21.03.11 - 27.03.11
This was my rest week, which I was really looking forward to as this much training after years of being a couch potato can really tire a person out. However, as with most weeks that follow a god week, it didn't go as well as planned. Partly my fault, partly work and partly a little bug which has been hounding me for this week but never seemed to actually develop into a full blown sickness and then disappear. Today (Sunday) has been the worst as I woke up with a massive headache and feeling so dizzy I felt like I was going to topple over as I made my way down the stairs. I can only hope to wake up feeling better.
Work was a nightmare and had early starts and long days and just wiped me out. This coming week is dead quiet and so I plan to throw myself fully into the 12 hours I am meant to be doing. With work being quiet and the clocks going forward, I will be starting to commute by bike and that will give me 2 hours a day on the bike, of which I hope to make the return hour a high intensity workout and then head straight out for a run once I'm home.
This week became a swimming week and I managed to tick another box and a massive one at that. I swam the IronMan distance (3800m) on Wednesday in an hour and a half and felt good at the end of it.. This fills me with a great deal of confidence for the actual event and I would like to get my time down to the hour mark by the race, as well as feel fine after the swim. With 18 weeks left and 3 sessions a week I feel that this is a doable goal. So with only 3 swim sessions and a short run this week I am going to end this blog with my tail between my legs and a promise that next week will be MUCH better.
W
Sunday 27 March 2011
Monday 21 March 2011
Week 11
14.03.11 - 20.03.11
This has been a good week, a really good week, however owing to the fact that I have misplaced my training journal (an actual book) I wont be able to work out distances or my hours exactly. Work has once again been busy and a general nuisance in my training life... aaargh the frustration! Anyway...
Monday used to be my rest day, however this is now my additional swim night and it was a killer, we did the usual 400m warm up and then started on the main sets and it was a 20 minute session where we had to swim the first 25m slow, then 50m medium and then 25m flat out and then repeat until the 20minutes were up... Ouch!
Tuesday was meant to be rest day but as I hadn't done anything on Sunday I went for a short run of around 5kms. It went alright and I set a slightly faster pace than normal and came back feeling fantastic. My arms were a little sore from Mondays swim but I was still feeling alright.
Wednesday is my favourite day as its my long swim day, and this weeks session had the 30minute TT, which is something I LOVE. Last time I swam 1500m and this time I managed a good 1700m and I was puffed at the end... I also managed to finish off the entire session with a new PB distance of 3050m in an hour and a half. With 19 weeks left I am still confident that I will be able manage a good swim split on race day.
Thursday and I was still feeling good and so headed out for a 8km run, from which I returned feeling awesome. I am loving running at the minute and I finally feel like a real runner.
Friday and it was meant to be a swim night, however worked screwed me over and I ended up only getting home when the session was halfway through. I thus declared Friday a rest day... and chilled out on the sofa and watched sobby... It was Red Nose Day and most of the evening was spent with a little moisture in the eye over all the sad stories that were being shown.
Saturday looked to be a beautiful day as the sun was out and there wasn't a hint of wind, unfortunately first thing in the morning the sun wasn't producing any heat and so I headed indoors for another cup of cooffee, while I waited for the sun to warm up.While I waited I got a little bored and so decided that it was smooth leg season... and so I shaved. No pics as they still need some colour on them! The ride was fantastic! out in shorts and the legs felt strong and I was just flying. I rode to work to see how long it would take me for when I start commuting and I set a reasonable time with a faster than normal avg speed for there and back. I think I may just have started falling in love with my bike again... The rest of Saturday was spent getting thrings prepped for the Half Marathon the next day.
Sunday! Half Marathon Day! I got to Reading way too early, got on a shuttle from the parking and soon I was standing outside Madejski, the home of Reading Football Club. I now had about 2 hours to kill and so headed for the first of many toilet breaks. I wandered arounf the race 'village' before taking a seat in the stadium to just chill and get ready for the race, but not before another toilet break... I was determined that I wasn't going to need to stop for a 'break' on the route. With time remaining I handed in my bag, with all my warm clothes, slipped a very stylish black bin liner over my head to keep my arms warm, it was all the rage and I saw so many people wearing them... I wasn't nervous or worried as I lined up in the 17,580 strong field, this was just going to be another training run and I was right on schedule according to my training plan. The gun went off and after about 10 minutes I finally crossed the start line, the 'race' was on.
