Facing the Challenge

It's been several weeks (months!?) since I posted an update on this latest Ironman journey and the associated fundraising effort on behalf of the Kids With Cancer Society.  This has been a long and winding journey to say the least having begun in late 2019?  I was slated to compete in Ironman Canada in August 2020 which got blown up by COVID-19, was postponed to August 2021, postponed to September 2021, and now - for me - deferred to August 28, 2022! 

COVID and its ever-changing face has played havoc with training - swimming pools open/not opened, gyms available/not available - throughout this entire timeframe.  Even in this past year, the Great White North (Half-Ironman) lost the ability to run a swim portion of its event.  This has been a constant year of adjustment even as we held out hope to get back to something called normal.  

The Hadubiak family has also continued to have some of its own personal challenges since April of this year.  At that time, my wife was diagnosed with breast cancer.  Ever since then she has been navigating the cancer care system, getting a couple of surgeries, waiting on diagnostic results, experiencing the ups and downs of not knowing what the next steps were, being frustrated with a system that sometimes does not to be very patient or family-focused, and researching the heck out of her diagnosis.  One thing that both Heidi and I have commented on repeatedly is, even with her extensive background in nursing and oncology and our shared understanding of our healthcare system, how daunting it has been to work through the last several months of uncertainty and seemingly (to us) unnecessary delays in diagnosis and treatment.  We can't begin to imagine how lost and overwhelmed others must be on a similar journey.  How the parents of Ronan Smyth must have felt as they went through their own even more significant challenges. 

As I write this, Heidi just got her final answers on the state of her cancer on August 18, 2021.  This was after weeks of emotional high's and low's, hoping that the final and definitive diagnosis would tell us that chemotherapy was not going to be necessary.  Alas, that was not to be the case.  Heidi's final diagnostics suggested that there would be significant benefit to undertaking chemotherapy so as to reduce chance of reoccurrence.  This was a significant emotional blow as you might imagine.  Heidi had hoped not to go through this, had hoped that her life and work would not be disrupted, had hoped that she would not be facing the side effects (e.g., hair loss) of chemotherapy.  The first chemotherapy treatment was administered on August 20th.   

Once reality had set in, however, Heidi faced this adversity with the same strength that she has faced so many life challenges before and which allowed her to push through three Ironman Canada triathlons in the past.  I was able to join her at her first course of chemo, during which she kept working via laptop and cellphone, kept her spirits high, and started evaluating head coverings and wig options.  And as with past experiences with surgeries earlier in the year, she came through with flying colors, with no immediate or usual side-effects, followed by some retail therapy!  

The days since have been a bit more challenging.  Fatigue setting in, aches and pains from the chemotherapy, senses heightened regarding any seemingly unusual bodily sensations and what they might mean, and uncertainly about what to expect and/or plan for in the next several days.  Heidi has already experienced the loss of taste which has diminished the joy of chocolate for her.  And we expect to see hair loss in the number of days. Planning for the head shave has commenced so stay tuned for that. 

So we are a bit on pins and needles right now.  We don't know what to expect other than Heidi - and her family - will continue to face these challenges as stoically and optimistically as possible.  Our Ironman training and experience suggests that we keep the finish line in front of us, appreciate the challenge, and anticipate that the "ride" will never go as planned.  

On my own Ironman journey, therefore, I recommit to getting even healthier, getting down to a goal weight that I have not experienced since high school (nearly 40 years ago??!!), and remaining consistent with my training.  

I remain committed to making a difference in the lives of children and families going through this challenging time and diagnosis.  Many of them sustained the effort and their spirits despite the odds.  I can do no less.    

What it takes

Last week I was blessed to receive a $1,000 donation from friends who are confident and perhaps inspired by what I am trying to do with my Ironman triathlon effort this year. I can't tell you how much that donation lifted my spirits in light of the recent lockdown in Alberta.  This current set of restrictions has put my swim training in dry dock for the present time.  I have to admit that for some reason this most recent announcement of increases in COVID cases in Alberta - we lead the US and Canada &*#$! - back to in-home schooling for all, and other associated restrictions seemed to hit me harder than anything else we have experienced so far.  I guess it must be fatigue and dismay that the light at the end of the tunnel continues to feel like a train!

