I've had so much to say on this blog this week and yet nothing at all got written... I wanted to write about a couple of killer bike/run workouts I had but then sometimes I think it's none of your damn business. (Lol. What's up with that?) And then I've wanted to write about that shitty swim (which one? There have been plenty) but then sometimes I think what does it matter? In the big picture I guess it wasn't that shitty. But see, now it's Friday and nobody reads blogs on the weekends anyway, right? Because you're all out training, where you should be... and where I will be as well... None of this makes any sense I know... Yet I continue to type... (Somebody please shut this girl up.)
So here's my dilemma with my swim. (Triathletes will not understand this but swimmers will understand this...) It sucks right now. (Sucks is a relative term I know but let's just go with sucks for now b/c it fits for me.) Part of me is like, duh. I am tired because I'm biking and running a lot and it's not unusual for that fatigue to show up in the pool and maybe my swim will come right back when I finally shed some of this fatigue. That is a very real possibility. And let's face it- my weakness is not in the water- it is on the roads- so if my swim suffers some but my running comes along nicely well then that is good, right? Coach talks about good math- give up 5 minutes on the swim and gain 30 on the run. THAT is good math. Yes. I used to teach 6th grade math so yes, I agree. Good math. But then he said something about coming out of the water in CdA in 1:05 and I was like WHOA HOLD ON BUDDY I AM NOT COMING OUT OF THE WATER AT CDA IN 1:05...
But based on how my swim is going right now, I might well come out in 1:05. And I know I know some of you would like be thrilled to death to come out in 1:05 but I'm just telling you I would NOT and this is my blog so let me have my piece (peace?).
So here's the question- Would it matter? Maybe only in my own head. But isn't that the only place it actually would matter? You see, I like being good at swimming. There's something to be said for having confidence in your ability in the water... Knowing you'll come out in a good position and then it's up to your competitors to chase you down. That is how I am used to racing. If I come out of the water in 1:05 then I am in a whole different world. First of all, to Nalani's point, wouldn't T1 be really crowded? Yes. It would be. Everyone comes out in 1:05. Better to come out in :58 and have the change tent to yourself, don't you think?
Counterpoint- come out in 1:05 having spent very little energy in the water and now you're set up for a solid bike/run which is where the race really is. OK. Yes. Point taken.
Am I even capable of not racing the swim? I'm not sure. Is it just an ego thing- that I don't want to let my swim go even if it's for the best in the Big Picture? Very possibly. But can't I have it all? I want it all.
Let's move past the racing though and talk about training. No wonder so many triathletes hate swimming. Swimming sucks when you're not swimming well. I mean, it is just not fun to swim lap after lap after lap and not look at the clock or shoot for a specific interval. Blah. But then when you train like that a lot and then actually do look at the clock every once in a while it's even worse b/c you're like Really? Did I just work that hard and swim that pace? Oy vey. Give me repeat 200's and an insane interval to hit and I'll be way happier than having no interval at all.
Of course those types of very fast workouts have the potential to leave me curled up in a little ball on the couch for the rest of the morning, clutching my coffee for dear life. Yes, I remember a couple mornings like that last year...
Counterpoint- wouldn't it be better to save your training energy for your runs, where it is most needed? OK. Yes. Point taken.
And my running is indeed coming along well. So I've got that going for me. But it still doesn't change the fact that I don't want to be fighting for space in a crowded change tent in T1. Oh the dramatic dilemma of a triathlete...
I just re-read this post and it totally makes me laugh. I know. I'm delusional. But I'm about to hit publish anyway. You're welcome for the entertaining look into the psychotic mind of a triathlete where 5 minutes seems to actually matter somehow.