Good people,
My new racer on the wall - that will change with the spacers after the Ironman. And no word on the seat post! As I sat on it yesterday for the first time, and drove the first few meters towards the dike and date with Björn and Antje, because I felt like "this is it." Unfortunately, I am right now, come at the second exit in the rain. And not just one. Well, that gave me quite a stink, and I had to concentrate very nice to not to interrupt my journey, and to place myself under. But more on that later.
"Good people,
today I am sending you a sporting Greetings from southern Germany, my home.
here to Heidelberg around is already really warm (25 degrees, morning at 10 clock) and I will, as I unfortunately Mathes can not accompany her to Lanzarote for the second training camp, the whole next week to train exclusively. There is also good views from the familiar environment (including the ever- same dyke tours to come). Plus, I am of course thrilled to once again spend time with my parents.
The Odenwald including a variety of great tours (eg the Königstuhl Round , 122 kilometers with 1280 meters, is located on the doorstep and the beautiful Neckar shore invites you to wonderful Jogging . And, as I have in my run last night already figured out, is the great swimming pool (50 meter pool, and no interfering buoys in it) my hometown Ladenburg open since yesterday. If this is not a sign! Good that I have taken my Neo .
My last week was due to job unfortunately not quite as training intensively .
Here are the Weekly Overview:
Monday: Swim 2600 meters
Monday: 55 minutes of running, 12 kilometers
Tuesday: 1:06 hour running, 13 kilometers
Wednesday: nix
Thursday: nix
Friday: Swim 2600 meters, intervals
Friday: 2:10 skiing, 26 kilometers
Saturday: 1:00 hours skiing, 12 kilometers
Sunday: 3:50 hours wheel, 109 km
Total: 11 hours
Until next week! Pa 'a, Martin "
So now the Martin report. And as Volker has indeed now brought his project behind them, I'm already in the series with the reports.
after a downright Cheap week in the seven days before last when I was training just 6.5 hours, I started a Monday same time not with a planned long run. Why? Well, Mallorca-Dorian was on a flying visit, and since all other work in permanent positions and, hence, of 9 to 5, or up to 6 and 7, I had to hold out for a Läufchen. And Dorian is very fit in perfectly.
Sure, on first sight was all going very loose. But then that was always en bit faster, so we were always on the road with 4:35 or 4:40 minutes per kilometer. Folks, I was glad we were at halftime even agreed with lung-Norman, and we had to wait on him for fifteen minutes until the end of work. This break, I felt I had earned not only, but sorely needed.
When Norman first then it was, it went further in the same pace. And I had pretty . Buck up Somehow I felt that day not so great. And Norman's offer to take us by car from the city to my home, I had rather assumed as Dorian just "beep", and much less able to say "no thanks".
far, so good. However, I was right back on the following Tuesday agreed with the man from the island, this time for cycling. I had told you during Mallorca's training camp, how much Dorian on the wheel? Boy oh boy. And then even the wind in the four-store. If I had not been so flat, I would have smiled now and then, when I again realized how my training partners from time to time one or two passages omitted, because he realized he already drove half a length in front of me.
Dorian on Norman's wheel looks good, right?
But still, the unit has made a lot of fun. Incidentally, I also found it quite amazing how easy the colleague in training, or may be in dealing with material. Because even if the photo looks as if he were cast into the wheel, it was not his. Norman had lent him his box, also helmet, shoes and what I know. But it all came together, like Dorian replied to repeated questions from me down. And only when we arrived back after 3:40 hours with me in the apartment, said He made a gesture toward the ground: "Ahh, finally out of the too small shoes." Hats off for so much discipline.
Oh, at this point I must apologize to Norman. Located on your helmet chin strap, the small suture was opened, which attaches the long and unnecessary tape behind the closure, which I am to blame. But Dorian has such a high head, that he is saving lives not first wanted to put on headgear. And he also said that he would be unable to open the seam. But since I topless, at least in cycling, can not suffer, I devoted myself to the cause. Sorry.
Juut, two days with Dorian - what can I say. Despite all the good humor that spread Rainer, Dirk Norman and can, on Wednesday it did not arrive with me really. I was glad when I was back by 2:20 at home. Phew.
On Thursday I was therefore attracted to the big times right brake. Closed! Partly because I have something to do much else, partly because I had no easy buck. Such days - and I remember my conversation with Matt from Osnabrück - must be dependent. And I know the feeling that one then has a little guilty. But this bad conscience can be now and then just a bad adviser, as the interior of a bitch.
On Friday, I will - once again - Went to the swimming pool. I almost walked to the shower back in the locker room. Again, no joy! But at this point I could then say it again. If I somehow scraped together during the 3000 meters was not really the case.
the afternoon, Martin saw that it was a conciliatory practice day yet. As so often he passed our house, and especially the kitchen for an apple juice break during his cross. I just decided to jump on the train. Six miles would have to be to create yet somehow, I thought. Well, somehow the creating accessible. But not necessarily when his Martin Langen Running makes. The skin-out, there are perhaps a tempo - old Swede!
was the five kilometers to Teufelsbrück I in race mode. And so I do not mean the race pace, which I intend to run in the Ironman. No, that was "All done!" And while I Martin Teufelsbrück sent another 200 meters (this authority, it allows me), I turned to fix, and trotted ever in peace again about to home. Splendid, like a five quiet minutes can save lives.
