I have a new running partner. His name is Tucker. He's a six month old Australian Shepherd and I got him for those very early morning runs when the sun might not yet be up. We adopted him and he was already potty trained and knew a few commands. He's protective and so smart. I love him already.
We've had him for a few weeks now and my first run with him will be tomorrow for a short 4 mile run. In praying he does great!
After that it will continue to build for several weeks before I get another recovery week.
Training this year is totally different. Some ways it's good and some ways it's bad. The ways that is good is I know what to expect. My body is more conditioned than it was last year and I have yet to cry during training. I have however gotten to a point to where I feel I am totally exhausted. Where maybe I will cry at the simplicity of a Volvo commercial or while watching a Disney movie with my kids. I am a little more emotional than usual simply because I know my body is tired and my mind is exhausted. I'm starting to really struggle through some of the longer bike rides and through some of the runs. My nutrition is again something that I have yet to figure out 100%. I think it's one of the hardest parts of training. I'm better off than I was last year but I'm still not 100% with it. Just goes to show that no matter what, you're always learning.
The part of training that I think is bad is it just feels different. The CTF team is a little smaller and not as close as the team was last year. I have some lifelong friendships from that team and it is something I will remember for the rest of my life. I also feel the mental part of this is a lot harder. Making myself do this... Getting up to train everyday... Keep going on that bike when I JUST. DONT. WANT. TO. And the worst part about this is, my favorite person won't be beside me on the course. Jason trained with me and raced beside me during 2 IRONMAN races last year. The thought of not having him there scares me and breaks my heart all together. I know I will see him on the sidelines as much as possible.... But it just doesn't feel right to do this without him.
I'm still scared to death of the swim in Florida. I get anxious just thinking about it. I get nervous during a training swim when it enters my mind and can barely handle it. I seriously don't know what my problem is. I know I'm a somewhat strong swimmer and I can do it. But there is just something about that wide open, deep, never ending ocean that makes me lose my breath.
Of course I wouldn't be doing this for anything other than finding a cure to END NF. It's so important to me and I am completely passionate about not stopping until there is a cure. I am $500 away from raising $15,000....help me get there HERE!