I’ve been in Boulder for about 4 weeks now and today was the first day that I got up early enough in the morning, on a work day, to get in a swim before I headed to work.
Huzzah!
It really is the small victories in life that matter. I could look at this as an “it’s about time” type of situation because I’ve been trying for a while, but I know I’m not a morning person, I knew that making that adjustment to being out the door at 6 am or earlier would be a very difficult one for me to make. It’s one thing when it’s a special event like a race or something like that. There’s a subconscious sense of urgency that we, or at least I, seem to keep through my sleep so that once I wake up, I’m really awake, and often before my alarm goes off, even if it’s hours before I usually wake up.
It’s another thing entirely when trying to make such early morning a part of your daily routine. Especially when you’re used to being up until 1 or 2 am and sleeping until 10 (on those days when I was able to get sufficient sleep, which was very few the last month or so of school).
I admit too, that I was slightly intimidated by the morning swims. In part I expected them to be very crowded, but also to find a lot of really, really good swimmers there. I'm not in Kansas (Ohio) anymore Toto, there are some SCARY good swimmers out there. That can be very intimidating at times, especially if you end up having to share a lane with one. To go and just watch someone who swims like Mark does for instance, doing 1:05’s per 100 meters would be really cool and I’ve definitely hung around after workouts and watched some of the better swimmers, especially when the swim team was practicing at UC (I swear it wasn’t for the girls in bathing suits… ok, maybe it was a tiny bit). But getting in the pool with them is a little different and sharing a lane would be very different. it's also a little different competing at a Stroke N Stride or a race than having it there every day while you train.
I suppose that sounds like an insecurity, and I think in some ways it is. More than that though, I feel liek I should be a better swimmer than I am. I grew up in the water, I'm very comfortable and at home in the water and it's a little frustrating sometimes that I essentially had to start from scratch last fall.
But, to my relief, I had no trouble finding an open lane and had a largely positive 3100 yard workout. I started out a little strong I think and the last 500 wasn’t pretty as far as time, but I didn’t feel bad or anything. I was slightly sore, but not tired. Although I wouldn’t say no to a nap right now…
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
Weekend Recap
Lessons on Suntan Lotion
Lesson 1: There will always be a spot you can’t reach and end up missing. Sometimes this spot will be very small (see my thin red line post). Other times you won’t be so lucky. Like my left shoulderblade on Saturday… holy… cow…
Lesson 2: A 2XU one piece tri suit will not necessarily stop the sun from getting through the outfit and giving you a burn and leaving a silly looking pattern on your back. Just like the one on my right side during my ride on Saturday.
I volunteered with the BTC at the Bike Aid Station for the Boulder Peak this Sunday, which was a lot of fun, although I’m thinking of complaining to organizer Barry Siff about some smart aleck pro who squirted me with a water bottle and rode off laughing like Bugs Bunny (what a stinker!)… ;-)
After the race I got in my swim for the day, which was pretty close to a disaster. I felt tired in the pool and sure enough I was 5-10 seconds off my normal pace per 50 yards. Yikes! Why was I dragging butt? My first thought was being over trained, though the prior Sunday I had a great swim the day after a 60 mile ride, whereas this time it was after a 48-50 mile ride. I excluded that for the moment. I had been cycling quite a bit that morning as well, out to the Aid station and back was close to 28 miles, but I hadn’t felt weary in my legs and took it pretty easy on both trips and was certainly well hydrated. I think the big thing was that two of the last three nights I hadn’t gotten sufficient sleep. Thursday night I had gone to a midnight showing of the Dark Knight at IMAX and Saturday night I had tossed and turned for most of the night for some reason, then had to wake up early to get out to the aid station by 7.
So, for the time being, I’m putting the poor performance down to that, but I was mid-workout, what should I do? I didn’t think trying to force the workout was a good idea, but I didn’t want to just give up on it either. Finally, I decided to just accept that my pace was going to be awful and just try to keep my form as clean as possible and finish up the workout. There are going to be race days when I feel sluggish in the water, this was an opportunity to prepare for that eventuality. So, I stopped my watch (just knowing it was running would cause me to push, at least subconsciously) and finished up the workout. I can’t say I felt great when it was over, but I didn’t feel awful either.
I’ll certainly bear the sluggish workout in mind for the next few days and if it happens again, talk to mark and see what he recommends (which would probably be trimming back a little).
