Well I’ve just completed a week worth of training for my “may never happen
triathlon” and I have come to a couple conclusions:
1) All of my bikes are trying to kill me. The road bike just doesn’t seem like it
should hold my “beautimous” body. But it
does! I still feel like I’m going to
topple over and crash into a car resulting in my painful death. My cruiser bike, on the other hand, is going
to kill me via heart attack. Seriously, after riding the road bike for a year,
the cruiser takes so much more effort. It only has 7 gears and I am constantly
struggling to make it go. How in the
world did I go 15+ miles on this thing before the road bike? I must have been
in better shape. The route I biked last night is one of my favorites (7.5 miles
through town) and I can normally do it in 35 minutes. I took me 50 minutes last
night…and I had to pedal…the…whole…time. I seriously want my road bike back
from DJ. (She is borrowing it for a road
race she is doing in a couple weeks…she called me Monday to ask how to shift…LOL
I guess I forgot to tell her. Oops!). And my mountain bike is in desperate need of a
tune up…the brakes still don’t work well. I wouldn’t even consider taking it
out. I can see it now…going doing the
hill by Lion’s Park and my brakes fail and I run into a car…died.
2) Running is really overrated. I don’t understand
why some people are so happy when they run. They are strange or mental, or
both. How could you like it? I dread it every time I go out and I’m still
stuck on walk 5 minutes, run 1 minute. It
is more like a shuffle than a run but I’m moving faster than walking and
according to Eric that is running. I feel good afterwards but getting there isn’t
fun. I managed to walk/run for 3.25
miles. That is 3.25 miles further than I
did last week so yay for me. But last
night I started to get pains in my shins again…ARGH my stupid shins.
3) Why isn’t the swimming longer. I love swimming.
I could swimming for an hour and still get out of the pool and go for a bike
ride. It is by far my favorite
sport. I’m not fast but I could hold my
own in a race. It is probably my fastest event out of the three sports.
So if I were to plan my own triathlon it would be ½ mile swim, 10 mile
ride and 2 mile run. I would walk of
course with a little jog…or shuffle thrown in there.
Last night I did my first, what we in the triathlon racing world (LOL!),
call a “Brick” work out. I biked for 7.5
miles and immediately ran (walked and shuffled) 2 miles. My “transition time”
was 2 minutes. I basically dumped my
bike in the garage, grabbed the iPod, slapped on my GPS running watch and out
the door I went. There are two
transitions in triathlons. Swim to Bike
and Bike to Run. The bike to run, I have
been told, is the most difficult. I
believe it. After dismounting my bike my legs are like Jell-O and to immediately
start running is hard. But I did it.
I wonder if I keep blogging about this training if I would be more
inclined to keep it up…probably not. You
have been warned you 4-5 loyal readers…whoever you are (and thank you for
reading) that I’ll probably be yammering on about my training.
Training Update:
Week 1: Swim = 1600 yards; Bike = 16.8 miles; Run/Walk/Shuffle = 6
miles
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