It's Biggest Loser night.....yes.
Tonight we will see one of their first workouts. The ones where usually someone pukes, passes out, or falls off the treadmill. Tonight we will see who truly wants to put in the hard work verses the ones that thought they did. We will see who has passion and who doesn't.
I have never puked after a workout or race. Though, once after a 5k I thought for sure I was going to heave all over the place. I have never passed out. The closest I have ever come to that is when I got my first IV back in 1996. The second time was last week when I hit my nail so hard it ripped of the nail bed. No treadmill falls either. Though I know people who have...... Guess I'm not so tough after all.
I do however have the passion, if that's what you want to call it. I suppose I do all these running, tri's, duathlons races for a reason. What is that reason? Sometimes I can't answer that. Today was one of those days.
It's was supposed to be Happy Long Run Tuesday. A 9 miler was on the schedule. Last long run was 7. I haven't run longer than 7 since July. Combine that knowledge with the fact I'm on day 22 of consecutive workouts, my hamstrings are still tight from dead lifting 40 lbs over and over on Friday, (thanks Donna) my right calf has been a rock for over a week and my left shin is slowly rearing it's ugly head. Take all that and add a pinch of I haven't slept well in awhile and I have a lot on my mind that is stressing me out. Nope the 9 miler was not in any way smooth. It was hard. Not just the last few miles but every mile. But I got it done. With a pace of 10:05. I had to stop a few times to get water, blow my annoying nose. I have exercise induced rhinitis. And just try and get the legs loose. They never loosened up. I questioned myself why? Why am I yet again training for another "Goofy" challenge. Why do I put myself through all the soreness, pain, metal and physical endurance? Because it is now who I am. This is what I do. This is what defines me. This is what people know about me. I am the athlete. The tall blonde that can out swim, bike and run most Mom's my age. This is my passion.
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