It’s taken me awhile to post this, and maybe it’s because we took our first step backward, and maybe it’s just been because I’ve been tired/busy/lazy/_____. Funny, I wrote “we” in that last sentence, and the plural use of that refers to Brian, because his support and help have been crucial in my training this season. I’ve always had very close relationships with my coaches throughout my years (this really deserves a separate blog post), and I’ve always trained and raced to make those coaches proud. So anytime I have a down week, I always feel, to some extent, like I’ve let my coach down as well as myself. Let’s get to the numbers, and then I’ll continue my train of thought.
S: 5900m, 110′
B: 177.61mi, 521′
R: 20.78mi, 170′
So quite a down week in terms of training (minus an epic Sunday ride, which I’ll get to). By Wednesday I was much more exhausted than normal at masters swim, and then Thursday I skipped masters swim after a poor night’s sleep. I texted Brian for a swim workout to do mid-morning, and after warming up at the pace of a slug (in SCY, no less!), I floundered through a 4×250 set, feeling like I had a bag of bricks tied to my waist. Another 1500y of swimming awaited me, but I couldn’t do it. Got out and texted Brian, who advised taking the rest of the day off. That afternoon, I felt my lymph nodes swelling up, and there was a noticeable pain every time I tried to swallow.
After drinking gallons of water that night, I woke up feeling even worse, and texted Brian, who gave me the worst news possible: take the day completely off. I had gone almost two whole months without a single day off, and at this point it was a source of pride, so to be told I couldn’t do anything definitely sucked. I rested all day Friday, and did a lot of doing nothing. At one point I texted Brian to apologize, because that’s what I do when I let a coach down and can’t tough out the workout(s) I’ve been given. I know that when you’re sick/injured/whatever its better to rest than train through it, but the famous training/competition stories often revolve around how awful the competitor is feeling – Jordan’s Flu Game comes to mind immediately. Brian responded that there was nothing to apologize, and of course he was correct. I’m sure that I’ll apologize to him if/when this happens again, though.
I woke up Saturday and eased back into training, and by Sunday was good enough to head down to Miami to do a group ride with a couple of other Watties – Steve Houston and Andrew Hibbitt. Allison Linnell also rode with us for a short while before having to dip out… to go workout more! We rode 115 miles (my first century ride, my longest single ride, my highest mileage on the bike in a week), and it was a total blast. I managed to put together some footage of riding these past few weeks, which you can find below.
This week I’m back on my grind. Got some big weeks approaching, and some races in the not too far distance future (thank God!)