Well yesterday was
"officially" kick off for 20 week programme. Starting on the path to finishing the Cairns
70.3 Ironman in June 2014. I'm not sure
yet, whether to smile and jump around like a Mexican bean with happiness. Or find a corner and assume the foetal
position, whilst rocking in said corner.
The jury is out. Like my level of
mid life crisis sanity, at the moment. Then
again, hey, you gotta be in it to win it.
So, yesterday, day
one. I woke up and said;
"motivation, motivation where for art thou motivation." It was left back in the calm of the weekend,
with giggles and laughter. Finally, got
to the pool, pushed off from the edge and through my head was running; buggar
me, it's all started now. Then I
discovered I've actually taken off 14sec of my 50m laps from 12 months ago. I'm still no fish and I really would prefer
to do it all breaststroke but I'm getting there. Woot
woo. Thanks to coach la frog :).
The night finished
off with my grandma shuffle with team mates at the Esplanade. Little thing called 1km and 2km time
trials. With 1km recoveries. Isn't that nice to have a wee breather in-between
all that goodness of running. Then I thought, hey 18 months ago I couldn't jog
a 1km, now I'm doing 2km with help of teamies.
Another big, Woot woo.
When I got home I
had the same feeling as the Jamaica Bobsled team of Cool Runnings; "I am feeling very Olympic today". :)
Even though everyone passed me. I
didn't care because I remembered, hey before I couldn't do this and look what I'm
doing now.
Today's adventure however;
was 30km on the bike. I'm a total
newcomer to the bike. I just got it at
the end of last year, and well if I had of ridden over the festive season. I
reckon it would be a close call with the man in blue. (The sacrifices you choose to make :).) Anyways, today's task is done. Not pretty. No "Olympic" feeling, jelly legs,
speed wobbles trying to get water bottle because so bleeding hot, nearly fell
over in my street trying to unclip...blah blah blah (ramblings of old duck
continue). You may have gathered; not my favourite part
of training, yet, but will get there. I
may need to remind my legs of that tomorrow too, when I can't walk and have to
hit the bike again. :{
In a nut shell,
though I think the really important thing and Coach M tells us ALL the
time. Take it day by day. Don't forget to look back and see how far
you've come. Sometimes I think we are
all guilty of not being fulfilled of what achievements have crossed our paths,
in life, family, job, training. We are too
busy trying to get to the end, instead of enjoying the ride. Well, what a ride this one is going to be, is
all I'm saying. I might even beat Big Dog (Newcastle thing) to bed
tonight, the eyes very heavy and body just wants to be horizontal. Ha ha.
Safe riding
Cheers
Shell
