I basically started Friel’s training plan last week with abbreviated intensities and distances. The first week on the 27th this month begins with 11-14 hours total training volume, and last week I did about five to six hours. After one whole week, I’m exhausted. As far as food goes, I feel like I’ve done a great job replacing the unhealthy stuff with the good, and I shifted when I eat it—a larger meal for breakfast, a medium to large one for lunch and just a little bit for dinner about three hours before bed.
Lois doesn’t
like my new sleep cycle. I can’t say I
blame her, as she’s a light sleeper, and it’s costing her sleep. The first time I got up in the three o’clock
hour the cat was immediately programmed with a new wake up time. Ever since then, she knocks stuff off the
dresser, rustles paper or plastic, jumps at door levers and generally tries to
wake Lois up. After all, three o’clock
is the new wake up time, so why is Lois still sleeping? I really do feel bad for her because I sleep
like a rock. There are days when she has
to nudge or outright push me to go shut the alarm clock off, not because I
don’t want to, but because I don’t hear it. Wow, does that make her mad! Anyway, her relationship with the cat in the pre-dawn hours is a
love-hate one.
Even Saturdays
are not free from the ridiculousness of this new schedule. After a while, I may be forced to retire my
efforts to make Saturday a weekday, but for now 5:30 is sleeping in. Seriously, our nightlife is shot. Done. Kaput. We maintain a schedule
where our friends are ramping up for an evening of drinking and socializing
while we are crawling into bed for the night. If I had to pinpoint one positive above all others about the early
morning hours, it’s a complete lack of traffic on my way to the gym. Oh, and I also hit all green traffic
lights. That’s nice.
There it
is. Week T-29 is in the books. I do hope the stories and experiences along
the way get more interesting…
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