Monday's have turned into a "rest" day lately because of the long runs and bikes on the weekend! A certain someone whose name rhymes with Pete reminded me that a triathlon had 3 parts and I had yet to do ANYTHING this year that resembled swimming. This was the guilt that I needed! It stuck with me all day Monday, and so I forced myself to get to the Y after work. 1800 yards was all I could muster, but it was 1800 more than I had planned on doing.
Tuesday went according to plan with a run and ride before going to percussion rehearsal. Wednesday was on the bike, and Thursday was a good 6 on the treadmill at 5:30. It was the first time I'd gotten up early to work out this month. But looking ahead I knew it was the only chance to get it in due to a busy Thursday evening.
Friday's rest day was wonderful, and I took the prep for Saturday's long run very seriously. Saturday was above freezing, but with heavy winds. Pete and I knocked out 12 miles with a 10:20 first half and 10:00 back half. Today with tired legs I went after the trainer for 2 hours and 15 minutes! And yes, it was as painful as it sounds. T
The back is causing me some grief, but I'm not too alarmed remembering that the plan calls for the long bike on Saturday and long run on Sunday but I switched them in accordance with the weather.
Tomorrow should be fun - headed to Connersville for a spin class with my mom which is taught by my high school classmate Tara Henry! Should be fun!