 10km

I’d planned on swimming 1km 3 times / week – up to yesterday I’d been in a pool 3 times, and swam a total of 2.5km

The reason why I’d wanted to do the running and swimming was two-fold. One, I figured the extra cross-training would really help with the weight loss, and TWO, I was going to be entering a couple of triathalons this year.

Yesterday was the first. Open Water swim of 1.5km, Bike of 40km, and 10km run. (Olympic distance) I probably should have bowed out and done the sprint distance or something. I really wasn’t ready for this. However, I’d been giving the sprint distance friends of mine a rough time about not doing the Olympic. Guess I kind of hoped myself on that one.

My oldest boy kept me up until 1am Friday night – and even then I slept terribly. Not a good start. Up at 6am to get ready. It was hard rolling out of bed, but I managed. Unfortunately, it meant I was not thinking really sharp. I’d pay for that later.

Loaded my bike and gear (and this time I remember to grab my water bottle from the freezer. I’d put it in just before bed.) and headed out the door.

20 minutes down the road I remember I’ve forgotten my cleat covers. Normally not a big deal, but there’s a section between the swim transition area and where you can mount the bike that’s all sand and dirt for about 100 yrds. Speedplay pedals don’t do well in that crap. I called my wife and asked her to bring them for me. I called her a few minutes later when I remembered I’d forgotten a towel, too.

A little further and I realize I forgot to have any breakfast.

Got T1 set up, picked up my timing chip, etc. and then headed for T2 (the transition areas are 26km apart.) That’s where I realize that I don’t have any gels or powerbars or anything with me. Oh well, at least I’ve got some Gatorade, and it’s only going to be around 3 hrs…

Finally, it’s time, but my wife hasn’t gotten here yet. Oh well, no towel, no cleat covers. I’ll have to deal with it. I try to stay at the back at the start, as I know I’m not going to be fast in the water and don’t want to get kicked too much. No wind (how often does that happen in this country?!) so the water is like glass. One guy hits the water at the front and strikes out so fast that those on the shore can’t believe it. He ends up doing the swim in 17:46 I finish the swim in 36 minutes.

Bike time, my turn to shine. I drop the hammer. I’m trying to break the one hour mark on this one. Closest I’ve come in the past has been 1:08 for a 40km ITT (and that was a cycling TT, no swimming or running.) JohnnyE goes by me and calls out “catch ‘em in the hills!” I make sure that on the hills I really lay it down, and I catch lots of riders in the first 12km. They may have gotten out of the water before me, but I’ll be running before them! (and then I fully expect them to pass me on the run.)

At about the 15km mark I start catching and passing a lot of Sprint participants. Here is where I see my wife. She’s hanging out the window of the van, ringing a cow bell for me as I go by. I smile. Always amazes me how good it feels to have family watching, or friends cheering.

This is dangerous. The sprint participants typically are riding mtn bikes and wearing ipods They don’t hear me calling “on your left” and are swerving all over the road. It forces me out of the aero bars a lot. At the 20km mark there’s a 13% hill of about ¾ of a kilometre, and then a 90 degree left turn onto the main highway. Traffic is backed up most of the way down the hill, and I start passing vehicles on the left. Get to the intersection, hammer across into the main traffic lane and catch the eye of the SUV driver who turned at the same time as me and signal to move over to the shoulder. He gives me lots of room and I’m back down in the aero bars. 20 more km. I reach down for my water bottle and pop the lid to grab a drink.

You know, it’s not a good idea to freeze Gatorade in an insulated bottle unless you’re going to be out on the road for hours and hours and have more than one bottle with you. I squeezed as much liquid/Gatorade slush as I could into my mouth.

I’m in town now. I’ve conserved some energy on one of the big descents (where some people were hammering at 80km/hr, I held back and only did 65 and just coasted.) I’ve held 45km/hr across the flats. I’m close to the one hour mark. I hit the hard right hand turn that loops back on itself as I enter town – and get hit smack in the face by a headwind. Not a stiff one, about 15km/hr, but man, at this point it’s tough to hold speed. I hold speed through all the corners, leaning my TT bike hard. At one point I hit a little gravel in a corner and think I may have over-cooked this one and going down, but I stay up. The final stretch and I can hear my daughter ringing that cow bell from a block away. I smile some more, and sprint hard for the line.

As I approach the dismount area I’m coming up on another rider. I unclip my right leg, swing it over so that when I hit the dismount line I can start running. (or walking in the bike cleat way.) The guy in front of me hits the dismount line and locks ‘em up and swerves into the middle of the lane (he was on the far left.) I lock ‘em up. I feel the rear will lifting. The left hand crank hits my thigh on the way up, but I’m unclipped from it. I start running and save the bike from endoing. Sheesh! I hit the stop button on my bike computer. (The official times have all the transition times added to the bike.) My bike time is just under 1:03.

