I finished out a hard training week with an intense brick. I rode 40 hard miles followed by a 5 mile run. Not too far....just hard effort. I had to talk to myself during the ride to make sure I put in the work. It woudl have been easy to step the effort back a notch after yesterday's epic ride. My butt was sore! However, I did my job. I pushed pushed pushed. I forced myself to drink my new favorite fuel: Hammer's Sustained energy + HEED. I am really working on my nutrition and making sure I take in enough along the way. I want a steady state of energy not a catch up game as I feel the need.
After Another foggy ride I was home for the semi-quick transition. A few hugs from my boys, a bathroom break, and a "how can I run now?" to my husband. I mean, my legs Must be dead. I hit the road and headed up the .5 mile hill. 4:10...hmmm...that's pretty good! It's usually 4:38 when I am fresh from bed or 4:20 or so after other bikes. Ok...mile 1 was over 7:00...but I stopped to talk to my in-laws. Good. I felt very smooth. My legs were Not tired!?? I ran the 2nd mile, waaay under 7:00. Cool. Still feelign strong! How can it be? Mile 3 faster again! I ran the last mile and worked it but did not kill myself. I just felt completely at ease with my pace. My legs were 100% with me. No wobbly aches. 6:22. WTF?? That can't be. I am still checking my watch. Did I cut a few corners? Did I miss the 2nd part of hte loop? I'm incredulous. I went home and bounced around the kitchen in disbelief? I am truly amazed at how the body can adapt to hard work. I am so proud of my body...my 38 y.0.....birthed 3 babies, 2 surgeries later body. I think that's part of the reason I love this sport. I am tacking thigns that I never ever would have thought possible a few years ago. It is a blast. Just when I think I am going to fall apart or fall asleep, a good workout tucks itself in there to keep me going.
On that note, it's time to lay down and get some rest. Ironman camp is only 3 days away. Now I know I'm ready.