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LONGTRAILAHEAD goes global

2012-01-29T23:00:00.000-05:00

Thanks to the google website translator gadget, my personal blog LONGTRAILAHEAD is now open to language translations, so that all my far-off friends and new followers can read along with comfort in their own language. Just click on the tab in the upper right-hand corner and select said language, then enjoy!

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Pillars of the Community

2012-01-28T18:18:00.000-05:00

Quite frequently when traveling, I have the endless opportunity to come across many different and amazing discoveries on so many levels, whilst visiting the various locations that I find myself venturing too for athletic competitions. Of course the obvious major finds such as new inviting bodies of open water to swim in, and the seemingly endless miles of off road trails for riding and running, occupy the top prized spots. It is after all regarding them, the main reason for my travels in the first place to said locations, competition wise. Secondary, would be the obligatory warm and cozy confines of inviting cafes, along with delicious tasting Mexican taquerias and sushi houses which are most often sought out personally for palliative pleasures when not exercising. Other notable finds might include sports-related businesses that cater to endurance athletes, as well as book and record stores tucked neatly away in quiet little village nooks and crannies. A real bonus though and not often guaranteed to be found, is the opportunity to be directed to, and or stumble upon a real hidden gem in a local community, that being a free public rec center.

The Kihei Aquatic Center, located on 303 E. Lipoa Street, in Kihei, Maui, Hawai'i, is exactly one of those hidden gems. This aquatic center open to the general public daily for use, also draws visiting tourists and competitors year round to it's location for several different offered aquatic events and sporting competitions, held within it's complete complex area. To learn some other general information, as well as read about what past historical swimming meets were held on site, click here.

I know personally when I come across such facilities as this, that I am getting the opportunity to experience something really special. When given the chance, I always make sure to thoroughly enjoy the time spent using said recreational centers, especially since the area in which I currently live is completely void of such venues such as the Kihei Aquatic Center. Clearly observed while in attendance myself while visiting, were the many other individuals choosing to take advantage of such solid athletic surrounds, which as far as I am concerned, speaks volumes as to the overall value these free centers have upon the community. These types of complexes, serve up not only a location that has positive influence, but direct benefit as well in overall health and fitness improvement to all those of varying age who use said facilities daily. What about the personal character learned only through years of active participation by the many young men and women, whom live inside such communities that house such centers. What about you specifically that is reading this blog, have you yourself ever benefited from a community rec center while growing up? Much like the vacant and run down ghost towns often depicted in old western movies, towns that have already lost thriving community involvement resulting in the loss of their own recreational centers, themselves suffer and most often see negative effects, much in the way local youth head behavioral wise post said closers.

So, your local free community rec center, worthy neighbor or financial nuisance? Something to think about I guess in terms of value and impact?

Classic Component... AC That Is

2012-01-19T22:50:00.005-05:00

Long gotten over the once yearly celebration and excitement of Christmas Season many many years ago as a young child, perhaps centered solely around and having something to do with learning the official and true identity of just who Santa Claus really was, I have now as a middle-aged adult, found and rediscovered that euphoric holiday feeling yet once again of long lost childhood. Minus the overall festive spirit and vibe normally experienced, I have found a comparable level of joy in receiving via special delivery, gifts by someone as equally jolly and friendly as old Saint Nick himself. Well sort of?

In all fairness I must say, that I did have prior knowledge that said gift delivered today was coming. I will also say that this packaged item was not a gift from another, but something of which I had purchased for myself. The receiving of goods at it's final destination, also did not come by result of sleigh and reindeer, but rather four wheels and an engine. Kris Kringle this day, has been replaced by the ever friendly and prompt service of the speedy FedEx delivery man.

Some new wheel components ordered from bicycle wheel manufacturer American Classic, arrived this afternoon and just in time too, with some mountain bike riding scheduled for this upcoming weekend. A new set of red anodized tubeless valve stems, designed specifically in use to create an air tight seal with American Classic tubeless wheels, quickly were unpacked and just as swiftly, installed and readied for impending off road use that awaits in a days time. A perfect fit and welcomed addition once added as seen below.

~ Of worthy note to mention, was the inclusion by the American Classic shipping staff of sending along a brand new 2012 catalog featuring all sorts of new cycling wheel designs, various components, and stylish cycling clothing available for immediate sale. Looking through the catalog chock full of many different cycling related items, has me yet once again thinking that, who says Christmas has to come only one time a year?

XTERRA France Sold Out!

2012-01-13T10:51:00.000-05:00

Incredibly just less than two weeks into this new year, the XTERRA France race scheduled for the 8th of July, has sold out! 700 spots allotted by those eager to participate in what promises to be the biggest race on the global tour, have all but been but gobbled up quickly by those seeking to test their mettle in one of Europe's premier off road triathlon racing events. Completely excited to be attending this event myself, I look forward to arriving in France in the best athletic shape that I've seen in sometime.

Running In Very Large Footsteps

2012-01-12T11:35:00.001-05:00

In just as many weeks, I've gone ahead and inked up on the dotted line figuratively to speak, for the second biggest athletic event of my ever evolving and expanding 2012 athletic season. This one takes me to undiscovered territory literally, both physically and athletically on many levels. The never-before visited Hawaiian island of Oahu and the amazing location of Kualoa Ranch, will play host for the 2012 xterra Trail Running World Championship race, on Sunday, December 2nd. This incredible location that was used for filming certain parts of the popular film Jurassic Park, will now serve up 21 kilometers of some of the most toughest off road conditions and distance, that I will ever face personally since taking to off road athletic endurance events several years back.

"parle vous francais"

2012-01-03T00:57:00.000-05:00

It's a bit early yet, but I've got a few months to brush up on my knowledge of the French language pronunciation.

Guess I better start learning by putting this phrase at the top of my sentence speaking list - Puis-je avoir un verre de vin ( May I have a glass of wine, please. )

2012

2011-12-15T19:22:00.000-05:00

Defining Success

2011-11-19T14:02:00.006-05:00

Per my ever faithful WEBSTERS NEW DICTIONARY AND THESAURUS, with it's spine tattered and held together with scotch tape, the word "success" is found within it's textured pages and defined as - the gaining of wealth, fame, etc: the prosperous termination (of anything attempted); a successful person or affair. - adj

I kept thinking to myself whilst walking together with those individuals who had collected this most amazing Saturday morning, of what specific way, and or descriptive terminology I would use to sum up our morning hiking experience. Of course I could just simply state that it was an awesome time, and leave it at that. You know, post up a couple of pictures and short written commentary, in summary of the overall active venture we had outside exercising. Nope, won't do that. Doing so in that type of short manner, would be very vague and short at best in explanation.

What I will say though, is that the location offered up for said inaugural venture of my closed-community offering of exercise and fun, totally delivered. The photographic scenery that unfolded under the morning fall sun that was rising, gave glimpse of the natural beauty to be found throughout this incredible setting, that I often exalt about. Stopping at various spots during our roughly one hour plus trek, I pointed out and directed the group to amazing views found, and reminders of just what degree of travel we had come so far. Picturesque. Moving along, we chatted endlessly without pause and shared personal stories taken from our own lives and experiences in the crisp morning air. Learning something new, and in the coming days ahead I believe, actually benefiting in some small way in what we were doing. Great stuff! Yet still as we traversed the parks shifting terrain, I continued to contemplate internally away from the others, on my own thoughts and feelings regarding this days turnout.

Overwhelmingly, I couldn't help but think just how successful this event turned out for me personally. The mere fact that I could gather four individuals on a day off(sans my two little grandchildren)traveling from various locations throughout the surrounding community, fully investing some of their own personal time, was overall cause for celebration I thought. Four souls whom admittedly I would think to say aloud, that are void of and most likely seeking a fitter and healthier active lifestyle, can now attest to first-hand as to the positive influence that an outdoors group activity like this can bring. Congratulations to you all in general for all your efforts in this new adventure, job well done! That in and of itself, the lone idea that strength in numbers alone within a gathered group, is enough proof and power of what living an active, "Live More" lifestyle is all about. Somehow afterwards before departing the park, the smiling faces found brought about new definition and meaning to the word success I'm thinking.

Maui Moments # 3

2011-11-11T13:09:00.000-05:00

Michael Stone is an athletic guy. He is an incredibly gifted triathlete from Boulder, Colorado, whom can race with the best of them. He can swim, mountain bike, and run on any course the same as I, regardless of the degree of difficulty or not, and do it in suitable fashion mind you. Michael Stone is an athlete fearless of what might lie ahead during the time spent out there competing on the course, just as the majority of other athletes who are undertaking the same as he. With Michael though there is something different, something different that separates him only for the sole reason that he is unlike all the others he races against. His internal drive to tackle what seems like the impossible to many who know him, quite possibly could be bigger than the real challenge he faces daily, each an everyday in his life. You see, Michael Stone is blind.

Of all the special moments for me at this years xterra world championship race, Maui Moment number three would prove to have the most profound, and learned effect on me. The long lasting, and deep impression it has left on me from the instant I saw it, clearly opened my eyes to a new found awareness regarding the effects into one individual competitors condition, and just how much a human being will continue to squeeze the most out of life, even when being hindered by a crippling disability that only promises to worsen in time.

Shortly into the first few miles of the mountain bike portion at the recent xterra world championship race, I came upon Michael and his guide rider Jared Berg. They were sandwiched in between a growing pack of cyclists looking to advance further on. The group was bunched together looking for the right opportunity to break loose. The location was a freshly cut section of trail that basically was single track full of various sharp turns, climbs, and short, but fast little hills amidst surrounding bush. As fate would have it, I found myself right on the rear wheel of the guide rider, with Michael being directly in front of him being that's how they ride. Initially I tried to jump at the first chance I had to go around, but something, most likely my own instant realization that I was being given a once in a lifetime chance to see something really special, forced me to bail on attempting to pass. What quickly followed was a few minutes journey into the most fulfilling experience I could have been privy to that entire day. Cycling along as the trail changed in direction and difficulty, I listened intently to the words of direction being shouted out to Michael from his guide. As Jared offered direction of travel through his own window of vision, Michael followed suit. Blindly. He would turn when ordered, speed up when prompted, and shift endlessly to accommodate the terrain of which he could not see. It was an amazing display of trust and confidence to witness first hand.

Attune to what I was hearing and seeing, I thought very briefly about closing my own eyes and sampling just what Micheal himself doesn't see, but most certainly feels. I wondered if I could maneuver through a less technical section of trail just as he, but thought smarter of it when I quickly realized the instructional commands being shouted just ahead, didn't match up with the specific section of trail I was on. Through the several sand pits we went, before I took to the left in order to get by. When I pulled directly next to Michael, I quickly shouted out in emotional announcement that it twas I, then promptly followed by me telling him just how inspirational I felt he was. Something along the lines that I felt he was one of the most amazing people I have ever met in my life, period. Ever! I continued to cycle on, thinking constantly throughout the remainder of the race of Michael, his athletic effort, and his words of praise that he always showers me with each time we see, and or speak to each other.

Michael Stone always says to me, "Rich Costello, your a good man," each time we cross paths, brought forth due to our mutual love for adventurous competition. His complimenting words always making me raise an eyebrow and shake my head in disbelief each time he says that. I never get used to it. Though small in stature and ever so polite in conversation, his words carry heavy meaning that evoke such a deep emotional response, from within me each time. It's not that I feel uneasy or worthy of such verbal compliments, no it's not that. What it is though, is the humbling appreciation that here is someone who clearly has tougher obstacles and hurdles to over come than I, that is without question. He chooses to not only overcome those barriers in a manner that is completely void of bitterness regarding the rare medical condition he faces, but also in a way of being full of enough dedication and drive to constantly tackle fear head on. Fear that never stops coming! That's what it is.

Michael, if I am a good man, your sir, are an extraordinary man! I am truly honored to call you friend. The way you live your life, as well as all the other challenged athletes who continue to take on each new day with such zeal and absolute unwavering belief of continuing onward, is an exemplary way of how all people should live, disability or not.

Maui Moments # 2

2011-11-06T10:36:00.001-05:00

Continuing on with activities at the post race awards dinner, I found myself to be quite entertained by some of the emotions and celebrations, by many of the racers who paid visit to the podium atop the stage. As they started presenting winners, beginning from the oldest first and unto the youngest, I couldn't help but marvel at the athletic achievements regarding many of the older competitors, that they had put forth during the race. I was just in awe of the overall times some of them had put in, on the very same course that I had competed on. Incredibly amazing. When they moved to announce the winners in the 55-59 age division, I was completely blown away at the news that a good personal friend, had claimed the division title this year. Barbara Peterson of Berkeley, California, has been in this same spot before, as a matter of fact, she has been the recipient of being a world champion five times before. Certainly no stranger to winning. This 2011 win though was different, different in so may ways I thought.

Sitting at my table, I watched as Barbara exalted in emotional bliss at her own victory. It was a special one after all, with events leading up to this moment, warranting such celebratory release. Watching her from afar, I felt that even she knew it herself. She had come a long way. You see, this same time just a year ago, Barbara was facing an uncertain future in regards to pursuing her love for athletics. An unfortunate accident suffered in the home environment, had left Barbara with bilateral calcaneus heel fractures. Basically she broke both her heels in layman's terms. The timing of this injuries couldn't have come at a worse time. More than three quarters of the way through the 2010 season, and ready to depart for Switzerland, this incident brought about close to any and all hopes of continuing on not only for the rest of the season, but perhaps any further and future athletic participation in general. Thing's were not sounding good amongst the xterra community, as word spread regarding medical opinions that hopes of returning to any form of strenuous sporting activity, most likely would not happen due to the injuries suffered. Truly a crushing blow felt by many.

Thank goodness that deep inside every single xterra athlete, you'll find the underlying belief and overall determination, to never give up. Never! Despite all the obstacles faced, no matter how big or how small, one never gives up. That's what makes them all so special!

I thought to myself as I sat back and watched Barbara bask in this newly experienced and crowning personal moment, how this specific one, world championship title number # 6, had to be the most prized one of them all. I thought about how against medical belief, and insurmountable odds, how one special individual would defy all likelihood. Maybe it was just me surmising what you had gone through, maybe it was me realizing entirely the path you must have traveled not only physically, but emotionally as well in getting to this point. I was a mixture of many emotions myself as I stood up in the back of the room, cheering the loudest for you above any other competitor that night. I was so proud of you.

Savor this victory my good friend. Never forget what it took you to get back to this point, never forget how inspirational your grit and determination is to countless others, let alone myself. Build upon this and there is nothing that won't be within your reach.

~ I'd like to thank the ever-so amazing, and Mr. wonderful himself, Trey Garman, from xterra, for the usage of photos. Thank's dude!

Maui Moments # 1

2011-11-03T23:21:00.002-04:00

Okay, so I'm getting back up to normal running speed since returning home from Hawai'i, and the 16th installment of the XTERRA world championship race. Thing's were a little messed up for a bit causing me to shelve any blogging ideas I had for a few days, and here's why. The saddening news of the sudden and untimely passing of a good friend and coworker that came whilst in Maui, than an early East Coast snow storm that then forced close to 24 hour lay over in Chicago-O'Hare's airport, sure made thing's hectic in trying to get back home on my original scheduled arrival time. Despite the emotional and aggravating circumstances taking place beyond my control, I still felt excited and inspired by some of the personal events I had witnessed, that had taken place during the time span of the race in Maui by some athletes I know. Along the way throughout my entire journey home, I mulled it over and felt it more important to share each of their individual stories and accomplishments, than the ones concerning myself normally posted here. They really are pretty amazing to me, and I thought you might think so too. I hope you like them...

Austrian Michael Weiss is the 2011 XTERRA men's world champion, and rightfully so since he earned it. Michael won the title after completing the off road triathlon course comprised of a 1.5 kilometer rough open water swim, a 30 kilometer mountain bike ride, and a 10 kilometer trail run, all on the rugged and hilly landscapes of Maui's North Shore. His overall winning time of 2 hours, and 27 minutes, guaranteed him his first title victory in four attempts. His 2011 appearance wasn't his only podium placing though. Talk about being intent, In 2008, Michael took second place to Spaniard Ruben Ruzafa, and over the course of the next two years being 2009 and 2010, he took third place overall each time. As you can clearly see in the time span of four years, Michael has podiumed top three, all four times. Well I'm no professional, or expert myself, but I think that this is a pretty impressive feat of athletic achievement and determination combined! In my recollections since getting involved in XTERRA, I don't think anybody has stood on the doormat of such victory, more so than Michael Weiss himself.