Now the run. I start out of the transition zone and immediately my calf muscles start cramping. Looks like I’ve pushed the bike a bit harder than I should’ve. Oh well, this should ease up. The first couple of hundred yards of the run are always the worst, right?

1km into the run and my calves are still cramping. Not full on cramps, just right there on the twitching edge where you know it could drop you to your knees at any time. I push on. I’m slow. I check my computer and I’m only doing 9km/hr, but I’m managing to keep my HR around 159.

2km and the cramping has eased, but my legs are tired. I can’t get any speed up. I try to increase the cadence, but my legs just won’t go. I tell myself just 8 more to go – and then I get passed by the first of many Olympic distance runners.

3km – a friend and organizer of the Fort McLeod triathalon catches me. I managed to kick up the cadence a bit to hang with him for a km before he runs off into the distance. HR is now mid 160’s.

Just before the turn around there’s a long hill of about 1km. I get passed by yet another Olympic distance participant at the bottom, but see my friend up ahead walking the hill. I figure if I can keep a good pace up the hill that I’ll catch him before the turn around.

Somehow, I manage to do just that – but my HR is over 170 now. As we turn around there’s a water station there and we walk through it while downing some Gatorade and water. I’m double-fisting the Gatorade in a hope of stopping the bonk and cramps from getting me. Off we go.

At km 6.5 my friend backs off. I’m on my own again. His pacing has really helped me to kick the speed up – I’ve managed 12km/hr for the last couple of k’s.

I get passed by some more folks.

8km – 2 to go. Holy cow this hurts! My body wants to walk. I won’t let it. Speed is down to 9km/hr again. I get passed by some people.

Less than a kilometre left. A member of our local cycling club who did the Sprint has walked down to the bottom of the hill, he crosses the road and starts running beside me, pacing me along, encouraging me – and then I hear that cow bell again. My daughter is yelling “there’s my Daddy!!” and ringing it as hard as she can. My wife and the twin boys are there beside her cheering. I start climbing this last hill.

Someone is a masochist, putting this hill here. It hurts. It’s not long, only a couple of hundred yards, but it’s fairly steep. I continue to speed up. I’m in my version of a full-out sprint now – only a couple of hundred yards left. People are cheering. I can hear JohnnyE screaming my name, one of my son’s has tried to pace me in for the last few hundred yards, but I drop him (revenge for his dropping me on a cycling hill climb.) As I cross the line they announce my name and I glance at the official clock – 2:51:10 A new personal best.

My running time was over an hour (1:06) I hurt all over. I know that’s only going to get worse over the next 24 hours. I enjoy the moment of being a finisher and chatting with my friends. Some people come up to congradulate me and they make a big deal out of my finish – I guess nobody can believe the fat guy did it.

I end up 15 of 26 men, 22 of 40 total. Right in the middle of the pack. Within a couple of minutes of moving up 6 or 7 spots. Lots of room to improve on the running, just need to do some of that stuff. Maybe I should do that before the next one I’ve got scheduled for the middle of August.

Friday, July 20, 2007

It's Not About The Truth

Recently there’s been a great deal of press and turmoil regarding the use of performance enhancing drugs in sports – cycling in particular. A couple of year’s ago a journalist by the name of David Walsh wrote a book called LA Confidential. A book purportedly about Lance Armstrong’s alleged use of performance enhancing drugs. That book was never translated into English – and I don’t read French, so I never got to read the material first hand. Lance Armstrong has been fighting a number of allegations ever since his 1999 TDF victory. Coyle does a good job addressing some of this in “Lance Armstrong’s War.”

Last year Floyd Landis won the TDF – well, kind of. He won, but was later accused of failing a drug test for testosterone. David Walsh now had a much more willing market for his accusations, and released the book “From Lance to Floyd”. I will tell you right now, that I have some issues with Walsh’s writing style, his bias’ and his documentation of his accusations. On the positive side – he does use good punctuation. – oh, and he tells some interesting stories. But, more on all of that later.

My intent as I began reading this book was to offer my opinion on just this book. However, at the same time, I began reading Floyd Landis’ book, “Positively False” – it was an interesting weekend of reading! In order to really understand what both of these writers are saying about doping in cycling, I felt like it was necessary to start earlier, and cover a little wider subject matter. My intent here is not to be documenting everything I say. To put it simply, I don’t have the time to go back and find all of the specific references to what I’m saying. I hope I can provide enough information that the reader can check it out himself with a quick google search. I’m writing most of this “off the cuff”.

The first issue to determine is to decide what constitutes doping. David Walsh deals with this issue – kind of. He takes a very puritanical view. Here’s the two extremes as I see it.

