Personally, I try to keep my mouth shut. So in the past 13 weeks, I've only posted once about my Swim the Suck training.
In case you're new to the blog, I'm training for a 10-mile swim, Swim the Suck, this October. Why would I want to swim 10 miles? Open water swimming is fun. The longer the swim, the more fun (I was thinking).
I feel embarrassed when I get a bad attitude about my training. I'm in it for the love of the game. No one is forcing me to do this. In fact, it's expensive in terms of time and money. I
should be am grateful that I have the resources to do it.
But, MAN! The past 13 weeks have been tough. Before my official training started, I was swimming 21,000 yards per week. By week 12, I was swimming 30,000 yards per week, including lots of drills and slow technique work. Plus 3-4 yoga classes per week.
I felt tired all the time, but I didn't realize it. I was so used to being tired, it seemed normal. What I noticed was feeling rushed, lazy and ungrateful. My intervals were getting faster, but my long swims were getting slower. I raced a 7K and posted my slowest times in the past 18 months. And I wasn't enjoying the long swims. (What?!) I had "What am I doing with my life?" nightmares.
The worst part was that I didn't understand why I was feeling that way--I didn't feel any more tired after a workout than I did before it. It was just a slow, sneaky buildup of fatigue.
I'm in the second phase of my training now--lower volume, higher intensity. The high intensity workouts are fun, and the lower volume means I have more time to lollygag. (I love me some lollygagging.) I feel like a happy, grateful, positive, WaterGirl again. I even enjoyed my 4.5 mile swim over the weekend.
This too shall pass. In a few more weeks, my yardage will go back up again. Maybe I'll handle it more gracefully next time. Maybe not. Either way, I'm staying in the game.
Maybe in the end, I'll know enough to write a post about "What I learned Training for Swim the Suck and Why it Was or Wasn't Worth It." Not today. Today I'm just grateful to be enjoying the journey.
What about you? Does your training ever get the best of you? How do you handle it?