No wah, wah! No brag. Just here's our schedule for the next few days. Those of you who have done an Ironman know this is just what you do. This is for those of you rubber neckers gazing at the Ironwreck training life and asking why in the world?
Thursday morning 6:15 am: 95 mile bike ride followed by 6 mile run.
Thursday afternoon: Work.
Thursday night: 8 mile run.
Friday morning 4:30 am: 16 mile run.
Then spend the rest of Friday watching Lobo's swim meet, working, and then back to the swim meet for finals. In fact, we will spend the rest of the weekend volunteering at the swim meet and watching Lobo swim.
Being a swim parent and training for an Ironman is a bit cruel because after a long hot run you have to go stand on a hot concrete pool deck and you are not allowed to get in the nice cool blue water. We swim parents have always said they need a parents' lane with rafts and umbrella drinks at swim meets for parents to float in while they wait for their kid's event.
The last time we tried a run at 4:30 am so we could watch Lauren swim was at a Panama City swim meet. We had picked up glow sticks at Target so the people driving from the bars could see us. Unfortunately, I wasn't feeling particularly strong that day so I'm sure I looked just like the other people staggering out of the bar as I slogged along with my glow stick a-glowin'.
Would I be doing this kind of insanity right now without Sherrie? Absolutely not.
Eccliastes 4:9-12 talks about two being stronger than one. Verse 10 says, "For if either of them fails, the one will lift up his companion. But woe to the one who fails when there is not another to lift him up."
Verse 12 concludes "...A cord of three strands is not quickly torn apart."
That's how it is we do this, God is the center strand and we wrap ourselves around him. Without God, without Sherrie and trying to do all this I would just be a frayed knot.
As in:
"You gonna get up at 4:00 am to run 16 miles after you rode 95 and ran 14 yesterday?"
" 'Fraid not."
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