I'm getting to that agitated point of things.
This week was supposed to be my first spike in training volume...but I somehow got the plague of a lifetime. The good news is that now, it's on the downslide. I feel better after 10 hours of sleep last night and a Nyquil overdose.
When I plan for something and it doesn't happen, I get this little itch inside, and it keeps getting worse until the matter is resolved. This little itch is usually a precursor to what I've now come to call Hermit Mode...
No friends. No phone calls. No personality. Just training.
Usually it's a week or two weeks, culminating in one huge workout....IE Presque Isle to Bangor ride, run to Houlton, etc.
So I'll have my first big workout next week.
I'm tossing around a few ideas in my head, but the reality is that I won't know exactly what it is until the day before. It all depends on how this next week goes.
Right now, I'm just thankful that I am relatively structurally healthy. My name was just posted on the Mexico site for the Quintuple, so now it's more real than ever. I'm going, and I cannot wait. Just have to be smart and not overdo it.
Man, November's gonna come quick. It's scary to think I only have 10 major workouts left.
Zoinks. See you next week!
krp
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ReplyDeleteyou can do it... at least according to ice cube.
ReplyDeleteand thanks for the word agitated. summed up the moment... and as in moment i think i mean this whole week.
thank goodness for a weekend. i was about to set something on fire.