So let me set the scene for you. It was a Tuesday lunch time, I had planned to a bike work out in the morning and a swim on the lunch hour. Everything was going to plan, morning work out in the books, and I got out of the office on time for my noon swim. Quick walk down to the pool, no stop along the way chats to slow me down, into the change room, quick change into the swim gear and then out towards the pool. 
Now sometimes, not often, but sometimes the door to the pool is locked. Typically when there is nothing on in the pool before the lane swim, and the guards need some time to set up the lanes. No biggie. So i wait in the hallway with two other swimmers until the door opens and we are released into the pool area to find our lanes.
The other two are idly chatting, no one is talking to me so perfect!
One person, in a board shorts (JFDW) and the other person are back and forthing about American politics and local area barbs with all the pomp and self righteousness that only comes from years of entitlement. Now, far be it from me to assess what aspect of life these two come from in our community, but  I'm sure you can guess where I am going with this.
So the lock clicks and we are away, set free into the six lane'd wonder that is the aquatic center pool.
Now, as anyone that swims would tell you, and perhaps I have also alluded to before in a blog post or two there is swimming etiquette that should be taught to those that have not spent a lifetime at pool lane swims. Some people have it and some dont. 
One major component is the "picking your lane" ritual. 
Now for me, I dont like to run in and jump in the pool straight away. I walk to the lane I plan on using or at least the side of the lane when splitting it with another swimmer, and i put down my goggles, cap, and any other gear I might be using. I then walk to the bench, hang up my towel and kit bag and put my ear plugs in. 
Today was no different. Another swimmer did the same thing, indicating they were going to split the lane with me. Great, no problem.
Wait. 
What the....
What are those two doing.....they.....are they.....they are getting in my lane. Holy crap. Did that guy just kick my goggles and cap in the pool.
Yup that is what happened.
So I pop my ear plugs out, and walk over, ' Hey, excuse me, but i had my stuff here, I was planning on swimming in this lane and so did she'
No response.
'HEY, YO, BUB'
A snotty head turn in my direction.
'I dont know if you noticed but I had my stuff here on the deck and was going to swim in this lane. I notice my stuff isnt here anymore, did you kick it in the pool?'
It must have fell in.
(wholly fuck) 'Its right there on the bottom by your feet, can you pass it to me please.
(sigh) and he grabs it and flips it on the deck.
'So are you going to move lanes?'
Look, there is enough room for everyone okay, so just swim over there.
'Oh really, oh okay.'
What a jerkface dickweasel.
So my former lane mate, gives me a 'good luck' kind of look and moves to the only other free half of a lane.
I slip into the middle of the lane. As I am getting my cap and googles on I notice that jerkface doesnt have any googles on. 
So I start to swim, I am swimming angry.
So everytime I get near jerkface I kick as hard as I can, so that he is getting a face blast of pool water in his jerkface face.
We go like this for about 20 minutes, I time is to I am lapping him just before a wall so I can get maximum amount of splash.
Yes Im 5.
After about 25min jerkface is out of the pool and heading for the change room. I immediately go back to low splash kicking. 
After I was finished, my almost lane partner and their current lane mate stopped at the wall, and were laughing and giggling. They said they have seen me swim before and were wondering what I was doing with my kicking today with all the high splashes. They figured it out when jerkface would stop after I would pass him each time and mutter something to himself before starting again. 
They also said he has pulled that lane grab thing a few times and it was nice to see his swim disrupted like he had disrupted others in the past.
So yes, it was immature and passive, but I have absolutely no problem with that.
Week went like this:
Monday: off
Tuesday: 13mile bike + 1500m swim
Wednesday: 3mile run
Thursday: 2000m swim + 13mile bike
Friday: 2x750m swims
Saturday: 4mile run + 10 mile bike
Sunday: 5.5mile run
So for those of you that didnt know, well there is some pool lane etiquette for you, so that you arnt the jerkface dickweasel of your pool.
Sean "BigBoyRunning" Ryan

