Over-rested

What a great week to be on an easy cycle-break. I got hit, mid-week, with a nasty little stomach something or other, and am finally feeling better today. No swimming, no biking and just one little 3m run; I can say with authority that I'm rested. The final push starts Sunday with a Buck, and I'm itching to get at it again.

That's one of the benefits of taking a week off, I think - re-stoking the fire. Yes, your body needs the rest, and by all accounts taking the week off TOTALLY probably isn't the best thing for your fitness. You're supposed to cut back, not lie around eating girl scout cookies - like I did. The real benefit for me is mental. I went from being less than enthusiastic about "yet another 6m run" to "I can't wait to hit the road again" - lemme attem! all in the course of a week.

I spent most of the week concentrating on work instead of trying to squeeze in another swim. Because it was scheduled, I haven't stressed about NOT working out enough. I'm recharged and ready to go, and I'm going to need that mental edge leading into race season. Only 4 more training weeks left - that's it! 4 more training weeks. It doesn't seem like enough, but then again, I know I'm entering this race season in so much better condition, at a lower weight, and with more experience than last year - I can't wait to see what I can do.

An additional aspect of this season will be that instead of racing in a relative vacuum, with just me and Mrs. B and a couple of racing buddies close to home here to share all this with, I've got a community of fellow triathletes who's training and race experiences have as much meaning to me as mine do to them. Just when I thought this sport called Triathlon couldn't get any cooler, I find an awesome group of folks who think tri's are cool too - quite unlike the guys at work who think I'm freaking nuts! Here's to a great season (I'm raising a Hobgoblin to ya'll)!