When you are training you are thinking about sleeping. When you are sleeping you are dreaming about training and the event itself.
Because so much time now is spent in preparation it naturally starts to take hold of most of ones thoughts. These can manifest in many funny ways. Apprehension , fear , worry and anxiety. All normal ways to feel when one steps into the unknown.
Long runs are going really well, as I am being coached really well. It is not sometimes the training but fitting the training into life itself that pinches time. I do try and make this pinch enjoyable in some way. I had to do a very late 30km run on a Saturday night finishing after 11pm. I had saved a Rich Roll podcast with Chad wright for this. He was a former US Navy seal turned ultra runner so two hours listening to his soft southern drawl was quite enjoyable. Amusingly, stopping many’s a time to chat to random people around Crossmolina at this stage I’m guessing that if something is running in high vis at a daft hour the assumption is – it is me.
The following day I hit the hills, taking in a lovely looped run around Tornakeel in keenagh , the following weekend I took in a skinny dip in a pool in Leterkeen woods. It was off the cuff, next time I will have swim shorts! For fear I’d get reported as some weirdo in the woods. but it was a lovely sensation after 20 odd kms getting into a wooded stream for a cold dip if only with one eye out for a random hiker.
This weekend crosses another level in training , one long run but then a weighted vest run rather than two long runs back to back. I also have the ”3 Marathons in 2 days” 100km race in Ballina in less than 4 weeks now so I am really looking forward to that.
Outside of the bricks and mortar of training, our tent has been allocated. And I now have my race number. I like the fact now that I do not know anyone – I think it makes the whole experience even more fun. Most of the equipment I need I have now in my possession. All the important stuff anyway, I am still in two minds about certain items I want to carry versus bringing extra food. On food , there is a company that does expedition food. I can get 1000 calorie vegan cous cous and veg. Probably taste like shite but I am sure it will do the job. I am not a Nazi Vegan but at the same time having gone this long now I would be disappointed to have to get chicken or beef for dinner!
Slowly but surely I am getting my head around the nutrition, the amount of calories I will need and how I will facilitate that. I am part of a UK and Ireland Marathon Des Sables facebook group which drip feeds information based on where we are all at in preparation and equipment buying which has been great because I would have a nervous breakdown leaving things to the last minute.
My own body fat is way down, but weight still holding at around 85kg. I am working at keeping my diet as nutritious as possible whilst trying to get into a calorie deficit to cut those 5 kegs as intelligently as possible. I am following a fella called Fionn Mc Sweeney on Insta that shared a pretty good study regarding over exercising and underfeeding in order to cut weight. It is something that does not work well in heavy bouts of training.
So what I have been doing is eating 3 really nutritious meals per day and essentially not eating after dinner bar an apple until the next morning. (I do snack, but as well as posssible) . My dinner time is generally around 3/4pm and I work from 5-10pm. Coming home from work I can be hungry so ill just have a glass of water. It’s working slowly but surely. With 7/8 weeks of hard training left I should come down a couple more kg. But I do not envisage dropping under 80kg.
Fundraising for Hugh’s house is now coming along nicely to date we have nearly 1200 EURO in go fund me link here : gf.me/u/xfsmmb
I also got word yesterday from a fellow Crossmolina man who based on the story and many like it regarding our and other experiences with Hughs house donated 4000 euro through his company.
So it has not been a bad few days fundraising. Maybe we can make a few more pound for Hughs House before I hit the sand.