The weekend wrapped up with a BTC Barbecue featuring Bison burgers, bocce ball and booze.
Lesson 1: There will always be a spot you can’t reach and end up missing. Sometimes this spot will be very small (see my thin red line post). Other times you won’t be so lucky. Like my left shoulderblade on Saturday… holy… cow…
Lesson 2: A 2XU one piece tri suit will not necessarily stop the sun from getting through the outfit and giving you a burn and leaving a silly looking pattern on your back. Just like the one on my right side during my ride on Saturday.
I volunteered with the BTC at the Bike Aid Station for the Boulder Peak this Sunday, which was a lot of fun, although I’m thinking of complaining to organizer Barry Siff about some smart aleck pro who squirted me with a water bottle and rode off laughing like Bugs Bunny (what a stinker!)… ;-)
After the race I got in my swim for the day, which was pretty close to a disaster. I felt tired in the pool and sure enough I was 5-10 seconds off my normal pace per 50 yards. Yikes! Why was I dragging butt? My first thought was being over trained, though the prior Sunday I had a great swim the day after a 60 mile ride, whereas this time it was after a 48-50 mile ride. I excluded that for the moment. I had been cycling quite a bit that morning as well, out to the Aid station and back was close to 28 miles, but I hadn’t felt weary in my legs and took it pretty easy on both trips and was certainly well hydrated. I think the big thing was that two of the last three nights I hadn’t gotten sufficient sleep. Thursday night I had gone to a midnight showing of the Dark Knight at IMAX and Saturday night I had tossed and turned for most of the night for some reason, then had to wake up early to get out to the aid station by 7.
So, for the time being, I’m putting the poor performance down to that, but I was mid-workout, what should I do? I didn’t think trying to force the workout was a good idea, but I didn’t want to just give up on it either. Finally, I decided to just accept that my pace was going to be awful and just try to keep my form as clean as possible and finish up the workout. There are going to be race days when I feel sluggish in the water, this was an opportunity to prepare for that eventuality. So, I stopped my watch (just knowing it was running would cause me to push, at least subconsciously) and finished up the workout. I can’t say I felt great when it was over, but I didn’t feel awful either.
I’ll certainly bear the sluggish workout in mind for the next few days and if it happens again, talk to mark and see what he recommends (which would probably be trimming back a little).
The weekend wrapped up with a BTC Barbecue featuring Bison burgers, bocce ball and booze.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Monday
Last Tuesday was a bear of a day. Long day at work…. BAD day at work… and I ended up not working out that day because of it, and that cost me. Not just because of training, but mentally and emotionally.
Going into this Monday I knew I had another deadline for that same project so I went in a little early, 7:45 instead of 8 or 8:30. I ended up not leaving the office until 8:25pm. Very, very, very long day.
Last Tuesday, I was so drained that when I got home, I basically ate dinner and vegged/recovered. It felt too late in the day to work out.
This monday night I got home, set up my bike trainer (finally!), grabbed a bagel, banana and some water and hopped on the bike to get in my 90 minute bike ride. Lesson Learned and Lesson APPLIED!
What made it even more interesting was when my roommate came home a little while after me (having worked a torturous 5 hour day) and made brownies. Fortunately she’s the kind, considerate and compassionate sort and brought a couple in to me along with a glass of milk. What a saint! Health food it wasn’t, but damn it was good for my soul!
Going into this Monday I knew I had another deadline for that same project so I went in a little early, 7:45 instead of 8 or 8:30. I ended up not leaving the office until 8:25pm. Very, very, very long day.
Last Tuesday, I was so drained that when I got home, I basically ate dinner and vegged/recovered. It felt too late in the day to work out.
This monday night I got home, set up my bike trainer (finally!), grabbed a bagel, banana and some water and hopped on the bike to get in my 90 minute bike ride. Lesson Learned and Lesson APPLIED!
What made it even more interesting was when my roommate came home a little while after me (having worked a torturous 5 hour day) and made brownies. Fortunately she’s the kind, considerate and compassionate sort and brought a couple in to me along with a glass of milk. What a saint! Health food it wasn’t, but damn it was good for my soul!
