Five weeks down, 15 to go before the Ironman. I increased my miles this week, followed the schedule, and it felt good- all but the 4 hour bike. I decided after the long ride that rubbed me the wrong way (literally) that I need a new bike seat. I have 2 new ones now on a 30 day free trial and I’ll check them out this week to see if they are more “user friendly”. This must be the year for changes. I’ve successfully changed sports drinks, solid food, and added Enduralyte capsules. Now I desperately need a need bike seat and goggles that don’t leak. I’ve tried 7 or 8 different pair now and they all leak after 30-40 minutes. Unfortunately, I can’t yet swim 2.4 miles in under 40 minutes. I’ll keep practicing!!! In the mean time, my contacts are screaming for anti-leak goggles.
Here’s my story of the week! Tuesday, I did my 4 hour bike ride- half with Danni on Egypt Valley (the road with big “five feet ahead” hills) and half on the bike trainer watching a movie with my kids. Danni and I were on our way home from the second repeat when we stopped at the Knapp intersection. At just that moment an unidentified flying insect stung Danni on the hand and she let out a scream. She immediately started sucking on the bite (why I’m not sure- maybe trying to suck the poison out????) and told me that she’s allergic to bee stings. I’ve known Danni for quite some time now, but I had no idea about this. Then she told me that her last bee sting was a long time ago, but she went into anaphylactic shock. And no, she didn’t have her Epipen with her on the bike today. Side note here-She always asks if I have my inhaler with me. She should really have her Epipen with her! So as we’re trying to figure out what stung her, she asked if I had Benadryl at home. I thought I had some in the kitchen cupboard, but we were about 7 miles from home. So she said that if she had a reaction, she’d know it in about 10 minutes when her lips begin to tingle. She decided to bike quickly back to my house to get the Benadryl. As she left she told me, “My cell phone is in my back pocket. If you find me on the side of the road, just call 911”. Then she took off! Now, Danni is a VERY strong biker and there’s no way I could keep up with her on a good day. But there’s nothing like the motivation of finding my friend on the side of the road in need of an ambulance to make me ride harder and faster than I ever had- on hills! I never did catch her, but I never saw her on the roadside either. When I got back to my kitchen, she was feeling fine but taking Benedryll anyway. We laughed and smiled and she said, “Wow, you got here really fast! Good job!”
Danni has been my challenger/trainer this summer for biking. She’s been pushing me to get stronger on the bike and teaching me how to train harder. What a brilliant plan she had that day! I don’t think she learned that in training classes. But I guess a trainer needs to know what motivates each individual. Now she knows. So what motivates you?