Sometimes, it's just hard

I hope everyone had a great Easter weekend.  The weather was good for us here in our neck of the woods and I managed to get out to enjoy it.  Sunday's long run was absolutely glorious -- despite snacking on the gnats.   I did a much longer run than necessary but it was just too nice out to cut it short.

This past week was not a good week for my training.  I only missed my long bike workout due to bike difficulties which I will explain later, but every...single...workout felt like a struggle.  My body seemed to be rebelling against me.  I tried to do my zone (interval) workouts, but I had nothing in the tank.  I was fuelling properly and I couldn't figure out why this was so difficult, so I had a couple of mental breakdowns this week.   Add to that the fact that my bike mechanic discovered a six-inch crack in my carbon fibre bike frame that is beyond repair and I'm ready to snap.   This means the purchase of a new bike, which, in itself, is not a terrible thing.  I just didn't want it to happen this way and certainly not three-and-a-half months before my Ironman race. 

I know I shouldn't be panicking, but this bike course in Lake Placid is new territory for me and I'm a tad obsessed about being prepared for it so missing a four-hour bike ride is a big deal for me right now.   I'm trying to stay positive and I keep reminding myself that there's plenty of time to train, but every once in a while the doubt creeps in. 

My husband and friends help me keep things in perspective -- at least they keep trying to remind me.  Thanks, you guys.  You're the best!

I'm taking donations to the Get Me a New Bike Fund ;-)



It sure is pretty, isn't it?