Got up Thursday a little sore, hopped on trainer for 45 minutes of drills, swam for an hour and a half, broke my goggles and felt like a real swimmer for having worn out some swim thing.
I did some speedy swimming Friday here in Eugene. There was a water Zumba class with kickin tunes and sassy laughing ladies and kids doing cannonball contests. I was swimming with the boring workout swimmers realizing that no matter how many goggles I break, I will always be more of a cannonballing underwater hipshaking dancer than a serious swimmer. I haven't lost myself yet.
Eugene has been weirdly tropical with sudden showers and sun, we're working right next to the life flight helipad, which is exciting, I get all starstruck when I talk to the helicopter pilots in their jumpsuits.
Sunday I ran 15 miles after work, half of the May 1 marathon route. It was a lovely flat riverside run of podcasts and hippies smoking weeds. I was sore after so I did a cold bath which I've never felt like a serious enough athlete to try, turns out, they work. No soreness Monday.
Today I biked 5.5 hours listening to Eckhardt Tolle's Power of Now. Feeling super present, also my internal dialogue has a funny german accent now.
The Epic Continues... This is the blog I started when I signed up and began training for Ironman Coeur d'Alene, my first Ironman triathlon (2.4 mile swim, 112 mile bike, 26.2 mile run). I trained for 10 months. On June 26 20011 I went to Idaho to do it, something went wrong in the cold water, I didn't make the swim cut off and was pulled from the race. Huge bummer. In a fog of disappointment I signed up for Ironman Canada on Aug 28 to get er done.
Gotta appreciate a good cannonball.
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