I set off at my prescribed heart rate but before I knew it I had gotten into the swing of running with the crowd and my heart rate had skipped Zone 2 and was sitting at the low end of zone 3. I started to slow down gradually until I was comfortable and then found my rythm, however I felt too slow and so I sped up to a slightly faster pace and pretty much stayed there the whole race. All my toilet breaks (5) didn't work and as we hit mile 4 my bladder went "HELLO"... I did however manage to ignore it for most of the race. The course was slightly undulating but very enjoyable and almost the entire route was lined with spectators. I was feeling good when... "gasp' the 1:55 pacemaker went past... What was going on, I sped up till I caught up to her and stayed there for about 2 miles and then I started feeling great and so put foot and passed her on a little climb in the town centre. The people were cheering as I ran up the inside line and I could feel them patting my shoulder and back as I passed them. It felt like they were just cheering for me, I was all smiles when suddenly... The runner in front of me stopped! not just slowed but stopped! STOPPED!! I hit him full tilt in the back and he fell forward and I just managed to awkwardly jump over him so as not to fall, I glanced back and he had stood up and was walking up the hill. I yelled an apology and he waved and I just continued forward at a smart pace.
The miles ticked by until suddenly mile 10 appeared and I had shaved 2 minutes off my PB! I felt awesome and was just having so much fun. Then, my legs suddenly got tired and I slowed down and it seemed like an eternity until the Mile 11 sign appeared. Strangely, I felt a renewed strength in my legs and I set off at a cracking pace, the last 2.1 miles flew by and I just got faster as the Stadium, where the finish line was, got closer. I looked over my shoulder and there was a guy about my age tucked in behind me matching me pace for pace. I was not going to let him beat me, whoever he was. We entered the stadium to the deafening roar of thousands of spectators and I saw him on the far side of the lane, I put my head down and went for it. I looked up just as I crossed the finish line, only to see the back of him... I stopped my watch and saw that I had done a 1:55:36. I had done it, my first Half Marathon ever and I had done a sub 2 hours and PB'd the whole way. I was the 5652 person to cross the start line and was the 5358 person to cross the finish line, so made up 296 places! I was chuffed to say the least.
I got an email today (monday) with my splits and this is how they went;
5K – 00:28:09
10K – 00:55:23
15K – 01:23:04
20K – 01:50:2
This has been a good week, a really good week, however owing to the fact that I have misplaced my training journal (an actual book) I wont be able to work out distances or my hours exactly. Work has once again been busy and a general nuisance in my training life... aaargh the frustration! Anyway...
Monday used to be my rest day, however this is now my additional swim night and it was a killer, we did the usual 400m warm up and then started on the main sets and it was a 20 minute session where we had to swim the first 25m slow, then 50m medium and then 25m flat out and then repeat until the 20minutes were up... Ouch!
Tuesday was meant to be rest day but as I hadn't done anything on Sunday I went for a short run of around 5kms. It went alright and I set a slightly faster pace than normal and came back feeling fantastic. My arms were a little sore from Mondays swim but I was still feeling alright.
Wednesday is my favourite day as its my long swim day, and this weeks session had the 30minute TT, which is something I LOVE. Last time I swam 1500m and this time I managed a good 1700m and I was puffed at the end... I also managed to finish off the entire session with a new PB distance of 3050m in an hour and a half. With 19 weeks left I am still confident that I will be able manage a good swim split on race day.
Thursday and I was still feeling good and so headed out for a 8km run, from which I returned feeling awesome. I am loving running at the minute and I finally feel like a real runner.
Friday and it was meant to be a swim night, however worked screwed me over and I ended up only getting home when the session was halfway through. I thus declared Friday a rest day... and chilled out on the sofa and watched sobby... It was Red Nose Day and most of the evening was spent with a little moisture in the eye over all the sad stories that were being shown.
Saturday looked to be a beautiful day as the sun was out and there wasn't a hint of wind, unfortunately first thing in the morning the sun wasn't producing any heat and so I headed indoors for another cup of cooffee, while I waited for the sun to warm up.While I waited I got a little bored and so decided that it was smooth leg season... and so I shaved. No pics as they still need some colour on them! The ride was fantastic! out in shorts and the legs felt strong and I was just flying. I rode to work to see how long it would take me for when I start commuting and I set a reasonable time with a faster than normal avg speed for there and back. I think I may just have started falling in love with my bike again... The rest of Saturday was spent getting thrings prepped for the Half Marathon the next day.
