I don’t want to write this post. I feel like a failure. I feel weak. I’ve let myself down. I’ve let you down. But I do want to honor myself. I want to honor my true self and be intentional about my actions. I know I put it out there
All is quiet around here… …even though I am close to the end of my training program with Multisport Endurance Academy. This week was pretty normal for workouts, Midtown wise. We did have L for Spring Break, so that was a nice little and added something to our household. One
Three disciplines that create one race! What sick bastard thought this up? Bwahaha! To be fair, most of these ideas are not original, but I was asked not to credit said person I learned this info from. Well to be fair, some was learned from said person and some were
2/3 of the way done. When you start training six weeks kinda sounds daunting. Now that I’m in the thick (if you can be in the thick with only six weeks) of it, it seems to be flying past me. The halfway mark felt like I hit the wall. I’m
Still humbled, staying humble… …and halfway through. I better stop slacking, cause week 4 is right upon me and I haven’t even gotten through week 3 on the blog. My training hasn’t really progressed in any particular way. I still hit Midtown as much as I can per week, sprinkling
…and fails! Not really fails, but damn humbled by the latest #TriTuesdayTraining for sure. But first, let’s get talking about post workout #1. Putting the bike in my car and getting it out is so damn annoying. Thankfully, J has been super helpful in doing this, even in the rain.
After years of professing my desire to do a triathlon… I’ve finally signed up for a training program. No actual race, but I’ve officially started training. My Midtown friend Sarah and I have spoken about this before and she happened to mention she recently received an email from a training