Boiled frog

Hooray, I made it through. I survived to make it to my afternoon off.

The last 12 hours or so of training were about as tough as I suspected they might be. Heading into the run last night I was already tired and was facing 70 minutes of steep hill repeats. Getting myself out the door was an uphill effort before I had even seen my first gradient.

I got going last night by telling my myself that some running was better than no running and even if the session got cut short I would still be coming out ahead. I told myself this in full knowledge that it was never going to happen, once I got going I would be in for full thing. The getting going was the tricky bit. Whatever it takes sometimes I guess.

The session wasn't amazing, but it also wasn't terrible. It was a little bit slower than last week's run, but yesterday's session did include 20% more running up stupidly steep hills. In the end speed isn't really the focus of the day. The whole thing hurt a bit, but I survived to blog about it.

When the alarm went off this morning it was very, very tempting to tell myself that of all the sessions of the week, swimming was probably one I could afford to miss. The voices in the head were certainly strong this morning. Turn off brain, follow routine, get yourself to the pool without thinking about it too much. Getting there was definitely helped by the fact that I also got a great night's sleep last night too. Helping me feel a bit more human.

The swim this morning was a bit like the run last night. An exercise in effort. It wasn't as fast as I would have liked, I wasn't making the times as easily as I think I should have been, but it was honest work. 5300m of honest work. The session was a typical Swim Smooth Red Mist slow burner session. Not too bad, not too bad, not too.... Oh wow I am fatigued. Sometimes doing these sessions I feel like a frog in boiling water. You know the idea that a frog won't jump out of water if you heat is slowly enough. It is apparently not true (makes sense really) but doesn't stop it being a great analogy. With the Red Mist sessions you often don't notice the fatigue building until you are near the end of the session and try and push only to find there is nothing there. Like the run, it was a solid session, but I survived to blog about it.

What doesn't kill you makes for good online content.

Really ready for this afternoon off. More recovery before doing it all again.