That's me, all over, today. Despite the beautiful weather I couldn't make myself get on the bike. My legs are too freakin' sore from those hills in Baltimore. I made myself run up and down all of them (though I did do some walking on the flats once I started getting tired) and they're paying the price today. Ouch! I've been training on the flatlands and my legs are reminding me of that! Plus the father-in-law is visiting, so we spent time with him instead.
Besides, isn't it time I stopped waking up 3 or 4 times in the night to cough my brains out? That's getting really old. I'm ready to start my 3-week holiday in preparation for Ironman Florida.
It was a good reminder how far 26.2 miles really is. WAY. TOO. FAR. Especially after swimming 2.4 and cycling 112! But I also feel confident that I can finish it once I start, if I have enough time before the cutoffs. And that 12:50 min/mile that I averaged yesterday, if I could maintain that on the flat course in Florida, would still give me a 5:36 marathon. That would work for me - that would be a marathon PR! But I have a sneaking suspicion by that time at night I won't be wanting to push myself quite that fast.
But for today, I'm indulging in a little rest and recovery. And trying not to think too hard about attempting 140.6 miles all in one day.