June 29, 2010
June 1, 2010
On my normal 5.37-mile run last Thursday, Tonya and I had to run at high noon in 87-degree weather. Some of you may be reading this and thinking that’s nothing and others may feel for me. Keep in mind that I am from Colorado and am not exposed to brutal temperatures on a regular basis, I have thick dark brown hair, and I am a swimmer so I am used to being in cool water. You could say I am prone to over heating. Tonya claims that she finally found my nemesis, HEAT! While on the run I started getting super hot, the sun was fierce and I had not eaten or had much water that morning. With about two miles left to go and a steep hill, I knew I was at my breaking point. I figured I had to get back to the office some how and I would rather do it in a timely manner, so I kept running. About a mile left to go and all I wanted to do was collapse and lay in the shady grassy patches to my left. Tonya was long gone by now. Two ladies that walked by me told me that Tonya said to hurry up. I knew I had nothing left but I finally made it. Sweating profusely and still breathing heavily after hanging around in the office for 10 minutes made me realize I probably had some kind of heat exhaustion. I jumped in the shower and after a while I began to cool down. I knew at that point that I would never run under those circumstances again! I know I cannot control the weather but I can make some improvements in order to prepare for it. Wearing a hat and carrying a small water bottle are a few things I can do. With Tonya out of town for the next week, I dreaded the next days run that I had to do by myself. However, it pushed me even more to get up in the morning and run. I was determined to finish my workweek off with a good run. Success!
Let hard workouts fuel you for the next training session!
27 days left till the SheRox Triathlon
April 30, 2010
From all of your support and encouragement, I have officially gotten myself to sign up for not only one triathlon but two. When I began searching online for the perfect beginner sprint triathlon, I suddenly zoned out. 10 minutes later I regained consciousness sitting in front of my computer with my wallet out and a confirmation receipt on my screen stating that I am now registered for the SheRox Triathlon, June 27th and the Tri For the Cure Triathlon, August 1st. Wow! Realizing what I had just done I started to panic since I am in no shape to not only race two, but that I have about 9 weeks to get ready for the first race. I urge any readers to race with me!
You better believe that if I am going to spend the time, money, and effort into participating in these death races, that I am going to try my hardest. I already know it’s going to hurt, so now that I am over that mentality, I can get to business. With my new mindset I decide its time to start training with a goal in mind. I am going to finish the first race and kick butt in the second.
This week my training looked something like this:
On Sunday, I hopped on my bike thinking I’ll take a nice fun ride outside. About 2 hours and 30 miles later I am sitting at home unable to walk to the kitchen for a glass of water.
Monday, I swam with the DU masters team that I usually practice with twice a week. Of course this practice was not the short sprint work it had been recently. No, this practice was distance and endurance focused. Although I knew this would be good for my swimming leg of the triathlon, it hurt nonetheless.
Tuesday, I agreed to run with coworker, Tonya Clement, who ran for the CU track team, on average runs about 30-40 miles a week, and is an avid climber who has even concurred the summit of Everest. So you can see how nervous I was to agree to this. She claims she goes at a slow pace and that I can stop and walk when I need to. However I knew going into it that I am way too competitive and won’t allow myself to walk. Surprisingly, the 5.4-mile run turned out to be doable. Normally I stop myself at 3 miles on the treadmill because I get bored and can’t get myself past that mental barrier, however the landscape, conversation and the company kept me going.
Wednesday, was my day off since I know it is important to rest and recover when training for these sorts of things.
Thursday, I ran again and with the confidence I had from Tuesday I ran about 4.5 miles on the treadmill since Colorado decided it was a good idea to snow. The run felt easier than normal and I even got a little weight training in too. With my training sessions going better than expected, I am more determined and excited to race again.
With all the excitement and improvements in my training, I have even taken the next step in purchasing a Zoot Tri Racesuit. My next piece of gear will be a wet suit, which will give me great advantage in the cold open water. The trick is to find a reasonably priced wet suit. Suggestions?
Stay Tuned for my progress
April 8, 2010
Recently I bought a new road bike in order to start triathlons. My only problem is that I can’t actually get myself to register for one. I have researched them and know all about them but signing up will mean that I actually have to do one! I am not totally sure why I can’t just go online and click a few buttons to sign up. So why am I so scared? Maybe because a triathlon is 3 different sports compacted into one race. I am fairly confident in each individual sport but doing them back to back is a different story. I swam D1 for the University of Denver and know that the longer the swimming portion the better chance I have of getting out ahead. Because of my recent purchase, biking is less of a factor, at the same time my brother says that my “tree trunk” legs will advance me in this leg of the race. Then there is the dreadful running, not only is this my weakest sport but it takes place after the combination of the other 2. Why cant the running portion be first? Maybe this is why I have yet to register?
Or maybe it’s that tri’s can get expensive, you have the entry fees, the bike, the attire, the shoes, the suits… so why do people do these things. I guess it is the same reason I am so interested, we want to see how far we can push ourselves and when we can’t push anymore we want to see how long we can hold on for. It brings me back to my swimming career at DU. I always surprised myself, even when I thought I was going to die because the set was so hard, I kept pushing. Now I am happier and more surprised than ever with how far I got.
So readers, are triathlons worth it?