Training Log Archive: Ari-o

#deathcold2015 recovery continues. Tea, honey, lemon, NyQuil and lots and lots of sleep. Lots to do today, so a short run in the evening. Same loop as Thursday, went at the same perceived pace (easy), and ran about 45 seconds a mile faster. Guess I'm getting better.

Almost ruined my recovery from #DeathCold2015 with a bike ride. Biked to Brookline to have a beer and burger, and the way there was in a snowstorm, so I arrived dry and happy. While there it changed to rain, and I biked home in heavy rain and slush. 35º. It was TERRIBLE. Next time I'll take the T (I would have, but no bikes on the Green Line, grr). My core was fine (fleece+rain jacket) but my legs were SO COLD (jeans+rain+ice). I went to the bathroom, stripped off the wet and stood in the shower for a while.

Round and round and round and round to warm up.

This race, by the splits, went how cold training has gone recently: decent at the start, then slower. I started off relatively well to 1, 2 and 3, passing Alex coming back and making good route choices and doing a good job with punching. I started skiing up the hill looking for the woods run to 4 and didn't see it, and by the time I saw Ken going back down looking for it I decided that I didn't want to go look for a path in the woods and that I wanted to ski and just kept going. Certainly lost a couple of minutes; he wound up a bit ahead of me going to the control, but so it goes. I got to ski up a hill.

Passed Ken going in to 4, fun awkward skate on a ridge rather than in a depression. Took a good route around the reentrant but kept going downhill by the road, then through the cornfield (fun!) to 5. I started straight down the field and then jogged over back to the trail, the "safe" choice, and when I got there realized that going up and around and coming down the adjacent fields would have been better/more fun. Oh, well.

My cold-addled head was angry by now and I slowed down and concentrated as much as I could on the O, and that was decent, but I had very little oomph. There were also a lot of people skiing there, and I missed a route choice to get to 9, then took a weird jog to 10, and then a good run to 11. Lost a few more seconds, but nothing major. Good to not lose contact, at least.

Route choice exercise with Alex once I'd warmed up and dried off. This was fun! We had some fun discussions of how we should go through the woods (in one case, running through the woods was good, in another, someone hurt their thumb). Good fun.

Short skate. I was feeling pretty lethargic at this point and was ready to be dry and go home, and not get sicker. And it was snowing!

Long - Splits

Slept 11 hours on Thursday night and woke up feeling better-ish on Friday. My dad and I left Boston around 1 once the carmageddon carpocalypse on 93N had cleared and the road reopened. A couple new inches of snow on Tripoli slowed it down somewhat, and I had two nice trips up and down at a relatively leisurely pace. Feeling a lot better than the day before, but still fighting off #deathcold2015

Ugh. Knocked on my bottom. Four days now of thinking about going for a run and deciding against it. But I might this afternoon. Slept 11 hours last night after knocking myself out with NyQuil. Damn does that stuff work.

Easy loop around the river. Tried to stay warm and maybe make the stupid thing in my head and throat go away (Alex says hers is a monster; mine is just annoying). The first mile felt great. After that it felt okay. I think it will be another NyQuil-induced coma tonight.

Ugh, coming down with a cold. So far just sneezes and a throat; but I might have to lay low for a couple of days. At least there's not good snow to be missing. Still, grr.