That level of commitment is nothing, however, compared to what parents have to work through when they get a diagnosis of cancer for their child.  The level of commitment that they feel they must bring to the work of being a parent is unparalleled and certainly beyond what I'm currently doing in athletic preparation.  Below I have pulled comments from Ronan's mother's Facebook post which continues to try to use Ronan's journey as a way of not only supporting other families in the their struggles but also to raise awareness about DIPG but to eventually find a cure for this insidious killer.

May is Brain Cancer Awareness Month

Ronan was 12 when diagnosed with DIPG. Doctors were convinced that he had a curable tumor until he had the MRI.  His symptoms came fast and with no warning.  July 16th provided the first hint of what was to come.  In one week he could no longer walk without holding a wall, his eyesight was impacted and he was throwing up.  By week two the headaches were bad and the all the previous symptoms were 10 times worse.  By August 2nd we knew it he had DIPG.  

Just weeks before, Ronan had scored 5 goals in a soccer game.  Now his parents were to embark on a months long journey - and commitment - to make the most out of the life that remained to him.  Throughout that time Ronan and his parents dealt with and worked through a lot more adversity than I have experienced in triathlon training in the past or now.  And they continue to show that commitment to Ronan after his passing, keeping his flame alive while at the same time trying to raise awareness about the devastating impact of childhood cancer and DIPG in particular.  

So I hope that with this reality in mind I will do honor to Ronan's spirit and the commitment of his family to a cause bigger than themselves.  That if I struggle with a swim - or lack thereof - a bike or a run, that I can remember what effort, energy and determination it must have taken to continue to move forward with purpose.  I hope to invoke an image of Ronan throughout my training and competition to do better than my previous efforts.  And - with the help of $1,000 donations or whatever you can bring to the table - I continue to strive to cross the finish line of $100,000 for the Kids With Cancer Society.  

Show me YOUR commitment despite adversity.  Kids shouldn't breathe their last at 13.  Parents shouldn't have to watch their sons or daughters slip away.  We shouldn't have to lose the potential these kids could have brought to the world.

F*ck cancer.  F*ck DIPG.  

Commit to the cause with me.  

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Ebbs and Flows - Chapter II??

In my last post I talked about some challenging news that my wife and family received about her health. - a breast cancer diagnosis.  This came just in advance of our 12th wedding anniversary and, of course, in the throes of my latest and continuing Ironman preparations.

So the latest?  After celebrating our anniversary with a stay in an Edmonton hotel - as adventurous as celebrations can get in the middle of a pandemic - we met with her oncoplastic surgeon to get further interpretation of what her diagnosis, treatment plan and prognosis was likely to be.  I have to say that it is sobering to be in a room - staying largely silent - as a physician and your wife discuss surgical options, ranging from lumpectomy to mastectomy, survival and satisfaction rates post-surgical intervention, how radiation and/or chemotherapy come into play and so on.  It's more than surreal.  

However, what we arrived at was that the intervention required was not only not life-threatening it was also (at this point) not life-altering either.  It seems strange to say this given the short but challenging journey we were on to that point but the surgical and medical intervention required is quite limited and contained.  That being said we are still months away from conclusion with surgery taking place in late May, followed by recovery, followed by a course of radiation.  So still much for my wife to endure and still more worry for the family to navigate.  Regardless, far better outcomes than could have occurred.  And certainly far better reality than that facing so many others who have faced - and lost - a battle with cancer.  

So much more different than the reality that faced Ronan Smyth and his family.  

For several weeks I could start to feel the real powerlessness and fear that Ronan's family must have faced when they got his cancer diagnosis.  For them it was clear relatively soon that there was no potential for positive outcome.  Rather, they knew from the outset that time was limited.  I held on to that fear for only a few weeks.  It was enough.  

My wife and I have had some pretty deep discussions in the past several weeks.  All the what-if scenarios.  How long this journey to health might take her.  What that might mean for the whole family during that time.  What we would do to prepare if should it happen that she wouldn't be in our lives sometime in the future.  How would I manage as a single parent - again.  A lot of future surfing and most of it not of the positive kind.

Ronan and his family faced the same situation.  While Ronan got the cancer diagnosis, his family carried the hit, the burden, the worry and the anxiety of losing a son and a brother.  And there was to be no miracle cure.  There was every reason to ponder the future to come after Ronan's passing.  

