Holy week of tests.
Friday, I had to give a verbal final exam in class.
Friday night, I knocked out 2750 yahds in the pool, 1500 of which was a TT (actually, it was 1450 yards b/c I cant count for sh!t).
Saturday, we had to give a team final presentation in class.
Monday, I had a different team final due.
Then later this week, I have an aerobic run test, which I am surprisingly looking forward to, as painful as it will be.
After dropping some more smack in my previous post, I got just what I had coming to me.
Sunday morning, I had a rude ride planned, and rather than doing it on my tri bike in the rain (since the last time I did this, I had to replace a headset AND bottom bracket, and I didn't want to have to add a wireless powertap to the mix), so I opted for the MTB in the rain. "Who cares if I get muddy and wet on that thing?" I thought.
But, what I didn't think about was "What happens if my chain snaps 19 miles from my car?" Yep. I started off at PQ west, and by the time I was about a mile east of pomerado in Poway, I was powering up a hill when all I heard was "Ding!", and then all the sudden I had a cadence of like 200 with zero tension. Thankfully, I gave Damian a call (and had my phone battery die on me shortly afterwards!), and he came and picked my wet and muddy ass up.
What did I do next? Well, of course after making fun of the "Dark Horse" and saying he is stuck on the trainer in Rhode Island, I went back to my place and did TWO HOURS AND FIFTEEN F'N MINUTES ON THE BLOODY TRAINER. The best way to describe it was miserable. Nothing like being aero for a long time with no change of scenery, no decrease in tension and no wind to cool you down.
Ain't Karma a b!tch? :)
I grabbed some food afterwards, chilled, and then did a sweet time-in-the-bank run afterwards in San Elijo Lagoon (where else would I run?), where I surprisingly felt really good the entire time. This week was my biggest run week at 5 hours, and things are starting to feel pretty good.
Up ahead - lots of hill work. To quote my coach, he said "We should even be swimming hills".