It’s recovery week around here and that tends to mean there’s lots of catching up to do.
Catching up on sleep, cleaning, laundry, errands, and anything else that’s been neglected these past few weeks while swimming, cycling, and running for hours upon hours.
In addition to all that good stuff, I’ve decided I’m also going on a quest….
I’m going to spend the week trying to find a little peace of mind.
Now I consider myself a pretty strong person. The type that doesn’t give up or give in easily….who perseveres in good times and bad….
But I have a little secret…
I really, really HATE to be uncomfortable!
Not like, “it’s kinnda windy and cold to be out running 10 miles” uncomfortable.
Or even, “there aren’t any bathrooms for 10 miles so I guess I need to pee in the bushes or on my bike” uncozy.
Naa, that’s a non-issue.
What I’m talking about is that down to my core discomfort.
The place where you know your head is going to ruin things long before your body ever has the chance.
I’m talking about the, “WTF am I doing??? I just rode 40 miles, into a constant headwind, at 20 mph and now I’m 3 miles into 6 mile run dealing with the heat, the humidity…I hurt like a son-of-a-bitch and I REALLY don’t like this shit anymore.”
Yeah, you know it! That’s the kind of uncomfortable I’m talking about!!!
I really don’t care for it much at all. To be honest, I don’t handle very well either.
I normally train to avoid this type of unpleasantry, at all cost, by building my endurance above and beyond race distance when at all possible.
That’s not really feasible this go round.
This time it’s different.
It’s unpredictable, it’s unfamiliar, and it’s starting to get VERY uncomfortable!
Every time I put on my shoes, get on my bike, or step to the pools edge I’m so consumed with fatigue I swear I’m not going physically be able to complete the task at hand.
Yet somehow I do.
This is how the program works. I know this. I studied it. I’ve implemented the protocol myself and assisted others numerous times. It works. You break the body down, rest it, and let it adapt to improve. It’s not a difficult concept and I can deal with that process just fine.
What I can not handle is the self-doubt when things hurt; when my legs and arms feel like steel beams, or when my paces and splits make it appear that my finishing time will be closer to a FULL Ironman as opposed to a HALF! ugh! :(
So this week I’m on a mission….
To figure out a way for my mind to be ok with the discomfort my body feels and move past it instead of focusing on it.
To know that the discomfort is ok. It is not unbearable. It is temporary. And it will pass…
I also need to get a good grip on reality and stop focusing so much on paces, splits, and averages right now.
The 1st step is to admit you have a problem….
Apparently everything I need to know is right here:
Doesn’t THAT look nice ‘n easy??
The fun never ends…
A constant string of parties, one after another, around here!! ;)
I’ll let y’all know how it goes!
Run Happy, My Friends!