Woke up really early. By 4:00 am I’m lying in bed fully awake. Yesterday I exercised in the morning, stopped drinking coffee by 2:00 in the afternoon, went to bed around 11:30 pm and yet a little over four hours later I’m up. And it’s not even the old man syndrome of having to get up to take a piss. Anyway, get up shave, surf, etc, wait for the sun to come up so I can get out and ride.
Decided to try my first
brick.
Figured on doing an hour hard bike ride then a run. Put on biking clothes. Fill up water bottle, put on kitchen counter. Thought I’d try a gel for the first time so I threw a couple in jersey pocket. Put on helmet, gloves, grab keys, elevator downstairs, stretch for few minutes, and go. Start out hard right away. Intend to stay above 25 kph at all times. A few blocks later, look down and realize the water bottle is still sitting on the kitchen counter.
EPIC FAIL in T1 and that’s without even swimming first! Get it together dude there’s no excuse for this kind of absent minded mistake.
Still want to run after, so I decide to cut down to a half hour ride. Figure that since I don’t have water, might as well get some moisture from gel. I chug back the Gu realize that was a mistake as I feel it crawl down the esophagus like chocolate slime and really wish I could wash it down with water. Still, the ride goes okay, I put in a good effort.
Bike 10.65 km in 28 minutes, which includes having to slow down and stop for red lights. Not great but I haven’t done a ride like this in a couple of weeks because I’ve been so intent on starting to run and swim.
Back home I don’t waste time changing into running gear, but take six minutes in this T2 in order to drink about a liter of water without having to chug it all at once. Put on walkman and headphones, get back outside start running, Bob Marley’s
Lively Up Yourself is the first song on the playlist and
WHAT THE HECK DUDE, SERIOUSLY WHAT THE HECK
is what my legs are screaming. Different muscles are being engaged in different ways, blood doesn’t know where it’s needed most. Now I know what Pete meant when he said he was running like Tim Conway’s “old man” on the old Carol Burnett show. But after a couple of hundred long slow meters the soreness subsides, muscles are stretching out and feel better and I can go at my usual jog. Talking Heads’
Thank You For Sending Me An Angel has great energy and lyrics for running and then comes a Ramones song and I’m moving along okay. Decide to go a bit further than last time, and even though the last couple of blocks are slightly uphill I manage to press harder and go a bit faster than when starting out. Decide the mantra for this triathlon will be:
The faster you run, the sooner it’s over.The day’s workout is done and it’s not even 7:00 am and the farmer’s market doesn’t open for an hour.
Bike 10.65 km in 28 minutes
T2 6 minutes
Run 2.7 km in 18 minutes
50 situps
25 pushups