getting worse to get better
Where should I begin? That’s a question that comes up a lot for me and probably for others in many circumstances. The obvious answer? At the beginning of course. But the begin is long gone and I’m somewhere in the middle.
That’s where I am, so that’s where I’m going to begin, on a Tuesday in mid October, where I woke up early drove to swim practice, jumped in and was so slow and tired, I couldn’t even keep up in the warm-up. In case you’re unclear on what that means, the warm-up in swim practice is where you swim slowly just to wake up a little and take the edge of the cold water in the pool before you start working hard. Yep, I couldn’t keep up to that. For the rest of practice my teammates continued to do the workout and I did my best to stay out of their way as I plodded along, missing just about every pace time and using as much equipment (paddles, pull-buoy, fins) as I could to stay afloat.
I finally got out, and headed off to work, slurring my words, with an eye-twitch and a “I’m-so-tired-I-pretty-much-don’t-care” attitude.
After a short post-work nap and some perspective, I realized
this is so normal, the normalist of normal in fact. I signed up for ironman on
a whim, have been putting in some solid fall training and doing a lot at work.
Of course I’m tired and I’m so glad that I am because that’s what training is –
Putting in the work, fatiguing your body and allowing it the time to adapt and
recover. I know this. We all know this and when faced with the prospects of keeping
up with my speedster swim friends when it was even a miracle that I got my cap on
this morning, I forgot. So if you to have done a few mindless things this week,
slogged through a run or your first thought when you woke up this morning is when you can
get back in to bed later, you’re not alone and you’re probably getting better
at whatever it is your doing.
Here’s to getting worse, to get better.