Tuesday, May 08, 2012
Sprint distance is swim 400 yards, bike 12miles, run 5K. Baby steps to get there: today I rode bike 4.2 miles (longest in 20 years), 1.3 miles of walk / jog intervals, swam 500 yards. Only the swimming was easy. Good news: the swimming was the last part of today's workout. In 8 weeks, I can fill in the training on the biking and walk/ jog. Woo Hoo! Food choices have been easier, healthier with the commitment of moving my body that distance. Semester ended, now prepping for summer internet courses, so less stress from work, more time to work out.
Now if only I can sleep past 4AM. Anxiety, depression, both? My estranged husband moved back home with the kids and I. Lots of transitions, emotions to process, trying to give myself time, self care. Hey, I've got the exercise to reduce stress part worked out. Do I want things to work out between us, yes. Am I still finding my way through an avalanche of anger, betrayal, hurt? Yes. The triathlon commitment feels like me asserting my priority for a healthier life. Plus, the enormous surge of confidence that I believe I will cross that finish line. Time isn't my goal: finishing is. Finishing as a 47 year old obese woman.
Family trip for a wedding this weekend. Flying with 3 ADHD kids, hoping they behave around my mother, my siblings. I tend to worry about things beforehand: thinking through all the negative possibilities. So, in most cases I relax the day of. Relax this time gets to be on the beach, surrounded by plenty of salt water, my favorite enviroment! Which reminds me, I need to reserve a rental car....