It’s days like this when I worry about burn out.
Last night I hit the pool to attempt 40×50 hard laps and barely got off the edge of the pool. I spent most of my time working on form and couldn’t catch a good rhythm. The total swim time was about 35 minutes and instead of beating myself up, I felt good about even showing up.
After the swim I added another notch in my string of cluster-fuck sleep attempts. It’s just crazy because I was definitely tired after the swim, but then ate a little and drank a bunch of water and I felt like I was ready for another workout while I tossed and turned in bed. I woke up three separate times and finally got up for good about 6:40 to go do my leg workout.
When I got to the gym I wasn’t feeling it at all. I explained my woes to Daniel who was already in the middle of his workout, and he was gracious in his understanding. I did a couple sets of walking lunges and my knee gave me some funky feedback, so I stopped. I meandered a bit, then did some upper body stuff, before calling the workout a fail.
It’s such a strange feeling preparing for an Ironman. There is still over 7 months left, but you always wonder if missing a workout is going to haunt you later. How do you know? I don’t, but I know enough to realize it is a long road and I believe it’s more important to build and keep your energy than burn it to the ground.
I’m not in the mood for the bike workout tonight, but we’ll see how I feel after my writing class. I feel very busy right now with work, training, and all of my other interests. My next focus is on simplifying my life so I am not bogged down or distracted by extra baggage. I’ll keep you posted on that process.