Friday, August 28

if your poison gets you...

first things first: Judi's Ironman is this weekend. Ho-lee cow, what an insane challenge. GO JUDI, you're gonna kick ass, sista!

I skipped my workout last night. I stayed in my cute work skirt outfit and cooked dinner while drinking a martini instead. It felt fantastically 1950. I need a cute apron. I hate workouts that get in the way of my cooking and drinking habit.

This morning, Ben rolled out of bed at 5:15am to go to work. I rolled out to try to catch up on the two bike workouts I missed this week. I need to quit trying to make up missed miles - it's a disaster. It was cool, damp, quiet. Nobody on the path to speak of. I hate these rides though. I hate biking as work. I hate staring at the clock. I hate caring about cadence. I'm mad excited for the season to be done so that I can go back to just riding when I feel like it. I'm getting grumpy.

I got home just in time to feed Molly, change, and then take her out for a run. It always feels strange running after riding- like it just ain't right- but after a mile or so of getting used to it I threw done a few fast miles. That's 20 miles so far this week, the most since the start of summer when my "focus" shifted to "biking." As of right now, today, I'd rather run than ride in the city. There, I said it.

Not thinking about Palos race. Not thinking about Palos race. Not thinking about Palos race. I told Amy that days like today I don't know why I race. If I just rode, for fun, I wouldn't have the pre-race dread and self-loathing. Then again, I'd never see my friends.

4 replies:

Chris said...

That's too funny -- I'm the exact opposite. I think I race in order to experience the pre-race routine. The race itself is almost secondary.

Julie said...

I think you must have different pre-race feelings than mine. I mean, I'm sitting here prepping my excuses for why I'll suck.

claire said...

Better than trying to find excuses for not racing? Right now, I like the race better than training, which might be why I'm sucking lately. And by "race" I mean "spirited group ride". You don't have to RACE to race, you know? But, if in the middle of your ride, you feel like racing - you might as well. ^_^

vegan said...

I ususally have pre-race dread. I do a little but am totally excited for Palos. I agree with Claire -- think of it as a fun, awesome group ride with a bunch of Chicago-area mountainbikers. Hopefully, the trails dry out. A race on doubletrack, that I would totally not be excited about.

 
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