Sunday started out with a great 7am swim workout at Asphalt Green! The pool was set up with the Olympic distance (50 meters) - my favorite! The workout was:
Warm Up
8 x 50 with 15 second rest
Main Set
4 x 200 (100 with 12 single stroke left arm, 12 right arm, 12 together; 100 catch-up) 3 x 400 Swim
4 x 100 Swim
Cool Down
100 easy swim
2900 Total Meters
After swimming we went home and ate delicious omelets. Around noon we headed back to Asphalt Green for a spin workout. I was really excited after my awesome spin class earlier in the week. I even brought my own shoes this time :)
The workout had just started and we were beginning our first set of standing sprints (about 10 minutes into the 90 minute workout) and I hear a big BANG and my peddles stopped moving. #$@&(*$@*(!! I sat down and slowly started spinning again but right away the pedals got stuck and another bang. I check around and everyone agreed the bike was beyond a quick repair. I was sooo mad! I was really looking forward to the workout. Sam offered me his bike because he knew how much I wanted the workout but I declined and walked out of the class. I was so upset at the time that I wanted to scream. I wanted to smash it like the Hulk.
But I couldn't. So what did I do? I cried. Yep. I started crying and just could. Not. Stop. Luckily I managed to get out of the class and away from everyone else before the water works started. It was really ridiculous and embarrassing. I went down to the locker room and had myself a little pity party (similar to my pity party for one back in April, what is it with me and bikes?). I came out to go find a plain old stationary bike and I saw Sam in the lobby. It turned out that his bike broke about 5 minutes later! What are the chances of that?!?! I was too angry to do anything else so we got our stuff and headed home. It took me a good part of the afternoon and a nap to snap out my funk - the skies finally started to clear after a big bag of tortilla chips :)
I emailed the coach to give him a heads up with what happened - I didn't want him to think we walked out on the workout and I also wanted to be sure the bikes were reported so nobody else tried to use them. He wrote me back and it turns out a third bike broke in the same workout! So, 3 of 20 bikes busted in one class. They are all new bikes so I can't imagine how this happened!
Twenty-four hours later and I have no idea why I got so worked up about it. Shit happens right? I'm just looking forward to going back on Wednesday and getting that last attempt off my radar!
I hope you all have an amazing week!
The workout had just started and we were beginning our first set of standing sprints (about 10 minutes into the 90 minute workout) and I hear a big BANG and my peddles stopped moving. #$@&(*$@*(!! I sat down and slowly started spinning again but right away the pedals got stuck and another bang. I check around and everyone agreed the bike was beyond a quick repair. I was sooo mad! I was really looking forward to the workout. Sam offered me his bike because he knew how much I wanted the workout but I declined and walked out of the class. I was so upset at the time that I wanted to scream. I wanted to smash it like the Hulk.
But I couldn't. So what did I do? I cried. Yep. I started crying and just could. Not. Stop. Luckily I managed to get out of the class and away from everyone else before the water works started. It was really ridiculous and embarrassing. I went down to the locker room and had myself a little pity party (similar to my pity party for one back in April, what is it with me and bikes?). I came out to go find a plain old stationary bike and I saw Sam in the lobby. It turned out that his bike broke about 5 minutes later! What are the chances of that?!?! I was too angry to do anything else so we got our stuff and headed home. It took me a good part of the afternoon and a nap to snap out my funk - the skies finally started to clear after a big bag of tortilla chips :)
I emailed the coach to give him a heads up with what happened - I didn't want him to think we walked out on the workout and I also wanted to be sure the bikes were reported so nobody else tried to use them. He wrote me back and it turns out a third bike broke in the same workout! So, 3 of 20 bikes busted in one class. They are all new bikes so I can't imagine how this happened!
Twenty-four hours later and I have no idea why I got so worked up about it. Shit happens right? I'm just looking forward to going back on Wednesday and getting that last attempt off my radar!
I hope you all have an amazing week!
2 comments:
rocking swim!
can you do a drop in @ asphalt green? i REALLY want to try out a 50 meter pool sometime (and get my ass handed to me).
I know what you mean when things go wrong during a workout. I once had driven to a site to go biking, and I completely forgot my shoes. I thought the world was coming to an end that I was about to miss a workout!
Don't feel badly about being so emotional. Chances are, I would have reacted the same way. I'm one of those people who when I should be raging, instead I cry. go figure. So I can completely relate. A bummer though about those bikes, that is crazy!
I did my 90' spin + 10 minute run on Saturday and then a lovely (read: not so lovely, but freezing cold) 8 mile run on Sunday. Coach gave me today off; I'm so happy I could piss my pants!
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