It's been 4 days since my race in Lake Stevens and I still have this lingering sense that my body is not right. I'm not sure how to describe it but the only symptom is fatigue. I get tired throughout the day and have gone to bed around 9 for the last couple days. I blame it on the Penicillin but who really knows.
I have missed all my workouts this week - simply too tired and unmotivated to get out of bed @ 4:30 am for that bike ride, swim or run. Wish I knew what was going on.
On one hand, I'm elated that I pulled through last week's race but it's almost as if my psyche reached that pinnacle and decided that I was done (for a while). On the other hand, I know that these next 3 months are going to be some of the hardest training I have ever endured. Perhaps that is where the mental block is coming from. I've proven I can take on the 70.3 distance but conquering the next phase - doubling this distance is a feat that will take dedication, strength and the ability to break down those mental barriers week by week.
I've heard that an Ironman is not twice as hard as the 70.3 distance...it's exponentially harder. Looks like I have my work cut out for me.
I plan to ride the rest of this week out - reflecting on why I committed to the Arizona Ironman in the first place. Inspiration comes from many places. For some, it's a goal. Others do it for the sake of a loved one lost. Some, because someone said they can't. I'd like to think that my inspiration is more deeply rooted than just something on my bucket list.
What is your inspiration?