When I attendant the post race dinner and awards show, I had no idea that Michael had won the overall spot at the world championship race yet. It was only after someone seated next to me, told me that someone from Austria had won it, that I knew. Funny how sitting there amidst my own excitement, that just a few days prior to the race, how I had told Michael online that I was really pulling for him to take the top spot this year, and that he did! When it came time for Michael's introduction to all those in attendance, I was all ears. It was pretty exciting as an athlete myself, to sit and listen to Michael explain how his entire race unfolded. Of course the best, and the most interesting part came for me, when he talked of tracking down 7-time Tour De France winner Lance Armstrong on the mountain bike, then passing him on a climb of all places. With that monumental personal achievement under his belt, Michael took off zestfully and never looked backed so to speak. Hearing him recount that specific part of the race was pretty thrilling to hear at the awards ceremony. The photos taken below are by Maui resident Chris Haigh, and show Michael closing in for the kill on one of cycling's most famous names and athletes, Lance Armstrong, and below that as he passes by and closes the gap even more.

Herzlichen Glückwunsch Michael auf solche einen erstaunlichen Sieg, Sie sind wirklich ein Weltmeister und sicherlich ein verdient!

The Main Event!

2011-10-17T09:23:00.001-04:00

Lot's of hubbub this year for the xterra world championship race. New location, new swim, bike, and run courses, as well as the largest assembled group of off road triathletes, all vying for their best athletic performance of the year. It sure is gonna be one amazing show! The pro divisions both male and female, are filled with many familiar returning names, as well as some new unknown ones. Current Olympic gold medalist in the sport of triathlon, Germany's Jan Frodeno, is even getting in on the flurry of action this year. Raising the stakes even more so now, is the official conformation that cycling legend Lance Armstrong, has announced that he is very much looking forward to this years race in Maui. That alone is enough to drive ones performance even greater!

As I eluded to earlier, the new course up on Maui's north shore has everybody talking. This year, I am expecting a much different racing experience simply because the difference in course conditions. The change in venue, has allowed us competitors the opportunity to go out and pre-ride/run the entire bike and run course, a first ever for xterra world championship athletes. Needless to say, I am looking very much forward to getting out mid week and hitting both the bike, and run course in preparation for Sunday's big race. For now, I have included a full course map above for Sunday's race, as well as elevation gain tables for the bike and run below. As in true xterra fashion, it looks like the legs are gonna be hurting puppies after this one!

That's it for now, next time I'll see you from Maui, Hawai'i

Making The Connection, and Practicing Aloha

2011-10-15T14:19:00.007-04:00

Generally, there are several thing's that the visiting tourists to the island of Maui, will be sure to do while staying on the island. You know, the must see and do thing's that are highly recommended and advertised by others, to undertake while vacationing in the tropical paradise that is Hawai'i. Some of the more popular destinations and sites of Maui would be, spending an entire day driving slowly out to Hana and back, traveling up to the crater of the volcano Haleakala to catch the sun's rising, or setting, or maybe perhaps just spending a couple of hours leisurely strolling through the bustling streets of the Lahaina shopping and wharf district. All sounding like so much fun. Odds are too, that venturing out unto said locations for extended periods of time, that ones growing hunger pains soon become a top priority to deal with. Most often those looking for a quick fix, find themselves making a stop into one of the several Maui Tacos locations found, throughout the island.

Now, for those who follow along closely with all my travels, especially to the island of Maui, you know how much I favor eating there myself at Maui Tacos. I've commented more than once on my blog about my many travels to the several various locations, to enjoy their version of Mexican food served up Maui style. So how fitting for me by chance, in that on my sixth visit to the island, that I was lucky enough to be introduced to the creator and founder of Maui Tacos, chef Mark Ellman. Mark, and his wife Judy in the early 90's, opened up their first restaurant in the Napili area with great success. Soon one location lead to another, then another, and so on and so on. Quickly in time, word had spread amongst locals and visitors alike, of the savory tasting food now being served up. Shortly thereafter, a worldwide following had formed amongst devoted die hard fans exalting praise. Life was good. Years later feeling the need to expand his creative culinary wings in other directions, Mark sold his portion of the Maui Tacos business in 2008, and embarked on his next challenge that awaited in life.

I was fortunate to have had the chance to chat with Mark recently during several visits to his newly developed offering of eating-house delight. Of course I had a few... okay I admit it, I had more than a few questions about the whole Maui Tacos thing, but c'mon man what would you do if you were in my shoes? I love that place! My curiosity of his personal story of success into Maui Tacos, lead to some other generalized questions of peaked interest regarding the restaurant business I had. I found it quite fascinating listening to Mark's explanation and take on the whole process of bringing fresh new ideas and edible creations, just like the ones found in the newly opened HONU Seafood & Pizza in Lahaina, or other side projects alongside with author Barbara Santos, such as personally written and published material to fruition.

Visit Hawai'i, and you'll get a real chance to see people living and breathing aloha. Aloha has more meaning than simply being representative of a greeting of saying hello, or goodbye. It is in fact, a word much more symbolic of a cultural and spirit of it's people. You do not have to be born on the islands of Hawai'i to officially live and celebrate aloha each day, and as a matter of fact, you don't even have to be on the islands themselves to even be doing it. Essentially practicing aloha, is something that is learned, and continually forthright lived each day!

The literary tandem of Mark Ellman & Barbara Santos, have taken the time to compile testimonial contributions from many of, "Hawai'i's favorite folks," in the book, Practice Aloha ~ Secrets to Living Life Hawaiian Style. It is an amazing, and fascinating book filled with many personal stories, and a few recipes, on exactly what practicing and living aloha really means. It is a fun and rewarding read from this one readers perspective, that surely can evoke lifestyle change in just about anybody who reads it.

Finished reading the book myself, I couldn't help but think that at this stage of my life in general, that this specific portion has come full circle for me. I have lived and learned! What I mean in retrospect, is that looking back to the beginning of all this many years ago in 2006 when I first traveled to Hawai'i as some sort of hurried greenhorn, how I now find myself having become more aware over time to embrace living the lifestyle of aloha daily. Through my dedicated efforts and continued pursuit of athletic participation, I was able to stumble upon many new found personal discoveries, as well as friendships - Mark Ellman being one of them. Mark's generosity and openness most recently to me, as well as witnessed to surrounding others, was clear and accurate proof that he knows of what he speaks and most certainly writes. He is the living embodiment of what practicing aloha is all about in my book!

Discovering HONU, and then some

2011-10-05T09:01:00.006-04:00

Maui, Hawai'i, is rapidly becoming one of my most favored and traveled locations to visit, for various sporting and leisurely fun time activities now. Several contributing factors to this quickly rising status could have very well to do with starting with the obvious, the location that is Hawai'i and the astounding landscape, followed by the equatorial climate, and most importantly I feel, the spirit and nature of it's wonderful people. Numerous visits over the past six years to the tropical island paradise, have yielded so many amazing and memorable discoveries each time than I could have ever imagined, that is seems impossible for me to think that anymore can still be found on return trips. Of course on my most recent stay, the first of two scheduled for the year 2011, I made yet again some more wonderful, and possibly for one specific find, the biggest discovery ever so far.

HONU, Seafood & Pizza, which can be found located at 1295 Front Street, Lahaina, Hawai'i, quickly became my favorite chosen spot for fulfilling my hungry appetite recently while I was staying nearby in Lahaina. The new establishment, which was opened up by restaurateur Mark Ellman, and his wife Judy, offered up several various reasons which I found enticing enough to warrant my return for respective visits. For starters, the location is absolutely ideal in that no matter where you sit inside the restaurant while dining during daylight hours, you'll end up having one of the most beautiful views of the Au Au Channel, the island of Lana'i, and the Pacific Ocean beyond that for you observation pleasure. The unique sounds of the arriving waves atop the rocks just outside the dining area, not only enhances the overall vibe presented throughout HONU, but also favorably compliments the inside decor just as well. Evening diners should not feel left out in regards to missing the panoramic view, since the ambiance that is created in the evening Hawaiian air, is equally as good, if not better amidst the sounds of the soft surf and light offered from several lit torches during dinner hours.

The menu at HONU is pretty straight forward, and not over-laden with to many choices. Visiting patrons can find one dish or another, that is sure to satisfy their hunger while choosing to dine within this easily found location. I must say though, that don't expect such an easy choice here when it comes to ordering your meal from the menu, since all the items listed each sound so deliciously delightful. The welcoming and friendly staff on hand, will most assuredly point out some of the most popular, as well as individually favored dishes to those who are undecided. The various items offered as well, certainly can appease anyone from finding some of the most simplest creations, to others that are carefully crafted for scrumptious dining pleasure, all at very reasonable pricing too. If you are looking to compliment your meal with a fine beverage, the bar staff can serve up, or recommend the perfect wine, mixed drink, or beer whether in bottle or draft, to bring not only your meal, but your entire dining experience at HONU Seafood & Pizza full circle. When the dust settles, sit back and savor a nice hot cup of locally grown coffee, have a cappuccino, espresso, or even a latte as you contemplate over dessert, on just how you are going to spend your next day while staying in the tropical paradise of the magic isles.

HONU was a great discovery for me, and it can be for you as well if you plan on visiting the area anytime soon. To view the entire menu, as well as learn more about HONU in general, just click anywhere in this blog that you see the name of the restaurant listed, in order to visit the official website. This story does not end here though, since there was a much bigger uncovering that took place over the course of several visits to HONU. The distinguished honor of such a worthy find goes to the man himself, owner of HONU, chef Mark Ellman. My continuation of this story, and thoughts on several different conversations had with Mark, will be posted up next on LONGTRAILAHEAD.

"...Something's gotta to turn out right."

2011-09-27T00:23:00.006-04:00

So, I'm as much a fan of the grunge metal band Alice In Chains as the next two people I just so happen to be sandwiched between in line, when it comes to the Seattle based hard rockers. I wouldn't consider myself a die-hard fan, but definitely enough of one when it comes to having included amongst my own vast collection of assembled music, a CD comprised of their greatest hits material. My recent decision to amp up my inspirational athletic training music on my iPod, led me online to i-tunes and several purchases from the catalog of Alice In Chains, that I figured would turn up the intensity a little bit as I continue to move forward in preparation for my next big race in four weeks time. As I had expected, the new mixture of heavy octane fueled music fit the bill perfectly as I continued to grind away revolution after revolution, in hopes of soon feeling the oncoming discomfort wrought forward due to excessive cardiovascular exercise and inevitable muscle fatigue. Savoring it as though some sort of soothing, yet welcoming sign of accomplishment, I hammered on while getting lost in thought at the lyrics permeating throughout my head.

The more I listened, the more I thought of Alice In Chain's late singer Layne Staley, and the terrible events of substance abuse that led up to his death in 2002 at the age of 34. The real-life struggles penned to many a song as though presented in a recorded audio autobiography by Layne, seemed to only amplify the visual aspect of the living book, that I see daily each day working in the health care environment, as well as surrounding life. Over and over as the songs played echoing loudly, thoughts drifted back and forth from the obvious question of "how does one...., to simply understanding at what an incredible and promising talent has been lost!"

In an interview given shortly before he died, Layne spoke in harsh, yet sobering detail as to the health effects sustained, and suffered from long time substance abuse usage. His poignant words I feel, can only serve well in educating others to the dangers of prolonged substance abuse, and the accompanying problems that follow along with them. Far to long after influential people such as this pass on, family, friends, and of course fans, are left to wonder for many years later on how thing's just might have turned out, if all the should haves, and could haves, simply had worked out. Those needing assistance should not look for an easy, perceived pathway of escape, but in turn should seek help, seek counseling, and most certainly choose life, when it comes to battling the demons and despair that is drug addiction.

Cruisin Hawaiian Style

2011-09-25T10:14:00.002-04:00

Something out of the norm on my most recent adventure to Hawai'i as compared to all the others, was the generous opportunity I had to use, as well as ride in some locally provided transportation, instead of the standard practice of obtaining a car rental as I so normally do. The use of a Jeep Cherokee for simple travels while out maneuvering around the streets and motorways of Lahaina worked out great, but for me this time, the real treat was in finally getting the chance to cruise Maui style. Well what I actually meant to say was, cruising Hang Loose Maui Style.

Life in Hawai'i moves at a slow pace, and why shouldn't it? Endless days full of some of the most heavenly weather found, are meant to be enjoyed thoroughly from top to bottom. Short trips down to the beach for a morning swim or sail, afternoon rides over to and up the trail head for a lengthy mountain bike ride, or just simply out running errands, should all be done in a vehicle of character that is befitting the casual, and laid back life style of Hawai'i. Sort of being representative like something that is rolling aloha on four wheels. A vehicle such as the one I speak of, would also be equipped to handle lodging accommodations 24 hours a day as well, in the event that an overnight stay is required when pursuing an exciting outdoor, adventurous lifestyle. It's not always about appearance, no not at all. It's more about getting you from point A, to point B, when the real issue of importance is just living life in whatever arena of play you so desire.

My personal recommendation if you ever find yourself in Maui, and happen to stumble across the vehicle that is Hang Loose Maui Style, stop what you are doing and walk over, or turn your own vehicle around and begin chase of. In your efforts of choosing to leave behind the daily operations of, and or the normal findings of the dog eat dog world, you'll be rewarded in finding that this specific vehicle is motoring on it's way to something in what promises to be, a discovery of that which is most magnificent and wonderful.

Ever heard the saying, "when hell freezes over!" Well, it's possible that one day it could happen, just as much so when someone says, "yeah, the first time it ever snows in Hawai'i!" Well one should be prepared for such an event, should it ever arises. Think about it? The island of Maui has some pretty sweet mountains and hill-sides to climb and descend on, now imagine if they were snow covered? Stranger things have happened. In the event that the snow starts a falling, you can bet your bottom dollar that Hang Loose Maui Style, will be there with skies in hand, at the forefront and ready to take advantage of the first ever - tropical snow season.

Carolyn

2011-09-12T23:30:00.005-04:00

One of the most rewarding thing's that becomes I find from choosing to take part in various sporting events all over the world, is the many charming and wonderful people that it brings me around and into close contact with, while being away during those said athletic adventures and travels. Of course during my most recent trip to Hawai'i, that unique aspect continued to ring true in the fact that I was able to be introduced to a couple of really talented, and incredibly awe inspiring people, whom certainly know a thing or two about setting the bar high, in and amongst their own respective walks of life.

Carolyn just so happens to be one of those people that I've referenced above. I was fortunate enough to be assisted in my recent attempt of a solo crossing of the Maui Channel, by Carolyn. She had graciously agreed beforehand, and even before ever meeting me in person, to take part and offer up her supportive services of me in this challenging event. Her willingness to offer assistance in that specific role came as no surprise to me, when I had come to found out that she works from within the health care field, where she is gainfully employed as a registered nurse. Equally not surprising as well, was the fact that she is quite the avid outdoor enthusiast too, being active in a few different separate sporting activities that require skill and determination, let alone hard work. Her training in both fields, would prove to be a perfect fit when it came to performing her duties in the position she filled, throughout the entire course of events taking place that day.

Carolyn wore many hats that day. For starters, she acted as a spotter for me as I kept swimming the 6.5 hours, and mile after mile throughout the choppy water conditions of the Maui Channel. She dutifully held lookout on my position in the water, while the escort pilot steered and maneuvered the boat through the turbulent seas. That job alone wasn't easy in the way that the water that was separating the boat and myself, raised and lowered with much greatness. With the enormity of the channel filling her sight and under the aforementioned conditions, I must have looked like the proverbial "needle in the haystack" to her at times. Amazing job there Carolyn! Secondly, at appropriate selected feed times, Carolyn was right there to render liquid nourishment and nutrition, and in a most expedient manner. I was even completely surprised twice when I had stopped to feed, only to find her waiting in the water for me, treading water with filled bottles of refreshment in each hand. How cool was that? Kind of like taking it to the playing field herself, sort of in your face Maui Channel. That was unbelievable! The thing that really amazed me the most about Carolyn though, was her constant positive outlook, and endless verbal support she gave, from start to finish during my effort. I really felt, and believed that she totally was being inspired herself, in my continued effort of trying to cross the channel alone. Somewhat like my success would be her success as well.

This monumental sporting event for me will hold so many special memories for me, some that are big, and some that are small. The vivid remembrance of them, will always include the amazing and memorable contributions, that Carolyn herself brought along with her, for this incredible attempt of human endurance on my part. The time spent not only on the day of the swim, but the entire time I happened to be around her, were found to be most rewarding. Something for which I am most thankful, and appreciative for.

2011 Maui Channel Swim

2011-09-10T14:54:00.012-04:00

Okay, so I'm sorry I'm running a little tardy on posting up some form of first-hand report from last weekends Maui Channel race, but I've literally been spending the bulk of my time focusing on healing up, and trying to play catch up since returning back home from Hawai'i just a few days ago. Chiefly for me, the main culprit of time consumption being a pretty severe case of sun poisoning found on various parts on the back side of my body, that has effected daily living operations on such a level, that simply just lying around was the best and only thing to do. As my condition continues to get better each day, I find myself quickly returning to all the thing's of interest that I love to do the most, blogging here being one of them. I must say in regards to this specific blog though, that I did start to write up a report in the last few days, but since then decided just recently to delete all written material compiled, and offer my thoughts in a different perspectives throughout the said piece you are now reading. My main reason for this being that when I sat around and thought about all the many thing's that took place during the course of my swim, and on a level of magnitude such as this, that it would be nearly impossible for me to write in intricate detail about each moment that had unfolded throughout my entire solo channel crossing event.

