And by games, I mean training. And by begin, I mean slowly and methodically ramp up.
Today I registered for Ironman 70.3 St George, in Utah. Not long ago, I would have considered that distance a really long way to go. In fact, most sane people consider that distance a really long way to go. Even I in my less confident moments wonder how I could ever swim, bike, and run that distance.
But here I am, working the early-season race into my training plan as a mere stepping stone to the big 1-4-0 (...point-6) in Canada in July. Just a quick 5-6-hour, gel-fueled trip around the red rocks of Utah. NBD, right?
In reality, the 70.3 distance is still daunting. I've spent the last 6 months just maintaining my fitness, maybe even losing some. OK, definitely losing some. But the time off has all been in the spirit of restoring balance to the universe that is my life: my marriage, my family, my work.
That said, I am looking forward to the trip as a quick getaway to clear the mind. I'll be driving down with several other Bend athletes and my coach, and staying at a nice house near the race start. It will give us all time to bond as humans, outside the confines of Strava.
Until St. George in early May, I'll be increasing my training load across the board. I recently reintroduced swimming to my schedule, and am absolutely loving it. Something about the pool feels like home to me, which to certain friends sounds insane, but it's true. It's one of the few places I feel at absolute peace with myself. I'm sure everyone out there has a place like that; for me, it's Juniper Swim and Fitness Center (LOL).
Alas, as a triathlete, I can't just swim 24-7. I must also work on my weakest sport—running. In April, I am hoping to join Bill for the 41st Annual Race to Robie Creek: a crazy, mostly uphill half marathon in Boise that Bill has run with friends a dozen times in the past 15 years. Registration sells out almost immediately, so I am looking forward to seeing what all the fuss about in a few months.
Outside of our athletic endeavors (yes, we do other stuff), we are chugging along. Like many couples I know, we're struggling a bit to repair the connection we lost when we had kids. We are incredibly appreciative and proud of the beautiful life we have created together, and are giving 110% to keep it intact. It's been the most difficult year of both of our lives, but we hold onto hope that we will come through it so much stronger than we thought possible. I am the first to admit the timing of my Ironman training could be better, but Bill has voiced his support repeatedly. I suppose if we survive the next 6 months, we can survive anything.
Despite our struggles, the kids are thriving. They are happy, brilliant, talented, beautiful, thoughtful little humans, and we couldn't be more proud. Our kids are our greatest success story.
Stay tuned for my next post on some exciting news from the triathlon world!