I can't do this anymore. I can't justify absolute sloth and laziness by saying that I'm "tapering" or "recovering" anymore. I have to be honest with myself. I've been running, biking and swimming only once or twice a week up until now, using teaching and, "being busy" or "I'm too tired" as an excuse, but it's time to get serious. I need to be able to keep going, even when I'm feeling tired, if I want to be able to do a half iron distance in September.
Meanwhile, I have my first Olympic distance triathlon in 9 days, (holy cow, that came up fast) and I honestly don't know if I'm ready for it. Oh, I'll finish it...but slowly, and I fear, painfully. I've had my training plan in place and haven't been following it. I've been doing one long swim (2000-3000 meters), two short runs (5K each) and one bike (about 18 miles) each week.
So far, here are my favorite excuses for not training (you have to imagine me saying these with more than a bit of a whine in my voice).
It's too windy (when I have an indoor trainer and spinnerval DVD's)
It's too hot (when I have a treadmill and a/c)
The pool's too crowded, I couldn't get a lane (okay, well, that is an actual excuse - but once I'm off work for the summer, I'll be able to hit the pool when there's nobody in it)
Meanwhile, even though the sprint I'm doing on mother's day (short and flat) will be okay, I fear the triathlon gods will punish me at the Buffman and Squeaky Triathlon next weekend.
Agghh! I've been a bad, bad, Athena! But no more!
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