BESIDES a 60 mile bike and some Dave Scott Bricks (10/2 x 3), there was the Oak Barrel/Jack Daniels half marathon thrown in for good measure last weekend. Our intent was simple, go out faster than training pace, slower than race pace and negative split it….and be ready for Sunday’s workout bright eyed and bushy tailed. Done, done and done. I finished in 1:56 which is ~10 minutes off my PR pace but I am perfectly happy with it. It started out in a down pour and you couldn’t get any wetter. Soaked to the bone for most of the run, listening to the symphony of sloshing shoes. I got to meet MCM Mama on the start line. How she found me, I’ll never know! Visit her for her race report from a non-Tennessean. Anyway, cut to the chase – great race, well organized, nice Jack Daniels technical shirts and ‘medals’ made out of Oak Barrels and still smell like whiskey, Brunswick stew and corn bread as our finishers meal and that was the day. Double thumbs up and do it if you’re ever in the area. Yes, hilly but it’s Tennessee, it’s just pretty much hilly here….it was pretty, even through the wet.
Where have I been?! Yes, holy crap. I have not had 30 minutes to pee, I swear it. It’s been one helluva training cycle for both me and Gunnar. In the end, hubs takes the brunt of it all, me falling asleep at 8:00pm and the extra puppy details. Thankfully, we are getting close, close to Triple T, that is and I know I’ll be ready. How do you know you’re ready for something you’ve never done before? I’m not sure but mentally, I’m going to crack soon, physically, I feel as fit as ever and those are my two signs. Mentally, I start getting mushy in the head, another week and a half and I get a recovery week to sharpen back up.
This week, 9000 swim, 150 bike, 30 run and I don’t feel like I’m close enough to those goals for it being Thursday and all. I’ll make it, always pull it out of my ass somehow. How does one 25/7 brick in the a.m. and another 25 ride later in the afternoon grab ya? Add in an 80 mile hilly ride the next day and that will be my weekend. Yeah, Triple T training is WEIRD.
These two slay me…..