IML 12 Weeks Out

This week I held back a bit to save some strength for the upcoming training weekend in Clearlake but managed to get some good stuff in.

Monday
On Sunday I agreed to do a ride up in Napa on Monday with some of the team, but that Sunday night was just too rough. I was exhausted from the workout so opted out of the ride on Monday. Actually what I said in my email was, "I think I was high when I said I would ride on Monday." heh. Instead I slept late, puttered around the house and then Rick came over and we made burgers and ate them in my backyard while freezing our asses off. I'm not supposed to say anymore that San Francisco is lame but dude, it was lame. It was like 50 degrees.

Tuesday
Went down to the Peninsula and rode up Kings Mountain Road, which is about a 4.5 mile climb. It was really awesome. It wasn't too hot or cold but by the time I got to the top I was sweating my ass off. Of course, I froze on the way down. Just under 20 miles and 1600 feet of climbing. After the ride, I made my way from the 280 side of the Peninsula to the 101 side and headed to Burlingame to swim. Did a swim workout and a market set, totaling 3400 yards. Went home and at a big lunch, aka leftover hamburgers.

Wednesday
I took Wednesday off and met with a field investigator for my UFO sighting the week before. No lie. This is serious shit.

Thursday
Did a 40 minute spin workout at home and then cried for 2 hours in therapy.

Friday
Packed and drove to San Rafeal to Moddies' house. We carpooled to Clearlake, about a 2.5 hour drive. Got there and ate dinner and hung out with the Ironteam staff and I got ready for our big workout the next day.

Saturday
Swam 2 miles. Mike K. let me borrow his sleeveless wetsuit with the hopes that it would lessen the open water anxiety I've been having. My wetsuit, when it fit, was very tight across the chest to begin with and now that I am a few pounds heavier it's really, really constricting. I don't feel panicky at all but what happens is I realize I am not getting full breaths. When I stop swimming I am literally wheezing. That is how bad it is. Anyways, Mike's suit was a bit better even tho for the first half mile lap out to the buoy I was complaining and negative talking the whole way. Then I caught up with Tony at the turn around and we swam together for the remaining lap and a half. He was my savior that day. If it wasn't for him, and being able to draft off of him, I wouldn't have finished. I would've talked myself out of it.

Then we got ready for a 102 mile bike ride. I started off really slow and all my normal riding partners passed me easily in the first 10 miles. I was getting worried, but I was just so tired, AND I had like 92 more miles to go so, I was trying to save my energy. I finally caught back up with Nancy and her wonderful energy buoyed me through the rest of the ride. It was pretty hot out, but I felt ok and fairly strong on the last 2/3rds of it all.

Sunday
Did not want to wake up and felt so drowsy and out of it and it was NOT because of the Tylenol PM the night before. I was just. so. tired and sore. I also was a little discouraged that Coach wanted everyone to finish the 16 mile run in 3 hours and I was all, dude...I will never run 16 miles in 3 hours in a million years. I had initially planned to not run the full distance because it gets kind of difficult to come in last all the time (we have a really fast team this year. Last year I was consistantly in the middle of the pack and now I am last. sadface). Moddie and Tami, my usual running partners totally blew me out of the water. Again, I was just so tired feeling. I found Kelly tho and we ran stead 5/2's (five minutes running and 2 minutes walking) the whole way. After about 6 miles of grumbling and saying that I wasn't going to run the full distance, I finally felt good and decided to just blow off the time limit and just do it. It took Kelly and I almost 4 hours. Whoa! Man, I wish I could run fast so that it could NOT four hours of running. But, oh well.

Got back to the run start, stretched and chowed a bagel, took a shower and then Moddie and I drove back to her house where I loaded my car up, put my bike on the roof rack and proceeded to back out of her carport when CRUNCH! Yup...I rammed my bike into her cement overhang. Managed to rip part of the rack off the car AND dent the roof. Nice. I couldn't see any visible damage to my bike, other than the seat being ripped up, but the bike is carbon fiber and that shit don't bend. It cracks and then turns to dust. No, I'm just being dramatic. It doesn't turn to dust. Please oh please let my bike be ok!

Swim - 3 hours 20 minutes
Bike - 10 hours 15 minutes
Run - 3 hours 45 minutes
Total 17 hours 20 minutes