Easy swimming pace (untested as not swam in three months but a worst case guess)

FTP – if I rode my bike it might go up

Easy running pace, not that any running feels easy at the moment

Weight – where I am, where I need to be, how I plan to get there

This week was to be my return to training.
Nothing serious just 5 x 45-50 minute runs, 2×75 minute runs. Also 1x 2:30 easy bike, 1x FTP test, 2 turbos. All should have been achievable.

Warning signs came on Monday when 50 easy turned into suffering like a dog for 30 minutes. Monday turn was not great.

Tuesday’s turbo didn’t happen, the 45 easy with pieces turned into a slow slog fest with a high HR.

Same on Wednesday.

Thursyday I really wanted to bin the run but I forced myself out. Aches and pains and high HR. I put it down to being unfit. Hard turbo Thursday night just didn’t feel right. Really having to work for it.

Today I am in bits and I’ve put 2 and 2 together. Whether I’ve gotten 4 or 5 I don’t know.

A big filling in a molar a few months back. Severe tooth ache Sunday night and I’ve gone downhill since. I suspect an abscess and an infection. Dentist appointment in 40 minutes will see then. Thank god work are understanding about bailing. (Explains as well why I’ve been fairly useless all week and not getting as much done as I should have).

Wrecked.

Big fat nothings. That’s what I’m posting training hours wise.

I’m blown away at the increase in work thats required of me. All I can say is I am delighted that I changed jobs from the chaos that was my old one to the organisation of this one. Couldn’t handle chaos everywhere.

The eldest one is teething again, she needs constant attention. The little one is fine but has found his lungs. Infinitely better than herself at that age but still combine the two.

I had always trained early, so early that typically no one noticed a session unless it went over 2.5 hours. In the evenings I would train immediately after work. Or failing that late at night. Lunch times too.

The immediately after work training went out the window a good while back as that is story time and cannot be missed but there was the other options.

However at the moment with a complete refusal to share daddy (Seemingly I am “*MY* dada”) and a requirement for me to do everything with the eldest combined with the last 3 teeth coming up means that

(a) Come 8-9pm the neurofen wears off and I’m on duty to calm her down and get her settled again. Can take up to 10pm. Means evening sessions out
(b) Come 4am I’m back on duty to calm and reassure and settle. Lasts until 7:30. I set my alarm for 5am every morning and the latest I’ve gotten to was 4:58 before being called. I was awake and excited about a morning turbo from 4:55. Then the call came.

Last night I had a session planned, gear laid out and the eldest to bed. About to go get changed and then it started “DA DA, DA DA” 30 minutes of it, no crying, no screaming just constantly calling. She was wrecked so I left her be. It continued. After about 45 minutes she tried a “MA MA”, only one and then back to “DA DA”. After an hour she even tried a “BA BA”, she didn’t sound too sure on that one mind Anyways, come 60 minutes she went ape, and I was in bed for 2015, only way to get her to sleep was to go to bed with her. Thankfully I’d not changed into lycra at this stage. A nice nights sleep for a 5am FTP test. Not to be 3am call to duty.

Basically I am fat, unfit and detrained. I have a mountain of work to do before I can do any racing. I’m letting numbers go for a while and will aim to do something anyways. A fast IM may be out but worse comes to worse I can target something like a 2:3x marathon next Autumn, something that doesn’t require too much time and effort.

Now off for coffee before I fall asleep. rambling alot too so apologies.

Training for week starting 24th October
Swim: 0m
Bike: 0km
Run: 0km
Total time 0:00

Training for week starting 31st October
Swim: 0m
Bike: 0km
Run: 16km
Total time 1:21

Its been a disaster training wise and try as I might I cannot see things getting better anything soon unfortunately. I am trying but I’m just so damn tired.

2 != 1 + 1
2 != 1 + 1
2 != 1 + 1
2 != 1 + 1
2 != 1 + 1
2 != 1 + 1
2 != 1 + 1

11 = 1 + 1

The attached image file shows exactly how pants the GPS altitude data from a Garmin is. (Also shows how good it is that the 910XT is moving to a barametric altometer.

The drop and subsequent climb in the first blue selection just didn’t happen.
Lap 6 was running *up* the hill.
Lap 7 was coming *down* the hill.

Garmin reports it as being the opposite.

I knew that GPS altitude data wasn’t accurate but I had expected it to be just off by 10-20 metres consistently, not total junk.

Toughest running session since the end of 2009 on Saturday night. Hills reps on Howth hill beside the church. Nearly puked. Hit 194bpm. Ouchy, glutes and quads are in an utter jock today.

Great session.

Rest of the weekend a write off though. Spent it up to my elbows in masonary drill bits, hammers and grinders.

Not too bad considering the amount of crap I am eating

Plan for today

Lunch : 50 easy with club mate (hes has just been okayed for Roth and Barca, his wife and mine are friends so may not even have to ask about Barca if I commit)

Evening: Figure out what the hell is wrong with my Computrainer. A friend who has one is coming over and we are going to test it in my shed with my computer and then figure out what part of mine isn’t working. Did the same in his house at the weekend and the thing worked. Then didn’t work in my house. Either the power supply in the shed, the laptop, or some electromagnetic interference in the shed.

Plan for tomorrow

Morning : Hour tough turbo, dentist trip
Lunch: 50 easy run with some pieces
PM: Work night out

Plan for Thursday
Morning: Swim – strength session (hungover)
Lunch: Tempo run
PM: DIY, depending on how long this takes an easy turbo

Plan for Friday
Morning: Swim
Lunch: 30 recovery run
PM: Hill repeats on Howth.

Plan for Saturday
Stupid o’clock: 2:30 ride
Evening: 30-50 run easy

Plan for Sunday
Stupid o’clock: 1:30 run

Plan for next week:
Monday
Morning: Swim
Lunch: Tempo run

Tuesday
Stupid o’clock: Tempo run
Morning: Wife has baby #2 via section

Rest of week:
Panic and survive

The Tummy is back. Being honest it came back 16 months ago and hasn’t left. I really wanted to shift it for end of October but that didn’t happened. Very annoyed at myself for not sorting this out. A disgrace really. I’m running badly, and none of my clothes fit. Sucks.

First weekly weigh in…..

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