Bike Race Today!

Today is the Historic Roswell Criterium. We love this race. By we I mean my family. And today we are all going to be out--with a bunch of friends--cheering on my brother-in-law Wes and his team Pacesetter Steel.

And Colby, don't worry we'll cheer for you too. Wes was talking some smack last night. Something about getting schooled and riding a bus??? After the race you boys can have a showdown at Lala's.

The kids yesterday asked if I was racing. And I told them no way. Why not? They wanted know. Because I would lose and lose bad and probably get hurt.

But I am doing the Mayor's Ride this morning. I am planning on the 40 miles option but I'll just see how it goes. I am a little tired. If everyone is way faster I may step it down to the 20.

So last week was this:

Sunday: Despite running a marathon the day before and attempting a drinking marathon the night before I felt pretty good. I got in a 4 mile run in just under 31 minutes. I must qualify that with it was totally flat. After finishing the run I was noticeably congested. I thought for certain I would have chest cold the next day.

Monday: I was more tired but ran 6 on hills very slow. Ha. Probably at the pace I ran the marathon. A 9:10 pace is usually recovery pace for me. So yeah, I ran Country Music Marathon at least 20 seconds if not 40 seconds slower than I do my long runs. Mmm, don't think it is suppose to work that way. . . Got home from run and I was wheezing. Found my inhaler and was better.

Tuesday: I felt much better so I did 10 miles on rolling hills. No idea about pace but was faster than the day before and my wheezing was less. Still hit the inhaler when I got home.

Wednesday: Yeah! Bike day! Rode to meet Steph at her girls' school and we did our regular route. I started feeling short of breath about 15 miles in. I asked Steph if she could hear me wheezing. Yup. Kept on anyway but I really started dragging and had to turn back. Steph was cool about it but of course I felt guilty. Nobody is going to want to ride/run with me if I keep falling apart.

Still managed about 33 miles for the day. Albeit a very slooowwww 33 miles. Made out with my inhaler for the rest of the day. Spring? Love it. Ugh.

Thursday: Totally dead. Short of breath. And just plain tired. Cleaned the house and went on a thirty minute walk. Hit the inhaler several times.

Friday: Made myself go to the gym. Thought about swimming but with all my breathing issues lately I didn't really feel like struggling. So I ran on the treadmill. Negative split run that I started out walking. First 2 miles came in at 17:04. Last 2 miles came in at 14:08. 31 minutes 12 seconds. Walked/jogged to 1/4 mile point for cool down. I felt all kinds of terrible.

I ran into my buddy Mike and hopped on the elliptical while we caught up. I was so short of breath it was hard talking and I was barely moving on the elliptical. But I wasn't wheezing. Don't know what is up.

Saturday: Was going to try to sneak in a run before the rain but it didn't work. However rain cleared up and must have washed the pollen away. I got in a very nice 10 mile run on my rolling hill course. I did walk a bit up the second to last hill because I didn't feel like pushing. Not to mention Lola was dragging. 60 degrees feel great to me but not so cool for a Husky.

Totals:
Running: 34 miles
Cycling: 33 miles
Walking: 2 miles

Anyway, if you got nothing to do today come out the race and show the cycling community your support.