So it's been a while since my last post. Lots going on really. I was off to Europe for a week, which was an absolutely unreal experience, but it did cut in to Ironman training since I really didn't have a chance to train much over there. I did walk a LOT - and I got a short 30 min run done. But that was about it. Now I'm back home and back at it.
Yesterday (Saturday) I had planned on a nice long bike ride. So I set off from home to ride up to Inglewood (about 25k) to meet up with my C3 teammates. Unfortunately with a lot away for races and training camps, there weren't a lot of people out. Worse, nobody who was my speed was there either. Everyone took off and there I was at the back of the pack with just one other person behind me. She struggled up the first few hills so I hung back to wait for her so that we could ride together. Well that was my first mistake. Turns out, once she got warmed up and feeling good waiting for me wasn't in the game plan at all and she left me in her dust pretty quick. Not going to lie I was seriously annoyed at that move. I didn't have to wait for her early in the ride but I did, because in my mind its much more fun to ride with people than alone. I guess she didn't feel the same way. I really struggled mentally with the ride, but on the plus side I did manage to get up the ski hill without getting off my bike and walking (it's a tough climb). I got myself back to the spirit tree, where I stopped in for a coffee and a cheese bun. I was hungry and tired and frustrated and the stop was just what I needed to keep going for the rest of the 20+ km ride home. All said and done it was a little shorter then planned at 105km but it was a 4.5 hour mostly solo ride and I got it done. I didn't feel great, but I figure at this point every little bit counts. Took the rest of the day to rest and eat and recover. I'm not going to lie I was feeling pretty down about the ride. It's hard mentally when you can't keep up and have to ride alone as a result. I mean seriously I thought going to a team ride would give me people to ride with, but wow was I ever wrong. I got home, and ended up talking to Shanta as I was really down after the bad training day. Thankfully she was awesome, and really reassured me that I've done a lot of work already and that I will be fine come race day. It really helps when everyone is reassuring you that everything will be fine.
This morning (Sunday) I head out the door early for a 24k run. I started from home and met Andrea at the running room (11k) and we did 13k together. I ran most of the 11k to get to the Running room but struggled a lot in the second part of my run. We ended up walking quite a bit, but I'm trying to remind myself it's all time on my feet and that it does matter. It was hot, and slow, but overall I'm glad I got the distance done. I think it's important to remember that not every training session can be awesome, and I've had my share of those this year. I'm getting complimented consistently about how much my biking has improved, and even though I don't see that quite yet, I'm sure people aren't lying about it :)
Another couple weeks of training and then taper and race time. I just can't believe the race is 3 weeks away. That is just incredible to me how much time has flown by.
Race day will be here before I know what's hit me… yikes… better get back at it tomorrow.
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