5150 Berlin

I met with my trainer on Wednesday to discuss whether I could reasonably try to lose weight while training to a high level for an Oly Tri. I gave him the Time Crunched Carmichael plan. He says yes, reasoning that the plan is high-intensity, not long duration. Most sessions are under 90 minutes. He suggests for the next two weeks that I eat normally, under 100 grams of carbohydrates, no fueling during sessions. No sugar, chocolate or sports drink either.

Last night I registered for the race on 1 July in Berlin. So this morning was the first planned cycling session after registering. I set up the TACX program last night (to save precious morning minutes) and learned how to plot a course with Google Earth. So now I can train "on" the course in Berlin (or the hills in Limburg).

5:45 AM (alarm) (f$ck training; I'm not doing it this morning). Hit snooze button
6:15 AM awaken before the alarm returns
6:20 AM [coffee + banana] [stare blindly into a computer, catching up with people's posts]
6:40 AM okay, let's get going.
7:00 AM on the bike, warming up. Legs are a little stiff. I'll quit early - only do an hour of the 90-minute ride
8:00 AM I'm cruising. why go to work when I can pedal.
8:30 AM As I finish the ride, I get thumbs up from the garbage collectors who are down on the street below my window.

When my stomach started growling at 8 AM, I nearly panicked. What if I starve to death? My trainer said no extra food.... I refueled with, get this, a spinach sweet potato egg white smoothie and seven dextrose tablets. It wasn't too bad. 

14 juin. taper dammit

okay. I am just awful at getting to bed early enough to get up early enough to train before going to work. I couldn't fall asleep last night and was still looking at what time it was at 11:30 plus. So when the alarm rang at 6:05 I did the only reasonable thing which was turn it off.

I did get to the gym at lunch for an interval session on the dreadmill, which was quite effective at bringing on the sweat, and showed me that my inability to run fast is mostly mental. I keep increasing the pace only to find that I can actually run faster than I think - at least for a little while. I'm almost ready to try some sub-5 min/km sprints.  But not during the week I'm supposed to be tapering for the Oly on Sunday.  After running, I did all manner of what the trainer said to do - times 20, three rounds each of 8 pairs of exercises. side plank things were easier than I thought they would be.

Something like this, only with a hand weight and reaching under and then twisting up. And recall that I am a blonde. So this is NOT me.  And I did not need to brace my feet against the wall.  However, I did do these on my forearm, not my palm. Gotta save something for later, I think.

And I'm not swimming tonight. I'm going to swim at lunch tomorrow so that I'm not yawning at my desk tomorrow as a result of seeing the other side of midnight (again). Which sounds like the title to a novel. Because it is.  Come Sunday I will be the master of the unexpected.