It has been a few days of relative inactivity. I have continued to cycle to work and take my daughter for a run around our estate but that is it. It feel like a have rested well. A little too well. However a message I received from a pal gave me some welcomed advice. It is as follows
"for every week rest a day, for every month rest a week and for every year rest a month". Rest doesn't mean sitting on my bum , feet up stuffing on chocolate and ice cream (last nights dinner) whilst singing along to X Factor. NOOOOO rest is not to be working at a huge intensity where the muscles, tendons, ligaments etc never get a full chance to recover. So in this context rest is to lower the tone and not work at such a high heart rate.
So the last week has seen me having a week of rest. According to the message I received October is a good month to use as the month in the year to "rest". The triathlon season has ended and now is the time to let the body recover. The word rest though is, for myself and many others wanna be triathletes, not easy to employ. Especially with the IM 9 months away. I feel every day needs an injection of high intensity work out.
Friday night ended with a unexpected session down the pub near work. A collection of doctors and nurses were letting their hair down after a busy week in ITU. I arrived at the pub about 20:30 to find one Doc sprawled on the grass in the beer garden with a stupid grin on his face. I feel happy this was the case for three hours later I was in a sorry state. I have not drunk excessively for many months and It all came as a bit of a tsunami of inebriation . As I sat on the grass drinking deadly white wine I chatted to one of the sober Docs about her IM experience a few years back.
And following her comments I feel I cant slack up on the training .. I will discuss further , but I'm going to sign off for now as an unexpected day at the beach is waiting. I'm loving this October Heat wave.
