Headed up to Aucklnad on 4th March and then Becs, Mary, Lachie , 4 bikes and I drove down to Taupo to have a good training weekend, hang out and support friends competing in Ironman New Zealand on the Saturday. My best laid plans of lots of swimming and a big bike ride didnt come to fruition; by the time we arrived in Taupo on Friday evening I was able to get out for a run. Saturday we awoke to torrential rain- always optimistic it would clear, decided to go watch the end of the swim and cheer people on. By the time we had seen everyone we knew, I was freezing cold and soaking wet! Quick coffee and a delicious date and orange scone from Bodyfuel and back to the house to throw stuff in the dryer and change. Still no abating of the rain or any sign that it was likely to clear so we all decided to head out in the car and park up on a side road off Broadlands to watch the cyclists. Took about 5 minutes and we were drenched again, however some heat was generated in the form of ranting at that blatant drafting of the front end age group men with some pro women nicely tucked in the mix. Credit where it is due, a few in there were obviously trying to keep to the legal 7 m between bikes but others were sucking wheel. Quite disgusting especially from professional athletes who I believe shoudl be setting an example by riding clean in races, not cheating.
Ugly Weather |
Anyway, enough on the soap box :) Didn't end up doing any training for the rest of the Saturday as couldn't will myself to even go for a swim - the lake was shrouded in low cloud and after spending all day in a semi-saturated state, swimming had lost it's appeal.Thus I also passed the day battling feelings of guilt about missed sessions and despondent about the impending Ironman. Watching the poor soaked souls out there shuffling their way up and down the lakefront made me start to question why on earth I decide to take these things upon myself? Why? Why? Why can I not just be content with some social riding, running and swimming for health and fitness instead of this obsessive, life-encompassing quest to see how quickly I can cover 226 km?!!!!!!! Deep huh?!
Next day it was still wet ; albeit slightly less miserable so Becs, Lachie, Mary and I set off for Whakaipo Bay. Becs+ Lachie were going to mountain bike the W2K track in training for Xterra, I was going to do my 2 hr 15 run and then aim to get at least half an hour of lake swimming in and Mary was going to go for a shorter run and look after the car keys. I had a very pleasant run which climbed up hill for several km through forest and the track was quite wide with a soft surface and not too many tree roots to trip over! Made it in for a swim after the run, though there was quite a bit of swell and about 50m out I couldnt see the bottom of the lake at all which freaked me out a little - I guess because I was onmy own - so I swam back and forth parallel to shore which was not altogether that pleasant but I stuck it out for just under 30 minutes. Getting out and walking to shore was rather difficult however; I was feeling quite sea sick and couldn't walk in a straight line let alone stand on one leg to remove my wetsuit!! Am sure the ducks were highly amused.
We drove back to Auckland that afternoon and I got the last flight back to Christchurch, ever optimistic that Monday would be a dry day and I would get in a good long ride.
Am I brave enough to tackle the Levy??! |
No comments:
Post a Comment