From 0 to 120 in Seven Days

I wonder what it’s like to go 120 in a car. I’ll never find out, but I’m curious if your face flies back like when people skydive. I would think so.

I wonder what this feels like. Probably dry.

I wonder what this feels like. Probably dry. And windy.

I’m 30.5 weeks ahead of Ironman Florida.  It doesn’t seem like that much time when you think about all the training the race will require, but then again, it’s over half a year. I’m sure it’ll be here before I know it, so it’s time to get to work!

Last week, I started riding my bike and swimming. I rode 30 miles on the trainer once, then twice, I rode 20 easy miles. No intensity was necessary, as I felt I needed to avoid ramping up miles and intensity at the same time. Saturday, I decided that I needed to get up to 50 miles. I planned to meet up with my friend, Gary, so we took off early on the route we rode tons of times last year. Part of it is a 4-lane highway at 60 mph (for the cars, not me because if it was me, hello Kona!), but it’s a good route with a 30 mile loop. There’s a convenience store that’s conveniently located for pit stops as well. I felt the 30 miles was done at a pretty good pace, especially since it was the first road ride in a LONG time. My device didn’t work right, but Gary’s Garmin said we were going between 17-18 mph. I felt like we were going slightly north of that, but who am I to argue with a Garmin?

I mentioned last week that my tri bike didn’t feel that different from my old road bike. Well, once I got on the road, I could definitely feel a difference.  It was good, and when we were done with the 30 (Gary’s first 30 in a long time), I decided to go home and ride another 20 miles on my trainer to avoid the A-holes who think they don’t have enough space in an entire highway to move their vehicles-of-death more than two inches away from my arm. A-holes. I felt like I was going to be endangering my life on the road enough this season, and I did not feel like getting killed, as I was NOT Jesus and would NOT be rising from the dead.

The 20 miles on the trainer was not what I expected. I was tired. My legs were tired, and it was hot and sweaty inside. I decided to leave the TV off and listen to music instead. It was sort of nice to have my own personal DJ (thank you, dear husband) and when I needed a new song, I just said, “NO” and he changed the song. I’m definitely going to look into this Sufferfest I hear rumors about. A lot of my harder workouts are going to be inside and probably by myself, so it’s time to turn off “Oprah’s Where Are They Now”, and get into it for real.  I wanted to give up my bike ride and wondered why 50 miles seemed so challenging. Well, one week before, I hadn’t ridden, and within seven days, I’d gotten in 120 miles. THAT is probably why. It makes more sense when you add it up.

Post-bike run. It was pretty awesome.

Post-bike run in the sprinkles. It was pretty awesome.

I stopped pedaling as SOON as that thing whispered “20” to give me a total of 50, and I quickly laced up my shoes, grabbed my phone and gum, and went out the door for more torture a two mile run.  It felt super slow, and when Helga from “Map My Run” spoke at the 1 mile mark, I was happy to realize that I was going at an 8:30 pace. Ahhh, the glory of post-bike running. I got in another mile at the same pace and was. just. done. Wow, from zero to 120 in seven days. Glorious. I’m guessing I’m going to feel accomplished for the next several months as I continuously cross the line of what is comfortable and redefine uncomfortable. Get comfortable with being uncomfortable.

On Sunday, I slept in. It was awesome. I felt good and it was an absolutely gorgeous Easter Sunday. My husband had gone to run 12 miles with his group, so I talked with the kids, told them to wait on the Easter egg hunt, and went out for a good 5 mile run. At the first mile, the one that seemed like the longest mile ever, I wondered if that was how I was going to feel every Monday, since my long brick workouts will be on Sundays. But after the first mile, I got into the groove, remembered what it was like to be injured, was very thankful to be exactly where I was in life, and the rest of the run felt better and better. It was Easter, a time of new beginnings, and this was my new beginning. I ended up at an 8:28 pace overall, and I came in with a smile and spent the rest of the day with my family. My husband, on the other hand and a possible rock star in the making (ok, he IS a rock star), ended up running 13.1 miles at his goal race pace. That isn’t what he was supposed to do, but he was really happy, and I am now 100% sure he’s going to blow away his old half marathon time in just a few more weeks.

