I don't know what happened last week, but I forgot to post an update on my tri training. Anyway, I was going strong on Week 2. I managed to stick to all of my workouts, including leaving my friends early one night to go and swim laps b/c I missed my swim workout the night before. I was quite proud of myself since I am not one to leave a social situation unless forced too. :-)
Last weekend I ran into a few problems. I manned a water stop for TNT Saturday morning and then came back for a longer ride. I was all dressed, had my shoes and my helmet on, only to find that my rear tire was flat. ???? How did that happen? So, I pumped it up and waited to see if it was just a fluke. It wasn't. Since I still haven't learned how to fix a flat (nor did I have a spare tube), I packed up my bike and drove out to Keswick Cycles where I bought the bike and have a service plan. They fixed it, but it was off and on rain the rest of the day. No ride for me.
Sunday, I got up and headed out for a nice ride up Lincoln Drive. Turns out it was a muddy ride which would have been fine on my hybrid, but a little nerve-wracking on my road bike due to the slick tires. I survived, but then did something stupid. I took a different route home, so before I was going to cross the street (no curb cut), I came to a stop. Normal, right? Sure, except for the fact that it didn't even dawn on me to unclip from my pedals! Seriously! Where the hell was my brain? So, I come to a stop, realize what I didn't do, and say, "oh shit" and fall over on my left side. Got up, brushed myself off, crossed the street and continued on my ride, cursing my stupidity.
So, not 5 minutes later, I'm approaching the intersection at Falls Bridge and Kelly Drive. I unclip my left foot well ahead of time. I come to a stop and put my left foot down. Somehow, I shift a little right as I come to a stop and put my left foot down, and . . . . you guessed it, I went down on my right side. Seriously. It was a bad day.
Got up again, brushed myself off, and continued my way home. Unfortunately, I screwed up my derailer on the last fall. That meant that after I got home and showered, I was on my way back to Keswick Cycles. What a day!
So, the weekend is over, I have a plan to get right back into my training as if nothing ever happened. Except, something did happen. On Monday afternoon, my left shoulder/back/arm began to kill me. I was very limited in my motion and eventually bailed on my trainer for that night. I was still sore on Tuesday and a little on Weds. That meant, no training for me so I could rest my injury. Last night, I should have done a run/walk, but I left the office too late and was wiped out.
So, today is a new day and I'm back on track. Off for a ride in a bit and then swim practice tomorrow w/ the team. Still can't believe I did all that. The good thing is I am not letting it stop me!