I knew in the months leading up to the Maui Channel swim, that this would be an epic journey of both physical and mental prowess for me, in the surreal surroundings of the Hawaiian islands and oceans of the Pacific. Standing on the small beach on the island of Lanai amidst the arriving surf, lined shoulder to shoulder with eighty-nine other swimmers and gazing out at the ninety individual boats that awaited for each one of us, and even more so the incredible vastness of the channel itself beyond that, would only be one small part of personal remembrance for me this special day in the overall grand scheme of thing's.

With the waving of a flag it all begins. The personal quest that one individual has set for himself of major athletic achievement and human endurance, has begun. Charging forward into the oncoming surf, the distant view observed from before of such wide spread photo graphical measure, soon rapidly vanished into a tiny windowed universe unchanging of water, sun, and sky. Before I knew it, my watery world had become full of the most deepest, yet neutralist shade of blue one could have ever seen. To my left and to my right, straight ahead, and even on down to the depths of the unknown, there was blue sea everywhere. Moving forward with each stroke swam, my sinewy pale white arms sliced into the unblemished canvass backdrop of endless sea, causing the most unusual, yet delightful visual effect of lighting. As though struck from the sky on a stormy night, each arm flashed in brightness against the full vision of that most alluring, yet frightful shade of blue.

I knew the swim wasn't going to be easy. Quite frankly if you must know, leading up to it there was a big part inside of me, that hoped it would be more tougher than I ever could have imagined. As I swam along hour after hour, through the different changing water patterns of the channel itself, I personally relished in the feeling of it. With each breathe taken, I slowly watched as the island of Lanai became smaller and smaller, until it disappeared all together out of the view of my swim goggles. Further and further I ventured across. In front of me, the boat that I was supposed to follow along with for directional purposes, as well in the advent that an emergent situation has unfolded, a rescue craft. When positioned in front of me, I remember being humorously amused internally at how I could only visualize the top four foot of her main mast from my vantage point, as the seas between us raised and lowered in great distance. I didn't always see her, but I felt completely comforted knowing she was out there. One of the biggest thing's I had remembered telling people and was most looking forward to personally experiencing, was that of being alone and under power by thyself far out in the center of the channel. I loved this feeling ever so much so. So many different words could be used to described this moment, but for once, just once being the smallest of objects in a much bigger world than I, unprotected and amongst the unknown lurking below, was a most unmeasurable moment of human emotional nature for me. I will never forget it!

To get a perspective on just how I felt alone out in the channel, look at the photo below. In the picture, we can see Capt. Steve Fisher skillfully piloting the way across the channel. Now look closer on the right-hand side of the photo, just there above Steve's shoulder. You see that little spot in the water? Go ahead and double-click on the photo so it enlarges itself twice to get a better view. Yup that's me, little ol' me out there swimming all by lonesome. Amazing to see the correlation of size in contrast to the overall picture huh...catch my drift?

The mind does many thing's to appease, or I guess engage itself when it experiences something out of it's normal operational mode. The lone isolation in an unfamiliar world, under less than stellar conditions, would be enough to raise many an eyebrow or two amongst many. Whoa, what was that dark shape I just saw over there? Hey, did something just swim by so quickly and vanish before I could tell what it was? Are these thing's I'm experiencing real or is it just my imagination simply playing tricks on me, I ask myself? Wait a minute, was there just a seagull hovering just mere feet over the top of me whilst swimming along during my swim? For one of these questions I know absolutely for sure what the answer was, and for the others...I don't know.

By the numbers, I had put in 6.5 hours of elapsed time in officially swimming, accomplished just under 8 miles in distance covered, and made my way just over three quarters of the way across the Maui Channel. I could see the finish line in sight, but it was still quite a ways off in the distance. Blowing 25-30 knot winds, 4" foot and possibly more seas, along with the endless chop and howling whitecaps, had rendered me to a point where not only had my swim form broken down, but the physical aspect of over looking the constant pain any longer, just didn't seem to be logical. I attempted to start several more times as the boat circled around, but only met with failure in trying to continue on. The decision to stop now becoming much more of a mental battle, than physical one. As I bobbed in the rough seas, waves crashing atop me and slowly sinking due to exhaustion, I mulled over in my mind on just what I should do. Then the call came out. "What do you want to do, was asked? Hesitating a bit on information that was given, I kept on treading water wondering about what exactly I had left in me. The exact words bellowing from the boat shortly before and now in my mind becoming that of awakening and shattering blow at the same precise moment, the moment that I knew my solo crossing effort was over."

Fellow hospital co-worker and staunch online supporter Frank Handlin RN, summed it up best in an online post to my facebook page afterwards, mentioning that he couldn't think of a "more deserving adversary than the sea." After thinking about it more and more in the following days of the swim, I have come to the same conclusion that right you are Frank, so right you are!

Who Invited the Tempest?

2011-09-04T15:58:00.005-04:00

‎"90 different boats at the start, 90 swimmers in the water at the same time, waves making it hard to see the swimmers in the water, an escort boat washed up on the reef, a escort boat that sunk, a swimmer getting sent to the hospital after being run over by an escort boat, currents making forward progress slow, winds whipping the ocean surface into massive whitecaps, beating skin burning Hawaiian sun beating down on exposed swimmers backs, and may I say, a 12 foot tiger shark in the middle of this whole event! And then there is Richard Costello, a Toughman competitor, an Xterra Triathlete, the largest swimmer of over 400 swimmers in the water, charging away. Another attempted challenge, but from this Captain, an overall success to you." ~ Capt. Steve Fisher/ September 4, 2011

Awaking in the early morning hours of my swim attempt across the channel, reveled something of an eyebrow raising moment, when from the complete darkness, all I could here and feel, was that of some pretty strong winds blowing through the house where I was staying. This change in the weather over the previous two days, meant that thing's were most certainly going to be interesting this day for sure I thought. A brief little ride on the dingy, and we, being myself and boat and support crew staff, were aboard and setting course for the island of Lanai. The rising sun did little to smooth out the bumpy ride experienced on the way over to Lanai, but it was much appreciated from the unique standpoint from where I was sitting.

You must forgive me if as there was so much learned and observed during the course of my attempted channel crossing, but the mind, and especially the body...oh the body let me tell you, are very much beaten, battered, and sun burnt this day after. Simply trying to function this morning in Hawai'i as close to normal as possible, is in itself a most daunting and painful task. With so much to share in and about this incredible event, I will do another post or two as all things experienced come to mind in the coming days, regarding my individual athletic effort. Till then, just try and hang loose Maui style.

The Last Supper

2011-09-03T02:06:00.004-04:00

So thing's are literally coming down to the wire here in Maui, Hawai'i. In under 12 hours now, I will start my day by boarding the escort boat that will carry me over to the island of Lanai, then shortly thereafter, escort me back as my solo swimming quest gets underway. For the second day in a row now, water conditions have been ideal as the official start of the 2011 Maui Channel swim draws ever so near. As of now, it looks as though the race will be blessed with great weather conditions. The pre-race meeting is over, final preparations are being finalized on the boat, and the last meal has been eaten. Pretty much all that is left, is to simply retire to bed, and rest the mind and body for what lies ahead.

Today's postal delivery in Hawai'i, brought a special little care package care of the "good stuff," sent from the wonderful people at Planet Sun Performance Sunscreen and UV Protection. The staff there have been so enthusiastic about my personal solo swim attempt of the Maui Channel when discussed in the past, and have been even more supportive when they agreed to be part of the actual effort just a short while back. I will have ample time to think of many thing's whilst I am swimming alone out in the channel tomorrow, but I will make sure to take extra time to think and send warm thoughts to Planet Sun's own John Edward, regarding the loss that his family has just recently suffered. John Edward, I'll be sending some good vibes your way, and hoping that somehow through my athletic efforts in accomplishing this long distance event, that it will bring a smile to your face...Mahalo brother!

Aloha from Maui, Hawai'i

2011-09-02T01:42:00.004-04:00

With the body and mind rested from the prior days travel of flights and lay-overs, I woke up feeling well refreshed and extremely eager to jump into my morning swim this day, two days out from the channel swim. Of course before any actual athletic activity commenced, the first order of business was to enjoy some freshly brewed Hawaiian coffee beforehand, then catch up on all online communications that had begun to pile up in the time period of lengthy air travel.

Down to the beach early near the hosting race venue in Kaanapali, water conditions looked pretty good from the beach from where I was standing. The 3"-4" foot swells that were crashing in on the beach, did little to obscure the flat and calm surface of the massive body of water, that filled up my view beyond them. With the morning sun shinning bright, I dove in and made my way off the shoreline for a leisurely swim. Nothing spectacular in effort or distance, well maybe a mile or so, but that's about it. I did though a few times, stop and glance over towards the island of Lanai while treading water. Gazing in amazement at the distance fully knowing that, in just a few days, I will make that strenuous solo crossing myself.

Magical Maui, Here I Come

2011-08-29T23:01:00.003-04:00

Well here it is, the time where a years worth of planning, and months of specific training, have all come together as I am just mere days from my solo swim attempt across the Maui Channel. With the most important details having been all finalized, the only thing left for me to do is to actually make the journey itself. I'm ready to go. The support for my latest athletic endeavor, has been overwhelming. Those close to me, and many others found along the way, have made this upcoming athletic challenge a most memorable one so far. I'm guessing that the magnitude of making, or should I say crossing 10+ miles of open ocean channel, is something that evokes some pretty heavy impressions, and or response on various levels, with many a person I suppose. So as I ready to dive into and submerge myself amidst the crystal blue tropical waters of Hawaii, I can't help but relish thyself in thought about a quote I've read recently from American writer & philosopher, Henry David Throeau. It reads...“How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live.”

My thoughts exactly. Now excuse me whilst I go out and stretch my legs a bit!

Aloha

Changing Course...I Mean Plans

2011-08-27T21:31:00.000-04:00

Initial plans set for this last weekend home before leaving for Maui early next week, had to be switched around a bit, due to the slowly approaching hurricane that is moving up the Eastern Coastline. Hurricane Irene's wide path of disruption, forced two separate open water ocean events that were being held this very weekend, to be canceled down the New Jersey shore. As evacuations got well underway, I simply just changed course and moved swimming efforts indoors, to avoid the hindrance of Mother Nature's looming powers.

Today's workout was nothing spectaculiar in regards to distance wise, but simply just an effort to raise the heart rate up a bit, in quick and steady fashion. Now with my first solo channel crossing event taking place in under a weeks time, it's all about resting now for me. Yes i will swim one more time here in Pennsylvania come Monday morning, but just like today, it will be of minimal athletic effort.

Swimming with the OCSC

2011-08-21T18:26:00.006-04:00

Over sleeping this past Saturday morning, caused me to fore go my plans on attending the rescheduled one mile ocean race from last weekend, that got canceled due to inclement weather, over in the New Jersey shore town of Long Branch. I guess I was a little more tired than I had originally thought, having swum 8 miles in the pool just the day before. Though a little disappointed at first, I easily relented to acceptance when thinking more about the 13,000 meters I had swam, during my last major indoor training session in preparation of my upcoming channel swim. Thankfully though, thing's happen for a reason. Enter the Ocean City Swim Club.

Whilst perusing around a local posted open water swim calender online, I stumbled across a tab for the Ocean City Swim Club, the link took me to the club's official web site, that contained plenty of information on all sorts of thing's open water related. Some quick e-mail exchanges, and I was back in business. It turns out, that each Sunday weather permitting, the club meets for an hour long training session, starting at 0800 hours. Excited to be making my way down the shore the following morning, I packed my swim gear, charged my camera battery, and readied for my early 5am departure time.

Beautiful weather conditions were found upon arrival at the prescribed meeting location at 33rd Avenue, in Long Port. A quick sign in used for swimmer accountability, and a $10 dollar donation, and I was ready to go. That simple! After a quick explanation of the marked course, and ocean conditions by swim organizer, and accomplished open water swimmer Bruckner Chase, all swimmers were off in the crashing surf for some open water fun. Tepid waters in the 70's, made for so-so swimming since I personally like it much colder, but it was okay. As told prior to the swim start, the ocean waters were indeed full of tiny little jellyfish. The good thing was that these were the gooey kind that don't sting. Water conditions were ideal though for training purposes. Rolling waves, pulling currents, and a little chop made for good practice. I even had the opportunity to work on some new turning techniques around the marked buoys, that I had just read about in a swimming magazine. Roughly overall after an hours worth of swimming, I had finished with what was presumed to be a 2 mile swim, set around the marked ocean course 150 meters or so set off the coastline. What a blast!

I can't say enough about how much fun this was. It ended up being a much better event for me to attend, than the missed race the day before. More time could be spent on actually swimming, instead of having to rush through a quick mile. Though I appreciate all the other swim I've done in the past two months down the Jersey shore, this was by far the best personally for me, and my overall mission. Looking ahead, I can clearly see myself becoming much more of a regular here at the Ocean City Swim Club open water training events. For more information, or to simply stop by and learn about the swim club, click here, or anywhere else you see the club's name posted.

Lastly, two thing's. Under the right ocean conditions, look at the photo above all you land sharks and think of what it possibly could look like visioning this sight for 5+ hours? Now leaving your comfort zone. GREAT STUFF, welcome to open water swimming! And finally, I posted some numbers on my facebook page regarding specific numbers from Friday's 50 meter indoor pool swim, but here are a few more added for good measure -

13,000 meters =

8.08 miles

260 individual laps

511.811.02 inches

127.952.76 hands

7.108.49 fathoms

42,650.92 feet

14,216.97 yards

118.47 skeins

13 kilometers

2.34 league miles (nautical)

sub -5 hours in time

Capt. Steve Fisher Channel Guide & Pilot

2011-08-19T21:10:00.001-04:00

Literally moments after having successfully completed the 2.7 mile Donner Lake swim last year, I knew almost immediately in my thoughts afterwards that the following summer of 2011, would bring the challenge of a solo swim attempt in the lengthy crossing of the Maui Channel. Despite being a considerable jump in overall distance that I knew would require much extensive training in order to do so, I felt overwhelmingly committed and extremely confident, that I would be able to tackle the next tough task I was thinking of. I also knew though that undertaking such an effort as this, would require assembling a rock solid team full of experience and first hand knowledge, unlike anything I had amassed before.

My first step in making this all come to actualization, would be the topmost priority of going out and procuring a channel guide & pilot, for my solo swim attempt. This lone item being a mandatory requirement of official entry for all competitors in the Maui Channel swim, whether on a team or as a solo individual. Clearly from the start, I already had the right man in mind for the job. Someone who I felt, personally possessed the same kind of athletic drive and determination as I, except on a much more expansive field of athleticism and consummation. That man, would be none other than Capt. Steve Fisher.

I first met Capt. Steve a few years back Ironically, only right after I had just left a Maui Tacos location, that is found in the Lahaina area of Maui. What quickly followed, was a fast developing friendship of athletic admiration and respect, though most likely much more on my end I think, that continued to evolve through both online and cell phone chatter, as well as on other return trips to Hawaii. In Steve, I had found a true live treasure chest of inspiration and drive, that I felt had paralleled and matched in character that of another individual I had become fond of, he being the late adventurer extraordinaire Steve Fossett. To get a little more background information on the late Steve Fossett, and just why I think both he and Steve Fisher are alike, click here to read a blog that I wrote about him in the past on LONGTRAILAHEAD.

Steve's resume and list of accomplishments, reads like a legendary tale true of athletic challenge, discovery, and an individuals undeniable will and determination to succeed. Regardless of whatever hurdles or obstacles that he is faced with, Steve hammers on with unshakable grit and gusto. Talk about obstacles, let's start with the impressive fact that Steve Fisher is one of the original four, who has taken part in all 15 XTERRA world championship races on the island of Maui so far. Since it's inception back in 1996, there among the many thousands of athletes who have taken part over the years, only four have ever done all fifteen races and finished each time. That fact is in itself quite impressive to think of, especially to me since I have done that incredibly demanding race 5 times myself. There was some question at the start of last years 2010 world championship race, that Steve possibly might miss competing due to a mountain bike injury suffered several weeks out, which had resulted in a dislocated shoulder. Fortunately that never came about, especially when Steve lined up there on the beach in the morning of the race for the swim start.

Steve's desire to take specific athletic, and human endurance events to the max, has officially earned him two individual Guinness Book of World Records. The first one being, for undertaking the same exact swim that I am going to do in a couple weeks time. The difference for Steve when he did it, was that he did it in the accompaniment of his two Labradors Kai and Gypsy. Their crossing of the Maui Channel in a time of 6 hours, 3 minutes, and 42 seconds, earned them all an official Guinness Book of World Record certificate.

