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On Tuesday I swam in Barcelona and then I headed back home for the run. Tuesday’s run is getting shorter but more intense and I kind of like this.
On Wednesday I had the short brick of the week and as always I started to train late, too late.
Thursdays are tough. I need to get to class, go to the pool and then head back home to bike. On Thursdays I ride on the trainer because I get home too late.
On Friday I went to get a haircut and a few chores more in the morning so I was not able to train in the morning and I had to do everything in the afternoon. And since I am a little retarded I decided to swim first and then run and I was almost caught without any daylight. During the swim I almost threw up, I don’t know why because it had been more than 2h since I finished eating, although after 15mins in the water I was feeling ok.
On Saturday I woke up late and I started to train at 11.30am. It was quite hot and windy and it was a nightmare. I took the same route as last week but I went a little longer. After about 4h on the bike I fainted a little bit and it took me something like 20mins to recover. It was a very hard day. I had also forgotten a gel so if I usually run low on energy gels I was even lower this time. Everything was annoying me, the helmet, water bottles, my clothes, the sun … All of these problems were caused because I wasn’t feeling too good. And then when I got home I went for the 1h run which was still windy and I wasn’t able to run very fast. During the ride I started to have some pain around the lower back of my neck and it was aggravated during the run, I had a very hard time turning my head to the side.
On Sunday morning I needed a massage on my neck because it was very painful. Then I left for the recovery ride and then for the run. The day was hot again and windy, very windy. I took more gels with me than ever on the run. But it was too windy and it was hard to focus. I was slower than ever, I hadn’t hit those numbers for a very long time. I guess the wind and accumulated training paid off.
I have had a very difficult weekend where sometimes I even wanted to stop with everything and not train anymore. The feeling of willing to quit is awful. I have worked very hard to be here, I don’t want to lose it now. I felt like my legs could not move anymore. Even though they do move you feel slow, tired and everything is annoying as hell. I have a bitter taste of this week’s workout.
I have also signed up for the 1st Marbrava from the Radikalswim group, a 7km open waters swim that will be held next Sunday in Calella de Palafrugell. I am quite excited for this swim; it will be good for my training it will be a good rehearsal before IM. It will be time to see my progress and test myself a little bit. I have had to reschedule next week’s timetable to fit in the swim. I’ll only taper the swimming. The rest of the workouts have just been rescheduled.
Time seems to have stalled. The time hardly goes by. Everything seems to take forever. When will I get past this feeling?
I have gotten non official good news from my university.
Living again at home sometimes is boring, sometimes is painful but some other times are good too. Since I might be here for three more months I’ll try to choke it up and have fun.
Not in the mood to talk about feelings. They are not in the best shape. Too many things have gone wrong lately.
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