Because every blog needs pics, our late May vacation to D.C.
George Washington. I point to him cause he's the man. Or was anyway.
It's summer time, it's nice outside and some days I want to be active but I feel like I'm married to my training schedule. Like it's work. Yes, training for an Ironman is a complex labor of love but lately I've just been resenting it. I'm putting in all the hours and doing everything I'm supposed to like clockwork but when I'm in the water, sometimes all I can think about is that I wish I were paddle boarding instead of swimming freestyle around some boat buoys in a lake. When I'm out on my bike I wish that I could take my kids along or take my boys riding Cyclocross. They're old enough now where they can come along and they can have bikes like mine. Yesterday when I left for my long ride, the boys were out in the yard seeing me off and the last words out of their mouths were "hurry back so we can play frisbee". For 30 miles, all I wanted to do was play frisbee in the yard. So, I broke my bike up into segments yesterday. Not ideal but they all went really well so all signs point to me being where I need to be. I had a 10 mile run on Saturday morning, was the fastest 10 I've run in a long time. Had a 3000 yard swim that afternoon. Felt easy.
My swim angel Andrea who helps me learn to love the big green monster we swim in.
Then, to make matters worse, when I went for my first open swim practice of the year 2 weeks ago, it was a disaster. I AM, the person who hates looking down into the abyss. I do it, but I don't like it. When I say I don't like it, I mean, it can take me 5 - 10 minutes to decide that I'm going to actually swim. Once I start swimming, I'm fine but getting started is a real operation. Now, once I get swimming, I'll swim all afternoon but I have a real hang up getting started. Do I need a swim psychologist? Probably. Can I afford one? Nope. So, until then, I'll continue to be a pansy in the water. It pisses me off that I can be fast in the pool yet slow in open water. I'm not afraid of drowning, I'm not afraid of sea monsters. Your guess is as good as mine.
So, in a nutshell, I'm currently Ironman fit but am hating / "meh" about training. What I want is to take a six pack of Bud Light out onto a paddle board and listen to some tunes while watching the day go by. Maybe I'll snap out of it, maybe I won't. Worst part is that I don't care either way. Sad right?
My last long ride, 2 weeks ago. It's odd to ride so many miles from home and then realize, I have to ride all the way back! Can you tell I love my bike? The best choice I've made this year was to stick with my road bike and ditch the tri bike.
Next Saturday I have a century ride that goes around the back roads of KY. I'm super excited about it. It's something I've been looking forward to all year. Something I actually WANT to do.
Have you ever just went all negative on your training??