I’m happy to report that I made it thru 20 weeks of ironman training without a scratch. Oh yeah, it was sketchy early on with the high hammy/glute injury but with some patience and ART, that resolved nicely and I even think my running is slightly improved over last year at this time. I’ll take that!
I just remembered one tiny incident that happened about 6 weeks ago that I only told 2 others about and it involves a roach. We live on conservation and we have our share of creepy crawlies out there, so when we get a lot of rain, it tends to bring a few in, especially into the garage, which is no big deal as long as they don’t find their way into the house. However, every now and then, one will. This was a typical early morning wake up for me and I was in the middle of peeing when I saw IT …the roach in the hallway! I finished peeing and then I slowly took off my flip flop. I moved in a crouched position as slow as possible so as not to startle this icky bug and took my first swipe and missed. He (all roaches are he’s) took off and I took my next swipe and that’s when I felt the intense, painful stretch in that same area where the injury was. I saw stars and the roach got away! My next thought was, if I can’t run now, how do I explain this ridiculousness and that it was all because of a stupid roach? “Hey KC, why are you running so slow and hobbled”? My answer, “I got my ass kicked by a roach!” I’m sure it happens to people every day, right?
the hay is in the barn, so this past weekend, i wrapped it all up and all the training that could be done, has been DONE! Here is what I have done the last 20 weeks, from june 14 thru october 23rd:
Swam – 104,172 meters or 64.73 miles
Biked – 4,519.20 miles
Ran – 470.72 miles
WHEW!! And you know what? I loved every second of it! some of my non-athletic friends find it hard to believe that I truly love all of the training that I do. yes, even the waking up at 3:30am, going to bed at 9pm, not eating junk or drinking alcohol, is a-okay with me. nothing makes me more happy or feel more alive than when I’m out there running, biking or swimming. I wouldn’t trade my life, as I live it now, for anything in the world. Amen.
|KC bib#399 Ironman Florida here I come!|
Much love and peace out!