My friends gave me the name "Ironmaiden" a few years ago. I don't feel so maiden-like today. I feel that cranky, tired Ironman training feeling. I couldn't keep up with men 20 years older than me today on the bike and keep my HR down. I was cursing myself, my bike, the group (in my head). All the while, H stayed with me and listened to my bitching and moaning..I swore I was going to train alone from now on and then by lunch, I was fine again, while chatting with these same wonderful folks that I ride with every Wed AM. Thought I would never make it to my run later today, but I did..one of my harder training days. I do not know how I ever did this while running a fulltime counseling practice. This feels like a fulltime job in itself. I do know the payoff is huge-just keepin' my eye on the prize!
This may be one reason I am so crabby:
Swim: 15, 112 yds
bike: 499.65 (are you kidding me? I am going out right now and riding .4 miles!)
Run: 88.2 miles