I’m head long into week two of ironman training. All has gone reasonably well so far. This week I have about 120 miles on my bike, random running which includes a track workout and three days of swimming.
My plan was to lift, do yoga and swim all winter long. I have weaknesses and I was suppose to hone all that stuff right to the perfect tip. Did I? No!
Which brings me to this morning and the pool and the time trial. Time trials always makes me nervous. It’s hard freaking work. I don’t really like going balls to the wall for that long of a period of time. This morning’s time trial consisted of 3x300s as hard as you can. You time each 300, get 30 seconds rest between them and then they better be within 15 seconds of each other or the time trial isn’t valid.
The entire “deal” with warm up and cool down really only takes about 30 minutes, but it’s hell while it’s happening.
Here is the breakdown of what went on this am in my head:
1st 100: Oh yeah, feeling good, no problem, you are liquid fast and sleek and efficient and super quiet…keep it up.
2nd 100: Ummm, it’s getting hard to breath in here. Can anyone see my arms, I can’t really feel them as the blood is starting to pool in my core. Oh but my legs, wait my legs, I feel those and they seem to feel like logs that are dragging me to the bottom of the pool and drowned me slowly and painfully. Are they even moving right now? Am I swimming or just flailing? Clearly flailing. Is the lifeguard coming yet?
3rd 100: Oh good, the feeling is back in my arms but I really can’t breath, is there something caught in my throat? Why is there no air? Why am I moving so much slower? Come on, you can go fast. Who are you talking to? You. What? Fuck off, this sucks, where’s my coffee? You should have stayed in bed. No…no…no you can’t talk like this right now, you have 50 more to go. Shut it, just tell Welle to F-off. It’s only 50 more, come on, suck it up and don’t be so weak. Done.
30 second rest: Arms flopped up on pool deck, DEEP LABORING BREATHS, quick drink, repeat all over again 2 more times, ONLY WORSE.
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