The week that was – or holy s$%& that hurt

Last week was my first week of training for my BHAG, and I have to say it hurt.  Getting back on the road to fitness is difficult, getting up early to do it before I go to work is even harder.  My training last week was the following:

  • Monday 1.5km run
  • Tuesday 6km cycle
  • Wednesday Rest
  • Thursday 1.5km run
  • Friday 10km cycle
  • Weekend off

When I was putting the plan for the week I remember thinking that a 1km run was pretty rubbish and the 6km cycle was a bit light, but by Wednesday I was pretty much unable to walk down steps.  Which would be fine, but we have a number of steps at home, I have to walk down them to get to my car, which I appreciated more than I have for a long time…

Monday and Tuesday were really hard, not just the getting up exercise but the recovery.  I couldn’t believe just how hard the run was, I felt like my lungs were attempting to eject themselves out my throat so they could trip me up and kick my butt back to bed.  The ride on Tuesday was more of the same, just unable to breathe and my leg muscles were on fire.

I had a meeting in Auckland on Thursday which meant that I wasn’t able to get on the road in the morning, but the upside was that I did manage to get into a really good running shop in Auckland and get myself a pair of running shoes, my Converse All Stars were not really coping with the damp grass that I run on in the morning.  When I got home from work I threw on my new shoes and went for my run, unfortunately the new shoes didn’t really provide much assistance to my old body, but I’m sure I’ll start to appreciate them more when my lungs and body start to toughen up a bit.

Fridays cycle was moved to Saturday as it was raining cats and dogs on Friday morning and I didn’t have any lights for my bike (or at least I do have lights but they have been loaned to the kids and are no longer where they should be…)   The ride on Saturday was really refreshing after the other exercise sessions during the week.  In fact there were even small glimpses of “the zone” when the muscles had warmed up and and the wind was from behind and I could just zoom along enjoying the scenery and my thoughts.

All in all it was a relatively successful week of exercise, in some ways easier and harder than I had anticipated.  Getting up (I’m not a morning person) was easier than I thought, but its only now that I am actually trying to get some fitness back that I truly understand just how far I have slipped and how far I have to go.



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