Strength in Pain
It has been four weeks since IMTX. Plenty of time to recover, right? YES!!! I did my first run two weeks ago and loved it! I didn't feel like a 41 year old that just raced for 14.5 hours a few weeks earlier. I was excited. I thought " HELL YES! I AM BACK!". Then.....crickets..... I have done some rides and some runs but my heart isn't in it. Here it is... all my tri brothers and sisters know what I am going to say... Post Ironman Blues.
I thought that by signing up for two IM's this year I would kick that dreaded post IM bullshit square in the teeth with my steel toed boots. Man was I wrong. So.... on my run Weds after work I decided to do a variation on my coaches workout. Fartleks. Instead of rollers I would run as hard as I could up to Lowell Observatory from Upper Lake Mary parking lot and I would take it easy on the way back.
This gave me time to think. As I was huffing and puffing my way up my mind started to drift (shocker I know...oh..SHINY THINGS!). But I was trying to figure out why I was in such a slump. I had a kick ass 10 days off for Texas, had a crazy two weeks with bachelor/ bachelorette party and an amazing friends wedding. Then it hit me.I would have to somewhat give up all that fun in order to train the way I need to to PR at IMAZ. Maybe I am scared. Maybe I am not ready to stop having as much fun (outside of training).
This isn't like any other race training. It is time consuming. Add that to a full time job and a commute and it doesn't leave much time for anything else. Getting up at 0300-0400 and going to bed before the sun sets can really cramp ones social life. So why do I do it? Then I hit the top of the hill 28 minutes later. Lungs burning, lips dry, legs cramping, HR in Z5 and a stitch in my side. That is why! PAIN!! I love the feeling of pain. Not a broken leg kind of pain but the pain that says "F**K YA! I DID THAT".
So here I am, the night before a weekend of chasing other peoples asses. Michael will kill me tomorrow and Mary and Dan will finish me off on Sunday. I want this. I NEED this. I am so lucky to have such great friends here in AZ. They get it. I can still have fun just not rock star fun until the day after IMAZ.... When, once again, post Ironman blues will set in and I will I have to remind myself....... There is strength in pain. Go get it AGAIN!
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