Holy cow –
passed the 100 mark! Kinda scary.
Well, I can say
that I’ve successfully stuck to my plank a day challenge. Yep, so far that’s 12
more planks than I did last month. And most of them are short (30-45 seconds
each), but sometimes I do more than one (or do additional core work), and it’s
better than nothing.
Also, I rode my
bike today. I love to ride my bike, but today was humbling. I rode with a group
that I used to ride with a couple years ago and we did a relatively easy route
(about 30 miles with some mild climbing). I used to hang at the front of the
group, but today I hung at the back (by myself) and it was hard. My heart rate
shot up into the 180’s pretty quickly and I was huffing and puffing to climb
some mild “hills.” I’m supposed to keep my heart rate down (like below 150), so
I didn’t do so well in that department. I learned that I definitely need to
choose some flatter routes for right now. But, at least I was back out on my
bike. I think this contributes to my press handstand because I’m building
overall fitness. It all adds up, right?
And it also ties
in because what I secretly keep thinking about in the back of my mind is that
this is sort of a countdown to my ironman. I feel like I’m going from zero to
ironman in less than a year. And that really freaked me out today. As I was
riding, I started thinking to myself, “How in the world am I going to do an
Ironman in August if I can barely survive this easy 30 mile ride!?” And then I
quickly remembered one of my ironman lessons: think about what you are doing
while you are doing it. It does me absolutely no good to freak out about
ironman 10 months from now while I’m on a bike ride today. Instead, I chose to
focus on the moment and remind myself that at least I was back on my bike
(instead of lying in my bed). And this is where I am, this is my starting
point.
I recently read
an article on over training syndrome and I can’t help but think that this has
played a factor in my illness. One thing that the article said was that you have
to have faith. Faith that sometimes not running is better than running (it was
about over-trained ultra runners), and that you will come back stronger another
day. So I choose to have faith: faith that resting and healing for four months
was better than training and racing this season(not that my body gave me much
of a choice on this one-but it seems that that’s part of my lesson here), faith
that I will come back stronger. Faith that this big rest has better trained my
body for something bigger and better down the road. Faith that perhaps ironman training started
back in May when my body began to fail me and decided that it was time to
redirect course. Faith that I will regain my fitness.
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