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Psst, what? What did you say? It's been a week since my last post? Whoa, oops, sorry, I will get right on that. Geez. Where did the days go?

It is Wednesday about 11:00 a.m. I am home from work today for reasons we will get to later. Last week and this week were to be part of a nice solid build phase. That is all coming along nicely.

Last weeks totals were...

Running Summary
Runs: 6
Avg. Time: 00:52:50
Total Time: 05:17:01
Avg. Mi Pace: 9:42
Avg. Dist.: 5.4 Mi
Total Dist.: 32.6 Mi


Biking Summary
Bikes: 3
Avg. Time: 01:23:20
Total Time: 04:10:00
Avg. Speed: 15.6 MPH
Avg. Dist.: 21.7 Mi
Total Dist.: 65.2 Mi


Swimming Summary
Swims: 2
Avg. Time: 01:12:30
Total Time: 02:25:00
Avg. Dist.: 2460.5 Yd
Total Dist.: 4921.0 Yd


Total Summary
Workouts: 11
Total Time: 11:52:02
Total Dist.: 100.6 Mi

I didn't get as much time in on the bike as I would have liked due to the fact that it has been raining here every day for the last bazillion days. And not just rain but sweet thunderstorms and some not-so-sweet tornadoes. (They call it tornadic activity.) Can't really get out in that weather. I have done a little on the trainer but mainly have just been sneaking out in between and trying to keep the bikes out of the mud as best I can.

Last night was another track workout here at the university track. This time there were a few more guys (it was a tiny bit cooler, maybe mid-80s) and there were 3 girls! We did a version of the guys workout but did it without the active recovery. The workout was 1-2 mile warm up, drills on the football field, 6x800s with a 400 active recovery between each, 1-2 mile warm down. I ended up doing 4x800 and 1x400 with a more complete recovery. For some reason though, I kept falling off the back of the girls. I felt like I was constantly behind.

I couldn't figure it out. I was kicking myself because I kept thinking, "I should be able to hang at least for the first couple of 800s, or at least for a 400 of each or something!" Nope, after each one, I was doubled over trying not to puke, trying to catch my breath and slow my heart rate enough to start again. I decided it was most likely due to the big training weekend I had just completed and the 25 mile ride I had done that morning. That or I was just a lot slower than I thought.

Well, about 9 hours later I had my answer. Mr KT woke me up when he came to bed which is unusual as I can sleep through anything. I woke up several times after that feeling pretty crappy and then the storm blew in about 3:15. We got up to shut the windows (Mr KT mostly shut them and I stood there assessing how bad I actually felt). Funny, I was then up for the next hour and a half as sick as I could be. I honestly can't remember being this sick in my whole life. Why does that stuff always happen at night? I finally fell back into bed at about 5 a.m. and slept for an hour. I was then back up at 6:00 getting sick and trying to tell myself that I would be fine for work in 2 hours. Not even close. I went back to sleep for a bit, called the hospital and told them they really didn't want me there and am currently posting from a supine position in my bed. I have gotten up to get the cable to plug in my laptop and I have gotten up to run down the hall (a million times) and I may have to get up to bring the dogs in from the backyard because they are calling for more serious weather, like thunder, lightening, hail, damaging winds, and tornadoes. Somehow I will have to figure out how to get down two flights of stairs to the basement where I plan on laying on the couch very, very, very still.

I guess the upside is that I probably could have kept up with those girls a little better on a different day.