Recovery Weeks MAKE ME CRAZY!
I made it through last week but it was not easy. I am pretty sure that Scott is very thankful that I will be training again for hours on end during the weekend so that I am far too tired to tackle the chores that we both did on Saturday. Always amazes me how surprised he seems when I mention cleaning. One would think I was talking a foreign language.
Anyway, back to training. YES! This has become the one predictable thing in my life lately and I love the escape I get while training.
One of the things I often think about while “getting in my own head” is how some have not come to realize how absolutely amazing it is to set a goal (of any level), train, and love the journey (both good and bad). More than two years ago, when I thought I would finally be able to sign up for an Ironman, my husband lost his job. Our world changed and our entire direction of focus had to change. We turned down a new path and eventually that road lead back to where I could once again chase my dream of Iron. That is why this entire journey is so sweet for me. That is why I am so energized by all of the hours of training. Why should I ever complain?…. I wanted this… for my own personal reasons. I truly am blessed by every minute of this journey.
Your body follows where your mind leads…… where are you headed?