
I woke up at 5:38 am and was in the pool by 6:15 am.
I did a 4000 meter long swim. It's the longest swim workout I've ever done in a pool. As a matter of fact, the only time I've done this distance is during an Ironman which is also 4000 meters.
I almost wasn't able to do it, as I didn't realize that half way through my swim the central swim club takes over the pool. The only place they don't swim is the leisure lanes, which were empty and I was able to use.
The swim went well, the only tough part was near the end, when I had to do 300 meters of kicking using the board. All in all, the total swim took just over 1 1/2 hours.
As the day went on, I could really feel muscle soreness in the hamstrings and glutes. It was from yesterdays lower body weight blasting session and today's swim kick drill. I felt really sore.
At the end of the day, after work, it was snowing and I was "pissed off". I'm sick of the snow. I just didn't want to run when it was snowing, with snow covering ice on the road.
But to my surprise, when I got home there was no snow falling in my neighborhood. The roads were clear.
But I was also really tired. On the way home I was "sleepy" as I drove home. I'm not used to getting up so early.
I wasn't sure if I should run right when I got home, or have a nap and then run later tonight. I decided to do it right away. I just didn't think, I was robot like. I changed into my running clothes and went out the door.
I started slow and my legs were tight. But I started to feel good. Before I left the house I noticed my heart rate got as low as 49 bpm just standing, which means my body was not distressed or over trained. Although mentally, I felt differently.
Just as I was 5 minutes into the run, I stopped to help a lady who's car got stuck in the snow. At first I didn't want to stop, but she looked my way and the "Winnipeg Boy" in me came out. She was quite shocked and happy that I would stop.
I couldn't get her out, but I tried.
The rest of the run felt great. My spirits became very positive and I felt really strong. I ran for 1 hour 10 minutes at a 8:30 pace at 122 - 134 bpm. For the first time in a long time, my heart rate was leaning towards going lower, where it usually wants to go higher.
It was by far my fasted moderate run since I started the program. Most of the other runs were in the 9:30 range. I also ran the last half a few seconds faster than the last half, negative splits, you gotta love it!
I think what helped me was all the sugar I've been eating. Alyssa, my baking daughter, had made a bunch of chocolate chip cookies, which I can't stop "nibbling" on. Plus the "heavenly hash" ice cream I bought on the weekend.
I ended up throwing the ice cream in the garbage this morning and Alice hid the cookies.
The temptation was just to great, especially after I weighted myself and gained 2 lbs.
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