Nope. I've been training. Actually, I've been on my bike.
To be fair, I've also been adjusting to a new job, volunteering at church, trying to be a half-way decent daughter/sister/girl-friend/friend, and plenty of little projects sprinkled here and there.
But mostly, I've been training.
I've been hesitant to write any updates about training. I've found that Ironman training is way more of an emotional journey than I expected. Not in a "I cry every work-out" type of emotional, but there are definite highs and lows. Good workouts are great. I feel somewhat confident and strong. The bad workouts are so so hard though.
The past two long rides have been a 74 mile ride and this past Saturday, an 80 mile ride. To be fair, both have been personal distance rides (I rode 56 miles three times in my life - in the three Half-Ironman races I've done). The 74 wasn't horrible, but MAN I struggled on the 80 miler!
So instead of writing an "I love Ironman training!" followed by an "I'm going to DIE on May 17th!" post (because that's about the length of the blog post for my blogging time allotment), I've been MIA.
Because bullets are pretty much the best thing ever, I'll update you on my training/life quickly:
- Running is non-existent. Knee is still killing me and thus, no running. Ran the Rodeo Run 10k two weeks ago and aggravated something. Who needs to train for a marathon, right?
- Spin classes on Tues/Thurs. has been my go-to morning workout. My friend teaches and its just the accountability I need to get my butt out of bed.
- Weekends are now taken over by training. I try to keep Sunday shorter for church, but it takes a long time to ride 80 miles. My days disappear quickly.
- Along the same lines, I'm one tired gal after these massive workouts. I'm going to brag for just a second - I have a very, VERY kind and understanding boyfriend. It is so incredibly awesome to have a support system through friends and family. I couldn't do it without them and their willingness to be okay with me not able to move on Saturday nights, or falling asleep at 9pm.
- May 17th is coming up super quick. I still can't think about it without going a little crazy. I'm confident the sacrifices and training will be worth it and it blows my mind that this dream will become a reality in a few short weeks.
So - yes. Training is still happening. I'm taking it one day at a time and trying to enjoy the journey as much as possible. So let the journey continue!