Friday
What, I ask you is better than a 6 hour tempo ride? You guessed it, an hour run off the ride. Yes sir, nothing better.
6 hour Tempo Ride
30 min warm-up 3 x 30 min 145-150HR 20 min 155-160HR 10 min 160-165HR 5 min ez 130HR 3 x 30 min IM pace 15 min base 30 min ½ IM pace 30 min base-cool-down Run OFF BIKE 60min at IM effort
Lots of stuff to think about during those 7 hours. Not as much, "Why am I so stupid?" as you'd think.
I realized I was the only guy brave enough to pipe into the posting on Carrie's chest. Sure, you wonder what people will think about that deleted reply (it was a typo). (and who are the Hams?)
Then you think about the run and how can this run be better then the Timberman run.
Around hour 4 you ask yourself if anyone had ever died from choking on Pop-Tart crumbs and you're greatful you didn't crash during the choking fit.
You realized that Fruit Punch Gatorade starts to be less tasty than you'd like about hour 5 but you know you need to keep drinking it lest you dry up like that dude in the third Indiana Jones movie when he picked the wrong cup.
You're pretty stoked when the run goes faster than you thought it would. Both in terms of how long it feels and how you feel at the end.
And after the ride and run, you think about what you thought about and realize there are more blanks in your memory of the ride than you're comfortable with. At least you think there are holes, but you can't be sure.
Saturday
Wedding. Yea for Donna and Mark!
Sunday
And welcome to the start of the NFL season. In order to get the most out of the opening weekend, you get up early to get in your 150 minute run. Nothing too exciting about the run. Felt better than I thought it would, in fact I felt pretty strong. Negative split of about 5 mins on the out-and-back 15 miles along the canal path.
I did crush a mouse. Poor little guy zipped out right in front of me. Why he thought he could make it or why not wait another 4-5 seconds before attempting to zip across the path, I'll never know. I do know that it is pretty gross to flatten an animal on the run. Makes you feel bad inside too.
Thank the Gods I didn't slip and fall. Thank any remaining Gods it wasn't a snake. Man, I hate snakes. Actually stepping on one would too horrible to consider. Feel bad about the mouse, but, damn I'm glad it wasn't a snake.
Comments (2)
I was out for a 60 mile ride this weekend too, though combined you and I were still a couple miles short of Chris at IMMOO.
I am glad I wasn't crazy because at mile 40 I was craving a pop tart so badly.
Posted by Commodore | September 13, 2005 12:15 AM
Posted on September 13, 2005 00:15
So true about the Gatorade and exactly why can't I remember parts of my 80-mile ride about a month ago? Thought it was just me. Good to see I'm not the only one.
Posted by tarheeltri | September 13, 2005 10:32 PM
Posted on September 13, 2005 22:32