My other life

What a long week Week 16 was. As I said in my post last week, I knew training was going to be a toughie. Wasn't quite prepared for how tough. Work conference was good but relentless. Never got to train on Thursday and on Friday was so tired from late nights and early mornings that only managed to run for half an hour.

On Saturday, we flew to Aberdeen for a wedding with our last-minute addition (Dora). It was supposed to be a weekend 'off' from sleepless nights but neither of us could face the weekend without her after such a heavy working week so we got her added onto the ticket and sorted a babysitter so we could enjoy the evening do.

In my mind's eye and having seen on the website the hotel facilities, I was all set on getting to the hotel, training, a relaxing shower before the wedding started. How naive. We made the plane with seconds to spare and lots of running through Heathrow airport (me in heels and with Dora in a pushchair and Chris with 4 bags and a car seat). At the other end, waited ages for a cab and then got to the hotel and weren't able to check in until 2 - when the wedding was due to start. So, Saturday ended up being a rest day. Great wedding and lots of lovely people and laughs. Was fairly sensible drink-wise (me, not Chris) so woke up fairly fresh. Managed to swim and run at the hotel but it wasn't anywhere near what I was supposed to do.



So, Week 16 ended up being 5 hours of training when it should have been about 11. No point banging my gums about it. Had a good time and it was good to dabble in life outside Ironman. After all, it doesn't pay to be one-dimensional.

Back on it this week and off to tri club tonight for a swim as Chris not working. Happy days.