I had almost forgotten what it’s like to push my body to “new to me” distances. Week 3 of half Ironman training started that again for me, and there will be several more to come. The challenge of new distances has kept me on my toes, and I’m enjoying the variety with the three different sports.
(I first intended to combine the last two weeks of training into one post, but I want to give last week’s activities justice, so I’ll hopefully get that post up later this week.)
I finally pulled my bike off the trainer for my long ride on Easter weekend. Up until this point, my longest ride had been 24 miles with a couple of friends back in the summer. It was me trailing them without really knowing what I was doing.
I still don’t really know what I’m doing, but I do know I need to be on the road as much as possible to get my confidence and experience level up. So on Good Friday, I set out for 30 miles.
It was a little cooler than I preferred, but I wore my long sleeves and compression socks to help me stay warm. The wind was up a little, as it has been every time I’ve gone for a run lately. It’s definitely springtime here!
My husband and I mapped out a route. A boring out and back route, but there were a couple of hills and a wide shoulder to ride on. By the time I got back home, I was tired from the wind and the distance, and very hungry. Once I had my chocolate milk for recovery, I noticed my appetite vanished for a few hours. It reminded me of when I first started running long and I would lose my appetite after a run.
The next morning, I went for a long run with the Saturday morning crew, and then went to the pool after picking up my younger daughter at home. She’s been begging to go swim with me, so I got her up and we hurried to the pool. We had to be done before the 10 am Aqua Zumba class, so I was on a mission to finish my distance. The pool was busier than I expected for a Saturday morning, but it was good because the water was choppier than when I usually swim. Abby was in the same lane as me, using the kickboard so that was good experience as well. I finished up my longest swim session thus far, and called it a day.
Except that we still had an egg hunt to do. I was surprised that my oldest daughter wanted to hunt eggs too. After the first round, they told me it was too easy. So I had to go back and hide them again.
I love that these kids can do things together and enjoy each other’s company.
Easter was damp, cool, and windy, but I had a short bike ride planned. I enjoyed a nice recovery ride with my ten year old, with a lot of loops around lightly traveled streets, and time in the school parking lot. I practiced starting and stopping, turning and clipping in/out. There’s only one way to get better on the bike. Practice, practice, practice.
It may not have been speedy or far, but I was able to combine family time with training, and to me that’s a win.