Monday, July 14, 2008
The Thin Red Line... and some workouts
No, I’m not thinking about the movie, I’ve never actually seen it. What I’m referring to is the 12-14 inch long, half inch wide sunburn I got on my lower back on Saturday. Apparently my bike jersey inched up on me during my ride, exposing a small gap between the jersey and my shorts. It’s not large enough to really hurt a lot, but when I brush something up against it, I sure feel it.
Plus, it looks really, really ridiculous. I’m tempted to take a picture and post it if not for being so close to certain posterior anatomies. There’s a valuable lesson learned.
I had a tough run yesterday. My legs felt really heavy at the start, I think this was due to two factors. The first was a really big breakfast that I didn’t give quite enough time to settle, though I think that was less of a factor on my legs than on the occasional stomach upset I felt through my run. The bigger factor, I believe, was the longer than intended bike ride from the day before. Plus there was the hills, I started out with a ‘run’ in Settlers’ Park. Really it was more like trying to run up the hills and all too frequently it became a hike. After fleeing the park, I headed up Boulder Canyon, which felt like a Breeze after Settlers’ Park.
The swim on the other hand went great. How great? Well, my 2000 yard TT was 38:31. That same pace, projected over 2500 yards, like my swim yesterday, makes for a 48:08 swim. I did it in 48:16. I wasn’t trying to set a new personal best by any means, but I did go into the swim with a little bit of an edge to my attitude, I wanted to push it a little more than I had been, I was concerned that maybe I had gotten lazy, that maybe I had let the altitude become something of a crutch to excuse less intense workouts. I certainly don’t think that is true on the run or the bike, but I hadn’t been feeling the altitude much, if at all, on my swim and I decided I needed to challenge myself a little.
Also, my first 2000 yards was done in 38:26. That’s 5 seconds better than my TT, on top of which I did another 500 yards and didn’t push myself to exhaustion like I did in the TT. ROCK!
Now, if only I could put up similar results in the other two disciplines…
Plus, it looks really, really ridiculous. I’m tempted to take a picture and post it if not for being so close to certain posterior anatomies. There’s a valuable lesson learned.
I had a tough run yesterday. My legs felt really heavy at the start, I think this was due to two factors. The first was a really big breakfast that I didn’t give quite enough time to settle, though I think that was less of a factor on my legs than on the occasional stomach upset I felt through my run. The bigger factor, I believe, was the longer than intended bike ride from the day before. Plus there was the hills, I started out with a ‘run’ in Settlers’ Park. Really it was more like trying to run up the hills and all too frequently it became a hike. After fleeing the park, I headed up Boulder Canyon, which felt like a Breeze after Settlers’ Park.
The swim on the other hand went great. How great? Well, my 2000 yard TT was 38:31. That same pace, projected over 2500 yards, like my swim yesterday, makes for a 48:08 swim. I did it in 48:16. I wasn’t trying to set a new personal best by any means, but I did go into the swim with a little bit of an edge to my attitude, I wanted to push it a little more than I had been, I was concerned that maybe I had gotten lazy, that maybe I had let the altitude become something of a crutch to excuse less intense workouts. I certainly don’t think that is true on the run or the bike, but I hadn’t been feeling the altitude much, if at all, on my swim and I decided I needed to challenge myself a little.
Also, my first 2000 yards was done in 38:26. That’s 5 seconds better than my TT, on top of which I did another 500 yards and didn’t push myself to exhaustion like I did in the TT. ROCK!
Now, if only I could put up similar results in the other two disciplines…
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Sun Dried Sundry
Scheduling Adjustments
I had been planning on going to IMLP this year to watch, to cheer, to potentially volunteer (though I didn't get accepted) and to sign up for next year.
Unfortunately, that's no longer in the cards, the fiscal realities of the conclusion of grad school plus getting paid on a monthly basis at my new job (which means I have almost three more weeks until my first paycheck) means no go on the trip as well as trying to register for IMLP 09. It's a bummer for certain but perhaps I'll be able to get down to IMAZ in November, it's closer (definitely bus-ridable at 13 hours away), would give me time to save up some money and I would have more training time (by about four months) until My First Ironman.
I still haven't excluded doing a non-M-dot race, the Great Floridian is still an option and I want to see how people review the upcoming Iron distance race in Plymouth, that would be really cool, doing my first IM in my hometown with loads of family and friends watching... but at the same time, to cross the finish line at IM Arizona or IM Florida or someplace like that and hear "Brendan Dillon... you are an Ironman!" would be Really. Freakin. Cool.
