Today was another good day. Training called for a 2 hr bike ride plus a 20 minute brick. The group was divided because there was another biking event at another part of the Island and many riders went there. I decided that I would do the same route I did last sunday and compare notes. As we started moving I felt pretty good and strong. I fitted my bike with Aero Bars so I could start getting used to them. However even after my best effort to adjust them I was very uncomfortable on them. In the end they are just to narrow and they hurt my shoulders. I will need to replace my handlebars for something wider and that is round all the way so I can adjust the width better. Gabriela fell behind at about the same point as she did last sunday but it was obvious that we were going faster today than last week. She droped out at about 11 miles so I kept on cranking. I did a 4 miles at about 19-21 mph average which is new for me so I was happy. I stoped again as I entered Dorado to readjust my aero bars. This time the adjustment was worse but I had already decided that regardless of the outcome from the adjustment I would not stop again until I reached the 2 hour mark. As I kept on going I started to get uncomfortable on the saddle and my back started hurting a little. In the end I wasn't stoping so... let it hurt!! At about mile 18 I got a pressure point on my foot and it was almost unbearable. As I figured my options I had to remind myself why I was doing that. I remembered days when I told my doctor I wanted to suspend my treatment because it was to dificult. I did that about 10 times and not one did I got a break. I got my treatment every time. I needed to step off the bike but I convinced myself that steping off was not an option. So, I took my shoe off. I rode with my shoe off for about two miles while the presure relieved itself and the pain got away. I placed my foot back on the shoe and made it tight again. I was back in the fight. Good for me it worked. I kept on pressing forward and passed the point where I stoped last week at the 2 hour mark. This point was mile 27 and I arrived there at 1:52, that is 8 minutes quicker than last week. So, I said goodbye to that place and kept moving further. At the 2:00:00 mark I was at exactly 30 miles. I was really proud of that ride.
I stept off the bike and took a little break to hydrate and get into my running shoes. As I started running I just felt like I was being droped from 10 feet. The impact was just brutal and my legs felt like spaggeti. I tried for 2 minutes to get the rythm and did my best effort to control my body. In the end it was a phisical thing. My body was not going to run after 30 miles on the bike. It just wasn't going to happen. I realized I did not have the muscle strenght yet to handle a brick at this time and at this weight. I think its ok, I will get it at some point and as I do more distance I will be able to run after shorter distances.
Tomorrow I have one of those 1 hour recovery rides which I am still earching the meaning of them. However I am looking forward to it.
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