Another week done

This week has been exhausting on so many levels. New lows were hit this week but I don't think I will be staying there. There are things that I cannot change and that I try my best to accept.

Summary for week 7!

Swim - 1:55 4800m
Bike - 5:55
Run - 2:17 21.6km

A couple of highs: longest trainer ride ever at 3h and longest run of the year at 14km. Most of that pushing a stroller.

Life is throwing more at me this week to I need to relax and get ready for it.

They can't all be good

 That was the theme for both of today's workouts. My swim was a tough slog and on my "fast" sets I couldn't do it so I focussed on technique and just got the distance in. My run was an "incomplete". I couldn't get my breath and I had to cut it short. I am certain that it was residual fatigue from yesterdays 3 hour spin.

I'm not sure how well the balance thing is working out. This morning I was very sleep deprived and quite surly. I put Peanut in front of the computer to play Angry Birds so I could get some more sleep. This is a wake up call (ha!) for me. There is something off about this schedule. This is week 7, next week is a cut back week and the end of the base phase. The next 8 week macrocycle is build and I need to be fresh and rested if I am going to handle the long runs and rides.

Riding mental

If running 54 laps around a track with a stroller is running mental, then riding 3 hours on my indoor trainer is riding mental. With snack breaks (for the older fuzzies), naptime for Junior and a bit of refereeing, the total time it took was 3:40. Not sure what the distance equivalent of that is. It doesn't matter, but I did it. I even remembered to take in lots of calories while on the bike, and I had a huge snack after. My legs feel pleasantly tired.

What I need to do is come up with a workout, get used to really working the gears that I want to race in.

And Junior even slept in until  615am!

Checking in

I'm here. So busy and not enough (well rested) hours in the day to write. Still training, still parenting, still plugging along...

Perspective

Remember growing up when everything seemed so big? Hills were big and roads neverending? That's how I felt about the street I grew up on. It is on a hill and there is another hill in the middle of it. Every now and again I run this road and look at my youth. I remember where my friends lived. The house that burned down. The lot that was vacant the whole time I lived there (15 years) and still was 5 years later. And I love running past the house I grew up in. I always said that if given the chance I would buy it. That's not true now because I love the house I am in and I actually know the owner and when she told be about all the renovations she did I was no longer interested.

 Anyway I started on the west end and ran east. The first hill seemed like nothing today, but I can remember thinking it was so steep whenever I rode my bike up it. I barely noticed the hill in the middle. I can distinctly remember it being 400m long and a 10% grade growing up. How did they manage to flatten it? I picked up speed down the other side, ran past my old house, rounded the corner and ran down the hill on the east side. This is a good steep hill and I do remember flying down it on a bike. This one is probably 5% grade and about 100m long. A challenge in my youth but not now that i am a strong adult runner. And this neverending road is a mear 1.55km. And it took all of 8 minutes to run.

 Perspective...

Spring!

I think it is fair to say that spring is here! I was out this evening and the air had that crispness to it, you know the kind after a rainstorm. The sky is clear and the sun was shining. And now the sun is setting and I can see the colours in the sky. Does this mean that soon I will be riding outside? Possibly. I stand by my wussyness and refuse to go in extreme conditions, at least right now, but I am looking forward to the whir of my tires on the road and the scenery rushing by me. I am looking forward to when my parents are settled in their new house and we return to our regular routine. I hope this means that I will be able to do a long bike ride during the week. Then the shorter ride on the weekend with the option of the brick run. My husband has "called" Thursdays for fishing and I cannot argue with him about it. He is being flexible around my training and he deserves some down time too.

Nice

Isn't it nice to sit in a chair, in peace and quiet, legs extended on an ottoman?