This morning, I pottered to the gym for a very short weights session. Following Thursdays long ride, and with Friday evening swim to look forward to, I wanted to retain my energy. According to the ‘new schedule’, Friday AM is designed to be very, very easy – more an opportunity to share a painful date with the foam roller than anything else.
Imagine the indecision I was faced with when I discovered that ‘The Gym’ were holding a ‘Super Sprint Indoor Triathlon.’
Considering I was still wearing a tri-themed t-shirt (one of thise large cotton, generally useless ones that I thought would be ok for a bit of gentle strength work..), I couldn’t really wimp out and decline to enter. With the closing date looming on Sunday, and the knowledge that I was to be away for the weekend, i’m afraid I just had to have a go.
The challenge was really very short, but over this short distance, I managed to sweat a good few buckets. On tired legs, I got a nice time, and had a good chat with some of the people who work there.
And, I still got through swimming tonight. Arguably, maybe a little more slowly than I might have if I had saved a little more energy, but that’s hardly the end of the world.
My thinking is, a schedule is good. Certain aspects should never be ignored, eg. running hard two days in a row. This leads to injury. Other aspects can be chopped and changed around.
Consistency is one of the keys to success. But consistency is most likely to be broken when monotomy takes over and intrest is lost. Once again, it seems, it’s all about a little bit of comprimise. That and knowing what’s sensible.