Guess that's how I think of this year so far. I consider myself blessed and lucky for what I have: My wonderful family, my work which puts food on our table, shoes on our feet, and for the chance to pursue sport. I will also admit being injured, and unable to race, has tested my ability to remain optimistic about sport, and to rethink what I'm trying to accomplish, the reasons behind the commitment. It's been months of physical 'pain management' while working out, and literally taking it day by day, and week by week.
I've been able to train enough to take on Ironman Canada in 11 short days. I will say my preparation has been unlike years past. Whether that is a good thing or not, remains to be seen on August 26. I've seen glimpses of really good form and fitness during some workouts, and I've also seen some warning signs in others. It is what it is- another race, and I'm as prepared as my life has allowed me. Sure, it means a lot, it has significance, and I will do my very best. It is also another opportunity to see good friends, and have a great trip with my family to a beautiful place, one with fond memories for us. I think it's that balance that brings happiness, through the ups and downs along the journey.
See you in Canada. Let's see what we got...
