this past week was another one full of fun-
training block #1 for kona is ovah. work. is. done. since july 1st....lots of time. lots of fun. lots of cross-eyed workouts. quads burning like none other.
how much training? a hundred hours or so.
too much training? maybe we're all different.
peaking too early? probably, but you take what you can get.
could i sustain this? heck no.
and now i have some supreme rest before Saturday's go at steelhead 70.3. and don't go thinking my coach is a slave driver. when i texted him last week saying i was toast, he said, "you asked for it!" ok, true. (on a side note/rant: i feel i get a bit criticized when i talk about my training but on the same token, i'm not out to hide anything. i get the whole "oh you're doing so much" and people talk. but i'd much rather be straight up than play the whole, "oh i don't train that much" or have people think i have a speedy run split because running is "easy" for me. yeah, easy when you PUT IN THE WORK. i personally feel much worse when i'm out riding and everyone says, "oh i've barely been riding my bike" and then they smash me sideways up the hill. okay, rant over. so if you want to roll your eyes at my training, please roll 'em on over to another web page. or you can keep reading, hoping that i'll implode and the hard work will backfire. well, at least it should be a nice train wreck.
ok, back to the fun. this past week was great fun.
saturday we headed to east county for the Great Western Loop...including a one hour climb up Dehesa road. we chose this route because my training meal was to be served with an entree of one-hour super low cadence (but increasing heart rate) climbing. i used my best hypnotism and convinced julie and elizabeth to climb all the way up (to the bee keeper's) in the big ring to keep me company. and at the top, i dubbed us the big ring b%&tches. anyone else want to join the club?
the Great Western Loop is also a nice chance for me to practice my descending (i suck suck suck) and elizabeth gave me lessons. i have been practicing and almost kept up with them on the final descent. i was so close and wanted to be teacher's pet when a bee stung me at 35mph. i didn't stop because i wanted to show my best skills instead of using the "i got stung" excuse so i left the stinger in and flew down.
later in the day it grew
tawnee was wondering who else had been stung while training and how many times. i think i am only up to 3.
sunday, james joined me for another 4 hour ride and 1-hour brick (seems like the sunday routine these days)...first we stopped at the Solana Beach Triathlon to cheer on friends. then
we climbed up torrey pines and then headed east.
after the ride, i could taste the end of the huge block of work i had done. just one hour run and that's it! i ran down to the cardiff statue- he was decorated by some pranksters.