I’ve never had a worse week of workouts. My last scheduled work for the week was a simple 10 mile easy ride on the bike. By the time we got back to the house where Rach turned off to do the rest of her scheduled 15, I turned home and finished just shy of 10 miles. And when I say finish, I mean I was finished, exhausted, kaput, dead tired, et al. Now call me a wuss if you will (but you won’t, because you don’t feel lucky punk, do ya? It’s Friday the 13th after all), but I’ve been training my butt off and I have the Garmin and Strava records to prove that 10 mostly flat miles shouldn’t be putting my body through the ringer right now.
The weird part is, I don’t feel sick. It’s not like I want to puke or cough or even have a runny nose. I just get out to exercise and I don’t have any pop in my step. I’ve been eating pretty healthy, sleeping 6-7 hours a night, and not training very hard this week, or for the most part last week even, so it’s not like I’ve been pushing myself too hard. It’s something I can’t explain. I’ve had a checkup scheduled with the doctor on Monday for a couple months so I’ll bring it up when I go in.
But just because this week has been bad doesn’t mean I’m throwing in the towel. I’m going into tomorrow as if I’ve had good workouts all week and that I’m ready for whatever the day brings. Ive got to try, no matter how it might feel, because:
- I’ve put in the work to earn this race. I’m stepping up to the starting line knowing I’m prepared for a race (honestly maybe for the first time)
- We never know how our bodies will respond on race day, we can only go out there, do what we’ve trained for and see what happens
- For Rachelle who was patient with me when I went on long rides without her, or on nights I needed to hurry through dinner so I could make it to the pool in time
- For Dr. Pain; because she wants me to suffer, and race days are the best kinds of suffering
- For all the little babies and their families that I’m racing to help make a difference for
And that’s why I’m going to try. And that’s why I’m going to succeed.