Total. Physical. Breakdown.

Day 12 of training:
Group rides: 3
Solo rides: 1
Resistance training: 4
Spin classes: 2
Pool Swims: 3
Maintenance Runs: 1
Ocean Swims: 1

...and then Saturday came and with it the dreaded TPB.

We did "rolling hills" out in Poway, which turned out to mean a 15 mile out and back course with two very big hills-- one of them probably about a mile and a half climb. I did the course twice, because the guy I was riding with wanted to and, had I not, I would have had to ride again later to fill in the mileage. Then I went home, showered, puttered around the house for a few minutes while making phone calls to find someone to have brunch with me and, unsuccessful, headed out on my own to The Mission Cafe for some french toast and bacon. I really wanted pancakes, but The Mission's pancakes kind of suck.

By the time I got my food my stomach was in knots and I had to force down as much as I could, fighting nausea the whole time. I finished my cheerless mess and trudged home under a grey, equally cheerless sky, where I went promptly to bed to sleep for 3 hours, interrupted only by a phone call and visit from my girlfriend. I was quite grumpy with her.

When I finally hoisted my ass out of bed, it was after five o'clock and I had shopping, errands and clean-up to get done, not to mention dinner, before going to a holiday party. Luckily another shower and some sugar in my system got me going a bit. Later I bought a soda and the bubbles got rid of the cramped feeling in my tummy with a few good burps. Ah... sweet medicine.

We hit the party, but were home by 10:30 and in bed asleep promptly after, huddled against the coldest night San Diego has seen so far, myself cozy in the decision that I would be taking yet another day off training tomorrow.

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