by Summer Schiavo posted in Life & Home
Tomorrow is the Wildflower Long Course Triathlon. The kids are crashing at my parent’s house, and I’m here in the Wildflower campground in my tent. My husband is playing with his gorgeous bike, and it’s nice to be here with him, just the two of us. So I am thrilled to be here, but I’m also terrified. I’m not ready.
I rode 54 miles three weeks ago, and I went for four 9 mile runs over the last two weekends, pushing the jogging stroller for three of them. I’ve been swimming maybe once a week for the past few weeks. But the reality of what I’m about to do tomorrow is sinking in. I have a 1.2 mile lake swim, 56 mile extremely hilly bike ride and a 13.1 mile extremely hilly, hot, and dusty run ahead of me tomorrow, and I have completed perhaps a third of the training I should have done.
Why haven’t I trained enough? Certainly I fully intended to get all the training in. It’s just that it’s never easy to find the time. Now, let the whining begin… It’s hard to get yourself up at 5am to get on the bike trainer, even when I try to incentivize myself with Netflix Mad Men videos. It’s hard to get yourself to run along in the scary darkness outside, in the morning or at night, even fully armed with a headlamp and pepper spray. I have a full time job and a long commute. And during the daylight hours when I get home from work, I dearly want to play with my kids, not go for a run. So, I suppose those are my excuses.
The funny thing about having this gigantic, looming triathlon to complete tomorrow isn’t actually the race itself. It’s the mommy guilt that I’ll be on the course into the late afternoon, and that will make it impossible to pick up our kids from Grandma and Gramps until late. So I missed seeing them all day while I was at work today, and will miss them much of the day tomorrow. There are just not enough weekends in a childhood to allow me to miss even a few hours without the mommy guilt creeping in.
So that’s why I think that though the race will be incredibly hard, I dread mile 7 on the run the most. That’s when the trail snakes through the campground and past the car, and it will be so tempting to just head home to see the kids. I’ll let you know how it turns out tomorrow. Wish me luck!
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