I realized that there are a couple of races in the not so distant future that are on my probably-going-to-do list and if I wanted to actually do these I may just need to do some ‘real’ training. Like now. I swam Monday morning, although I didn't quite make it to Masters, but still did a Marty workout that consisted of 8x200 with a moderate 50 within each one. I did my short run in the evening, with drills even! (Logan tried some out, too). I rode the trainer yesterday evening – in our bedroom which actually really sucks because we only have super basic cable up there, so my viewing options consisted of the local news, every terrible judge show, Maury Povich or BBC news. I settled on BBC, then finished with America’s Funniest Home Videos. Yargh. And then. THEN! I made it to Master’s this mornings, like only 5 min late – but that was the 5min I always stand on the edge trying to get myself into the cold water.
Part of my motivation problem is I’ve been doing this for so long. I know some people who are fairly new to triathlon and they are really fired up. Waking early every day, getting in tons of bike miles – that is awesome. But I did my first triathlon at 8. And got back into the sport (post high school/college) at 21. I’m turning 35 (what what?! I am HOW OLD?!) so that is quite a long time in this sport, and I just can’t get up for everything all the time. There are so many other things to do and I just can’t keep myself focused to be hardcore this year. And that’s ok. And it is sometimes comical to see the same thing over and over – a lot has actually not changed since I got into the sport. For example, I happened into the Slowtwitch forum (a place it’s really better to just stay out of) and went into a thread that totally devolved into people belittling each other – just like it was 14 years ago. Same topics, different assholes.
But where would I be without this sport? I love it, I really do – I have met so many awesome people throughout the years - some of whom are my very closest friends. This is just not the year that I’m going to be singularly focused on some arbitrary goal. Although sometimes I do think about really trying to run fast again. That could be fun.