It was bound to happen. It has taken until week 6, but it always happens. Sometime during the training, against all reason, you just stumble upon a day that totally eats your lunch. Today was just such a day.
I know that I just did a swim/ride brick on Saturday, and now here I am doing another one just two days later. This is almost entirely weather-related; but schedules factor in as well. So today was a simple 20 mile ride/4 mile run. They both sucked.
There was an 18 mph headwind, but that wasn’t it. I didn’t sleep well last night, but that wasn’t it. My nutrition for the preceding day was adequate, so that wasn’t it. I struggled with every mile on the bike and every step on the run. I wear a heart-rate monitor, and it was slightly more elevated than usual, but I knew that. I was crabby about the whole headwind thing, and worried about loved ones, but I try not to make excuses; to just accept that there are bad days during training, and today was one of them.
I got it all put down, but it was ugly. The ride was weak but I finished it in about an hour 20, but the run was were it got really bad – I got to the halfway point…22 minutes to the turnaround (from my house down DeJarnette just past the light at the new elementary school), and then it was walk/run to get back home. The trip back took over 30 minutes.
Oh well, it happens. Tomorrow is a 6 mile run and it will be better. Or it won’t. That’s the way it sometimes is.
Random iPod song: Masters of War, Bob Dylan…good for my angry mood.
Thanks for reading…