Tri Days

It was a three-day weekend! It was a three day weekend??? Aside from how my body feels, it became apparent to me this morning just how tired I am when I was asked by a co-worker if I had been given a black eye over the weekend. Exhausted today, entirely exhausted.

Friday evening included a 2-hour bike followed by a 5-mile run. The run didn't happen as I was trying to baby my knee for the longer run on Sunday. Still icing and doing some anti-inflammatory drugs. We did a transition run for time and called it a night. This concluded around 6:45pm Friday evening.

Saturday morning came quickly on the heels of the Friday evening workout. We were up at 5:15am and in the water at Lake Murray for an open water swim by 6:45am. I was already feeling a little tired but thought the beauty of the lake at sunrise would perk me up. As we headed out onto the dock, there were turtles everywhere as if waiting for our arrival. Oh yeah, and a muskrat...who knew what a muskrat was? I surely didn't! Sheltered life I suppose. We put our wetsuits on and it all came back to me. I hate swimming in a wetsuit. Needless to say, this feeling would not dissipate during the course of the swim. The first 500 meters was quick, consistent and relatively uneventful. I made it out to the buoy, a quick tuck of my zipper cord and off we headed towards the next point in the triangle. Then it happened...that feeling like you've been wrapped in a human-sized rubber band-aid flailing around trying to propel forward. Panic, not a panic attack but more like, freedom, I need freedom! This resulted in me flipping onto my back and eventually treading water for a little bit. I watched my heart rate go up as I resolved that I had to get out of the wetsuit. Middle of the cove, 1000 yards out, yeah, not a viable option really. I eventually made my way back into the dock. Going to have to reacquaint myself with this thing and quickly get over it! We biked for almost 50 miles of rolling hills. Good bike course compliments of our training buddy, Sheila. Nice and steady. Boy were we tired though...but wait, it's only Saturday!

Sunday meant getting up again at 5am. This time to be across town for a 4-hour bike ride. We met our cycling friend, Amanda, out at Caughman park. The ride was relatively easy and consistent throughout. Having some seat issues that will hopefully get resolved this week. Buzz is going to the shop tomorrow for the pre-Half IM Augusta tune up. I think the seat issue was the result of the crash a few weeks ago. Following the ride on Sunday, we ran 7.3 miles (the Snowman 8K Course + some). This was one of our best brick runs this season in my opinion. Despite the hills, we only walked a little and remained consistently paced and in our HR zones throughout. Very successful run for us.

Today is Monday. I don't know how big or how hard it hit me but I had to have been run over by a truck this weekend. At 4pm yesterday, I realized it was the first time I'd sat down most of the weekend. I am so thankful today is a rest day! I plan to take full advantage of it, after work of course. Stay at home folks...enjoy your training opportunities. Those of us working and training are and will remain envious!