Dont even know what to say on this one. As i may have mentioned one or two thousand times, favorite band all time is ACDC. I have seen them live 7 times in my 42 years, and each time holds a special place in my heart. They were the first real rock and roll band I went to see as a kid of 14. I dont know what possessed my parents to let me travel to Toronto without adult supervision with my neighbour to see them play, but it is the exact point in my life when I can honestly say I was hooked on rock and roll music forever. I will fight with my dying breath, that you cannot beat this band in terms of live performance, showpersonship, heart, and spine shaking guitars, drums, and screeched lyrics about drinking, screwing, and rocking.
Sorry you just cant. 
There were people doing all of the above next to us in the stands! Joints were passed around, flasks were passed around, a couple decided that the row in front of us was the best place to have some coitus. Like right in front of me. 
I mean there was an actual riot after the show. Police cars were flipped, the Go train stopped service because people were throwing rocks through the windows of the train. WE WERE TRAPPED AT THE CNE ALONE UNTIL 4AM! There were no cell phones back then, our parents went to bed assuming we would be home at some point and put ourselves to bed. I was 14. 14.
So how could a person not be hooked, now would every ACDC show from that point on bring about the same things? No, but they were all special for different reasons. 
So when you have a connection to a band that runs this deep, that has been in existance almost as long as you have been alive, it is tough to acknowledge that they wont be around forever, that eventually age, the grind, the lifestyle will catch up to them at some point. That they will be faced with very tough decisions. 
ACDC has def had an uphill battle the last couple of years, with Malcolm getting sick, the douche drummer having domestic assault issues and now Brian and his hearing problems. They replaced Malcolm with his son, and they have had multiple drummers over the years, but how do you replace the iconic voice of Brian? 
Apparently the answer is Axl Rose. UGH.
I cant even tell you how much I hate this guy. 
Alot of people my age think that Guns and Roses were this amazing band. I do not fall into that group. Did i listen to them, yup, did i see them live, yup, does their music sum up a piece of the 80's/90's for me, nope, were they any good live, nope, did they actually look like they had any heart or cared about the fans, nope. I seriously cannot get behind this decision. 
I feel like this is a reality show nightmare waiting to happen. Like a tribal council where a major blindside is about to happen, everyone knows it is going to happen watching at home, but there isnt anything anyone can do about, screaming NO DONT DO IT at your tv or computer screen doesnt seem to reach the people you intent it to nor would they listen to you anyway.
I guess my biggest disappointment is that I may never get the chance to see the band I loved, the band that started me listening and appreciating live music will never be the same, and that I may never get the chance to pass that experience on to my son Angus. Yup, that is why he is named Angus. I had the chance last September, but unfortunately work commitments took priority and we didnt go. I am really kicking myself over this now.
So to those of you out there that never got the chance to see them live, I honestly feel sorry for you that you didnt get to see the real deal. Those going to see the Axl Rose version, well
Stand up and be counted for what you are about to receive
We are the dealers
We'll give you everything you need
Hail hail to the good times
Cos rock has got the right of way
We ain't no legends ain't no cause
We're just livin' for today
Workouts this week:
Monday: off
Tuesday: 1500m swim + 13mile ride
Wednesday: 2000m swim + 5km run
Thursday: 5000m swim
Friday: off
Saturday: 20mile ride + 2km run
Sunday: 6.25mile run

Not sure what any of that has to do with a work out log, but had to get the poison out. Great week altogether - pushed the limits on distance for all three disciplines. First 5km swim of the season, and the first almost 10km run in probably a year. Going to be time to start moving a couple things a week out doors, just need the snow to eff off, another storm last week has left everything really greasy.
Oh well, fingers crossed we start to get some of the sun we had this sunday a little more often!
Sean " BigBoy Running" Ryan

