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Post Ironman, Sprint, Sprint, Half Ironman Blues

Ugh. I think I'm finally facing the post-Ironman blues. I miss everyone. I miss planning the weekend training events and I miss planning our group social events. I always had something to look forward to. Most of our group put some aspect of their life "on hold" to do Ironman and looked forward to getting back to that part of life once the race was over. They put husbands, wives, girlfriends, boyfriends, friends, and family on hold. The only thing I put on hold to train for Ironman was cleaning my apartment. I feel like everyone had something to "go back to" after the race, yet I just came back to my teddy bear whose head is about to fall off. Oh, and apparently I came back to food too since I managed to gain 6 lbs in 6 weeks. I'm feeling pretty lost right now and am not sure where to go from here. Normally I don't feel very lonely, but I do right now. Hopefully this will pass soon.

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CoachLiz said…
find your next goal and sign up for it. Terry and I are going to be running the San Antonio Rock n' Roll Marathon and then partying on the Riverwalk.

Want to join us???

Or you could perfect your yoga, learn to cook, help me with the kid's triathlon...
Anonymous said…
I think some duct tape woud help the bear.
greyhound said…
Come brick with me this weekend. I'll keep you entertained.
Paul Both said…
I've had the same problem, the weight issue too. Hang in there, we will feel better when we have our sights on the next goal. Until then enjoy the little extra free time. It probably won't last long.

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