Hard week. Started with strength and speed work on Monday, then running and swimming on Tuesday. A 50 miler on the bike yesterday, and then master's practice tonight. Lots of hard work. It feels great. I'm wiped out though. I don't think I've been eating right. I'm getting that feeling that I used to get when I was having calorie problems. Drained, empty. Tomorrow will be an off day. I might hit the gym in the morning for some weights, but no endurance related training. I don't think I could do it and then expect to keep up with the team on the Saturday morning group ride.
One of the things that I find interesting about this sport, and one of the reasons I firmly believe it can sometimes be an addiction, is that you spend most of your time wiped out, tired, sore and busy, but for some reason we all wake up and do it again. You would think that at some point we'd realize that maybe it'd just be easier to not do it. It'd sure be easier to stay at home Saturday mornings and watch TV with a cup of coffee and a bowl of cereal. It really takes a certain kind of person to get into this sport. It takes a lot out of you, but it's all you want to do.
So about the swim workout tonight. I don't even remember what we did. It was 2000 meters, I know that. Some stroke work, some sprints. I didn't have a Cliff bar before like I usually do so I wasn't moving too fast. Well, it didn't feel like it. Most of my 100's were around 1:30ish which is pretty good for me. If I'm moving 1:10-1:20 is a good pace for me so I'll take 1:30 considering the week of training I've had.
Tomorrow, Thai food with one of my pals. Then grilling something serious. I'll be ready come Saturday morning for the 60 mile group ride. Weight room in the morning maybe, probably not. I need a break.
Listening to: Pharoahe Monch - Desire
Feeling: I can't feel anything
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