On one hand, it is very freeing to be relieved of the pressure of finding time to go to the pool and hop on my bike. I can do what I want to do, and that is way I prefer to do things.
But, on the other hand, I get easily bored.
I like having goals.
So, after a week or two of puttering around, it always begs the questions: What should I do Next?
This is why I was quick to sign on to run a half-Ironman-distance relay race. I was stoked to get the chance to participate in one last triathlon of the season, even if it was just for a portion. Only after the fact that it dawn on me that 13 miles is quite far. It has been nearly 2 years since I last tackled that distance. And, with only three weeks to train, I wasn't left with much time.
For this reason, I opted to sit out at first trail race of the season on Sunday in lieu of a long run. I am so lucky though that I have a side job that enables to be involved, even when not participating.
I love the mountains. I love being around others who also love them. Like, my friend Angie. Angie is perhaps one of the most talented athletes I know so I took the opportunity to run with her the last few miles of the race.
She said (without me even asking) that I should focus on running for the rest of the season. This is exactly what I wanted to hear!!!!
But with my intercostal muscle being nearly fully recovered, I can't shake that nagging voice in my head to keep swimming.
Last year I was determined to "train my weakness." I swam all winter.
In Arizona, it sounds reasonable. But, the desert does get cold.
I hate being cold.
I ask myself, Was it worth it?
I've had some frustration with a general lacking of personal bests, however I repeatedly took time off of my swim. I also won two races - so, in that regards, the hours in the pool have paid off. Maybe I just need to continue being patient.
I hate being patient as much as I hate being cold.
I need to contemplate this issue. While I do this, I am going to shift focus onto my kids.
After a summer of being held hostage to sweltering heat, I dare say my kids are teetering on the brink of becoming couch potatoes. I am trying to re-introduce them to outdoor activities, it is just proving to be a time consuming project, as documented in this rather lengthy video of attempting to get to the end of the street.