Steve's other official Guinness Book of World Record certificate, came as a result of pulling off a monumental human achievement, that to this day I still find unbelievable. Imagine designing and constructing a personalized oceanic wind surfer, then launching off and setting sail from the coastline of California, with the final destination of Maui, Hawaii, being the final point of arrival. Steve's successful 47 day solo voyage of the aptly named vessel "Da Slippa II," set a new and different kind of standard for human achievement, that to this day I don't think has been matched much. Through rough and stormy seas, across flat and less than stellar conditions brought on by the poor visibility of heavy fog, and even under the curious and watchful eye of a few passing sharks, Steve bravely sailed alone.

The story telling and commenting on Steve's lone solo journey across the wide-open seas of the Pacific Ocean, is just as vast, and enormous as the distance he covered. I can't even begin to scratch the surface here in regards to just went through Steve's mind, while not only putting together something like this, but also personally constructing, testing, and actually following through in his record breaking effort. Thankfully though, much extensive background information, photos, as well as so much more, can be found by visiting the "Da Slippa II" web site. Some of Steve's own personal journals that he kept throughout the voyage, written and logged over the course of the entire event, can be found there as well. They alone are well worth reading just to see just what goes on in the mind and physical being of a person attempting to conquer the unimaginable. To visit Steve's web site, please click here.

Reading through some of the stuff I have blogged about, as well as looking at the photos I've posted of, and surrounding Steve, you can obviously see that I have chosen the best individual that I personally feel, is most crucial to my success in conquering my next challenge that awaits. Besides my own individual contributions comprising of physical and mental nature that is needed to do so, Steve's past athletic experience, and expertise in sailing aboard ocean waters, make him just as crucial in my mind as my own efforts. As I swim along in horizontal fashion for hours at a time, catching tiny glimpses of Capt. Steve Fisher and his boat through the small window of view from within my own swim goggles, I know he'll be guiding the way. Even though I might lose sight of him from the up and down washing machine like effects of waves and swells, I'll know that straight ahead and just out of site, that Capt. Steve will be there leading the way for me.

As always with someone like the stature and character of Capt. Steve Fisher, sitting idol to long is not an option, and or choice of personal preference. There are to many thing's to do out there in this world. Whether it is on his own behalf, or that of others, Steve continues to look for ways to live, and enjoy life. Just recently, Steve left behind the tropical islands of Hawaii so that he could venture east and work on promoting his latest effort and endeavor. The photo pictured above, shows Capt. Steve on the red carpet and attending the New Jersey Hall of Fame Awards Show. Board shorts and flip-flops were exchanged in for sharp dressed up digs, so that Steve could talk about, and promote Maui Ski Bus.com.

* Maui Ski Bus.com will travel to 100 Different Western USA/Canada Ski Resorts, for skiing and sporting pleasure. Maui Ski Bus.com will be used as transportation, accommodation, and media HQ, traveling from ski resort to ski resort during the winter of 2011/2012.

LONGTRAILAHEAD Welcome's Planet Sun

2011-08-10T08:31:00.008-04:00

Rich Costello does not need, nor always want the best of everything. Somewhere perhaps stemming from the personal belief that success must emerge from within, and not from easily obtaining widely popular and much sought after items in order to do so, leads me to that thought of thinking most of the time. Generally that is the case. There are exceptions to the rule though. Special exceptions being that, when I need guaranteed success and or top assurance in whatever theatre of operation and or event I am taking place in, top of the line products are in ordinance.

I am extremely pleased to announce and say that, Planet Sun Performance Sunscreen and UV Protection from Hawaii, is now officially part, and on board with Team Costello for my upcoming solo swim in the 2011 Maui Channel swim. I am no stranger to their wonderful, and extremely important sun care products in my life, having used their products successfully in the past on several prior trips to Hawaii. Planet Sun has just made not one, but many aspects of my pending trip to Maui in a few weeks time, that much easier. Thank you Planet Sun!

Expect to see much information, and personal notes posted here on LONGTRAILAHEAD regarding Planet Sun, and their commitment to seeing me conquer my next athletic challenge which is fastly approaching. In the mean time, to view and read more about this truly amazing company, the products, and the people who surround it, please click here or anywhere else you see their name posted, and visit their official web site.

Channel Maps

2011-08-07T11:29:00.002-04:00

Shown, are two different Earth maps depicting the swim route of my upcoming channel crossing in Hawaii. Basically you are getting an idea as to what the 10 miles or so in distance looks like from start to finish, from above. Starting from the high-water mark on the beach of Lanai, I will enter the surf and begin to swim towards the beaches of the Kaanapali beach resorts, only after the official starter raises a red flag first, then secondly a green one signaling go. My swim direction will be carefully laid out in front of me by my lone guide boat, that will be piloted by none other than two time Guinness Book of World Record holder, and distinguished multi-sport athlete himself, Captain Steve Fisher.

It would be nice to be able to swim in a straight line for this event, but this is open water I'm crossing, not a swimming pool. Factors to seriously weigh in mostly are currents, chop, swells, and prevailing winds, which could all throw that proverbial monkey wrench into the equation. Notice how I left out athletic fatigue and other possible issues that just might in their very own way, cause some sort of distraction during the entire time span of my swim? Either way despite what possibly could be faced, I am completely at ease with having a seasoned veteran such as Captain Steve, to successfully lead me the right way straight through and onto a successful finish at Black Rock.

For more detailed information entirely on the 2011 Maui Channel Swim, click here. At the hidden link you will find so much more information such as, other detailed maps, basic swim information, past swimmers personal testimonials, as well as much other cool stuff. A stop by this web official site, will really give you a good idea and feel, as to what goes on in wanting to take on a challenge such as this.

Honoring Thy Father

2011-08-06T13:27:00.006-04:00

Still being relatively new to everything that encompasses the world of all thing's Zappa, I find myself being affected in many ways, by the personal efforts in which Dweezil Zappa carries on his fathers musical legacy. The carrying on of such a rich past of musical treasure in today's world has essentially wound up being something of a most important life mission for Dweezil I suppose, and have come to thinking after much inner thought. Back in the day and long before my most recent dive into musical exploration, I was quite familiar with Dweezil Zappa. Growing up in the 80's, during the inception and explosion of the universally popular music video channel MTV, Dweezil was a performer who frequently could be found contributing his powerful and easily recognizable guitar riffs, on many different and various projects showcased there. Remember Don Johnson's, aka Sonny Crockett from the hip television show Miami Vice, little contribution into musical greatness of one hit wonders? The widely popular and chart-topping song "Heartbeat," contained some pretty mean and fierce guitar work, brought forth by none other than Dweezil. To this very day, that song when heard, continues to be cranked up in loud and generous manner by all, whether a closet fan or not. Admit it, you know the song I speak of, and like as well!

But still despite varying success found, Dweezil felt a calling and responded by venturing onto a new path of artistic travel. I've watched in person and on DVD, his explanation of how he took off an entire two years, so that he may learn his late father's recorded material. The goal being to bring to and enlighten old and new fans alike, to the wonderful and amazing work of Frank Zappa. The resulting act in which formed, Zappa Plays Zappa, has been not only a success for fans, but also in the way it has solely resurrected renewed interest in the brilliantly mastered musical productions of his father Frank.

There is so much to see and hear at a Zappa Plays Zappa show. The musical talent assembled that graces the stage, presents so much to the fans in a fast and furious manner, that at times it's hard to figure out who is contributing what individual part. Through it all though standing there front and center, you can clearly see Dweezil enjoying it all. Basking in his own presentation of melodic greatness, I feel you can obviously see a down to earth individual who is moved on so many numerous fronts, yet quietly humbled by the chosen mission at hand. Sir, you are to be commended for what you do! Take assurance that your personal efforts are indeed working, and that at the very least, I thank you very much for them! I don't think I'm alone though in my own thoughts by the warm response witnessed by all the fans in attendance. Poor photography skills or just plain nervousness in the post show picture below, I really don't know? The next Zappa Plays Zappa performance I attend though, I will try and remedy that for sure.

Accept No Substitutes

2011-08-01T08:34:00.002-04:00

I didn't even look at my ticket stub until after the show had finished, when I saw something printed on it that had caught my eye. It read, " Accept No Substitutes." Feeling rather blown away and speechless at having just seen the live performance of Dweezil Zappa Plays Zappa show at the State Theatre in Easton, PA, I felt just that. Accept No Substitutes!

This was the second time I had seen this act in the past eight months. My first initial indoctrination being this past December, was an experience of a new-found discovery music wise. My account of attending that amazing performance, can be found by clicking here.

The show at Easton's State Theatre, picked up right where the previous show I had attended at Glenside's Keswick Theatre, left off. Even before the performance started, the vibe amongst all those seated in house, contained an exciting buzz swirling about in anticipation of what was soon to come. When the house lights dimmed, the band immediately kicked into action, with Dweezil casually stepping out onto stage shortly there after. Almost immediately, I found myself being captivated yet once again at what was unfolding before my eyes and ears. Allowing myself to be swept up in the state of rhythmical euphoria, I sat back and soaked it all in like a sponge.

One song after another, came forth as though being part of some form of musical blitzkrieg of Frank Zappa material. Some songs still remained unknown to me since there is so many to choose from, but others have become more familiar to me after sinking my teeth into past cataloged material. A personal highlight, and favorite for that matter, was the inclusion of the song "Dancin Fool," in this shows set list. This was the first song I ever heard performed by Frank Zappa back in the day when I was much younger, so it was pretty cool to hear that one orchestrated live.

You really have to attend one of these shows to get an actual appreciation of just what all goes on when attending a "Zappa Plays Zappa" performance. Listening to all the exceptional material and how it comes across now, makes me ponder back and think of just how ingeniously advanced Frank Zappa really was. I guess I would say in my own opinion that he was one truly adroit musical genius!

Of course for Mr. Dweezil Zappa to pull all this off, he is in need of a very heavy supportive cast of players surrounding him. He certainly has them already assembled and put in place. I could easily sit here and speak of each individual band members talents and contributions to this cause of enlightening and continuing on for new and old fans sake, with the recordings of Frank Zappa material, but that would take on another life in itself in this review. I must though mention two individual performing artists who just simply left me mesmerized throughout the entire show, start to finish. Main vocalist Ben Thomas, is chock full of all sorts of performing greatness. It seems that there just isn't anything he doesn't do during the course of these presentations of Zappa material. How does he remember all the stuff that he is required to know in order to contribute to his assigned part, I wonder? Having seen him perform only twice so far, I can clearly say that he is now easily one of my favorite vocalists! The same can almost be said for drummer Joe Travers as well. Why is it that this fucking guy is not more well known than he is now? It seems impossible for me right now to even get into how masterly this guy is when it comes to meticulously incorporating his own individual contribution.

For now though another show has ended, and I am now left to once again bask in the post wave of "Zappa-ness" that quickly follows. Thankfully now though unlike in the past, I now have an assortment of various music and DVDs to feast on, until we next meet again. In the mean time, so long friends and thanks for another memorable visit...safe travels to you all and see you next time!

Sea Girt 1.3 Mile Ocean Swim

2011-07-31T11:23:00.000-04:00

The wonderful northern shore community of Sea Girt, was the latest stop on my open water swim calender yesterday morning. Just a quick an easy drive found me arriving in the Monmouth County borough location for what was billed as a one mile ocean swim, that actually turned out being 1.3 miles instead. The small added distance didn't matter to me at all in the grand scheme of things, with all the mileage I've been putting in lately in preparation for my upcoming channel crossing. If anything, it was simply just a little bit more of fun to be had in the Atlantic surf, on a lovely Saturday this last weekend in July.

For the second week in a row, weather conditions were ideal for the early morning start of the race. The water temperature of 72 degrees, was a bit warmer than the previous weeks outing just a hop, skip, and jump down the coastline in Manasquan. Blue skies sprinkled with white clouds, filled the sky as the ever-present and powerful rising sun, served notice as to what was in store later on in the afternoon and daytime hours heat wise.

Lined up and standing atop the sandy berm, swimmers listened for the signal that started the race. In no time, a short dash into surf and the group was off. The full course was laid out in a way that had swimmers traveling down the coastline, rounding two separate yellow markers, then returning back up in a northern direction to the original first marker. My solid history of open water siting skills had me reaching each marker in a straight line, without drifting off course that much. I finished the race after exiting the water and hurriedly running through two flags, surrounded by cheering supporters. My overall time of 33 minutes, and 28 seconds, was just 10 minutes exactly off the winning time of the day. Post race food and awards followed before drawing this well run, and extremely fun sporting event, to a close. Next up for me is the annual Belmar ocean mile in two weeks time.

The Channel Swimmers

2011-07-25T08:41:00.001-04:00

A few years back, a fellow swimmer who ended up turning out to be a most trusted mentor swim wise, forwarded to me a link that featured an amazing story on channel swimmers. It came from a Hawaiian airline publication called Hana Hou! The incredible story, details the mindset and athleticism of several different swimmers who specialize in these long distance swims, across some of Hawaii's widest and deepest channels. Certainly a must read even for those who do not swim in open water! The entire article, can be found by clicking right here.

Keep in mind when starting to read the first few paragraphs of the article, that you shouldn't be frightened, and or form any opinions regarding ones mental status, who chooses to undertake such extreme sporting challenges in the wide-open deep blue sea. Now with that out of the way, let's not forget that this coming week brings the much anticipated television series called " Shark Week, " to the Discovery Channel. Starting July 31, the Discovery Channel offers up a weeks long schedule of informative programs on one of the most feared creatures to inhabit the ocean. How exciting! I know I'll be tuning in, how about you?

Manasquan Warrior 2011 Ocean Mile Swim

2011-07-24T11:51:00.001-04:00

The wonderful shore resort of Manasquan, New Jersey, held it's 2011 Warrior ocean mile swim yesterday, on a most splendid July morning for all those assembled. On the neatly groomed beach, families and friends in droves, as well as a large turn out of nearly 200 competitors, readied for the early morning challenge of swimming and supporting an ocean mile swim.

Shortly before the start of the race, word was spreading amongst excited swimmers gathered at the starting point of how a small shark was sited in the shoreline surf. This news, did little to dampen the spirits of all those, ranging in ages young to old, from wanting to get thing's underway. Thus with two simple commands, "swimmers ready, swimmers go," we were off! Into the breaking surf and past on coming waves towards the first buoy the charging bunch went.

Water temps felt comfortable to me, but I knew that once athletic effort commenced, the cool feeling of said water would dissipate rather quickly. Looking at marine data collected later this night, race time temperatures revealed water in the 62-64 degree range. not bad with the current hot weather being experienced across much of the nation! My form felt pretty good once I rounded the first marker. The straight course hugging the coast in a northerly direction, gave me a perfect opportunity to stretch out my long sinewy arms and legs. With building speed I cruised along comfortably and unimpeded. Constant effort and great siting, had me arriving at the second marker in short time. With a quick left hand turn, it was a sprint through the crashing surf and short run up through to the finish line, crowded with a large vocal group of all those congregated.

There was no official timing done for this event, only placings earned by receiving individually marked popsicle sticks upon completion. The event was run extremely well, and was sooo much fun to partake in. I certainly would recommend this affair to others swimmers in the future. As for me, I was very happy with my performance in this first ocean swim scheduled locally. During much of the swim, I just kept thinking of how this distance, was but a small fraction in what lies ahead for me in Hawaii. A good way to start off my small schedule of local events planned.

Channel Preparations Strengthen

2011-07-24T10:10:00.000-04:00

With roughly one months time to go until I depart for Hawaii, things are really starting to get busy for me on many different levels, as I ready myself for a solo crossing at the 2011 Maui Channel swim. So at this time, we'll take a look at what the next 30 odd days or so has in store for me, as I move forward in taking my next big step, and adventure mind you, in the thrilling athletic discipline that is open water swimming. The LONGTRAILAHEAD blog from this point, will focus on and be dedicated entirely to this event.

Pool Training - As the month of July departs, August's arrival signals that only two big distance, time building swims are left in regards to indoor pool training. Good thing to since the scenery has been getting pretty boring. The underwater view that is pictured above, is exactly what I see while doing endless amount of laps, over and over in the 50 meter pool where I train. I've pretty much kept to the same lane for all my training, swimming back and forth for hours at a time in preparation. Indoor pool training does not produce the same conditions that will be experienced come swim day water-wise, only the opportunity to condition the body and mind for the guaranteed long hours to be expected. The black painted lane-line eroding from constant submersion in chlorinated water, soon will give way to an active underwater landscape, bursting full of the most amazing colors and sea life. It's directional purpose as well, guiding swimmers like me along from end to end in marked lanes, will be replaced by a rented boat and seasoned pilot, charting my exact swim route.

