Smokey and the Bandit

I've had a series of fairly good workouts over the last few days. Today, Monday, is a rest day.

Friday: swam 3,800 yards. Right after work, when I wanted to go home badly. But I put in a double ladder set instead.

Saturday: Run 7 miles in 49 minutes. Thought I was going to collapse at the end of that one...we had a to attend a silent auction for our children's school that night. I was very silent and felt kind of pre-stroke the whole evening.

Sunday: Triple Brick. 15 mile bike followed by a 2.3 mile run. Repeat three times. This is a good Ironman training workout...your legs keep jumping back and forth from cycling to running to cycling again. That transition takes some getting used to. It poured rain pretty hard the second cycling segment. I was riding my Felt B12. Good to test out the gear and my own fortitude in a solid spring downpour. On the third brick I got the theme song to "Smokey and the Bandit" in my mind somehow.

I kept repeating the words "We've got a long way to go and a short time to get there". I was in some kind of exercised induced delirium. I think it may have been based on my only caloric intake that morning: two donuts.