My last post on here all the way back in February was about doing another Ironman. Finally. I had to make the hard decision last weekend- just a few weeks out from the race- that I can't do it. I can't stop crying. I know I can ultimately do the distances and make the 17 hour cutoff and that's more than a lot of people are 'guaranteed' going into one of these events. But, for my future self, I had to evaluate what that day would mean in terms of lasting pain and recovery.
I bit off more than I could chew. Since March 2015- my first 70.3 after all this injury/surgery crap- to now. I've done too much. More big events and races than probably my younger uninjured self could have handled.
March- 70.3
April- 2 5k's (both with a PR)
May- 3 half marathons
June- 70.3
July- ragnar
August- sprint tri
October- 5 miler and half marathon
November - NYC full marathon
March- won my age group at a tough 5k
May- half marathon and first trail 50k
July- 4 events in under 2 weeks, including a fast sprint tri and Ragnar
August- 70.3
These, plus a bunch of other 5k's thrown in and all the long training hours really amount to no down time, except for the 2 times I was so sick I could hardly get out of bed for days and the effect lasted for weeks. I also started a new job early 2015, then again Feb 2016 and June 2016. And had a couple relationships start and end. Apparently I can't get my shit together.
So, here I am. Just 3 weeks away from Ironman Maryland and I'm on the couch with ice on my knee, redesigning the next few weeks of running so I can at least get through the NYC marathon and kicking myself for not purchasing the insurance for IM. $700 out of my wallet. That's 2 plane tickets back to Seattle.
Or half the cost to rent a Uhaul and drive it back.....