And seriously, Martins mileage is very impressive. I almost I ask, and we'll talk more together then yes, why this marathon is not gone in three hours. Although, we know, stomach cramps - and some things you can definitely control is limited. In any case, the guy runs like the wind. And I swear I was not just slow. Well, that age. Full stop.
went on Saturday with me not much. Anna, my godson, "trumpet-Mathias, Julia, Denis and I were on Friday night came under the wheels of powerful, so I was again glad that this time Björn anmorste me, and inquired about a practice round. "Sure," I said, "but not at eleven, - is one half okay"
Beautiful round with Antje and Bjorn by Vierlanden
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And so went along with Antje as a cozy lap. I am with my new bike Wow! I almost called it any oncoming cyclists at the Helm "I have a new Raaad, I have a new Raaad!"
way, I've already told you that the wheel like a twist of fate has come to me? No? Well, it is clear. What brand? Basso! Right. And when I work with my Mac, and as in iCal add an appointment reminder, it means the alarm tone, eh? Jo Basso! If I have noticed only recently. But mistaken, is not it? And what is the wheel model? Well, what the Mathes likes to drink when he is away in town? Yep, Astra! BASSO-ASTRA - mistaken, you know.
So, and now that we have clarified that this Sunday is still missing my lap, when my Basso has become, unfortunately, wet (but I have long since been re-cleaned, of course!). Anna wanted to accompany me, but, although she finds her new bike great, it went with her today as usual. Frankly, it was not at all. And she turned around again after 25 kilometers. Hm, I was again alone. After some small war of words with myself (you know: angel's right shoulder, devil on the left), I took my then do, however, to take the Challenge Pa'a addressed.
Bjorn Stop Clock by Pa'a Challenge. Wow.
These Björn had during the week, for all those who do not follow the comments down to 39:56 minutes (Martin had gone 40:40 minutes). Björn was driven from the south, which is entirely legitimate. But I would like to take this opportunity to once again my hat off Maik, who has propped up for 55 minutes with a backpack and after strenuous working against the wind. Honestly, that's a clean performance. I've always said: The longer the more painful!
Not a bad cut. But - the time is more important!
Anyway, the boys had provided powerful, and I wondered whether I should try it now time to drool. Just before the roundabout (to be driving through the territory of the wind) I was come with all stakeholders (angels, devils, inner bitch, fighting spirit, reason, shares and so on) to an agreement: Yes!
I was quite sure that the wind would not totally be my friend, but honestly I was not care. Here now needed a full-bottle unit, which is good for the overall development process. So purely in the quarter-circle, thick sheet on it, stood up on the pedals, 30, 35, 38, bus stop sign, sat down and down we went.
Hm, 38, 37 oh dear, but then suddenly 39, 40, want, 42, 43, ouch thighs, whatever, 44, more ouch, 43, 40, 37, 36 Just stay calm, very quiet. That's a long haul, all in good time. And then one day I noticed that the wind will be in the long run my friend. Why I noticed it? Because the man in the police car so funny to me looked over. But I had no 50 on it, not really.
photo is from Saturday
Suddenly rain! "Nope clear," I thought, now I'm already 10 or 12 minutes in good tread and now I want to mess up all the sky? And keep quiet again. Who says that you can not drive fast in the rain? No one. At least I do not. It may in fact, I know the latest as of today.
between I was not sure. "Stay Stay calm, Mathias, quietly." My mantra is always repeating, hinsagend before me, I thought a minute, I could step up a gear harder, but sometimes that is just right. Who knows. Real opponents were not present, and for the fight against the clock had to reach it that way. I knew I would be much faster than my last 44-minute test, because I was up to the mid- had correctly route Dollen headwind. Then the sign "Spade country," - hold out just a few minutes! On the right side of the picnic area, then the volunteer fire department. Another long straight. Left the target sign "Local flood control area," made it.
My new, incorruptible GPS device tells me that the track is 26.8 km long. And what do they say? 42.62 hours kilometer for the distance above the average. But, and this is all without a GPS unit much more important (for tachometer also like to go so fast or too slow), the stopwatch told me what I had secretly hoped - the entire 26.8 km long, on each long straight in each curve, and even after the W-bus, which had me slowed down by 40 in the state, was finally gone: 37:45 minutes.
And here's my week:
Monday: 2:01 hours running, about 25 kilometers
Tuesday: 3:38 hours of cycling, 112 km
Wednesday: Free: 2:20 hours running, about 27 km
Thursday aiaiaiaii
-Friday: 3000 meter swim
Friday: 55 minutes of running, 10 kilometers
Saturday: 2:45 hours cycling, 78 km
Sunday: 2:32 hours of cycling, 76 km
makes the total: 15 : 15 hours.
course, with a photo on greater-click
Juut, from tomorrow it will be somewhat less. I need for four days or five, according to research by professional NRW something. Of course, I grab an all, Basso, running shoes, but who knows what happens. The swim will definitely come back to shortly, that's for sure. But yes nothing helps, you must earn what indeed to be able to practice this beautiful sport.
I am happy for the time being to the next message from Maik, and of course I'm also curious when the first takes up with a disc wheel for Pa'a-Challenge - or in storm- and severe weather warning. Please do not!
We listen next week. Sincerely, Your mathias
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