Well folks, I survived my week of crazy crazy final push training. Physically, that is (barely). Emotionally and mentally? Uhhh….. well let me just give you a snapshot of some of the texts I’ve sent this week:
“Some days I wish I could punch people in their faces”. “I’m ready for a nap. And a juice box.” “Apparently these people don’t know I’m here to work. Shut the f up and leave me alone”.
You see my friends, all this training is turning me in a very, very ugly person.
I consider myself a nice person. I smile at strangers, hold the door open for people regardless of gender, and even stop to let cars merge on busy highways. I say “good morning” and “thank you” and “have a great day”. I send emoticons in interoffice emails. Generally, I can be depicted as this:
But this past week a scary, scary monster has taken over me and I’ve been more like this:
It’s a good thing this final push is only for one more week, because it’s turning me into quite the little beotch.
I know that this is all from stress: stress of too much training, stress of too little sleep, work stress, home stress (I dogsat this past week for a little pup that was way more of a handful than Kaipo could every be) and stress from having my sweetie gone (although, for our sake, it probably was a good thing he was gone). It’s also probably from a severe lack of wine, which I haven’t touched in two weeks (perhaps it’s time to reconsider my “dry” policy). I’m trying to be better. Really I am. John suggested I up the dose of the 5HTP (a mood stabilizing supplement I take during heavy training) before I commit a violent crime. I’m trying to realize that these voices saying “violence” are really just the final push monsters in my head. I’m trying to tell those voices “shut the f up and leave me alone! I have training to do!”
So, how did last week go?
Monday was a 2 hour early morning bike ride chock full of all the hills in the land. In the PM I hit up the pool for 3k of endless laps followed by form-specific strength exercises to work on my running (a la Running Reform).
Tuesday morning was 80 minutes of the “crazy snake”: hill repeats all over Providence till my legs were throbbing. PM: 75 minute KILLER trainer session on bike, followed by a 1 mile T run.
Wednesday morning was another 3k in the pool (speedy mcspeederson 100m repeats) followed by more strength training. Wednesday afternoon was another trainer session with longer, just sub threshold intervals, followed by a 5 mile run.
Thursday morning brought on more speed with a track session, and then in the evening I did my LONGEST SWIM EVER! 5600 yards in the pond.
Friday was a glorious, glorious rest day.
Saturday was a 100mi bike ride at goal race Watts followed by a 6 mile run at goal race heart rate.
Sunday was a scheduled 18 mile run with intervals, but my hamstring started acting up and I ended the run at 9 miles as a precaution. I spent a good 90 minutes rolling the hell outta my body, and by the evening everything was fine.
So, the grand total this week: 11600 yards of swimming, about 180 miles of biking, 39 miles of running, 90 minutes of strength training.
And now, time to push “replay”. One more week to go!