This is a little late because on Sunday and Monday, I was pouting over this.
Yep. That would be the bar end shifter on my tri bike after meeting a door frame.
It’s already been fixed with some industrial-strength glue by the folks at Bonzai, and ready to go for the week.
That was a relief.
And with that, the week that preceded that incident.
Monday: A one hour tempo run covering 5.83 miles in the morning.
Tuesday: In the morning, 27.4 miles of biking around Hains Point with some sprint efforts thrown in; in the evening, a 4.5 mile bike commute home and a 3300 meter swim practice with DCRP with some stroke and sprint work.
Wednesday: A 5.1 mile track workout, with three sets of 800-(400 easy)-400. Not dead, but not moving so fast.
Thursday: 23.7 miles of sluggish biking behind Sarah, Rachel, and Karen in the morning, a 4.5 mile bike commute home in the evening.
Friday: A 40 minute run in the morning right before swimming 3700 meters with Beth at Wilson. I swim faster when she is chasing me through a set of 6x400.
Saturday: Five hours of biking.
On the trainer.
What? Why? How?
I woke up and it was raining. Had been all night. Wet roads. But the radar showed that it might clear in the near future. So I set up the trainer and put Spaceballs in my DVD player (I don’t get cable but do have some DVDs that my brother burned for me a few years ago). Surely the rain would pass.
80 minutes in. Rain about to clear, but roads still really wet. Put in Daria: Is it College Yet? And wait for the roads to dry out.
2:30 down. More rain coming in from the west. Damnit. Put in Dude Where’s My Car? and hammer out a few more 5 minute “hill” intervals for variety.
Dude Where’s My Car? has a defect. Pop in Mallrats. Line of pouring rain continues to pass through. More 5 minute “hill” intervals.
Text message from Beth. She offers to come over and chat while doing a strength routine while I toil away on the bike for another hour and a half.
And finally, completion.
Beth called it “impressive,” I called it “impressively stupid.” But it was how things had to get done, since I had to do the long bike Saturday, and had to be somewhere at 2 pm, so putting it off much longer wasn’t an option.
Sunday: A three hour run in the morning, covering just under 16.4 miles with a minute of walking at the beginning of each mile. 45 minutes of recovery swimming in the evening.