I’m laying on the couch, binge-watching this season of Grey’s Anatomy. I haven’t binge-watched anything in so long that I don’t remember the last thing I would have spent so much time watching. The only reason why I’m spending my Sunday on the couch is because I am so sore from yesterday’s half marathon.
I didn’t train for it. I had every intention to because when I signed up I just assumed my triathlon training would keep me motivated enough to also train for a 13.1 run. Hindsight is 20/20. I knew I wasn’t going to do great, but I always try my best so I had that going for me. I think I was lucky that my triathlon training made the race bearable and also enjoyable. At no point did I tell myself during the run that I couldn’t do it.
My biggest challenge during all of my training and also during my races is ‘Mind over Matter’ — any little twinge or pain and my brain thinks I need to stop, but I don’t. So I push through it and it always turns out OK.
At mile 4 I did get a little too hot and knew I was plenty hydrated but I got some chills and it made me slightly anxious. It was just the rain coming in though so the change in wind direction when turning onto different streets cooled me down.
Running around the track at IMS was really cool …. and really long. I spent the entire time down the back stretch and into turn 3 and 4 thinking about how many times an IndyCar would lap me before I made it down the front stretch. Then the rain came. It felt really good, I wasn’t even mad about it. It came down really hard as I made it out to 16th street and onto Holt Rd.
The final 4 miles was long. 10th street was just obnoxiously long. The different groups of volunteers and the bands and people sitting outside of their homes and churches and businesses made it 10x more awesome. A friend told me before the run that it didn’t matter how fast I ran or walked because the people who were watching and cheering would make me feel like I was winning the race. She was right. And the fact that I ran a freakin half marathon and enjoyed it was even better.
My goal for this year was to complete a triathlon in August. 2 weeks ago I completed my first triathlon, 4 months ahead of schedule and yesterday I ran a half marathon. Never in a million years did I ever think I could do either one of those before this year. I am so proud of myself for setting a goal and exceeding it and wanting to do more.
Next on the schedule is a 5k, Tour de Cure 30k bike ride @ IMS, Spartan Race, TRI Indy triathlon, Go Girl Triathlon, and whatever insanely good fun I can do in between!
Thanks for all of the support, it really means a lot to me.
Holy heeba jeeba — picked up my new Trek Lexa at The Bike Line in Carmel.
It was already set to my exact height and all measurements were perfect. Lucky guess by the guys who put it together.
In my previous post I mentioned the small detail about never having ridden a road bike before. I have also never ridden a bike that is perfectly measured to my size, so not being able to touch the ground flat footed while in the saddle is actually kind of terrifying.
I grew up riding a blue Diamondback mountain bike. The tires were fairly thick. The wheels on this Trek are like the thickness of my thumb. Crazy.
I got home and took her out for a spin — and by spin, I mean that I had to spin the pedals several times before I could get my foot in it. Then I had to wheel forward a bit to get enough momentum to get on the saddle. That’s when the real challenge began.
I don’t know if it was the rain that intimidated me, or the fact that I don’t fully trust my bike yet. I’m going to go with the latter. It’s like riding on a tight rope. At one point, I was trying to ride through the middle of a speed bump and lost all confidence, skidding to a stop on 1 foot and feeling grateful to not have fallen on my ass.
I need to trust my bike. I need to gain more confidence. I need to just ride. And now the saying, “Its just like riding a bike” has a completely different meaning to me.
Confidence is key. I can do it.
So much to say, do, and so little time. The first day of 2016 is already almost over and I’ve barely done anything. But that’s OK!
GOALS FOR 2016:
Seems pretty crazy — and it is. I think it might just be my most rewarding year ever. I already have my cute little family: Katherine, Porsche, and Penny. Now I need to spend a lot of time focusing on me, with the support of my family & friends, and beast mode my way through an awesome year.
I joined the 2016 Endurance House Triathlon Team. I just bought my new Trek Lexa road bike that I am wicked excited about. I’m going to confess … I’ve never ridden a road bike. But who cares — you have to start somewhere. And I’m starting right here, right now, sitting in this brown leather lounge chair at Barnes & Noble.
I’m eagerly awaiting the arrival of my training plan from my new trainer, Justin. So when I receive it, I will share with you what I can and if you’d like to join me on my journey (you don’t have to swim, or bike, or run. You can just reach out and say hello, or give me a thumbs up as I ride by) I would love to hear from you, or swim/bike/run with you.
Happy New Year to all and I hope that you find something to be passionate about this year, whatever that may be.