Ronan didn't give into despair - or at least not entirely.  I am absolutely certain that denial, anger, sadness, anxiety and a host of other emotions turned up for Ronan and his family on a regular basis.  But he also adopted a mantra of Why Not?  After being told of his diagnosis he started - as his parents would call it - a crazy list.  He was intent on living life to the fullest during the time left to him and pursued the completion of his list with vengeance.  In that he was supported not only by his family, but a larger community including people he had never met.  This commitment to living led him to meet his hockey hero Carey Price, flip the coin at the beginning of an Eskimos game, and leap out of plane for not one but two skydiving adventures!  More courage and bravado than I!  

On Ronan's first jump I was told that he feared nothing.  He asked his tandem partner for barrel rolls and anything that could be thrown at him.  On the next jump he wanted to take the leap going backward!  And he was accommodated!  

Ronan's mother tells me he rarely complained about his fate.  Make no mistake there were discussions about why me but this perspective was significantly overshadowed by his determination to see what he could accomplish in the time remaining to him. He decided to challenge his food with all kinds of different foods.  He spent his savings enjoying the life left to him and looking to experience all that he could.  He became a fearless adrenaline junky, riding in fast cars and motorcycles.  And not only did he do this for himself he was able to convince other family and friends to join him in his adventures.  He convinced him to share in his Why Not adventures!  Ronan's journey served as a reminder that life IS precious and needs to be cherished every day.  

Ronan's journey continues to inspire my own Why Not and What If fundraising and Ironman challenge.  As does my wife's more hopeful and optimistic cancer journey.  

Ironman Canada is now 4 months away.  My fundraising goal is $90,000 away from completion.  

F#ck cancer.  

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Ebbs and Flows

I often - or I should say always? - watch videos of past Ironman Kona championships while I do my indoor bike training. This obviously takes place primarily during my winter training schedule.  Aside from being a very fair-weather athlete, it affords me the opportunity to be inspired by the stories that play out on this canvas both for the professionals and age-group athletes, showcasing their talents and determination for all to see.   

One comment or phrase that sticks with me at these times is something along the lines of how much has to go right for an athlete on THE day of any particular event.  You can never guarantee perfect health on race day, or that you won't have some mechanical malfunction to contend with, or that you won't experience adverse weather conditions to cope with.  All of these and more can come at you and test your reserves and mental fortitude.  I can attest to several such circumstances in my time in competition including torrential downpours and hailstorms, slipped bike chain while climbing a hill, and getting kicked in the head during the swim.  

The same reality of ebbs and flows come at you in training and in the life leading up to any given race.  What has been demonstrated to me since I started in this Ironman world in 2008 is that there is no PERFECT path in training, no year in which there has not been bumps along the way.  For age-groupers like myself this means juggling the demands of life outside of Ironman.  Most of us have to work to live into a chance to participate in an Ironman or to afford the cost of equipment and registration fees.  Work and family obligations will come first for us non-professionals.  Regardless of effort or desire, Ironman performance is not our primary or sole commitment.  

2020 and 2021 have tested this balancing act like never before and reminded me of the realities and challenges of keeping focused on a goal.  When I restarted  this journey to Ironman in late 2019 and early 2020 no one would have imagined the impact a global pandemic would have on the plans of mice and men.  In February 2020 I made a commitment to raise funds and awareness in support of the Kids With Cancer Society, DIPG and Ronan Smyth.  And even as COVID continued to take hold of our lives in 2020 I remained focused on my goals and was probably in my best shape since my 20's.  Then, of course, Ironman Canada 2020 was cancelled and my focus shifted to 2021.

These past few weeks have continued to throw curveballs at me, both good and bad as I recommit to my goals.  We've had a reasonable start to spring here in Edmonton that has allowed me to get outside on my bike earlier than I have done in many years prior - up until this weekend when we were hit by a crazy blizzard.  That reality will have me back on the wind trainer again for at least a few more days.  Run training has similarly being going along well and I was pleased with the volume of running that I was getting in - up until I broke one of my toes in a simple household accident!  So moving a bit more gingerly in the short-term.  I was also quite pleased with my progress and stamina in the pool - up until the COVID resurgence in our 3rd wave caused our facility to close yet again.  So back to doing some strength and core training to stimulate those swim muscles.

