Thursday, May 10, 2012
The training calendar for yesterday said "Bike 5 miles". Well, I didn't get back to read the details because at work I encountered a couple of the gals who are biking together prepping for one of the regional week long biking events that tour around various areas of the state. Not the BIG one (BRAN) or the BIGGER one next door (RAGBRAI)... but in that flavor. Kind of like the relationship between my planned Sprint distance TRI and an Ironman.
Anyhow, they were heading out after work and meeting at one of the local trailheads for a longer ride, and I thought, what the hey, I have Dexter, my new ride (yes, a second childhood car NEEDS a name), to cart the bike out there... and riding in a group is better security (some of us think like that)... and a plot was hatched about half an hour before quittin' time.
I endured some nasty construction induced SLOWNESS getting home, so I barely had time to wiggle my fanny into those new Mother's Day biking shorts and load the bike, and get over where I needed to get. Phooey with reading the plan! Besides, I would have to adapt to ride with others, anyway, and I trusted them to set a good pace.
We started down the trail, and I did at least remember SOME of the advice, like "get used to the gears", practice "spinning", i.e. pedaling at a cadence. But mostly on the way out it was a pleasant chat, listen to the others, and pedal our way through some lovely country. Observed the improvements to the trail (same trail I jogged the 10-miler on in March).
I said good-bye to my chums at the turn around point from the 10 mile race, which is about 4 miles from the trail head. They went on, and I set my focus on what I could remember of the tips... and was treated to some of the little surprises one gets when biking in nearly rural spots. A baby bunny was sitting in the middle of the trail and didn't scamper off until I was almost upon it. And several yards in front of me, a tall wild turkey stalked across the trail. And of course LOTS of humans out enjoying the evening as I was: walking, jogging, biking, pushing strollers, with their kids, or walking dogs. It was, in short, great.
Came home, stretched well, and THEN looked at the training plan. You know what? I've been overdoing what they really meant for week 1! Surprise! This plan is supposed to take you from somewhere less fit that I already am. Well, it *did* say "beginner". I had kind of wondered about a starting workout being 40 minutes long and had been a little worried about what lay ahead.
BUT, it really meant the warm-up, cool-down to be part of the 5 miles, not added ON to it. After doing a double-take, I re-read the plan for the "run 15 minutes", and it was the SAME... the 9-minute warm up was supposed to be PART OF the 15 minutes.
OMG, after having done that half marathon, that would NOT have been much for me. SO! Felt good about my level of fitness... now the challenge is "don't get cocky"! My modified plan is to keep training at the level I'm at now, rather than drop back to what it says on the page. And make sure I TAKE the scheduled rest days.
You know, it's funny how we have certain concepts of ourselves. And we read things in to instructions based on where we are...
Life's good. Spark on!
Wednesday, May 09, 2012
It looks innocent enough. "Run 15 minutes" is what it said on the training calendar for yesterday. Simple, right?
Then you read the detailed instructions: full warmup of 5 minutes walk, light stretch, and two pairs of 1/1 - minute jog, minute walk, before you START the 15 minutes. And of course cool down and stretch after. That "Run 15 minutes" is in fact about a 40 minute workout, in total. Which suited me fine.
Even though I felt a little stiff, being just two days post-half-marathon, by the time I finished I felt really pretty good, and when I got up this morning? I'm thinking that was just what I needed. Feeling NORMAL and fit. OK, maybe a few minor reminders that I did something special on Sunday, but nothing I don't get from a good weekend workout.
And tonight's plan calls for "bike 5 miles". Hee-hee... in details? We shall see! I'm actually psyched at this point for the TRI training!
Tuesday, May 08, 2012
For AlohaEv1 (Kelly) who said to please tell y'all I did something more for myself yesterday than the swim. Yes, I did...
Two things: I bought my own mother's day present, and e-mailed my son in AFG what he got me. Bicycle shorts with padding. Gonna need those the next few months, methinks.
And... here's the biggie. Bought myself a new car. Last car I bought for me was in 1999. Last NEW car I bought was in 1984. So yeah, for me, this is a HUGE reward, and I've been planning it for about two years, and socking the savings away to pay for it, too.
My decision as to what vehicle I would buy for my last pre-retirement vehicle was a see-saw affair of balancing practicality, frugality, lifestyle and self-image. And the winner (for me) was the Honda Fit. Yesterday I took it on a last test-drive and did a test-schlep of my mountain bike to the trailhead, making sure that *this* little old lady could do what she needed to do to support triathlon training without assistance of others: that the bike would indeed "fit" in the Fit, and that I could do the necessary lifting, positioning, etc.
