Three weeks and one day.
22 days until I race 140.6 miles.
Obviously, I have been thinking a lot about this, and one thing I keep coming back to over and over is how much training for a full distance triathlon is a lot like having a baby. I have been training since January, so by the time the "big day" rolls around it will be about 9 months of physical and mental preparation. Much like being pregnant, no?
I been thinking a lot about why I am doing this because that is a question that I know will come up at some point in my day, and I really believe it is a good thing to have an answer to that question. I've written before about this, but I always seem to come back to "remembering your whys." My whys have a lot to do with being a mommy.
When I first started running, Ryan was about a year old. One of the reasons I started running, which led to all of this triathlon madness, is that after giving birth to my first son I felt so empowered. Those 20+ hours are still the hardest physical thing I have ever done, and I have always felt that if I could do that I could do anything. What a gift it is to see the true potential of your mind and body, and I can honestly say that I have embraced that. I truly believe that we are capable of so much more than we can ever imagine, and the day I became a mother gave me a glimpse of that.
I remember thinking before Ryan was born that it can't really be that bad. I mean, really, you get a baby at the end of it, and maybe most women just don't have a very high pain tolerance.
Ha! I was SO WRONG!
Oh the joys of not knowing. I was much more nervous the second time, knowing full well what I would be facing. I kind of have a feeling 140.6 might be that way, and I'm okay with that. There is something exciting about venturing into the unknown.
Being a mother begins the day you give birth and it is a process that continues each day after that. Giving birth was physically the hardest thing I have done, and mothering is emotionally the hardest thing I have done. 140.6 miles doesn't really seem like that big of a deal when you look at it with a bit of real life perspective.
I do know that it won't take me as long as it did to have my first child, and I'm pretty darn sure it won't hurt as bad. I also know that at the end, both of my beautiful children and my husband will be waiting to cross that finish line with me, because without them I'm pretty sure I would never have had the courage to begin.