In a tale of two workouts, last night I went over to the usual spot for the start of the hill ride and patiently waited for the chatter to die down so we could finally get going. I blew through 15 minutes of my alloted time (my DW has a planned mommy break on Tuesdays that I try desperately not to interfere with) waiting to start and by the time it was on the route had changed to a grueling two hour slog up some really ugly hills that I really didn’t want any part of, so I just headed to a close local hill that was tough enough to give me a good workout and banged away on my own. This was the “no go” part of my workout.
I just felt sluggish. Like I had no power. My middle chain ring even seemed too hard (granted, this is a STEEP, albeit short, hill) and I thought I might even have to drop down into my granny gear (a convenient feature on my Kona…!). I managed to slug through 7 repeats in about 30 minutes (the hill is about a third to a half mile long from stop sign to stop sign) but felt aweful. Just weak and slow. It was definitely a workout I was glad to see the end of.
Then I jumped in the pool this morning for the “go” portion of the workout. Six hundred yards of drills, then 3 X 4oo back to back (30 seconds rest), then finish with some 50 yard sprints. I felt surprisingly good. In fact, I timed my last 400 and it was 30 seconds faster than my fastest time ever! …yes, I counted my laps properly… ;p And my 50s were: 52, 51, 50, 48! The times themselves aren’t great by swimmer standards, but the fact that the splits were negative pleases me. It means I’m getting stronger in the water. I doubt I will ever be “fast”, but better is always good.
I have too many choices tonight for workouts. I’m overwhelmed. I can either go to Traknight and run hills, go to the Wednesday ride and RIDE more hills, or I can go to Stephen’s Lake and swim some more in open water for the first time EVER! I’m leaning towards either swimming again or running hills. I know I need the bike time but they are doing the same hill I did last night and I just don’t know if I have the heart to do it again. Decisions… decisions…