I hope everyone had a great Labor Day weekend. It pretty much means the summer time fun is over around here, and it's time to get ready for all. Labor Day in Atlanta means one thing for this family. Soccer! The Atlanta Cup is held every year on this weekend, and most years, over 700 teams come to play.
My oldest, Jimmy, was playing in the tournament, and I signed up to referee at his venue in between games. Anytime I sign up to ref a tournament, I have to juggle my training schedule around. I feel obligated to do this myself and never really ask coach for help.
Friday night, Dee Dee was up and down all night, and I slept like crap. The games Saturday went fine, but I wasn't all that pleased with my performance in the center (I had one center and two lines). I managed to sneak off to the gym later that night and get my swim on: 2700 yards in a little over 52 minutes. I was cruising, despite the sore legs. I slept really well Saturday night (duh!) and was back at the fields for Jimmy's 8 AM start. After Jimmy won his game, I had two more matches to ref, one line and one center. I could just tell something was off, and my experience here this weekend just left a bad taste in my mouth. Managing a match with 19 year olds is never easy, but it wasn't really about them, it was me.
The rest of Sunday was rest and recovery. I had a nice long nap, ate dinner, then went to bed. I actually slept in till 7 AM on Monday. I'm still wondering when I'm actually going to get to sleep in. The first wave in my age group doesn't go off until 8:45 AM at Augusta. Maybe I'll sleep in on race day :-) Anywho, I was out on the bike by 9 AM for my race simulation brick. I rode 56 miles in a little over 3 hours on very tired legs, followed up by spinning my legs out easy for a mile or so. I was very happy with this. My 45 minute run afterwards was blah, but this was expected. My legs had had enough for the weekend.
I think, next year, I will need to choose one or the other. I'm getting too old to do both ;-) hahaha! Truthfully, its true. My body is reaffirming this as it is the respect I have for both the half iron and iron distance races. These past two weeks have restored a healthy respect for all that is Iron and what it takes to get there.
At the last minute, I decided to toss my Grip Removable Chamois in the mix for my ride. This experience, too, reaffirmed that this little jewel is the best thing since sliced bread. My hiney lurves it :-)
Have a great week, y'all!