Recovery Day

Ryan | Monday, February 1st, 2010 Leave a Comment

Perhaps this is an addendum to yesterday’s blog, but today I can’t help but think about my ability to recover from this weekend’s training sessions.

Just a few months ago, the notion of running 15 miles one day, cycling 50 the next and then “recovering” with a five-mile run and one hour of weights training the day after that would make me crawl into a fetal position.
Today, I rather enjoyed it!
What the hell is wrong with me?
The run portion of the workout, which I completed on the treadmill, was pretty tough at first. In fact, it took me about 30 minutes to loosen my legs before I began my 20 minutes of tempo running. Somewhat surprisingly though, I didn’t feel the effects from this weekend’s training as much during the weightlifting. Certain leg exercises were more difficult than others, but overall, I wasn’t overly sore. It may have helped that I lifted immediately after the run, since this afternoon and evening have been filled with meetings, a dentist appointment (filling, ugh!) and a dinner that I’ll be en route to shortly.
I’m already looking forward to tomorrow’s workouts. I never thought I’d say it, but I’m excited to get back in the pool. It’s been four days since I swam, but it feels like longer. I used to hate swimming… now I look forward to it. Weird!
It just goes to show that with enough practice and repetition, your mind and mindset can adapt. Routine, as dull as it may sound, can become sublime. Even invigorating.
Therapeutic? Perhaps.
When I set after my quest for Ironman, I thought triathlon would dramatically expand my physical capabilities. I never expected that the sport would take my psyche along for the ride and give it a tune-up along the way.
295 days and counting.

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