A few days back I went to see the master smarty pants guru of power and speed, Kurt to have a bike fitting. Pretty cool, huh? Don't I look so much more like I'm supposed to look in that second picture? You know, like a ball? I'm psyched!
On a side note, I also need to give a shout out to my fab. posse at lululemon. Those freaking padded bras are awesome. I totally look like I actually have a chest in these pictures! It's like-- a miracle!
Kurt messed mostly with my bars and stem. He took out a few spacers, moved the bars closer together, and then tilted the horns upward. The effect is that I feel like my elbows are in a sort of trough. At first it felt very wrong when riding, but after a few hours out it is starting to feel more normal. One thing I did note on my ride this morning: my watts were sort of pathetic, but my speed was faster than normal. This is, of course, what I was hoping to see. Thanks, Kurt.
I was feeling incredibly ready to get back to training last week, and on Monday, I got my wish. I've been swimming in the Atlantic with Alina, running a ton, and on my bike enough to know I'm psyched about my new fit. Today, though, I hit the wall. Isn't that always the way? I had a great brick planned that involved a few fast intervals and some fast running. However, I got on my bike at 6 am and knew immediately the brick was not going to happen as planned. I was so tired, and my throat hurt, and my muscles felt sore--kinda everywhere. You know that feeling? I had also had night sweats the night before and had had trouble sleeping. The symptoms are always the same for me. I wanted to ignore them--but I know my body too well. It wouldn't let me ignore them. Today I was riding easy.
I rode for two hours and crawled off the bike and called it a day. Alina had coffee and pastries waiting. Husbands take note: that's how it's done!
I need to say that like so many of you, I really hate when my body decides things are going to be different than I want them to be. I'm so jazzed to race fast the rest of the season and I'm already planning for my next IM. I want to rush rush rush--to get back into peak condition RIGHT NOW. But the body just won't let me rush like that. It pisses me off and it's hard to listen. I want to believe I'm just being a wimp, that I really have no symptoms of fatigue at all. But the symptoms are always the same. I know what I'm dealing with... sigh.
Just curious, what symptoms do you experience when your body wants to let you know it's had enough and it's time to slow down and rest?