Local Open Water Ocean Events - Late July, through mid August, I will take part in at least 3 separate ocean swims down at the New Jersey shore. These swims are really being used to simply have fun, and of course, test different variations of swim form before leaving for Hawaii. Expect to see commentary from each event posted here throughout the coming month.

Logistical/Support & Sponsors - As to be expected, there is much to do on top of what has already been done. Just about all travel has been secured, as well as procuring a boat and pilot, that lone specific being paramount for me in this effort. In the coming weeks, I will introduce my support crew for this swim, as well as individual sponsors who are helping me in my next herculean athletic effort.

Projected Illusions of Advertisement

2011-07-12T23:29:00.000-04:00

Quick, take a minute or so and look at the photo depicted in the advertisement above of the Suzuki GRAND VITARA suv, then promptly think of the thoughts that come to mind from viewing such an ad.

A few things that stick out right away, are 1, definite tropical location. 2, hardcore conditions, and 3, extreme sports. Alright, if you find yourself to be an avid outdoor enthusiasts, or simply some sort of weekend warrior, you most certainly have to find this ad a little interesting right? I mean regardless weather being male or female, the exact nature of this advertisement should arouse the inner grizzly in just about anyone I'm thinking. Heck, it clearly reads in bold print just below - IT'S READY FOR ANYTHING. ARE YOU? The ensuing informational paragraph even goes on to describe certain hazardous and challenging driving conditions using such terms as - bone-jarring, charging up mountain road, or creating your own road when forced to, in written description. Treacherous terrain and rugged surroundings are also mentioned as well in other situations.

"Wow, looking at the scenario pictured and reading the brief synopses, I'm thinking I have to get me one of these little off-road monsters! Clearly the possibilities of discovering some outdoor nirvana, and the broader picture of taming the inner savage beast that rages from within, can only come from transportation and operation of the GRAND VITARA." The tenacious talk and illusions of adventure combined is enough to sell almost anyone seeking and searching for a little adventure in life.

The big problem I find with this misleading ad is, how come the tiny small print at the bottom of the photo reads quote - GRAND VITARA as shown in the Ultimate Wave: Tahiti movie. Do not attempt. Highly skilled professional driver under controlled conditions. Crossing a river can be dangerous. En quote.

Suzuki what gives, If I'm up for anything, why shouldn't your GRAND VITARA be as well. And for that matter, why are you using highly skilled professional drivers under controlled conditions to advertise this alleged, I can tackle anything that you throw at me type of vehicle, in an ad that is marketed to the un-professional drivers who will most likely be expected to buy it?

Safe Journey Friend

2011-07-11T09:32:00.005-04:00

Sadly, the time to depart from a beloved dear old friend has yet come once again. My family is ever so thankful for the time we had with not only Ceaser, but Lorenzo as well. I can't even begin to tell you how much unconditional love and devotion these two dogs brought into our lives. Thinking about it now I guess is kind of two fold, since basically they gave what they got it seems looking back. Now for the first time in almost 15 years, our home must move slowly forward without a pet being present. At this moment right now, that absense seems like the toughest obstacle for us to overcome, but eventually we will in time.

In order to keep some form of normalcy in my life, I chose to continue on with daily plans of exercising on the very day that Ceaser passed. When I went to the park yesterday for a bike ride, I allowed myself the time to think of all the many wonderful thoughts and memories, brought forth from the experience of owning pets. Yes I would be lying if I said there was no tears, there certainly was. The natural release is only human after suffering such an emotional loss. Thankfully though, I was far off the beaten path and deep in the woods so that nobody could see.

My time spent mountain biking in the park yesterday ended up being more therapeutic than I could have ever imagined. The outstanding weather conditions had forced many local residents throughout the local community, to take to the outdoors for some fun in the sun. Despite the hot temperatures already being experienced, my heart was warmed ever so much by the overwhelming site of dogs and their owners, everywhere I turned. The overall numbers seemed to be larger on this day, than what are normally at the park I noticed. Dogs of all ages and sizes, happily walking, and playing outside in the company of their owners. Simply enjoying life. As I drove by and observed all those interactions between each individual pet and owner, I thought endlessly of the same love and devotion Ceaser gave unto me throughout his life.

The thought of those cherished memories and special bonds shared, wound up being more comforting than I could have ever imagined this very day. A day that I needed them most.

Worth a Thousand Words

2011-06-28T08:49:00.004-04:00

Well actually, what I really meant to say was...worth five thousand, nine hundred, and seventy views. 5970 views, excuse me? Okay, so I guess some further explanation is due here since by now your most probably asking yourself, what the heck is he talking about?

Today I took a little online walk through my picasa photo galleries that houses all the photographs found posted on this LONGTRAILAHEAD blog, in order to find out which photo is the most popular with my followers. Individual visits to each photo are collected and posted at the bottom of each picture, making it real easy to tell how many views the picture has, which is pretty cool I think. So anyway, today I was surprised to find out that the most viewed photo, belongs to none other than Mr. Eric Heiden himself. Talk about being surprised!

The specific photograph I am talking about, comes from a September 2008 blog titled - "Eric Heiden, are you serious?" The original blog which can be found by clicking here, tells the simple tale of how whilst down in my own basement, an old medical book was found stored away that featured then competitive cyclist, Eric Heiden on the cover. To beef up the oringinal post a bit, I included some quotes found online from Eric Heiden that I thought to be very interesting, taken from way back in his Olympic glory days, and threw them in.

General Maintenance

2011-06-26T15:06:00.002-04:00

With a break in active travel & competition, I recently took the time to do a little general maintenance on the XTC 29'er that I'm figuring was about due. A years worth of training on local trails, and a well traveled schedule of point series racing last year, had left the Avid hydraulic brakes feelin a bit spongy and certainly due for some much needed care and attention. Basically some TLC so to speak. To keep braking at it's most operative last year, I had replaced the brakes pads a few times during the season just so I would not have to worry about it while being away. The constant changing of brake pads though, only goes so far before the time has to be set aside for them to be properly bled. The reference in the terms of "bleeding brakes," only means actively removing and air that is floating around in the system, which any true mountain biker will know, feels very spongy and soft when applying pressure on a brake lever that is outfitted with hydraulic disc brakes.

The proper tools are needed to accomplish this quick, and easy job. Specifically ones that are made for Avid disc brakes, the kind which our found on my Giant XTC 1. The Avid bleed kit comes complete with all essential items needed in undertaking this procedure. Other supplies such as gloves, rags - in my case I love to use old socks, and a rubber band need to apply pressure to the brake lever, can easily be found or obtained from within ones own house.

In no time, the free air found in the braking system is captured and removed via syringe. New fluid is then flushed through the system completing the transfusion. Returning the individual bleed screws and re-installing the brake pads inside the caliper is the last things to do, besides cleaning up the the tools and work space. A quick wipe down on the areas worked around with some water, assures that the corrosive compounds of the Dot 4 brake fluid, will not be a problem to mountain bike paint and decals. All that's left is a quick test drive out front, which quickly shows braking action to feel solid and complete. Just barely is finger pressure is applied when the brakes react instantly, success!

Job well done for the amature bike mechanic in the home shop, both mountain bike and owner feeling very happy!

History Surrounds Me

2011-06-25T09:54:00.005-04:00

One of the last thing's to do before pulling out of Richmond on the recent return trip, was to make a stop at the location that held the resting remains of several important historical figures of the United States storied past. Easily found right off of South Cherry Street, and only a short drive from the XTERRA race venue, Hollywood Cemetery was a location that I had been thinking about visiting for sometime now. Clearly my great interest in all the famed individuals found immortalized in statue on Richmond's Monument Ave, specifically one Major General James Ewell Brown Stuart, had my interests peaked into seeing some more of the cities rich history. Situated above and over looking the James River, Hollywood Cemetery offered many incredible views of the landscapes of downtown Richmond, that blended together perfectly in a past & present mixture from where I was standing. Blue sky and warm temperature, made for ideal strolling conditions throughout the grounds this day amongst the accompanied serenade of birds found perched high above in the surrounding trees. With this last blog of photographic capture, I bid adu for now to a most favorite and loved city. Till we meet again...

The inscription on the bottom of J.E.B. & Flora Cooke Stuart's foot marker reads: THEY SO LIVED IN THIS LIFE THAT IN THE WORLD TO COME THEY HAVE LIFE EVERLASTING. I found this line pretty interesting to ponder on in regards to just how much I have read, that J.E.B. Stuart actually had accomplished in his young 31 years on Earth. Undeniable one brave, and generously bearded man of historical significance in Richmond's past.

Two of our nations highest elected leaders, can be found resting in a section that is called the President's Circle. The fifth, and tenth President's of the United States of America, can be found in close proximity to each other, on the grounds of Hollywood Cemetery. One of the original founding fathers of the Unites States, and champion of the "Monroe Doctrine," James Monroe, is one, and John Tyler is another. Monroe's tomb has been declared a U.S. National Landmark, while Tyler is looked upon to be the only President to die outside of the United States, since Richmond, Virginia, was part of the confederate states at the time of his death, in the year 1862.

Of exceptional structural note, is the 90 foot granite pyramid that was constructed in 1869. The memorial is dedicated to the thousands of confederate soldiers, nearly 18,000 plus, who are interred on the grounds of Hollywood Cemetery. Quite an impressive site to stand directly beneath and marvel at, while thinking about it's laborious construction.

" The Places "

2011-06-21T22:11:00.101-04:00

Back at the beginning of April, I wrote a blog about why specifically the sport of triathlon seemed like such an obvious choice for me to continue participating in, each year after year. That blog which can be found by clicking here, really came to fruition after finally sitting back this past off season, and taking the time to contemplate why I find the sport of triathlon so worthy of my vested interests. My conclusions regarding this, came about by comparing memories of many years past as a child, and the natural sporting movements that not only I, but most likely everyone else experienced in youth as well, to the same identical ones that currently take me on an exciting ride of athletic challenge and personal discovery worldwide.

The healthy effects derived from and active lifestyle, are just one aspect of being involved in a multi-sport event. As it has been eluded to in the past in many a previous blogs, the " places " it takes you to as well, equally add as much in their own right as compared! Let's take my recent trip down to Richmond, Virginia for example. Though I have been there numerous times solely for sporting purposes, I never grow tired of visiting Monument Ave, and taking the time to let myself get lost in thoughts of historical nature. I have as well since I hold a special fondness for the city of Richmond, promised myself that each and every time I return, that I will take the time to stop by Monument Ave, and try to capture these mesmerising pieces of tribute in different pose. Somewhat like trying to photograph the Golden Gate Bridge from every imaginable angle, when I visited the city of San Francisco, a few years back. It never gets any older for me as I always come up with an exciting new view, on how to capture every single location. With that, it leaves me to thinking this...

On this planet, there is so much to see and do. Why would anybody just wanna sit still? How appropriate to let my personal involvement with competitive athletics in the sport of off road triathlons, be the main driving force to so many wonderful sights and sounds, that only by visiting such places can offer!

Local Bike Shop Recommendation

2011-06-19T23:45:00.004-04:00

For those of you who are out there that are genuine cycling enthusiasts across this vast United States, you know...the kind who are pretty keen on all the different aspects of cycling offered, surely know that you'll be surrounded in your own local area by many retailers who specialize in all thing's two-wheeled that we so love. Some bike shops clearly and commonly known amongst your own communities, rising head and shoulders above the rest. For many various reasons, we frequent these favored, and cherished locations if you can find them, because of Brands, on hand stock, knowledge and friendliness of staff, and of course personal recommendation. At this point, I'd like to tell you about a local bike shop to me that just last week, I happened to stumble on...well sort of you could kind of say.

My road traveled to the Abington Wheel Wright Bike Shop, started last week when I was looking to replace some stock items on my main race bike. Some worn out handle bar grips due to a vigorous 2010 racing season, needed replacing big time. Of course trying to keep thing's pretty much stock on the bike, I clicked on the link to Giant USA that is located on the right hand side of my main blog page, and searched out the nearest retailer responsible for all thing's concerning Giant Bicycle products.

With the specific item model in mind, I started placing phone calls to two separate local Bucks County retailers listed, via the online store finder found on Giant's web site. The first shop owner told me politely, that it just wasn't possible to order just one pair of handle grips, that they only had to come in a bulk shipment. He did assure me though that he had plenty of other after market items in stock that could fill the same void. Clearly I wasn't interested in these products. The second bike shop, simply just kept putting me on hold, only to switch me from one employee to another, each continuing to put me on hold, then finally just flat out disconnecting the call all together. Most bizarre about this specific bike shop's behavior in that when I tried to phone back after being disconnected, I just kept getting re-routed to the answering machine???? Seemed kind of funny to me but, I mean c'mon, it's only a pair of handle bar grips that I wanted, what's the big deal?

Luckily third time was a charm for me in that I found Abington Wheel Wright Bike Shop. In no time at all, the friendly female store representative, happily took my order and all pertinent information regarding this transaction. Sure enough in two days as promised, another store representative phoned to say the grips had come in. That was pretty simple I thought as I grabbed my car keys and headed on over to the store! Now I had driven by this bike store in the past, but never stopped in. So I was eager to stop in and take a look around. Once arrived, I was immediately blown away buy the inside set-up, stock availability, and simply the overall atmosphere found. An added bonus this day as well since I was with small child, was that they also offered a small section that was set aside and supplied with toys, for smaller children to play with while parents, and in my case...grandparents, shopped away. Very nice touch indeed!

My overall experience was one of an extremely positive nature in dealing with the wonderful staff at AWWBS. Their dedication in addressing and supplying individual customer needs, is exactly what ends up bringing someone like me back in, eventually bringing in thousands of dollars worth of business on future purchases. In today's struggling economy, it's a wonder to me why any retailer would want to turn away business, let alone risking negative consumer feedback, regardless of no matter how big or how small that specific customers needs are.

In the mean time, I will continue from now on to shop at AWWBS for all my on hand local business regarding cycling needs. I encourage those situated nearby, or those simply passing through, to stop in and take a look around this interesting bike store. It's well worth the trip. Directions and a whole bunch of other pertinent store info, can be found by clicking on the Abington Wheel Wrights Bike Shop official page, which can be found here.

Talking Flex, and the Commitment

2011-06-17T12:48:00.001-04:00

One of the exciting thing's about the recent trip down to Richmond, was the opportunity I had to personally talk with many of the individuals who stopped by the Xterra Flex booth, expressing interest regarding the use and subsequent results found in using the joint supplement product Xterra Flex. Hanging out under the tent inside the main expo compound with X-Flex account manager Nick Wilson, we listened to time and time again, stories told to us of individuals who suffer from persistent pain and discomfort in various joint locations. It was inspiring not only to me, but I'm sure Nick as well, to listen to all the incredible stories coming forth from these passionate people, who continue on with living an active lifestyle, despite suffering from the daily pain and general discomfort they all experience. Not surprising to hear from them all, was the recurring theme that was present in each and every story told, that being the in-effective results being found through the usage of other old and out-dated products currently on the market being used.

Fortunately time changes everything. Generally most times, it is in a positive way to that these changes take place. In the expanding field of health supplement's, extensive research and product development each year, continually guarantees that these changes will take place. The resulted success that is now being found in the joint supplement Xterra Flex by many individuals due to the benefits and usage of Hyaluronan - a natural joint fluid that our own bodies create, which can help aid and restore where degenerative changes have started to take place - continues to grow in popularity.

So as words spreads and interest grows, don't let yourself, or your joints for that matter, be left out. If you love living an active lifestyle, or simply suffer from daily pain and discomfort, at the very least I say, make the commitment and try using Xterra Flex today. Just recently active athletes and skeptics alike, received free samples of Xterra Flex while stopping by the X-Flex booth while in Richmond. Complete product explanation by X-Flex account manager Nick Wilson, and stories of others successful use, as well as my own, offered examples of hope that sent many recipients of samples given away, enthusiastically looking forward to trying it on their own over the next couple of weeks. Needless to say, I am looking very foward to the follow-up that is returned in the coming weeks from this new wave of users resulting from the Xterra Flex talk session in Richmond. I'll keep you posted.

DNF @ XTERRA East Championship

2011-06-13T20:39:00.001-04:00

My first return to athletic competition post my recent fractured ankle injury just a month prior, resulted in a DNF at the XTERRA East Championship event. My withdraw from the race ironically that came exactly one month to the date of the aforementioned injury, did not come from any issues regarding my mending right ankle, but rather resulted from dehydration and low fitness levels that could not be over come. A less than stellar performance in the water on the zig-zagging swim course, gave way to the first lap of the bike course that seemed to fall apart the further I pressed on. Despite taking in what was thought to be ample amounts of fluid and energy fuel, the decision was made halfway through the second bike loop, to end this days suffering in lue of much more extensive hydration and nutrients. It was the right thing to do. The trip down south to Richmond was still eventful in other areas which really made for a wonderful time whilst visiting this amazing city yet once again. Over the course of the next few day I expect to post up some reports and cool discoveries searched out and found during this years stay.