My tri training is really in it’s infancy, and it’s only going to get bigger and badder, so I’m channeling my inner beast whenever I can, but especially when I have a workout in my head.  My plan is to push past it, even if just for one minute, yard, or mile. I headed to the pool on Monday and planned to do 8×100’s with a rest. I’ve just started back swimming and it’s my most difficult sport, so I’m giving myself some time to adjust to it. When I had one more 100 left, I channeled the Beast and decided to do a 200 after I was done with my 100’s. I knocked out the 200, and decided to finish with a 100. So my workout ended up being 1100 instead of the planned 800, and I was pretty happy when I left the pool. I could have stayed and done more, but I plan to swim thrice this week, so I didn’t want to end up regretting that decision. Unfortunately, I’m going to have to deal with my chlorine allergy until open water season starts, but hopefully Loratadine will help.

My view at the pool. Interesting, ain't it? Not.

My view at the pool. Interesting, ain’t it? Not.

This morning, I woke up feeling like crap because we decided to stay up and watch the basketball game. WHY DO THEY START GAMES AT BEDTIME?????  I don’t know what time it was when we fell asleep, but it was too late and after too much beer and a mini Totino’s pizza. That was dumb, but at least our dinner earlier in the evening was healthy and delish.

Springtime Orzo - Um, YES.

Springtime Orzo – Um, YES.

I wasn’t too thrilled with doing speed work, but again, I know that in order to race fast, you have to train fast, so my plan was to do 4×400’s at as fast as I could get down to, or 6:05. I hadn’t done really anything faster than 6:50, but closer to 7:00 minute miles in a LONG time, so I honestly didn’t know if I could get these done. I made the mistake of not going to the track, so it was hard to see what my paces were and then I had to check on the distance relatively often. Next time, to the track I go. My Garmin was fussy since it was cloudy. For instance, it had me going at a 5:24 pace during my warm up. Yeah, NOT. So to the best of my estimation, I got my 400’s in, not four of them, but SIX 400’s at about a 6:15-6:20 pace. I thought my hands were going to fall off when I was done and I do not understand how people can run marathons at that pace and faster. Seriously. And how do they keep their hands from falling off?

I came home after 6.3 total miles in an average pace of 8:06. A good day’s work. I then burst into tears. I was sad. It was the song’s fault, but I was just sad. I’ll tell you why in my next post but it’s running related. It comes and goes, but today it was here for a short visit.

It’s not all bad, and I’m not sitting here crying while typing. It’s just one of THOSE days.

crying

Not me.

It’s cloudy, I’m tired, and my cat is at the vet. He’s fine, but it’s weird without him here. I can go pick him up this evening and pay my bill that is probably the equivalent of my mortgage payment, but at least we’ll have him back.

With the training for this Ironman, my focus has shifted. My perception has shifted. I was annoyed a lot of the time when training for the half iron last fall. Maybe it’s because I just wanted to run and was spending all my running time on the bike or in the water? But this time, I’m getting my workouts in and my mileage built up for when I start with my coach in June. I’m also allowing myself to run when I want to run. If I want to add running, then I’m going to. I’m planning a post-IM marathon, so I will have to really work on running along with the swimming and biking, more than I would normally. This Ironman can’t be a fluke. I have to be prepared, mentally, physically, and yes, emotionally. It’s going to take a lot of Beast to get it done, so I might as well be a Beast now. Get comfortable with being uncomfortable. Do more than the minimum. Push yourself. Give more and you just may surprise yourself by what you find on the other side of the effort. From 0 to 120 in seven days.

Now where’s the food because I’m going to eat all of it.

Do you mentally prepare for big races? Do you for training? Do your hands feel like they’re going to fall off when you run fast?

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13 thoughts on “From 0 to 120 in Seven Days

  1. Sounds like quite a few weeks ahead of you! Keep strong, and eat your food. Will this be your first IM? Either way, it’s awesome.
    Cheers.

