Week 2 is done and dusted and Week 3 is upon me.
So how was the past week. I failed to feel any love whatsoever with training this week which is ironic given I spent the week learning how to coach IRONMAN triathletes.
I did all my sessions except for the swim yet I hated almost ever bloody moment of it. It has been hot and humid and downright bloody horrible conditions to train in. Running on the roads/footpaths here is just horrendous!
I miss my trails around Noosa National Park, the forestry around my parents old house and mostly I miss running with my Skinny Dog.
Skinny didn’t always come running with me, she was 12 after all. But I loved taking her for little runs. I have felt very sad about her dying just before I left to come traveling and have even had a few nights where I just wanted to cry myself to sleep. Living in a dorm has made that one less likely. She was my best mate!
I did wonder this week if my emotional state and almost hatred of training had to do with anything else. Quite frankly it probably does. I have now been away from home 137 days or 4 months and 15 days. Not the longest I have been away for but still it is a long time.
I miss my Mumma! I miss my family, I miss cups of tea on the back porch and I miss home… As I have chosen to be traveling and away from home I guess I need to feel the feelings and then get on with it!
So what does Week 3 have install for me:
Can’t say I am excited about this week either but specificity is key (the coach loves that).
I do think the fact that I am missing crossfit and yoga are more the issues than just the running. I love the idea that I am going to be running 100km but it is through the beautiful Sunshine Coast Hinterland and I am training in very different circumstance.
Okay okay I know I am whining and having a downright sob story but there is no use me coming on here and saying ‘yippy training is going bloody amazing’ when it is not. I am nothing if not authentic and I refuse to sugar coat that I am struggling to get up and train.
I do have some good news! I found a Yin Yoga studio not far from here… A much deeper internet search revealed a lot more yoga on Penang Island. Most of it is not accessible for the transport-less but Sunalini Yoga Studio is close by. So I will be hitting them up on Wednesday night!
So coach in all likelihood the chances of me swimming are slim, I will try and work on that! But I will get the rest done however messy it is.
Do you go through periods of the ‘I can’t be f**ked’ when your training? What do you do to overcome those feelings? I’d love to hear from you.
Tell then I am going to study, eat, train, sleep and repeat!