On the bigger stage of life, I was extraordinarily happy to see my oldest daughter get her first COVID vaccine! (Access given due to underlying chronic health condition)  This follows on my wife's successful vaccination - with full two doses - earlier in March because of her healthcare role.  Others in my extended family also getting or scheduled for doses and I myself scheduled for the end of April.  Relief is starting to cross my furrowed brow.

But life has decided to throw another curveball at me laced with irony.  Being a member of the Cops for Cancer Ironteam since 2008 and now strongly committed to raising $100,000 for the Kids With Cancer Society since last year, my family now finds that cancer has decided to make things even more personal.  Earlier this month, my wife received a diagnosis of breast cancer.  She is in the very early days of this journey and we are both grateful that the cancer was caught early.  We are only now beginning to understand the choices before us and won't have anything close to clarity on treatment plan for several more weeks.  As you can imagine, the emotional and mental stress for her - and for her family - has been very much been about ebbs and flows.  Trying to not future surf, presume the worst, remain optimistic and yet also having those moments of anxiety and fear that test our energy.

In many respects, I believe this reality will also bring me closer to appreciating what Ronan's family had to experience and endure as they navigated through a much harsher reality for their son - having inoperable brain cancer, with no hope of recovery, simply looking for ways to make the most of the time remaining to them.  And they did just that.  They lived life to the fullest possible with the mantra that Ronan came to take on - and which I share - of Why Not!  There is no doubt that Ronan and his family experienced many ebbs and flows with what cancer threw at him and them.  

The reality is we have no say in what life throws at us - broken toe, weather, COVID, cancer diagnosis.  We continue to have a choice as to how we will respond to these ebbs and flows.  We can still live with determination and purpose.  

Ironman Canada is just over 4 months away.  My fundraising goal is $90,000 away from completion.  My life and my commitment will be challenged by my wife's cancer diagnosis but it shall not define us.  

F#ck cancer.  

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Are you a Chicken or a Pig?

I hope that title got your attention!  How does THAT title relate to triathlon and in particular to my 2021 Ironman adventure, fundraising/awareness goals, and commitment to honoring the memory and evolving legacy of Ronan Smyth?  Well let me wax poetic below.

I embarked on this journey in February 2020.  By that point I had committed to doing my third Ironman and first real strenuous athletic effort since the Dopey Challenge of 2018 and my first Ironman distance since 2011.  But it was not until I saw a Facebook post on February 12, 2020, from Ronan Smyth's mom that my inspiration and commitment to this event came into focus.  That date would have been Ronan's 14th birthday and those who saw the post were asked to dedicate something of their day to Ronan's memory and to raising awareness around DIPG - an insidious form of cancer that is a harbinger of certain death for children.  I took up this request and moved it from dedicating an Ironman workout for the day to dedicating my whole year and event to Ronan.  

The work progressed.  The training effort proceeded apace.  And within a few weeks COVID showed up.  I remained hopeful and optimistic despite the initial lockdown. I continued the effort but I became cautious about the fundraising campaign I was hoping to start.  I wanted to launch without distraction and with a hope that people could find something to rally behind.  

Throughout the weeks that followed I continued to keep the faith.  My efforts showed up in positive results and changes with my core strength, bike effort and run capacity.  Perhaps even more exciting for me was the weight loss that I experienced.  As of January 1st I started to focus on getting as lean as possible.  In both of my previous Ironman attempts I had competed at 195 pounds - near what is called the Clydesdale Division!  So I was certainly not lithe and when I saw end-of-race video and compared myself to other athletes I really did feel like a linebacker trying to crash a stick-figure party!  I wanted to know what it would feel like to compete with a substantially less bulky physique.  Using a phone-based dietary app and stubbornness I ended up getting down to 170 pounds by Easter.  I had not seen those kind of numbers since my undergraduate years back in the 1980's!!

Unfortunately, as COVID showed no signs of slacking and in fact continued to vex us throughout the year, we got the news that Ironman Canada 2020 was to be cancelled and if there was to be a third Ironman in my future it would have to be deferred to 2021.  That also definitively caused me to postpone the fundraising and awareness campaign for Ronan, DIPG and the Kids With Cancer Society.  Since that time, it also led to a slackening in workouts and a weight gain rebound back to about 190 pounds before motivation and determination returned.

