Chronicles of my insanity

Friday, March 4, 2011

Oh Yeah, I forgot

Me and my blues!
I must admit that the first few weeks of training have been hard -- mostly hard to motivate myself, hard to get excited.  The cold and phlegm situation has not helped.

Last week, the swim was okay, and the ride was lovely but left me feeling discouraged and tired.  This week, I trudged through a hard track work out of what seemed like continuous and never ending intervals/wheezing.  Then went to spin class the next day.  I was bitter and angry and unhappy the whole of the two days.  And the following day woke up with every single muscle aching and sore, and I was still bitter and angry. And this got me even more discouraged.  Clearly not feeling the love.

But then I forced myself to go on a run today, even though my cold seemed to have taken a slight relapse.  Again with the bitter and angry for the first few minutes.  But once I got out there and got into my running head space, I found myself enjoying running the up the hill -- pushing myself, breathing hard, feeling my muscles aches from the last week of training, and feeling . . could it be. . satisfied?  Then, it hit me, obvious as it is -- training is hard.  It's supposed to be hard.  Otherwise, everyone would be doing triathlons.  Hard is part of the point.  Somehow I had forgotten that.  Maybe I've been all high and mighty thinking that since I had done a half-ironman last year and a marathon, this should not be hard.  Not sure why that seeped into my psyche.
Me and Speedster

So I've got my attitude adjustment in place, I think. Can't promise angry and bitter aren't going to come back.  But being okay with the pain and suffering.  That's back and I hope it's hear to stay for a while.

But you know what will help keep the bitter and angry at bay?  Help me reach my fundraising goal for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society!  :-)

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