How's that for a segway? Hmmmm :-)
Saturday was the big bike test day. I woke up a wee bit hung over. Dee Dee and I were kidless Friday night and took advantage of it. It wasn't so much that I had a few cocktails. It was the fact that I had to get up early Saturday morning to take Matthew to his soccer game. Late night + a few drinks + an early wake up = less than optimal body state.
After the game, I hemmed and hawed over whether or not to put off the test until Sunday morning. By lunch time, I was feeling downright chipper. I ate, waited the requisite two hours and then prepped my bike for the test.
Last two times I took this test, I went to Columns Drive by the Hooch (its a river). This time, I wanted to see how it would go on the trainer. I started out by warming up for 10 minutes or so, then did a few spin ups to get the legs ready for racing. After the spin ups, I did a slow build up to race pace. Yes, this testing stuff is serious! Once the build up was over, I reset my heart rate monitor and I was off...
I thought I did a good job of being consistent. Last year, when I did this, I did not push myself hard enough. We found out at Callaway that my zones were way to low. I kind of knew what to push for and push I did. There was only one problem. At the end of Ironman training, it became apparent that I was getting too strong for my trainer. I had to put my bike into the hardest gear and really spin (~100 rpm) to get my heart rate going.
I actually surprised myself with how well it went. I was sweating up a storm, but I was able to maintain a very solid pace. My max HR ended up being 163 (I think), and my average was 159. This is five points lower than last year and more realistic, I believe. The drop off at the end is my recovery rate. In one minute, my HR dropped 20 points. Evidently, this is a sign that my aerobic engine needs work (I already knew this!)
Sunday, the rain held off long enough for me to ref my first youth soccer match in a long, long time. I ran the pitch hard and gave them my best game. I came home long enough to eat split pea soup and pea salad (pea, pea, pea!) before heading back out for my adult games. After running the center on two adult matches, I was exhausted. I am definitely counting reffing as one of my runs for the week this year. I came home, ate red beans and rice, drank three beers and went to bed.
The next day, Monday, I woke up not feeling so well. Evidently, the combination of pea soup, red beans, and beer did not bode well for my recovery after the weekend. I spent the next 36 hours off and on in the bathroom. It was so bad, I ended up skipping my swim workout for Tuesday! I don't believe I've ever missed a workout due to not feeling well. I guess there's a first time for everything.
Good news is starting around lunch yesterday, I felt better. Today, I have a brick at lunch. I'm going to ride and run by the Hooch near work. Today is a ten on the Melish meter (know what that is?). It's gonna be a beautiful day...