Wed – 2k swim
Thur – 6x10min bike/elip sets with 500m rows between
Fri – weights, 3x20min bike, 2x10min elip
Sat – restttt
Sun – 1k row, 2x500m row, 4x10min run, 2x10min KB sets
Mon – Swim – 2500m of intervals
Tues – 10min elip, 20min run (few intervals), 50min interval spin bike
Wed – 1500m swim – 32min32, plus 900m
I haven’t blogged in… some time.. to the point that some of the above is estimation, from vague memory.
Today’s swim was my final ‘pre race’ swim. Interestingly, i’ve only ever swum the full distance twice, once 2 weeks ago – 34min, and once today – 32min. Two minutes is quite a significant difference. I think it has a lot to do with confidence – knowing how fast to go in order not to ‘burn out’. After today’s swim, I did a few fast 100m sets – perfectly happily. Evidently, there was gas left in the tank. I’m a little annoyed I havent done more practice runs, as i’m sure I could improve. However A) its for charity B) it was more an incentive to make me train for tri swimming C) race day exhilaration has a lot to be said for it!
Training as of late has been squished in around revision and socialising. I sometimes find myself just a tiny bit impressed (scared?!) by my efficiency, typical days involve morning porridge-coffee-pyjamas routine, 2-3 hrs revision, 1-3 hours of some form of training, an afternoon with a friend, some more revision, and hopefully an evening with a friend or (as i’m at home) some time spent with family. It has come to my attention that I pretty much always have a ‘plan’ – a general idea of what I am going to do, when I am going to do it, and how I am going to get from each plan-component to the next. It’s all a bit join the dots.
I’m not sure I like living life in a dot-to-dot puzzle, all be it a very organised one. Sometimes I wonder if this plannyness is a little excessive, if I would be better off just relaxing a bit and winging life. Pre training, pre uni actually mattering (so basically, we’re talking first year uni), I was probably more relaxed, more prone to the wing it method. Having said this, I spent a lot of my time sitting on my arse doing absolutely nothing. Actually – no – I spent a lot more time lying on my back (sleeping!!). I’m not sure that’s the way to be either. I’ve certainly got more exciting/proud making/happy memories from this year than first – memories from first year very much involve sleeping, and pesto, tomato and mozzarella sandwiches…
Life is meant to be savoured, to be enjoyed. Sometimes, in order to do so we have to throw care over our shoulder, and let the wind blow us to our next destination. Sometimes, however, from day to day, a little bit of structure is needed just to keep everything ticking over.
Like so many aspects of life, I guess it’s all in the balance.
Balance, balance, balance… i’m rather like a broken record…