Sunday! Half Marathon Day! I got to Reading way too early, got on a shuttle from the parking and soon I was standing outside Madejski, the home of Reading Football Club. I now had about 2 hours to kill and so headed for the first of many toilet breaks. I wandered arounf the race 'village' before taking a seat in the stadium to just chill and get ready for the race, but not before another toilet break... I was determined that I wasn't going to need to stop for a 'break' on the route. With time remaining I handed in my bag, with all my warm clothes, slipped a very stylish black bin liner over my head to keep my arms warm, it was all the rage and I saw so many people wearing them... I wasn't nervous or worried as I lined up in the 17,580 strong field, this was just going to be another training run and I was right on schedule according to my training plan. The gun went off and after about 10 minutes I finally crossed the start line, the 'race' was on.
I set off at my prescribed heart rate but before I knew it I had gotten into the swing of running with the crowd and my heart rate had skipped Zone 2 and was sitting at the low end of zone 3. I started to slow down gradually until I was comfortable and then found my rythm, however I felt too slow and so I sped up to a slightly faster pace and pretty much stayed there the whole race. All my toilet breaks (5) didn't work and as we hit mile 4 my bladder went "HELLO"... I did however manage to ignore it for most of the race. The course was slightly undulating but very enjoyable and almost the entire route was lined with spectators. I was feeling good when... "gasp' the 1:55 pacemaker went past... What was going on, I sped up till I caught up to her and stayed there for about 2 miles and then I started feeling great and so put foot and passed her on a little climb in the town centre. The people were cheering as I ran up the inside line and I could feel them patting my shoulder and back as I passed them. It felt like they were just cheering for me, I was all smiles when suddenly... The runner in front of me stopped! not just slowed but stopped! STOPPED!! I hit him full tilt in the back and he fell forward and I just managed to awkwardly jump over him so as not to fall, I glanced back and he had stood up and was walking up the hill. I yelled an apology and he waved and I just continued forward at a smart pace.
The miles ticked by until suddenly mile 10 appeared and I had shaved 2 minutes off my PB! I felt awesome and was just having so much fun. Then, my legs suddenly got tired and I slowed down and it seemed like an eternity until the Mile 11 sign appeared. Strangely, I felt a renewed strength in my legs and I set off at a cracking pace, the last 2.1 miles flew by and I just got faster as the Stadium, where the finish line was, got closer. I looked over my shoulder and there was a guy about my age tucked in behind me matching me pace for pace. I was not going to let him beat me, whoever he was. We entered the stadium to the deafening roar of thousands of spectators and I saw him on the far side of the lane, I put my head down and went for it. I looked up just as I crossed the finish line, only to see the back of him... I stopped my watch and saw that I had done a 1:55:36. I had done it, my first Half Marathon ever and I had done a sub 2 hours and PB'd the whole way. I was the 5652 person to cross the start line and was the 5358 person to cross the finish line, so made up 296 places! I was chuffed to say the least.
I got an email today (monday) with my splits and this is how they went;
5K – 00:28:09
10K – 00:55:23
15K – 01:23:04
20K – 01:50:2
And so I survived week 11 and enjoyed every minute of it, so bring on week 12!!
W
Sunday 13 March 2011
Week 10
07.03.11 - 13.03.11
This was a funny week, and I should be upset as I didn't hit the prescribed hours, however all the sessions that I did do were all very good sessions... I missed out on my hours by 4 and that was lost by the lack of a long ride this sunday. I have hurt my back slightly while at work with lots of heavy lifting and the thought of being hunched over for 4 hours did not appeal to me. I Don't feel that it is a long term injury as after a little rest and a hot bath I am feeling as right as rain. I have also had to adjust my schedule as from next week I start the Build Phase, and this phase includes 1 more swim session and an extra brick session which is incorporated into my long ride day. This phase also concentrates on building Power and Speed as well as increasing duration. This means that my rest day will have to be moved as OxfordTri offer a 3rd swim session on Mondays.
This week was also made difficult thanks to work... if only I was rich enough not to need a full time job...
I did however manage a 3000m swim and all the runs that I did do during the week were all faster paces. I am not going to put any numbers up as they aren't really worthy.
There are a few things that have caught my attention;
1 - My kicking while swimming is very weak and if I could improve that then I feel that I would be a faster and more efficient swimmer. So I will going to all OxTri sessions as they always include kicking drills.
