I am 10 weeks in and have raised $1273.28 and am currently ahead of our goal of raising one dollar for every mile. I have trained a total of 769.59 miles. It doesn't seem like much but my body is really starting to feel the miles increasing each week. Two weeks ago I came down with another head cold, the day before we went on vacation. I only ran once that week because I didn't want a repeat of the last time I tried to train when I was sick.
I came back from vacation well rested had my fasted swim and longest run of the program so far. I was concerned because before my morning run after vacation I had a sharp pain in my foot. It kind of felt like a stress fracture, so I took another day off and was forced by Janelle to ice and roll it with a golf ball. The next run I did was with Janelle and our friend Cassie, my foot felt fine. I guess my body is just getting beat up from training ten times a week.
Ten workouts a week, that is what it takes I suppose, or hope. The idea of swimming, biking and running that much in one day still feels a little out of reach but I cannot stop. There are exactly six months until race day. We have sent out a bunch of packets and Janelle just got some good news today that we hope to announce in our next blog (fingers crossed).
Till then, please donate. My miles are slowly creeping up on our donations!!!
I am 7 weeks into the training and have gone a total of 630.92 miles and have nearly raised twice that. $1257 is amazing. I am beginning to wonder if there is even a chance of me keeping up with the dollar amount of donations. There has been so much love and support so far. The last three weeks were chaotic. I was in Florida for 10 days but that didn't stop me. Even though I didn't have my bike, I rode the hotel's recumbent, anyone who has ever ridden one will cringe when I say I was on it for 1:45 at a time, one night the pain lasted until 2 a.m. Now that is some dedication.
I got back from my trip to a wife and daughter who was starting to get sick. This last week has been a balancing act of training and taking care of them, which means I would do my Husband and Fatherly duties and go to the gym to get my swimming done at 9 pm. With them being better, we started training week 8 with the same hectic ritual. I woke up this morning to find my dog's snout to be swollen. I had to leave her at the vet and hopefully they will find out that it is a minor issue.
This Sunday we will be leaving on a much needed family vacation to Alabama to visit my mom, and then to Texas to visit my brother that I served in the Marine Corps with. I will still be racking up mileage while I'm gone, no matter how much of a pain it is. I have committed to something, and I will see it through to the best of my ability. When we get back from this trip, the race will be only 6 months out, so it will be time to really start preparing.
The hard part about endurance races is not the race, but the training. The race will only be 13 hours, it is committing yourself to 8 months of training in the middle of the night, being tired all of the time, sacrificing family time to go run up a mountain in the snow, training on vacation when everyone else is having fun. It is those times that you look back upon as being the real challenge. I have to be thankful that Janelle and Bella are so supportive and helpful with this crazy idea that I came up with. They are sacrificing just as much as I am.
Till next time, keep the donations coming. Without all of the support and donations, mine and my families sacrifices are for nothing.