I’m Such a Wuss
So, I got through my “threes” workout yesterday (3,000 meters of swimming, 30 miles on the bike, and 3 miles of running in 3 hours). It wasn’t too bad except for the run which I sort of crawled through. But today, I planned to man up and was going to try and run long. I was planning to run 13 miles, but my friend advised me to just do 10 since I had recently taken so much time off. So I opted for a nine mile loop starting from my house after which I would decide if I wanted to do another shorter four mile loop after that.
It wasn’t too bad at first, but as I kept running it seemed to just get hotter… and hotter. I still have this thing about not running with my fuel belt, so I was only able to stop at a water fountain every 30 minutes. And for whatever reason, I have it in my head this year that if I’m not working out longer than two hours, I don’t need to take any supplemental fuel with me? Anyway, I should have known once I setup my route to pass my house that it would be trouble. I felt like I was melting and despite not really feeling too fatigued otherwise, my heart rate was absolutely through the roof. Honestly, I felt OK based on my RPE, but I looked at my watch and had to do a double take. Turns out, my HR near the end was around 166 which is about what I’ve raced my sprints at! So at nine miles, I wussed out and called it a day. I checked the Internet when I got home and found out it was only around 86 here today. I would have sworn it was in the 90s (actually, my Polar HRM said it was as high as 93). I have no idea how I toughed it out for so long last year at Wisco. Hopefully, my fitness comes back quickly. Ten days off definitely took its toll and I’m paying the price for it now.
So far so good on the eating front. I’m probably eating too little, but I tend to like to play it safe than sorry.
It looks like it’s going to keep getting hotter right through the weekend. This weekend’s long ride should be an interesting one. Now where did I put those salt tablets?!