Tuesday, March 7, 2017

(non) ironman training

A few weeks ago (well, five weeks to be "exact"), I decided to start up ironman training once again. I didn't have a specific race in mind to sign up for.  Mostly I just wanted to get into training again to see if it would inspire me in some way or fashion.  Things started out pretty well.  I started having visions of toeing the line again and then started formulating a plan to just do my own damn race (can you say MER MAN!!) and map out a course where I live. Forget the entry fee, travel and hoopla - just swim and ride / run through the SoCal landscape.


I made it through week five and quite honestly have no desire to keep going.  Ironman training and "racing" (more like participating) definitely served a purpose in my life at the time I did it.  I met some fantastic people, had some amazing experiences and traveled to places I probably would have never traveled to. But at the end of the day (well, the end of this past five weeks anyway), I discovered it's not something I particularly want to do again. I absolutely don't mind the "pain" of training or the time required to do it. I just don't seem to enjoy it or get anything out of it anymore.


Which begs the question I've been asking myself for the past three years (or if I'm really honest with myself, the question I've been asking myself the past 15 years) - what is it I want to do with my time. What is it that gets me fired up and passionate.  I still don't know. I'm not sure I ever will. All I can do is keep trying to find it.
In the meantime...