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Six Weeks To Go

Only three more big weeks of training and then it is TAPER TIME!!!

The realization that I have not taken enough down time lately slapped me in the face Saturday morning. I was hoping to run 16-17 miles and ended up with 15.5. Certainly not failure by any stretch of the imagination, but just a friendly reminder that I am not invincible and also that being emotionally exhausted can take a huge physical toll on your body.

I had originally thought that last week ended up being more of a rest week than originally planned because I only got in two runs and one bike ride as opposed to the normal 2 bikes, 2-3 runs, and 2 swims. I was anything but rested come Saturday morning when it was time to run. The 15.5 miles that I did run were good and at a good pace, so no complaints, just the need to listen to my body.

I had just come off two big weekends already (15 mile run/101 mile ride one weekend, then a half ironman race the next), so despite the reduction in workload during last week, I still found myself exhausted by the weekend. Oh well, you live and you learn.

I did a short swim Saturday afternoon to help loosen things up and also because it had been a week since I swam last. That is not ok! Sunday morning I had a great (but tiring at the same time) ride down south at the Haak Winery. I rode with several BAM folks and was very, very happy to have the company. I rode 82 miles and while my new bike rides like a dream, it still needs some tweaking to the fit (which I'm scheduled to do this week). My neck and shoulders were not too happy with me after about 30 miles and still are not happy today. I even managed to run a bit after the ride yesterday, in the lovely 95 degree sun on black asphalt. Fall, WHERE DID YOU GO?

Today will either be a total off day or a short, easy run, and I'll be looking for a massage before too long. I think more than anything I really just need sleep, but I'm finding that is hard to come by recently. I am just plain exhausted.

Several of us are heading to the bustling metropolis of Lufkin this weekend for a 100 mile bike ride. I am a bit apprehensive of the ride as it is called "Pineywoods Purgatory" and I have yet to get a good definition of what "hilly" means in that part of the world. We all may die, but we'll have fun in the process.
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Cass said…
Hah! I'm preparing to die next weekend and I keep telling myself that it is acceptable to punk out at 70 miles.
September 28, 2009 at 12:51 PM
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