Funny how it is the last, but only the second race of the year for me. For the third year in a row Lily will be racing in Karlshamn. It will be my third time in four years, since I missed the race two years ago with a broken collar bone.
I didn’t wait as long as I did last year to get a new IM tattoo. But with no swimming again on Thursdays and Liseberg this weekend, that meant no swimming again until Tuesday, so I figured this would be the least intrusive to my fall swim training.
Being a competitor at heart it’s been hard for me to ease into crossfit. From day one you hear “scaling is your friend”, then the workouts are posted with Rx (normal weight) and advance. Most times a scaled weight is offered, but I quickly advance over the scaled option in some movements and was in “no mans land”. I often chose a weight that was too easy or way too hard. The only goals I was able to set was first be able to do all the exercises, then build up to the Rx weights.
It’s funny how things change from generation to generation. When I was 10-12 yrs old, every single one of my friends could swim. Whether they were on the swim team or not. And when I say swim I mean swim in the sense they could jump off the 1m or 3m diving board and swim to the side, play “Marco Polo” in water above their shoulders, play “Sharks and minnows” in the diving well of the pool.
I originally only planned to write this in Swedish, but since I think some of my English speaking triathlon friends might get something out of this, I will re-post here in English.
This year I crossed the finished line of my second Ironman roughly 64 minutes slower than last years race, which was my debut. Most of my friends were able to go 15-45 minutes faster. What happened to me, and was I happy with my time?
This will be one of the last post about Ironman for a while.
It only seems right to start with Friday morning. I woke up at 6:45, threw on a shirt, grabbed my swim bag and walked over to the swim start for a test swim of the course. It was kind of windy, but nothing that effected me. However, I decide that on Saturday my only goal was to swim loose and relaxed under 60 minutes. The way I was feeling and the water conditions I knew it would take a huge effort for me to swim down around 55min like last year.
It’s been a long day. Up just after 7:00, breakfast with the girls, and then packed the car for Kalmar.
Even if I’m not nervous about my results, I’m still nervous about the whole day. I’ve dug my own grave and can’t blame any else but myself.
Not sure it’s so much of a race plan, but more like a survival plan.
Last year going inte Kalmar I had done an half marathon, 300km bike race, 140km bike race and two 70.3 (half ironman) triathlons. I swam nearly 50km, biked nearly 1000km and ran around 100km a MONTH!