Ten weeks down. Holy crap. And only six weeks left to go. I can’t believe how quickly it’s approaching. Can I buy myself some more time please?
I will admit, this week was not my best. I hit a bit of a mental wall, obvious by my last post and my lack of a usual Friday post. And while I may have cried, kicked, and screamed my way through this week in a melt down of “I can’t do this” whines, I’ll be okay.
Monday- 2.5 mile run
This was the beginning of my meltdown. I went out for my first outside run in like, forever *stupidrain* and it was awful! My shins were hurting, I couldn’t control my breathing, and I barely made the 2.5 miles I did. I really wanted to just sit down on a curb a mile in and cry until some nice stranger picked me up and took me home or something. I don’t really know, but I was cranky and unhappy and spiraled out of control the rest of the week from here.
Tuesday- 2300m swim/20 miles bike
I say I was in a spiral, but my Tuesday was just peachy. I was cranky all day, but I managed a good day of workouts. I did 2300m in drills with the tri club at our morning swim practice and then headed out with them for an evening 20 mile bike ride too. All was fine. Albeit I was cranky, but I did fine.
|Channel your inner Julie Moss|
Wednesday- 2000m swim
Normally I would run outside on Wednesday morning, but my shins were achy and I still hadn’t shaken the mental hurt from Monday’s run. I knew I’d be missing Thursday’s swim practice, so I opted to hit the pool thinking I would run outside after work (HA!) Well, I got the swim in. No run though. I just couldn’t get over my Monday crash and burn and ended up talking myself out of an afternoon run. Because negotiating workouts with myself is what I do best.
Thursday- 24.45 miles of hilly biking!
This was another day where my pity party struck me down. My plan, seeing as I was on school schedule for work and was home by 3pm, was to ride an hour solo then meet up with my tri club for another hour and half. Then I hemmed and hawed and whined about how I was feeling this week and couldn’t decide if I should go to spinning or go ride with my club and the time ticked by. Finally I put on my big girl tri shorts and met up with my club for a hilly ride. I need the hill climbing practice, so I was happy with my ultimate decision, though I wish I had done some solo saddle time too.
Friday- Rest day
Didn’t need it, but I took it. That’s that.
Saturday- 5.5 mile run
My shins were still a bit hurty, but I knew I needed to log more miles than a base run. Once I got going I actually felt great, but this was the first day I have encountered heat and humidity in fell swoop since last summer and I suffered a bit. My body, my breathing, it was all good, but my heart rate was up. I called it at 5.5 miles since, even running 10 minute miles, I couldn’t get my heart rate down. So that was frustrating. I need to start doing a lot of runs in the afternoons and evening after work so I can get more acclimated to running in heat and humidity again. Because Syracuse in June is brutal and it’s only going to get worse from here. May as well prep myself for what’s to come at IMCuse.
Sunday- Brick: 8/1 miles
I had the best of intentions of doing a 30/3 mile brick, but with my parents and in-laws were coming for brunch and I really needed to clean my house. So I chopped my workout down which was okay because for whatever reason my legs were kind of sore and tired. This slowed me down on the bike but my run was good. I paced well and maintained a comfortable enough pace to snag a sub-30 5k which is my goal for my sprint tri’s this season.
Swim: 4300m/2.67 miles
Bike: 52.52 miles
Run: 9.02 miles
Total: 6 hours 12 minutes (BOOOOOO)
Eh, if I hadn’t been such a mess it would have been a good week. I got in my own head though and let myself fall apart. So, this upcoming week is going to be a bit different since it’s a race week for me-
M- Recovery spin
S- Race Day- THE RAT SNAKE (i.e. imminent run-bike-death)