I Just Might be a Triathlete

Ok, 32 weeks minus 2 weeks leaves us with what? 30 weeks to go? This is a good thing because for the first time since September I am starting to sort of feel like a triathlete again.

Two weeks of base building are in the books and I have successfully followed the plan to a "T". This means a sore butt from all that time on the trainer and some tired legs that's for sure, but you know I've missed it. That tired feeling after a good workout, the soreness that creeps into your body afterward, and the realization that, dang, I've got another workout to do yet today.

It was earlier this week that I felt exactly that after a particularly exhausting swim session. I was driving home from the gym and knew I needed to hit the road running in order to have enough daylight left for me. It was one of those moments where I thought, "wow, I'm starting to feel like a triathlete again." It made me smile.

Today was my first "triple" in awhile. I hit the trainer shortly after waking up this morning for a little over two hours. My tri group gets together on Sunday afternoons and this was the first time that I've felt confident in my running to join the group. We did around five miles and the pace was fast as usual. It was a struggle to keep up and it was the first time I've even remotely tried pushing the pace since the injury. I averaged sub-8s though, which I was pleased with. I know that speed will come back with a return to consistency. After the run was a fun little 2900 yd ladder workout to top things off.

Needless to say I'm a little tired, but it's a good tired, a welcoming tired that reminds me that my body just might becoming one of a triathlete again.