Recovery: The Act of Returning to Normal

This week has been a recovery week. (Can I get an "amen" from the audience?) Tim and I have drastically reduced the intensity of our workouts since Monday and even (gasp) slept in. Our long run felt short on Tuesday night - only 75 minutes. And we actually took Wednesday completely off.

Speaking of Wednesday, it was Tim's birthday. I offered to make a special birthday dinner for him, and surprisingly, he accepted. Now, for those of you who know me, you know I cannot cook. But I have to say, I actually prepared a decent meal last night. And we're both still here to talk about it, so that's good. I swear, as soon as I give up livin' the IronLife, I'll take a few cooking lessons...maybe.

But back to our recovery week. We just finished our third training block (meaning three weeks of build, one week of recovery) and are enjoying our third week of recovery since June. I'm learning to take full advantage of these recovery weeks. I'm slowing down the pace a bit, taking advantage of flatter bike rides and catching up on my Oprah magazines. I love Oprah, even if she doesn't do tris.

We'll go for a bike ride tomorrow and prep for a training tri on Saturday. This training tri includes a mile swim in the Pacific Ocean. I'm really wishing I hadn't watched "Shark Bite Summer" on the Discovery Channel last week...

Our recovery week will end on Sunday. Then it's back to building, Body Glide and business!