Friday, March 21, 2014

I've Got Sand Between My Toes.............

So, the Crew, I'd say 90% of them, are in Melbourne for Ironman this weekend. Toeing the line are Coach, Skip, Elvy and Katie. The rest are supporters who will man the megaphone and bring them all home. I'll be checking in on the action from back here. 

Gazza has a huge race on this weekend too. A 21km run, out and back. Its at the Blue Mountains and forms part of the Northface 100km race that he will do later in May. Its a great training day for him. Check out the elevation of this crazy ass run. A friend said she saw people crawling back up this last year.

I'm staying home for this race too. Not that I don't want to support Big Gazza and wait for him at the finish line. But I have stuff to do!

No longer finding excuses to skip out on some hard work, I took a hard look at a few things and also a couple of photos. Here it is in all its undignified, unedited, wish it weren't true but it is, harsh reality. <Insert Parental Guidance required> warning. 

April 7, 2013

21 March, 2014

One year on.......Ok, I'm not going to beat myself up too badly here. Shit happens. It's about getting the reality check, by way of self inflicted Makatush (for definition of Makatush, check an earlier blog) and recognising that I need to do something about it.

Reality is....I let it go! I lost my drive, mojo, motivation, what ever you want to call it, I call it losing my happy thought, that place where doing exercise and working towards, life, fitness and health goals and racing to use as a barr for judging progression and staying motivated, is fun. And Wham! (Not the George Michael kind) you get sat on your backside with a humongous Makatush of my own making.

So there it is, the reality check. Now join me here as we...........

draw a line in the sand; and step over it.

So, this weekend, while the world is off doing their thing. I am focusing on doing mine. 
A few things here:

  • 3 month initial goal
  • see myself beyond 60kilos - scales don't measure sexy!
  • Stay focused on me
  • Build up my own inspiration
  • Don't be afraid to be alone - and succeed
  • Be optimistic
  • Be better than I was yesterday
  • Make wise choices
  • and, Go do what it is I live for!

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Missed Races........

It's like this, take 5 x $20 notes, screw each one up into a small ball, make a little pile of them. Now take a lighter, roll the flint til the flame catches and now hold the lighter to the crumpled up pieces of paper and watch the flames splutter and catch hold. See the black smoke rise and within seconds it's all over and all that remains is a smoldering little heap of blackness.

That's pretty much what I did on the weekend. My entry fee to the Wollongong Triathlon went poof, up in smoke and I sat on the lounge feeling like a small smoldering heap of blackness. Ooooooooow the Sammi was not a happy little bear. Cranky at myself for not toeing the start line with the rest of the Crew. Yeah, I had been sick since the Wednesday before and I know I am not supposed to be hard on myself. Could I have dragged myself to the start line and done the race, probably. But the smart lab rat knows that I wasn't there, in my heart, head and body, this race wasn't going to happen. 

On an upside, I am on the road to recovery, still feeling flat and drained, but getting there. Did a walk last night, slept in this morning and an easy 30min spin planned for this afternoon should see me moving forward once more. Next race....Port Stephens, 8 weeks away. Something to keep my focus.