And when I got it back to the dealer, somehow I ended up with it in my garage last night. And said farewell to the junker my 1999 purchase has now become... it served me well, and I let it go a few miles under 100,000. 80,000 of which I put on myself.
I still can't believe I did it, but I did. Tri training starts NOW.
Life is good. Spark on!
Monday, May 07, 2012
It's a very American thing... as soon as one goal is achieved, someone shoves a microphone in the face of the achiever and asks, "So what's next for you?"
Short of the cliche answer (going to Disney land)... it seems we always have to have a "what's next". Well, my what's next was actually defined *before* I signed up for that second half marathon. Since I'd already checked half marathon off the bucket list LAST year, this year's was to be a sprint distance triathlon.
I've already plunked my money down for it. Put it on the calendar. It's 12 weeks of training away.
I have found myself a beginner's training plan that is just the right length, too. www.trinewbies.com/tno_trainingprogr
Today? Oh, yeah... my body somehow is reminding me that I did something special with it yesterday... I am working at moving gently, and stretching. I have the thought in my head that the reason I joined a gym was for the pool, and today would be the perfect day to go use it. After all, I took today as a vacation day.
There are the normal life things too: check on the cats' vaccinations, see if they are due up, and get their licenses. See about getting the bike tuned up, possibly replace the tires for tri training & the race (I have a knobby tired mountain bike, and the goal is not to buy a new bike just for this event.)
Life is good. The half marathon was NOT a finish line... just the gateway to the NEXT adventure. Spark on, my friends!
Sunday, May 06, 2012
No action photos, this one is at home, after showering and stretching and having some lunch and letting the battle of endorphins versus the hamstrings play itself out.
So, here was how my day went: got up early, because I went to bed early. At 5 a.m., happened to check the weather outside and discovered a downpour. Altered my attire plans to add a trash bag with a neck hole cut to get myself to the starting line dry. I figured I could discard it if it was not needed, at any point.
As it turned out, it quit raining a little before 6, and we ended up running on wet streets, but we were only wet because we were sweating or we took advantage of the helpful spectators who offered to spray us down.
So, lined up at the back of the pack, with the rest of the walkers. I was keeping my eye on the 2:45 pacer group, since last year I finished in 2:47:48, and I wanted to beat it. Go figure, a competitive person wants to beat her last time.
HOWEVER, I had zippo, zero, nada for a race strategy, other than "start slow", don't start jogging too soon if you can help it, listen to your body. You see, in the end, for me, finishing = winning. Time is just one of those games I play that sometimes works against me.
I greeted others I knew who were participating at the back of the pack. Didn't even see the guys from work who ended up running it, they were so far in front of me... but I looked up their times afterward and am SOOOO proud of my healthy supportive work place!
I managed to hold myself to a speed walk for the first 5K. Then these little kids at the side of the road offered "free high fives", and I couldn't help myself, I started to jog. I then proceeded to take advantage of downhill grades to give myself a gravity assisted jog interval. The hamstrings started to complain ... hmmmm... not until about mile ten.
But then, as we were headed back up 10th street, not sure just what the mileage is... on the sidelines... my younger sister appeared (we were a few blocks from her home at this point), cheering me on... I paused for the most motivational hug of my life, then moved on with a quick explanation "I have to keep moving or I'll freeze up!"
The last mile was near agony for my hamstrings... I kept trying to change my stride to make them hurt less... I mostly walked that final mile. But then when I turned into the stadium and hit that green carpet? Sprinted (for me, you'd call it jogged) across the finish line. They hung the medal on my neck. I went to pick up water and low fat chocolate milk (I read it is one of the better recovery foods)... then slowed considerably, stretched and swapped race stories with some other runners... picked up my stuff bag (which I didn't even open 'til I got home... it had a towel and a change of clothing that I dropped off, anticipating being wet)... and slowly did a cool down walk to get my car and drive home.
Driving home, I go along the full marathon route. I could see the pacers for 5:15 and 5:30 still on their way out. By the way, if anybody on race day are my heroes? The folks who run a paced marathon or half for the duffers like me... they are probably fit enough to run a much better time, but they have committed themselves to providing this service.
In the end? The endorphins win every time. It's like child birth... the pains are forgotten in the joy of the result. This little medal? Will keep me grinning for a long, long time to come.
And to the spectators that come out and cheer us on, reading names from our bibs and shouting encouragement even when they do not know us personally? Thank you. You keep us going.
Wow! What a ride!
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