So I've been back for a month. I've gained three pounds. The running is coming back. My knee is getting better with the PT and stretching. My strength is taking it's time, apparently on extended vacation. All of this aside, things are good. The girls are fit, the house is our own and we are back on track.
Good thing. Because Chuckanut, the first race of the season, is right around the corner. On March 15th we are all heading up to Bellingham to run a 50k. I'm toying with the idea of hiring a coach. It's been three and a half years since the structure of Ironman and Marc Becker's coaching plans. I've enjoyed the hiatus but feel I'm not only ready, but looking for the direction and focus having a coach gives me. Oddly enough, I also miss the freedom of a plan. By freedom I mean I can concentrate on other things while at home...not.."What should I be running tomorrow?"
I've been talking about the 50 miler in the Tetons without a whole lot of thought into what it's going to take to train for this. I run with Ronda, Tom and Michael multiple days of the week and haven't even asked them. I wonder if I'm not quite prepared for the answer. How will crossfit fit into my training plan? What about my plans to get back to the beach occasionally for some surfing? The side effects of training and racing are slowly returning to my life and I haven't even made the conscious decision to go there.
Training, it seems, is just another form of gravity. It pulls you whether you're thinking about it or not. I've got a track workout tomorrow then I'm going to crossfit and I'll be damned if I can't get back up to at least 10 kipping pull-ups in a row. Pura Vida.
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Quit work. Then you'll have all the time you need to run AND surf. You're welcome. ;)
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