So first off, good week, solid week, resulted in a #cigarSunday so you cant complain about that. On the food side, well my utter collapse out of vegetarianism has been blissful. Sorry vegetarians but I again feel very bad for you. 
The gym has started to thin out some with students studying for exams ahhhhh summer gym is around the corner. But in the last week or so there has been some serious work out bruh's huddling around machines, grunting under the tremendous weight the are lifting and probably more high fives then a team of one armed hillbilly axe throwers. Not sure why that would generate more then average high fives, but I liked the imagery. 
There were packs of these lil lifters roaming the gym cheering for each other upon each accomplishment. Lifting weights, squatting things, jumping on platforms, I was waiting to walk into the showers and hear " good lather bro, way to luffa". 
Not that I am against a little support in the gym, a deliberate head nod, a ' howsshegoin' in passing off a machine to another person, politely waiting for the water fountain, and a soft smile to the person behind you reassuring them you dont intend to completely fill up your bottle while they wait. 
You know, canadian bro'ing.
I guess this might be an extension of my introverted gym etiquette guidelines, or my complete lack of bro-like qualities, but I just dont get the cheering for things you came to do specifically in this place and time. Like if you showed up to well really anything and you did something unexpected, or funny, then yes cheering and high fives. But weights in a non olympic, highland games environment, not so much.  Sorry bro's. 
So last week went something like dis:
Monday: 1500m swim
Tuesday: 13 mile ride + 5km run
Wednesday: 1500m swim
Thursday: 2000m swim
Friday: off
Saturday: 3km run + 13mile ride
Sunday: 4mile run + 10mile ride

 But at the end of the day I would take a little bro'ing around over naked old man bag in my face wanting to talk about the weather while I am avoiding eye contact and trying to get changed, any day.
Sean "BigBoyRunning" Ryan
 

So the indoor triathlon that was supposed to be on Sunday last week got cancelled. Fack. This is the second time that a race I was working towards got cancelled. This is the one that I actually really look forward for because it is indoors ( I hate winter) and it is all timed so the farther you go in your allotted time, the higher you place. Now there is nothing that i can really do in regards to the running, my slow speed is mine, any attempts to get faster are usually met with sprains and pains.
So the only real chance I have to get some points are the swimming and the stationary bike. I have been working on my sprinting the last number of weeks and actually felt like I was improving a little. I have been consistently hitting 20 lengths ( 500m) in the pool in 10 minutes and getting between 7.18miles and 7.76miles on the stationary bike for 20minutes. Again the running is the running, but I have been working up the speed of the treadmill the last week or so, from my usual speed of 4.0-4.5 to 4.5-5.2 which for me is the fastest that I have moved on the treadmill in a considerable time.
So now I am unsure what to do.
My hope was to start running outdoors in april, but the effing snow wont leave for longer then couple of days, and I am starting to feel like I am getting in a rut. The new cigars are def a motivation to get my workouts in, but it took everything in me to not have one on Sunday because i didnt put the work in this week.
The whole vegetarian experiment may be fast coming to an end, as I wasnt doing it for weight loss, but I am gaining weight because of all the carbs I am eating to feel even close to full. It also hasnt really served its purpose. The intent was to lower my risk of gout flare up, but I have had two in the last 3 weeks. Now neither of them were very sever in regards to pain, but the one last week prevented me from running or biking as the swelling was in the pad of my right foot making it hard to put any pressure on my that half of my foot.
The only upside is that i have felt a little better in the belly, in relation to belly health. Not fatness. Still have plenty of the fatness.
So really dont know what to do next. 
Its day like 48 of the no meat, no pop allowed world tour, and seriously loosing ground fast. Had a sip of a Dr. Pepper last night and was like where have you been all my life. I have def strayed in that part of the challenge, had a couple of the Mountain Dew energy drink cans, 3 total I think, because who can say no to a puppymonkeybaby?! WHO I ASK YOU?
Anywho, lets hope new week new me!
2 weeks ago - many workouts
last week - not so much
​Sean "BigBoyRunning" Ryan