Spoiler alert: It wasn’t a completely average day.
To see what the infamous Charlie and I have in common, take a look at my October 11th through a series of pictures
7:30 AM: Wake up, eat breakfast, do some quick internet research. We were prepping for Canadian Thanksgiving, and Erika and I were in charge of the pies. We ended up making three of them-pumpkin, pecan, and apple. Most of us like to have slow relaxed mornings, and enjoy some coffee before tackeling the day of training.
3:45 P.M.: Time for strength! Most interval sessions are followed by an afternoon strength session. Interval (hard) sessions break down your muscles, and because we are endurance athletes, we want our muscles to be fresh for hard workouts. Strength is important, but it’s ok if our muscles are a little tired before a strength session. And, I personally find that I actually do better during strength when I’ve had hard intervals in the morning versus a slow over distance workout. I’m not sure of the science behind that, but either way jumpy strength is fun!
5:30 P.M.: Grocery shopping. We’ve had an incredible week of dinners (chili, steak, salmon, spaghetti squash), and this is in part due to our creative shopping. Each day we take inventory of what we have around the house, and then figure out what (if anything) we need to make our food dreams a reality.
9:00 P.M. : I forgot to take a picture of our delicious salmon (cooked on a cedar plank by Coach Pat), but this is when disaster strikes. I was prepping pie crust for Canadian Thanksgiving, when I stupidly put my hand near the blade of a plugged-in immersion blender. I was cleaning butter out of the blade when the stupid thing turned on. I’m all smiles in this picture (thank you Erika for documenting every step of this journey), but as soon as I talked to my mom, discovered I needed stitches and would have to go to the Emergency Room, I was all tears.
11:45 P.M.: Back at home, snuggled in bed. Even though this day wasn’t completely average (it was actually my first time getting stitches AND first E.R. trip ever), it is indicative of one part of my new life. Through the past 4 months I’ve learned the only thing you can expect is the unexpected. Some days you expect to feel great and instead you feel like a bug on a windshield. Other days you expect to be terrible, and instead you feel awesome. There is no telling what’s in store, so I’ve decided not to worry about it. Just take each day, workout, and finger laceration as it comes at you, and just be thankful for all of the wonderful people who surround you. Even if they are taking “not-exactly-legal” pictures in the E.R. (…Erika).
One more week in Park City, and then we are headed to Canada! (eh?)