Last Sunday I did not ride because it was 38F and raining. The week before, however, I did ride. Every week I show up thinking that it is going to be my worst ride. Every week I think this is the week I'm not going to make it. Last week was even worse because I felt like I stood out as struggling the week before.
I didn't start out well, forgetting my energy drink. Still, I started out strong keeping up with the main group with little trouble for the first part of the ride. When we got to Old San Antonio Dr I started to fall behind the lead group. Determined, I continued to ride as hard as I could. This kept me between the lead group and the people somewhere behind me. It was the first ride in a long time that didn't have a strong wind so I didn't have to fight the fact that I don't draft well. Right as I approved the HEB Evelyn and Bill caught up to me. Evelyn noted that I was hauling and that she had Bill had to bust ass to catch up with me. I felt pretty worn out at the HEB but got longer to recover since I arrived towards the head of the group.
When we headed back out I was ready for the fact that I would probably fall behind after pushing so hard on the way down. I was surprised when I was able to keep up pretty well. I fell behind a little on S1st but was able to catch up at the first light (barely!). From there I was better because there were so many lights to stop the group. By the time we got towards the city I was feeling pretty good until I pulled my calf taking off from the light at Stassney. I rode through it but it definitely slowed me down, especially on the hills.
When we got back to the BSS, Paul made a point of telling me how much I had improved. I felt really good about my ride, and even after a few minutes of cool down my average speed was 16.6mph. Which is not really fast but it's better. Every week I get better and thats all I want.
Then Thursday I ran the Turkey Trot with Kat and Megan (and Bennett, mans best running partner). It was so cold and my leg was hurting from running with Bennett on Saturday so I was not expecting a great run. We started and I didn't even look at my watch. It was tough keeping up with Kat and her friend Ashley and I was just praying that I would be able to hold on without injury. Bennett was much better at the TT than he is running in the neighborhood which helped. My leg held up and before I knew it we were at the 3 mile point. Then, after what seemed like only a few minutes we were at the 4 mile mark. Bennett was feeling great and having so much fun and so was I! It was the easiest run I've ever done. Based on how I was feeling, I expected us to come in at 10:30 to an 11:00 mile. We crossed in just under a 10 min mile!!! I could not be happier. Bennett was ready to do it again and I think I'm going to have to sign him up for a half marathon soon.
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