This weekend alternated between crazy busy and super nothing. It was good. The rest that I needed after my crazy busy, falling apart at the seams, week last week.

Friday evening & Saturday-day were busy. Saturday afternoon I forced myself to slow down when I accepted to help bring a friends younger sisters (adults really) into the city following a bridal shower. It’s not their day, it’s not mine, so let’s just chill until the bride &’her entourage are ready to start evening festivities. And then once they left, I napped.

Sunday was a bike test. I drove out to Plainfield (about 45 minutes from Chicago on a Sunday morning) because they have the best country roads I know. I warmed up, did my test, and road back to the car. It’s windy out there, and it’s funny that it took less time to ride back to the car (by 10 minutes) at a lower pace than my warmup & test. In fact less than half of my power from my 20 minute test. And my power #s went up slightly since last test. Overall I executed incredibly well, even with this being my first outdoors test. I did leave some extra on the table (I could have gone harder) but the 20 minutes flew by!

Next time…

  • I’ll know to keep an eye on the time elapsed.
  • I’ll know to push harder sooner.
  • I’ll have confidence that I am improving and push to show it.
  • I’ll leave the test more wrung out.

I’m ready to start the week and enter my new phase of Ironman training, I forget the official term for this block, but I think we call it “more work.”

Next time I'll know this was a winning post-ride combo.

Next time I’ll know this was a winning post-ride combo.

Fear and How to Break Through It

Last week felt like the never-ending week. I was afraid it would not end, and crummy things would keep happening.  (Please note, these are mostly #FWP crummy things, not horrible things).  I was afraid.   Afraid that the “bad stuff” would not stop.

Fears. Fear of not finishing an event that I prepared for over six months, and spent over 12 hours the day of the race moving toward the finish line.


Looking at that fear logically, I need to:

  • Swim 2.4 miles in 2 hours & 20 minutes.  This is a 3:37/100 yard pace.  I have this in the bag.  
  • Bike 112 miles by 6:20 PM.  That’s 12.44 mph.  Practice how to change a flat, and I can do this. 
  • Run a marathon by midnight.  Run at a 13:30 pace and I can do this.  

Sometimes you have to take a step back to figure out how to move forward.

No more bare legs for this girl!

In the end, I decided that I can only control what I can, and to work on those things.  And to try not to worry about the stuff beyond my control.  Lists are becoming good. And research.  Breaking down my fear of not finishing Ironman becomes a lot less worrisome when I look at it from the perspective of the individual events and the paces required for each one.

What have you been afraid of?  How do you address your fears? 

Monday Motivation

Forget All The Reasons Why It Won't Work