Recovered for Richmond

2011-06-07T09:21:00.008-04:00

Roughly 4 weeks after suffered what was believed to be a possible fractured right ankle, I'm finally ready and expected to make my way down south in order to participate in the first race of this 2011 season. This coming Sunday's XTERRA's East Championship race promises to be as tough as ever, as I maneuver through the many rugged technical sections, that will pose a challenge to my newly mended ankle. This years race, features a longer bike section that will be comprised of two 10 mile laps, that can be seen in the course map above.

Also at this years race, I am excited to be taking part in a talk story session on the joint supplement product XTERRAFlex, inside the tent at the main expo compound, on Saturday morning at 10:00am. Coverage of this event, as well as other race related happenings, can be found by clicking here, on XTERRAFlex's official web site. Just look for the facebook link at the top right-hand side of the page.

Featured Ad's and Brochures

2011-05-27T11:22:00.002-04:00

Despite losing the controversial beard that caused such a ruckus in the off road triathlon world last year, I am proud to say that for now, the beard lives on! New print ads, as well as a product informational brochure, are now being circulated all over to god knows where, show casing myself in said material. Above, you can see the current magazine ad for Paul Mitchell's campaign for raising funds for the Challenged Athletes Foundation. Two photos taken from last years XTERRA world championship race in Maui, shows the before and after images, in the final moments of the " SHAVE IT or SAVE IT " campaign.

Below, is the new marketing brochure for the wonderful joint supplement product XTERRA Flex, as well as a one page print ad that features all the products available through the XTERRA organization. For better viewing, just click on each photo and enlarge it. To see or read more on either Paul Mitchell's efforts to raise awareness through the XTERRA organization, or learn more about the incredible joint Supplement XTERRA Flex - where you can also see my promotional TV commercial filmed earlier on this year and now running across North America, click on the links provided on the side bar.

0-2 In the month of May

2011-05-14T17:38:00.002-04:00

Yet again as in many weeks, a second scheduled race for the month of May is being missed in this 2011 race season. This time, a lower leg injury suffered in a backyard accident, wound up being the main reason for my pulling out of Sunday's offering of the " King Of The Hill " off road triathlon race, being held in Lebanon, New Jersey. Hopes and expectations were high as I paid a visit to the same emergency department in which I work for a set of x-rays of the severely swollen injured right ankle. I was pleased to see in my first initial view of the films, that no major brakes were suffered. Unfortunately though after a second viewing was made by a radiologist, a report was given back that an avulsion fracture had been suffered. The x-ray above, shows what appears to be a small osseous fracture (tiny bone chip) at the base of the fibula bone, on the left hand side. Though extremely disappointed in being placed in a soft cast, I still left the ER with some hope that a visit to an Orthopedist the next day, would end up reveling much better news than was was originally surmised.

My appointment to the orthopedist specialist yielded some great news after examination and discussion. Most rewarding to me personally, was that the ankle joint was intact, and that I did not need to be placed in a cast for 6-8 weeks. I really dreaded the thought of that because I knew it would completely take me out of the picture of basically doing all the thing's I love to do in life. A plan of recovery action was suggested with the main course of healing being R.I.C.E - rest, ice, compression, elevation, with follow-up to the orthopedist in one weeks time for re-evaluation.

Now, I look forward to taking advantage of my athletic state in regards to healing quickly, and moving forward past this minor set back suffered. Main focus switches to the much bigger picture that lies ahead as I work on recovery. Though my right ankle is grossly swollen right now, I can already see signs of minor flexibility returning to the damaged area brought forth through stretching in between icings. As mentioned to a others in the last two days, this isn't the worst ankle injury I've ever suffered. In comparison, I can only go by the injury I obtained while filming the adventurous reality TV show Nevada Passage in 2006, while rodeo-riding a 1000lb range cow on the second day of shooting. The pain suffered, and post effects of the injured area, where by far much greater than my current injury. The two photos below, show the state of my ankle just days after the incident, while continuing on with the completion of filming.

Back On Track

2011-05-04T09:08:00.001-04:00

An unexpected bought of sickness that lasted just under 48 hours this past weekend, unfortunately arrived unannounced in the wee early morning hours ahead of my first scheduled race of the season. This event resulted in me withdrawing from the inaugural XTERRA Jersey Devil race. Just a few short days later, I am pleased to be feeling much better and happy to be back in the swing of thing's with a return to daily exercise. Good thing to as this Friday I am scheduled to undertake my next long distance bi-weekly swim in preparation for the Maui Channel Swim.

Taking The Next Step

2011-04-24T21:36:00.003-04:00

The 'Au'au Channel that is located between the island of Lanai, and Maui, is full of many colorful things in it's dreamy blue depths. Many various specie of marine life call this tropical place home. On the channel floor, coral formations, as well as old remnants of many years past, make up the bulging watery landscape. Perhaps if searched long and hard enough, one might even find some sunken treasure.

Standing on the beach looking across the channel surface from Lanai to Maui, you'd be looking at roughly 9.5 miles in distance, if you were to say...thinking of swimming it. The 9.5 miles of course, would be if you were able to swim in a direct straight line, not with standing the effects of open water ocean currents, swells, and chop.

Swimming that distance is exactly what I plan to do, on Saturday, September 3, when I take part in the 2011 Maui Channel Swim. Under the direction and leading escort of Capt. Steve Fisher, himself a finisher of this same swim, and multiple holder of several Guinness Book Of World Records, I will make the solo crossing.

This next step in my goal of conquering the eventual crossing of the famed and historically known "Mount Everest" of open water swimming, the English Channel, brings me even closer to what I expect, will be the greatest sporting achievement of my entire life! Event specific training for the Maui Channel Swim has already begun, amidst the preparations of my standard off road triathlon racing season on the XTERRA circuit, which also starts one week from today. Over the coming months, I will post up much more info regarding the specifics on this years event, as well as the surrounding supporters on my team for this effort, in what promises to be a amazing journey.

Why The Sport Of Triathlon?

2011-04-03T22:58:00.002-04:00

The dormancy and doldrums of the winter months leave a lot of time for me to think about the recently just finished race season, and all the things surrounding it. Thoughts of an entire years athletic performance, as well as where I am going in the future as an individual competitor, obviously occupy the first few weeks off. As time moves forward towards the new year, I slide easily into the excesses of holiday indulgence, and the minimalist of sporting activity. It is a much needed break during this time that allows me to leave behind all that excitement and give my body a much needed rest, which mentally and physically is very important since it is not my full time paying job. Unfortunately though that short lay-off still does come with a heavy price sorry to say. Added pounds in body weight soon begin to add up like accumulating snow totals, and fitness levels fall to unspeakable lows which makes for much tougher conditioning come crunch time in the new year.

Still though despite this slip into some form of hedonistic behavior, the urge that keeps drawing me back year after year each time, completely wanting more and more, still exists.

Think back to when you were a child yourself, think of some the coolest things you did to enjoy yourself while playing outside? I wondered about that same question myself this past winter a bit, and surprisingly it was quite clear to me almost immediately. Literally! I thought back and remembered all the swimming, biking, and running I did. Time spent in and by the pool, learning the new found freedom of travel by learning to ride a bike, and absolutely running amuck all over the neighborhood with other friends, clearly occupied massive amounts of time over my childhood.

So it just seems so logical that as an adult, that the only natural thing to do is return to the motions of what we loved so much as children. The thing's that made us feel the greatest, the hobbies that kept us so energetic in our youthful, growing years. Just look at the photo posted above of a father and son participating together that I captured in Hawaii last year. Two completely different generations taking part in a simple running event, transcending the age gap. Today's active participation through training and competition in the sport of triathlon does just that. It takes me back, and forward much further than I ever could have imagined.

To be continued....

Gearing Up For April

2011-03-27T21:51:00.034-04:00

I finally got some steady riding in this past weekend as the rapidly approaching month of April gets ready to arrive on the yearly calender. Just in time to as it promises to be a busy one for sure. Four separate mountain bike pre-rides at two completely different venues for upcoming XTERRA races, spread out over the course of four opposite weekends, are waiting ahead. From deep within the sandy Northern Pine Barrens of Barnagat, to jarringly up and over the rocky trails of Round Valley Recreational Center, each outing will serve as a training ride used for the purpose of learning course familiarization, for any or all expected race participants choosing to take advantage of these great opportunities in race preparation.

PHILLIPS - SAISSE - PALLADINO

2011-02-20T23:07:00.001-05:00

A little over a week ago or so while perusing around online, I happened to find a announcement regarding an upcoming local show, that was being held relatively right down the road from my house. The live concert event would mark the first-ever appearance on American soil, of the somewhat newly formed jazz & funk band titled PSP. Comprised of some serious musical talent that is much sought after, and previous prior association with some popular acts such as "The Who, Toto, and John Mayer," this two hour event promised to be well worth the price of admission alone for all those who attended. As expected once underway, drummer Simon Phillips, keyboardist Philippe Saisse, and bassist Pino Palladino, waisted no time in grabbing the favor of all those assembled inside the bar area of club HAVANA, with their infectious groove, and individual displays of musical skill. At times during the lengthy set, the energy put forth from the trio clearly represented accurately the expectations of drummer Simon Phillips request that, "you better put your seat belts on for this one." Other select cuts such as a Pino Palladino composition titled "What's Wrong With You," and a delightful track highlighted by keyboardist Philippe Saisse vocal inclusion, called "Sack of Potato's," elicited warm response.

Of worthy note in mention regarding drummer Simon Phillips in that, Simon has always been for many years one of the main artists that supports TAMA Drums and percussion products. It is through my own long overdue return to drumming recently, and subsequent weekly viewing of TAMA's official web site, that I was able to find out all about this accomplished artists stop in the immediate area. Conveniently in the backyard of TAMA's local U.S. distribution site, and amidst a room chock full of drumming enthusiasts and company personnel, Simon clearly delivered the goods yet once again in a most impressive manner on his star classic TAMA drum kit.

The XTERRA Flex TV Commercial

2011-02-16T22:05:00.001-05:00

Just A Little Bit Longer

2011-02-13T20:07:00.002-05:00

Now coldly in the short sun lighted days and long dark nights of sporting inactivity, I find myself surviving in the thorough of old man winter, happily thinking about much warmer times lying ahead.

Before long, it will be time for the blissful bloom of spring to unfold all around, ushering in and welcoming a much anticipated return to daily outdoor exercise. " Yee-ha! "

Talking Xterra Flex at AETA International Fair

2011-01-30T21:02:00.005-05:00

I had the most fortunate opportunity to be invited to attend the AETA International Fair today, that was being held in the Philadelphia area. This 3 day trade show held at the greater Philadelphia Expo Center, caters to and connects all those in the industry who provide products and services to the equestrian retail community. My host for this event, was an interesting gentleman named Alex Hassinger. During my visit, I was able to talk in detail about my own experience in using Xterra Flex Joint Supplement, establish contacts, and also of course, learn as much as I could regarding the usage of a similar product successfully being used in the equestrian community as well. It ended up when all was said and done, turning out to be quite the learning experience for this off road triathlon racer, who most recently had only decided to move his very own large-sized frame into the equine-themed "Clydesdale" racing division.

Alex, who is not only the National Sales Manager for Lubrisyn, but Xterra Flex as well, talked to me in length regarding the positive usage of the joint product HA (Hyaluronic acid) in various fields of equestrian competition, as well as the other lines of Lubrisyn family products. My interest in the specifics of thoroughbred training though, quickly turned the conversation into the more extensive nature of working out. Alex, who is a self-described Barn Rat, explained to me how a horse would train and prepare in a prescribed time frame for an upcoming race. Learning, I was amazed at the similarity he described in that of a horse preparing for a race, as my own thinking in comparison to a human triathlete doing the same. Not much difference when you break it down.

The world of horse racing is a big business. The window of opportunity is narrow in regards to longevity in the sport. Much details and specifics, along with proper nutrition and training, go directly into making sure top results are obtained in that period of time. For Kentucky Derby entrant, and (HA) user Super Savar, those results were. Super Savar wound up winning the 2010 Kentucky Derby.

Southwest Airlines Restores Faith

2011-01-23T19:40:00.001-05:00

My recent travels this past week out of Philadelphia, and onto Kentucky by way of Chicago, ended up restoring some form of good faith in me regarding the airline industry. I had the honor of flying Southwest Airlines exclusively on this trip, and for once it was actually a real pleasure to fly. Southwest Airlines left such an indelible impression on me, that in the future, I will try and make every effort as possible to fly on them. With such remarkable service across the board, I am left to wonder though simply because, what is it that other airlines clearly don't get, that Southwest does?

Of other importance in the nutritional department, I am unequivocally 100% sure, without a doubt completely confident, not open for debate so don't even try it, yada yada yada, convinced that McDonald's world renowned Egg McMuffin is the best breakfast sandwich around hands down, end of story period!

P.S. Hey McDonald's corporation, when are you ever gonna get around to selling your breakfast items 24 hours a day? Other restaurant chains do, so why can't you?

"Light's, camera, and action...at videobred Studios"

2011-01-22T00:37:00.006-05:00

After an extremely early morning rise, I was quickly on a plane and headed to Chicago's O'hare Airport, in what would be my first stop in a day that promised to be full of much excitement. Barely on the ground long enough to grab something to eat, before I was once again, boarding a plane and promptly headed for my final destination of Louisville, Kentucky. The sole purpose of me making this trip, was that I would be filming footage for a television ad that would be promoting the wonderful new joint supplement xterraFlex, which is soon to be launched nationwide.

A quick exit from the arriving terminal in Louisville and into an awaiting car, and I was on my way amidst the freshly falling snow that was quickly building in intensity. The short drive from the airport ended as the car pulled up to the quiet Hamilton Ave location of videobred studios. Down and just off the end of a small street, the studio was situated in an old, charmingly appealing structure that featured a brick face design as the main entrance. Sensing the feeling of an interior decor redesigned in the nature of combining old and new, I immediately found myself very curious to get inside and take a peak around.

After meeting quite a few staff, and crew members, I then sat down for a provided lunch with LubriSyn Marketing VP Christy Newland, and Alan Manias, the Senior Producer at videobred. Shortly thereafter, it was time to get down to business and unto the promotional work of the joint supplement product, xterraFlex. In roughly one hours time, I spoke primarily, and in detail of my own positive experience in taking xterraFlex. I gave testimony regarding generalized active participation in sporting events, and the importance of staving off the long term effects of continued, prolonged athletic effort, as well as a host of other topics ranging from my work in the medical field, to my volunteerism efforts with the American Red Cross.

With all the gear packed up and loaded, production then traveled deeper into town and towards our next filming location. This batch of footage would be shot while I'll exercised using many various types of fitness equipment within a health club facility. Once a great deal of material was collected, I was then asked if I wouldn't mind continuing on to another location, and finishing things up by shooting some scenes of me exercising outside in the snow. I was really glad afterwards that we took the extra time to gather this specific footage, since I think it will add so much to the television commercial should it be included.

This was, and ended up being a great opportunity for me to help promote an important product that I feel, has greatly increased my ability to continue on in my athletic endeavours full force. I am extremely excited the more I think about how the finished, final promotional spot will look when it is debut very soon. The photo below, shows a shot on the TV of some of the raw footage of me that was filmed inside the videobred studio. It's off the charts I tell ya, true Rich Costello style! I must say as well, that I am also so very lucky, to have been helped out in this amazing, and incredible effort, by the many people who took part in making it all happen. Of course endless thanks must go out to xterra, LubriSyn Marketing VP Christy Newland, the entire staff at videobred studios, and lastly to downtown Louisville YMCA Aquatics Director Megan Pitts - "keep on swimming girl!"

Are Hospital's Safe Havens for Bicycles Too?

2011-01-13T11:26:00.004-05:00

The question of wonderment has begun again as another two-wheeled mystery has come to light. Secured tightly and without saddle, a silent vigilance once again is currently underway, this time out in the back parking lot of the hospital grounds as yet another lonely bicycle awaits it's owners return.

Brought to my attention through a keenly observant cycling enthusiast who just so happens to be a respected friend, it appears that this relatively new aluminum TREK hybrid, has been sitting idle for sometime amidst recent seasonal weather changes. With the obvious outward appearance as though it's owner very well expected in good manner to return and claim said bicycle, immediately one has to ask, what gives?

As chronicled before in other similar events found below by clicking on the "cycling" label, time will tell how this new case of what looks like bicycle abandonment plays out.

