Almost one month from the West Georgia 100 bike ride where some friends and I will try to tackle the 66-mile course. I don’t quite have the 100-miler in me. To date the most that I have ridden is 50-miles. I figure that if I push myself in the 66 it will give me a good feel for what the bike portion of a 70.3 will feel like this fall and give me a baseline to establish realistic goals for pacing.
I would classify myself as a runner first and foremost, but there is something so freeing about being out on the road bike. Despite some of the inherent dangers I absolutely love it. In my office I have a painting of Lance Armstrong called ‘Maillot Jaune’. Every time I see it I get fired up to go ride thinking every ride is one step closer to my own personal Maillot Jaune, completing at least 51 races over the next however long it takes.
I am up to 34-miles in my preparation so slightly behind if I were to follow the traditional no more than 10% increase each week or two. I know that running, swimming, and biking shape are different, however I am banking on some of the running cardio (along with some motivation of friends) to carry me through.
I am so thankful for the opportunities and abilities that I have been blessed with to go out and enjoy racing. As I progress through the upcoming training regiment I will try to update the blog to discuss what went well, what didn’t work, and what I am learning along the way. The biggest training lesson learned this past weekend is the importance of nutrition. One would think with my background I would always consider this, but I sure bonked during a training ride this weekend. I crawled in at a snails pace of 12-13 mph the last 3-4 miles on Saturday. I plan on consulting with a professional sports nutritionist with a triathlon background to help prepare for upcoming training demands. If I can afford the session I will try to post useful tips.
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