I never claim to have it all figured out. If I ever utter those words, please feel free to smack me. I figure out a little more each day, but I’m definitely still a work in progress. Some days it feels like an uphill battle. How does one balance work, life, training, and diet? If you have an easy answer, please let me know!
As I mentioned before, I woke up on Tuesday with the plague. Fun. Somehow me being sick became the start of a two day food binge of pretty much anything I could get my hands on. (And this was after a less than stellar food and wine weekend!) Even more fun. And it all just made me feel worse. On Wednesday night, I decided to get on my bike and at least try to complete my workout….even if it involved having a box of tissues next to me the entire ride. Breathing is over rated?
Starting to move put me in the right mindset. Thursday wasn’t a perfect day of food, but it was pretty good. A step in the right direction. On top of eating well, I was designated driver for a Jimmy Buffett concert which I’m pretty sure makes me a saint. Unfortunately, the concert was terrible. They oversold the venue by about 30%. I normally love our local amphitheater, especially the lawn seats. This time though, the lawn seats were so overcrowded that it was pretty much standing with wall to wall people. It literally took the guys over 45 minutes to get a single round of beers. Plus, it screwed with the acoustics so badly that you couldn’t hear the concert half the time. I was excited for the concert since I had never seen him live before, so it was kind of heartbreaking.
The rest of the week and weekend were spot on. I had a swim stroke analysis (more on that later, but so helpful!) and knocked out all of my workouts. Saturday’s long bike ride was especially confidence building. I knocked out 45 miles at just over a 14 mph pace and felt like I could have kept going forever. I could have pretty easily gone faster, honestly. Before my last HIM, I did a similar workout. I was a little bit slower, but I remember finishing that ride and wanting to die. I will take that kind of improvement!
As awesome as my bike was on Saturday, my run on Sunday was terrible! My awesome ultra runner friend Jessica met up with me at a local trail to knock out what should have been around 11 miles. It ended up being 9.5 miles. It was insanely hot out by the end of the run and I didn’t stay on top of my water like I should have. I ran out about halfway through the second loop and never really recovered. But it only makes me stronger in the end. Next time I’ll just have to start earlier! Jessica on the other hand was running circles around me. I promised her that I would get faster in time!
I had a 0.6 pound loss this week. Not huge, but I’m happy with it. Slow and steady! Now to knock down another week. Only 6 weeks til Racine 70.3!