Admittedly during my long ride on Sunday I was expanding my vocabulary with curse words I never new existed and I was thinking this:
Saturday had a 2:15 run on the schedule. I did 2:08/12 miles. Even though there were some tough hills and a headwind on the downhill on the way back that slowed me down a bit more than I would have liked I felt good the entire run and not once did I wish I was not out there. I truly enjoyed every minute of this run. My son really tested me this weekend we're talking an entire weekend of full blown temper tantrums that made the terrible twos seem like they had arrived a little late. So even though I started this run at 8:15 am I had been up since 5:00 am dealing with sunscreen being 
squirted all over my brand new comforter, then smeared on his hands then me chasing him around the entire house as he dripped it everywhere. Not to mention a fully wound up face slap which resulted in a time out for him and me and my dog hiding in my room for a couple of minutes so I could take some deep breaths. Needless to say that my 12 mile run sounded less exhausting than the last 2 hours with him. I came back refreshed ready to tackle the day with him. Of course he decided he didn't want to nap since he heard the neighbor kids outside squealing with delight. So that afternoon of errands was fun.
Sunday was a 60 mile ride on the schedule. I did 56 (distance I'll be doing at the race) but this was pretty much every weather condition I have spent my entire life avoiding on the bike. The worst part of it all is I wasn't prepared for it. I had looked up weather in town which said temps starting at 56 ending at 67 with winds no worse than 5mph and sun. But I forgot to look up the weather in the mountains which is where we were headed. At one point I was going to turn around because the winds were getting so bad it was throwing me around on a road where I had no shoulder and cars were flying by not giving me my 3 feet and I just kept thinking one of these wind gusts is going to send me in front of one of these cars!! It was getting cold too and I only had on shorts and didn't bring gloves. I went and hid behind a tree and took a pee break, gathered my thoughts and decided I at least needed to get in the race distance on my bike and that the race is known for having strong head winds so I need to just suck it up! I turned around and noticed rain in the distance. I also didn't see my dad for about 4 miles after my turn around and I knew he wouldn't have been that far behind me. Of course I had no signal to call him. Turns out he had gone the wrong way and was waiting for me at a gas station. I told him to just go because he could try to avoid the weather. But as I came into Cedar Crest I heard him coming up behind me yelling AHHAAA! I slowed down to wait for him to pull up beside me and I was so tired I just fell right over clipped in and all, my brand new bike nooo!!! At this point the rain had started and the wind gusts had to be up to at least 30. Then when it started HAILING I pointed to get off the road. We stood under cover of a grocery store debating what to do. I said name a wind speed you're not willing to ride in he said above 20 mph, I looked it up on my phone and it said 17 mph so we decided to keep going. Luckily a few miles later the hail stopped and the winds became manageable and we made it home. I was dead tired but still felt good! My son then decided to flip out over bath time and I had to mop up the entire bathroom and hall way while we had a 1/2 hour stand off where he didn't want me to dry him or dress him and he sat shivering and screaming in the corner and at one point had thrown himself against the bath tub spout. I was finally able to lure him into submission with the promise of pizza at grandma and granpas!!!! Thank goodness because I was starving since I hadn't eaten lunch either.
I learned that my aero water bottle will not work on my new bike but I did get my bento box to work so I fueled properly for this ride and that should work out well for the race. I'll have to carry water bottles in cages on my frame and hope that I remember to drink enough. Weather is looking to be 67 for water temp and cloudy high 70s for race day so I hope this holds with no wind. But I know that I can survive if it doesn't. Hope all you mama's out there had a wonderful mother's day! This week I know will be better with my son I'm sure of it! He just had an off week that just happened to coincide with my peak week so I'm thinking it might have had a little to do with the fact that I wasn't around to give him as much attention as usual.... Love that little guy to pieces, we all have our days!
Happy Training!
My mom is the best so happy to have her as a role model!
1 comment:
Well done! That's a lot of work. And I have one of those moments with the kids every week, it seems. so frustrating.
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