Not much to report this week. Tuesday I went to see our massage terrorist, Ron. I had initially made the appointment expecting to have him work on my back, hip and legs. My legs, hips and lower back felt pretty good after the half-marathon, just the usual soreness. Severe coughing for a week negated any work that I might need on my lower extremities in favor of my back, shoulders, and neck. Surprisingly, I hadn’t put my ribs out of alignment this time, but everything else was knotted up pretty good. While it certainly wasn’t a relaxing massage, it was beneficial. I’m still coughing, but not as badly and my body is now better able to handle it.
|Up and on my bike before the crack of dawn|
I hit my targets for the bike this week. On all three rides, I even added intervals. Joe initially thought that I might need to retest to adjust my thresholds, but then changed his mind since I’ve passing out exhausted in bed before ten each night. Prior to the Outseason, this was a rarity for me.
My runs this week have been just okay. Don’t get me wrong – I still love running, it’s just prior to starting the OS, I had been only doing intervals once a week. And the training plan that I was on had me running almost every day. Now, I’m running only four days a week and doing intervals or negative splitting on every run. Parts of each run is challenging, but not overly so. I have another half-marathon in three weeks so I’m still trying to keep my long-distance fitness on my Sunday runs.
|All my running "reminders"|
|Jo wanted me to skate with her, and|
to, "Not talk (to anyone else), Mom!"
I hit my targets this week, however, the run on Sunday was tough. That’s probably because I got up early on Saturday, did my workout, and then took my Girl Scout troop ice-skating. Since most of my girls have very little, if any, experience ice-skating (except for mine), Ms. Gen spent most of the two-hour session teaching the girls how to ice-skate. It’s actually quite a lot of work to keep a bunch of 2nd and 3rd graders upright on the ice and out of harm's way.
|Running alongside my partner in crime|
One nice thing about my Saturday workout - the kids were asleep for most of it. Translation: no referring, no interruptions, etc. When it was time to do my run, Joe was doing his bike workout on his trainer so we actually exercised next to each other for a time in comfortable silence. Comfortable silence is probably a misnomer since we were both huffing and puffing while doing intervals, the uber-strong fan was blowing fake wind in our faces, the treadmill was humming and Joe’s rhythmic pedaling did make a little noise, but you get the idea...