Who also knew running could be so hard- having never run after a 12 mile cycle before, not me. But oh my goodness do your legs burn.
As I have never done a triathlon before, ans ultimately not done much exercise at all in the past few years I class myself as an utter novice. So to be told by the gym man that I am ”at that level of fitness” regardless of what he actually meant, feels amazing.
I have put my absolute all into training, eating and lack of alcoholic drinking, although I should probably be icing more than I do. My life has virtually revolved around work, training and dog walking of the two monsters.
I had an epiphany last night while doing a gentle cycle… regardless of how I do this weekend (although I really don’t want to come last!) I am so totally proud of myself. To have come from 4 years of injury and not being able to do much at all, to completing a half marathon and now hopefully a triathlon 17 months post shoulder surgery is more than I could ever have dreamed. I still can’t do upper body work and the pain to my shoulder feels like after this weekend I should be returning to see Professor Funk… but for this week I do not care. No pain no gain… and this year has been one big gain.
Roll on September 13th 2015… I will crush you!