Well I can honestly say that I did not expect for about 6 weeks to go by before I would write another update here. And to be honest I’m not sure that without a 14 hour-internetless flight, I would have ever made the time to write one before this weekend! Spring always tends to be a bit of a busier season for me. Trying to get back into the swing of things with training, escaping the winter when I can to get to Tucson, getting to know my new athletes on board for the 2015 season, AND it’s the time of year for the Charlottesville Marathon which I am very involved with.
Getting back into the swing of things with training. This year was a bit unique for me as I was coming off of a really strong road marathon – something I had never done. Hillary and I both knew that recovery from road marathons is nothing to be taken lightly, and that there was simply no way to predict how I’d end up on the other side. Truthfully? I had run myself into a hole. A BIG hole. A big hole I happily shoveled myself into with ever 7:04 mile I ran that day, but a hole nonetheless.
I spent about 4 weeks post-marathon recovering and attempting to get some bike legs back under me. This was anything but pretty – I’m pretty sure my logs from that time had more curse words than Hillary has ever seen as I seriously thought she was trying to kill me some days on the bike. The most frustrating part of it all was that I was trying so hard, and doing the right things, but I just wasn’t feeling fit.
I have a great support crew and they said all the right things, but it’s tough. It’s tough to know that you’re heading out to stacked field in a few weeks and you might not be at the top of your game. It’s tough to have to reconcile with yourself that your body may not be as strong as you want it to be and no matter how much you will it, you can’t force recovery.
You can’t force it – you just have to let it happen. Day by day. Hour by hour. Sweeping all the crappy workouts aside and getting up the next day with the hope that maybe that will be the day you turn the corner.
And you know what – one day that happens. For me this was about mid-way through my Arizona trip. Everything just began to click again, I turned off of Struggle Street, and I was able to spend the next few weeks confidently putting more hay in the barn for this season opener. Cue the HUGE sigh of relief.
The Arizona trip – I can’t just skim over that though right? Nope! But, you’ll still get the short version unfortunately. I was able to participate in a few days of Hillary’s first week of camp this year before heading out to Phoenix. I once again had a great host with Ed’s family and that made the sour pill of a tough duathlon a little easier to swallow. Getting to race with some fast ladies was also super fun, as well as getting to meet some of the AZ tri contingent I had only connected with online to that point!
Week 2 in AZ was all about camp! So many familiar faces as well as newbies each year make this one of my favorite times for sure. It’s also a great opportunity for me to coach some of my athletes in person which is a special treat and a great way to help us focus and regroup with our goals as we head into the season. And, I would like to put on the record that my run group actually made it back to the designated meeting spot within the allotted amount of time for the activity this year
After Arizona it was two weeks back in Cville, getting ready for the marathon and some final prep for South Africa…..and now, here I am on another continent. If you happen to be racing here as well, please let me know! I’ll be around Port Elizabeth in the newest Smashfest Queen kit – Unbreakable!! I had the pleasure of a sneak peek at this one during my visit to Tucson, and I absolutely love it. Let’s see if it makes it into the “lucky kit” collection! Bib number 64 on Sunday, my race begins at 12:33am EDT. So if my east coast friends want to pull an all-nighter, I will try to make it worth it!