Andy & Ian

2011-01-07T00:42:00.002-05:00

In 2009 on a warm early May spring day, my wife and I found ourselves out and about on the road in order to take care of some important errands that needed tending too that specific day. Under the increasing threat of brewing storm clouds, we pulled into the parking lot of our local cell phone outlet store, when something quickly caught my eye right away. There right in front of the store, I saw two young men standing next to what looked like to be an identically matching set of bicycles, neatly outfitted with touring gear affixed. It was clearly obvious to me from what I saw, that these two young men were most certainly riding long distance no doubt. The question I had though was where? With my cycling curiosity peaked, I ventured over for a quick introduction and chat, whilst my wife tended to matters inside.

Andy & Ian turns out, where a couple of English lads who had just recently arrived in the United States, Boston as a matter of fact in short time to where I met them , and had only just embarked on their own worthy adventure. The kind of journey that many just sit back and dream about, except the select few who actually decide to make the commitment. And what an adventure it would be! Amazingly without a previous history of any extensive cycling experience, these two young gentlemen had set out on undertaking the dubious task of cycling across the entire United States of America.

Under the darkening skies and swirling winds under the storefront awning, we chatted about their planned direction of travel, stops, and everything and anything else connected with such an effort of human powered endurance that was expected to last 5 months in length. I was in awe of what I was hearing. The drive and dedication to accomplish clearly over shadowing the obvious unknown of what lied ahead, beamed outward from both throughout our conversation.

With all issues apparently settled with a damaged cell phone charger, Andy & Ian prepared to saddle up and make tracks for an important rendezvous southward down Route 611, towards the city of Philadelphia, and their housing host for the night. Feeling the need to help in anyway, we offered up a place to stay local out of the inclement weather. A hot shower if wanted. I quickly requested my cell phone number and e-mail address be taken for assistance sake if needed, and future communications along the way during the 5 month trek across the United States. In one last effort of aid, I reached into my pant pocket and pulled out whatever cash I had($50 bucks or so), and quickly handed it over hoping that it would help them along somewhat. With the rain falling down, my wife Renna and I watched as Andy & Ian headed south and unto their unfolding adventure of a lifetime.

During the course of the summer I thought of them often. In my own travels to athletic competitions, I wondered how they were getting along in their travels. We managed to exchange e-mails a few times which was pretty cool. I always liked receiving them out of the blue. Andy would tell of Ian & his travels in short little delightful tales, that I mentioned a few times back that he should include in some sort of written story in the future on their memorable joint effort. We also discussed the possibility a few times that the three of us might re-connect in early September while in San Francisco, for some much deserved frosty beers. I was going to be in the bay area already at that time for my first attempt at the infamous swim from Alcatraz Island, and they were expecting to wrap things up at that same specific time as well.

Literally coming down to the wire, it was only just the matter of a couple of hours that prevented us from meeting up in California, since first getting acquainted 5 months prior back on the east coast. My seven day stay in San Francisco had ended, I had already successfully completed the swim from Alcatraz Island, and needed to catch an early morning flight out and up to Lake Tahoe for the second part of my lengthy trip. Sadly just as I was leaving, Andy & Ian were arriving.

Since then, Andy and I have periodically exchanged e-mail pleasantries with well wishes passed on to Ian as well. From the exact moment I met them both, I was extremely impressed and most certainly in awe of their most incredible feat of human accomplishment. I think of their efforts in this endeavor often when I feel I'm needing a little inspiration, and to others as well just the same. Still hoping that some form of written story-telling of this two wheeled journey will come forth, I can only ponder on what a trip like this does for ones own individual soul. The colorful photos used in this blog writing came just last week in an e-mail Andy had sent, bringing me up to speed on the latest happenings from these two modern day adventurists.

Funny thing when I first saw the top photo recently received, was that there is no doubt in my mind that sooner or later, I will eventually re-connect with Andy & Ian, and we will finally have those frosty beers promised originally back in San Francisco, September 2009!

When Something Old, Becomes Something New

2010-12-20T00:16:00.003-05:00

This past Saturday night, I had the chance by invitation to attend a live musical event that before hand, had left me somewhat unsure as to what was to be expected. The performance of "Zappa Plays Zappa," was to be the featured material for said evenings entertainment. After all for me the self-proclaimed lover of music I attest to be, it was uncharted territory for me in regards to the fact that I was not familiar with the catalog of songs that was shortly to be performed. Currently despite a large volume of various styles of music already assembled, shockingly not one bit of recorded Zappa material can be found amongst my collection. As a matter of fact, my only experience with the music of Frank Zappa, clearly dates back to childhood memories of the 70's, in seeing him perform on the hit comedy television show Saturday Night Live, and through one of his most popular known songs in that being "Dancin Fool."

I was assured though through my ever so graceful host and musical-loving friend in accompaniment, that I was most certainly in for one special treat in attending this concert. So with the promise of a powerful experience at hand, I ventured ambitiously forth with an open mind in belief of discovering something new musically.

Guitar virtuoso Dweezil Zappa once exclaimed, that he took off an entire two years to learn his fathers extensive catalog of recorded material, in hopes of enlightening newer and younger generations to the greatness of such proclaimed musical mastery. Well Mr. Dweezil Zappa, your hard work and dedication has paid off. The show that I witnessed last night amidst the appropriate surrounds of the Keswick Theater, located in Glenside, Pennsylvania, did just that.

There amongst a full house of nearly 1300 people in attendance, Zappa Plays Zappa entertained the crowd with a full performance of the album "Apostrophe," as well as some other selected cuts, and energetic musical jams. Playing without an opening act or intermission, the band proceeded to charge through song after song at such a relentless pace of electrifying excitement, that it seemed impossible to continue on with each new song played. Quite surprisingly though, that's exactly what they did. Backed by a seasoned core of rock solid musicians, Dweezil Zappa appeared to be quite comfortable leading the charge, but also quite appreciative as to what he was experiencing himself on stage. The audience absolutely loving every minute of it. Exceptionally pleased myself during the performance, I felt at times throughout the entire show that not only did Dweezil Zappa look visibly happy that the entire crowd was enjoying his late fathers music, but also how his father Frank must be so proud of him for carrying on his legacy in this manner. What an amazing site to witness.

Of course I walked out of the Keswick Theater being totally blown away and clearly wanting more after this experience. My endless appetite for new and live music has paid off once again with such a great find in this vintage material being resurrected in newer form. The endless passion I so continue to pursue in search of new musical finds, reminds me of something else that Dweezil Zappa once said. Taken from a recent DVD release of his own in which he references a favorite quote of his late father, it goes like this - the mind is like a parachute, it doesn't work unless it's open. Music is the same way I would argue. If you don't allow yourself to be openminded in the exploration into all of the endless opportunities of music that lies undiscovered, you'll find yourself limited from a vast wealth of musical treasure waiting to be found. There is no doubt that my own music collection will soon increase in size once again with the addition of some of the legendary musical work of Frank Zappa in the near future.

Biggie Sizing It

2010-12-12T23:30:00.003-05:00

One of the most notable changes I saw on the 2011 model of Giant's XTC 29'er over my 2010 rendition, was a change regarding the hydraulic braking system. The newer model which can be seen by clicking here, offers up a Shimano 180mm disc rotor in the front, and a 160mm rotor in the back, compared to the Avid Juicy 160/160 set up found on my bike. This hardware change immediately peaked my interest once viewed, and quickly there after sent me on a little web surfing mission to find out a little more about this specific issue regarding the difference of hydraulic disc brake rotor sizes.

Simple sizing differences are broken up in that 160mm disc rotors are a pretty standard choice for cross country style mountain bike type of racing, on both hard tails and dual-suspension rigs alike. Larger 180mm rotors and above, are usually found affixed to the more heavier, beefier suspension bikes that are used in the more aggressive and demanding, downhill event. I did read on further, that occasionally larger sized mountain bikers will upgrade to the bigger rotor size in order to increase stopping power, which the smaller sized rotors couldn't provide for said riders.

As for me, my current stock disc brake set-up has performed fairly well all year under normal operating conditions, but I did experience a little brake fade at times when charging down steep hills at speed. This reduction of applied stopping power can be unnerving at times when it is needed the most. So maybe this change on the new 2011 Giant XTC 29'er was well worth something looking into I thought involving my own model. With that, further searching online revealed that Avid Juicy's hydraulic disc brakes that I have, don't offer a 180mm rotor, but a 185mm instead. That's even bigger than the disc rotor offered by Shimano on the 2011 model. So with visions of increased braking performance floating around in my head, I opted to give it a try anyway and went ahead and procured the larger sized rotor, and mounting bracket hardware for my bike from Avid. My first initial test of the new change up front yielded some positive findings in the department of brake usage today on a Sunday ride. The bigger sized rotor did indeed in fact perform much better than the previous, smaller standard sized rotor had, resulting in much more suitable stopping power. What a pleasant surprise for someone of my size and stature. Continued riding in the next couple of weeks should only bolster my findings found today, as I seek out some of the more lengthy downhill sections that I normally descend quickly on during training rides.

¡MAYDAY! in Maui

2010-11-27T18:20:00.017-05:00

I knew well ahead in the months before I departed for Maui this past October, that I would have ample time to build up my much eagerly awaited anticipation, before finally getting my hands on the next musical offering from the Miami based band ¡MAYDAY! For starters, the forth coming collection of new tracks scheduled to be released in early September 2010, was to be titled "Stuck on an Island." I instantly loved the title when I first read it, and the delightful island images it conjured up in my mind afterwards. How appropriate in using such a title I thought, this coming from a guy who loves visiting tropical locations himself. The specific point of being isolated and stranded alone was even more solidified when the band debuted a music video online for the first single release, featuring footage taken from the widely popular hit television show LOST. Despite announcing early on that they were pushing back the release date by over a month, ¡MAYDAY! continued to entice fans even more over the next few months by releasing a few more tracks and music videos from the impending CD, as well as a few other recorded gems on their own web site, which can be found by clicking here.

Better late than ever, Stuck on an Island dropped just in time before me and all my race gear packed up and split for the lovely paradise of the Hawaiian Islands. Of course to maximize the main title's reference, I could have easily placed some bare essentials to go along with my fully charged ipod in a water tight satchel, and made my way across the rough surf to the deserted confines of tiny Pu'uki'i Island pictured above. That would have really been taking it to extremes measures I think just to enhance my listening pleasure of this new release. Instead wisely, I opted simply to use my time spent throughout my daily activities in a two week time period, to become more familiar with all the new tracks.

Relaxing on the beach after an early morning training swim, sitting table side while devouring one of the many delicious Mexican dishes I feasted on daily, or simply motoring all over with the windows down and the music blaring, I soaked up every new song like a sponge. Previously released material that I was already familiar with back home in the past months, sounded even better across all the miles traveled out in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. I'll Be Gone/Stuck on an Island/On 2 Someth'n/Pass The .45/Technology, all fit perfectly and worked well in the track order. Each one acting as though some sort of supportive bridge to other musical finds yet to be discovered. Lost Highway/Broads & Freqs/Smoke And Mirrors, as well as my own personal favorite, the head-bobbing foot-tapping sleeper "Worst Case Scenario," quickly followed suit in regards to receiving this individual listener's approval. The assembled ingredients of accomplished musical talent combined with thought-provoking rhyme & reason laid out vocally, atop some appropriately placed sampling I've found in past material, have all blended harmoniously together and become a staple in each and everyone of the prior recordings from ¡MAYDAY!. "Stuck on an Island" I feel takes it even a step further artistically.

¡MAYDAY! continues to build a growing fan base through many different types of diverse musical recordings that they include on all new projects, my own belief is. Like a welcomed beam of light appearing from the shoreline, ¡MAYDAY! offers something fresh and new on today's music scene that appears to excite listeners just like me who are left hopelessly afloat in the foggy waters of lame ass recordings. Their energetic vibe created is catchy and unforgettable. "Hey man it's even fun, I'd say!" I mean it's some of what clearly attracted me to them in the first place.

Stuck on an Island delivers 19 tracks I feel are so solid that, I find it virtually impossible that any true music lover out there won't find at least something on here that they will like. So take my word for it, what do you have to lose except opening yourself up to some new possibilities musically. Check out the opening guitar riff on "Stuck on an Island," the bass and drum groove throughout "On 2 Someth'n," or hey listen to the verbal rap and DJ scratch on "Worst Case Scenario" and you'll see. To get a taste of these most awesome selections I so blog about, click on the embedded link below and check out the entire online download for yourself. Listen to each cut in it's entirety and see for yourself just what all the hype I'm talking about is.

Xterra XR 1.0 Trail Running Shoes

2010-11-21T20:12:00.001-05:00

One of the things that I wanted to change going into the year 2011, was to crossover to a more trail run specific type of shoe that would be better suited for my own personal and physical needs. My continued participation in much more of an aggressive scheduled series amongst local trail run races held throughout the Philadelphia area, was clearly leading me in that direction. Various obstacles found off road on the trail running curcuit were becoming more of an issue with my continued comfort in using a pair of light racing flats. Something more appropriate for said conditions was certainly in order my thinking was. My steadfast usage of Mizuno running footwear over the last couple of years has been a constant staple of gear used without incident, so logical thought kept me on board with this same brand when it came to shopping around online for an impending off season purchase.

Well this year, Christmas came a bit early when I was able to get my hands on a pair of trail running shoes marketed under the xterra name. I was aware of this product for at least a year and had seen them in use throughout all my travels, but never pursued the matter when my specific shoe size was not readily available. Lucky me though when I found out the day before the xterra world championship race just this past October, that they did indeed have my shoe size in stock, and available down at the expo store. Needless to say I was very eager to try them out the following day in lue of my competition only footwear that I had brought along.

My end thought post worlds is that this brand of shoe is going to be a most welcomed addition come next year in my racing stable. There rising atop the ruthless and unforgiven terrain of southeastern Maui, I found these trail running shoes to be just what the doctor ordered per say. The comfort of running in the XR 1.0 shoes felt just the same as the pair of racing flats I'm accustomed too, but unlike those other pair of competitive shoes, these are constructed much better and equipped for the exact conditions that they are made for. The light weight in which they present just as the racing flat offers, is by no means any sign that these shoes are not tough enough for the task at hand. No not at all! New technology has allowed for amazing improvement in many areas concerning trail running shoes, most notably with strength and performance, but without the added bulk. To read more about all the technical jargon, as well as other models available through xterra footwear, click here.

The beards.org Feature

2010-11-15T23:40:00.001-05:00

"His beard alone has experienced more than a lesser man's body..." Frank H

Fret not my fine dedicated friends who took part recently in the Paul Mitchell "SHAVE IT or SAVE IT" campaign, by choosing to donate in support of my unruly & untrimmed growth of beard. Yes as you know by now, we did come up short in our efforts in trying to prevail in the battle over facial hair, but alas I must tell you that the beard that caused all the news making ruckus, has survived somewhat in a different forum and will forever live on. That forum being the feature profile of Rich Costello's mighty beard, that is now up and running online at beards.org

Shortly before departing for Hawaii and the xterra off road triathlon world championship race this past October, I had the opportunity to work on a neat little side project for the web site beards.org, that had been a long time in the making. Well it seemed a long time since I was trying to put it off until the last minute. Still trying to squeeze out the last bit of growth before departing, I finally managed to meet up with a professional photographer in a local Bucks County park setting, for a fun-filled afternoon shoot. Picked to handle all photographic chores for my inclusion amidst other great featured beards, would be fellow ARIA HEALTH Hospital employee, outdoor enthusiasts, and extremely vocal supporter of saving my beard, Jacqueline Gumbert, from Jacqueline Gumbert Photography.

"Viva la beard!" Eric B

The finished and completed feature on Rich Costello's mighty beard, is from what I understand supposed to be a two part series. The first one which can be seen here, features a Q & A session that covers a lot of different topics on beards, as well as some other areas of concern surrounding my beards impact on them as well. A separate gallery containing roughly 12 photos can also be viewed separately. The second part of the Rich Costello profile will simply contain another group of selected photos taking from the photo shoot that day in the park, which should appear online shortly.

I encourage all my Longtrailahead followers to click on one of the links provided, and stop by and check out my feature that is now posted online. If you like what you see, feel free to say so by leaving a comment of support at the beards.org web site, in the feedback section. I know they certainly would love to hear from you about this feature and the work they did on it.

"Great story strongman! Long may that beard wave." Charlie R

A Moment Of Realitization

2010-11-14T18:05:00.005-05:00

Funny thing last night while seated amongst dinner celebrations with some very close friends, that I found myself glance down and see something of interest that just happened to be printed on the backside label of the above photographed wine bottle. While savoring the bountiful offering of this relatively inexpensive wine amidst the loud and boisterous party, assembled in the surrounds of Mediterranean and Portuguese decor, my eyes focused specifically on one section of narrative that read, - Like the charming lifestyle of Southern France, Red Bicyclette offers the chance to slow down and enjoy life with friends and loved ones.

