march: well, this is going to hurt
I almost can't look at it.
March Goals
National Half. Get there healthy & run it down.
Yeah, well. I got there, anyway, and I ran that cranky bitch down. March wasn't the confidence-boosting month that I hoped it would be. Instead of continuing to rock the face off of every training run, I rocked myself right into two weeks of misery and depression. Just about every aspect of my training took a hit, one way or another, this month. And yet somehow I'm ready to attack April. Short-term memory loss goes a long way, folks.
The first two weeks of the month weren't all bad, though. I had some really great track workouts and a great 14M long run (which Iran much faster than the race last weekend am trying not to dwell on). I've been able to maintain my swim base throughout all of this, and while I'm still spending about 80% of my workouts with the pull buoy banging me in the crotch, I feel confident that I will be ready for at least 1.2 of my 70.3. I only had one outdoor ride this month, but it was a good day.
So rather than looking back, I'm looking forward. April is going to bring hundreds of miles on the bike and hopefully the return of the sunrise ride as the weather continues to warm up (and by "warm up" I mean "rocket through reasonable temps and end up boiling by May"). It's also going to bring a careful yet triumphant return to running, as I continue to modify my training to address my weaknesses and attempt to prevent injury (I just said that in case my PT was listening). It's going to bring a trip to Boston for the girls weekend of all girls weekends, Graham's first 5K race, and maybe even an attempt to bring my own 5K PR down a notch or two. It's going to bring back grilling in the back yard, swimming with the pups at the dog park, tofu marinades and short-sleeve jerseys. And maybe finally cooking that stupid spaghetti squash.
March
Miles run: 89.
Yards swum (swam? swimmed?): 27300. Yes, that required a calculator.
Miles cycled: 72 (I am officially embarrassed).
Rest days: 9
Oreos consumed: 2 boxes
Times I went grocery shopping while hungry: 8
Times I went grocery shopping while hungry and only bought food I usually eat: 0
Times I talked about my crotch in public: 7 (it's cycling season, BABY!)
Honeymoons booked: 1
April Goals
Put 400 miles on myquads bike.
Don't stop doing the PT core work just because the pain goes away.
Do not buy a major piece of furniture.
Learn how to snot-rocket someone with precision from the bike.
Go back to yoga.
March Goals
National Half. Get there healthy & run it down.
Yeah, well. I got there, anyway, and I ran that cranky bitch down. March wasn't the confidence-boosting month that I hoped it would be. Instead of continuing to rock the face off of every training run, I rocked myself right into two weeks of misery and depression. Just about every aspect of my training took a hit, one way or another, this month. And yet somehow I'm ready to attack April. Short-term memory loss goes a long way, folks.
The first two weeks of the month weren't all bad, though. I had some really great track workouts and a great 14M long run (which I
March
Miles run: 89.
Yards swum (swam? swimmed?): 27300. Yes, that required a calculator.
Miles cycled: 72 (I am officially embarrassed).
Rest days: 9
Oreos consumed: 2 boxes
Times I went grocery shopping while hungry: 8
Times I went grocery shopping while hungry and only bought food I usually eat: 0
Times I talked about my crotch in public: 7 (it's cycling season, BABY!)
Honeymoons booked: 1
April Goals
Put 400 miles on my
Don't stop doing the PT core work just because the pain goes away.
Do not buy a major piece of furniture.
Learn how to snot-rocket someone with precision from the bike.
Go back to yoga.
SPAGHETTI SQUASH!