Back to full strength this week. No vestiges of the cold remain. So no more excuses. Weather is getting warmer and time is getting short. This was a very solid week of training and if I’d managed to get in the pool one more time, I might have called it an ideal mix. Almost 4 hours on the bike, 2.5 on my own two feet and 30 minutes in the pool.
I did take the bike into the local shop for a tune-up. Really tried to fix it up myself, but something was off with the front derailleur and it felt like I was making it worse. The poor thing hadn’t had a proper tune up in a couple years, so I brought her in. Better now than the week of the race. Hoping to get out and ride the course soon.
Only three weeks until the Ashland Olympic triathlon….some notes on the rest of the week.
The week after a sickness derails a training plan is sometimes worse for me than the resting and waiting during the sickness. Getting back at it, working out the kinks and convincing your body that you actually want to do this can be frustrating and mildly demoralizing. You just need to push through it and trust that the fitness is still there under the rust and mucus (too much?).
That was this past week for me. I was able to get back to working out, but it was in fits and starts while trying to finally put this hacking cold to rest.
Five weeks until the triathlon….some notes on the rest of the week.
Just one of those days this morning that no route that popped into my head had me excited to run. Even with the recent days off due to the this (slowly) improving cold, nothing felt right. I was also struggling to come up with a purpose for the workout beyond just the miles. I didn’t want to really push it with progressions, intervals or hills and risk backsliding on this cold. Nature eventually provided the answer: trails.
A trail run was just what the doctored ordered. It would get me out of a rut, away from concentrating on pace and still give me a good workout.
Is it just me or does everyone have at least one lost week in a training block to sickness. Just me? Just those of us with kids that swim in the daily petri dish of public schools? I tried to gently work through a few things, but called it quits by the weekend to just try to beat back this hacking cough. Trying to look at it as a blessing. Forcing me to rest before a final push, but patience is hard!
Back at it next week, hopefully healthy. Six weeks until the triathlon….some notes on the rest of the week.
After all the partying this past weekend, Cecilia came down with a cold that kept her out of school the past two days. She was back at it today, but I started feeling crappy yesterday afternoon.
Michelle and I have very different reactions to feeling a cold coming on. She will try to bull her way through it. I basically go the opposite way. At the mere tickling of symptoms, an errant sneeze, I throw all the switches and do my best to head off any cold before it can get started.