I had lunch with my friend Lisa yesterday and she exclaimed to me "damn, you are like a freakin' garbage disposal"...yes, anything and everything that resembles food is going directly into my mouth. All the years of hard work my mom put in teaching me manners, etiquette, non-slob-like living have been completely erased in the last few weeks. I can power through a burrito in 30 seconds before someone else even digs into the foil to unwrap theirs...and I will inevitably ask if they are going to finish theirs..."are you, chomp chomp chomp, gonna, chomp, eat that?" It's become a tricky balance of eating, drinking, working out and sleeping...it's a constant battle to stay fueled and hydrated.
I also felt like complete garbage on Tuesday/Wednesday this week. The weekend's activities had caught up to me and I crashed, hard. I came home from work on Tuesday and just couldn't do it, couldn't go for a bike ride, couldn't squeeze in a run...it hurt my eyes to stay open to swing by the dry cleaner to dump a load of clothes. I crawled in bed at 6:00 and slept for an hour, only to wake up to slam some dinner in preparation for my long run the next morning and then back to bed. My alarm went off at 5:00am and there looming before me was a 16 mile run...oh sweet baby J, how am I going to do this...well, I'm not. Checked the weather and it looked like Thursday would be just as pleasant, so Thursday it would be...back to bed for another 2.5 hours! Yes, over 10 hours of sleep that night...and still sloth like the next day. Luckily a mini trainer ride and swim practice Wednesday night did the trick and I was re-energized and ready to go again! Rocked my run this morning and am ready for this weekend...
What's happening this weekend?...you ask. We are doing another Dave Scott brick workout and it will go a little somethin' like this...20 mile ride/2 mile run, 20 mile ride/3 mile run, 20 mile ride/4 mile run, 20 mile ride/6 mile run...yep, 80 miles of ridin' and 15 miles of runnin'...then lots o' beer drinkin'...well, not really, Sunday calls for an OWS (open water swim, get down with the lingo will ya?) and a 3 hour ride...whew. Just waiting for the flip of the calendar into June where I will be able to see my sweet, sweet taper calling my name...where I'm sure I will feel like I could lift a garbage truck over my head with all my stored up energy!
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ReplyDeleteThe brick workout you are doing this weekend definitely sounds hardcore, but kinda fun in a sick way. Glad you're feeling better.
ReplyDeleteOMG - you are going to kick butt on the 21st. Your workouts are amazing. I'll watch you pass me on the loops.
ReplyDeleteHa! The days of when eating was a chore. I know what you mean. The taper is soon to come...and much deserved.
ReplyDeleteDo SOMETHING to get Lisa on the running/biking (or)/swimming train. She's already hanging with all of us...she might as well bite the bullet!!
Tilghman! Missy sent me your blog. I am so proud of you! I remember you saying off-handedly back on Drewry St (probably while we were scarfing down Chipotle and TCBY,) "one day, I'd like to do a triathlon." It looks like you are doing just that.
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