Showing posts with label rest. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rest. Show all posts

Monday, March 29, 2010

I Can't Sleep

I can't sleep because I keep playing this weekend's mistakes over and over in my head. I can't sleep because I keep thinking about what I have to do to get stronger. To get smarter. To podium. To win. To do my teammates proud.

I can't sleep because my boyfriend gets home from Redlands in 24 hours or less. I can't sleep because my room is a mess but I don't have the energy to clean it. I can't sleep because I keep getting hungry again every hour. I can't sleep because I'm constantly thirsty.

I can't sleep because I keep thinking about life. About change. About living life to its fullest. About setting new goals. About setting real goals. About setting scary goals.

I can't sleep. But I have to try. Eventually, I'll get there. And then morning will come, too soon.

Monday, February 8, 2010

Wanted: Recovery

Phew! My legs are TIRED. Hard training has left my quads feeling like bricks - both in weight and touch.




Santa Barbara Training Camp in 4 days! I think it's time for some rest and active recovery, how about you?

Monday, January 25, 2010

What do the voices say?

It is SO easy to tell other people to do the right things. Especially in training.

Listen to your coach.
Do your intervals.
Record your workouts.
Eat the right macronutrients.
Get plenty of rest.


That last one is a doozy. Probably the easiest one to ignore.

With so much to do - a full-time job, a full training schedule and a social life - it's difficult to get enough sleep, slow down or admit that it's time for an off day. The voices in my head go back and forth, arguing these points nonstop. Just like I keep having to tell them, "No excuses," I also have to ask them, "What are your true priorities?"

Just this morning I found myself reassuring my teammate that a few days off the bike are better for getting over being sick than getting back into training too soon, while at the same time convincing myself that I should get on the trainer tonight even though I feel a cold coming on.

Luckily, I have a coach. I like to think that, for the most part, I do what my coach tells me to do. And today he told me to rest.

Ok, Coach. You win over the voices today.