Thursday was ANZAC Day which is normally reserved for the dawn service at my old unit (1st Commando Regiment) or the Shrine. This year I decided to train. Did the 5:45am North Road Ride which I haven't done for about 8 months since I started morning swimming. Started with only 6 of us rolling which dropped to 4 at Black Rock. Bit of a non-event with most people going long (straight on at Mordi round-a-bout). Ended up with a 2hr 20min ride and followed it with a 90min run. Did 20km which was good.
Lauren took Stirling to Auskick Saturday morning which enabled me to do a Kinglake hill ride with the Red Bear. Unfortunately came down with a cold this week which hit me hard on Friday...then again on Saturday's ride. I was in struggle town the whole ride. Pushed it hard from Eltham to St Andrews, then got dropped at the start of the Kinglake climb. Never really recovered from there. I hit the wall big time.
Riding home was pure survival hanging onto the wheel in front. Was ok on the flat but had no strength on the hills. Had to apologise to the Red Bear for having to tow me home. Managed 115km and saw a few MTC riders out there doing their own thing.
Took the route past the footy oval so I stopped by Auskick to catch the last few drills with Stirling and Lauren. Then rode home to do a 45min run. This turned into a 10min cramp fest walk. Had to call it quits for the day. Got home then went back to bed to try and sleep off this illness.
At that point I messaged the boys to say I won't be joining them for Sunday's run. Needed to rest instead. This worked out well as we went next door that night and knocked down some wine with the neighbours, but not too much. Couldn't manage a late night.
Glad I didn't run Sunday, felt lethargic all day. Got the gear out to ride Monday morning so I'm hoping I'll kick this cold soon. Not such a great end to the week.
166 days to Kona.
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