It is officially a full week after the racing blues. My dear friends at Bike Works sent me an email that said, "Bree, it is more about the journey than the attainment of the prize". I know. I really do. Of course that never made the sting not feel like you've been stung. But it helps when you feel like you need a reminder. Since I took the Vegas 70.3 slot (next week is the race) I have truly been trying to rest and recover. As in no training sessions or 40 minutes, tops. Friday I swam a mile and felt good, Saturday I ran a few miles and felt really good, for sure that made me feel "ready again". Sunday I was going for the full 40 minutes on the bike and you know what, I felt so far from good. In fact, 2 minutes more and I would have called for a ride home. Patience. Just trying to eat good and get sleep when I can.
We spent the past couple days supporting the recruit 42 class. Kainoa, Sammy, me, and all the girlfriends/wives of the men showed up in our favorite Summer clothes (nice timing to rid the Ironman tan lines), to watch the guys swim, run the beach, and jump out of a helicopter. It was easy.
As for active recovery, you better believe the island hosts some very good "Frisbee golf" locations! That was the ultimate "move the blood around but not train" session ever! Take that back, tandem surfed one wave yesterday and that was even more fun. We hit up Hakalau and played 10 rounds under the bridge.
A little race next weekend, after that I really do not know where the road will lead. So, a moment at a time. And for those of you that want to see what exactly we were watching during the recruit 42 "support crew" mission we had the past few days...see below.
Have a good week!