...is paved with good intentions, right? Heh. I have found myself confronted by my good intentions this week. And I had so many! Such good intentions for this blog--consistency and cleverness and helpfulness in posting! Ha. Such good intentions for my training--did I mention that my original training plan included eight workouts a week? Ha and double ha. I'm even incapable of following through on seemingly minor good intentions--like getting a new swimsuit. My "real" swimsuit is more of a sit-on-the-beach-suit, not so much an actively-swim-suit; so I've been training in a hand-me-down suit that is noticeably ancient, and have somehow never managed to get myself a new one in all these months! At least I managed to finally get myself a swim cap, which may actually squish my brains out. It makes my head feel huge and look tiny. Strange, huh?
This week in particular, my training seems to have just gone down the drain, right behind my motivation. Swimming has not been affected so much, I suppose. I swam (swum? swimmed?) sprints on Tuesday, which was kind of random but fun. I usually just swim my allotted time at a regular pace, but this week I decided to push a little harder for my short swim. Probably good experience, but man was I pooped. I will be going for my longer swim today over lunch. I plan to take it slow and steady... or perhaps just slow and slower.
As far as my other training goes--well, that's where my good intentions lead to you-know-where. My original plan included a serious weight lifting regimen twice a week; I cut it way back after about a month, and now have not even touched a free weight in two weeks. Oops. Two bike rides a week? Well, I cut it down to one long ride, and that may or may not happen this week. To be fair, I don't have a car; I bike everywhere anyway, so I'm not terribly worried on that front. I'm too lazy to bother with feeling worried.
The two runs a week will also not be happening this week, unless I get super motivated to go for a run tomorrow or Sunday morning--but let's be honest, that's so not going to happen. I'd rather sleep. I did go for the longer of the two runs with my roommate on Wednesday, which was wonderful. We ran all around Silverwood Park, a spot I highly recommend to locals. We ran for half an hour and went significantly faster than the short run we did together last week (I was so tired and crabby about that run!), so things are looking up in the running department, aside from the irregularity in training.
I suppose all in all I'm trying to find a balance of adequate preparation and appropriate sanity as I approach this triathlon (Countdown alert: Race day is six weeks from tomorrow! Yikes!). I ran the Twin Cities 10-Mile race last October, and ended up having a terrible experience because I never allowed myself to rest! I was so strict with my training regimen that I started to hate running, my training group, and myself. Seriously, I was angry about the race the entire time. Such a badittude. (Get it? Badittude? Bad plus attitude? I love that word.) I don't want this triathlon to be that kind of experience. I want to train because I enjoy the activity, because I want to, not because I feel like I have something to prove or have to live up to someone else's expectation. Maybe I'll finish hours behind all the other triathletes, but you know what? That's just fine by me. Too bad there's already a blog titled "The Lazy Triathlete;" otherwise you know I'd be all over that.
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