My week so far:
Monday--
Swim: 5:45am, 00:59:40, 2600 meters
I finally got to workout with Jon. It's been awhile. I felt strong and efficient in the pool, and was able to hold a 1:55 pace without effort. I know there is more efficiency that I can gain with some additional corrections to my form, so I'm really excited.
Run: 6:10pm, 00:38:57, 3.31 miles
This was a slog. It was hot and I was tired from not taking a rest day. But with Hood-to-Coast around the corner, I knew that I needed to get this in. Still, a 11:46/mile is better than the 12:30/mile about a month ago. I'll take it.
Tuesday--
Run: 6:00am, 00:46:48, 4 miles
Track workout:
Warmup - 1 mile
3x - 0.5 mile fast, 0.25 mile recovery
Cooldown - 1mile
Wednesday--
Again, this was effortless.
Warmup - 250m swim, 250m kick
Drill - 8 x 50m, 15sec rest
Main set - 8 x 50m (1:50 pace), 15sec rest, 600m (1:55 pace), 8 x 50m (1:50 pace), 15 sec rest
Drill - 4 x 50m, 15sec rest
Cool down - 100m
Bike: 6:00pm, 00:45:00, 10.20 miles
On the trainer. With oodles of wedding stuff in the background. Maybe by IM I'll have less around the middle!
Transition: 5 minutes
Run: 6:50pm, 00:28:22, 2.24 miles
HOT brick run. I saw some lively encouraging people though, so that was nice.
Thursday--
Bike 1: to and from the time trial, 00:49:30, 11.86 miles
Bike 2: Vancouver Bike Club Time Trial, 00:27:58, 10 miles = 21.5 mph!!!
I've been trying to hit a 21 mph average all dang summer long. Two weeks ago I missed it by 7 stupid seconds. Today, despite a wicked headwind and some yucky crosswinds, I was determined. I repeated to myself over and over again, "pedal harder bitch." This was in between garlic bread burps, which I don't recommend. Why is it that now that I look at my time, I can't help but think "well, only 42 seconds away from 22 mph..." The bummer about meeting a goal is that now you have to meet a harder goal. :-)
Total time for the week so far = 5.96 hours. Week 17 is going to be a good one!
Week 17 Plan:
My very own foam roller! I've used one off and on at the gym over the past few years, but they are hard to find there, and it has always hurt so much that I don't do it again for months and months. With one sitting right next to the couch, maybe I'll be inclined to use it more often. So after my workouts and bath this evening I gave it a whirl. HOLY SHITEBALLS! I was crying and bitching so loudly that we were wondering if the neighbors would come knocking at the door. I made it about 10 minutes. Hopefully this will get easier over time.
