In the past, before I bit the bullet and signed up for the Lake George Triathlon, I often said that I didn’t think I really wanted to commit to doing a tri—because I already run quite a bit, and adding regular biking and swimming to the schedule seemed like, well, more than I wanted to do. And now that I’m doing it, I can confirm that yes, it is more than I want to do.
haha, okay, no not really. Getting in a variety of good cardio conditioning feels pretty damn good. But before I started, I was doing strength training two or three days a week—and squeezing that in on top of everything isn’t so easy. In short, it hasn’t been happening. So even though I went to the gym to swim yesterday morning, I decided to go back last night to do some lifting. I def didn’t want to, but thoughts of hard-core Olympians persuaded me to stop being a weenie.
Time for a pretty flower tangent! I saw these on the walk to the gym:
I remember first noticing those periwinkle pom-pom flowers at the Union Square Greenmarket last year—love them!
I went home and watched some gymnastics and swimming (because Ryan Lochte is good inspiration for taking my clothes off, I mean, working out). Then went to bed too late and had to pry myself up this morning to run. I warmed up for 2 miles, did a 4-mile tempo (haven’t uploaded the run from my Garmin, but I think around a 7:40 average pace), then cooled down for another 2. It was a decent run, and I felt totally spent on the climb up the stairs to my apartment.
Right after I started running, the drizzling rain turned into a downpour. Though it stopped just a few minutes later, I was completely drenched. And I stayed that way the entire run, with my T-shirt clinging to my bod for dear life.
By the time I finished the run, it was sunny out, and I must’ve looked like a wet freak. Here’s hoping all the people I passed by then realized it was from rain and didn’t think I was just a sweat demon.
(Let’s be honest, though: There was a lot of sweat involved too.)