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Finish Without Regret

That, my friends, is my new ironman goal. It is as simple as it sounds...I want to finish without regret. I don't want to look back and say I should have gone easier on the bike, or say I should not have walked so much on the run. I want to leave it all out there and race smart enough to finish without regret. I will train for the things I do have control over and try not to dwell on the things that I do not have control over.

As far as training is going, I'm exhausted, which is where I should be on a Thursday night as Fridays are my sacred off days.

After running my stellar half marathon on Sunday, I took a spin class Monday night at Tri On The Run from Steve Quick that nearly killed me. My heart rate averaged higher than it ever has in a spin class and I was in a full sweat about 2 minutes into the class. I took the class on my own bike and a trainer and that makes a world of difference. You can get away with a lot more on a spin bike. Not on my bike - I had to be honest, and it hurt - a lot.

Tuesday morning was masters swim and I'm still enjoying it a lot. I got moved up a lane which is kind of sad because I liked all the girls in my old lane - it was much more fun! I swam 2550. I like to get more yardage in during those workouts, but I think I missed a good deal of the warm up talking about boys in the locker room. Imagine that.

Tuesday night was track practice. Turns out my half marathon performance earned me a new vdot, thus making my track workouts that much harder. I showed up knowing I probably shouldn't be doing the workout, but thought I would see how things went. Lesson learned: it is probably best not to try out your newly earned vdot just 2 days after earning that vdot. I ended up just doing some ins and outs and easy running.

Last night was another killer spin class - this time at the Post Oak Y. There was quite a contingent of triathletes in there, so that was fun. Also, Hans (of Hans and Fee) was substituting for the normal Wednesday teacher. He said he wasn't sure how she normally taught the class, but since it was a level 3, he'd just go full force the whole time. I told Angy we were in for it before it started. Five minutes into the class I told myself I could leave after 45 minutes. Eight minutes into the class I told myself I could leave after 30 minutes! But, I stuck it out, despite what my legs had to say, and finished the class. Of course I was glad I stayed, but I was really worried there for a while!

This morning was more masters swimming - this time 2900. Our last set involved swimming 25's only taking 2 breaths per length. I was great for the first 2 and then I nearly died...over and over again. Tonight I ran a loop at the park and ran it way faster than I had any business running. And that was for 2 totally stupid reasons that had nothing to do with running. That was the new Kathleen coming out. I'm fearing she's a bit like a boy though...she runs fast because of things totally unrelated to running despite knowing she should really take it easy. Hmm...

In other news it appears I'm suffering from another case of temporary anorexia. It may be over in the morning though depending on what is brought in for Friday breakfast. I've dropped a few pounds over the past few days which is nice, but I never know if it is going to stay off when it comes off so fast (although it was pretty nice to see a number on the scale this morning that I haven't seen since freshman year in high school). I went to the dr. today and she was looking at my chart and said "you've lost a lot of weight since the last time I saw you." I asked what my weight was last time and I gasped when she told me - then I proceeded to explain to her that I never claimed that weight and it was clearly a fat day. She said fat days don't account for 16 lbs. She is right, but I still will never admit to weighing as much as my chart said I did in December 2006! This is probably the last case of temporary anorexia I will have before IMAZ because IM training requires lots of FOOD!!! (that's why we do this, right?)

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