Heart Don't fail me now

ronanmac wrote: »

Sounds like a rough old day! How's the new bike going for you?

Hard to know - although it doesnt seem to be too hard getting over 30kph in anything other than a headwind. Certainly seems to be easier on the legs as regards brick running anyways!

Met one of your club mates up in Louisburgh, IM Bolton no less he must be a glutton for punishment

With the training a bit more hot and heavy I will update a bit more regularly or I will lose track. Another triple threat day

Thursday AM: A tiny split on the side panel on my Speedo's earlier in the week was ignored and it had become a decent sized split this morning. New togs needed but chanced it anyways for this morning, with a towel conveniently placed on the walk in. 1800ms with a good bit of kickboard mixed into it, will wear running togs tomorrow and grab a pair in Elverys over the weekend.

Thursday Lunch: A recovery run round the local loop, the running is very poor lately, trying to keep the heart rate in the mid 130's and I was running near 6 minute pace near the end. I used to be close to 5 minute kms for this heart rate 8k Pace = 5.31 AHR = 134. Hoping for a faster run tomorrow

Thursday Evening: Kind of a nothing cycle, went out and cycled for just over an hour. Pushed small bits of it and lazed about for other bits of it. Coming home I was sorry I didnt go out to the local hill and did some repeats which would have been more beneficial than what I did. 30k AHR = 119 Pace = 29.4 kph. Soccer is better tonight at least

Sunday AM: A bit better - wasnt looking forward to the run but it was a nice morning so off I went. I am contemplating wearing my Zoot race runners this year rather than a training pair with lock laces so off I went with them on.

Deliberately said I would keep it steady this time and was out on 5.20 pace, again the heart rate didn't stay long in the 120's and very quickly went up into the 140's which is pants for that pace but I was heartened to see that when I glanced down again after 13k I was still in low 140's.

Picked it up slightly to push the heart rate into the mid 150's for the last few kilometres and came in at 5.17 pace overall with an average HR of 144 for 20.5k, while its still a little higher than some previous long runs for that pace its not as bad as some of the runs recently

Nah I can't afford to miss another long bike and run so I will give it a miss, I might go down and watch though to ease my mothers disappointment at me not doing it (she loves the swim start).

Your old nemesis Cian is doing it alright although you would want to be in some shape to be taking him on this year, if Geraghty doesn't race he might win it!

On paper this would be the most hours ever on a week but it ended up being my worst in years

Monday AM: An easy swim in the morning, just getting the stroke right for the rest of the week.

Nothing done for the rest of the day, with Mrs C and the young lad back tomorrow my hard man single image was quickly jettisoned for cleaning and scrubbing and a nightmare overgrown lawn.

Tuesday: Up to Knock in the morning where I got a phone call from Mrs C an hour from her arrival time telling me the little man had some type of seizure, was unconscious for a few hours and in intensive care over in Portugal waiting for some scans to come back. As a fairly rookie father this had me in pieces for the day.

Wednesday: With test results trickling in over the Tuesday evening and the little fella was back to his usual self I chanced a run at lunch. After just over two k and struggling to breathe at over 6 minute kilometer pace, I decided to stop. I have always loved rivers and streams so I just sat down beside it for 15-20 minutes and tried to take things in. At this stage, things were looking good as he passed all tests and was looking like he was going to be let out the following day. So threw a few stones in and walked back to the house. The scary thing is the local GP said we were lucky it happened over there as we would have been waiting weeks for a CT and EEG scan over here. Its looking like it was a febrile convulsion which while it looks terrible hopefully wont happen again and if it does we will be more able for it the next time. Its a good deal better than their initial worry of epilepsy

Thursday: Got the good news that he was going to be let out and in time to get them on a Ryanair flight so off I went to Dublin for the day to pick them up

Friday: That little fella wasnt going to be let out of my sight so nothing again today

Saturday: The missus has a job interview next Wednesday and she has always been a grafter so I am more or less in complete charge of the little man until then while she gets ready for it. Snatched two hours at different stages between naps on the turbo. Went to a birthday party and stuffed my face on rock and road cake (very nice Gibbo)

Sunday: Cleverly finagled a trip into the mother with the young lad in tow and timed it for the Galway Cope triathlon. Of course they got a decent day weather wise the one time I skip it. I thought I would get an 18k run in that afternoon but with him waking early I got called back so only 13. However a decent run for the first time in a long time, set out at 5.20 pace as I wasn't expecting much but was into 4.50ks for the last 5k while holding in the HR 150's. 13k at 5.06 AHR = 144

Perhaps the loss of a few days didn't hurt me too much as I was close to the limit the last few weeks and was getting diminishing returns so another heavy week might have shook me altogether. Will struggle to get anything in until thursday at this stage, perhaps a few swims hopefully and a decent run and bike at the weekend is about all I can hope for

Another poor weeks training, I couldn't really do much about it. I did get a dose of reality with trying to look after the young lad and keep the other eye on work at the same time. It didn't happen - work suffered. Pudsey was brought to the specialist on wednesday who was happy enough with him and reckoned he didn't need to see her again unless he gets another convulsion so good news there

Monday Lunch: Snuck in for a quick 30 minute swim after bringing the young lad to the local doctors for a check up.

Tuesday Evening: A run around the local loop, heart rate lovely and low but legs were struggling. Put in a couple of k at the end at just under 5 minute pace which felt a bit better. 8k @ 5.16 pace AHR - 139.

Thursday Morning: Just a fairly easy 1 hour on the bike before heading to Dublin

Thursday Evening: Up in Dublin but did my usual trick off telling the missusI was just hitting the M50 when I was actually going through Athlone. Just as I arrived at Loughrea lake I get the usual client who is as lazy as sin and has a website launch that evening looking for last minute alterations. So had to cut the swim to 750m. Met two lads who I was going to swim with until they told me they would be doing about 5k. Small world we got in a discussion about one of my nemesis's (The Rabbit) swimming prowess and I disagreed with him on her time in Louisburgh and comented that the swim was long and they had gone cheap on the timing and had transition included in the swim time. Whereas then I was told he was the organiser of that race (luckily I said I enjoyed it and hoped they run it again next year)

Anyways ahem moving along swam well but wouldn't have fancied another 1200m or so on top of that which is what I will face next weekend. So will need plenty of pool time over the next few days

This mornings swim was then cancelled as Mrs C is feeling a bit run down after all that has happened so I was on baby duty.

Sister home for the states this weekend so training will be tough again - although she has two twin daughters that are state champion level in freestyle and breaststroke respectively so I am sure I can blag a swim with them and style it as a a bonding session with the nieces.

Bog of course is set for next week - I could have said this months ago as brother in law loves to piss me off. I will do monday and tuesday but we will be heading for a row if he expects any more from me