Pic of Beth and I fighting on Day 3.
I jumped in with the Swami's ride last Wednesday wondering if my legs would come to play post 380mi ride-o-fun. For the most part they did. By the end of the ride I was finally convinced that I was ready to test my 2-wheel tango skills. I came home and signed up for a stage race next weekend. I'm less scared than I was 3 weeks ago, and way more excited about the idea than I would have been this time last year. If I can hang onto this train, I hope I can hang amongst the Cat4 girls out in Arizona next week.
My USA cycling license # has been issued. Entry to Valley of the Sun is confirmed. I know signing up for a race isn't a big deal. But for me, this one is. Two or three years ago I only liked cycling because it was squeezed between a swim and a run. I have since fallen in love with the sport, and am excited to take it to another level. I mean, don't get crazy- I'm not a cyclist and never will be. (ok, never say never! I'm learning a lot about this lately). But I hope my cycling legs will carry me to new levels this triathlon season.
Although I've had some killer workouts, I've also had some not-so-killer ones. I wasn't recovering as well between workouts, and was hitting big walls during my workouts at the end of each week. Unfortunately Beth and James experienced my frustration two weeks in a row.
Gotta love riding behind tiny James and Lesley when you're not feeling right. I don't know where their tiny bodies pack the power- but they're loaded with it! Doesn't make drafting easy, esp when you feel like your going backwards down the mtn instead of climbing it.
I knew this feeling wasn't just result of normal training fatigue. So Monday I set off for a quick visit to the doc. Test confirmed what I probably already knew- Iron, I need more...much more! My body doesn't absorb it well, and although I've had this under control for quite some time, I have to get back on the iron supplement routine...this anemia killing dinner should help too!
Happy healthy training to you...