I’ve missed you.
Honest to gawd this is the longest break I’ve ever taken from blogging in the history of my life. I’d love to tell you I won the lottery… or that NASCAR called and offered me a driving contract … but neither of those things happened. (Damn it.) The real deal is that in addition to work and painting the INSIDE of the windows on my house, (which is a thankless, terrible, why did I bother with college type of chore), my attitude about all things training has been scraping the bottom of a bottomless crapper.
(Hey, I’ve never lied to you and I won’t start now. So when I say crapper, I mean craaaaaahhhpper.)
Anyhoo… last Tuesday I finally reached my breaking point. It was 8:30 a.m. I was sitting at my desk putting the final touches on a client project when I felt a massive, “Oh f*!” disturbance in my internal force. (Kind of like a ‘knew it was coming no way to prevent it’ type of meltdown.)
In that moment… I had a choice. Either I could stand by as self went to war with self…
… or I could grab my 2 ft. x 2 ft. bright blue Post-it notes, a collection of mismatched markers, 12 sheets of stickers and get my BFF on the line to rework my life plan.
(I chose the life plan.)
Several things came out of that ‘get BK back on the rails’ soul-saving session:
- I now have a countdown to 70.3 calendar hanging in my office. I perform a secret-secret [outlandish] ritual every time I put an X over another day.
- I broke up with vodka. (Gasp!) Don’t kid yourself… I’m only courting Chardonnay through the end of this training cycle.
- I’ve gone should-free. (Not sugar… should.) Which means no more “I should’s” through the end of this year.
Anyhoo… I didn’t pick up the proverbial pen to tell you it’s been the sh*ts ‘round here. After all, who wants to read that? Nope… I sat down to write because after almost a month of silence, I realized I finally had something to say.
Here’s a 20 second recap of what’s been new + good + ridiculous ‘round here:
- For starters, I’m out of the air fracture boot. (The pic up top is just for grins.) I’ve been released to swim + bike and have my sights set on running in 2-3 weeks. (Psst… If you want the ‘how to’ guide for salvaging your endurance during recovery, send me a note here.)
- I did my second sprint tri last weekend and LOVED it. I shaved one minute off my swim time (18:01), averaged 1 MPH faster on the bike and clocked the slowest 5k of my adult life. (I had to walk it – talk about humbling.)
- I learned three major lessons during that tri – 1) I need to eat immediately following the swim 2) Don’t rely on your husband to pack your water bottles and 3) No matter who you are, you stink like rancid eggs when you get out of the water.
- You may not know this but they write your age, (in permanent marker), on the back of your calf before every event. After I crossed the finish line, I noticed a super cute dude walking in front of me on his way back to transition. A quick peek at HIS leg let me know I was 10 years his senior. (Gawd almighty when did I get that old?)
- The UBE (upper body bike) is worthless. In the last month I spent 4 hours on that no go geriatric piece of nonsense and only burned 12 calories.
- I’m the unfortunate new owner of an aquajogger, a light blue foam belt that lets you run underwater. Let me tell you how cool you feel when you’re running down your lane at a whopping 6 meters per minute and you glance over and see a 5 year old kicking your a**.
- Hub’s tested a theory during a recent open water swim… if you fart in your wet suit in lingers. (You’re welcome.)
- Sunday I bagged my first 1.2 mile open water swim. I’m not ashamed to tell you I cried + felt like a warrior.
So what’s next? Well, I’m staring down my first Olympic distance triathlon on Sunday. (1500 meter swim, 24.8 mile ride and a 6.2 mile run.) And although I’ll be mostly walking the 10k, my sincere hope is that it’s a BIG confidence booster as I round the corner on my final 6 weeks of training.
Today, this quote by Dan Green sums up how I feel perfectly:
“Regardless of what came before or of what has yet to come, what matters most right now is how I choose to respond to the challenge before me. Will I lie down or will I fight? The choice is mine and I choose to finish strong.”
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P.S.S. Earlier this week I got to hang with two of the women in my Inner Circle of Sole (Rosemary and Suzanne) – we had a blast. Talk about balm for my beat up soul – thanks sisters, spending time with you was just what I needed.