This was a relaxed week with no real training plan. I finished up the 20 weeks of training that I completed before my first triathlon: the 20 weeks in which I was doing about half of my final 20-week Ironman training plan. Then this is the one week before I start that actual 20-week Ironman training plan. It’s the “week between.”
You think you want a week with no plan. Until you get to said week with no plan, then you’re constantly talking yourself into and out of workouts. Then you realize that plan actually gives your mind some freedom!
Sunday – Texas State Sprint Tri! 1:39. Read all about it here. = 99 minutes
Monday – Off. Was supposed to have a swim lesson, but it was canceled.
Tuesday – Swam 30 minutes. Just swam easily and nearly continuously. = 30 minutes
Wednesday – Was going to do circuit class and then run, but was tired and went down for a nap. Then it shifted to a bad emotion day. Tired of this!
Thursday – Bike ride with my friend got canceled; she needed to work. Did a 45-minute cycling class then a group Full Body Architect class. = 105 minutes
Friday – Swam 30 minutes with the kids. This was fun. Never knew who was going to pop up in the lane in front of me or splashing next to me! = 30 minutes
Saturday – Ran with the running mom gals in the AM. Hadn’t been out with them in a loooong time (too many long bike rides)! Was great to catch up. = 40 minutes
Ready to get on the final 20 week plan!
TOTAL = 304 minutes = 5 hours 4 minutes
- Swim – 73 minutes = 24%
- Bike – 94 minutes = 31%
- Run – 70 minutes = 23%
- Transition – 6 minutes = 1%
- Strength – 60 minutes = 20%
This week could be summed up: Fast running. Hard biking. Anxious swimming.
After feeling drained emotionally last week, this week I experienced physical symptoms. Headaches every day through Wednesday. Had to take 2 migraine pills in that time. My husband was out of town, so I just immediately took the pills when I felt a migraine coming on. I took no chances and didn’t entertain any thoughts of trying to “gut” it out. Fit in another acupuncture/gwasha appointment on Wednesday. Unfortunately, have taken a few Excedrin Migraine pills each day since.
Emotionally slammed by grief this week. Didn’t see this coming. Yet, as I reflect back, I’m sensing that I really miss the way my Dad would listen to me with his whole being, without judgment, and with unconditional support. I’ve had some misfires with communication in my extended family recently, and perhaps that made me acutely aware of what I’ve been missing. Love you Dad.