The big milestone… 100 days until Ironman Coeur d’Alene …is here.
100 days has always freaked me out.
But I have turned a corner. The 100 Day Corner. As I was kicking a ball around in the yard last night with the Expert and the kids, I realized that my life was calmer; that my constant state of panic, worry, driving, and fretting no longer had to be part of who I am.
For almost 6 years, the Expert and I were in some sort of life limbo. Hard to explain really. But I didn’t like the way things were–with my family, my kids, my job. So we changed.
Now, granted our family didn’t have a real choice after the Expert lost his job—we had to change—but for so long, I had been putting out into the universe that I wanted things to be different.
And now they are.
And I have this enormously sense of peace …along with a giant, empty hole where all of my worries and fears and anger used to live. I hope the empty hole has made me lose weight….Because while I will always have stress in my life (I know), right now all the stress feels a millions times less. I feel like I weigh less. 🙂
Two and a half years ago, I decided to change ME by starting to tri.
And I owe so so so much to my family, to the people in the sport of triathlon for being a part of the change.
As I was having a very grateful moment this morning in spin class, I realized that I wanted to somehow pay proper tribute and thanks to some very important people in my life—and especially during these next 100 days—as the Swim Bike Family becomes an Iron family.
So I have decided to break up my 100 days into ten blocks of ten days.
And I am going to dedicate each block to a very important person or group of people in thisIronman journey. And when the training gets tough, I am going to look inside and get through the workout “for” that person, or group.
This is sort of like my mile-by-mile dedication from Ironman Augusta —where I ran each mile of the 13.1 “for” someone important to me. I loved having that to cling to during the tough times in the run. So I wanted to have a similar motivation here.
So… here goes with my next post… I dedicate the next ten days of training to my Dad…
Awesome.
Love this. And I can relate with not liking your life and deciding to make a change. My husband and I decided right before our 30th birthday that we didn’t like our jobs, didn’t like where we lived and generally, didn’t like our lives. So we changed it. Sold our house, moved to a new town, got different jobs. SO.WORTH.IT. Eight years later we couldn’t be happier. It wasn’t all roses and sunshine, but all that hard work was worth it. Every.last.bit. Kinda like tri-ing. 😀