Ever have a time when you just are not feeling it? I am happy to work out, and I look forward to it. I manage to get in about 5 workouts a week right now plus plenty of walking while pushing a stroller.
I know I should find a race to train for, because I'm so goal oriented--I'm just not feeling it.
I don't want to get on my bike right now, because I'm pretty spooked about riding.
I don't want to train for a running race. Since the babies, my hips have needed more work from my chiropractor, and I just don't have the time. Plus, I tried to train for a marathon, and failed.
I don't want to swim because the pool I have access to is about to close for the season.
So what should I do?
George and I made 4 week goals for ourselves 3 weeks ago. The only thing I could come up with was to track my food. To be honest, it has made a difference, which I knew it would. I am more mindful about my eating if I know I have to write it down.
I just don't really want to race right now, which is strange for me.
Maybe I need to find a whole different thing to train for, or maybe I need to lower my expectations and just train for a 5k or something.
This was pretty much just a blog for me to try to work out why I'm not feeling inspired, and to try to find something exciting again.
Monday, August 31, 2015
Wednesday, August 26, 2015
How not to prepare for your first triathlon in a few years.
So, I spent about six weeks preparing for the Chattanooga Waterfront Triathlon. In the last week, George got run over by a truck while on his bike.
So, that's the real lesson of my "how not to prepare." Don't let your husband get run over by a truck!
He was in a great deal of pain, so there was no way for him to help. We were so lucky, because we had friends who were willing to take care of the boys so that I could race. They all had a blast!
My race ended up going really well. The whole week leading in had been so stressful, that I just enjoyed the time to focus on myself and my race.
I didn't wear a watch or anything, so I didn't know that I was really close to breaking three hours. Had I worn a watch, I probably would have pushed a little bit more in the end!
So, that's the real lesson of my "how not to prepare." Don't let your husband get run over by a truck!
He was in a great deal of pain, so there was no way for him to help. We were so lucky, because we had friends who were willing to take care of the boys so that I could race. They all had a blast!
My race ended up going really well. The whole week leading in had been so stressful, that I just enjoyed the time to focus on myself and my race.
I didn't wear a watch or anything, so I didn't know that I was really close to breaking three hours. Had I worn a watch, I probably would have pushed a little bit more in the end!
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