Last big weekend of training was bittersweet. Saturday = bitter, Sunday = sweet. The plan for Saturday was 15 miles and 6-7k feet of climbing. The planned route quickly got derailed, and we ended up doing mountain repeats in 90 degree heat with the sun beating down on us. We were low on nutrition, and our only saving grace was an ice cold creek at the bottom of the mountain that we used to cool off between repeats. The end result was 20 miles, 6.5k feet of climbing, & too many hours in the heat. As we were on the tail end of our death march, in attempt to make Dr.H laugh- I came up with a fun analogy. How long runs in the pain cave = life span of marriage.
1) Start of run = honeymoon phase. Excitement, naivety, giddy with possibilities.
2) Mid-run = kids + life-building phase. Plan for perfect run/life inevitably goes south. We bicker over who has the better back-up plan. Stressful, so we don't even realize how well we're doing.
3) Late-run = empty nester + retirement phase. We're both too tired to talk or fight. We alternate hitting lows & taking care of each other. We start taking immense pleasure in the small things (shade, cold water...CARBS).
Enjoy the one picture we got post pain cave + all the Sunday sweet pics.
1) Start of run = honeymoon phase. Excitement, naivety, giddy with possibilities.
2) Mid-run = kids + life-building phase. Plan for perfect run/life inevitably goes south. We bicker over who has the better back-up plan. Stressful, so we don't even realize how well we're doing.
3) Late-run = empty nester + retirement phase. We're both too tired to talk or fight. We alternate hitting lows & taking care of each other. We start taking immense pleasure in the small things (shade, cold water...CARBS).
Enjoy the one picture we got post pain cave + all the Sunday sweet pics.