Yah, so we went to see the Hobbit last evening, and while it was bit better than the first one, it was still a very weak sister to any of the LOTR movies. But no matter, it was 3D which I love, and I went with my best friend under 5 feet tall, my grandson Colby. Indeed Smaug was my favourite character, and although he was last seen on his way to incinerate an entire village of innocents, I was still cheering for him!! Personally I think most dwarves are a bit self centered! And before you accuse me of short people profiling, I can assure you that I've never met a Hobbit I didn't like!
But none of that shit's important right! The only thing that really matters is Ironman training!!! Right?? And I'm pleased to report that I followed the advice of all my counsellors and simply got my ass in gear. Yesterday, I wrapped up really well, and made it around the block without too much difficulty. I was a bit sore afterwards such that I decided to put off my gym visit til next time.
Today, I went without the wrap and successfully completed my scheduled bike workout. On my bike I found it more comfortable without, presumably because of the somewhat bent over condition, combined with the absence of jarring one gets in running.. I am forced at this point to do most of the riding up out of the aerobats because the extreme aero position puts too much pressure on my rib cage. Unfortunately, sitting up the whole time makes the workout easier, which feels like cheating.
All in all, I feel pretty good right now. I have been very careful not to push, pull, lift or twist for any mundane things like putting out the garbage, and that really seems to be helping. I think it's pretty ironic that my injury allows me to run and bike, but not to do normal everyday stuff. I've known for some time, and Elly confirmed yesterday that it's a family trait, that I have weak connective tissue. Probably about the time I turned 40 I could no longer wrestle with my kids; not because I didn't have the muscle or the energy, but because something always felt on the edge of giving away. I bet I could still kick all their asses if only my tendons/ligaments etc, weren't made of such fragile materials!!
And you know what? Every once in a while that's what a kid needs. He needs his stupid ass kicked into tomorrow…totally fucking delusional….and that's all I'm gonna say about that!!
Phew! That feels better.
So that's it for now folks. Tomorrow would normally be long run day, but I will simply go out running with no specific commitment. If it feels okay, I'll risk up to 20 kms, but I promise to cut it short if necessary. The good news is that I have my GPS watch back (it was out for warranty repair), and it's a great thing to have when you're playing it by ear.
computrainer, week 6, day 1
"As a housewife, I feel that if the kids are still alive when my husband gets home from work, then hey, I've done my job."---Roseanne Barr
Love
Peter
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