June 2012

So June was a relatively quiet month by recent standards — 7 activities in total, just shy of four hours of moving, spread across swimming, cycling and running. The headline, though, was the Escape from Alcatraz, which accounts for a good chunk of those numbers and is frankly the kind of event that makes the rest of the training calendar feel a bit pedestrian by comparison. The swim clocked in at 4km across two sessions, the single ride covered 28.6km with 564 metres of elevation (my legs were very much aware of that), and four runs added up to 18.4km at a pace that can charitably be described as considered. So not a monster month, but a purposeful one — or at least that's what I'm telling myself.

Compared to May, the drop-off is pretty stark — 624 minutes down to 241, 11 activities down to 7, and a run pace that slipped from 5:49 to 6:38 per kilometre, which tells its own story. May had been a proper build, with 148km on the bike and 37km of running, 21 personal records, and what I can only assume was a version of me who had considerably more free time and motivation. So June was always going to look a little thin in comparison, particularly with a target event done and dusted and that familiar post-race inertia setting in. The question now is whether July sees a return to something resembling consistency, or whether summer finds new and creative ways to get in the way.

Summary generated by Claude