Saturday, September 4, 2010

Derailed / Lemonade

Something wacky happened to my stomach yesterday, and by wacky, I actually mean extremely painful. I don't know whether it was something I ate or if it was just the fact that I did eat. Either way, I was doubled over in pain all night and checked myself into the emergency room early this morning to make sure nothing more sinister was going on. I got home just before lunch and haven't eaten a whole lot since.

Needless to say, I did not embark upon my scheduled, 6-hour bike ride out to Marshall this morning, making this the first day of training I've missed since the beginning of June. That's a long time, but the streak was bound to be broken some time.

This was supposed to be the penultimate weekend of my three-month base phase, but that's been derailed. Rather than try to get sneaky and re-arrange this week's hours to account for the unexpected off-day and hit my epic, 29.5-hour target, I think I'm going to take this opportunity to let my body recover from the intense volumes I've been logging for nearly three months.

To be completely honest, I don't think another 25+ hour week of base mileage will really make all that big a difference. I'd rather circle back and get ready to tackle the all-important, eight-week Build phase that runs from mid-September to early November. (I'm not-so-secretly super excited for Build. Base is getting dull.)

This is actually going to work out well, especially with Big Kahuna next weekend. Rather than training all the way up to and through the event to gauge my "baseline" performance, I think I will actually cut my losses and turn this week into a sort of mini-taper. Not to mention the fact that it'll give my shins (getting better, thanks to RICE) and shoulder (getting worse, depending on what side I sleep on) a little break.

Hopefully I'll be fine to ride tomorrow. I'd like to get the 5.5 hour (mixed) and 6 hour (ride only) sessions I had planned for Sunday and Monday in regardless of "mini-taper," but I think it'll all depend on whether or not my abdomen lets me sleep tonight. Then I'll step down an hour every day 'til Saturday and lay it all on the line on Sunday morning.

When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. Or, in my case, sign up for a Half-Ironman and make lemonade-flavored Gatorade.