Yesterday morning I finished my 13 mile long run with a sense of accomplishment and confidence. I had easily hit the paces my coach had given me, and finally felt recovered from my last race. Theres something nice about feeling that burning in your legs and a mental grind as you dig deep in a workout, but its even better when you anticipate that feeling, but never actually have to experience it. Yesterday was one of those days when you constantly think the wind is at your back, can’t feel the quickness of your stride, and can easily hold a conversation.
Later that day I rollerbladed to the finish of the Ironman (one of the greatest things about Tempe is theres always something exciting going on). As I cheered participants down the final straight away, saw many tear up, and heard the announcer call their name followed by “you are an Ironman” I realized how little I had actually done that morning. It got a group of us questioning if we could complete an Ironman – an astonishing 2.4 mile swim, 112 mile bike, and 26.2 mile run. My answer – today? definitely not. After a LOT of training? Possibly, if I can learn how to swim better. I left feeling incredibly inspired (and I may or may not have also been a little teary-eyed) and with the realization that I am probably more genetically suited for a triathlon than a marathon. For now I think I’ll stick to just running, at least until I can afford a sweet road bike!
“The will to win means nothing without the will to prepare” – Juma Ikangaa