When Mike and I started running in April 2011, it was something that we did together. We did every Couch-to-5K, Bridge-to-10K and the majority of our first half marathon training program runs together.
Before heading out for a run back then
Since then we have run and swam without each other a few times, but not very often. We had also never ridden without each other, until this week.
After Mike saw the doctor on Wednesday, I went for a swim and then ran 6 miles immediately after. It was HOT. I had to think to myself, "what would Mike do?" Well the answer is that he would keep running, so that's what I did.
I stopped to take a photo of these on the drive home after the run
On Thursday, we dropped Mike's bike off to get checked out (don't know if there is any damage or not yet, hopefully not) and I headed out on my first solo ride ever. I was nervous. I did over 20 miles, but I did it really slowly and had to get off the bike to cross the roads a few times. I probably was being overly cautious, but I think almost anyone would in my situation. I did just see my husband crash his bike after all.
After the ride, in my new YMX sleeveless jersey
I finished the ride, and Mike said he was so proud of me. I was proud of myself, even though I felt slow.
After our bird died, I just needed to get out and run and run hard. I finished up my first day back at work and hit the road for a tempo/fartlek run. I pushed the pace and was so close to hitting sub-8 minute pace during the second and fourth miles of my run. It felt good to not focus on anything other than the burning feeling in my chest.
I was not really looking forward to the weekend, but luckily our friend Jess asked if we wanted to join her for her 16 miler on Saturday (she asked on Wednesday morning before anyone knew about Mike's accident). I did the final 13 miles of her run with her in the pouring rain and it was a lot of fun. I love running with Jess because we are similar pace and we can hold a good conversation.
Today, I went out for my first bike ride date. Our friend Amber set me up with her co-worker Solveig and we hit the Musselman bike course. We ended up adding a few miles because of where we started and ended the ride, so I got another 60 miler under my belt before race day.
Some of the scenes along the way
Making one of the last turns
Mike rode along the course and took photos here and there. He also said he was familiarizing himself with the course in anticipation of doing Musselman.
You ride right by this in the park
One of the first locations where we saw Mike
This week was hard for me, but I know it was harder for Mike. He is a true athlete and not being able to train, and eat the foods he normally likes to eat, has been hard for him. I know that he is going to go out and CRUSH the Musselman course, which is the plan for now unless we decide it is unsafe for him to do so, and I am going to be so proud of him. He deserves this opportunity to achieve his dream and show off all of the hard work that he has put in in order to do so. He is capable, determined and strong. He is my true hero and I could not ask for a better training partner in triathlons and life.