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I got kind of lost on my bike ride today.
I went out on the group ride and ended up following the wrong group from the BTC and getting dropped by that group. one guy held p and rode with me but I didn't think to ask where he was going. Instead of going on a 40 mile ride I get to Carter Lake, a 30 mile ride north of Boulder and realize I'm stuck for it. I told the guy I was riding with that I didn't intend to go out that far and turned back. I had very little idea where I was, but fortunately, a very good innate sense of direction.
But that doesn't really matter, that's just kind of "Here's the circumstances of what happened". What does matter is two things. One, I had great ride in spite of going WAY farther than I intended to. The second was just being out in Boulder and the surrounding area, riding through rolling hills and farms, the welcome view of the foothills and the flatirons as I was cruising back to town...
God I love it here...
I had been planning on going to IMLP this year to watch, to cheer, to potentially volunteer (though I didn't get accepted) and to sign up for next year.
Unfortunately, that's no longer in the cards, the fiscal realities of the conclusion of grad school plus getting paid on a monthly basis at my new job (which means I have almost three more weeks until my first paycheck) means no go on the trip as well as trying to register for IMLP 09. It's a bummer for certain but perhaps I'll be able to get down to IMAZ in November, it's closer (definitely bus-ridable at 13 hours away), would give me time to save up some money and I would have more training time (by about four months) until My First Ironman.
I still haven't excluded doing a non-M-dot race, the Great Floridian is still an option and I want to see how people review the upcoming Iron distance race in Plymouth, that would be really cool, doing my first IM in my hometown with loads of family and friends watching... but at the same time, to cross the finish line at IM Arizona or IM Florida or someplace like that and hear "Brendan Dillon... you are an Ironman!" would be Really. Freakin. Cool.
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I got kind of lost on my bike ride today.
I went out on the group ride and ended up following the wrong group from the BTC and getting dropped by that group. one guy held p and rode with me but I didn't think to ask where he was going. Instead of going on a 40 mile ride I get to Carter Lake, a 30 mile ride north of Boulder and realize I'm stuck for it. I told the guy I was riding with that I didn't intend to go out that far and turned back. I had very little idea where I was, but fortunately, a very good innate sense of direction.
But that doesn't really matter, that's just kind of "Here's the circumstances of what happened". What does matter is two things. One, I had great ride in spite of going WAY farther than I intended to. The second was just being out in Boulder and the surrounding area, riding through rolling hills and farms, the welcome view of the foothills and the flatirons as I was cruising back to town...
God I love it here...
Wednesday, July 09, 2008
Workout Magic
I've just had two pretty terrible days at work. I'll spare you all the details, but let's just say that Murphy's Law was in full force and kicking my butt.
yesterday was so long and tiresome that by the time I got out of work, it was so lat and I was so tired I didn't have the will to workout at all, in spite of TWO spectacular workouts the day before.
Today I managed to get out for a run at lunch, albeit with my cellphone. A first for me.
what a difference it made!
I've said on more occasions than I can count that there is no problem that cannot be made manageable with a run... How true it is! And how quickly I forget it!
Not only was it great as a stress reliever, but I held a pace that is encouraging to me for getting over the altitude adjustment (9:10 pace) which gave me something positive to build the rest of my day upon.
I LOVE RUNNING!!!!!
yesterday was so long and tiresome that by the time I got out of work, it was so lat and I was so tired I didn't have the will to workout at all, in spite of TWO spectacular workouts the day before.
Today I managed to get out for a run at lunch, albeit with my cellphone. A first for me.
what a difference it made!
I've said on more occasions than I can count that there is no problem that cannot be made manageable with a run... How true it is! And how quickly I forget it!
Not only was it great as a stress reliever, but I held a pace that is encouraging to me for getting over the altitude adjustment (9:10 pace) which gave me something positive to build the rest of my day upon.
I LOVE RUNNING!!!!!
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Back in Bouldah!
I arrived back in Bouldah Tuesday evening and I've been pretty busy since then.
Tuesday i was up early unpacking and rearranging the dozen or so boxes in my room (along with massive bags of luggage/clothing). This was mostly an effort to get enough space free in my room to put my bike back together, which I did. There were a few adjustments still to be made but the bike and a lot of unpacking were done by noon.
