I’ve really enjoyed this past week of downtime from training. I haven’t been completely idle, but I have taken it considerably easier than normal. My past week’s training has looked like this:
- Wednesday–30-min. spin on the bike
- Thursday–1,000 yd. swim/3-mile run
- Friday–One hour spin on the bike
- Saturday–8-mile run
- Sunday–2,000 yd. swim/2-mile run with my daughter at her pace
Today, Monday, I am doing nothing at all. Tomorrow I’ll start easing back into more mileage, but for this week, it’s still all going to be at an easy pace and mileage will still be reduced. I am determined to get my sorry swimming self to the pool at least two times. I’ve missed it and would like to regain some semblance of swimming shape. Plus it’s a mere four weeks until the outdoor pools open again, which makes swimming more convenient and more enjoyable for me–I want to be able to take advantage of that.
And because my recovery policy includes indulging in things I don’t normally do, I’ve eaten my share of good food this week and imbibed in my share of good wine. It’s been nice.
But here’s where I know how much I love running and training. A week of this has been great, but I already find myself raring to get back to normal on all fronts. Normal training, normal eating/drinking, the whole deal. It all goes back to the yin/yang of life–you need these contrasts in order to appreciate the life you have carved out for yourself.
How much slacking can you take before it starts to get to you?