It's been so long since I logged on I had to go find my password for blogger, holy shit has it been that long?
Since I last spewed forth upon the internet life has continued to move forward I see... It appears that the universe does not depend on my nonsensical ramblings to continue its infinitesimal expansion. <--- News to me!
I'm still living the high life :) while the Commander continues to explore the sands of Arabia (in camouflage and armed!). I imagine being a single parent and actually being single would be a little more exciting if I were indeed single... right? I mean, I'd be able to go out clubbing??? Be more involved in the social scene?? Have tons of casual sex with other single parents!! :) Instead I sleep alone, spend hours a week on Skype, can go 3 or more days without talking to another adult, and regularly run more miles per week than I drive. <----- Wouldn't change a thing if I had the choice.
The real story is me being a melodramatic bitch AGAIN! The past 6 weeks have not gone quite the way I would have liked for an Ironman build but I was ok with the progress I was making... until flooding, tornadoes, and the stomach flu hit. In one week of sickness, fatigue, and no training, I felt like I went backward 8 weeks. Power dropped. Run splits went up. Endurance dropped. Motivation waned. Then came the poor Ryan pity party. Once I was able to ride for more than an hour again my power and endurance were wayyyyyy ridiculously low! So low that I was ready to throw in the towel on IM Texas. I talked with the Commander and some other friends and they were all supportive and understanding but they all said I should go and use it as a really hard training day. My pity turned to bitchiness and with that came the whiny little Ryan, "I don't want to go fuck around in Texas with skin searing heat and humidity just to do it... If I can't win then I'm taking my ball and going home!" But things change, I was able to put in a decent week of training before starting a taper, and I can't turn down the opportunity to be at race speed. I'll be in Texas, but if a chick passes me on the bike I might just ride back to the car and start driving home :}
5 comments:
Ryan you could just pee on the bike or kick her off if she passes you. And if a chick passes you on the bike you should have her checked for nads!! :)
Way to pull the big boy pants up and stick with it. You will still kick ass - you've put too much into this to back out now.
Don't let the girls pass you... that would be embarrassing. :)
stop being a wussie (and I substituted the "w" for the "p" to keep it "pg"). You KNOW when you come back from sickness it takes a bit for your body to get back with the program. So your mind is playing games with you. If you aren't hitting your numbers again this week, I'll eat your shorts. not while you are wearing them. that would be gay...
i thought of you at my race on sunday - there was a very tall man wearing a white tri-kit, and i immediately thought "white hot" and wondered how you were doing. apparently youre being a little bitch. suck it up pussbag. we love you.
I imagine that all of these challenges are driving you even harder now.
FOCUS.... and keep pushing!!!
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