Lunch and a stroll around Bouldah brought me home in time for a 1:30 run. Not my smartest choice as far as time, however I kept a short course that looped back to my house every 10 minutes or so. This allowed me to cut the run short if the altitude and heat got to me and allowed me to hydrate frequently (there was a water fountain at the far point of my loop so I could hydrate every 5 minutes if necessary). I ended up getting in a 40+ minute run and didn't have any of the lower back acheyness I had on Monday.
Today I headed out to the DMV to get my new license. The DMV was as much fun as I remember it being... which is to say NONE! I also headed over to the NoBo Rec Center and got an annual pass. Then i headed home for some food and to prep for the Stroke N Stride. This was also when the bubble was about to burst.
Thinking the SnS was at 7, I took out my bike out to do some last minute adjustments since I was going to ride it to the SnS and as I was doing them, I popped over to the SnS website to check the temp at the Res.
There at the top of the page was the start time... 6pm. NUTS! It was 5:30... no was I was going to get there in half an our, I didn't even have air in my tires yet!
Scratch the SnS, there was no time to get there.
So I decided to finish up the bike and take it for a ride. I did some extra tweaking and adjusting, then brought it outside to fill up the tires. I pump up the rear tires, take off the pump and the valve seal to the tires breaks! Tube = Dead 45 minutes of searching told me I had somehow left my spare back in Cincinnati. Nuts.
Oh, and by then, UBikes was closed so no new tube tonight. Double Nuts.
My productive roll had hit a serious wall.
The big bummer of it is that I've been looking forward to that Stroke N Stride for about 2 months.... There's always next week, but still...
Tuesday i was up early unpacking and rearranging the dozen or so boxes in my room (along with massive bags of luggage/clothing). This was mostly an effort to get enough space free in my room to put my bike back together, which I did. There were a few adjustments still to be made but the bike and a lot of unpacking were done by noon.
Lunch and a stroll around Bouldah brought me home in time for a 1:30 run. Not my smartest choice as far as time, however I kept a short course that looped back to my house every 10 minutes or so. This allowed me to cut the run short if the altitude and heat got to me and allowed me to hydrate frequently (there was a water fountain at the far point of my loop so I could hydrate every 5 minutes if necessary). I ended up getting in a 40+ minute run and didn't have any of the lower back acheyness I had on Monday.
Today I headed out to the DMV to get my new license. The DMV was as much fun as I remember it being... which is to say NONE! I also headed over to the NoBo Rec Center and got an annual pass. Then i headed home for some food and to prep for the Stroke N Stride. This was also when the bubble was about to burst.
Thinking the SnS was at 7, I took out my bike out to do some last minute adjustments since I was going to ride it to the SnS and as I was doing them, I popped over to the SnS website to check the temp at the Res.
There at the top of the page was the start time... 6pm. NUTS! It was 5:30... no was I was going to get there in half an our, I didn't even have air in my tires yet!
Scratch the SnS, there was no time to get there.
So I decided to finish up the bike and take it for a ride. I did some extra tweaking and adjusting, then brought it outside to fill up the tires. I pump up the rear tires, take off the pump and the valve seal to the tires breaks! Tube = Dead 45 minutes of searching told me I had somehow left my spare back in Cincinnati. Nuts.
Oh, and by then, UBikes was closed so no new tube tonight. Double Nuts.
My productive roll had hit a serious wall.
The big bummer of it is that I've been looking forward to that Stroke N Stride for about 2 months.... There's always next week, but still...
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Long swim
If there's one thing that has suffered more than anything over the last month, between my thesis, graduation and moving, it's been my swim.
So when I found myself with the opportunity to actually get to a pool yesterday (I'm in the Boston area this week and getting to a pool is tricky) and saw that I had 3500 yards on the schedule... I was a little uncertain that I'd be able to do the whole workout.
So I set some priorities for the swim.
#1 Keep my form clean. If my form started to fall apart, there wouldn't be a whole lot of good coming out of struggling through the rest of the swim.
#2 Finish the distance. 3500 yards is probably the longest swim I've done in a workout, just under 2 miles.
#3 Escalate my times. The workout calls for 3x1000, with each 1000 being faster than the one preceding.
So how did I do?
