So far it's been a good weekend!
Flagstaff trails
Friday morning I turned my fast tempo run into a nice and easy trail run!
Why?
Because my lungs and chest were burning at minimal aerobic effort, so I didn't care to know what they would feel like while I was running my guts out.
Have I mentioned that I love trail running?
I can't wait to fall out of love with road triathlon, so I can completely devote myself to the trails! But, unfortunately, I don't see it happening anytime soon... So, in the meantime, I will use beautiful singe-track trails as therapy for my body and mind. No road run makes me feel as happy and free and whole as almost any trail run does. 10 miles might have taken an eternity on my watch but I was enjoying every minute of it!
Ryan Stevens and Paul Brinkmann running in Flag
This morning's swim certainly was nothing spectacular. At least not when it comes to my performance. But it's always a good day when I get to share a lane with the famous Paul Brinkmann and he randomly asks: Wanna kick? Because that means I get some quality time with one of my favorite athletes who will share a little bit of his vast wisdom with me. Today we talked about being parents and enjoying the moment. Thanks, Paul!
Miguel Indurain - my favorite cyclist while growing up
After a few mechanical issues (such as about-to-blow-out tires, broken rims, and bikes that need more TLC than I care to give them), I was out the door to join the Big Boys for some riding fun (and most likely a little sufferfest).
Why?
Because it said so on my training plan.
Didn't it also say to go for a tempo run yesterday?
Ahem. Yes. It did.
Does that mean you are suddenly feeling all better today?
Ahem. No. It doesn't.
I don't get it.
Well. You see. If there is one thing I love more than trail running it is riding my bike! And when the weather is nice and Coach M let's me do the group ride, I just have a really hard time resisting. I have to go! I wanna go fast and I wanna go hard. I wanna feel the wind in my face and the snot on my shoulders.
The group was the perfect size. About 15 guys and 1 other girl. I made sure Audrey was going to be there. Then I am a lot less nervous. Actually, the whole group was rather mellow and I felt much more comfortable than usual. I also didn't feel the need to Hang On or Bust like I did on this day. I had a blast! I love me a double pace line and I even enjoyed (trying to hang on during) the sprints. Turns out we had a Dutch ITU Pro (preparing to qualify for the Olympics in San Diego next month) and his coach with us. Those guys are always trouble because they love nothing more than a few (or a lot of) little (or long) sprints here and there. Good times!
I got dropped on a hill fairly late but found a great guy to work with. We just kept the group in sight, put our heads down, and worked hard all the way back into town. We even caught back up to the fast guys and rolled home with them. Thanks for all the pulling, David!
Was this the smart thing to do? Of course not! Was this what my body needed? Nope. Am I feeling so much happier and better about myself now? Yes! This is exactly what my mind needed.
I love this sport. I love going hard. I love my life!
PS: I am really hoping I don't have to write another post entitled Paying the Price in a few days... Here is to feeling better than ok next week!
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