Trying to think where I left this....oh yeah, had a triathlon in Dartford. Went really well, well had a bit of a direction problem on the swim but apart from that was good. Did my best Oly time :)
Bumbled through the next week doing this and that....ie can't remember.....why don't I have a training diary?
Saturday did a parkrun at VP, was ok, sub 22 always the aim, then off to Crossfit in Bethnal Green for first ever try. Loved it, lots of squats, push ups, pull ups and ring dips. My arms were trashed. I going back. Afterwards I tried onmy lovely new wetsuit. How. Fucking. Hard. Was that.
Well, not as hard as getting it off I can tell you!
Then Sunday Horndon on the Hill 10k. A lovely race in an Essex village. Cycled there, around 18 miles all told then ran. Did about 45.14, got third lady. Bonus! Cycled home on trashed legs.
Tuesday saw Russ for some pretty hard PT, which is always good.
Wednesday did LBT at the gym then after work popped to Hyde Park for the aquathlon. Was tired going I know that. Getting changed I broke the zip on my tri suit. And I cried. I bloody cried! Then stomped home :-/ not a good sign for me.
Still, onwards.
Thursday morning I did an interval session before work, then GRIT class at lunchtime.
I booked Friday off because suddenly it seemed that nothing I wanted could be found because I've been running around too much,I needed a day of life laundry.
Life laundry done we travelled to Dorney Lake on Saturday for the Bananaman tri. I won a place in a draw so why not :)
800m swim, 31.5k bike, 7.5k run.
I was worried about the wetsuit but figuredf I couldn't get it on it was warm enough to swim without. However I needn't have been so het up. Turns out that when I'm not already sweaty and exhausted from racing a 5k and doing a crossfit class it goes on easy!
And.....
It slipped off pretty damn quick too. It's my slut wetsuit :-D
Bike on the looks of it should be easy. Flat 5k ish loops.
Bloody isn't cos of the crosswind by the lake, wind is my nemesis, ever since my first ever 20mile run where it made me cry lots. Also my shorts choice was all wrong. I may have mentioned that on face book :-/
Anyway, it got done. Run was good, I've calculated around a 45, 46 minute 10k pace, I can't argue with that. All in all I wasn't unhappy.
Sunday was another 10k. 2 years ago I was First Lady with 45.34. This year I was 6th with 45.29.
Tbh, I was rubbish. At 5k I just lost all speed and suddenly realised how tired I was, my legs just would not turn over any quicker. On a 10k I look for the k splits to be less than 4.30. K 5 was 4 47, k 6 was 5.01. I picked it back up after that but the damage was done.
Yeah I know I'm racing on tired legs.
Today I had another day off. To cycle to meet friends and then cycle to Epping for the tour. I worried overnight about how much cycling I was up for. I knew today would not be a feel good day for me.
Anyway, I cycled to Abridge, about 8 miles and met my friends and also a other group of cyclist from nearby. We had some drinks at the cafe. I realised why I'm not part of a cycling club, or that I am just the most grumpy antisocial person ever, one of those.
We set off from the cafe on what was to be a very circuitous route to where we would watch the tour. I realised almost immediately my legs had nothing in them. I was going to be hanging off the back all day. I didn't want that. I saw a pub I knew that I could get home from and said to Mark who was hanging back with me that he should go on and I'd go home.
Got home at 11, promptly slept for 2 hours.
Woke up, watched the tour on tv :)
I think I needed to just chill out a bit. I can't race for 2 weeks as I'm going away next Saturday on a conference.
This is a Very. Good. Thing.
