Sunday, February 27, 2011

Excuses, excuses

In the last 5 years of doing tris, I've always found a good excuse to avoid a swim, a run, or turn a brick into a solid bike ride (and ditch the run). I swore that with IM Moo looming in the distance (albeit far distance), my goal was to stick to the plan. To assist these efforts, I even started paying someone to reinforce the Catholic guilt that I have for missing a workout (thanks Coach K).

I was actually doing pretty well for a few months. November & December brought about the most consistent training that I've ever had. Yes, this includes swimming. (No, the snowstorm-induced pool closure doesn't count as skipping). Jan was a bit tougher due to a hip injury, but I was hanging in there and damn proud of it.

Then I discovered the best excuse ever for just...stopping altogether. This excuse came in the form of orders to Iraq. I can see myself running in 120 degrees and sandstorms. I may even be able to go to a spinning class once or twice a week. But swimming is out of the question. And I don't get back till after Moo.


I'm sad that I won't get to share the training trials & tribulations of my good tri club friends, and even more upset about not sharing that amazing day on the 10th anniversary of 9/11 with them. I was looking forward to doing one of the toughest things I could imagine to remember that day; but maybe I will be, just not as initially imagined.

Well, after several weeks "off," several lbs on, the excuses are over. Started today with a wake-up call of a tough hike up the Manitou Springs Incline and remembered why I love working out to begin with. No more excuses. For now, anyway.


  1. Karen - hilariously, I was just Google searching images of the hike I did this weekend and your blog popped up. Um, I climbed that stupid thing you have pictured here.

    It sucked. 1 mile up, 2000 feet. There is a 4 mile switch back trail you can run to get down, which was most fun I've had running like EVER, but um... that 1 mile up? Took 40 minutes. HELL.

  2. Oh that's so cool! I was wondering what Mike's FB status meant.

    I have to admit though, this post was done by my friend Mimi, who lived here in DC, was deployed to Iraq and now Colorado. So, this story is all very weird indeed.