I’ve been trying to be consistent about exercising though I’m not formally training for anything right now. Standard for me is to get at least 30 minutes of running or walking in on the treadmill, if I do nothing else. This week, I’ve been walking more than running and doing so on an incline to make the workout harder. Even with that short effort, I end up drenched and pleased with myself for showing up and making it happen. Then today, it all almost went to hell.
This morning, I learned firsthand what a huge difference a slight form adjustment can make on a run. I spent the morning on the track with my team. The workout called for 400s with 60 seconds of rest between each 400. The idea was to do at least 12 400s at 5K pace, which for me is a 2:20 per lap, and to do them until I could no longer hold that pace.
Everything hurts. My legs, my back, my arms. I am moving, but gingerly. When I want to put socks on, I have to think about how I’m going to get my feet up to my hands or my hands down to my feet. As I’m getting in and out of the car, I have to think about supporting myself, so I don’t collapse mid-sit. I’m not broken. I’m just in pain, and it’s all Bo’s fault. Continue reading
Pretty much every Wednesday morning, I’m on the track with my team. Sometimes I make the 5:45 workout, sometimes the 7:00. I try to make the earlier workout most of the time, but which one I attend largely depends on how well or how much I slept the night before. Last night, Dave and I were out way past my bedtime (at a Henry Rollins show!), so I went to the 7:00 workout, just barely. It was hard to get moving this morning, but I’m so glad I made the workout. Continue reading
Biking. That’s been my focus this entire season of Ironman training. Twice a week, I do spin classes at the Academy. On Saturdays, I’ve been doing long rides. And until a couple of weeks ago, I was riding again on Sundays, in lieu of a long run. My thinking has been that time on the bike is what I need to be confident going into Wisconsin. I’m not confident yet because I have a healthy respect for the bike course in this particular race, but I’m feeling like I’ve done the best I can to prepare so far. And that’s really all I can do. Continue reading
When I last wrote, I will dealing with a lingering hip injury. Not long after that post, my hip was fixed, and I’ve been running like a mad woman since. Not just running actually. I’ve been running and spinning and playing tennis, which has been a ton of fun. It feels phenomenal to move again without pain. I’ve learned an important lesson from this experience: healing is about surrounding yourself with the right people. Continue reading
Today, we did a test on the bike to check my progress. When my coach Natasha announced that we would be testing, I got nervous, in part because I’ve been training sporadically this past week. Dave and I went to Roatan, Honduras, for four days, and I wasn’t able to do anything but run there. And before I left town, I had a couple of days of hectic work, which meant missed workouts. I could see that maybe I would be rested. I could also see that maybe I would be out of sorts physically because I’d lost my rhythm of training. Maybe I was a little bit of both, given the travel, but I’m encouraged that I tested 18 watts better than I did back on March 17. That was exciting! Continue reading