This week has been hard on me mentally and physically.
Last week was my recovery week with 3 hours and 20 minutes of workouts planned and ironically, I did more, clocking in at 4 hours.
Sunday Suzanne put in my schedule for this week with the added note, “This is a big week.” It scares the crap out of me when I read that in her notes to me. My planned workout time is 6 hours and 50 minutes. It averages out to an hour a day which seems manageable but the reality is this is six days with some of the days have double workouts. Like today–45 minutes of boot camp and 45 minutes of swimming.
On a scale of 1 to 10 the amount I didn’t want to go swimming was about a 19.
There are so many people who do WAY more than I do. I follow them on twitter and read their blogs as they train for triathlons and ironmans, in awe of their two hour bike rides following by a run or a swim. I can’t even imagine ever getting to that point.
So this week I’m taking it one day at a time, slowly crossing off each workout off my list as I do it. It’s Wednesday and I’ve done 4 hours of workouts since Monday. Only 2 hours and 50 minutes to go.