Post race time is all about recovery, right? I expected to be barely able to walk by Tuesday after Vineman but alas, such was not the case. I was sore but not that sore. By Saturday I could no longer live with myself being so sedentary.
1). Saturday – Masters swim (but not for long – I only lasted 40 minutes) and then a 3 mile run. It wasn’t all that fast but it felt pretty good.
2). Sunday – off.
3). Monday off – old habits die hard. I’m not on a plan but Monday has been my “off” day for a while so that’s just how I roll now. I got my bike back Monday, all clean and shiney and with a new chain – WINNER!
4). Tuesday – ride. Ahhhh…. I was so happy to ride again. I had to go solo because the Good Doctor is very busy but I was so glad to go. I had thought I’d get back in time to go to the 10:30 swim but I was having so much fun I just kept going. Not fast but lovely. The bike felt great for the first hour and then the chain started slipping in the back. I have to call the shop but I think I just need to adjust the cable with the barrel thingie (I know – the thought of me touching the bike when I use that vernacular is terrifying, right? Okay – the barrel adjuster. Feel better?)
5). Today – swam. I managed to gut out 2,000 whole meters. Go me. I’m sure I’ll get back to my 2400- 2500 meter workouts any day now.
6). I’m missing my pre-race happiness and glow, though. I have a very nice sparkle when I talk about the race still because I’m still very happy with how I did. See? Happy!
The rest of the time I am not feeling the maniacal happiness that dominated my psyche going into that race. I need to get back to crazy happy. All suggestions for how to do that are welcome.
7). I’m picking up the BarfDay Fishes Girl at the airport tomorrow and doing the 140.6 Sherpa dance up in Sonoma for the weekend. The Dear Baboos will be there, also as will my local friend Jen. Anyone else?