Monday, May 6, 2013

Weekend Recap

This weekend was filled with sports, traffic, and rage....


I set my alarm for 7am, but was up by 6:30.  I had some oatmeal and was out the door running by 7:30. I had a 105 minute run on my schedule. Sometimes it's hard for me to guess my mileage based on time, but I was guessing this would be around a 12 - 13 mile run. So I did a simple out and back up to the Zoo (6 miles one way). The first half of the run is mostly uphill. My splits: 8:11, 7:59, 8:24, 8:13, 8:39, 8:30. I was hungry by the 6 mile mark and ate half of my honey stinger chews. I normally don't have to take anything in during a run this distance, but I guess I was just hungry that day. But onto the second half which is mostly downhill: 7:56, 8:00, 8:10, 7:56, 8:20, 8:09, 7:35.  As you can see my splits are really all over the place. I really wasn't looking at my watch much and over all the run was uneventful. My overall pace was 8:06 which is right around where I want it to be at Raleigh. Oh course the challenge is keeping that pace after swimming and biking. Also I slow down a lot in the heat. So even though I hate that it's still been in the 60s. I would love it to be that temp come race day. One can only wish.

Soon after my run, we (Rachel, M, and myself) were on our way down to Lake Anna for an open water swim clinic. Lake Anna is about an 1:30 drive from DC so we gave ourselves a little over 2 hours to get there since traffic on 95 always sucks. And sure enough it sucked but we still managed to get to the lake right at 1 o'clock which is when the event was suppose to start. But to our surprise they changed the start time till 2 then delayed it a little more. So it was a lot of sitting around which was irritating. Finally Rachel and myself just got in the water and started swimming. The water felt ok at about 63 degrees. Originally a 500 meter course was suppose to be set up but after swimming 6 loops I realized it was not that long. We are guessing it was around 250 - 300 yards. Not really sure? I ended up doing 9 laps and it was great practice. It was really nice to get some open water swimming in since we never really get a chance to do so. Afterwards we stopped at Chick-fila which might have been the highlight of my day. Oh so good! Then it was onto more rage inducing traffic on 95.

Sportz take two: Bikes!

I will be honest here, I woke up with a running nose and I felt so tired! I did not want to do this ride at all and neither did M. We finally got ourselves out the door at 9:30 to start our ride. The schedule had us doing a 3-4 hour ride. I wanted to go on the longer side of the ride since we missed the last two weeks. I was freezing cold all the way up to the BP and the stupid wind. Ugh. With my race wheels on I feel like I am getting blown all the place. It's scarey. When will I get used to these things? I went out a little past the T down river then turned around to go back home. Once I made it back to the T my legs were trashed. I took a quick break and almost bit the dust trying to clip back in. Then I had a serious laugh attack after telling M I was done and there was no way I was making it back home. I don't know why this was so funny but I have never really laughed so hard on my bike. I was going so slow up hill (5mph) and had to unclip to finish my laugh attack before I fell off my bike. The rest of the ride sucked. Then it sucked some more ounce we hit Georgetown and had to ride back to the city to get over to the Hill. Worst 62 miles ever.

Once home I thought about skipping my brick run but forced myself to do it since it was only 20 minutes. My legs felt like crap but started to warm up but by that time I was done. I was happy with my pace on the run but the thought of running about 10 more miles in 4 weeks, ugh. Can I do it at this pace?

The rest of the day turned into napping :) Oh how I love sleep!

What was the favorite part of your weekend?

Happy Monday All :)

1 comment:

  1. The good news is you made it through! Bike rides like that always suck during but are great for mental toughness (ah how we runners/triathletes love that phrase).