Just keep going:
Just keep going.
That’s what I told myself all week.
Just keep going.
I had the biggest training week of my life.
Here was the schedule.
Monday - supposed to be 1.5 hr bike but was tired after biking 140k on Saturday and running 22.5k Sunday, so took a rest day.
Tuesday - 1 hr swim nonstop.
Wednesday - 45 min open water swim.
Thursday - 1.5 hr bike + 1 hr run.
Friday - 45 min open water swim.
Saturday - 6-hour bike.
Sunday - 3.5 hr run.
Absolutely insane volume.
These numbers used to seem impossible to me.
How can you bike for 6 hours straight?
How can I swim for an hour straight?
Impossible.
Yet here I am.
Just finished it.
And my body is feeling surprisingly good.
Bit of ankle soreness after the run, but overall, not bad.
Doesn’t mean it was easy.
Far from it.
Saturday was the worst.
Most difficult workout of my entire life.
Started out strong.
First 50k was fine.
Next 40k was a struggle.
Was running low on my nutrition.
Legs started feeling sore.
But still had 50k left to get home.
Started the ride in 32 degree heat with the sun beating down on me when the wind started to pick up.
40k/hr winds.
Right in my face.
So for the next 2 hours I had to bike up and down hills in super hot conditions with the wind in my face the whole way back.
I wanted to cry.
I wanted to break down.
I wanted to stop.
But I kept pushing.
Kept telling myself.
Just keep going.
Even if it takes you forever, don’t stop.
So I did.
Just like Dory said.
Just keep swimming.
Even when it hurts.
Even when it sucks.
Even when you want to cry.
Just keep going.
That’s been my motto this whole journey.
Wake up.
Look at the workout you have to do.
Finish that.
Don’t focus on tomorrow.
Don’t focus on the weekend.
Don’t look too far ahead.
Focus on today.
Where you are.
Do what you have to do today.
That’s it.
Then slowly watch.
And see how far you’ll come.
I’ve done all of this in 6 months.
6 months from zero.
And now we’re here.
Training 6 days a week.
Biking for 6 hours straight.
Running casual half marathons every week for months.
I can’t believe it.
Genuinely.
This journey has been unbelievable.
Truly didn’t think I could get this far.
Yet here we are.
3 weeks away from completing an Ironman.
3.8k swim.
180k bike.
42.2k run.
All together.
No break in between.
It’s a feat so insane that less than 0.01% of the population has ever completed it.
Less than a million people in history.
They all needed something to keep them going.
When the pain gets too much and you want to quit, how are you going to show up?
How are you going to get through it?
What are you truly made of?
Remember a friend who completed one a few years back said to me -
This journey is not about completing the actual race.
It’s about the person you become along the way.
You’ll find out if you’re an Ironman during training.
Not on race day.
Race day is a celebration.
It’s a celebration of the commitment you made and the hours upon hours of time you put in when no one was there but you.
He’s right.
The journey to get here, even this week, feels like nothing short of a miracle.
One of the only things that got me here was this.
You are so much more capable than you think.
Can do so much.
Accomplish so much.
Push your body so much more than you believe.
Don’t limit yourself.
Even when it’s hard.
Even when you want to quit.
Even when you’re body is screaming at you to stop.
Just keep going.