This week has been fantastic. My total for tuesday alone was that of my last week's grand.
Monday - 17km bike
Tuesday - 14km bike, 8km run and yoga
Wednesday - 7km run
Thursday - ?
Friday - ?
Saturday - yoga + ?km run
Sunday - 38km ride
Looking quite promising
I thought it was good considering how grey the weather was mon and tues. Lane Cove national park was beautiful after rain. There was a waterfall that wasnt they before. It was amazing how the landscape changes.
I'm not quite caring about my timing now, especially since I lost my foot pod, but well, how about I just enjoy it all at my own comfortable pace.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Sunday, February 15, 2009
another swim experiment
My last swim coach said to do three strokes before breathing just so you breath on both sides. Then a friend suggested i just swim every 2, because its more natural. SO I tried it and I could do 100m non stop alnost effortlessly. I still think i dont use my aems because they're not tired. I did 30 x 25m today, which is good considering I'd almost just get out after 10.
I did yoga later in the afternoon so today is considered a good day, only there were moments when the rain stopped and I wish I was out there running or cycling.
I did yoga later in the afternoon so today is considered a good day, only there were moments when the rain stopped and I wish I was out there running or cycling.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Drab week
This week was a bit drab for me. I am thankful for the rain but I wish I can get out more. I feel lazier. Its so dark in the mornings and cold and I just want to lie in instead of making my pancake brekkie and have that good start of the day.
Well admittedly its my own fault. or a case of bad planning.
I got a new mountain bike though :-) Only I have only ridden it once, and the rest of the time, it was out on my bike rack getting really wet with rain. Oh sitting pretty at the staircase in the carpark getting examined by curious colleagues.
Compared to last week, this week's really uncool total:
1. 17 km cycle
2. 7 km run
3. 1 yoga class.
Well admittedly its my own fault. or a case of bad planning.
I got a new mountain bike though :-) Only I have only ridden it once, and the rest of the time, it was out on my bike rack getting really wet with rain. Oh sitting pretty at the staircase in the carpark getting examined by curious colleagues.
Compared to last week, this week's really uncool total:
1. 17 km cycle
2. 7 km run
3. 1 yoga class.
Friday, February 6, 2009
Low energy, again
I'm really low on energy these days. I think its because I'm not eating properly. And its like a viscous cycle, I get too tired to cook proper dinner, then i can't really sleep because I'm hungry, then I don't get enough rest. etc etc.
That's what happened yesterday. 7km at the bay Run, during which I lost my foot pod. I went home and basically, pancit.
Today we did 7km to Eastwood for lunch, then 7km back. I feel OK. It wasnt a difficult ride. It was warm but its not as harsh as what we had some weeks back.
I got to cook dinner tonight but I'm really in no mood for cooking these days.
I did quite a bit this week. Tuesday short ride and run and yoga, thursday run, friday ride. saturday ride and sunday run. I'm finding it hard to fit in yoga and swim.
I'm not losing weight. Its not that I want to I'm just wondering why I havent despite the lack of food intake. I have to admit though the sugar level has been a bit generous, especially with the indulgent can of coke.
Hot mah..
That's what happened yesterday. 7km at the bay Run, during which I lost my foot pod. I went home and basically, pancit.
Today we did 7km to Eastwood for lunch, then 7km back. I feel OK. It wasnt a difficult ride. It was warm but its not as harsh as what we had some weeks back.
I got to cook dinner tonight but I'm really in no mood for cooking these days.
I did quite a bit this week. Tuesday short ride and run and yoga, thursday run, friday ride. saturday ride and sunday run. I'm finding it hard to fit in yoga and swim.
I'm not losing weight. Its not that I want to I'm just wondering why I havent despite the lack of food intake. I have to admit though the sugar level has been a bit generous, especially with the indulgent can of coke.
Hot mah..
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Commuting by bike
Yesterday morning, I partially cycled to work. I drove to my gym, parked there and cycled the rest of the way. Its just 3 km or less, but its challenging enough because I cycle on road most of the way, including manouevering 2 lane roundabouts and crossing a major junction on a slope. The idea of cycling on road is more intimidating than the actual do. Once on the road, its not so bad after all.
Eventually I will work my way to doing the entire 8km by bike.
Then finally after 2 weeks I joined the Tuesday group run again. My energy levels were OK. It was humid. 8km. I headed for yoga after which was a good class, not too physically challenging but just right for what I had left for the day. I didnt have the energy to cook myself dinner nor to even think about to eat so I had a horrid Indo mi goreng which tasted awful to me for the first time. I finally had a good straight 8 hours sleep although I got up a achy and was felt quite tired this morning.
I decided not to overwhelm myself with exercise today. Its a 7km run tomorrow and 2 cycle sessions on friday.
Eventually I will work my way to doing the entire 8km by bike.