First is the position of Dr. Michelle Ferrari (a much-vilified sports doctor. His story is fascinating, and if you ever get a chance to read it you’ll learn a great deal about endurance sports in general and the medical science that has grown around it.) Dr. Ferrari came out publicly and said that basically, if it wasn’t specifically illegal, or couldn’t be tested for, that it was legal. He said this in relation to rEPO. At the time rEPO could not be tested for.

On the other extreme sits Walsh claiming that there is a moral ground, and that anything that enhances performance artificially should be against the rules.

The problem with this position is this: what about B12 shots? It’s a vitamin, it’s something that’s been proven to increase performace, it is NOT illegal, and it used commonly at virtually every level of sport. Yet, you could not eat enough, or even take enough pills of B12 to do any good. Definitely not a “natural” process, as you have to take a shot to make it effective – but it’s not dangerous (the body will just eliminate any excess.)

What about sleeping in an altitude tent? The UCI has made some noise about banning that – so what about going to live and train in Colorado (at altitude)?

The question is not as clear-cut as some would want us to believe. I take the position somewhere in the middle. I’m not in favor of the use of drugs such as rEPO, but I have no problem with a guy sleeping in an altitude tent. I have no problem with guys in the tour hooking themselves up to IV’s to rehydrate, but am strongly opposed to blending in some chemicals with it. I have no problems with B12 shots, but would be opposed to amphetamines.

But do I have the right to impose my moral values as to what’s right / wrong on others? In simple terms, I believe we have to have an organization that will make the determination as to what is legal and what is not. Anything within those rules is allowed. So, in some sense, I fall on Dr. Ferrari’s side (with the exception of the ability to test for it. If it’s illegal to use it, then morally, it doesn’t matter whether you get caught or not.)

Okay, there’s my position.

When I first started reading Walsh’s book I sat-down with a highlighter and pen to make notes as I went along. I eventually gave up. I will try and summarize my general impressions along with a few specific examples.

Walsh makes some very good points occasionally, and even backs some of them up with what I would describe as compelling testimony – but then doesn’t tell the other side of the story. He conveniently either completely forgets to tell the other side, or makes a very concerted effort to minimize it. Unless the reader was already familiar with the details of the situation, you’d have a difficult time getting an accurate picture.

As an example: The testimony of Betty Andreau. (and, to some extent, Frankie) Simply put, the story goes like this:

Lance Armstrong is in hospital being treated for his cancer. Lance and 5 or 6 of his friends are in a room together when 2 doctors walk in. Betty was going to leave, but Lance said to stay. During that conversation Betty alleges that the doctors asked Lance if he’d ever used performance enhancing drugs and Lance admitted to using rEPO, steroids, etc. (she names them all specifically.) Frankie backs up some of this story. However, there is NO RECORD of it in the medical reports. I’ve yet to meet a doctor who didn’t record stuff like that. The other people in the room give conflicting reports of what was said. There are plausible explanations on record in court (this whole incident became very public after a lawsuit that Lance eventually won – but that’s another story.)

I, personally, believe that Lance used rEPO and other performance enhancing products. The most damning evidence against Lance, in my opinion, is not cloak and dagger stuff – it’s that the explanations for his change in performance between pre-cancer and post-cancer do not meet scrutiny. Things like the claimed 20lb weight loss. While his body composition definitely changed, you can see that in pictures, his actual weight, as recorded, fluctuated just 2 lbs.

In the case of Lance, there’s a really obvious point that Walsh makes in regards to his testing – none of the testing Lance took showed his cancer. It should have. There’s only a couple of explanations for it not: 1) Lance was doping and was using masking agents to hide that – and those agents also masked the fact that he had cancer. Or 2) The tests are deeply flawed. Walsh actually does a pretty good job explaining this issue.

Another indicator of drug use: look at the average speeds for the tour – they took a huge jump in one year, and have remained high. Interestingly, this year, when I suspect everybody’s scared to be using anything, the average speeds have come way down. There are days that are actual recovery days.

My issue with Walsh is that his view is tainted, and he doesn’t seem to want to tell the whole story. My assumption is that he believes that Lance and all the other athletes have had plenty of opportunity to get their side of the story out and his objective is to tell the other side. All fine and well, but that’s not how he portrays the book – he portrays it as the complete story. It’s not.

I really did enjoy some of the behind the scenes peekes that he gives us into professional cycling. That, specifically, was one of the really interesting things I found in Floyd’s book, as well.

