Slacked off on training just a little bit this past week. Both Monday and Tuesday morning I had a hard time getting out of bed and just slept in. No running. Wednesday and Thursday, I took shorter runs than normal. And Friday, instead of doing speed training, I did a short easy run (we're talking 8:30/mile) with a group at work that goes at about the same time I do. They're nice people, but I don't think I'll be joining them again.
I weighed myself on Friday, which I usually do before my once-a-week swim (the only time I'm around a scale). I have gained four pounds in two weeks. And that included a race week. And I even went for a bike ride the same weekend as that race! After that streak of marathons, I've just been "rewarding myself" (eating crap) wayyyy too much. On a guy my size, two pounds per week is a LOT.
On the plus side, my swim was a lot easier than normal. So yay! At least I'm getting better at something.
Saturday I set out for a long run, intending to do about 20 miles and throw in a short ride on my mountain bike (Vanguard?) afterwards. I kept stopping in the shade, it was a lot hotter than normal out, and California has spoiled me to the point that I'm not used to upper 80's anymore. I wound up cutting the run short to 17 miles. But fear not! The mountain bike ride will make up for it.
Right away, I noticed my rear brake was rubbing just a little bit. Ahhhh, I'll fix it later, this is just a short easy ride. Then it got worse. And worse. And worse. By the time I was a block away from home, I was standing on the pedals and stomping like I was trying to climb a gigantic hill, and that was just to keep moving fast enough that I wouldn't fall over. What the hell? The brake pads now had a death grip on the disc. Hydraulic disc brakes aren't the kind of thing you can fix at home (or at least, I can't), so there would be no mountain bike ride today.
I took it to a Mike's Bikes later that day and they fixed it in less than five minutes for free. Damn. The store I used to work at (Performance Bikes) would've charged me $10 and kept my bike for up to a week. This isn't the first time Mike's Bikes has provided me exceptional customer service (they once let me owe them). They have permanently earned my loyalty.
Sunday I intended to go for a 61-mile ride, but again, cut it short, this time because I was approaching a bonk (maybe good news if I wanna lose those four pounds back). I wound up doing 58 miles, but the main thing was I avoided one of the bigger climbs I was going to have to do towards the end. Upon arriving home, I immediately laced up my running shoes and took off for about 10 minutes. I want my legs to get the idea that they're never getting off easy.
Now my right knee hurts. Dammit...