Tuesday, July 30, 2013
Ah-one: Decision to TRI.
Ah-two: The day after aha moment... you really WERE coming down with something.
Ah-three: arise and shine, and appreciate that the fitness you have worked so hard to achieve speeds recovery from illness.
I'm up. I'm rested (of course staying in bed most of yesterday probably contributes to that, along with going to bed on time last night). The bag with the snacks and lunch is packed. The Spark mug is full of coffee, and breakfast is on its way.
I shall treat myself gently today... it's back to work. VERY grateful I took yesterday as vacation, planning ahead for recovery is a good thing. Today, we shall see what things were discovered during testing yesterday, and hopefully have a determination as to whether the OT has been backed off to optional, not mandatory.
Fitness is SO worth it. It helps in just about every area of life. Doesn't stop one from succumbing to illness, but certainly helps in the recovery!
Take good care of YOU today. YOU are worth it! LIFE is good. Spark on.
Oh, yeah, and especially important today for me: HYDRATE!
Monday, July 29, 2013
I bubbled about the good things about athletics yesterday. Today I'm coming out from under my shelf of blankets I hid under for pretty much all of today and blogging about the tough decisions that we sometimes make as competitors.
Yesterday when I had trouble sleeping and got up early, it was also with the niggling feeling that all was not well with the body. Headache. A little nausea. But this can be "nerves" or it can be "coming down with something".
As with most days and going to work, or in this case, doing an event I look forward to all year, I acted as if I was going to do it... and I went and did it! And it was in fact, great. But then I was spent... puttered around the house, but still had the headache stuff going on while I blogged and posted photos.
It's a tough decision: to compete when you're not at the top of your form. But all the training that you do, and the residual fitness, the excitement of the day... pulls you forward. I know from experience what a let-down it was when I skipped a 5K when I wasn't feeling well. So... I went. Of course if my symptoms had been more severe, it might have been a different choice... I'm not a complete fool... just halfway there.
Today, I ended up canceling two appointments and drugging up and trying to be unconscious for the day. I'm still not at the top of my game, but I knew I had to get up and eat a little something, and keep trying to hydrate.
The good news? TRI is so much easier on legs and joints and muscles in general... than running long distance, I feel no ill effects of that sort at all. Once I get over the cruds? Back to keeping that balance, which y'all know, includes back to training.
But first... tomorrow, hopefully fully rested and recuperated... back to work!
LIFE is good, even when not 100%. Spark on!
Sunday, July 28, 2013
One of the things I love about being a "senior female athlete" is the instant connection I feel with other senior ladies to take it into their heads to become active. This is a "there are no excuses" pair of photos. Of these three depicted at the start with huge smiles? One of them is participating in her very first TRI. The others of us, it's our second.
This year they did NOT put our ages on our calves, but we managed to find one another anyway. My kid sis SPINNINGJW took the "before" shot, because by this time we all knew we'd all medal, it was just a question of what color hardware each would take home, since there were only three of us in the age group!
None of us had met one another before this morning, but here we are, laughing like old friends!
It was chilly out there... 51 F at the start. The water was warmer than the air, but still not horrible. And of course, once you're moving on the bike and with the run, the cool is appreciated!
I was the last getting onto the bike course in transition. Passed the gal who ended up with the bronze while on the bike and never looked back. Met the gal who took the gold as she was on her way back from the turnaround. She's a "real runner" with marathon(s) under her belt, and I've run in events where I'd seen her name ahead of mine before... so I knew she was faster on foot, just from having seen her name in the list: but get this... it was her very first TRI, and she took home a shiny gold medal. I could not be happier!
And I'm pleased with my silver, which I earned this year, improving my time on the same course as last year by a few minutes (don't have the official numbers in an e-mail yet).
And here we all are, after, still smiling. No excuses. Chase your dreams! You are worth it!
Saturday, July 27, 2013
I promised the OT would not take my happy away. It has been tempting, this taper week. It's always tempting to second guess oneself during taper week. I did a brief 1 mile on the treadmill Thursday after work, to loosen the coils a bit. Other than that, it's been a straight overtime work week.
Now, the evening before, I find I am having to do the "pack it up" plan... because TRI is not a sport where you just show and go. Any one of the three, independently, one can do that. You can show up with your suit and goggles and swim. You can show up with your bike and helmet and pedal. Or you can show up in your running shoes and shorts and run a road race.
But to TRI... you have to be prepared to do all of the above, and to make the transitions from one sport to the next. Fortunately, I have all the gear I need, thanks to making the purchases LAST year for my first TRI. I did not upgrade ANYTHING this year, and in fact, my training was very spotty, as I have whined before.
But I have my bucket. I have my swim socks. I have a beach towel, my goggles, noseclip and ear plugs. Cap will be provided.
I have my core tri suit, which I will wear throughout. I have a SPI belt this year, that makes it possible to wear the number on the back while biking and shuffle to the front while running, without having to worry about whether I'm going to put a shirt over top of the tri suit or not.
I have the running shoes that I'll wear for both the bike and the run. I don't do clips (yet). And I have my trusty Brenda Starr Trek, the fitness hybrid bicycle, fresh from last weekend's cycle tour, ready to do duty. I have the helmet and gloves, and a sweatband for under the helmet. I have my snazzy short haircut.
I have my glasses and prescription sun glasses. Sunblock. I have the camelback hydration system, which I hope to REMEMBER this year to slip into when transitioning onto the bike.
Guess I have it all... remembering to get it all into the car, and from the car to transition is tomorrow's task. If I succeed in that mission, guess I'm all set to do a "casual" tri.
Friday, July 26, 2013
I should qualify. I have a love-hate relationship with finish lines. Or anything resembling them. I have used this analogy related to "goal weight". I have used it quite literally with athletic "big goals" and achieving them. I now use it related to a work project... we are meeting our date into the next testing tier. The "reason" for the mandatory overtime is about to evaporate... unless there are problems, redesigns in test, or any of the myriad things that can "go wrong" in a development project at this stage.
A perfect storm: the virtual finish line at work is coinciding with the tri's day in the sun.
During a taper week... into the impending vacuum pours the self-evaluation of my performance, which is the most problematic of all. This is the self-conversation about "what is my purpose in life?", and "am I fulfilling it?" Being busy, these thoughts can be shoved aside... when the finish line is crossed, they must be addressed.
I feel... weary. I feel the voices of Polly Perfectionist and the People Pleaser going round and round. But for today... I will put one foot in front of another. I will listen quietly for the truth of my purpose, for a direction that lets me serve my Maker's purpose, not my own wilfulness, and not some other human being's desire to use me in ways that drain me. I will pray for wisdom, serenity and courage... to live life, fully.
This too shall pass. And while it is doing so... I must remember to take the best care of me that I can:
* Drink that water.
* Eat what's in the bag... excess food will NOT make the angst go away. And might make it worse.
* Remember to breathe... and listen. There *is* a guiding voice that's NOT the wilful, the perfectionist, or the people pleasers... but you have to wait for it. When "busyness" stops, I have to be really, really careful about this.
* GO TO RECESS, already! It opens the ears.
LIFE is good. Live it in the moment. Namaste.
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