2 - I need to fall in love with cycling again. I love swimming and I love running. I am improving in both of these disciplines yet with my cycling I feel that I am not improving. I am riding longer at the same pace as when I started but I feel that I need to do something to improve my ability on the bike. I think a way to fix this would be to go to the OxTri indoor turbo sessions as its very structured and being amongst others who are better than me might have the same effect as the swimming sessions did. I also need to get off the same old routes and as Patrick, a Club member said 'just get out there and explore'.
3 - Running is going well, I ran 10 miles on Saturday and shaved 3 minutes off my previous time. I did this by running with my housemate, who is like a gazelle, and in order to keep up with him I was having to run outside of my Zone 2 heart rate. I did struggle to keep going at that pace for the final mile of our 11 mile run but at least I know that I can run faster when pushed.
I did spend a large portion of Saturday stripping my bike down andservicing, lubing and greasing up all and sundry and she nows look gleaming. Now just to get out there on her.
So folks watch this space for hopefully a new and improved me.
Bring on week 11
W
This was a funny week, and I should be upset as I didn't hit the prescribed hours, however all the sessions that I did do were all very good sessions... I missed out on my hours by 4 and that was lost by the lack of a long ride this sunday. I have hurt my back slightly while at work with lots of heavy lifting and the thought of being hunched over for 4 hours did not appeal to me. I Don't feel that it is a long term injury as after a little rest and a hot bath I am feeling as right as rain. I have also had to adjust my schedule as from next week I start the Build Phase, and this phase includes 1 more swim session and an extra brick session which is incorporated into my long ride day. This phase also concentrates on building Power and Speed as well as increasing duration. This means that my rest day will have to be moved as OxfordTri offer a 3rd swim session on Mondays.
This week was also made difficult thanks to work... if only I was rich enough not to need a full time job...
I did however manage a 3000m swim and all the runs that I did do during the week were all faster paces. I am not going to put any numbers up as they aren't really worthy.
There are a few things that have caught my attention;
1 - My kicking while swimming is very weak and if I could improve that then I feel that I would be a faster and more efficient swimmer. So I will going to all OxTri sessions as they always include kicking drills.
2 - I need to fall in love with cycling again. I love swimming and I love running. I am improving in both of these disciplines yet with my cycling I feel that I am not improving. I am riding longer at the same pace as when I started but I feel that I need to do something to improve my ability on the bike. I think a way to fix this would be to go to the OxTri indoor turbo sessions as its very structured and being amongst others who are better than me might have the same effect as the swimming sessions did. I also need to get off the same old routes and as Patrick, a Club member said 'just get out there and explore'.
3 - Running is going well, I ran 10 miles on Saturday and shaved 3 minutes off my previous time. I did this by running with my housemate, who is like a gazelle, and in order to keep up with him I was having to run outside of my Zone 2 heart rate. I did struggle to keep going at that pace for the final mile of our 11 mile run but at least I know that I can run faster when pushed.
I did spend a large portion of Saturday stripping my bike down andservicing, lubing and greasing up all and sundry and she nows look gleaming. Now just to get out there on her.
So folks watch this space for hopefully a new and improved me.
Bring on week 11
W
Monday 7 March 2011
Week 9
28.02.11 - 06.03.11
A GREAT WEEK! This was a week where I managed to tick off several goals/targets, I managed all my sessions and passed my target time by 15 minutes. I also dealt with a very painful dentist appointment and a busy week at work. A side-effect from all this exercise is that I now fit into medium t-shirts and size 36 jeans, which need a belt (I used to wear L t-shirts and my size 38 jeans were tight enough not to need a belt) and I still eat alot... yay.
Monday was, as always, my rest day and as I had been sick on the Sunday and didn't exercise I was going to go swimming however I felt that I should take it as a catch up day for all the chores that I missed while sleeping on the Sunday.
Tuesday and I was back in the sweaty game feeling relaxed and recovered and ready to go. I wanted to start extending my weekday runs and so I trimmed 10 minutes off my turbo session, for which my butt thanked me, and after 50 minutes and drenched in sweat I headed out the door. I headed into town and back out and ended up back home in the 40 minutes as planned. I had stayed in my Zone 2 HR and had managed a 5:54mins/km pace. I was really happy with that as previously I was always over 6mins/km. I am aiming for a 5mins/km pace especially over the shorter distances. I finished the run full of energy and for the first time actually feeling like a runner and not someone trying to run.
