As much as we hate to admit it, triathletes get sick. And getting sick often means training interruptions. This is incredibly frustrating and hard to accept. When I woke up at 5:45 this morning the first thing I noticed was a deep, sharp. The lingering congestion must have made its way down there and settled in overnight. The second thing I noticed was the equally painful cough that came with it. I was surprisingly wide awake so I sat there for a moment and pondered what to do. It's so hard to make the right decision for your overall well being, but I knew what I needed to do. There was no way I could attempt my bike workout with that level of fluid in my chest. So I stayed in bed another hour, not really sleeping but resting nonetheless, and hoped I'd feel better later.
My voice remained almost nonexistent all day and I ended up working far later than planned. I had rearranged my calendar to have tomorrow off instead of Friday due to client meetings so despite the lateness, I decided to do the ride. I figured I could sleep in tomorrow.
I felt relatively good but had a difficult time getting my up to my anaerobic range. This was a new workout and involved a lower cadence in a much harder gear so it definitely felt like work even though I'm sure I was performing at a lesser capacity. It was nice to feel my legs burn as well.
I finished the ride, had , soaked in the tub and got ready for bed. I hope the turnaround is on its way.
Distance - 13.22 miles