This week has really been a great learning experience.
IMMoo was the first Ironman in the US since the dream became real for me. I have been scouring the internet for race reports of the coldest and harshest IM ever. Some of my favorites so far:
TriSaratops of course. She has the most amazing way with words. I feel like I'm living the race with her.
Turkey from Slowtwitch had a great, excellently written report
IronWill has an amazing story going of a heartbreaking DNF. She is taking it in such graceful stride, though. I am in awe.
Kar-ming has some interesting things to say about hypothermia and diuresis
Chivalry has another wonderful report that I came across on Slowtwitch. And whose picture did I see on his page? Sara! The girl is a friggin celebrity! :)
So reading all of these grueling reports of fabulous people who have put their lives on hold for a year to train for something they never thought possible really started to get me nervous.
So what am I nervous about?
Am I worried that my IM will be wrought with the terrible weather that the MOOers had to battle?
Am I worried that I won't be able to finish
No, not yet.
Am I worried that training is going to be too hard?
What worries me most is the Monday after my IM.
Reading these reports makes me afraid of the hole that will be in my life on June 25, 2007. I will train for 9 months day in and day out. I will put my heart and soul into my bike, onto my legs, and through the water. I'll live and sleep nutrition, strategy, and training periodization. I will form bonds with my training buddies that I never thought possible because we are all in this huge monumental battle together.
And then on June 25th it will be over.
July 1st I will start my first day on the wards in my training to become a doctor. My life will officially change, as I start 5 years of intense medical training, 60-80 hours per week. Will I ever get to exercise? Will I ever see my friends? Will my tri-life that I have grown to love and cherish just disappear in a puff of smoke?
That is what scares me.
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