Adding Insult to Injury

What a weekend. We started it off by running 13 miles at Cedar Hill State Park - and yes, there is a reason it's called Cedar HILL! It was a challenging run to say the least. For once though it wasn't a million degrees out there. Usually when we head out for the hill workout - it's blazing hot and we're running on the pavement with no shade. Thank goodness it wasn't like that this weekend. I had a pretty good run, just took it nice and easy, didn't attack any hills. There were a couple of times when I had to stop running up. I'd stop for a sec., regroup then hit it again. I got major chafing on my thighs. I finally just got to the point of tucking my shorts under (into the liner) and running. I'm sure I looked really hot to the passers by! OH WELL. MY legs were stinging and I still had almost six miles to go. OUCH. The thing about chafing - and doing a hard run is that all you can think about is the pain. I actually thought about asking people as they drove by if they happened to have any vaseline, or a tube of chapstick or something that I could use to ease the pain! I didn't do it... and I finished the run, crusty chafed thighs and all.

Sunday morning, got up at 5:45 a.m., headed out to McKinney, TX for the Rolling Hills bike rally. This was my first century ride. My legs were pretty sore and tired from yesterday's run. I wasn't feeling too good about riding 100. As I drove by White Rock Lake this morning, I noticed how calm the water looked. "At least there's no wind" is what I told myself. I guess by the time we drove north 60 miles, the wind had picked up a little. We started the ride, I decided I was going to ride my own pace and try not to bonk! I rode with Guy for 70 miles or so... I even drafted off him in the headwinds at around miles 20-30... I wasn't feeling too hot early on. I was really focusing on my pace and on eating regularly. I felt pretty good throughout the ride, with the exception of having to pee. I had been waiting and waiting for the next rest stop. Finally, I just couldn't take it anymore and decided to let it fly. I looked around me - checked to make sure no one was riding behind me... man did that feel good.... until BURN / OUCH / SHIT / WHAT WAS I THINKING??? My legs are chafed from running yesterday, I'm wearing bike shorts and I just peed myself!! Rookie mistake.

At about mile 70, Guy wasn't feeling too hot so I ended up finishing the ride alone. It was really great not to hit that wall where you've crossed over the distance that you've never done before - you know, where your body is screaming to you "we've never done this, what are you doing?" I somehow avoided that altogether today. It felt great.

First one down, three more to go... the fun has just begun. Giddyup Ironmama!!