The Dreaded Week 27 – Part 4

IRONMAN CHATTANOOGA 2019 TRAINING

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WEEK 27 – Monday 9/2/2019 – Sunday 9/8/2019

The Dreaded Week 27 is over!  And two days ahead of schedule.  I have followed this training plan four times, and I should know by now that yes it is hard, but I always get it done, and it’s usually no big deal.  It’s just that after the previous 26 weeks of training, I get to the point that I have had enough.  But it’s done, and it’s time now to start pulling back and coasting into the race on September 29th.

I’m not sure how I keep track of anything going on in my non-triathlon training life right now, but I’m writing this wrap-up on Sunday evening as usual and I don’t even remember much about this week.  Life here in our household is insanely crazy, and it’s not going to get any easier until late October!

The Dreaded Week 27 is dreaded because it is the longest and most difficult of the 30 weeks of training in my Ironman training plan.  The weekend workout calls for a six-hour ride with an hour-long run right afterward on Saturday, and then it’s followed by a three-hour-long run on Sunday.  But guess what?  I had to move them to Thursday and Friday because I needed to go to my lake home and get my boat out of the water and do some winterizing of the boat and house.  There are literally no free weekends to take care of that responsibility until after Halloween, so it had to be done.  It was kind of a blessing actually because I didn’t have two extra days to fret about doing that long ride and long run.

The weather turned cool and the 20-mile run went pretty well.  The plan just wants you to get in three hours of running, but I decided that I would shoot for 20 miles regardless of the time it takes me.  Fortunately, I felt pretty good and got out and back on my route in 2:53.

I took the day off from work on Friday and hit the road by 7 am.  It was another cloudy day but not as cool as Thursday was.  I was a little worried that my legs would be a little tired trying to ride 100 miles after running 20 miles the day before, but they felt fine.  It was my butt that didn’t like it.

 

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Taking a break at 2.5 hours into the six-hour ride to refill my water bottles and give my butt a rest.  Does it look like I’m dreading the rest of the ride?

 

My butt hates me.  I’m not sure if I am capable of making it happy.  I have been training as much as I can in the tri suit that I bought for this event, and even though it is comfortable enough, I’m not sure the chamois pad is working for me.  I’ve tried creams, lotions, band-aids, silicon type spray, etc. and nothing seems to make the miles less strenuous on my sit bones.  That’s the real issue.  You can’t really distribute the weight around on a tiny tri bike seat.  Most of the contact is made in a small spot and the constant pressure and movement of my legs end up causing the discomfort.  It’s not that I can’t ride 100 miles or the 116 miles of Ironman Chattanooga this way, it’s just not going to be enjoyable.

Anyway, the bike ended just at 100 miles and just a couple minutes below 6 hours.  I had to really give myself a strong pep talk to change shoes and go for an hour-long run, but once I started out the door it was over after 6 miles.  Nice and easy run at a pace I described as “I don’t want to do this run” pace.

 

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Proof that I am crazy.

 

I tried to relax after that and wait until Kari came home.  She’s been swamped at work and our planned trip north to Minocqua didn’t get started until 7 pm.  We decided to drive up to Madison and stay the night.  That was a good move.  We got there Saturday morning and got so busy that training and my butt didn’t even come into my mind.  I think being up there also improved Kari’s mood too.  That’s what lake life can do for you.

 

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One last boat ride before pulling it out of the water for the season.

The Dreaded Week 27 is over.  The boat is out of the water and winterized.  Nothing more to dread until race day.

 

WEEK 27 TRAINING TOTALS:

Swims: 1 total, 2800 total yards

Rides: 2 total, 119 total miles

Runs: 4 total, 37 total miles

The totals are a little less than last week but I lost two days of training when I moved Saturday/Sunday to Thursday/Friday.

 

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I went by Madison, Wisconsin today and didn’t even have time to stop and watch Ironman Moo!

 

 

 

 

My Butt Spoke to Me

IRONMAN LOUISVILLE 2017 TRAINING

WEEK 26 – September 12 > September 17

I finished the Saturday long ride in 5:06, a ride that was supposed to last 5:30 like last weekend when I rode it with Dave and Jeff. But thanks to a strong tailwind and a gunner attitude I did it much quicker.

I upped my selfie game when I realized my phone has a timer.

It had gotten hotter by the end of the ride, near 80 or so, and since I knew that I was going to hop in the car for another 5:30 ride to Minocqua, I decided it was okay to leave off the remaining 24 minutes of the ride to not overdo it. I also decided to do the run on the treadmill indoors. I made it to 45 minutes and had enough. I was also okay with not doing the full hour run brick, and hit the shower.  I still had a long drive to do and I have a tendency to get real tired when driving.

A hot shower helped chase the chill that I was experiencing post run and I decided to take a nap before getting in the car before heading to the lake home for a couple of days.

As I laid there my mind quickly started to shut off, with an almost completely blank mind when I realized that the only thing I could sense was the pain I was feeling deeply within my gluteus maximus. My butt was speaking to me, and it was telling me it wasn’t happy with me.

The pain was nothing new. I’ve been ignoring it for most of this year. Long efforts seem to make it the most sore, and any really hard racing will tick it off for sure. But for the most part I can get through my workouts without it being this annoyed.

It was almost radiating as I lay there.  The message was clear – don’t ignore me any longer.

On Sunday I did an 18 miler in 2:41 per the plan. The butt was not pleased, but I did my best to take it easy. I ran on the crushed granite Bearskin Trail in Minocqua to provide a relief from the paved bike trail I usually run on. Afterward I spent some time doing the butt and hamstring stretches and it seemed to appease it.

So with four weeks to go until Ironman Louisville, and one more long effort before the taper, it is time to listen to my butt or it may end up screaming at me. Hopefully I can get it to sing to me instead.

TOTALS:

3 Swims – 5600 yards this week / 93350 yards total

3 Bikes – 133 miles this week / 10235 miles total

7 Runs – 47 miles this week / 867 miles

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One more week of this hard crap.