T–12 d: Meetings, Mileage & Marginal Recovery

Let’s not sugarcoat it: the last few weeks were a lot.

On paper, March to today looks glorious – at least for my standards:

Swimming time: +1,769% vs last year
Cycling time: +46%
Running time: +339%
Total training time: 103 hours — +107%

Over double the load compared to the same period in 2024. Take that, past self.

But life — unlike Strava — doesn’t plot a tidy CTL curve. It throws in promotions, training weeks, late-night meetings, and the occasional ego-flatterring 5k race.


The Fastest Boss and the Late-Night Lanes

Let’s rewind a bit. I have been quiet. But not idle.

Since the last blog post, I juggled:

  • A full Worldwide Application Engineer Training Week, which I hosted. That meant early mornings, late nights, and all the social stamina of a triathlon… in business attire.
  • A promotion to lead the Sensor team in R&D — a role I’m excited about, proud of, and slightly overwhelmed by. It’s been a rollercoaster. Not because things are going badly — but because they’re accelerating. Fast.

At the same time, I tried to keep my training going without dropping the ball (or my immune system). Swimming sessions crept later and later into the evening. Zone 2 rides happened between back-to-back strategy calls. And on weekends? Long bricks and alpine test rides.

Somehow, I even squeezed in a technique swim workshop, a couple of ~4k swim sessions, and a 236 km ride that may or may not have been driven by equal parts curiosity and caffeine.


The Business Run That Got Personal

Last Thursday, I entered the Liechtenstein Business Run.

My quads were still recovering from back-to-back sessions, my head was in five places at once, and I forgot to warm up properly.

Result:
17:25.7 for 4.76 km (3:40 min/km – quite ok if you focus training for a long-distance triathlon), missed the podium (4th place) … but crowned Fastest Boss.

Small wins.


The Data Doesn’t Lie. But My Legs Might.

Seeing the progress graphs — and how far I’ve come compared to last year — does give me a quiet sense of pride.

  • 2024? Constantly interrupted by sickness and fatigue.
  • 2025? Way more consistent, way more robust, way more volume.

But there’s a flip side: I’m tired.

The last four weeks have been a firehose of professional and athletic intensity. And while everything looks fantastic in terms of hours, meters, and watts, I know I’m approaching the limit. The Suunto gently warns me, HRV metrics look flat, and my motivation to jump into a cold pool has begun to require Olympic-level discipline.


The Plan for the Final 12 Days

Now it’s time to back off just enough to absorb all the work.

  • Prioritize recovery, not heroics.
  • Dial back the intensity, keep the engine warm.
  • Trust that the volume is in the bank.
  • And maybe… go back to sleeping more than five hours a night.

It’s tempting to do one last big effort. One more test. One more simulation. But honestly, I already gave it everything I had.


And With That…

Twelve days out from SWISSMAN. The fittest I’ve been in years — maybe ever. A bit tired, yes, but not broken.

It’s been a wild ride: altitude gains, neoprene negotiations, and departmental restructures. And yet, here I am — still upright, still curious, still moving.

And none of it would be possible without my family.

They’re the quiet force behind this whole adventure — picking up the slack when I vanish on long rides, cheering me on when doubts creep in, and tolerating wet neoprene in the bathroom without launching a household uprising. Their support is steady, patient, and mostly invisible on Strava — but absolutely essential. This isn’t a solo mission. It’s a family-powered expedition, with one slightly obsessed endurance nerd out front.

Let’s finish what we started.

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