Week One Training Recap
The first week of training didn’t go exactly as
planned. I try not too be hard on myself because
that’s what people say “aw, don’t be so
hard on youself.” The reality is that I
am EXTREMELY hard on myself. I no longer
say terrible things to myself or “beat myself up” but I hold myself to a
super-human standard with nothing less than absolute 100% adherence revered as victory.
Ahem. Okay. Now that we got that out of the way…here’s
the reality.
Monday – got up and did my scheduled walk and stretch. Monday is an optional day for making up
missed workouts or taking a rest day, but I usually walk and watch The Walking Dead episode that
came out the night before. Get it –
walking with TWD? I wasn’t feeling great, still – my chest felt congested and I only made it one mile instead of two with
a long stretch after.
Tuesday – I took completely off. I had a scare on Monday morning with not
being able to catch my breath and I thought maybe I damaged myself by pushing
too hard in Sunday’s indoor sprint tri.
So, I missed a run, weights session and a swim first crack out of the box. Tuesday was February 27th and February's mileage was just above toilet standard. I decided to double down for a flawless March.
Wednesday – Feeling better, I did my 45/15 bike to run
brick. My little daughter had been
running a fever, so I left work at noon and took her in to the
doctor. Influenza B! Tamilflu for the
whole dang family!! Maybe that’s why I
wasn’t feeling well.
Thursday – Run and weights in the morning swim in the
evening. I got a stupid phone call from
a stupid person that I asked (very nicely, I might add) to leave me alone so many stupid times that it’s
just freaking STUPID. It’s amazing how a
person can ruin your day. Thankfully, there wasn’t much left of mine and I just
went to bed. I tried to turn the pain
into peace and it worked for the most part. At least I got some sleep.
Friday – Rest day. I always
sleep in and take a 100% rest day on Friday. It. Is. Glorious.
Saturday – Rode the bike on the indoor trainer
for 1:15. I need to remove my homespun
aerobar installation / modifications and put my little Trek 1.2 back to being a road bike. It’s pretty uncomfortable that way (I have
made every adjustment and modification I can think of) and will probably be a
handling nightmare once I get it off the trainer. Riding in that position is okay for an hour and
I can get through it – but I have to be prepared for 3 and 4 hour training
rides in just over a month. My bike has been comfy for thousands of miles - I'll wait to get into aero until I can get a tri bike.
Sunday – Ran an hour outside! It was dreary and cloudy and windy and a
little cold but it was OUTSIDE.
So workouts went okay – nutrition wasn’t too terrible. I admit, I was feeling a little sorry for
myself on Thursday night and again on Sunday night. I feel like life is making itself way to
fricking hard right now. Chill out,
life. Chill. Out.
In keeping with my idea to have a yoga break to help
alleviate stress, I made a little area in our bedroom that will work
great. I don’t need my more than about a
foot on either side of the mat and just a room I can close the door on. I don’t slow down very well – but the reality
is that people like me less and less the faster I go. Weird – I like me more
the faster I go. *shrug*
So week one I’d give myself a 75% on. I felt I put forth about 75% effort – some
under circumstances I can’t control, but about 10% was me just diving in to
self-pity to wallow around for a while. It's hard when you want to change how you behave and react to things. The first step is accepting that I am responsible for making it what it is. Then, I can go about changing it.
Here's to a wonderful Week Two!
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