This is what I was asking myself late last week when Ruley was sitting at my place and he and I were starting to work out a training plan for the next 11 months or so.
Apparently, it’s never too soon to get started, as evidenced by the quote Ruley used when signing off on his email to me the next day – “The journey of a thousand steps starts with a hamburger”…….or something to that effect anyway.
The start of the week went well after a short recovery from the Murray to Moyne ride, with a sleep in on Monday morning. Apparently that was my rest day. But I did train every day for the rest of the week and even twice a day on a couple of them. Have I mentioned how much I hate swimming?
The coach tells me that he is pleasantly surprised by my position in the water. I don’t think that has anything to do with my actually body position – I think it is just that I am actually IN the water!! So to celebrate, he gets me doing a set of 25’s. Fun!!
Have I mentioned how much I hate swimming?
So there has been some bike and runs as well. So far he hasn’t tried to torture me too much on the bike (that’s coming next weekend), but the program for the weekend was a treadmill and wind trainer session as I had the kids with me.
So, got the kids to bed on Saturday night and got myself ready for the tready session – a 10 minute warm up followed by 15 x 30secs on, 30secs off. We are still trying to work a few things out so the speed was a bit of a guess, so it was set for 15k/hr.
Off we go and only about 5 minutes into the warm up I am sweatier than an Arab’s armpit. Should have set the fan up, or opened a window, or the front door………or all of the above. Then it’s into the set. Man…..15k/hr is fast. I’m flying and so is the sweat. Seriously, there is sweat going everywhere. It’s nasty.
The first five or so are ok and I am still going alright. The next five or so and I start to realise I’m not really having any fun anymore. It’s about this time that I think to myself that Ruley won’t mind if I only complete 10 of the 15………will he?
After about the 12th interval, I now realise that Ruley and a bunch of his sadistic mates are probably sitting around a computer watching the live feed from the camera he has secretly installed in my lounge room, specifically so he can watch the fat bloke eventually fail, trip up and go smashing into the wall behind him as the treadmill spits him out.
After the 13th interval, I am now firmly convinced that Ruley is the spawn of Satan.
After the 14th, I have cursed him to hell and back.
After the 15th, and I have stared my cool down, I think to myself “that wasn’t so bad”. Next week’s session at 17km/hr should be easy. Won’t it??
After finishing and a few stretches, it took about 20 minutes to get back up off the floor. Fortunately, Iron Chef was on SBS so I was able to watch the final half whilst taking in a few pointers for the next time I cook Gung Pow Chicken……….or something like that.
The coach checked in with me on Sunday morning via text to see how the session had gone. After advising him I have cursed his first born, I told him that I got through the session ok. In typical fashion, and just keeping it real, he quickly put it in perspective for me telling me that he now has his own Mum doing 500m intervals at 20km/hr. His mum is doing 500m intervals at 3min k pace!!! Jesus H Christ!!! What have I done recruiting him??
Sunday was only moderately better with a 1 hour wind trainer session, so it was on with a DVD for the kids (Home Alone – I love when they get smacked in the face with the paint tins!) and got started. The kids were being good so it just left me to get the 60 minutes done. Looking at my watch I realised I had clocked up 3mins. Damn! It seems to take so much longer than when on the road!
Soon enough, the sweat was flying again – I really need to ensure that I get a door or window or something open. Fortunately, I was able to get Jorja to open the door with only a small threat to withhold afternoon tea. The hour was soon done and that was it for another week.
So, after all that I managed to get the following training sessions done for the week.
Monday - Sleep In
Tuesday - Swim 1500m (inc 500m T/T – 10.10) Total 34mins
Wednesday - Bike 43km, 1hr 18min, Avg 33.5k
Thursday - (AM) Run Approx 8km, 46m20s
(PM) Swim 1500m (inc 8 x 25’s) Total 34mins
Friday - Bike 43km, 1hr 22min, Avg 32.0
Saturday - Run 5.6km (inc 15x30secs @ 15k/hr), 30mins (Treadmill)
Sunday - Bike approx. 30km, 60mins (Windtrainer)
Diet has also been pretty good this week and special thanks must go to the girls at work. All of my fruit and snacks get labelled with “Ironman food” and they are working hard to ensure my discipline remains top notch, by purchasing packets of lollies and chocolates and offering same to me. If I were to crumble and decide to partake I am sure that I would get the literal slap on the wrist. Thanks Deb & Sim – doing a great job LOL.
Weigh in this morning was 113.8, a loss of 0.9kg for the week and a total of 6.2kg in 4 weeks. Pretty happy with that considering the Pizza pigout at Hymies place on Friday night – Damn you Hymie!
Oh yeah, there may or may not have been a slight blowout at lunchtime today – but that’s to worry about at next week’s weigh in!
Train safe
Ayto
Go you good thing!!
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