Where The Rubber Meets The Road

This is the point in training for an Ironman distance race where it get’s HARD.  Not just physically, but in the mental sense. I am in week 13 of 20.  54 days until race day, and it is the point in time where the enormity of the distance starts to really set in (for me at least). This past weekend my Endurance Nation training plan called for a 6 hour day consisting of a 1 hour swim, 4 hour bike and a 1 hour run. All back-to-back.  Not terribly intimidating for me since this is not my first rodeo and I’ve done several of these big days before. This day is designed to see how your body responds to the stress of performing the disciplines all together over an extended period of time. As well as to start to fine tune your nutrition plan/requirements for a long day. So I get it. I buy into it. I know it’s necessary. But what is funny to me is that the hardest part of this kind of day (other than the logistical planning piece) is the mental aspect. Not necessarily imagining how I will get through the assignment but it’s the space where my mind goes DURING it.  It’s when the Queen (the name my friend Meredith Atwood over at Swim Bike Mom has named the lady parts) starts screaming to get off the bike and the point where the mind realizes that at the end of 4 hours I will still have a good 2.5-3 hours left to go on race day. And then during the 1 hour run it’s all mental self destruction happening when I’m thinking to myself, “this hurts and it’s hard, and on race day I will have 4 more hours of running to do! How in the world will I ever do this?!

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Well, I have, and I will….get it done. Somehow.

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It’s not only the act of performing the training outing du jour, but the time spent PRIOR to it thinking about how/when/where I will get it done that exhausts me. Geesh, the mental gymnastics that we go through should be identified as a fourth discipline. Where will I ride 5 hours? How many loops will I have to do? What time of day should I go? What will be the traffic? The weather? What will my family do while I’m out?

And we do this for ……fun?

I’m very much looking forward to resting after the race, mentally. I will revel in the fact that my first waking thought of the day will NOT be about what I have to do for training that day.

But until then…..this is where the rubber meets the road.

 

 

 

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