Training this weekend wasn't too exciting. Saturday morning I did exercises for my upper body for 1,5 hours and by the time I was finished it was 11:30am, we had lunch, did some other stuff and went training again at 2:30pm. I so didn't want to go because it was 6 degrees (felt like 4) outside and windy. I rather would have stayed home where it was nice and warm… My boyfriend insisted on driving me there though cos he knew that I'd be grumpy for the rest of the day if I didn't go. When we got to the Airforce Museum the wind picked up even more and I put all my clothes on that I brought with me. We did the warm-up and I actually got hot so I took off my gloves and one of my two pairs of tights I was wearing. We did 2 x 10km but they were a lot slower than the ones we did a week ago so it didn't even feel too hard and I never really got out of breath. Me and Mark were talking through the whole training, normally we can't talk anymore cos we're so out of breath :). I didn't do a cool-down because as soon as I stopped skating I got really cold so I quickly got changed and we drove home in the warm car (I put it on 27 degrees :). And yes, I was glad that I went training and yes, I had fun and no, it wasn't too bad.
On Sunday morning I sat on the wind trainer for 2 hours watching German tv shows. I had to choose a really high resistance because my heart rate didn't want to go up once again, so my legs got a bit tired in the end. But I was proud of myself because sitting on a wind trainer for 2 hours really is a good effort :). Normally people get way too bored to sit on a wind trainer for that long. I also got hungry so I was happy that my boyfriend made me pancakes for lunch. After I had about 5 big pancakes (just never can get enough of them), we went shopping. My boyfriend wanted to look for some running shoes and we needed a few other things as well. We spent quite a long time at Rebel Sport looking at shoes and trying them on, but he didn't buy any. We then went to Dresssmart where I bought a new running shirt. Well, my boyfriend bought it for me. By the time we got home it was dinner time already and the weekend was almost over again.
On Monday I got up at 6:30am, had two slices of bread and got ready for training. 20min after I got up, I started with a 15min warm-up, then did the Power-Workout for 40min and a 15min cool-down. I really struggled with the workout today. My legs were so sore and I even had to take little breaks during the exercises because I was so worn out. I don't really know why my legs were so sore because training at the weekend wasn't that hard. I managed to do all the exercises though, took a shower, had some muesli, quickly checked my emails and got ready to go to "work". I spent the morning at a day care for people with a mental disability to see if that would be a job for me. It was ok, but more exhausting and tiring than I thought. I was back home again around lunch time and quite tired. I had something to eat and started cleaning soon afterwards. Bad idea. Made me even more tired. After I finished cleaning I had to take a break and just sit on the couch in front of the computer for a while before I hung out the washing and did other stuff again. I was soooo tired. I was planning on going for a run in the late afternoon cos I thought it was gonna rain, but because I was too tired I decided to just do exercises. It didn't rain though and we ended up going skating. The warm-up and the starts were ok and even the accelerations felt ok, but when we got to the 6 x 400m I was suffering. My boyfriend lead the first one so it was damn fast and I couldn't keep up with him and Mark. I also stumbled around the corners because I just can't skate the corners at the bottom when I go fast. Mark lead the second one and at least this time I stayed behind him. It was still hard though. I lead the third one but felt like I was going really slow. In the fourth one it was my boyfriends turn to lead so I couldn't keep up again and it started to really frustrate me. And I felt my calves as well from training in the morning. They were pretty thight and I tried to relax them but it didn't really work. The last two 400's were the worst. I was so out of breath and my legs and especially my calfs were burning and
I was quite grumpy, but at least I always past Mark on the last lap because apparently he was just as worn out as I was and stopped skating with half a lap to go.
Yesterday morning I had my 10km run planned but because I can't go to the running race in three weeks time, I just wanted to run a comfortable pace and not go all out on this one. I still felt a bit tired and my calf muscles got sorer over night as well. I started running, not really looking at my watch and by the time I got to the turnaround, I was 2min slower than usual but not really out of breath. I didn't even feel the need to speed up in the second half of the run, I just couldn't care enough :). I kept running "slowly" and enjoyed the weather (sunshine and 11 degrees at 10am). I finished the 10km in 53:15, more than 5min slower than usual, but I didn't care. I just looked forward to getting a drink and not moving my calves for the rest of the day because gosh, they hurt!
In the afternoon I just watched tv and tried not to fall asleep. I was sooo tired. I eventually got off the couch and did exercises for my upper body for 1,5 hours, went food shopping with my boyfriend, had dinner and got tired again around 8:30pm. Hello?! I managed to stay awake until just before 10pm though, I think that was a pretty good effort :).
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