This has been a tough week for training, and it’s only Wednesday. I survived the long run in my new shoes on Sunday, squeezed in the bike ride before I got on the plane Monday morning, and finished my strength workout Monday night after I finally got to the hotel. Then it started to come undone.
Tuesday started off well enough, with a great run along the lake before work. I planned a swim after checking into new hotel inToronto that night. If I left work early enough, I could make the two hour drive and finish the swim before it got too late. That was critical, since I needed to get up by 5 on Wednesday morning to do a strength workout before heading to the airport for my flight to the next stop on my weekly North American tour. “Early enough” is the operative term. Like 4:30 or 5.
At 6:30, when I finally unplugged the laptop, I knew the swim was in jeopardy. By the time I got to the hotel at 9:30 and checked out the 10 yard pool, I had a value judgment to make. Nope, not gonna do it. What I did was spend another 90 minutes answering emails before crawling into bed.
So this morning, it was up at 5:15 to try the strength workout. Who am I kidding? After standing next to my bed trying to remember where my workout clothes were, and then trying to remember why I was looking for them, I reset the alarm for another 30 minutes of sleep. I can say I was truly shocked when it went off again. I had been sound asleep.
I’ve got a swim planned for this evening. Depending on how I feel, I may tack on half of my missed hour from last night. The strength workout is likely just a casualty of war, though. Maybe I can take credit for 3 hours of jack hammering through solid rock on Sunday afternoon. That was this week, right?
Hopefully I’ve got enough margin built into the rest of the week to accomplish my planned training. If not, I’ll salvage what I can.