Quick catch-up! Yesterday (Sunday) was supposed to be a 60 min aerobic run. I took my son along with me on his bike and we headed off on the river trail... along the Willamette River. Its a paved path that runs an approximate 10k loop... not terribly crowded and pretty well shaded. Somehow we got separated and I ran along the river in a panic adding an extra 2 miles to my total run! It was NOT fun! The idea of loosing that young man just made me sick! We found each other... he was in tears... and we continued our outing paying more attention to each other. We had some good one on one talking time... a rarity in our busy family! So the stats for the run were as follows:- Total time: 60 min
- Total distance: 8.5 miles
- Pace: 7 min/mile
- Avg HR: 148
Spending that time with Jack made me start thinking about the time commitment to train for a full Ironman. Which is where the title of this post comes from... "Juggling". I was reading a post the other day on Triscoop from Jetpack. He casually mentioned that that particular day's workout consisted of 1 hour of swimming, a 6 hour ride, and a 1 hour run. You do the math... that's 8 hours of training in one day! Seriously... part of me says, "YES! SWEET! I want that!" The other part of me says, "Holy COW... how am I going to fit that kind of training in and still be the father and husband that I want to be?!"
Again... I guess its a matter of what goals you want to set for yourself. I certainly believe that you don't have to kill yourself in order to finish an Ironman. However, I do know myself... and I won't be satisfied with just finishing. Then again... maybe its foolish to expect anything more for your first race at that distance!ANYWAY... I really do struggle with those sorts of thoughts. What's most important to me is my family and their well-being and happiness... and how I contribute to that. I do know that if I'm not pursuing something lofty... that I'm miserable... and that lofty goal is generally something physical, (I'm no brainiac!)... and that those goals or challenges keep me sane... which ultimately contributes to me being able to be a better parent/spouse! GEESH! Am I INSANE? Am I the only one out there that obsesses about these things? Doubtful... but sometimes I wonder. Anybody out there have any thoughts?
Thanks for reading!
Breathe...