Flipping over to Floyd’s book for a minute: I particularly enjoyed his inside look at the way US Postal worked, and the reasons why he left. I’d always wondered about that. Things like not being given a TT bike to practice on, etc. really emphasized that US Postal really was ALL ABOUT LANCE. I understand much better why he left, and can honestly say I’d have left, too. In Walsh’s book he makes a pretty strong accusation of Floyd’s blood doping – but then the only evidence he supplies is a IM transcript. Admittedly, it’s an interesting read, but is only a conversation between two riders discussing a rumour they heard and not disclosing the sources of that rumour. (Read some more on that at http://www.cyclingnews.com/riders/2006/interviews/?id=jonathan_vaughters06

I appreciated Floyd’s candor on what he got paid, and the other details of professional cycling that we’ve never really heard. Even Michael Barry’s “Inside the Postal Bus” never came close to revealing the kinds of details that Floyd does.

My conclusion on Walsh’s book – he’s done a lot of work researching it, but many of his witnesses are of questionable believability. Lots of innuendo, but not enough documentation. Too often he leads with “undisclosed sources” or such things. That’s not good enough. A reader not familiar with the background and details of doping in cycling would definitely be persuaded that all cyclists are doping. I don’t believe all are doing it, but I do believe it has been rampant in the pro peleton’s. Walsh’s book isn’t so much about tracking down the truth as it of getting his story out and slapping Lance back. He quotes his own writing a fair bit. (You’ll read comments like, “one of the author’s of LA Confidential said…”)

What can be done to clean up cycling? My thoughts are pretty clear on this, and on the surface it seems pretty easy, but the politics and money of cycling will make it very difficult.

1) The UCI must become a CYCLISTS union. It must be there for the cyclists. In his book Positively False Floyd talks about the politics of even getting pay he was owed. This organization must put the riders interests first.

2) WADA must become a standardizing organization. They must be absolutely strict in the enforcement of their rules – including those about confidentiality. They must establish firm standards as to what constitutes a positive test that is observed across the board by all WADA approved labs, and they must eliminate the stupid rules from within the organisation like not allowing WADA employees or WADA approved lab employees to testify on behalf of an athlete. Virtually all of the experts work either directly or indirectly for WADA, so if they’re not allowed to testify… you can see where this is going. This is the organization I referred to earlier that must make the determination as to what constitutes doping. It must be fair, it must be transparent.

3) Teams must be made more responsible. The recent signings of the athletes and the demand that trainers / coaches sign a contract guaranteeing that they won’t be involved in doping, and if they are, will forfeit a year’s salary, is a step in the right direction. It is useless if WADA doesn’t become an organization the athletes can trust – and I would suggest that WADA and the UCI should be signing a similar agreement.

4) In-house testing. Doping will always be ahead of the testers. That’s the nature of it. The only way to get ahead of the dopers is to be developing physiological profiles. Deviations from those profiles would indicate something is going on – that means either a new, legitimate response to new training, or doping. Programs similar to what Team Slipstream, T-mobile, and Credit Agricole are running go a long ways in this direction. I’d like to see these kinds of testing programs institutionalized and run by the UCI (the RIDERS union.)

Some have indicated that we should just let them do whatever they want. My problem with this is two-fold.

1) When an athlete does something incredible, for a moment he lifts every person watching it just a little higher. In the movie “Vision Quest” there’s a scene where Lowler is talking with his friend and he explains this very concept so well. When that inspirational feat is tainted by being accomplished by the use of drugs, it negates that lifting-up. Floyd’s stage 17 is a case in point. What a gutsy, inspirational move. But if he did it because of the use of drugs, how does that lift me?
2) The most important thing to me – my kids are looking up to some of these athletes and while I don’t expect them to be the moral compass of my kids lives – how can they dream of accomplishing great things when all they see is guys accomplishing great things by using drugs.

I do believe that most of the amazing cycling performances for the past 10 years have been tainted in one way or another. I still find them great to watch, I just watch them without that “wow, did you see that” factor. I don’t believe Floyd used drugs specifically in stage 17, but I do believe he has used. In fact, I’m convinced of it. Just as I’m convinced that Lance didn’t do it all on his own.

The recent press and investigations is not about searching for the truth. It’s about selling newspapers, books, and protecting individual positions that some leaders of organizations have taken. The Dick Pound’s of the world are not about helping to clean up sport – they’re all about reading their name in tomorrow’s papers. For a good look at the bias’ that sports reporters have had on this issue, I refer you to http://boulderreport.bicycling.com/2007/06/looking-for-the.html

That’s it – for now. I will probably update and add, edit this entry over the next few months. I will try to document the additions and edits. I just want to use this as an ongoing research paper. I welcome any questions or critiques.

EDIT: Wow, that didn't take long! One of the stories in Walsh's book that seemed very tabloidish to me was the story of a pro cyclist who had asked a friend to transport some shoes over to Italy for him - while packing the friend opened the box and found blood products. He dumped them out, and confronted the cyclist in Italy. Big blow up. In the book - NO names. Then, today, the names get released ... and the cyclist is Rasmussen! Wow. Details of the story can be found at http://www.velonews.com/tour2007/news/articles/12851.0.html