Maybe today will be remembered as a break through training day.
The strain de jour was a double brick of a 40k bike, followed by a 10k run, followed by a 40k bike, and finally a 10k run. The segments were to be completed with descending times and the final run at race speed.
Winds snapped stiff the flags on the boats in the lake. It was going to be a long morning.
Oh, oh… I almost forgot. I was to complete the workout in five hours or less. Gulp!
Well tri-gals and tri-guys here are the results:
1st 40k bike: 1 hour; 21 minutes (18.4 miles per hour)
1st 10k run: 55 minutes; 12 seconds (8:53 minutes per mile)
2nd 40k bike: 1 hour; 16 minutes (19.6 miles per hour)
2nd 10k run: 54 minutes; 03 seconds (8:42 minutes per mile)
Transitioning total: 14 minutes
Total Time 4 hours, 41 minutes!
The first bike and run felt good and steady but the second half was rough. The last half of the final run was especially hard.
Afterwards, I sat on the curb of the parking lot in front of my car. Sweat beads jumped off of my forehead. Dozens of people rolled by on their bikes or ran past without noticing. A few did say
"hello" and two ladies asked, "was it a good one?” I gave them the obligatory smile and head nod but said nothing. If I did tell them what I had just done would they relate? Would they care? Maybe yes, maybe no. It’s not that important really.
What is important is that I know.