It's been just over two weeks since IM Boulder and I haven't really felt a sense of post race depression. You know that feeling of build up and anticipation and all those months of training and working towards something and then........it's done and gone. I talked and blogged about it after I completed IM Cozumel. I definitely felt it after my first event ever being the marathon in Arizona and how I silently sat and wept on the plane as I was waiting to take off and bring me back to Colorado. I haven't had any of those feelings at all following IM Boulder. In fact, I went to work the very next morning after the race. Bright and early at 8am. I only worked about 4 hours but it was life as I knew it back to normal. Monday afternoon, I kissed Team Marty goodbye and of they went to the airport and back to NY. EK Endurance athletes met up for a celebratory dinner and chill time together for the journey we all just took together.
The following day, Tuesday, it was back in the pool for 6:30 am swim with Coach Eric. It's Tuesday 6:30 (ok 6:45am) that's what we do on Tuesdays. Except I was the only one in my lane. No Susan, no Ken. I looked to the lane next to me......No Elizabeth, No Kenny, No Conrad. Don't they realize it's Tuesday Morning we always swim together on Tuesday mornings. No other training for the week planned. It's Saturday....long ride day around North Boulder County. Ummmm nope. Easy ride day on a bike path in Denver instead.
It's Sunday and time for Jonathan's 8:30am swim class. Class is always packed....not today. "Marty?" "Yes, Jonathan" "Why don't you move and swim in this lane today instead?" "But I never swim in that lane", I insist "I like my lane, I don't need to prove to anyone I've gotten and I'm getting faster" "I don't have to swim in lane 2 or 3 or whatever" "5 years from now you can come back and I will still be happily swimming in lane 1. It's my lane"....."No more. You should have moved out of this lane a while ago. Time to leave the nest"..."Ohhhhhhhh, yes sir."
Tuesday....6:30am Swim again (ok 7am swim) Ken is here!, Elizabeth is here! Kenny is here! I mess up my garmin and my data. All is back to normal and right in my world!! Hot tub afterwards. So what's next...."Vineman", "Boise 70.3", "Fortaleza, Brazil", "Kona" "British Columbia" Hmmmm, nothing matches. "Well, any thoughts to Boulder '15?" "Nah", "Probably not", "I don't know", "Not doing it" "Anyone doing Steamboat this weekend?"....Nope....Nah......No.....Hmmmmm. After the hot tub, I head to the recovery room to sit in the boots........I am alone and the only one in there.
Steamboat Triathlon was fun. Ran a smart race and actually managed to come in 2nd place in my age group. Two weeks removed from IM Boulder it felt great to shake the legs out. There were quite a few Boulder Tri Club members there. Noticeably missing, for myself at least, were any of my training mates. We easily could have rocked this race.
"Wanna go for a ride today?" ~ No, I can't I have other plans.
"Gonna hit the recovery boots, anyone in?" ~ Gotta get to work
"Team Dinner this weekend?" ~ Spent too much time away from family training need to be around the house.
It's now Friday...Tomorow is Saturday it means long ride day. Well, for me at least.
When I trained for Cozumel, I pretty much trained all by myself. I never rode with a group. Pretty much long hours in the pool on the trails and treadmill and on the road alone. That is how I trained for all the marathons I did the previous 3 years. No big deal that is how it was done. But IM Boulder was different. Not only did my training family train for the race but it felt like 1/4 of the community in Boulder was training for the race. That was something truly special. All with a common goal. Of course different individual goals but a common bond or thread as it may be.......To hear Mike Reilly call our names in our hometown.
If you are depressed you are living in the past.
If you are anxious you are living in the future.
If you are at peace, you are living in the present.
I am so at peace with what all my training family is doing with their lives. I have eager anticipation for what's next in my journey to IM Fortaleza and all the hours of training and wonderful memories I will have along this Long Road Home.