Just another weekend of Ironman training seems to = just another epic sporting achievement
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And so, here we are. It’s day one of the final five weeks. It’s starting to feel real. I am starting to find myself imagining the swim start and the butterflies flutter their wings in my tum. I didn’t feel a thing leading up to the Classic Quarter, nor the Dragon Race, not even the Half Iron until the night before. And yet, here we are, I am five weeks away from the day and already I am feeling the flutters! Big red admirals.
And the dreams have started. Last night I dreamt that two weeks away from the race, I accidentally left my bike in a cafe, and when I remembered, I phoned up the cafe and they said that a man had walked away with it saying it was his. And I woke myself up in tears! I kissed my bike when I saw it nestled comfily in its spot today.
I am feeling strong, fit, happy and just confident enough, with a little handful of fluttery nerves. My wetsuit is arriving tomorrow, I really (really!) hope it fits because I am going to go to the lake this weekend after my mammoth BIG brick session of 80 mile bike and 15 mile run. And when I say after I mean on a different day. Obviously!
When I was getting ready to go out the other day, I realised that I had had no time to paint my nails, they were all chipped. And I have had no money to spend on cute outfits because I have spent all of my money on race tickets, protein powder, energy bars, jelly babies, bike maintenance, petrol to get to races, accommodation to stay in training / race locations, plane flights to get to races, photos of races, lycra shorts, lycra tops, sunglasses, bike bottles, swimming costumes, goggles, neoprene, vaseline, spit spray.. the list goes on.
But you know what I realised? With all this focus on triathlon there is one thing that looks after itself, and that’s me getting to feel pretty good despite my lack of new clothes or nail varnish because I’m in peak fitness. I feel FANTASTIC! Seriously, if you want to lose weight or get a confidence boost, train for an Ironman because you are so busy getting it done that you don’t even notice what’s happening and then you realise that you can’t eat enough to keep the weight on you. Like when in the modern western world does that ever, ever happen?
Which reminds me. I need to pop downstairs for my pre bed snack and get some sleep before getting up for my 6am swim session tomorrow.
Phew. Almost there now. And then it’s summer party time 🙂