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Going too hard too fast, injury, and dangerous obliviousness
Going too hard too fast, injury, and dangerous obliviousness
Feb 14, 2024
Since I stated working towards this goal in October, I’ve been getting sick more and more often. it’s always after the log run of Saturday. Every time I get over it, I forget how bad it is. It’s like a cold, but without the sore throat. Achy upper body, alternating heat and cold, nausea, and poor sleep.
I had this happen to me three times before the hamstring injury. It was never that bad. It happens on Saturday and by Monday I’m recovered well enough to train.
And then during my time off, I get really sick, probably the most sick I’ve ever been. It was the flu and it stuck with me for a while. However, this week has been something else that’s forcing me to reconsider what I’m doing much more seriously.
Right now as I’m writing this, I’ve started to boil, out of the blue. I got the same symptoms as usual, but much more violent and they’re lasting a lot more. yesterday, Feb 13 was probably the worst day of this prep. I couldn’t sleep. and in the morning, I was in bed, shivering so hard that I laughed at myself, audibly.
Here’s what I just realized: At no point did I feel like I was doing enough let alone overdoing it. Shivering in bed and still not getting the message. Yikes.
The current thinking is that this is a symptom of an immune system weakened by the new workload. Here’s what the week was like, and you tell me if this sounds healthy.
Sunday: HRMax test. This is probably enough intensity for the week. I really pushed this one.
Monday: coach didn’t show up do I did 1200 in the pool at a medium intensity. I followed it with a 30min intense bike ride
Tuesday: this was the key day when I think I fucked up. I went into the pool dreading the whole thing. We did the nastiest workout we ever did. 2x500 @2min after 3x150 ladder. I remember being in the first 500, maybe 250m in, I was so defeated, so crushed, that I was tearing up in my own goggles as I kept swimming. that was fucking sad. When I started the second 500, I was already gone. I did it even faster. I disassociated from my body. I did a 30min run that evening
Wednesday was another swim, three in a row if you’re keeping count, followed by a a savage lifting session.
Friday I did another savage swim, a 30 min ride, and a 45min run which is more than the prescribed 30, but I was feeling strong.
Ok. Now I see it.
Since I stated working towards this goal in October, I’ve been getting sick more and more often. it’s always after the log run of Saturday. Every time I get over it, I forget how bad it is. It’s like a cold, but without the sore throat. Achy upper body, alternating heat and cold, nausea, and poor sleep.
I had this happen to me three times before the hamstring injury. It was never that bad. It happens on Saturday and by Monday I’m recovered well enough to train.
And then during my time off, I get really sick, probably the most sick I’ve ever been. It was the flu and it stuck with me for a while. However, this week has been something else that’s forcing me to reconsider what I’m doing much more seriously.
Right now as I’m writing this, I’ve started to boil, out of the blue. I got the same symptoms as usual, but much more violent and they’re lasting a lot more. yesterday, Feb 13 was probably the worst day of this prep. I couldn’t sleep. and in the morning, I was in bed, shivering so hard that I laughed at myself, audibly.
Here’s what I just realized: At no point did I feel like I was doing enough let alone overdoing it. Shivering in bed and still not getting the message. Yikes.
The current thinking is that this is a symptom of an immune system weakened by the new workload. Here’s what the week was like, and you tell me if this sounds healthy.
Sunday: HRMax test. This is probably enough intensity for the week. I really pushed this one.
Monday: coach didn’t show up do I did 1200 in the pool at a medium intensity. I followed it with a 30min intense bike ride
Tuesday: this was the key day when I think I fucked up. I went into the pool dreading the whole thing. We did the nastiest workout we ever did. 2x500 @2min after 3x150 ladder. I remember being in the first 500, maybe 250m in, I was so defeated, so crushed, that I was tearing up in my own goggles as I kept swimming. that was fucking sad. When I started the second 500, I was already gone. I did it even faster. I disassociated from my body. I did a 30min run that evening
Wednesday was another swim, three in a row if you’re keeping count, followed by a a savage lifting session.
Friday I did another savage swim, a 30 min ride, and a 45min run which is more than the prescribed 30, but I was feeling strong.
Ok. Now I see it.
