Anyways, the race was awesome and the weather even cooperated. I had free chocolate milk after (they sponsor the race) and of course as much watermelon as I could handle and even a burger later on when I started to feel ravenous (as always). I had a massage from Absolute Endurance and the chiro who did it even adjusted my ‘bad’ foot (yanked on it really hard while I held onto the table, twice) and it hurt at the time but I think it might be back in place (I felt it go funny for the first time LAST February at crossfit one day)! We shall see. Anyways, I talked to the people from there about training and injury and doing Ironmans, etc. and I realized how badly I want to do it but how clueless I am, admittedly (even after getting personal training certifications and taking a degree in Kinesiology) about periodization and proper training and nutrition, etc. Besides how to swim, it’s becoming apparent I need to learn a whole lot if I want to be a success!
After the race, I hustled home, got detoured once because of an accident (adding time onto a big driving day already), and showered/packed at turbo speed. The drive to Mount Pleasant was long, to put it lightly. About 4 hours plus pit stops and the time at the border (which wasn’t too bad). Lonely, but I have books on tape to get me through and Gaga if all else fails!
When I got the the hotel, Dave and Lori and Dina and I went to dinner at the Railway restuarant that we ate at two years ago and loved! I was craving a turkey club so with the help of the friendly waitress I came up with soemthing similar: a chicken breast with cheddar cheese on a ciabatta bun. I had a huge ceasar salad with it and felt good after! I was craving something sweet all night but we had nothing to help me out. I can’t believe how even a short race makes me hungry! I was also realllly nervous about the next day and made sure I had my snacks and plenty of water.
I slept well but this morning my legs were feeling a little sore. I know I should have been thinking positive, but if you’d seen me going up the stairs you’d know that 58 miles at a race speed was going to be tough! The Tour de Mont Pleasant road race is long to begin with! The girls who ride in the cycling road races are sometimes on teams and have strategy — they’ll sprint and teammates will pull all of race so that their girls’ legs are fresh for the finish. Today I had a goal of hanging on for as long as possible, finishing the ride (it would be my longest of the year), and of having a little fun. I think maybe I shouldn’t have been so preoccupied with hanging on, because I got dropped for the first time ever! What a humbling experience after winning yesterday and having people come up to me and tell me how strong my bike was. At any rate, I kept biking and only wanted to ask for a ride 209 times. That’s an exaggeration, but it was windy. At least I had my Garmin to be excited about and I ended up doing the 93km in just over 3 hours. (3:05 something to be exact, not bad at all, averaging over 30km/h on a long ride alone for most of the time)! I kept coming up to guys who were dropped from their races and trying to ride with them but they’d slow down too much so I gave up on that. I found a girl from MSU who was nice to ride with for the last 15km which was perfect because I think both of us were ready to give up! There was 11 minutes between the pack and us and if I’d known I was not that far off I might have pushed it. To be honest, I just wanted to get through. I ate a lot of gus and a bar and was drinking gatorade so I think my nutrition was good, my legs were tired, and my mental state was a little off. I was exhausted from the ride and just feeling like I was in a funk. At any rate, riding that far and at a decent speed is an accomplishment!
After the ride, there was no time to shower, etc. so I drove home (alone, I lost my friends 😦 ) and had dinner with my mom. I stopped for directions and a snack, but I should have had lunch. I’m never hungry after a ride right away, so I just bought pretzels and cheese (a fave snack). I started out normally, having a decent amount of the pretzels, but I ate almost a whole bag (it’s not that bad, probably I had about 2 big/4 small servings) by the time I got home! Oh well. We had steak dinner and it was awesome. When I got back to London, I was feeling hungry still (and doubting that it was physical) so it took everything in me to stop eating croutons once I started. I think if anyone has any cracker suggestions that taste like croutons, I need to know. ASAP. Because my crouton-snacking habit is far from ideal! Anyways, I averted a binge by having a long-awaited and much-needed shower and finding some relaxation…
…even though racing is fun, I think doing four races in seven days is a little too much. Sure the Bridge Race went well, Ciocaro on Thursday was motivating, Woodstock Duathlon was awesome, and even today turned out good…but that doesn’t mean I need to be Super Woman and do it all. I get caught up in things quite often and end up stretching myself too thin. I think this is just another example of that.
How do you stop yourself from getting too emotional?
Do you ever just cry or am I the only one?