This week has been like experimenting on your wedding anniversary: fun, painful, with the potential to end up in the emergency room. The non-triathlon life has balanced out as best a Type A personality could want. Also, the weather has also been warming up quite nicely for Montana, although I won’t be surprised if I wake up to two feet of snow sometime this week. Together, this allowed me to finally get outdoors, and boy what a painful relief.
Why painful? Fear not, I have not been chased by a Grizzly…yet. While it’s been fun to have more scenery than my closet door or garage while running/riding, boy or boy has it made my legs hurt. I have been running on the dreadmill pretty consistently this winter, but a few days on pavement made it seem like I was starting running all over again. I have pain in parts of my legs that I didn’t know could hurt….and I’m a doctor…..that doesn’t quack!
Despite the soreness, I have been running outside pretty consistently now. I’m hitting the track every Tuesday with the other triathlon guys and this is GREAT fun. Last week was 7 x 600s at 6:50 pace. I followed that up on Friday with nine miles with 30 intervals at 6:40ish.
Riding has taken a little more of a backseat. Earlier last week, I attempted a FTP test only to bonk out in the second lap. My first interval wasn’t any picnic either. I can’t win them all, and it looks like the FTP is staying at 235 for now. I was able to rebound with a TR’s Goethe on Saturday. I followed that up with a new and surprisingly painful workout later that day. I got on the bike and after warming up, I went to my FTP for two minutes. Then it was off in my running shoes for 2:30 at about 7:00 pace. I repeated this cycle 6 times. The last one definitely called for beer.
I must have recycled more or something this year, because Mother Nature rewarded me with a beautifully calm and sunny day yesterday. As soon as I could finish up work, I headed out for my first ride of the season. It was also my first ride on the new wheels. I was as timid as a Nun at a Nine Inch Nails concert, but this situation is a heck of lot better than the last few years, when my first ride was at the Grizzly Triathlon.
Swimming continues to be great and “boundary stretching.” No, I am not referring to my jammers. I’m swimming faster than ever, and I think I can finally break 16 minutes for 1000y. My PR was 16:06, and I have already put out a non-race 15:30 in March. That’s great and all, but I am dying at times while swimming. Pacing actually seems to be more of the problem right now.
Despite these small gains, I am less than excited because I am absolutely drained this week. For once, I think over-training may be hitting me. Yesterday and today’s swim felt sluggish and off mark. Today’s run on the track an absolute disaster. I knew I was hurting and I tried to take it easy. My warm up miles came up at 8:22 and 8:00. After that, I was so beat I walked/ran for another mile. Interestingly, I suddenly felt more energy and put out and comfortable 7:23. Still, this was nowhere what I wanted to be doing.
So, I am going to take the next few days off from any hard training. I am going to keep my legs and arms lose but nothing hard. Do some bike touring. Go for a leisure run in the sun. Ride like this:
I need a vacation.