The Weekend Routine

First, a huge congratulations to Bree Wee on her race today. I should've been studying, but I was glued to the computer. Although her ultimate goal was not reached today, she did every single thing possible to get there- never giving up. Between the bee sting, flat tire, and a forced medical DQ, I am not sure if the ironman could've thrown anything more at her.

One weekend down, and how many more to go? I can't remember...I guess I need to look at my ticker. I am now in the 100 mile range for my rides. Last week was my first 100 miler (my previous long ride was a whopping 74), and it was great! As this weekend approached, though, I started to realize the difficulty of ironman training. You see, it is not if you can ride 100 miles, it is if you can do it week in and week out- the consistency of training. So, this weekend I was back out there again- another 100 miles. The kicker was the 1 hour brick run that followed.

One point about nutrition- when my attitude changes about a ride, it is time for me to eat. I am learning that and using it. About 65 miles into the ride this weekend, Joy directed Gary, Deb, and I to what seemed to me to be an enourmous hill. I felt myself get so frustrated. First of all, I had a brick to do and no one else did. Secondly, why did we have to make the 100 miler harder, and who was making up this route? Thirdly, I told Deb if I had a rock I would throw it at Joy.

Then the aha moment hit. When I think I should throw a rock at my friend for making me go up a hill, it is time to eat. Ha ha!!! And, after eating the hill wasn't that big after all. The rest of the ride was fine. The brick was fine. Joy is safe. :)

And yes, after a large portion of Taco Bell (don't judge), I cleaned up and went to the zoo party with Dave. I put on some cute shoes with heels and even wore a skirt. I remembered to shave my legs too! I tried to put the total WAG package together. Unfortunately, my stylist was out of town, and that is really the truth. My sister does my hair and makeup for all of my important events- she is truly my stylist. So, I was left all alone on that one.

Dave and I actually helped close the party down. I was so proud of myself for my staying power! It has been a long time since I have actually closed a bar down. I drank way too much wine- but had lots of fun in the meantime. I came home and passed out on the couch-determined to watch the men's marathon that I had taped. The end of a great date- Damie passed out on the couch. Ha! Needless to say I had to wait till tonight to do my run because it was not going to happen in the a.m.!

This week I will be focusing on keeping up with school- and getting through another week of IM training. I am not sure which one is worse overall, but I would rather run 2 hours than study for 30 minutes. This week I am going to tell myself every day that I love school and I love to study. I do, I do!!!