I am all moved in (as you may have gathered from the title of the post.. feelin' clever!) and aside from a case of cardboard poisoning, appear to have survived the whole experience rather well. So far, I am loving Austin. This is one excellent town. Bikers abound. Runners abound. Kayakers abound. Musicians abound. I think I am about the only thing here with all feet on the ground, though I will bound just as soon as I can! Seriously, this might be the most bike friendly, outdoorsy city I have ever seen.
Now that I have that little bit of gushing out of my system, I have other news. I started back cautiously this week. I am not running but carefully... like a child handling a bird's nest... began training again. Just a little bike ride.
The first trip out felt horrid. I came home and wanted to cry. I had to get off my bike after about ten miles because I nearly passed out. I didn't have my HR monitor on but it felt like it was about to leap through my mouth and go screaming down the veloway. I got back on after a couple of minutes and cautiously peddled back to the car.
Today was a different story. I was doing low intensity work, just spinning really, but I found the zone. I was churning out my miles with a smile. I felt like my form was pretty good too. Knees in, back flat, pulling around the back side of the pedal stroke, rhythmic, turning the crank like a piston... Pure bliss. I didn't have a long workout on the schedule, but after so much forced downtime, I am just happy to be back in the saddle! Tomorrow I get back in the pool.
The rest of this week and next are all swim-bike. I don't know when the run will appear but I am fairly nervous and anxious about it. It has been such a long road this year and I am so afraid that I will try to run and go back to square one.
It has occurred to me that it would be easy right now to give up on running, say I can't, walk away and put it into the past. But that is not what I want. I want this, running and particularly triathlon, to be a part of my life. I took the other road once before when I ushered martial arts training into my history. Even though I stand by that decision, there isn't a day that I at least for a moment consider going back. I don't believe that tri's have the same intrinsically detrimental movements that martial arts had and that, with the right conditioning, I should be able to train and race well into the future. I certainly hope so.