August was my last full month of triathlon training. My last triathlon of the season is September 9th, so I can only assume that my training goals will shift somewhat over the off-season. I’m hoping for less swimming and expecting more running, but we’ll see what my coach has in store for me. There is nothing I find harder than dragging myself to the pool on a cold dark morning, and now that team swim has ended (at least for now), finding that motivation is going to be tough.
August was a pretty good month. My one race this month went way better than I planned. I was expecting a bit of a mediocre race, and instead beat all of my goals. Let’s hope that trend continues.
Swim – 5.5 miles
Bike – 208 miles
Run – 40 miles
I didn’t realize how low my run miles were, but I did miss one long run this month due to volunteering. I should have planned better so I could get the run in, but I was just exhausted. A better plan would have been an afternoon nap followed by a run, but it is what it is.
Swim – 38.5 miles
Bike – 1547 miles
Run – 356 miles
When I signed up for my first triathlon in 2013, I did it through Team Fight, the athletic fundraising arm of the Ulman Cancer Fund. I’ve been a member of Team Fight each year since, and will continue to be on the team for years to come, I’m sure. It’s a great cause and I’m proud to fundraise for them.
One perk to team membership was team swim, held once a week at the pool of a local community college. Our two volunteer coaches taught us proper swim form (and in some cases, taught complete newbies how to swim). They showed up with workouts, put up with our moaning and groaning, and made triathlon fun.
Even better was the camaraderie that developed among the team members. Over the past few years, I have met the most amazing people through Team Fight, people who I hope will be lifelong friends. Knowing that my friends were expecting me made it that much easier to show up at practice.
Unfortunately, on Tuesday, just hours before practice, we received an email that this was our final practice. The college had increased the rate to rent the pool and it wasn’t worth it for a charity team. Due to the timing of the email, a lot of the team members weren’t able to make the final practice – with big races over the past two weeks, a lot of people are in recovery mode. So the final crew was a small one, but we were mighty. It was a bit bittersweet to see this tradition end, but I am hopeful that we will find a new venue. If nothing else, we’re going to get together and swim, maybe not every week, but often enough that we don’t miss each other too much.