Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Last summer I swam, biked, and ran through my first Sprint and then Olympic distance triathlon. I was a competitive swimmer when I was little and my running girls convinced me to get a road bike and give this whole multi-sport thing a go. Of course I loved it.
Then September happened: I'm a teacher so the endless hours of summer workouts came to an abrupt halt.
I told myself I'd find a good spin class. I never did. I didn't even really try. A friend gave me her trainer to borrow. (fun little contraption tool to set your bike up on to spin at home, on your own bike.) I used it twice. It sat and collected dust. I gave it back.
And as much as I love swimming, pool workouts take a lot of effort and planning. Getting myself to the gym, into a swimsuit, and all cleaned up after the workout. ugggg. Major effort. Major motivation needed. My naturally curly hair soaks up the chlorine like a sponge and I smell all day. And my skin itches. And and and... Winter swimming is not for me. I managed one swim a month and felt that was a success.
Now running. I can run. I'd rather run. Lace up my shoes and go. I make time to run. I don't make excuses. I am a runner.
I am a summer triathlete. Or maybe I'm a runner that likes to cross train. whatever. Summer vacation officially started yesterday. My Ironfriend designed a training plan for me. All my races are scheduled. The plan started in the beginning of May and I've been following it loosely. Now I can get serious. And I'm so excited! I spent hours combing through training plans and tri blogs last night. I don't follow what the tri experts advise. I don't focus on my weakest sport (bike). I don't pay much attention to my HRM. I run way more miles than any tri training plan says. And I'm even known to break up my long bike.
That's DH pulling the kids on the beautiful Gateway Trail. We rode from St. Paul to Stillwater a few weeks ago. Spent the day there: kids running around at a great park, went out to lunch, stopped in the candy shop for some fuel, and then biked home during nap time. 50 miles! Not what a true cyclist would call a 50 mile ride because of the 3 hour break in the middle. But I'm gonna call it a huge success because it was an amazing day for our whole family. Because, first: I am a mom, a wife, an individual who likes working out for fun. Second: I am an athlete that races.
This summer I am going to make training work for me and my family. I am not going to overdo it these first few weeks and lead to burnout like I did last summer. My goal for 2013 was/is balance. I feel that I've been doing a pretty good job so far.
I am a happy mama.