Separated and lost in attentive focus from my friendly gathering, I immediately allowed myself the invitation to sneak off rather quickly in thought, as though in some sort of instant replay machine, and dive head first into some personal interactions of memory that had recently taken place. In just the shortest period of time, my mind drifted back to time just spent in company of one good friend. This witty and engaging friend who just so happens to be from Germany, revealed to me his most wonderful sense of humor that I had never known he had before. It was during many of our daily meetings* held whilst staying in Maui, that this new-found personal discovery of him came about. Silently chuckling to myself at the thought of me laughing so hard while sitting there listening to him speak at those daily meetings just had in Hawai'i, I continued to get lost even more in warm remembrance. The delightful distant sounds of those seated so close nearby this fine evening, easily helped me escape deeper in thought to another recent observance that obviously had special meaning. That being, the recent opportunity to spend some quality time with a few men of great responsibility. There outside their area of expertise and comfort, I watched silently as these men of importance exposed more of their own personal selves in a relaxing humorous manner like never seen before. Endearing themselves to me even more as the fine human beings that they are, I allowed myself to be completely entertained by their joyful actions that specific night. I would have been a fool not too! Within seconds, the momentary mindful and rewarding journey of length had concluded and I was back in full attention, at the table amongst friends that I was seated at. Though I had never actually left physically, the entire dinner party gathered had been unaware of my deviated visionary travels of fond recollection. Quietly, I took another sip of wine and returned to the gatherings festive activities, to begin working on some more pleasurable memories that most certainly, will be used in some future period of unknown time or place.

Amazing to think there while seated at that table surrounded in all the excitement, that for a short period of time, that's exactly what I did. I slowed down as mentioned on the wine bottles label, and enjoyed a few memorable instances of life with friends and loved ones.

[ * Meetings, is the appropriate inserted word that was used in place of a specific activity that took place each time we met. The nature of those said meetings would always feature many beverages of an easily recognized liquid form. During the day, my German friend and I would either pass by each other, or phone in regards to setting up a meeting for later on that evening.]

Final Thought's On "SHAVE IT or SAVE IT"

2010-11-12T12:34:00.003-05:00

So the excitement is finally starting to settle down here a bit upon returning home from Maui a few weeks ago. The relatively short period of time that usually in past years follows in the first few days or so back stateside, routinely are filled with the same basic standard questions each time. How was Hawaii, and or, how did you do in the race this year? Generally that's how it goes. This year though it was completely different, this time it was all about the beard!

The event dubbed "SHAVE IT or SAVE IT" was a huge success. A record amount of monies raised, ended up topping off a most notable and interest grabbing event unlike any other. The brief little campaign lodged online in the month leading up to the xterra world championship race, certainly did create lot's of attention to start thing's out. Photos posted with funny captions in favor of saving the beard on my facebook page, as well as serious thought-provoking photos of various challenged athletes in action, did wonders in regards to drawing attention to the fund raising event. Once landed on Maui, a large article centered on the front page of the Maui News sports section just a few days prior the xterra world championship race, generated even more of a buzz amongst the local islanders with a full story covering the event. Interested parties from seemingly all over weighed in, regardless of what side of the fence they stood on in the battle over facial hair.

Upon completion of the race, amazing stories regarding specific donations given throughout the day at the Paul Mitchell hair cutting tent, were told to me. From divided spouses sharing the same household, to small children just wanting to take part. Donations poured in. Small ones from as little as $1.25 that was donated by a sweet little girl who wanted to see the beard shaved, to a gentleman who was in favor of keeping the beard, by placing a crisp $100.00 bill in the bucket only after his wife had just donated $15.00, to see it shaved. Incredible and memorable stuff happening under the tent from what I was told, by certain Paul Mitchell Systems hair styling representatives.

Looking back now, I find myself quite pleased at how all the things surrounding this event wound up. Literally many people were brought together because of their involvement in this human interest kind of story. New friends were made simply through sharing conversations regarding, or by choosing to actually take part themselves by donating in this unique charitable event. I personally will never forget the humbling conversation I had with challenged athlete Michael Stone, and his guide for the world championship race, former professional triathlete Jared Berg, about his own participation in this extremely tough and challenging endurance event. Despite his disability, it was pretty inspiring to see just how much enthusiasm Michael had in wanting to put forth his best athletic effort possible come race day. Michael I neglected to tell you since returning home and I guess you'll know it now, but you have taught me more than you'll ever know. Thanks so much for that dude! With so much focus and attention being brought to the Challenged Athletes Foundation through this entire campaign, I also find myself exceptionally fortunate in having been able to be so helpful in supporting such a great cause, by offering up something that would be as useful such as this.

Trail Running Madness in Makena

2010-11-02T23:22:00.002-04:00

Coming out in support of a newly found acquaintance, brought me out bright and early the day before the xterra world championship race, to catch the start of both, the 5 kilometer, and 11 kilometer trail running events that were taking place this Saturday morning. A record turn out of nearly 700 participants, gathered excitingly and awaited the sound of "Kahuna Dave's" infamous canon blast, that would signal the start of each separate race, on the grounds of the Makena beach & Golf Resort.

Individuals of all ages, sexes, shapes & sizes, turned out in droves to take part in these special events that benefited the Big Brothers and Big Sisters organization, of Maui County. Appearance wise, outwardly just about all in attendance had smiles from ear to ear prior to the race commencement. Make no bones about it though, even amongst this group of smaller athletes assembled, some serious runners were ready to show their stuff once thing's got underway.

Trail runs like this do typically bring out some pretty colorful and interesting individuals, who normally don't fit the mold as to what is usually expected at such an athletic event. The gentleman below caught my eye during the pre race briefing because of the unique style of facial hair that he was sporting. His lengthy mustache stood out like a sore thumb and garnered some laughs by a few, but I'll tell you what, there was nothing funny about his running style this very day. When it was all said and done, his swift speed afoot ended up earning him a top 5 finish in the 3.1 mile trail race.

As for my new found friend Brian, I figured I would make the trek out onto the course a bit and see if I could locate him, in order so that I might cheer him on to a much spirited finish. Sure enough I found him just where the lava rocks and sea come together. "C'mon Brian that's it" I shouted as he gingerly maneuvered the tricky rocky footing made up of loose coral. "Your almost there man, finish strong" I hollered to him. With that and in a matter of seconds, Brian disappeared out of site and onto the finish line that awaited just up and around the corner.

I know that Brian had a great time taking part in this wonderful event. So much so that I believe he would lace up his running shoes and do it all over again next year. The excitement of taking part in these events, was not just left to Brian alone, nor all the other runners taking part. I myself thoroughly enjoyed hanging out and offering support to all those who participated this day. I don't often always get the chance to see how xterra events look from this side when not participating, but it was well worth finding out if you ask me.

2010 Xterra World Championships

2010-10-31T22:55:00.047-04:00

The 15th installment of the Xterra Off Road Triathlon World Championships, took place a little over a week ago, on the magnificent and beautiful tropical Hawaiian island of Maui. In the shadow of the ominous volcano Haleakala, a packed international field from all over the globe of 550 participants, lined up and anxiously awaited the start of off road triathlons premier event on the shoreline of Maluaka Beach, shortly before 9am. The first order of business was a mass swim start in the balmy waters of the Pacific, for a one mile ocean swim. Two laps consisting of 750 meters that were separated by a run through the deep sand, got every ones cardiovascular system elevated for sure, before exiting the water and entering transition for the next sporting discipline.

The 32 kilometer mountain bike was up next, and featured over 3000 feet of climbing on the treacherous lower slopes of Haleakala. Fast riding atop the loose rocky surface made for many an excited moment, while undertaking the difficult course, that was stretched out over the near 20 miles comprising it. Loud and windy gusts of air brought forth from heavy trade winds swirling about, made traveling down the infamous "plunge" interesting to say the least this year. At times, my actual center of gravity was challenged a bit when during my speedy decent downwards, my upper torso was blown harshly towards the right nearly knocking me over.

The final test to ones athletic mettle, would be a 12 kilometer/7.5 trail run, that once again would take competitors up and across to some of those same volcanic trails that were already traversed on, before descending down amidst the extremely dry desert-like conditions. Runners then crossed the lengthy Big Beach, skipped through the spooky forest, painfully made another beach crossing and hopped across some rocky and jagged coral ocean side, before finishing up on the picturesque grounds of the Makena Beach & Golf Resort.

This 2010 world championship event was a race of seconds for me. What I mean by that is, I ended up having not only my second fastest swim here ever, but the second fastest run and overall finish times posted here as well. Once again as in last year race, severe cramps taking place in the lower extremities brought forward momentum down to a much slower pace during some sections of the run, especially in the last quarter mile or so when it was really needed. It was clearly obvious that my sodium levels had dropped well below the norm and were not being replenished as they should, even despite the large intake of fluid and supplemental gels being taken in for fuel. The lack of this specific mineral left me unable to defend and ward off those painful cramps which are seen pictured taken place in the bottom two photos, as well as best my fastest finish time ever here at this venue, which I was just shy of by 17 minutes and change. Despite this outcome, I still had the most wonderful time taking part in this years race, and surrounding events which I will touch upon in the coming week or so on the LONGTRAILAHEAD blog.

Of Worthy Cause

2010-10-17T19:52:00.003-04:00

Every man is said to have his peculiar ambition. Whether it be true or not, I can say for one that I have no other so great as that of being truly esteemed of my fellow men, by rendering myself worthy of their esteem. How far I shall succeed in gratifying this ambition, is yet to be developed.

March 9, 1832 Abraham Lincoln's First Political Announcement

In past conversations, I have not hid, nor turned away from telling any who would listen, about how the sport of xterra has changed my life. Ask anyone else who travels about all over this planet of ours competing in these same off road events, and ask them the exact same question. Has xterra changed your life equally as well? Undeniably and unequivocally the answer will be yes! My own personal involvement besides actual competition itself, has increased year after year in regards to endlessly promoting this most wonderful active lifestyle. So obviously when the chance arouse to actually give something back in return, I committed and jumped right on it. At first, the offering of putting up my 12 month old growth of beard for charity purposes, didn't seem to be that much of a big deal in regards to giving back I thought. There has to be something better I can do. I mean it's only just a beard right?

And so the Paul Mitchell "SHAVE IT or SAVE IT" campaign, which benefits the Challenged Athletes Foundation, got underway. The more that thing's got rolling in regards to making this all happen, the more I felt better about being involved. Clearly I have no prior experience when it comes to raising funds for said events like this. And most certainly I don't like asking people for money, especially in today's current state of questionable economic times. But as each day passed, I believed more and more in what I was doing, and how it would greatly impact on those special athletes who are effected.

I have widely, and loudly campaigned against the actions of those who have called for the cutting of my facial hair. My barrage of funny postings and references in favor of beards, as well as thought-provoking images of challenged athletes in action, garnered some attention I feel for sure. Pro or con. I for one will tell you that I can't keep it forever, it's just not in my personality. Whether I'm clean shaven or bearded at the end of all this hoopla, not just my wife, but the President of xterra as well, [that being the one and only Janet Clark] I'm sure will love me no different!

This final posting regarding my beard, brings to end the short little online campaign I have undertaken in this charity effort. Donations will still be able to be placed, up and almost to the last minute I believe on xterra's main world championship web site page, or the upper right hand corner of this very own blog. I however, will continue on in somewhat of a grass roots fashion while on the island of Maui for pro-beard donations. There on some of the most beautiful sandy beaches, the upper and lower slopes of the volcano Haleakala, and most definitely at any of the islands "Maui Tacos" locations which I frequent everyday while there, I'll be there seeking support. So with that I say aloha, and on we go...

"Viva la beard!"

The Greatest Show On Earth

2010-10-16T21:09:00.004-04:00

"After all this time, it's now!" Those exact words uttered by Frenchman Nico Lebrun, caught on film just seconds before the start of the 2003 xterra world championship race, have stuck with me all these years. Four times, four times I have stood on Makena beach myself in this same exact spot, nervously standing amidst the waves crashing in on the beach and underneath the circling television chopper buzzing about, thinking that same thing. "After all this time it's now!"

The 15th installment of the xterra world championship race is approaching quickly. My departure for Maui, Hawaii, is only just a few days away. Do you think I'm getting excited or what? This year, my plates more full than it's ever been before. Amongst other news-worthy activities taking place, the actual race of course is my main focus. My athletic season pretty much winds down with this event, so I am always hopeful of a great performance. This is the last real chance to throw down, and pull something special out of my hat. No time to leave anything on the table per say. Funny thing in that I have said that same exact thing in the past four years before leaving for the island of Maui. Past experiences, show that coming home after a sub par performance makes for a long time for me to languish, as we here on the east coast slip quickly into the wintry months. Mulling over the should haves and could haves upon returning home, seems to always ignite a fire from within in hopes of having another shot at doing it all over again. Just to better myself just a little more.

Reading from the June 2010 issue of Xterra Planet magazine a few months back, I found a quote from another athlete that, just as Nico Lebrun's pre race statement mentioned above, stuck with me just the same. Julie Solwold, the Vice President of Global Sports and Events for John Paul Mitchell Systems, stated this in a profile story that featured her - "The Maui trail run is a good example because every year I try and beat my time - and every year I don't. I find myself admiring the stunning ocean views...wondering why the trees in the spooky forest are so crooked...contemplating whether the pretty red Hawaiian dirt will ever come out of my white socks...so my time tanks. And I'm okay with that."

That's awesome stuff Julie, way to really put thing's in perspective. With that, my plans are of course that I'm going to throw down as best I can in hopes of that special athletic performance. That doesn't change. What will change though, is that I plan on enjoying this race the most that I have ever done in previous attempts unlike ever before. Regardless of how I finish, I plan on having the best time out there while undertaking the three separate disciplines that make up this event, and returning home to face those awaiting cold months, satisfied more than ever.

" The Plunge "

2010-10-09T21:00:00.010-04:00

I've been in this position before. Four times as a matter of fact. Leading up to this moment, I've managed to streamline myself through a one mile, rough open water swim. Maneuvered a quick transition into biking gear, and hurried to get swiftly out and onto the bike course for the second leg of three disciplines. The longest distance wise of the three. My heart rate is sky rocketed, my breath labored. At this point just about everything is hurting. I've been pedaling along the 30 kilometer course trying to stay focused, while keeping good cadence and pace. The climbing has been relentless. First starting on the blackened smooth surface of asphalt, that somehow before I knew it, quickly turned into loose wavy gravel. It wasn't long before the surface changed into the stuff that we have all heard, and were warned about.

Bouncing along, I have kept steadfast on the uneven and rocky slopes of the volcano Haleakala. I made it through some of the more technical parts, I've dismounted and shouldered my bike on the short steep sections of trail that tired legs can't make it up. I've even ground slowly up the longest, and most painful climb there is throughout the entire course, "Ned's Peak."

But now, everything is about to change. The brief cause of celebration of reaching the summit, is quickly extinguished as the infamous right turn lies straight ahead. Exacerbated and gasping after the painful climb, I commit and steer right into it. There is no turning back now. The decent into hell is about to begin.

Very fast the decent begins. Plummeting from 1400 feet above sea level, down to 600 feet in just a miles time or so. As speed builds, exhausted lungs try and regain some form of composure, reminiscent of daily normal breathing. The wild ride is on! Muscles that have been acting as though shock absorbers atop the violent terrain, ache severely at the slightest move. As the forearms cramp, the fingers that steadily hold lightly onto the brakes, become numb. Come to think of it, I can't even feel my arms anymore. I have no feeling of control while on this Hawaiian ride of horror. Faster and faster I move down the jagged and rocky path in what feels like a most reckless manner. Loose volcanic rock is everywhere. Like a runaway train rolling down the track, the forward momentum increases. No stopping now. Right about now is the time when I'm thinking to myself, "Rich your either gonna get lucky and make it through, or you'll wreck hard! " Despite the jarring activity taking place, my eyes try and stay focused on the best route of travel, the clearest and safest line to roll on. Visions of those who have crashed before me, play through my mind as if in a violent movie show. [In previous years races, professional athletes have broken bones here, individual competitors have seen their races end here right at this exact spot. Their bodies and bikes both bloodied and mangled] I feel as though at any minute I am going to go down hard. Through all the turbulence and severely painful suffering, I keep focused on my attained biking skills hopping that they will carry me through, yet another ride down the plunge. I am extremely tired. I can't even think straight. Relax and calm down I tell myself, just a little bit more to endure here. Suddenly before you know it, it is all over. Those few minutes of nail-biting angst, gut wrenching turmoil that have accompanied all the pain, seem to disappear when that last right hand turn off the plunge is made onto flatter, safer ground. With the feeling of renewed vigor and athletic prowess, I hammer down and forge ahead to all that's left on the final miles of the bike course.

In two weeks time on the island of Maui, I'm gonna get another chance to experience this same exhilarating decent all over again. Will I approach the plunge any different on the fifth time than I have in the past outings? Hell no, I'll be just as scared as I was the first time and hope for the best! That's the only way I would want it.