Notes
The plan was a 3k time trial with Drew pacing me through the mile under 5. Instead I dropped out at 1mile feeling my old sour-stomach/heavy-breathing/legs-out-of-oxygen-despite-early-effort feeling. I haven't had a ruined race like this or maybe even a ruined workout since 2019, surprising since I still fear it before most hard efforts.
I guess the good news is that I know I didn't treat myself great for this TT. I consumed a lot of things in the past couple days that I consider could be issues: meat, dairy, loads of sugar, nuun. None of it was planned but just arose when Naomi suggested ice cream or my mom made brownies when I stopped by yesterday. So at least I have something to blame it on and will continue to hope this isn't more mental than physical.