Serious training, for any sport, isn’t easy – with a day job, wife, kids, house and a recovery program it’s hectic. It is not impossible though.
My day job is in construction, I run small commercial carpentry company so, contrary to what popular opinion might suggest, I put in a lot of hours. In addition, my wife and kids need time too. Add to that a program to keep me out of the jug, and it gets busy.
My hours, while extensive, are flexible. I choose to put most of them in early in the morning. I’m up between 3 and 4:30 am and at my office between 5 and 6. On most days I can be home between 3:30 and 4:30 in the afternoon. My usual ride during the week is between 14 and 16 miles depending on the route I take and I can complete them in 40-50 minutes so I’m done between 4:30 and 5:30. There’s plenty of time left to cook some dinner (if we’re grilling) and spend some time with the wife and kids. If rain is expected in the afternoon I’ll ride at 6 or 6:30 in the morning and head in to the office a little later. I’ll take a day off on riding on Wednesday or Friday depending on how the legs feel. On Thursday, after my ride, I meet a friend before a meeting and we run a 5k. After the meeting we all go out to dinner at a local Mexican joint down the road… So figure 4 days at 15 miles (average) plus a 5k, I’m at 63 miles on Friday evening. On Saturday, my big training day, I ride down to my running club meeting place, about 12-1/2 miles, run 7-10 miles, swim for ten or fifteen minutes, eat a light lunch, and ride back to my place. That’s another 32-35 miles. On Sunday I take a nice easy 14-20 mile ride to loosen up the muscles… That’s 109 miles at the low end in six days.
Now, being the boss has it’s advantages – and it’s disadvantages. Like any recovering person, my priorities require that I put my mileage somewhere around fifth behind God, my recovery, my wife and kids, my job and my guys’ (and their families). I have to maintain the attitude that while training is important to how I ultimately feel and perform in all of my other responsibilities, I can’t put my miles first. I don’t always make my hundred – it just is what it is, after all, Daddy’s gotta buy running shoes to run.
It’s probably safe to say there won’t be too many slackers that read this, but let’s do away with a few myths next…