Recovery Part Deux...

...and I'm not even French. Whatever the heck that means.

My first couple of runs after IM CDA felt great. I was cruising back to my usual pace at Rancho and I was able to get to the top of Rogue in my fastest time all season.

The first time back in the pool felt great. I did a nice long workout and felt very smooth and fast - at least for me.

Then this week hit - I've done a couple of runs at Rancho that have probably been my slowest all year. I swam at Fremont today at lunch (missed the LA traffic in the morning with Kristin) and felt very sluggish.

Not sure what's going on - either the 75 mile bike I did with the team last weekend in the heat or the gallon of ice cream I've managed to consume in the last 10 days have contributed to my slowing down.

Or perhaps it's a combination of the two.

Time to return to the red wine diet.

That's where I whine about my weight while still drinking at least two bottles of good red wine each weekend. And at least one during the week.

Ahhh... - that's where the French comes into play - the French Paradox. If it works for Zidane it's good enough for me.