Well not to hop around but I did the whole distance (huzzah!) and I kept my form pretty clean. I felt it start to slip a little going into the last 1000, but I was able to keep it going ok. I haven't looked at the data yet but I'm pretty sure I beat my first 1000 with my second one, but my third was almost certainly my slowest.
I'm really looking forward to getting back to Boulder next week and being able to establish a routine again. Especially one that involves a 40 hour work week instead of 18+ hours a day in studio!
So when I found myself with the opportunity to actually get to a pool yesterday (I'm in the Boston area this week and getting to a pool is tricky) and saw that I had 3500 yards on the schedule... I was a little uncertain that I'd be able to do the whole workout.
So I set some priorities for the swim.
#1 Keep my form clean. If my form started to fall apart, there wouldn't be a whole lot of good coming out of struggling through the rest of the swim.
#2 Finish the distance. 3500 yards is probably the longest swim I've done in a workout, just under 2 miles.
#3 Escalate my times. The workout calls for 3x1000, with each 1000 being faster than the one preceding.
So how did I do?
Well not to hop around but I did the whole distance (huzzah!) and I kept my form pretty clean. I felt it start to slip a little going into the last 1000, but I was able to keep it going ok. I haven't looked at the data yet but I'm pretty sure I beat my first 1000 with my second one, but my third was almost certainly my slowest.
I'm really looking forward to getting back to Boulder next week and being able to establish a routine again. Especially one that involves a 40 hour work week instead of 18+ hours a day in studio!
Sunday, June 08, 2008
Eagleman 70.3
THis is MVA's first race as a pro and he's off to a blistering start. He's got the best pro men's time on the swim (no shock there!) with a 23:26 and has the third best bike time with a 2:09:10 which puts him in first place coming off the bike by roughly 2 minutes.
Mark has been concerned about his run, we'll see how he does here...
Mark has been concerned about his run, we'll see how he does here...
Saturday, June 07, 2008
Whoa... A New Post?!?
Momentum.
There are few things that I have found to be more important in my own training than momentum. When you have momentum, even if the workouts aren't going great, it's easy to keep it going and the workouts will come around.
When you don't have it or when it gets lost... it's hard to build up again.
This week has been all about trying to rebuild momentum again. I've been feeling fat and slow and lazy. The momentum I had for so long was lost in the insanity that was graduate school and my thesis. I was getting 4-5 hours of sleep a night for about 3 weeks and there were a couple 3-4 day stretches when I didn't go home, just slept on a couch in studio for a couple hours before waking up and going back to work. my workouts fell off a lot. Most of my runs were for stress reduction reasons and I got only one swim and one bike ride each week in each of those three weeks.
This week, I was finally, FINALLY able to start working out and having *gasp* free time again. I practically had to mentally berate myself early this week to get myself to do my workouts. But I did them, albeit not well. My swim especially has been terrible. My right arm has been getting tired earlier in the workout than I had been and my hand has been cramping slightly and 'complaining' about being held stiff through the workout.
Yesterday was the first day it felt really right to be working out. Not just feeling good to be physically active, but I didn't have to really push myself to do the workout.
I've got my momentum back!
There are few things that I have found to be more important in my own training than momentum. When you have momentum, even if the workouts aren't going great, it's easy to keep it going and the workouts will come around.
When you don't have it or when it gets lost... it's hard to build up again.
This week has been all about trying to rebuild momentum again. I've been feeling fat and slow and lazy. The momentum I had for so long was lost in the insanity that was graduate school and my thesis. I was getting 4-5 hours of sleep a night for about 3 weeks and there were a couple 3-4 day stretches when I didn't go home, just slept on a couch in studio for a couple hours before waking up and going back to work. my workouts fell off a lot. Most of my runs were for stress reduction reasons and I got only one swim and one bike ride each week in each of those three weeks.
This week, I was finally, FINALLY able to start working out and having *gasp* free time again. I practically had to mentally berate myself early this week to get myself to do my workouts. But I did them, albeit not well. My swim especially has been terrible. My right arm has been getting tired earlier in the workout than I had been and my hand has been cramping slightly and 'complaining' about being held stiff through the workout.
Yesterday was the first day it felt really right to be working out. Not just feeling good to be physically active, but I didn't have to really push myself to do the workout.
I've got my momentum back!
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