So I'm back at it.  The workouts have resumed, first swim happened today and the fundraising campaign has commenced.  At the time of writing this blog the funds raised stand at just over $5,000.  A long way yet to go to $100,000 but I am determined to see the finish line for both the race and the campaign by the end of summer 2021.  That is despite the fact that COVID is still with us and the status of all of my races planned - including Ironman Canada at the of August - still somewhat up in the air.  I remain optimistic and am working the weight gain off as well.  Back down to 181 as of this morning.

So COVID could still rain on the parade in 2021.  But this is where the story will be different this year.  If there is no formal Ironman Canada 2021 then a Plan B and a Plan C is already in progress.  One alternative sees several of my teammates on the Cops for Cancer Ironteam being in Penticton, BC, come hell or high water (or perhaps a plague of locusts is the more appropriate analogy), regardless of whether the race runs or not.  We are prepared to complete the distance as a team, on our own, with family and friends providing support, to see our commitment pay off.  

Plan C?  If all else fails I will complete the distance on my own and with the commitment of my individual support team - my wife and family.  I will complete the distances required.  One way or another I will hold true to my commitment.

Similarly, I am just as determined to cross the fundraising finishing line of $100,000.  Some potential donors have asked me to let them know when the Ironman is confirmed as a go.  The indication is that at that point they will make a commitment to the fundraising cause.  A disappointing response but one I understand.  I hope by my example of commitment that regardless of what may come that I will be able to count on their support.  As for me I am ramping up my efforts not only by asking for funds but also by matching donations as they come in.  

So here is where the segue to the Pig and the Chicken enters.  At the end of the day, both the Pig and the Chicken contribute to a breakfast meal for some of us (have to exclude those of you who are vegan).  If we think about bacon and eggs, the Chicken is willing and giving her eggs to the effort.  The Chicken is involved.  The Pig on the other hand is all in.  There is no half-hearted effort here.  The Pig is committed.

So I'm going full on Pig this year.  The distance will be covered.  The fundraising total will be achieved.  No Chicken-hearted approach for me.  How about you?  How committed are you to this cause.  Are you a Chicken or a Pig?

If you can't donate directly I would ask that you share this blog and this donation challenge with your network.  This is too an important an issue to be standing on the sidelines. The link to my challenge is:

Home - Greg Hadubiak Cops for Cancer Ironteam (akaraisin.com)

Thank you.  Let's compete hard!

Alignment & Balance

It's been just over a month since I announced my commitment to making this year's Ironman adventure a much more personal and meaningful cause. I'm in the early days both in terms of workouts and fundraising.  On the latter - and most important part of this work - I've not been idle.  I've been using my social media platforms as best I can, sending out directed e-mails to my contacts (with more to come, so be afraid, be very afraid) and working with a lot of my other contacts in this cause to see what we can achieve in memory of Ronan Smyth and to support the powerful work of the Kids With Cancer Society.

It's obvious that Ironman is composed of multiple disciplines - swimming, biking and running.  What we might forget is that there is so much more than what you might see as these triathletes run, walk or crawl past you on the course :) There are at least two more disciplines that I would add into this mix - the nutrition plan and the mental discipline required, both in the lead-up to the race and as you take yourself through the day of the event. To be truly successful, all these elements have to be in alignment.  

What's the parallel to the work of the Kids with Cancer Society and honoring the memory of Ronan Smyth?  I'd actually like to think there is a lot of resonance between the two seemingly disparate realities.  Alignment is a word that quickly comes to mind.  As I have started to become more immersed and aware of the challenges that the Smyth family faced and went through - and that far to many other other kids and families have to go through - it's clear that there is so much to manage and so many disciplines to be engaged with.  How to manage and coordinate medical care; how to be attentive to the slightest changes in physical, mental, emotional and spiritual wellbeing of your child; how to stay attuned to the needs of other members of your family; how to keep the realities of living going while your life is overtaken by a tragic diagnosis and weeks, months and maybe more of care to your loved one; and, how to keep yourself sane and healthy in this whole process.  

And that's where the other strong parallel between my Ironman adventure and Ronan's journey comes into focus.  While cancer resides in the body of one person and Ironman is a singular athletic pursuit, nothing is achieved - not cure, not comfort, nor finish line - without the commitment and efforts of a team.  As I re-engaged the goal of completing another Ironman, it was reinforced - with 3 kids in the clan when there were only 2 much younger children in our family in 2011 - that I need the tolerance if not support of my family unit.  The time it takes to even now, in the early days of training, to building a base of fitness requires a LOT OF SUPPORT from my family.  Right now this means 1 to 2 hours of workout almost every day which equates to dad being out of the family loop.  That means mom carries more of the burden and/or kids needing to be more self-managed.  By the time summer rolls around we start to talk about 20+ hours of training and weekends largely consumed by long rides and runs. 

