That's pretty much what the weekend entailed. A long ride with the boys, a swim with a buddy, and a long, brutal, two hour run, for which I was entirely unprepared, mentally. In between those sessions, I ate, slept, and watched old episodes of Lost (because I have two more seasons to try and review before the premier February 2nd).
I actually completed every workout on the training plan coach set out for me this past week. I actually did some extra. Masters practices are ALWAYS more than he'd prescribe. And we rode almost 4 hours when only 2.5 was what was on the agenda...
And, yes, I'm tired. And my legs are feeling a little heavy. And there was no real pep in my step for the last couple days.
But one things is for sure...I'm really, really glad I get to do any of it at all.
I know there are days when the body (and mind) need a break from swim-bike-run. And I know it's not good to always push through when I'm feeling exhausted...but I also know the flip side. I know wanting to be able to do it all and not having that ability. I know just wanting the mental and physical release you get from a run and being too sick to go out and do it. I know watching my friends race and just sitting on the sidelines. And it sucks. So, I try my best not to whine and complain about fatigue and tired muscles. Because I'd take that over the heartache of not being able to do it anyday.
There were a few little whines...or maybe we should call them "moans" this morning at swim practice, but all in all, it was a nice base building workout (36x25, first round with fins, second round just swim). Tonight is another brick. And I'm going to push through it because I know what awaits in just a few days...
And a visit from Boulder :)
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