Ever since the day I even thought about signing up for Ironman 70.3 Augusta, I knew it would be a long and hard road. Hence the #LongRoadToAugusta on all social media. But it was almost 10 months to the day that I signed up. I knew I would stumble, I knew I would have my firsts, I knew I would break down some days, I knew I would come out tougher some days, I knew I would love it all,…
I call this past week my roller-coaster week. Up and down and down and up! Physically and emotionally. There was no saying when I’d be on my up and then I’d be on the down. And I was totally bewildered by my apparent inability to control my emotions. I am a 1 or 0 kind of person, but for the most part I’ve learnt to even things out and this took me by surprise. It was quite a while after when…
All through these past months, I’ve been plugging away at the training plan, focusing on getting the workouts in and trying to learn from each workout. And at the end of almost every single week, I’ve carried over my nervousness over tackling something huge like a 70.3 Half Ironman. How is someone who does not know how to bike, who is a pathetic swimmer and who is an incredibly slow runner to get to cover 70.3 miles in 8.5hours?? Each…
I was supposed to sign up for the Blalock Lakes Sprint Triathlon and … I procrastinated and it sold out! Luckily, I was able to get on the waiting list – I had to come prepared to race, but was not guaranteed a number until 7:30am on race day. That just added an extra element to my usual race day nerves. No issues, after a point, all nerves jumble into one big mass and they fight it out amongst themselves. …
A lot about this weekend was facing fears. And the Loch Ness Monster. I spent wasted a LOT of time thinking about it. And then thinking about it again. I was going to meet a group on Mother’s Day sunday for some open water swimming. And in that group were very experienced triathletes and coaches. So ideally, a perfect setting for a first OWS of the season. Except, I was panicking just thinking about it. I was actually panicking about…
I usually do a training recap on Monday and today it is slightly different. It is the tale of my bike. And me. And our relationship. And how I learnt how to change a bike wheel. When I first met her (the minions call her “Black Beauty”), I was smitten. We’ve been together for a year and a half on an easy ride – platform pedals, and saddle closer to ground without a proper fit. This year, we decided to…
6 months. 6 MONTHS. JUST 6 Months to Augusta 70.3. It seemed like just yesterday that I signed up and I had almost 10 months to get ready. Now it is down to 6 months. I could look back at this week’s training and as a worry-wort, wonder how I am to ever accomplish this huge goal. Or I could look at the steps I’m taking and continue to take the steps and try to have a *tiny* bit of patience. …