Understanding and watching the experience that Ronan and his family went through takes that level of support and commitment to a whole new level.  While the challenge of living through the diagnosis with Ronan fell most strongly on his family, the level of support and commitment that came to the fore - and I hope continues to be there - from extended family, friends, community and even complete strangers was amazing.  Even with that support there can be no doubt that the challenges were, at times, overwhelming.  The reality is that other families continue to go through this every day in Alberta and beyond.  

So in memory of Ronan and to help other kids and their families dealing with a cancer diagnosis, I'm asking you to become part of their extended team.  Let's get aligned and let's help them find some balance in this challenging time.

If you can't donate directly I would ask that you share this blog and this donation challenge with your network.  This is too an important an issue to be standing on the sidelines. The link to my challenge is:

Home - Greg Hadubiak Cops for Cancer Ironteam (akaraisin.com)

Thank you.  Let's compete hard!

Turbulent Times!

Well when I started this little Ironman adventure, targeted fundraising for Kids with Cancer Society, and to raise awareness around DIPG (diffuse intrinsic pontine glioma) I anticipated a lot of potential obstacles and challenges.  COVID-19 and closure of gyms and pools was not on the radar at all!

That being said I come back to the challenging reality that Ronan Smyth and his family grappled with from the day of his diagnosis with DIPG due to his far too early passing.  I know from the brief conversations I have had with his mother and from seeing some of the posts on Facebook, that Ronan faced no shortage of challenges and bad days.  So I persevere.  

At this point there is already a lot of talk about Ironman Canada at the end of August being in potential jeopardy of cancellation.  I suspect that some of my larger lead up events in July are even more at risk.  Nothing I can do about that and I continue to prepare as if the races will happen.  I continue to work with the Kids for Cancer Society to get a fundraising page up and running with specific reference to what I'm doing and noting my commitment to the legacy of Ronan.

So at this point - from a health and athletic standpoint - things are going well.  Aside from the lack of a swimming opportunity right now (and contrary to popular belief about Canadians, snowbanks don't make for much of a substitute for open water) I'm keeping a pretty consistent effort on both my bike and run components.  This sometimes is including brick efforts as well - get off the bike and go straight to run.  I've also continued to work on core strength with those workouts happening about three times a week.  At this point the minimum hours committed to physically getting ready is no less than 7 hours per week and has sometimes peaked up at 11 hours or even more on occasion.

On top of that I have continued to get to Ironman at a weight that is far less than I have ever competed at before.  Post-Christmas turkey I weighed in at 204 pounds.  This was "only" 10 pounds over my usual race weight of 195 pounds.  For those of you who don't know, a guy weighing 200 pounds or more is lovingly classed/called "Clydesdale".  For women I believe the similar term becomes "Amazon".  I didn't want to be in that neighborhood again so committed to a significant weight loss plan since Christmas.  What has that meant?  Well starting back in the first week of January it meant a calorie intake of 1,755 per day.  Over time that has been reduced to where I now sit at a targeted calorie intake of 1,319.  So pretty sparse and routine meals for a long time now.  One of the recent unintended consequences of that has been a flare up of gout in my right foot!  A consequence, apparently, of too much salmon and not enough water.

The results, though, speak for themselves.  As of this morning I now weight in at 173.6 pounds - over 30 pounds down since Christmas and over 20 pounds down from best/worst race weight for an Ironman!  My goal of at least 170 pounds is easily in sight now with the potential of even getting to 165 pounds around Easter.  I feel like Dwayne Johnson in The Game Plan - light on my toes!  It is around Easter that I will cease the weight loss and commit even more fully to more intensive training.  And hopefully swimming will become an option again!

That's the status report during this time of lockdown and social isolation.  In an ironic way, this reality has helped keep me focused on training and personal health as a lot of other distractions have gone away.  

Keep well.  Stay safe.  Let's keep doing this.

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Greg Hadubiak, MHSA, FACHE, CEC, PCC

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