Respecting the distance!

This week was another good week of training – my second good week in a row, and I definitely feel like there’s been a shift and things are good again! I think a few things have contributed to this – motivation in preparation for Saturday’s run up Mt Tam but also taking the pressure off running has made it more fun. Mixing it up with cycling has also been a lot of fun and made me really happy.

So this week’s training looked like this.

Monday: Rest day.

Kind of planned, kind of unplanned. I’ve really struggled to train on a Monday recently. It’s a busy day, with teaching, childcare and college in the evening.

Tuesday: Totally unplanned doubles day

AM – Spin Class

This was planned and was awesome. I get on the bike like a glass-eyed zombie at 6am and get off at 6.45 wobbly-legged and buzzing. I managed to ‘cycle’ further this week than the previous weeks, the progress has been really exciting.

PM – 5.6 miles trail run

My legs felt really good in the pm and I had some free time so I headed back to Edgewood in the heat, tempered a little with a cool breeze.  Lots of hills, lots of trails and a tiny black garter snake. He was cute but still made me squeal. I’m really loving running hills at the moment. I’m not fast by ANY means but I’m getting steadier.

WednesdayRest Day

Knackered. My legs felt like they’d been hit by a bus so I did nothing.

Thursday – Jillian Michaels 30 Day Shred Level 2

I nearly ended up having a ‘rest day’ but I knew I needed to do something so at 10pm I finally got myself into gear and did a shred workout. Once again, it killed me. I really like this video – it gets me totally exhausted but only lasts 20 minutes, and I feel like it works parts of me that don’t get trained otherwise, like my core and my arms.

FridayBIG bike ride

This was this week’s main push – 60 miles on the bike. Best of all, the Husband had the day off so we were going cycling together. Date days are rare and we haven’t cycled together (without the Dude) for about 3 years so we were both pretty excited. We dropped the Dude off for his last day at Sports Camp and headed off.

Ready to roll

Ready to roll

The first 20 miles were basically us trying to show each other how great we were. The Husband tried to show me how fast he was (#ironballz) and I was trying to show him how much faster I was now than I used to be. We’re competitive by nature (in a good-hearted sense) so we basically pushed ourselves much further than we should have at this point. We got to the turnaround point at 22 miles and both sheepishly confessed how much our legs were aching.

Miles 22 – 30 were tough. My legs were starting to ache and we weren’t even half-way there. We stopped at a cafe (where they were playing ‘Everything I do, I do it for you’ which led to me warbling like a teenager), refueled a little and headed off again. And it got better. My legs started turning better.

me husband cycling

A deeply flattering shot of us both. It was hot. We were tired. My mascara is not waterproof.

 

I learned a few things on this ride. I learned that much as I LOVE having the Husband with me, I like to be in front. I learned that I’m stronger up hills than he is (5’1, not very heavy) and he crushes me downhill (6’4, heavier, not a chicken). I learned that I’m too scared to tuck in behind him and draft but also that it’s very romantic when he tells me to tuck in so he can protect me from the wind. I learned that he needs to eat a lot and often but I don’t need as much. I learned that, for 60 miles, I need two water bottles. And most of all, I learned that 60 miles is MUCH further than 40. 40 miles didn’t bother me much. At the end of 60 miles, my bottom was on fire (‘This… bottom’s on FIIIEEERRRRRR‘) but my legs still felt decent. I was very glad to finish, but I know I had more miles in the legs if necessary. My average speed of 12.7 mph was nothing remarkable and slower than my previous long rides have been but I am happy with how it went.

Having said that…the Husband yelled out in triumph when we hit 50 miles and it struck me that we were only half way towards a century. For the first time, I started to really appreciate the magnitude of 100 miles and how hard it will be. I started to respect the distance!!

me cycling

14 miles to go and suddenly feeling pretty good

Saturday: 13 mile assault on Mt Tamalpais. But that deserves a blog post all it’s own! Coming soon.

Spoiler: we made it

Spoiler: we made it

After two days of massive bike riding and massive running, I can assure you that Sunday will be a rest day!

This coming week, things change.  I’m not teaching any more for the summer so I have more time but I also have the Dude full-time, which is awesome (I’ve missed him) but means I’ll need to plan my training better. I also need to sort my diet out BIG STYLE because I have basically eaten non-stop all week and it’s not been pretty. So those are my plans for the week – eat better and get my training in!

About Cathryn

I'm from Wiltshire, a beautiful rural county in the south of England. My husband, son and I moved to California in August 2010 with my husband's job, whilst I stay at home with The Dude, our gorgeous five year old son. I love running and cycling. I'm a Christian. I am finally learning to cook (about time too). I'm loving exploring this new part of the world and meeting its wonderful people.
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5 Responses to Respecting the distance!

  1. Jen says:

    Fantastic week!! #beastmode #firebum

  2. Great job! Looks like your training is going well!

  3. Angela says:

    Eek! 20 miles on the spin bike & I’m done! Nice job! 🙂

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