Wednesday is probably my favourite session. The session is hour and a half swim session at Radley College and the sets are pretty tough. The sets this week all added up to 3000m and I cracked it, this being the furthest I have ever swum before ever. I felt exhausted yet exhilarated and jut full of energy. I was singing all the way home in the car. I am still very very weak when it comes to just kicking drills and that is something I need to work on. My front crawl is strong and now all I need to work on is my speed. The IronMan swim is an additional 800m and I would like to do that in a good time as well as come out of the water feeling strong.
Thursday was a tough day at work and when I got home, the turbo growled at me from the corner and so I decided to skip it and just go for a run. I went out along the same route as Tuesday but added on an additional 5 minutes and that added up to a run of 7:64 kms which gave me a pace of 5:46mins/km. This meant that I ran longer, further and faster and still stayed in my Z2 HR. I am really feeling at peace with the road and I am getting better at listening to my body and making the changes to my pace before my HRM starts to beep at me.
Friday and that means hard swim session at Dragon School where we don't cover a great distance but you do hard sets concentrating on technique. It worked out to be 1900m for the hour but I was told that I needed to move up a lane as I had swum through the entire group in the lane I was in. I was also told that my upper body had
great technique, but my legs were a little all over the place and that I needed to invest in a pool buoy.
Saturdays are a little daunting these days as it is long ride day and my riding isn't great, its not bad, but its not great either. I have jumped away from the training program in a big way as I didn't feel that I was making any change to my riding ability with the times in the program. Last week was 3:15:00 so this week I set myself the target of 4 hours...GULP!! I planned out my route and it showed my 101kms... I hadn't ridden that distance for at least 10 years maybe even longer but I was determined and so off I set. Once again I was carefully monitoring my time and every 20 minutes I would consume something. I managed the ride in a reasonable 4:07:27, I was dead chuffed to have just ridden that long and to have covered that distance. I did sleep for the rest of the afternoon but I had ticked another box off. I have another 20 Saturdays to get up to 180kms and hopefully build some speed into the rides. My saddle seems to have broken in finally and the only discomfort is from sitting on it for 4 hours...
Sunday arrived and I did wake up with a little bit of tightness in my legs, mainly my hamstrings but after walking around for a while they loosened up and I was right as rain. The weather was brilliant as the sun had finally decided to show itself. I was able to go for my run in shorts and a t-shirt and needed my sunglasses. I had planned on running for 1:30 but once I got to an hour and noticed that I had passed 10kms a while back, I decided that today was going to be my first 10miler. I felt light on my feet, my breathing was easy and I was comfortably in the right zone, I even passed a couple of other runners. I was nearing the last mile when my legs start to mention to me that they were a little tired and could we stop, but as Jens Voight does, I just said "shut up legs!" Finally victory was mine, I had knocked off my first 10 miler (16kms) and had done it in a good time for me, 1:33:01 and that gave me a pace of 5:48mins/km, To say I was stoked is an understatement, I was over the moon but completely F***ed. I knocked back a recovery drink and slid into a bath where I silently dreamt of finish lines and victory...
...and so the boxes that got ticked this week were;
1. Swim 3000m in one session
2. Cycle 100kms in one session
3. Run 10 miles in one session
So with 21 weeks remaining here is this week in numbers
10:23:07 hours spent exercising
160.37 kms covered. (looking at that, I think I may have worked out some of my previous distance wrong...)
...and I survived so bring on week 10, the last week of the base training phase.
W.
A GREAT WEEK! This was a week where I managed to tick off several goals/targets, I managed all my sessions and passed my target time by 15 minutes. I also dealt with a very painful dentist appointment and a busy week at work. A side-effect from all this exercise is that I now fit into medium t-shirts and size 36 jeans, which need a belt (I used to wear L t-shirts and my size 38 jeans were tight enough not to need a belt) and I still eat alot... yay.
Monday was, as always, my rest day and as I had been sick on the Sunday and didn't exercise I was going to go swimming however I felt that I should take it as a catch up day for all the chores that I missed while sleeping on the Sunday.
