InnerTeub

Ironman is this weekend. Like, a few days from now. Like…soon.

A friend of mine posted a “Good Luck!” message of sorts on Facebook. My reply is slightly indicative of how I feel about this:

So… yeah.

This is not to say that I feel like because I’ve done an IM I will coast through this one. If anything, I’m more curious/concerned than I was last time. It’s the oddest feeling:  I’m much stronger and a much better athlete than I was two years ago when I attempted Ironman, but my ability to fully dedicate to training wasn’t there. (Some of that is work’s fault, some of that is my fault, but it doesn’t matter why now, does it?)

A few weeks ago I joined my friend Chris in his last long training day. He has followed a much more traditional training plan that has been much more time intensive, and, frankly, he’s been much more dedicated to training than I have been. I was curious to see if I could keep up with him.

The workout was a 2 hour ride, 40 minute run, three times through.

It sucked. But… I mean, not really. I can’t say I felt better than him at the end, but I don’t think I felt worse. So I’m hoping that’s an indicator that the race will go Ok, as long as I’m not a monumental dumbass on race day.

One thing I do know about myself, after five years of endurance racing: My ability to continue moving forward, regardless of the distance and time,  is very strong.

So, if you’re puttering around on Sunday, think of me, hopefully continuing to move forward.