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The thought of doing an Ironman is a bit like deciding to start a band. It’s a lot easier as a fantasy.
But once you click submit, Ironman is real.
For me, the time to get real, is now. 51 days and counting . . . quickly.
That’s 7 weeks to find the top of my game. That’s just under two months to prepare for the toughest day of my life . . . and it’s time to work.
The first time Ironman buzz is gone. A lot of the fear that pushed me last year is buried. Now it comes down to discipline, focus and sweat.
There’s no more room for “10 Days of Rest” or losing my mojo. I have to drag myself out of bed and grind it out after work.
I have to own each stroke, spin, and stride. I have to fuel my diet, hydration and mind.
I have to believe, and not just in finishing, but finishing well. And while I’ll have tons of support, it comes down to me.
It will be me alone against the elements. The water, the fire, the tremendous distance.
You can live in the fantasy, but Ironman is patient. Eventually she looks you in the eye, and you’d better be ready for the conversation.
