The days are counting down now to Rapperswil- Jona 70.3 Ironman and I am terribly excited. With every increase in training load and its check off the list, I feel all the more confident in completing this event. Yes — simply completing. I know that if all goes well my time will be good. And if its a very good day my time will be very good. For me. I won’t come in first , I won’t come in last … and unless the bike suffers a mechanical breakdown I should think I won’t get a DNF. So the pressure is off. In the midst of my training I simply can enjoy the process of training… the reward of being active.
This is a long distance away from my days of picking a sport and having to be the best in it. Obsessed with the dream or fantasy of being the “great athlete” my days in any number of sports I attempted were numbered as I looked at the fading star of being elite. Something in triathlon tempered this attitude. I think more than the training it has been the lifestyle that it forms around the training. The work/ life/ tri balance that one must engage in to make it to an event and finish across the line running and not walking, with breath intact and not collapsing from exhaustion. Plus along the route of training there are a variety of rewards that become part of the day. Here are just a few recent examples:
Waking at 4:30 am to make it to the lake for a 6:00 am start on a Sunday in pouring rain.
Being the only person in the lake, and carving a path through the still water as the frost from your breath hangs just above the surface.
Running through the forest to deer passing across the path.
Riding on the turbo trainer to a full moon which illuminates the garden in an indigo light.
Being caught in a time trial road race and competing with the athletes while on a long, solo training ride.
Hearing the dawn chorus while packing the gear to head off to a training session.
Being the only car on the highway while the sun is rising.
Running along the smooth, firm sands of the beaches along the North Sea while smooth tidal swells caress a morning sun.
And of course watching the midlife rim retreat to form that adolescent waistline again.
So yes there is the first race of the season in just over a month’s time. That will be fun and exciting no doubt. But this journey I am on — the dedication and discipline that’s required in order to finish the race to the best of my ability has benefits far beyond the focus of that single day - that one event. The day becomes so full of micro events and experiences that simply training for the sport enriches one’s life far beyond the conditioning of the body and mind. The spirit, whether in the moment or upon reflection, can bloom with this feeling of life being stuffed with rich moments. When the pain of a maximum heart rate or oxygen starved lungs is over, one can retain the details of the event and recognise that for that moment which called them to be an athlete, life became just that much more complete.
***If you’re feelin’ a bit generous please head on to JustGiving website where I am raising money for The National Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children. I am at 40% raised and hoping to make it 100% for the 2010 London Triathlon in August. Thank you.***
Intermediate Training Level 17/20*
Monday >Make up session for Saturday — mechanical breakdown on bike rescheduled long ride = Bike 195:00 minutes (2×30 minutes @ race pace after a 1 hour warm up w/ 10 minutes rolling recovery | Brick 15 minutes
Tuesday > Bike 90:00 min easy
Wednesday > Swim 60:00 minutes Open Water | Run 60 minutes (4 x 5 minutes @ race pace after 20 minute warm up w/ 5 minutes between).
Thursday > Bike 120:00 | Brick 15 minutes easy
Friday > Swim 60:00 minutes pool (focus on stroke delivery, catchment, breathing and hip roll) | Run 50 minutes
Saturday > Bike 210:00 minutes (3 x 20 minutes @ race pace after a 1 hour warm up w/ 10 minutes rolling recovery | Brick 15 minutes
Sunday > Swim 40:00 Open Water (recovery) | Run 110:00 minutes with hills.
*Each session is followed by 15 minutes of a stretching program.