Please Sir, I want some more....

I trained today, if that's what you want to call it. I had my first post-op double work out. I ran two measly miles, at ten minutes a piece. I thought I was doing pretty well until the turtles flew past me laughing, pointing and flipping me off. Hahahaha, not really, but I seriously felt like I was wading chest high through mud. I started kicking up the treadmill speed, you know I was desperate to run if I was happy to be on a dreadmill, but I had to reel myself in. I needed to remind myself that it isn't quite 4 weeks since they took a piece of me out, and the doctor made me promise I would ease into my training. But I got a taste of training today, and greedy me wants more. I want the sweat pouring in my eyes, teeth gritting, swearing in my head kind of training again. I miss it, I am grouchy without it, I am tired of races passing me by!

So it started some today. Not much, but a taste. The fine line that blurs between the pleasure and pain of a work out will be mine again. I will question my sanity again, ask myself why I am doing this to my body, wonder if I am going to make it through when I am only on mile 30 of a 100 mile ride. I will be dizzily happy with endorphins swirling in my body, their sweetness dripping in my veins,......Please sir, I want some more....

I never thought I'd say it, but I miss training

Yeah, yeah, I know, I said I was going to blog more frequently and I haven't. Shame on me, I could tell you why, but then I'd have to kill you. Seriously though, my life has thrown some pretty wicked curve balls at me. I don't want to depress you, and certainly don't feel like rehashing everything, but things are starting to get on a more even keel.

That was until I did myself in dropping weight quickly while I get ready to train for this Ironman. I developed a real problem with my gall bladder. I had stones, attacks it was awful. A trip to the doctor, and one ultrasound later and here I am recovering from my surgery. It's not all that bad, I am just really sore.

So anyway, that's where I stand. Official IMFL training commences on 6/19. I was doing pretty well with my swimming, starting to log some miles on my bike and my run was my run. Nothing spectacular but good enough for now.

I will start blogging my way through this. It is something from my bucket list and deserves a blog all of it's own really, but I will keep this one. All two of my followers wouldn't want to have to find me somewhere else!!

I sign off until I get the green light to train again :)