The week after a race is always so glorious. Reverse taper. So nice.
Monday was a scheduled rest day. Nailed it.
Tuesday I was supposed to bike for 45 minutes. I did not do this. I got stuck at work late and just didn’t have the energy when I got home. Well, I raced this weekend, so I guess this is okay.
Wednesday… Wednesday I was on a work errand and got knocked over in a crosswalk by a cyclist. This is what gives cyclists a bad name. I was fine, just some skinned knees, but I caught myself with one hand and tweaked my arm and shoulder. I could tell it was just a super minor sprain/strain, but it still sucked. So instead of pounding my way through my scheduled run, I did Tuesday’s 45 minute bike.
Thursday, the soreness from the fall set in. So I did not swim.
Friday I went and got a massage and my therapist said my entire left side was all messed up, but by the time she was done, my shoulder was totally better. Back to training!
Saturday I had an easy 6 mile run. Managed to avoid most of the raindrops, but it was a slow run for me in the heat, around 1:28. I just couldn’t find my pace. I think that’s just going to be how summer running goes for me.
Sunday, the group bike ride got cancelled for wet roads, so I spent 90 quality minutes on my trainer. So much sweat everywhere. Thank goodness for the mat underneath the bike.