Tuesday and I was back in the sweaty game feeling relaxed and recovered and ready to go. I wanted to start extending my weekday runs and so I trimmed 10 minutes off my turbo session, for which my butt thanked me, and after 50 minutes and drenched in sweat I headed out the door. I headed into town and back out and ended up back home in the 40 minutes as planned. I had stayed in my Zone 2 HR and had managed a 5:54mins/km pace. I was really happy with that as previously I was always over 6mins/km. I am aiming for a 5mins/km pace especially over the shorter distances. I finished the run full of energy and for the first time actually feeling like a runner and not someone trying to run.
Wednesday is probably my favourite session. The session is hour and a half swim session at Radley College and the sets are pretty tough. The sets this week all added up to 3000m and I cracked it, this being the furthest I have ever swum before ever. I felt exhausted yet exhilarated and jut full of energy. I was singing all the way home in the car. I am still very very weak when it comes to just kicking drills and that is something I need to work on. My front crawl is strong and now all I need to work on is my speed. The IronMan swim is an additional 800m and I would like to do that in a good time as well as come out of the water feeling strong.
Thursday was a tough day at work and when I got home, the turbo growled at me from the corner and so I decided to skip it and just go for a run. I went out along the same route as Tuesday but added on an additional 5 minutes and that added up to a run of 7:64 kms which gave me a pace of 5:46mins/km. This meant that I ran longer, further and faster and still stayed in my Z2 HR. I am really feeling at peace with the road and I am getting better at listening to my body and making the changes to my pace before my HRM starts to beep at me.
Friday and that means hard swim session at Dragon School where we don't cover a great distance but you do hard sets concentrating on technique. It worked out to be 1900m for the hour but I was told that I needed to move up a lane as I had swum through the entire group in the lane I was in. I was also told that my upper body had
great technique, but my legs were a little all over the place and that I needed to invest in a pool buoy.
Saturdays are a little daunting these days as it is long ride day and my riding isn't great, its not bad, but its not great either. I have jumped away from the training program in a big way as I didn't feel that I was making any change to my riding ability with the times in the program. Last week was 3:15:00 so this week I set myself the target of 4 hours...GULP!! I planned out my route and it showed my 101kms... I hadn't ridden that distance for at least 10 years maybe even longer but I was determined and so off I set. Once again I was carefully monitoring my time and every 20 minutes I would consume something. I managed the ride in a reasonable 4:07:27, I was dead chuffed to have just ridden that long and to have covered that distance. I did sleep for the rest of the afternoon but I had ticked another box off. I have another 20 Saturdays to get up to 180kms and hopefully build some speed into the rides. My saddle seems to have broken in finally and the only discomfort is from sitting on it for 4 hours...
Sunday arrived and I did wake up with a little bit of tightness in my legs, mainly my hamstrings but after walking around for a while they loosened up and I was right as rain. The weather was brilliant as the sun had finally decided to show itself. I was able to go for my run in shorts and a t-shirt and needed my sunglasses. I had planned on running for 1:30 but once I got to an hour and noticed that I had passed 10kms a while back, I decided that today was going to be my first 10miler. I felt light on my feet, my breathing was easy and I was comfortably in the right zone, I even passed a couple of other runners. I was nearing the last mile when my legs start to mention to me that they were a little tired and could we stop, but as Jens Voight does, I just said "shut up legs!" Finally victory was mine, I had knocked off my first 10 miler (16kms) and had done it in a good time for me, 1:33:01 and that gave me a pace of 5:48mins/km, To say I was stoked is an understatement, I was over the moon but completely F***ed. I knocked back a recovery drink and slid into a bath where I silently dreamt of finish lines and victory...
...and so the boxes that got ticked this week were;
1. Swim 3000m in one session
2. Cycle 100kms in one session
3. Run 10 miles in one session
So with 21 weeks remaining here is this week in numbers
10:23:07 hours spent exercising
160.37 kms covered. (looking at that, I think I may have worked out some of my previous distance wrong...)
...and I survived so bring on week 10, the last week of the base training phase.
W.
Tuesday 1 March 2011
Week 8
21.02.11 - 27.02.11
Short and sweet...
A week fraught with obstacles, some of which I dodged and others which tripped me up and left me sprawling on the floor. 3 days this week I worked 12 hour days, I developed a suspected wisdom tooth infection and caught some weird 24 hr bug that left me exhausted, icy cold and a little bunged up, however I did still manage to hit 4 sessions.
It was abig week for work as we were launching the new livery of the FW33 and as such the Conference Centre underwent a DEEP clean and that was the reason for the 3 12 hr days.
