It’s a week removed from the Team Trisports training camp and 3 weeks from the Accelerate 3 training camp. I was hoping all the hard work over those 4 and 3 day camps would pay off. That and running with my friend Ted whom moved in around the corner. He is a bit of a faster runner then I am. He crushed me running Monday. I’m embarrassed to say I even begged for mercy about halfway through. My legs and I were shelled for three days after.
On the biking side I’m starting to see some payoff. My FTP seems like it’s gone up, I’ll know for sure later this week. I set new 1 minute and 5 minute power bests, 511w and 337 or 7.11 and 4.69 w/kg. Those just aren’t season bests, those are the best outputs I’ve seen since ditching my SRM and switching to Power Tap in January of 2009. I’m pretty stoked actually to be putting up better numbers at 39 then I did at 37 and 38. Now if that will lift up the right side of the power curve I’ll be happy(ier).
Today riding, I bonked. Not once but twice and it sucks more the second time then the first. Twizzlers, which were a new choice to end the bonk for me today, it seems won’t really sustain me through 12 miles. I knew it was bad when I looked back to cross three lanes of traffic and got dizzy. The people behind me must have seen my swervy bike handling skills. All of them slowed up so I could cross. Eight miles after the Twizzlers I bonked again. At this point I was only 4 miles, most of it downhill, from home. Somehow I made it home, opened the door, clomped to the fridge and grabbed a Pepsi. The delicious, carbonated, caffeinated, sugary, sweetness never tasted better. Mmm good.
I’m going to blame the 8.5 hours of painting yesterday after I worked out and not the lack of breakfast. At least my office is painted, well not the molding and the living room/dining room are almost done. Only the molding and the dark colored walls to go there.
