two big things have helped, and i think the md. prescribed sleeping pills have helped a ton, and getting my ass out to the kinsmen fieldhouse a few times, a couple of good runs, a couple dips in the pool, and i'm feeling more like myself and my head is turned the right side up, rather then down.
so the goal is ironman canada next august, getting my kids through this school year in a positive way, and um, to just survive....and there's not much that can derail that, but man it's getting trying. reading a book called 'what i talk about when i talk about running by haruki murakami has helped immensely, and has made me think a lot about where i am, where i want to be, and the whole point to this whole getting older thingie. i know i sound kind of like i'm completely getting freaked out by the 50 years old thing (some people don't live 50 years), and more then a few people think that i am, but seriously, yeah i am thinking a lot about it...and my feelings about the big 5-0 change like the edmonton weather, sometimes it's cloudy and i'm humming hank william's i'm so lonely i could cry, and other days i'm pumped up and feelin' groovy....it's sort of like this cd i'm listening to right now...an old bill bourne/shannon johnson thingie called victory train...2 great edmonton artists, bill is like the guitar playing guy we'd all want to be (come on, sure you do) and shannon's the girl we all wished we dated in high school, and since...and man can she fiddle!....but by the time the cd reaches my fave tune of the moment, like a poor boy, i'm ready to dance, drink and dance the night away yet again....
the other thing that sort of stoked my spirits this week was a walk in the woods with the kids, jim and sasha.....just a short walk from emily murphy, across the hi level bridge and back to our car....it's was a bit of an adventure, but they seemed to like it, and i loved it...it's cool to get out, watch what sasha watches, see what she sees, and encourage her along. somethings she doesn't get (like collecting autumn leaves), other things she just get's into on her own, and never seems to surprise (like giving a hi five a runner as he ran by us...cool!)...and seeing all the runners out sort of pumped me up to...cause that's my crowd man. i may not know all of them, i know some by site, and some i see every day, every time i work out or run or swim or bike. don't know there names, they don't know mine, but we're all out doing the same thing...some are old, and some are young, and some of the girls are really cute (what is it about a blonde pony tail bouncing down the train...wow)....
anyway, doing that building the base thingie now, this week was good, have decided to do the victoria marathon after all...i'm not really trained, but it'll be a fun and relaxing weekend, and i just look at the 26.2 as another training run, taking me to the ironman. the one thing that's hit me this week, and something that's popped into just about everything i've read, is that unlike a marathon, or the great white north triathlon, i can't just take this thing lightly and mail it in, i have to set a training schedule, and stick to it, one plan right down to the end, to august 30th...oh, and i've gotta find a place to stay in penticton....for some reason i'm thinking that may be the bigger challenge!
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