He really did it last week. Or maybe I should say he didn't do it. In essence (pretty good word for a cat, huh?) he fell off the face of the earth in terms of training. It's not all his fault because much of Thursday and all of Friday and Saturday he spent working on a tree, and I mean working. Even his wife worked all day Saturday loading limbs and raking leaves. But as we all know, working is not the same as working out.
Monday he met John at the Twin Rivers pool and he swam
1,000
2 X 250
200 small paddles
total: 1,700 meters.
When is the last time he swam only 1,700? After his night class he only shuffled 3.62 miles. Pitiful.
Tuesday he went back to the pool and swam
1,500
2 X 400 @ 9:00
800 small paddles
total: 3,100 meters.
He shuffled a lousy 3.7 miles that day, but at least he trained a tad.
Wednesday he did not swim at all, and he tried to do a serious run but only racked up 4.58 miles and failed at all his attempted pace pick ups. I don't know what was wrong but he fell miserably short of achieving what he left the house to achieve.
Thursday he did a 4.17 mile run after it became dark and he could no longer work on the tree. That was the end of training for the week and his totals are a paltry
16.07 running,
4,800 swimming,
3.0 walking, and
no weight lifting at all.
If he does not have a better week coming up, there are going to be serious problems between him and me. It is now time to go full out for volume and take a serious shot at achieving journey run fitness.
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