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Post Injury SmashWeek


Me, Coach M, Missy Payne

Did I really tell Coach M at the end of last week that:

"I am ready. Bring it on. Hit me hard!"

What was I thinking? I know that Coach listens to her athletes and she did, indeed, bring it on!

It is Thurday night. We just put the kids to bed and read scriptures. It went as follows: Karl calls me. I crawl into their room. Collapse on the floor. Try to stay awake and listen while wondering if I am ever going to be able to get back up.

Although today was an easy day with only 4000m in the pool and 1 hour of core synergistics at the gym, I am still smashed.

However, I have really enjoyed the training this week (so far) and am so happy that my leg has decided to get better quickly and join the party!

My running buddy, Karen, just got back into town and we joined forces on Monday for a good-paced run. I knew it was easier to get the work done with a partner but I had forgotten how much easier! Thank you, Karen!

I was already in love with Tuesday before it even started. Although the plan did not exactly call for two swims in a row, I snuck one in anyway. When Karl got home, I hurried to the gym, jumped on the spin bike and pedaled away. I did a watts test last week on that bike and now Coach has me go on it once a week for some power intervals. No excuses here! The numbers are right in my face and, thanks to that test, Coach knows what I can push. Well, she knows what I am supposed to be able to push.

The plan called for 8* (2 min at 380 watts + 2 min at 220 watts). Wow! That was difficult! I am not sure I have ever pushed that hard on a bike. After the workout was over and I had changed into my running clothes, some dude came over and said: "Weren't you just in the spin room? I was worried you were going to pass out, so I went over CPR in my head in case you fall off." Thanks! I will take it as a compliment.

Next up were 3* (8 min at 300-320 watts + 4 min at 200 watts). I had successfully convinced myself that 300 watts was going to feel somewhat easy but, boy, was I ever wrong. So I struggled some more and did hit all the numbers on the plan.





It was off to the track after that. 2* (4 min, 3 min, 2 min) at 6:00 pace. No problem with 60 Team Run Flagstaff members all running their guts out. I was not sure if I was going to make it but I surprised myself. Nice!

Oops. It is getting late. Before getting ready for tomorrow's ride at 5:30 am, I wanted to let you know that although I have been feeling good during workouts this week, I still struggle. I have been a tired Mama and I don't want to be a tired Mama. I want to have energy to take my kids on fun and exciting adventures and not just survive until after lunch when I get a little break.

And that is why I am currently not doing Ironman.









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