Monday was a rest day
Tuesday was the first day of the toothache and it was at its worst, I had toothache, earache and a cracking headache. I merely crawled up on the sofa and slipped into a daze of painkillers.
Wednesday was better and I was able to manage the pain and hit the swimming pool (after a 12hr day) at Radley College with the Tri Club. I only managed 2200m and felt more than just exhausted. I felt great getting back in the pool, I really do enjoy swimming...
Thursday and waking up I felt exhausted, it was 5am after all!! I had a turbo session and struggled through the hour before practically collapsing into bed... I hate the turbo!!!
Friday and I had planned on swimming unfortunately the school was closed for holidays and so I went out for a run. I felt good and comfortable and my breathing was easy and I really felt like the ground was just slipping away from underneath me. I did however actually have the ground slip away from me when I attempted to jump over a big puddle of mud, slipped and landed right in the middle and as such I now have brown shoes rather than white.
Saturday was long ride day and I decided that my road bike needed to get a breath of fresh air and so I unhitched it from the dreaded turbo and headed out into a rainy and windy saturday morning. I decided that I needed to start practising my on bike nutrition and so every 20 minutes I took something, in order it was sip of water, then carbo drink, then water and bite of energy bar. It was fantastic being out on my Trek and just cruising along the open road. I hit 40kms and turned around. I ended up doing 80.5kms and took me 3:15:00. I am going to start stepping up my long ride times as it was pure bliss even though it was raining.
Sunday and I had a 1:45:00 run planned however when I woke up I was shivering so bad I couldn't even open the bedroom door. I felt ill and more than just exhausted and so though t I would hide in bed for a while, even under a duvet, and blanket with extra layers on me, I couldnt stop shivering and then Istarted to feel queasy... I drifted back to sleep at about 8:30 and woke up again at 13:00 still feeling as rough as anything. I decided to listen to my body and postponed the run...
I exercised for 6:45:00
and covered 117.5kms.
Better luck next week when I need to hit 10hrs...
W
Short and sweet...
A week fraught with obstacles, some of which I dodged and others which tripped me up and left me sprawling on the floor. 3 days this week I worked 12 hour days, I developed a suspected wisdom tooth infection and caught some weird 24 hr bug that left me exhausted, icy cold and a little bunged up, however I did still manage to hit 4 sessions.
It was abig week for work as we were launching the new livery of the FW33 and as such the Conference Centre underwent a DEEP clean and that was the reason for the 3 12 hr days.
Monday was a rest day
Tuesday was the first day of the toothache and it was at its worst, I had toothache, earache and a cracking headache. I merely crawled up on the sofa and slipped into a daze of painkillers.
Wednesday was better and I was able to manage the pain and hit the swimming pool (after a 12hr day) at Radley College with the Tri Club. I only managed 2200m and felt more than just exhausted. I felt great getting back in the pool, I really do enjoy swimming...
Thursday and waking up I felt exhausted, it was 5am after all!! I had a turbo session and struggled through the hour before practically collapsing into bed... I hate the turbo!!!
Friday and I had planned on swimming unfortunately the school was closed for holidays and so I went out for a run. I felt good and comfortable and my breathing was easy and I really felt like the ground was just slipping away from underneath me. I did however actually have the ground slip away from me when I attempted to jump over a big puddle of mud, slipped and landed right in the middle and as such I now have brown shoes rather than white.
Saturday was long ride day and I decided that my road bike needed to get a breath of fresh air and so I unhitched it from the dreaded turbo and headed out into a rainy and windy saturday morning. I decided that I needed to start practising my on bike nutrition and so every 20 minutes I took something, in order it was sip of water, then carbo drink, then water and bite of energy bar. It was fantastic being out on my Trek and just cruising along the open road. I hit 40kms and turned around. I ended up doing 80.5kms and took me 3:15:00. I am going to start stepping up my long ride times as it was pure bliss even though it was raining.
Sunday and I had a 1:45:00 run planned however when I woke up I was shivering so bad I couldn't even open the bedroom door. I felt ill and more than just exhausted and so though t I would hide in bed for a while, even under a duvet, and blanket with extra layers on me, I couldnt stop shivering and then Istarted to feel queasy... I drifted back to sleep at about 8:30 and woke up again at 13:00 still feeling as rough as anything. I decided to listen to my body and postponed the run...
I exercised for 6:45:00
and covered 117.5kms.
Better luck next week when I need to hit 10hrs...
W
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