Insanity button hit...

Emotions of waiting to register...

As I sit here and wait for registration to open for Cairns 70.3 Ironman.  There are all sorts of gobshite floating around in my head.  The number one being, WHAT ARE YOU THINKING?  Then, you are bloody nuts?  Who thinks, swimming 1.9km in Trinity Inlet with the snappy hand bags with 3,000 other people is fun?  Who then thinks riding 90km along one of Australia's great coastlines, is fun?  And then, why not, throw in a half marathon because you weren't having enough fun already?  Nuts right.  Yep.

The onset of midlife crisis has well and truly hit, leaving me doubt whether all my hormones have taken away my ability to make sane decisions. In all the crazy stuff and challengers I've done, this is one way out of the comfort zone.  So why do we make these (at this point) stupid, crazy decisions.  First and foremost I blame it on Coach M.   It is well and truly all her fault for planting the seed and making me believe I can do this.  Then, the crazy people I train with for also, making me believe I can do this.  My amazing husband for all his support; "give it a go Smash". 

Said list, could go on, but do you see the pattern and key ingredient.  Surrounding yourself with people that believe in you, even when you don't.  It gets you to start to "believe anything is possible", and hey why not give this crazy, foolish, idiotic, daft, unwise, outlandish, peculiar, eccentric....ok the thesaurus is running out of words now, thing a go. 

So, while I feel absolutely nauseated at having to press that button for rego.  At the same time;  Wow this is really happening, buggar me, and back to the WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU THINKING, train of thought.  It's a bit like training, a roller coaster.  One minute you have had awesome swim session, run, feeling very "Olympic".  Next swim session you feel like you are drowning doing catch up drills and chicken wings.  I keep coming back to that feeling of crossing the finishing line last year, totally amazing and out of this world of happiness after all the hard work and smile.

Now; tick....tick...tick.....waiting for 11am ....

All done and still feel sick...

BOOOOMMM.. the bell has rang and rego is now complete.  I don't know whether I want to scream from the top of the Pyramid (although that would involve a 1km walk up hill, pass) or dive into the ocean avoiding all stingers and scream there.  As hubby always says; what's done is done, now get on with it.

That is the plan, with a lot, and I mean a lot of help from my crazy coaches, crazy training partners, who most are having same crazy thoughts together right at this time.   

As my hands shake typing this, because it is a nutty real, moment in time.  The ultimate choice to do this was MINE, so here goes I'll leave the final words to Eleanor Roosevelt and let's get this party started. 

"You have to accept whatever comes and the only important thing is that you meet it with courage and with the best that you have to give.
Eleanor Roosevelt"

Happy training crazy ones

Shell xo :)

Lets get the party started crazy ones....whoot woo :)