Yet again, coaching has taken over any blogging time that might present itself. I completed the 5K on June 1st. Not gracefully, perhaps, and I certainly got my ass beat by a whole bunch of kids who have the luxury of training 3 hours a day, plus a mom chauffeur, cook, housecleaner, etc. But my time of 1:30 for over 3 miles is right on my goal pace. Couldn’t have held it that day, but hope to get there. I coached until 7:30 the night before – definitely not an ideal race prep schedule. I showed up tired, hot, and a little suncrisped. But that’s all to the good. Tough as nails… is what I want to be.
I have been training more consistently the last couple of weeks, and I think I have a schedule that will present me at the 10K not woefully undertrained. I swam 7600 on Thursday. I was pretty well worked after that, but managed a decent recovery practice on Friday. Those Thursdays are the only days I can swim uninterrupted, so they will make up the meat of my training, Don’t know if I’ll get any lake swimming in, but even if not, I think I’ll be OK. Mondays and Fridays I coach Masters 6-7 AM – that’s somewhere I can take some time from if necessary. Tuesdays I don’t want to get up at 5 AM and then try to last to coach meets til 10 at night. Wednesdays I don’t want to get up after a meet. So Thursdays it is.
I just got an email that the new predicted water temp for the Fontana Lake 10K is 78-82. So I’ve immediately gone from worrying about it being too cold (70 degrees, when I’ve been training at 90) to it being too hot. Should be OK at 82, since coaching summer league should make me heat-adapted if nothing else.
My foot is feeling extremely close to plantar fasciitis, and my hip flexor apparently did not enjoy the 30xdive-sprint-climb-out-walk-around on 1:00 set on Tuesday, but I’m going to do yoga today and tomorrow over the weekend in the hopes that everything is back in the game on Monday. I don’t know how much of the trouble is from the swimming (tight hamstrings) and how much is from the coaching on a hard pool deck (tight hamstrings), but I’m-a try to adapt.
