Ultimately, I believe in my preparation. I set the picture and story in my head that I expect to see happen this Sunday and I’ve prepared physically as well as I can. I trust that my body will know what to do and be ready on “go day”. I’ll never fully understand how it works [...]
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Gary says I’m not toooo obnoxious. Just a little loud. You know in Spinal Tap where the volume knob goes to 11? Yeah. In my not so currently humble opinion, I’m in rare form. A twenty minute drive to Umstead in my tri truck playing fun music had me about ready to catapult through [...] Tonight was my last long swim and yes, it was in open water. Yes, it was quite cold, but that’s what I get for swimming in a lake in late October. But that’s one of the things I like about swimming outdoors. Not the cold water specifically, but being exposed to the vagaries of the [...] And I think, I feel OK, but why in the world are my legs tired even just a couple miles into the six-miler? This is only my second run this week, and I only just rode a relaxed hour and a half. Plus, I’ve really cut back this week. Because I had to recover [...] Yes, for real this time. It is still raining, on and off, but this time I wetsuited up and sloshed into the cool dingy lake. Oh my yes, the water is officially cold. Despite wetsuit, my face and hands and feet remained chilled throughout the swim. Let’s be honest, my hands and feet are [...] I’ve done it. One month out from Silverman and I did my final longest run in my buildup. I ended up with about 21 hilly miles, or, basically, the run I did last week plus a mile. I even paced this one a little quicker and it felt, strangely, less difficult than the 20-miler. [...] Another weekend and another long brick in the wall. Here in the Piedmont we have hills. Rolling green hills and they are beautiful. It is my favorite kind of riding, but I need to practice riding long with as much elevation as I can find. So I went hunting and this time managed an [...] My leg muscles mouthed off at me today. A below the belt sort of backtalk that started below the knees and recruiting adjoining muscles to join the revolt when I wouldn’t listen to the first warnings. I guess I can’t blame them. I sort of thought that if I just used a wetsuit for [...] Not in a good way, either. The sense that holy mackerel I was flying, I was quicksilver, my “legs were on fire.” Nope. Not that at all. I’m talking about the flame that burns in your muscles because you have thoroughly trashed them with a long, long, hilly, hilly run. Where you try and [...] I’ve done a few mountain rides, a few century-plus rides and a number of 80-90 milers, but I still don’t know what to expect at Silverman. So I do what any gal who likes to feel prepared would do– I ask an expert, more specifically, Eric Bean, the cyclist for the Inside Out Sports winning [...] |
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