Depending on the day you talk to me, either fantastic or absolutely horrible. Some days I want to just give up and quit, other days I think, FUCK YAH, its amazing what I can do! And then I have a bad day again. This past week was a horrible training week, except for one thing, the Grouse Grind. For some reason I started off really slow and ended up doing really well (did it three times this week between everything else). I've gotten really lazy with my running and have replaced my 10km runs with doing the Grouse Grind. I know, I'm doing the Grouse Grind because I'm too lazy to do my 10km runs, but, in my brain it makes sense!
Anyway, the week of training started off on Sunday (Saturday my body decided it just want to sleep ALL DAY LONG). I biked to the top of Grouse Mountain with Jamie, then did the Grouse Grind with Andrea. The bike down was certainly more enjoyable then the ride up. The scariest part, coming across the Lion's Gate Bridge! I hate that bridge, with a passion. I was shaking when I came across, then the "fun" of the climb came up. I maybe wanted to die when I got to the base of Grouse, but I still did the grind and my friend Andrea had a big bottle of water waiting for me at the top!
Wednesday, while biking around Stanley Park, 4kms into the park I heard a giant POP like a firecracker. Blew out a tire, not just the tube but the actual tire as well! Good times. I had to carry it back to my work to deal with the next day. Annoying but I did feel a bit like a bad-ass walking out of Stanley Park carrying my bike on my shoulder. Have I ever mentioned it doesn't take much to amuse me? No? Well, its true! I was also blown away by someone offering me a lift of the park! Faith in humanity, restored!
I've a four day weekend that I'm using for extra training and sleeping, with probably a lot of eating. Here's to a great run this weekend, I will not do the Grouse Grind, well, I might on Monday but I won't do it as my 10km run!