I’m just trying to tell myself its ok. I’m not about to win a swim race, and I don’t particularly want to. The goal is to survive the swim and get onto the bike and be strong. And while it may feel like forever, that extra time on the swim in an ironman is actually not that long, in the grand scheme of the entire day. So, there's that. It's kind of hard to believe that though, when it feels so awful.
Speaking of being strong on the bike after a swim, it’s good to have someone force me on the
trainer more! And have actual workouts,
not just spinning idly on the bike. This
has been a pretty light week (makes sense, 6th week in) but overall Shawn
is definitely making sure I am working hard.
Which I know is making me stronger, so I love it (while also hating it). Super looking forward to consistently nicer
weather on the weekends too, because riding outside (when it’s usually just a
long ride with no set workout) is a million times better.
I feel conflicted sometimes—I love the bike the most, but
sometimes I feel it’s out of habit, like I’m trying to convince myself I love
it the most. But that’s on the trainer. As soon as I’m on the bike outside, there is
no question. :)
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