Sunday. Started with a run around Discovery Park with its beautiful trails. The scenery goes from woods with the crows picnicking overhead, to fields, to a scenic overlook of the Puget Sound. Running for me was actually half walking, as I was so trashed from the bike ride the day before.
Monday. We were in the pool. Twenty 100s on 2 minutes. The rests got shorter and shorter but we made it.
Tuesday. Biking the Magnolia loop with Bob. Another scenic ride.
Wednesday. Running with the group. Loops up and down a hill in Kelsey Park. My taped knee held up, but I had to walk down the hills. Too much pounding for me. Chatted with one of the coaches as to whether I should be so trashed from the bike ride. How will I ever run after a bike ride? So now I'm instructed to slow down a little bit, but bike three times a week instead of two.
Thursday. Biking with Bob. Once again I ran out of steam, at 1 hour 15 minutes. That’s not going to work.
Friday. A much needed rest day, even though I walked to work and back.
Saturday. Fun, fun, fun. The weekend was full of firsts for me. We rode in the Marymoor Velodrome for sprint practice! I don’t know how many of you have seen a velodrome, but it is a very scary thing the first time you ride in one. To novices such as myself, the track on the corners are very, very high and very, very steep. I did a few laps on the track on the straight stretch, then dropped down to the pavement on the corners. Then I starting edging into the corners before dropping down. Finally I made through a whole corner. Then it was scream around the corners the rest of the practice. And I mean scream. Yes, we were pedaling fast, but I was actually screaming, as if in an amusement park.
This is a picture from the Marymoor Velodrome web site: http://www.kingcounty.gov/recreation/parks/inventory/marymoor/velodrome.aspx
Sunday. We got our wetsuits and swam outside for the first time, in Green Lake. I was skeptical about wetsuits, but OK, I love wetsuits. I feel like I’m flying in the water, except for that breathing thing. I have to get the rhythm of peeking ahead to get my direction, and breathing. Details.
Later it was another bike ride with Bob. I ate three times as many snacks as I usually do. I have this cute little Bento Box that hangs on my bike rail, so that I can eat on the go. This time I made it to 1 hour 30 minutes till I ran out of steam. Six weeks to go.
Monday. We were in the pool. Twenty 100s on 2 minutes. The rests got shorter and shorter but we made it.
Tuesday. Biking the Magnolia loop with Bob. Another scenic ride.
Wednesday. Running with the group. Loops up and down a hill in Kelsey Park. My taped knee held up, but I had to walk down the hills. Too much pounding for me. Chatted with one of the coaches as to whether I should be so trashed from the bike ride. How will I ever run after a bike ride? So now I'm instructed to slow down a little bit, but bike three times a week instead of two.
Thursday. Biking with Bob. Once again I ran out of steam, at 1 hour 15 minutes. That’s not going to work.
Friday. A much needed rest day, even though I walked to work and back.
Saturday. Fun, fun, fun. The weekend was full of firsts for me. We rode in the Marymoor Velodrome for sprint practice! I don’t know how many of you have seen a velodrome, but it is a very scary thing the first time you ride in one. To novices such as myself, the track on the corners are very, very high and very, very steep. I did a few laps on the track on the straight stretch, then dropped down to the pavement on the corners. Then I starting edging into the corners before dropping down. Finally I made through a whole corner. Then it was scream around the corners the rest of the practice. And I mean scream. Yes, we were pedaling fast, but I was actually screaming, as if in an amusement park.
This is a picture from the Marymoor Velodrome web site: http://www.kingcounty.gov/recreation/parks/inventory/marymoor/velodrome.aspx
Sunday. We got our wetsuits and swam outside for the first time, in Green Lake. I was skeptical about wetsuits, but OK, I love wetsuits. I feel like I’m flying in the water, except for that breathing thing. I have to get the rhythm of peeking ahead to get my direction, and breathing. Details.
Later it was another bike ride with Bob. I ate three times as many snacks as I usually do. I have this cute little Bento Box that hangs on my bike rail, so that I can eat on the go. This time I made it to 1 hour 30 minutes till I ran out of steam. Six weeks to go.
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