Tomorrow morning the triathlon training group is doing a swim-bike-run workout in preparation for our June race: 600-yard swim (brrrr, it's going to be chilly), 8-mile bike ride, 2.5-mile run. I have been trying to get my ducks in a row here tonight, hoping I remember all the bits and bobs a person needs for a (relatively) painless multisport workout. I don't really want to go outside in the dark to pump up my tires and load my bike into the van, so that will have to wait for the morning. I'll set up the coffee and a smoothie for the morning as well.
I also need to figure out the water bottle situation. There used to be a water bottle that lived in a holder on my bike frame. But after some number of summers in the garage, its plastic deformed. The stem at the top stiffened, and the wide-mouth latch loosened. This meant that the first time I tried to use it while riding last year, the stiff valve stayed shut and the loose valve opened wide. Are you with me? The result: water poured all over my face and torso as I swerved wildly across the trail. That's a move I hope to avoid tomorrow.
Last night we did a brick workout: not-quite-5-mile ride (almost 10 for me, since I biked to and from our meet-up spot), 1.5-mile run. I was pushing myself hard during the whole thing, feeling a little frustrated about the effort I was putting forth. Afterward I looked at my paces and thought, "...Oh. No wonder that felt hard in a headwind." We'll see how it goes in the morning. I expect to be one of the last women out of the pool, but I think I'm all right with that.
Oh, I almost forgot: have to charge my watch. I hate it when my watch dies in the middle of a workout. It's like a 21st-century version of the "tree falls in a forest with no one to hear it" question: if a woman completes a mini-triathlon but her Garmin does not record it for her to pore over later, did it really happen?
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