Sunday, September 21, 2008


... was me last Sunday. Can you say SPENT!? DONE!? CRACKED!? Yeah. I certainly could. But can you also say BREAKTHROUGH!? Yeah. I can. I'm tellin ya, that last week on the schedule was absolutely brutal. The odd thing is, as with most of Coach Liz's workouts, is that you look at them on paper and you say, "Eh. That doesn't look too awful.". Then you head out, and everything goes well for the first little bit, like the warm-up, then, the main-set starts... and you end up getting spanked. As a matter of fact... I'll admit it... last Saturday's ride on the 13th actually made me cry! Yes... I'm a chick... and that is NOT meant as an insult. I was just so mentally and physically exhausted! My legs were completely on fire... like painful to the touch and I knew I still had to run off the bike UNDER my half-marathon race pace... AND.... and and and AND... I was so overwhelmingly, intensely, consumingly HAPPY! Yes. Happy. Everyone has their own reasons for getting into this sport. Everyone has different things that drive them and make them swim, bike, and run to the best of their ability. For me, one key reason is that I like to peel my own onion... get down in those layers and see what's around... whatever it is, painful or not... I just LOVE experiencing the intense, full-range of human emotion. If that means crying like a little bitch... so be it. If that means laughing hysterically in the middle of a tempo run... so be it. If it means being so consumed with rage at my coach for prescribing a given workout and having a Tourettes Syndrom moment while dropping F-bombs at the top of my lungs running down the road... so be it! Gimme. Now. 2 years ago. Here in Oregon, SD, or in Phoenix... wherever... I want it.

So that was the week of September 15th. Very challenging. Very good. I would even say delicious. This past week I entered a recovery week... which was equally delicious. More on that later.

In the meantime, please look around. Go outside. Look around. See how the sun is sitting in the sky? That light. That warm, Fall light. See the leaves beginning to turn? Don't you just love this time of year? Yeah. I do too.

Thank you for taking the time to read. Hope you're all happy and healthy.



Anonymous said...

HA! Seeing your suffering face made me smile! GLAD you are feeling SOO good...Excellent! :) Jen H.

kt said...

Hard core. You are hard core. This was a very, very articulate post. Thanks for writing it down so the rest of us could read it. It really made my day.

jameson said...

I'm glad to hear you are still alive (if only barely). You gotta love those breakthrough workouts... bring on the tears!

Flatman said...

U B rockin' it, dude!

Jamie said...

Love it.

This post proves how masochistic this sport can be.

IronJenny said...

I disagree on one point: recovery week is WAY more delicious than challenging week. Like comparing saltines to cake.

Anonymous said... isn't easy is it?
It's not black and white.
It's not all fun and games.
But I'm with ya on the emotions that it can illicit. That is so rewarding on so many levels. Keep up the good work. It's all payin' off.
Gu wook Z.

Ryan said...

Super hawt pics!

I think "it" moved a little and I'm not even like that :)

blink said...

"peel my own onion" Love that line!

Man it's gonna be fun watching you at Clear Water!

Go get them, and it brother!

Anonymous said...

I always look forward to your posts...where have you been?
I'm sure you're busy with your training, work and family - just know that there are people out here who look forward to hearing about what you're up to.