Thats One Towel I Wont Be Stealing
WOH, this has not been the easiest week of work to come back to after vacation. As soon as I got back to my desk, which was covered with paperwork, I realized that I had to head back out on the road for two days on business.
So before I could even unpack fully, I was repacking and heading out on a snowy road for a four drive to Helena. Yes, snowy. Even with the amazing scenery (including 123 deer and nine elk), my cold symptoms made the 5:00 am trip pretty rough.
What made things even more difficult was the havoc that my forgotten travel wreaked upon my training. As I said before, through unprecedented luck, I’m racing the Grizzly Tri this weekend. Originally, my Ironman training plan had me doing an all important long day this Saturday. So, to fit everything in, I had to move the long day to the beginning of the week in order to get it in with enough time to recover by race day. So not only did my cold go with me Helena, but so did my bike and trainer. No rest for the weary…or insane.
After cranking out my duties at work, I was dead tired. You know, almost to the point of throwing up fatigued. So, I checked into the Holiday Inn and hit the sack for an hour. That gave me a little pep, with emphasis on little. After that, I heard that there was a new gym called Capital City Health Club in Helena offering free passes to the public. SCORE. The place was swank, and brand spanking new. Looked like the set from a MTV reality show. Got a nice new pool lane to myself and pumped out 2700 yards. After that, it was back to the hotel room.
By this time, it was about 7:00 PM. Well, I figured I didn’t bring my bike to Helena for nothing. I grabbed a hotel towel, opened the balcony door, turned on some Deadliest Catch, and started up. Prescription called for 4 hours of riding at .65-.70 IF. Now, Ive done this kind of ride before indoors. Maybe it was the cold. Maybe it was the lack of sleep. Maybe it was the lack of any kind of true entertainment. Heck, I didn’t even have headphones for music. But this ride was BRUTAL. Just felt like my brain was turning into mush. Towards the end, I just started closing my eyes and dreaming of the finish at Coeur d’alene.
I finally finished up at 11:00. I was drenched in more sweat than a polar bear with hyperthyroidism in a sauna….in Africa. The towel I had been using to wipe my head looked like it had gone ten rounds in Mike Tyson’s corner. But, no fat lady was in sight. On went the running shoes.
I made my way to the basement where the lone treadmill waited in the dark. Fortunately, looks like my nutrition is right on. Had no problem transitioning to my IM run pace at 9:40. Plenty of energy too. Cranked out 6.0 miles in 60 minutes. After 6 hours, my day was done at midnight. Oddly enough, I wasn’t crushed. I surely wasn’t dancing, but I wasn’t dying. After a quick shower, it was shut eye time. Ironvan 1. Holiday Inn 0.
Naturally, with that blow to my body, I wasn’t feeling the best the next day. Of course, the drive back to Kalispell didn’t help either. (23 deer and 3 bald eagles). With an increase in my cold symptoms I decided to take the day off from training. Same goes for today. Actually feeling a bit worse today. With the race coming up this weekend, I’ve decided to just take it easy until showtime.And the Grizzly looks like its going to be a doozy. Right now, there is a forecast for 2-4 inches of snow tonight. Luckily, there appears to be a window of decent weather on race day…lets just hope it stays there. At least I’m in an 11:30 heat. The poor 8:00 am heat people were exiting the pool and starting the bike in the upper 20’s – low 30’s last year. Might as well rename it the Polar Bear. At least I will have plenty of time to prep my bike……