So I fell off the blogging wagon because I have been so busy with the actual course.
Tuesday night is running practice – it’s been going relatively well. The physio had me not go for the second session, because my shin splints were hurting, and she said that a week off would do me good. She had me taped up that week, and stretching at every and any moment. The third week I was allowed to run 2 minutes, walk 30 seconds and I managed 45 seconds running on the path before it started to hurt. I immediately went to walking. After 2 minutes the coach suggested trying running on the grass next to the path, and I was able to do the intervals as prescribed. Week four was a run through the park which was I believe about 1.3 km, then hill sprints.
I tried hill sprints and felt it twinge, and decided to wuss on the sprints. I just ran normally, in the dirt to the right of the path that we were using, and was OK. I walked back to the stadium and headed home. Week 5 (last week) I went all out. We had an ‘endurance run’. As I was the only person doing the mini tri in my running group I went with the 3km runners. We had a 500m loop to run, and I managed it (slowly) five times in 18 minutes 40 seconds. It works out to about 8km an hour, which isn’t fast, but I had NO PAIN! 18 minutes and 40 seconds or 2.5km of constant running with no pain! Fricken woot or what?! That’s once around the park plus a bit! I’ve never done that before, so I was pretty damn proud.
Swim training. Well. I knew I wouldn’t be good. I was right. While I don’t feel like I’ve improved, I’m swimming further but still feeling exhausted after it all. I just have to keep in my mind that it was a struggle to swim 150 metres; now I can swim 500 metres before I feel the same level of tiredness. A couple of weeks ago I sprained a facet joint in my neck while swimming. I couldn’t turn my neck to the right much (gosh, 25km down the freeway at 100km/h is fun when you can’t turn your neck) so I went to the physiotherapist downstairs from work. Yes, if you are counting I have 2 physiotherapists at the one time. Anyway, he gave me back the ability to turn my neck, and I’m still getting treatment to get it back to normal.
To make up for my cut very short session, I went swimming after cycling last week. I managed 500 metres (I was trying for about 800 metres, and supposed to swim about a kilometre), before realising that I was too tired to properly work. My form went even more to poo when I was tired, so I was just swimming myself into exhaustion. I drove home, and managed to talk to Jeremy for a full 20 minutes before I said: “I think I’ll take a nap in the hammock”. I slept for 2 hours. Glorious.
We went cycling that afternoon, and it was so much fun. Jeremy was just test riding the bike that he replaced the bottom bracket in, so we went around the block, so to speak – 40km. I realised that I have missed riding for pleasure. I haven’t been able to ride to work these past weeks, because if we don’t have something on I have training instead, so it’s been a bit of car driving – at least 240km of driving to training sessions alone. If I ride it has been from Challenge Stadium, and I don’t have the stamina to ride the 40km there, do the training session and then ride the 40km home.
Today was the day that we put it all together – we had a mini triathlon, with a swim in the ocean, a bike ride up the road, and a quick dash. That deserves a post by itself.