Oh the pain... Long absences make for intolerable training
One thing that I dislike more than anything is a literal pain in the ass. Weeellll, I got one of those. This week J and I officially started this year's tri training for 2006 and on Wednesday, I went for my first long bike ride in a few months. Instead of doing the smart thing and use a bike (like my mountain bike) that has a relatively well padded seat, I trained on the road bike (pictured above) that has a nice, super duper, super slender seat/saddle.... and I didn't wear padded shorts.... and I did twice the milage planned ('cause I was feeling good). And now I'm paying the price. I woke up on Thursday with a sore rear end. Today (Saturday), I was supposed to meet a group for training at 6:30 and missed my alarm. J called and I finally woke up. I raced to get ready but realized that they would be well done with the run by the time I got to the gym. So, I thought, J and I wanted to work out (lift weights, work out) afterwards, and a good makeup would have been to ride my bike into town to the gym and I'd probably get there by the time he got back with the group. I hopped on the bike, started up our hill and realized that I'd never make it. Not because I was out of energy, but because my ass hurt... How embarrassing... I rode right back down the and back into the garage. (Who saw me and what would the think...?) Not wanting to waste the beautiful morning or come up with yet another excuse as to why I shouldn't train, I got the running shoes on and did a three mile run. It was great and sucked all at the same time. It is really disappointing realizing that all of the gains from last year are going to take a few weeks to get back. At least I did something, though, so I feel good about that. At this point, though, the Olympic tri is looking a little further off than planned, but we have started to actually train, so that's worth something.
