Peaking

5 days before my big triathlon.

5 days before swimming 1.2 miles, biking 56 miles and running 13.1 miles.

And I feel great about it.

A lot of books I read about triathlon training talk about peaking at the right time. Not training too hard in the beginning so that you are worn down by the time your event comes, or not training enough before you realize it's too late, etc.

Although my training could have been better, I feel like my conditioning is really good right now.

My legs have still been bothering me a lot when I run, so my running is limited to once a week. This in itself does suck because my original training plan had me running around 3 times a week.

But whatever...

The last few weekends I did some big confidence building work outs.

3 weekends ago, I did a 60+ mile bike ride (Lucas valley/Nicasio) followed by a ~6+ mile run brick. It felt great. I was sore and tired, but I cranked through it.

2 weekends ago, Merrill and I did another ~60 mile bike ride (Paradise Loop + Marin Headlands + Legion of Honor + Ocean Beach) followed by another 6 mile run. Again, I felt great! My runs were ass slow, but who the f@ck cares. I finished, felt strong and I mentally feel great about Wildflower.

Wildflower is a hell of a lot harder ride then the 2 rides we did above. But I still feel good.

So much of endurance sports is mental. And I feel like I'm mentally ready to make Wildflower my bitch. F@ck whatever time I get. But I'm confident that I'll finish and that's what I care about.

Oddly, this peak in training has coincided with a dramatic increase in the amount I have been going out. In the last month+, I have been doing the Thurs-Fri-Sat-night-back-to-back-to-back going out trifecta almost every weekend.

In fact, this past weekend, Evan was in town and we went out Thurs-Fri-Sat-AND-Sunday night. I still did a couple of hung over works out on Sat and Sunday though (begin to taper down a bit, so nothing too intense).

Life is all about balance, and I love the fact that my body is letting me drink, hang and dance till 3 am and then still go out and exercise for 5+ hours straight. Woo hoo!

Who says life is over at 30? F@CK that...life just gets interesting. Well..especially when you are like me and have no real responsibility outside of my job, working out, keeping in touch with my family back home...and having fun as much as possible. Life is pretty entertaining.

*OK* This post was pretty cocky sounding. But that's what blogs are for, to brag when you're feeling good..to whine when you're feeling low. And I am feeling GOOOOOOOOD. So haters..you can lick my newly-shaved-for-atheltic-performance balls.