Inevitably for triathletes, people start talking about the "off season" and "off season" training as soon as the last race of the season is over. Some runners do as well, and in Indy there are a large number of people who take off between Monumental (early November) and time to get back to training for the Indy Mini (early May). I've never been one of those people and diabetes don't have an off season...but the other day there was a good reminder from coach that there is no off season. This is a time of year to work on weaknesses, but keep training, its how we hit goals and beat others (if that's what we're trying to do).
My past few weeks have been 30-60% of the volume I was training at the peak of Ironman training, but still putting in 5-10 hours a week, usually in the middle of that. I took a few weeks out of the pool since I got a tattoo, my swims since then have been short and my November volume will be 1/3 of what it was most of the year...but I am still in the pool. I've gone back to strength training once a week. I am foam rolling every day. I've been on the bike trainer 1-2 days a week and running 2-3 days a week.
My runs have been quick even with keeping my heart rate on target. For a few weeks every run set a new threshold pace, which was weird. I really don't know what my "pace" is right now, or how long this will last - I'm not sure if it is the "new normal" or not.
I wasn't supposed to be in town for Thanksgiving, but I ended up being here. Then I found out my sister would be here to visit her best friend. Since I was going to be here, I registered for Drumstick Dash, and so did Jenny...because that's what we do on Thanksgiving morning. We met at the house, headed to Broad Ripple...and then headed out for warmup. Nothing special, 1.65 miles at a decent but not remarkable pace. Then we got in line and waited for what seemed FOREVER. Crossing the start line it seemed like EVERYONE in front of us decided to stop to be on TV. I didn't handle it graciously or with holiday cheer, but we wove our way through people and clicked off the first mile just under 10 min. We were running along and chatting. At mile 3 Jenny mentioned we were "psycho" fast...at 9:30 pace. She hadn't eaten much the day before and had a long drive...she also doesn't eat before she runs...the lack of calories was taking its toll...I asked if I could go and she said yes...so my fourth mile was 9:24 pace (very out of control fast for me). I came to the finish line (4.6 miles/7K) at 44:26...or a 9:40 average pace. My prior 1 mile PR was 9:41. This was incredible and I was so happy. Jenny finished only about 90 seconds behind. We went out for cool down and froze our fingers running a more relaxed pace.
I don't know what's next in terms of goals, but I know I am chasing them. Coach and I will meet next week to debrief 2018 (awesome) and plan for a strong 2019. We'll talk about some goals. But today while I was running 8 hilly miles at a pace much quicker than I could have imagined a year ago...I was wearing my "There Are No Deals, Run The Miles" team shirt and I added "There Is No Off Season" and "Chasing Goals."
I'm healthy, I have my diabetes under control without diabetes, I am working on resolving my foot pain with a doc, and I am keeping at it. #EverydayReality.
My past few weeks have been 30-60% of the volume I was training at the peak of Ironman training, but still putting in 5-10 hours a week, usually in the middle of that. I took a few weeks out of the pool since I got a tattoo, my swims since then have been short and my November volume will be 1/3 of what it was most of the year...but I am still in the pool. I've gone back to strength training once a week. I am foam rolling every day. I've been on the bike trainer 1-2 days a week and running 2-3 days a week.
My runs have been quick even with keeping my heart rate on target. For a few weeks every run set a new threshold pace, which was weird. I really don't know what my "pace" is right now, or how long this will last - I'm not sure if it is the "new normal" or not.
I wasn't supposed to be in town for Thanksgiving, but I ended up being here. Then I found out my sister would be here to visit her best friend. Since I was going to be here, I registered for Drumstick Dash, and so did Jenny...because that's what we do on Thanksgiving morning. We met at the house, headed to Broad Ripple...and then headed out for warmup. Nothing special, 1.65 miles at a decent but not remarkable pace. Then we got in line and waited for what seemed FOREVER. Crossing the start line it seemed like EVERYONE in front of us decided to stop to be on TV. I didn't handle it graciously or with holiday cheer, but we wove our way through people and clicked off the first mile just under 10 min. We were running along and chatting. At mile 3 Jenny mentioned we were "psycho" fast...at 9:30 pace. She hadn't eaten much the day before and had a long drive...she also doesn't eat before she runs...the lack of calories was taking its toll...I asked if I could go and she said yes...so my fourth mile was 9:24 pace (very out of control fast for me). I came to the finish line (4.6 miles/7K) at 44:26...or a 9:40 average pace. My prior 1 mile PR was 9:41. This was incredible and I was so happy. Jenny finished only about 90 seconds behind. We went out for cool down and froze our fingers running a more relaxed pace.
I don't know what's next in terms of goals, but I know I am chasing them. Coach and I will meet next week to debrief 2018 (awesome) and plan for a strong 2019. We'll talk about some goals. But today while I was running 8 hilly miles at a pace much quicker than I could have imagined a year ago...I was wearing my "There Are No Deals, Run The Miles" team shirt and I added "There Is No Off Season" and "Chasing Goals."
I'm healthy, I have my diabetes under control without diabetes, I am working on resolving my foot pain with a doc, and I am keeping at it. #EverydayReality.
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