"The person who really wants to do something finds a way; the other finds and excuse."
~Sir John Marks Templeton
Several months back I was on a group ride. I think I was doing 35-40 miles and one of the other folks in the group (named, Randy btw) had I think a 5 or 6 hour bike ride. I remember it seemed really long at the time. I kept my mouth shut but one of the other newbies did mention that it seemed really long. Randy mentioned that the day before he'd run a lot of miles. My memory fails me but probably 16 or so. Back-to-back long run - long ride. I remember thinking, that's nuts.
When the other newbie questioned his workouts Randy simply said, "that's Ironman training."
Last night I didn't get much sleep. I did get to bed on time that wasn't the problem. But my husband got up and made extra noise around 3:15 and that woke me up. Once I'm up I have trouble going back to sleep (it's just how I'm wired). Then at 4 my son came in to the room because he had a bad dream. I tossed and turned and debated not getting up when the alarm went off at 5:10 but then I heard Randy's voice in my head. That's Ironman training.
And so it is.
And so, I got up and I hit the pool.
The workout seemed impossible. I wanted to stop at 5:50. I was never really able to catch my breath - which seems crazy at this stage in the game. I couldn't seem to find any speed in the water. Of course, I was also a little nauseated after a while and I wanted to stop. But still Randy's voice was in my head. That's Ironman training. So I didn't stop. I kept slogging along for the whole workout. Somewhere between 3000 and 3500 yards. And I'll do it again on Friday but hopefully I'll get a little more sleep and it will be a better workout.
That's Ironman Training.