Then finally after 2 weeks I joined the Tuesday group run again. My energy levels were OK. It was humid. 8km. I headed for yoga after which was a good class, not too physically challenging but just right for what I had left for the day. I didnt have the energy to cook myself dinner nor to even think about to eat so I had a horrid Indo mi goreng which tasted awful to me for the first time. I finally had a good straight 8 hours sleep although I got up a achy and was felt quite tired this morning.
I decided not to overwhelm myself with exercise today. Its a 7km run tomorrow and 2 cycle sessions on friday.
Tri-a-tri - My first triathlon appetiser
Sydney International Regatta Center, Penrith
There is always that sense of disappointment that I could have done better. The immediate thought was that I will never be up to it and when asked I said I had fun but without being truthful about it.
So I got up at 415 AM (yes, AM) , had 2 pieces of Gozlem and coffee and groped around in the dark to get my bike on the rack. The drive was a breeze. Its 56 km from where I live and took about 45 minutes.
Registration was easy, I got my arm marked with number 64 (like real); I asked the marker if there is white paint for me, I mean I am honestly really dark from being outdoors almost every day then the marshalls were really helpful in giving you tips about how to remember where you put your bike.
Then off to the grand stand for the swim.
I am not comfortable in water and to me that few minutes treading water waiting for the start was already quite sapping. When we started I found face in many legs until I got trailed behind simply because I wasnt a strong swimmer. Then I veered off and almost hit the wooden platform. I could not calm myself to keep my strokes slow and even, instead I kept switching to breast stroke and probably lost momentun that way. And because I swam close to the bank, it was shallow and the sea weed was a little distracting. I also forgot what my arms were for.
So when I got out of the water, my legs were like jelly. I imagine this must be how the Little Mermaid felt walking for the first time. It was so wierd. So I hobbled to my bike, wasted time because I put on my helmet, then tried to put the running top on, bodoh, so had to redo the whole thing, cap, helmet and sunnies off again, I decided to leave the socks because you just can pull on anything when wet you know, and then off with the bike. Someone had a wobbly start and almost hit me, I almost hit the post but managed not to fall off somehow.
My legs felt fatigued. But I was mostly on the biggest gear. I managed to take my water bottle out and drink some, only I couldnt put it back. So I held on to it till I finished 5km, put the bike back on the rack then off for the run which was 1.5 km. Again that strange feeling, as if I always had wheels and never learnt to walk.
They tell you that a triathlon is a runner's sport. It doesnt matter if you're not a strong swimmer because swimming is the shortest leg and if you can run better you'll easily catch up.
So leggies, no more excuses for you. Lace up now.
An event always brings me back down to earth and tells me I am not as good as I think I am. The disappointment doesnt last. It makes way for motivation to keep fit, which to me, is the only way to enjoy the great outdoors.
There is always that sense of disappointment that I could have done better. The immediate thought was that I will never be up to it and when asked I said I had fun but without being truthful about it.
So I got up at 415 AM (yes, AM) , had 2 pieces of Gozlem and coffee and groped around in the dark to get my bike on the rack. The drive was a breeze. Its 56 km from where I live and took about 45 minutes.
Registration was easy, I got my arm marked with number 64 (like real); I asked the marker if there is white paint for me, I mean I am honestly really dark from being outdoors almost every day then the marshalls were really helpful in giving you tips about how to remember where you put your bike.
Then off to the grand stand for the swim.
I am not comfortable in water and to me that few minutes treading water waiting for the start was already quite sapping. When we started I found face in many legs until I got trailed behind simply because I wasnt a strong swimmer. Then I veered off and almost hit the wooden platform. I could not calm myself to keep my strokes slow and even, instead I kept switching to breast stroke and probably lost momentun that way. And because I swam close to the bank, it was shallow and the sea weed was a little distracting. I also forgot what my arms were for.
So when I got out of the water, my legs were like jelly. I imagine this must be how the Little Mermaid felt walking for the first time. It was so wierd. So I hobbled to my bike, wasted time because I put on my helmet, then tried to put the running top on, bodoh, so had to redo the whole thing, cap, helmet and sunnies off again, I decided to leave the socks because you just can pull on anything when wet you know, and then off with the bike. Someone had a wobbly start and almost hit me, I almost hit the post but managed not to fall off somehow.
My legs felt fatigued. But I was mostly on the biggest gear. I managed to take my water bottle out and drink some, only I couldnt put it back. So I held on to it till I finished 5km, put the bike back on the rack then off for the run which was 1.5 km. Again that strange feeling, as if I always had wheels and never learnt to walk.
They tell you that a triathlon is a runner's sport. It doesnt matter if you're not a strong swimmer because swimming is the shortest leg and if you can run better you'll easily catch up.
So leggies, no more excuses for you. Lace up now.
An event always brings me back down to earth and tells me I am not as good as I think I am. The disappointment doesnt last. It makes way for motivation to keep fit, which to me, is the only way to enjoy the great outdoors.
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