    • Thanks! This will be my first IM and 3rd tri 🙂 I’ll be doing other races and two parts of a relay to get ready. I have a very experienced coach and many tri friends to help me along the way too!

      • Sounds good! Just be safe while training, especially during bike segments outside.
        I can’t wait to follow how you train and compete. Good luck!

  2. I’ve honestly never felt like my hands would fall off when running fast. Mostly it’s my lungs that hurt, yikes. But I’ve never run anything at a 6:05 pace… even my 4×400 workouts are more like 6:30 or a little slower than that. Good luck with training and biking while listening to music and watching TV. I think if I had TV I could run or bike for a really long time, much longer than usual.

    • The TV helps with the bike, but it certainly doesn’t inspire me to go harder. Not sure how just music will go but might as well try! I cannot imagine that working at all with running on a treadmill.
      My pace chart for the goal 5k race time said 6:05 for short intervals and I didn’t think I could, but maybe sometime in the future 🙂

      • I bet I could run some 400s at close to that pace on a track. Right now I do mine on a side street and it’s not exactly 400, plus it’s an open street so I do have to worry about the possibility of traffic. I haven’t been on a track in a long time to see. This street is like .26-.27 from the stop sign to last mailbox so I just use that for intervals :).

  3. Be careful ramping up too soon, so you don’t end up overtrained…I’ve been there and it is NOT a good place to be and set me back much farther than I could have ever imagined. 😉

    I mentally prepare for races everyday. I spend about 5 minutes every night visualizing, positive self talk and repeating mantras to myself. This does help me prepare (somewhat) for training, but it gives me the tools to tap into during a difficult workout to help pull myself out of it and make it more positive.

    • Yes, being careful! Thank you. I’ve got weekends where I won’t be able to ride or swim, so I’m planning to step up, then back like we do in running. I wanted to have 3 60 milers by June. I’m still not doing any “speed” on the bike, probably next week. I’ll be looking at your workouts for ideas :):) Visualizing is so tremendously helpful, I love it.
      So when you over trained- did you get injured? Extra Fatigue you could t shake? I’ve let my coach know what I’ve done and she didn’t have a problem with it. I’m listening to my body so if I feel super tired, I’ll take the time off. Sound smart?

      • Absolutely smart! The first time I overtrained, I had so much fatigue that I couldn’t shake it and on race day walked almost ALL of the run. It was awful. I just wanted to quit, but was too stubborn to DNF. I’ve also overtrained and ended up injured, which also set me back quite a bit to heal up. This one caused me to DNS. All around, overtraining is bad.

  4. Ohhhhhhhhhhh….OK! Thanks to you, I figured something out!!!! The popular trails here in Dallas all seem to have A-hole bikers that yell at us, elbow us, and try to run us runners down (seriously, one runner was killed when she got run over by a biker a few years ago). I always wondered why they were like that. Now I Know! They are just mad because that’s the way A-holes in vehicles treat them!!! So in turn, they do it to us. Makes sense!
    Anyways, nice job on the training! Keep it up! And be safe!!!

    • That’s absolutely disgusting the bikers there behave like that. I couldn’t imagine treating anyone like that They need a stick in their spoke. 🙂
      Wilmington isn’t a very bike friendly town, so here’s for a safe, hospital-free season.
      Thanks!

  5. Hahaha I have often mused about how people run full marathons at a pace faster than my speedwork. Not necessarily because of my hands, but just because I feel like I’m going to die going that fast and how do they not die after 26.2 miles!?

    I think I overtrained and that’s why I’m set back now. It was not smart of me and now I’m facing the consequences. You are approaching this the smart way! I am so excited to see what you can accomplish!

    • I still think you’re gonna rock your race. So sorry that it’s been a tough few weeks for you! And wouldn’t it be cool to have a “race” experience where we could run as fast as Meb for a mile or two or a 5k, just ONCE? I can’t imagine what it would be like, sort of like I can’t imagine what it would be like to be tall. Just one concert, please!

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