What day is it? Oh yeah, Friday.
So, let’s back up. I got to Tokyo on Wednesday afternoon, and had a very nice dinner with a customer on Wednesday night. I entertained notions of working out on Thursday morning, but decided to sleep instead. I headed off to the office at 8am, had a bunch of meetings until about 3 in the afternoon.
At 3, I headed off to the airport. I caught a 7 pm flight to LAX. The flight was flawless. Left on time, arrived on time, and the food was good. I even got about 6 hours of sleep. I arrived at 1:30 Thursday afternoon, five and half hours before I left (I am endlessly fascinated by flying east and getting in before I leave). At LAX, I grabbed a rental car and drove 3 hours south to San Diego.
I checked into my hotel and made it to a conference call with about 1 minute to spare. Total travel time from office in Yokohama to Hotel in San Diego… 16 hours.
I went to bed around 9 and slept great. Until 1:00. Then I didn’t sleep any more. Not even a little bit. I didn’t even doze. I was WIDE AWAKE. The time from 1:00 to 5:00 was the longest 4 hours of my life!
At 5, I got up and headed off to Cross Fit Del Mar. They were accommodating as usual. I was rowing by 5:30.
The plan was for an 80 minute L4 as 2 40′ chunks. It all seemed to be going OK until I got about 25 minutes into it. I was doing my usual 168/172/176/180 routine. I was in the middle of the 176 and I shifted up to the 20spm section. It just felt so hard. It took a long time to recover as I came back down to 18 and then 16 spm. Then when I did the 180, my HR started blasting off as I shifted up to 18, and it felt very hard. I stuck to it knowing that I was going finish the forty minutes.
I had some water and decided to just do 168/172/168/172 for the second 40′. But it was tough even rowing at 16 spm. I was just out of energy. I basically just piddled along trying to keep my HR below 155 for 20 minutes and then called it a day.
Oh well. Chalk it up to travel related fatigue, lack of sleep or whatever. I’m still glad I went and rowed.