The glass half full…
“Just think of it this way,” the text from Ironman Stu said. “This is your Christmas break.”
Nothing like a reality check from chief motivator Stu.
I’ve been incredibly sick for seven days now, and haven’t trained in that time and won’t be for a few more days yet. Tonscillitis, combined with a nasty sinus infection has meant no breath, little sleep and grumpy tendencies.
We’re currently on holiday in Auckland and I had a sensational training week planned - a 10km road race on Sunday, a spin class with the North Harbour Triathlon Club on Tuesday, lots of running around the waterfront and a few spin sessions to keep the legsĀ ticking over. Not only have I achieved none of that, I’ve barely been able to make it out of bed to enjoy the incredible weather that Auckland has turned on. We’ve also had to change our holiday plans and a few days in Tairua, Coromandel, is now also off the cards.
To say that I’ve been feeling miserable, sick and very sorry for myself would be the understatement of the century.
But, as Stu inadvertently reminded me with his text, there is always a silver lining and finding the “glass half full angle” is my speciality - in fact its what’s expected of me.
So, yes Stu is right, this is my Christmas holiday, because there certainly won’t be one come 25 December. Training will step up significantly in September andĀ from December, it will be all on. I seem to recall Stu saying earlier this year that the main goal of training the year before Ironman is to hit the last three months of training injury free, and to be mentally and physically ready to put in the hard yards. That all rings very true to me just now.
So while I’m frustrated not to be able to make the most of the sunshine and hit the waterfront for a run, this is my time to have a break and I am making the very most of resting as much as I can and focusing on getting well. I still have several months of groundwork to do before peak training, so its vital that I’m well truely over the bugs so I can hit the ground running.
232 days to go.
Now, where’s that glass? Its time for a refill.