Ironman Is Only One Day

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My “Countdown Meter” says 26 days, 19 hours, and 56 minutes.  That can only mean one thing . . . Ironman Louisville is coming fast.

It also means, four Mondays from now I will have quite a different feeling in my body . . . and mind.  Or will I?

If all goes as planned, I will have just covered 140.6 miles under a hot Louisville sun.  I will have pushed myself to the limit and achieved something most never dream of, and . . . it will be over.

What happens the day before four Mondays from now will be directly related to how I handle the time between today and the race.  The most important thing I can work on is . . . confidence.

Without faith, we are sunk.

There are many ways you can drum up belief in yourself, but for me, the best way is Nike’s model:  Just Do It.

For the next 26 days, 19 hours, and 52 minutes I will be squeezing out doubt.  Not by force, but by fueling my brain with stuff that builds confidence.

I will celebrate the victories and not dwell on the defeats.  I will expect challenges and figure out plans to conquer them.  I will face pain with courage and know that it doesn’t last forever.

Ironman is one day.

One day when we have no choice but to live in the moment and trust the accumulation of hours, days, and months of work.  The effort on that day is all that matters and whatever effort I can summons, is enough.

More than anything, I want to go into that race clear.  Free from distraction.  Unobstructed by doubt.  Ready to flow with what is.

And what is will be millions of mini-moments that happen whether we want them to or not.  There is no more room for fear, worry, or doubt.

I will be there, and technically there is no different than here.