Oh my gosh...I need a new saddle!! In the world of cycling, a saddle is known as a seat. I believe the reason it's so appropriately referred to as a saddle is because like a saddle on a horse, it can leave you with some nasty saddle sores. Hence, the reason I need a new one!!
Two Saturdays ago, my first ride of the year, I rode 25 miles. About 10 miles into it, I was highly aware of my uncomfortableness. Shifting around can only help so much and sometimes can make things worse. At 25 miles, I was a-hurtin' bad! You would think I would've marched myself to the nearest bike shop and demanded something redeeming...but no. Instead, I rode 35 miles the next Sat. on the same flippin' seat! What the heck is wrong with me?? Like 7 days is really enough time to erase my memory of that awful pain, so I decide to go 10 miles farther?? Seriously?? All I can say is...OMG...there should have been blood!
So tomorrow...momma's getting a new saddle.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Monday, April 5, 2010
Yes...I'm still training.
Yes...I'm still training. As you can imagine, some days are better than others. For awhile, I was suffering horribly from insomnia. Why is it that I will wake up to the slightest sounds of kids stirring in the room down the hall, yet my husband next to me can get out of bed, get something to eat, etc. and I sleep like a baby through it all?? I guess it's my "Ninja Momma Radar" going off! So night after night, I would wake up at 2 or 3am and be wide awake for 2 to 3 hours...yes, hours!! Seeing how I have to teach kids something during the day, that makes it almost impossible to get up at 5am to train. Working out later in the evening after my hubby gets home with family activities and kids sports, is a futile attempt at best.
During this time, I was freaking myself out wondering if I can actually do this distance. I mean, a half ironman isn't something I can half-heartedly train for, hoping and praying I'm not the last person crossing the finish line. I'm looking at competing hard for 7-8 hours straight...hence the mental anguish and freaking out moments!!
I'm back to sleeping a bit better. I still wake up sometimes. Although instead of ditching my workout, I've decided it's better to get up and train. By the grace of God, I manage to get through the day with a little help from my friend "seriously strong coffee". I fall into bed absolutely exhausted and usually go right back to sleep after hearing my cherubs stirring in their beds.
I've also managed to cut myself some slack. I am not an elite athlete with all the time and resources to train, although I am blessed with many privileges. I have the privilege of managing a family of 7 on my husband's teacher salary, homeschooling our kids, juggling chores, kids/family schedules, church activities and training for a triathlon. I'm going to enjoy this journey. I'm learning so much and still have so much to learn~
During this time, I was freaking myself out wondering if I can actually do this distance. I mean, a half ironman isn't something I can half-heartedly train for, hoping and praying I'm not the last person crossing the finish line. I'm looking at competing hard for 7-8 hours straight...hence the mental anguish and freaking out moments!!
I'm back to sleeping a bit better. I still wake up sometimes. Although instead of ditching my workout, I've decided it's better to get up and train. By the grace of God, I manage to get through the day with a little help from my friend "seriously strong coffee". I fall into bed absolutely exhausted and usually go right back to sleep after hearing my cherubs stirring in their beds.
I've also managed to cut myself some slack. I am not an elite athlete with all the time and resources to train, although I am blessed with many privileges. I have the privilege of managing a family of 7 on my husband's teacher salary, homeschooling our kids, juggling chores, kids/family schedules, church activities and training for a triathlon. I'm going to enjoy this journey. I'm learning so much and still have so much to learn~
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