Training Wrap-Up: Week 5

Week 5 went very well. It has been hard to stay motivated. I’m not sure that is the word I’d use to describe it either. 90% of the effort was encouraged by my training partners Katie and her daughter Ellie. I truly feel that if it were not for them – I’d have tossed my event fees in the trash by now.

Swimming: 40 minutes of 40 minutes suggested
Biking: 160 minutes of 105 minutes suggested (see below)
Running: 115 minutes of 105 suggested

I actually went over the suggested training times in the run and bike – giving me 5 days of training in week 5!

Now, about last Saturday – maybe I’ll call it “Black Saturday”… except it was sunny and beautiful and I would do it again – I’m just sick that way. I digress… Katies’s rockin’ husband watched my kids (because my hubby was up-n-at-em bright and early moving rocks and dirt at our new place) while Katie, Ellie and I kicked our own butts. For 2.5 hours we biked and ran and biked. I’m not exactly sure of the distance, but the bike was over 12 miles… 13, maybe 14. The run was 3 plus a little. The bike wasn’t too far – unless you consider the hills. Hills. Evil hills. Mean hills. OK, maybe not to Lance Armstrong, but to the ultra-novice bike rider – a butt-kicker. What comes up must come down – poppycock! What goes down must come up!!! The whole time I felt the cool wind on the downhill, I was dreading the inevitable that lie ahead – death. OK, not death, but there was enough dread that upon approaching and enduring the final climb, the only words I could muster were, “Crapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapicantdoiticantdoitcrapcrapcrapcrapcrap…”

Katie and I (not Ellie though, she’s going gangbusta’s – she passes us on the hills and waits for us at the top – oh to be so young…) have joked about calling us the “Triple E” team – no emesis, no excrement, no expiration. Maybe I’ve said too much. Maybe the truth needs to be told…