I haven't posted for a while. Things have been busy here!!! Getting the kids and I back into the groove of school & adding in their fall sports has kept us hopping. You see....my days are not spent sitting idle after they head to school. No, I don't read books and watch tv all day as the man at the post office suggested we Moms do when our youngest head to Kindergarten. (Did you hear me just scream under my breath?) Moving on.... This particular Mom is training for Kona. My 2nd Ironman of the summer. So...Mr....take that. I said I'd move on..... I've had a few great workouts. I've also had a few not-so-great ones too. There are ups and downs with this and I'm learning to accept that. Last week I had that MRI that revealed my ankle is ok to pound on again. The first thing I did? I went back to the pool to proove to myself that I can in fact do a Mean flip turn! I've been pushing off like an old lady since May. I've been barely tapping my toes on the wall and lightly swimming away. Not my style. I pushed and pushed off that wall, hyperextended and headed out past the flags. Ahh..much much better. that was fun. Next, I hit the road for a 5 hour ride. In the sun. the Warm sun!!! Most of my IMLP training was done in the cold rain. Blek. I began to dread all long rides and that was tough. I truly had fun out in the sun that day. I found a road that wasn't up and down and up and down. It was only ~ 3 miles long so I rode back and forth about 6 times. I loved it! I pretended my legs were pistons going up and down and pushed to hit the HR zones for the long intervals I had that day. Success. The next big one of the week was on the track. I had avoided the track since spring as well. Saturday, I hit it hard. I even dragged my husband with me. I had the great idea of bringing the boys---they had their soccer balls and would run around in the middle while we worked. Figures, the sprinklers were on that day. Five minutes into the run, the boys were Soaked. I attacked the track and did pretty well. I was solid and quite fast. And then, on the way back down the ladder, I was done. That's it. Body used up every single little bit I had. My leg was actually a bit numb. I felt nauseus. I'm quite sure I sounded like I was about to hyperventilate. I pushed and pushed knowing that it was working through those moments that makes you a better athlete. It's what allows you to push at the end of the race when Everyone is suffering.
After that...Fun. Labor day weekend at Camp. Our last hoorah of summer. We stocked up on loads of food, invited some friends and family over, and just sat back for some good times. There was swimming, tubing, eating, hoola hooping (yes...it's true), a recovery brick (I was toast the day after that track workout!), and singing by the campfire. Forty seven people on our tiny little island for the weekend. The kids were up too late, they ate smores, swam, swung from rope swings, and played with cousins all weekend. And then on Monday, the windows were closed and we moved out. That's that. In the blink of an eye the summer haven is quiet and lonely.
Now we're home and back into real life. Soccer games and practices all week. Swimming lessons. Homework. Too much laundry. And of course, training plans. I ran 2. 5 hours yesterday. That just almost always hurts me. I didn't feel as zippy as I had hoped. I had looked forward to that run. But...I just wasn't 100%. But, I did it. I have had a few strong swims. Tomorrow, I run again but not too long. I love runs. So tomorrow I will make up for my pathetic long run. It will be great. And on Friday-a 6 hour brick. I am ready to attack it.