I honestly think that last week was one of my best training weeks for a LONG time! I trained for five out of the seven days in some shape or form. I enjoyed each workout and I felt fab.
It was slightly easier to fit exercise in because the Dude is in Sports Camp each day until 4pm and I finish working at 1.30pm, so I had some afternoon time free. That does coincide with the hottest part of the day, so it’s been a sweaty week, but I appreciated the extra time. Having said that, my summer college course also started last week so there’s that to add to the mix as well.
Basically, last week’s training went down like this.
Monday: 5 mile run with 3 1/2m hill repeats
Super hot and sweaty but I basically ran up and down a biggish hill three times. Loved it. I like hills.
Tuesday: 6am spin class. All the endorphins.
Wednesday: 6 mile trail run including 3 big climbs
I snuck off to Edgewood this afternoon. It was HOT, seriously hot, so I was careful not to push the pace at all but just to jog along and have some fun. I was also very wary of snakes but the run was reptile-free. I ran loops around Edgewood and included a 1 mile climb, a 1/2 mile climb and then another mile-long climb. Lots of sweat. My favourite bit was checking my watch, thinking it was 3.15 and realizing it was 3.28 and I had 32 minutes to get back to my car and drive to pick up the Dude. My final mile was 8.35 (it was downhill, admittedly) as I sprinted back! Made it.
Thursday: Rest day.
50 39 mile bike ride
My goal was 50 miles. I cycled 25 miles out to Portola Valley. The sun was shining, the birds were singing and I was seriously loving it. I stopped at Woodside Bakery for a snack and ate a GIANT pecan square. I was only planning to eat half of it but somehow, the whole thing disappeared in my mouth within two minutes. Back on the bike, cycling home. Stopped to take some photos. Legs feeling good. Nether regions not feeling too painful.
And then suddenly my pedal fell off.
I tried to screw it back on but the thread was literally flaking off. I screwed it in long enough to climb the final hill and then coasted downhill with one pedal to Safeway where I sadly admitted defeat and had to call a taxi to bring me and Margarita home.
I have mixed feelings about this. Clearly I’m frustrated not to have done the 50 miles planned but I know that I could have ridden them pretty easily, I was feeling really strong, so I’m pleased with how I rode. I’m also grateful that I was in no danger and didn’t crash or fall or anything. So I’m just basically encouraged and mildly annoyed.
Margarita is in the bike shop. They thought initially I’d need an entirely new crankshaft but they’re trying some kind of coil (which sounds a little gynecological). I should get her back on Wednesday. Whilst I was there, I purchased some dog-ugly cycling shoes and clip-in pedals so it looks like I’ll have to girl up and face my fears in the next few weeks.
Saturday: Unexpected rest day.
I attended an Indian baby ceremony and an American wedding party. There was dancing.
Sunday: 3 mile family run and 2 mile family bike ride.
We kicked off Father’s Day with a slow, easy 3 miler, the Dude on his bike. Late that day, we went to Shoreline Park to cycle round and do some geocaching. Neither were hard-core ‘training’ sessions but it was nice to get out and about.
In addition, work was wonderful. I flipping LOVE teaching preschool. I just love it.
Overall, this was an awesome week and I am very happy with it!!
(Sorry if this sounds smug. I’m not smug, just super happy and grateful).