Friday, July 24, 2009


My head is still a bit of a jumble when it comes to sorting out how I feel about my race last weekend. I also have a sprint coming up this weekend, and am excited about that as well. I have also been playing with the Syracuse Symphony this week, which adds a whole other level of stress to my head. Here goes:

  • I'm still not sure I know why I enjoy doing triathlons so much. I really think a lot of it is me proving to myself that I am an athlete, and that I can go beyond myself and others in my endeavors. I'm not really sure where this drive comes from. I think a little bit of it comes from my relationship with my mother. She never put a lot of emphasis on accomplishment when we were growing up. She would always say things like, "As long as you try your best, that's what counts." Well, just what is my best? I'm still searching.
  • My friend, Sarah, asked me about how I felt emotionally during the race. My most emotional moment of the day was before the race started when I saw that message at my transition area. It really hit me at that moment just what I was doing, and how much it really did matter to me that people were proud of me for what I did. I wish it doesn't matter, but it does. I want my family to be proud of me. During the race itself, I was really more focused on doing what I was doing. During the last three miles, I don't remember what I was thinking besides the fact that if I stopped it was going to take me longer to finish. When I saw Kel and the boys about a quarter of a mile from the finish, that was the first time during those last few miles I was able to come out of my head and enjoy the moment. I actually remember a couple of times being annoyed at spectators that would say things like, "Pick it up," or, "You're almost there." I wanted to say, "Easy for you to say, you're just standing there." Of course I didn't, but normally I love spectators who shout encouraging words. This surprised me. I did feel a great sense of camaraderie and good will towards all the racers. Even if we didn't exchange words, there was a sense of understanding in each foot fall.
  • On a more practical note, I did not take in any recovery drink after the race. I got caught up in the ending and looking for Kel, and I totally spaced out on that. I heard that some people had recovery drink in their finisher's bottle, but mine just had water. I am usually right on top of this when I am working out, and I do think that hindered my muscle recovery a bit. Next time I will definitely make that a priority.
  • The side of my right foot is sore and has been since Wednesday. I'm hoping it is just a fluke thing, but I am a little worried about it.
  • Tonight on the way to my flute quartet rehearsal, I saw a small blue balloon bouncing along the side of the road. About a mile later, I saw a white one. I wondered where they came from, and why they were on the highway, and for some reason it made me a little sad.
  • Sunday is Irongirl Syracuse. I'm super excited to race my first sprint of the season. I'll keep you posted on that.
  • During the run leg of the race, I got passed by a man who was 75 years old. He looked amazing, and I hope that I am that fit (and that fast) when I am 75!

That's all for now...happy training!


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