Training makes me happy. I started to think about why in particular that is because its not like I'm eager to get a hard work out in each and every day. Most days I have to drag myself out of bed at 5 AM and/or down to the gym at lunch time (escape from my desk or whither away at my desk makes that choice a little easier), but work outs make me happy! In my pondering, I think that part of it can be attributed to a sense of accomplishment. A good solid training session is exhausting and sometimes painful, but the sense of accomplishment afterward? Priceless. I noticed that with each new distance tackled, I want to go further. Earlier this season I was saying, "I don't think I can run the Army 10-Miler" that my husband and I, and a few of our friends signed up for. Then I ran 9.25 miles as part of my triathlon training last week; I negatived splitted the run and I could have gone farther (at least I could have if I didn't run those last few miles so quickly). Training plans force you to make progress and that progress feels so dang good! It's sometimes hard to explain to those not addicted to exercise/training, but a fellow triathlete (albeit an Ironman) that I met in the pool the other day summed it up nicely: "Traithlons are like crack." There are worse things to be addicted to, right? I must admit that I'm kinda antsy and want to get going on next season's 70.3 training NOW. I'll have to remind myself of that next year, but at the moment I'm really looking forward to getting some serious miles in.
Just some Tuesday afternoon thoughts after a crappy 5:30 AM bike ride this morning (biking in the dark is NOT my thing) and some strength training and pilates at lunch. Feel the burn....
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