The only thing I like more than Ironman training is talking about Ironman Training.
On the surface you would think that Ironman Training and blogging go hand in hand.
That is until about a week ago when the training volume just kicks up a notch and the only thing you have time for is the training – eating – sleeping and of course the extra discipline of Ironman, laundry. Add in a traveling husband a kitchen construction project and these smaller people who call me mom and it leaves very little time for blogging.
Welcome back Ironman Nerves
Last week the nerves kicked in. I have with all of my Ironman races gone through a period of nerves where I feel like I definitely am not doing enough training when in fact I am doing exactly what I’m scheduled for it’s just that the hours are just starting to kick in. Well that happened last week. At least this go around I was expecting it.
Weekly training update
Monday was Memorial day. It would usually be strength training and swimming. Instead I did a nice open water swim with some friends. Very nice and relaxing good start to the week. I took no photos. Bad blogger.
Tuesday I would normally be up and attem early on the trainer and that did not happen. My dear loving husband who supports me and my whims financially has been traveling a lot and when he is out of town and I have to drive carpool I would need to be up at about 4 am to get the trainer session in and that did not happen. So it was a rest day. Yup. Listen hard here and you may hear my nerves begin to build.
Instead of training I got a very overdue massage which was great but as sometimes happens I had not realized exactly how tight my muscles had gotten. My masseuse was a little stunned. She sweetly asked me if I knew what a foam roller was. I replied that I do and like the overachieving type A brown-noser that I am, I shared that I own one and use it almost every day.
She said, “really?” and she didn’t do a good job of hiding that she didn’t believe me. But really I do. Clearly not enough.
She told me specifically drink a lot of water and no strenuous activity so I bagged the trainer session. It was supposed to be an ftp test so it didn’t take much persuading. And afterwards I developed pain in my foot. It hurt to walk. The pain was actually right at the ball of my right foot. It hurt a little to walk which was weird. But I didn’t stress too much about it. I figured it was a bizarre side effect from the massage. I actually know a girl who was injured by a massage. Couldn’t run for about 6 weeks from a bursitis something or other that she swears was from the massage. So I tried not to think about that (read: I couldn’t stop thinking about that).
Wednesday was strength and then my swim was cancelled for weather. Also, my foot still hurt. So I spent my free time obsessing about that. I ruled out gout only after a call to my doctor. Is it red and swollen? No, it’s not gout. Ice, Ibuprofen and come in tomorrow. I of course consulted Dr. Google who was not helpful. I had visions of dead nerves and horrible things. I went to the chiropractor who used the magic muscle relaxer gizmo on my foot and confirmed … I have a very tight muscle in your foot. Don’t walk barefoot or in flip flops for a few days. Okay. Done. And spoiler the next day it was better.
Thursday … FTP test on the bike. I will write a separate report on this because it deserves it. I swear these things get harder with each one that I do. I was seriously doing self affirmation statements in my laundry room to work myself up for it. My last one I bagged and I’m confident that my ftp was wrong for those 8 weeks. So there was a lot of emotion riding on this test. I also ran.
Friday, I ran but not the long run I keep saying I’ll do on Fridays. And then my swim was rained out so if you’re paying attention 1 swim. Yikes. Also I frantically packed the kids bags for sleepaway camp. I had only one meltdown so that was good. I promise it takes me as long to pack them to go as they are gone. Hardly worth it. And I pay for this. But they love it. And now it’s finished. Yay!
Bring on the big weekend triathlon training!
Saturday, nerves were in full force. I normally run with friends on Key Biscayne but I had no takers and the parking lot there is mucho scary early in the morning. So I decided to run from home. I did another round of affirmations because I haven’t had a good run in a loooong time. And don’t forget I’m suffering from the Ironman I’m not training enough syndrome. And it’s hot and humid so good runs are hard to come by. But I headed out the door and slowly banged out 14 miles which put the Ironman training demons to sleep.
Sunday the forecast was crap. I had people pre-cancelling the night before. Oh, hey if it rains I’m bailing. I had 90 miles on the schedule. So I called in my back up folks who are named Frank. He is my coach. He’s retired but the last time I bagged a ride due to rain he gave me a hard time so I texted him and said if everyone bails will you meet me for a few miles and he said yes.
I got up and strong armed my friends into coming. Then I almost brushed my teeth with chamois cream. That would have been terrible. Anyway I told my friends the radar looks fine. We’re good until 10 let’s go. And I have no idea why but they came. So off we road.
We did get caught in some rain but not a lot. My riding pals dropped as we went along. First Benji fresh from Lanzarote bailed because well … Lanzarote. He gets a pass. Then at 60 Mike’s calf seized up and he soft pedaled home. We modified the loop and I came in with 76 miles of road mileage. I did my brick run and told myself I’d do an hour on the trainer at home.
Seriously this was my plan. One more hour on the trainer. I was committed. I headed home and of course I’m starving and here’s where I made a critical mistake. I was starving. So, I ate lunch. Then I went on the trainer. Gah. Horrible idea. 30 minutes later I bagged it. Still I think that’s pretty good effort.
Other highlights include that I wore the new 8 inch tri shorts for my long ride and they were fantastic. Coeur is the best.
Also, I tried Infinit Pickle Trip Wire. Ahem. Not a winner. Nope. Sorry. Moving on. There will be a youtube video of this and perhaps a written review. It will be good for my descriptive writing skills.
So that was my week. Ta-dah. How was your week?