The margaritas by the pool yesterday might not have been a good idea. That situation morphed into 20 of us on an outdoor restaurant patio stuffing ourselves with pizza and Lefthand microbrews. A crazy Saturday knight for a bunch of 40-something parents.
I kind of sort of paced myself with the food and drink and figured I’d get to bed early enough to get up at 6:00 a.m. for today’s brick. The reality was my body was not happy with the mixture of alcohol and greasy pizza and I could not get to sleep. I watched the clock creep from 10:30 p.m. to midnight and on to 2:00 a.m.
The longer I was awake, the longer I thought, “NO! this can't be happening! I will not physically be able to to do the brick without enough sleep!” Then all my freaking out would keep me from falling asleep and so went the cycle.
I got up and read emails. I got up and had a few Tums. I got up and checked on the kids, the dog. I worried about things I haven’t worried about in awhile. I kicked Ken when he started snoring and later at 3:00 a.m. he kicked me when I was at last asleep and snoring my ass off.
The plan was to ride for two hours, then run for one hour. We rode up to Carter Lake which is about 17 miles northwest of town. To get up to the lake you climb for about 1,300 feet. Unlike the chart below, the climb did not look like an erect penis.
We stopped at the top to take in the sites:
I always say this: CO is a sucky, no good place to live.
I did much better fueling on the bike this week.
Before I left I had a huge PB&J sandwich (390 cals, 45 g carbs)
On the bike I had 1 cut up Powerbar (250 cals, 44 g carbs), 1 gel (100 cals, 25 g carbs), 24 oz of Cytomax (100 cals, 24 g carbs).
Before starting the run I had 1 gel (100 cals, 25 g carbs) and I had 10 oz of Cytomax during (100 cals, 24 g carbs)
Total for three hours (not including breakfast):
142 g carbs
68 oz liquid
Total brick - Bike: 34 miles in 2:01. Run: 6.6 miles in 1.0.
Ken is telling me that I stink. I am telling him it’s his fault for marrying stink.
This was a good confidence builder for me. I felt really strong the whole time even with the steep climbing on the bike. The run felt almost effortless (except when it got really hot at the end) and I know I could have run 13.1 miles today if I needed to. I paced myself well, knowing I did not want to run out of steam or feel awful at the end and for the rest of the day. I hate those long run/workout days when your kids are orphans because you have been gone for hours training then you get home and you’re too tired to yell at them or braid their hair or go get ice cream.
Right now I feel like superwoman! Or at least pooper woman. During the run I reminded myself that 8 months ago I was still on the couch nursing a hip stress fracture and using crutches (I call them “crotches” because they stink and are ugly).
Do you ever feel like a loser parent for doing long workouts then spending the day recovering? Typically my kids are just getting up when we get home (they’re lazy asses) so I don't feel bad for being gone. I do feel a tad guilty if I’m irritable or overly tired during the day. I try to make sure we will do stuff together. Like I lay on the couch and they rub my feet or bring me chocolate milk with a straw. That is together time, right?
When you can’t sleep at night, do you make yourself crazy because the more you can’t sleep the more you get stressed about not sleeping and then the more you can’s sleep? I’m a pretty good sleeper these days, but every once in awhile I get into that stupid cycle. Then I just take a bunch of valium with a whiskey chaser and I’m good.
What do you grab right after a workout? For me – chocolate milk all the way. Tons of protein, some hydration, and some calories. Tasty too.
Ever climbed a penis? No comment.