Total mileage on the run - 3.5 miles in 30 minutes (I think).
Today was a good training day.
The plans were to ride 3 hours along route 8, which is incredibly boring, but supposedly very much like the IMKY course. Then a 30 minute run after the ride. I was supposed to train with Sandi but she hurt her knee and she had to cancel at the last minute.
I had extended an invite to Amanda, even though she was supposed to meet her coach for an OWS. I had also told Ryan about it last week. They both decided to meet me for the ride at the last minute.
It was awesome!! I haven't really trained with Amanda in a long time. She is kind of in another league now, going for Kona and all.
They pushed the pace and we all took turns pulling. It felt great. I just tried to focus on keeping the pace. The only time we slowed down was to take pictures. It was a fun ride. Amanda's been sick and felt like she didn't have her fitness from 7 weeks ago. Well, I guess she found it today, that's all I can say.
I have been having lower back pain on the bike for the last few weeks as the miles build up. Dominic has fucked with my bike fit a lot, trying to make it better. Beth Mason has been nice enough to look at pictures and offer suggestions. Riding with Amanda and Ryan today, they both offered a few things:
1) Amanda said when I push a harder gear, I move from side to side, and that could be causing my pain. I was pushing a harder gear. So I focused on my cadence a lot, trying to stay in the 90's, using a higher gear. That seemed to help a little.
2) My saddle may need to be moved back. I sit on the way back of my saddle, and Amanda says I look hunched over. I have been moving the saddle forward and back, trying out different positions, and can't seem to get this right.
It's driving me fucking crazy. Dominic is pretty good at doing a bike fit, and he'd kill me if I ever took my bike to someone else for a fit. Though that might have to happen if we can't figure this out. I can't keep doing all these fucking miles with my back lower back hurting so bad.
After we got back to the garage where we parked, Amanda and I got ready for our run. I knew she would push me on the run and I was kind of dreading it, though it was only 30 minutes. Ryan had rode from his house to meet us, so he took off on his bike.
Once we were running, my legs took about a minute to adjust, and then we were off. She was pushing the pace for me - it sucks, but I usually run 10 minute miles after I ride. I know. Slow. By the way I was breathing, it felt much faster. We ran for 30 minutes, and once we were about 1/4 mile from the garage, I said "you can sprint if you want", and she did. And I tried to too. It hurt. It felt good though.
Like someone on Facebook said about my training "that shit must be like crack to her".
Kind of, sorta.