How funny that two days ago I posted about wanting to do another Ironman.
Because today I near killed myself trying to get through a 3hr ride/30 minue run brick.
By the time I got home, I was pretty intent on dropping out of Racine.
I feel somewhat defeated right now.
Like, I knew I was a bit undertrained, but today was reality's punch in the face.
Here is where I think I went wrong:
1. All rides post-Arizona have been on the trainer, and without any real intensity. I mean, I get on and pedal, but I do no speed or hill work. On the road, I felt like I was pulling through mud.
2. I rode with an old friend, Larry - you may remember him - old BF who I tried to stay friends with for about a year, then finally decided to part ways last summer? Hence, it's been a while since we have really talked, much less rode together. One thing that hasn't changed is his fitness (3x Ironman finisher), so I spent most of my ride trying to keep up with him without looking winded or slowing down (meanwhile, I think he slowed down so that I could keep up with him, but he would never admit to that - he just told me how good I was riding). Point? By the time I hit the run, I was DONE.
3. My bike is BEGGING for a tune up. The chain and cassette need cleaning, the gears are all effed up...but that's more of a side note as opposed to a reason for the grotesquness of my Sheridan Road expreince.
4. Umm...well...I think I might be out of excuses.
So, in summary - my training's been lazy, and I blew my wad on the ride.
While I can correct the second part, lazy training will ultimately do me in.
I likely won't drop the race (mostly because so many people are doing it and I REALLY want to meet everyone!), but I am slightly more worried about it.
However, like any downer, there must be an upper, and my upper for the day is this:
I am proud to say that I have been candy, cake and ice cream free for four days now. Never you mind the minor blip on Thursday when I discovered three bins of my mom's homemade cookies at Devin's house - I may or may not have taste-tested one (four) of them. But that's been my only slip, and I managed to go over there yesterday and didn't even make eye contact with the damn cookies.
Somehow that is not making me feel any better right now......